After the absolute roller coaster of a day he's had, Izuku was more than ready to fall into bed and sleep for a week. He yawned loudly, and Mina chuckled beside him.

When she had grabbed onto his arm at the start of the date he had thought that that was as close as she could physically be. Mina had proven him delightfully wrong. After they had left Dagobah beach she had pressed herself firmly into his side, with nary an inch between them. The soft warmth seeping into him had left Izuku flushed the entire walk home, but he enjoyed it all the same.

They were well past the regular curfew, so the UA campus was bathed in shadows when they arrived. The only part that was well lit was the giant 'H' that formed the main building. As the universal symbol of the UA campus, a spotlight was always trained on the building at night, letting it serve as a beacon for most of Mustafu. And a great background for pictures.

"Smile!" Mina said, whipping out her phone and holding it out in front of them. The UA building was perfectly framed in the background, and Izuku had to wonder if she'd taken a picture here before.

He bent down slightly, making himself level with her, and put on his best smile. It wasn't hard. He'd been grinning the entire walk back.

Mina clicked the button several times, taking a series of rapid fire shots. She eyed each one carefully, rejecting several that Izuku couldn't see anything wrong with. Finally, she found one that she deemed acceptable and saved it.

"Perfect!' she announced with a wide smile. "Want me to send you a copy?"

He nodded, perhaps slightly more vigorously than was necessary. Even with the date all but finished, Mina was still finding ways to make his evening. He had a few pictures taken with his friends, mostly from Uraraka taking group selfies, and one class picture saved to his phone, but he always felt awkward asking other people to pose for pictures.

The myriad of candid hero shots he possessed were entirely different, of course. Those were business.

They had to pick their way somewhat carefully along the path to the dorm. Izuku nearly stumbled several times, as he was having a fairly difficult time paying attention to his feet. Mina took the lead, as it turned out she possessed above average night vision. Her black sclera were excellent at absorbing light, and when combined with her dancer's grace, it meant she had no trouble blazing a path across the darkened campus.

As the 1A dorm finally came into sight, Izuku saw the lights in the common room flick off, leaving the entire building dark. He checked his phone, and saw that it was 10:45, 15 minutes before they were supposed to be back by, but well past their class's usual turn in time. Bakugou had started the trend, but the class had almost unanimously decided to follow his lead of resting early.

"Looks like we missed everyone" Izuku said.

"Probably for the best" Mina said, smirking slightly. "I wouldn't put it past some of them to start teasing you about our date"

"You tease me all the time." He pointed out.

"Yeah, but I have an excuse. I don't think Kaminari finds you as cute as I do." She laughed as he suddenly turned bashful at her words. "C'mon. Let's get inside before Aizawa yells at us."

Mina was feeling quite refreshed. Sure her eyelids were drooping, and her feet were dragging slightly as she walked, but her heart was pretty much full to bursting. She honestly felt better than she had in weeks.

She turned her head so she could stare at Izuku better. He had a goofy grin on his face, and his cheeks were slightly flushed. His hair was just as messy as always, which was impressive given all that the evening had entailed. She clutched his arm a little tighter and sighed happily. It had been a long night, but she wouldn't have traded it for all the world.

Izuku paused as he opened the dorms front door. He wasn't sure exactly what it was, but his instincts were telling him that they weren't alone.

He held up a hand to get Mina's attention, then whispered to her.

"Can you see anything?"

She looked puzzled at the question. "Not really. It's too dark for me. Why?"

"Not sure, but something feels off."

A faint dusting of sparkles danced across Mina's hands as she clenched her fists. The pair stepped forward as silently as they could into the dorm, eyes straining against the darkness.

They were nearly blinded when the common room lights flicked on once more. They blinked rapidly, trying to force their eyes to adjust, each standing ready to deflect any incoming blows.

Instead of an attack, however, they were greeted with the sight of nearly their entire class arrayed around the common room. It seemed that most of their friends had decided to ignore their usual bedtimes in favor of greeting the new couple, or teasing them in some cases.

"Let's have a big round of applause for the happy couple" Kaminari called, with a grin that could only be described as 'shit eating'. He knew he'd catch hell from Mina for it later, but Kaminari had never been one for long term planning.

More than a few of their classmates joined in the applause, a few out of genuine happiness for their classmates, and most just to participate in some friendly ribbing.

"Welcome back Midoriya, Ashido." Iida said warmly. "I trust you two had an enjoyable evening."

"We….I...uh…"

"Yep!" Mina cut Izuku off before he got two far into his stuttering fit. She'd worked hard to get him this far out of his shell tonight, and she wasn't going to let it go quite yet.

"How was dinner?" Hagakure asked. "Was it all romantic and stuff?" Her posture indicated that she was leaning forward, sitting practically on the edge of her seat. Uraraka and, surprisingly, Yaoyorozu had also adopted similar positions, eager to hear the romantic details.

"Hmmmmmm" Mina hummed. She held up her hand, and began to tick the events of the night off one by one. "The restaurant lost our reservation, the park was closed, the movie was terrible, and we got ambushed by villians at one point."

Their eyes grew wider with each item. By the end, Yaoyorozu looked practically distraught at the misfortune, and Uraraka seemed like she was going to take a bat to the people who had interrupted her friend's date. Hagakure was gesticulating wildly, and presumably pouting.

"Buuuuuuuuut…" Mina said, holding up her last remaining finger. "We watched the sunset on the beach afterward. And that is all the story you get to hear." She grinned, enjoying their disappointed looks. She'd give them the full story later, of course. Just when there were less onlookers.

Kirishima wolf whistled at her comment, and a peal of laughter went through the class. Izuku blushed, more at the attention from everyone than the implications of the statement.

It's funny Mina thought, as Izuku shuffled awkwardly from foot to foot. He's so timid about stuff like this, it's hard to remember how cool he can be She thought back to the times she had seen him push past his anxiety, standing tall in the face of unwinnable odds. Even just tonight, he had taken down a powerful looking villain all by himself, and he'd still been thinking about her and their date afterward.

She grinned and grabbed hold of his arm again. Predictably, fresh commentary about her clinginess passed through their class. Even still, Mina found that she couldn't care less.

A loud bang echoed across the room, emanating from the stairwell.

"Will you all shut up?!" Bakugou shouted. "Some of us have training tomorrow!"

"Some of us actually passed our license exam!" Kirishima called back. He and Kaminari were some of the only people who could get away with mocking the explosive blond. Why exactly he tolerated the two of them, and practically no one else was the subject of fierce debate among their class.

"Fuck off" Bakugou shouted, slamming the door behind him once more.

"He makes a valid, if vulgar point." Iida pointed out. "Tomorrow may prove to be a long day, and we should prepare for it as best we can."

There was some grumbling from a few people about 'overbearing den mothers', but they all picked themselves up and began the trek up to their rooms.

Izuku started to join the crowd, but Mina held him back. He raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"One last thing" She said, pulling her phone from her pocket. "Mind if I take one last picture?" She gave him her best puppy dog eyes, just to seal the deal.

Izuku smiled good naturally, and leaned down once more. Mina pressed herself against his side, and raised the phone up to get them in frame.

Across the room, Uraraka and Hagakure paused outside the elevators, watching the two of them and smiling widely.

Izuku did his best to put all of his feelings into his smile. He wanted this picture to be special for her, so he tried to show how much fun he had with her, and how much he wanted to do something like this again. He tried to put how much he liked her into a single expression, and to his credit he was almost successful.

Then, just as she was about to press the button for the picture, Mina turned her head to the side and planted a kiss directly on his cheek.

The sound of the artificial shutter clicking was drowned out by Izuku's suddenly racing heartbeat. His cheeks flamed crimson, and his jaw dropped open as he tried and failed to form a coherent thought.

Mina pulled away, and admired the picture. She'd taken it fast enough that her action hadn't really registered on Izuku's face in the photo. He was still smiling broadly as she pressed her lips to his cheek.

It was absolutely perfect in Mina's opinion.

"Night Izuku!" she said, happily skipping past the boy, who was standing stock still and gaping like a fish. To her credit, she made it all the way back to her own room, shutting the door behind herself, before she slid down to the ground, put her hands to her lilac colored cheeks, and squealed softly.

"Deku?" Uraraka asked "You OK in there?"

It had been several minutes since Mina had gone upstairs, and Izuku had yet to move from where he stood in the middle of the common room. Hagakure had elected to follow her friend upstairs, hoping to get a few more of the details from today's date.

As Uraraka tapped his shoulder, Izuku slowly came out from his apparent trance.

"I….err….yeah. I'm good." A smile slowly blossomed across his face. "I'm really good."

He took a tentative step forward, then all but raced for the elevator. Just before the doors closed, Uraraka heard a high pitch squeal of happiness emerge from his lips.

She smiled and shook her head. "You two are gonna give me diabetes". She flicked off the lights, and started up the stairs. As she climbed, she resolved to take a less active role in their courtship from now on. After all, they had managed to do just fine on their own somehow.

Izuku woke up refreshed and ready for the coming day, which was rather surprising. After all, he'd spent a good chunk of the night tossing and turning while running over the events of the evening in his head. Each repetition had left him giddy, and so he'd continued thinking about the wonderful girl who had taken his heart for the rest of the night.

He stretched, working the kinks out of his spine, then moved to the bathroom. He held his hands over the sink and willed his Quirk to flow into his fingers. A small glob of acid formed along the tips and dripped into the basin.

I guess we're still swapped then. Izuku thought to himself. A part of him was secretly relieved. The Quirk swapping had been confusing, frustrating, and for some, existentially taxing. It had, however brought him closer to Mina, and for that he was very thankful.

He dressed quickly, then made his way down to the common room. Most of the class's early risers were already there. They weren't alone either. Sitting in the corner, wrapped firmly in his trademark sleeping bag, was Aizawa.

He glanced up as Izuku entered the room, and nodded slightly in the students direction, before returning his gaze to his laptop.

"Morning Deku!" Uraraka called.

"Good morning." He said, stepping over to where she sat, working her way through a light breakfast. Iida sat next to her, working on an assignment Izuku was fairly certain wasn't due for another two weeks, and Hagakure sat across from them, idly tapping at her phone. That, or one of their phones had become sentient and started floating. It definitely wouldn't be the strangest thing to happen in Izuku's life

"Are we waiting for something?" he ask, slightly confused. Usually Iida would be halfway through his morning run at this point, and Aizawa seemed to make a point of spending as little time in the dorms as possible.

"We're waiting for you all to get your Quirks back." Aizawa said. His eyes were still firmly glued to his laptop, though he was apparently following the conversation perfectly well. "The principal was concerned there could be side effects, so I'm here to keep an eye on you while we wait. Try and keep the noise to a minimum. I do have some work to do." With that, he snuggled deeper in his sleeping bag, and seemed to tune them out completely.

"Well that sucks" Kaminari said from behind Izuku. He, Kirishima, Tokoyami, and Mineta had come down while Aizawa had been speaking. "We're confined to the dorm, and we have watcher? There goes all the fun for today"

A few murmurs of agreement followed his statement, and Aizawa glanced away from his work to glare at them. They quieted down, but only a little. At this point, they were used to their teacher's frequent glares.

"Not like there's much to do around here, even without a teacher" Jirou said, poking her head out of the communal kitchen.

"What about a sexy pillow fight!" Mineta cried, practically salivating at the thought. "We can grab some pillows, and bet on who we-"

Like something out of a horror movie, a long pink tendril whipped around the corner and wrapped itself around Mineta. He had just enough time to shout in surprise before it pulled him out of view. Moments later, a high, piercing scream echoed through the room, which cut off abruptly a moment after.

Tsuyu stepped out from where Mineta had disappeared, an expression of froggy innocence plastered across her face. "Any other ideas for what to do?" She asked politely.

A rapid barrage of ideas followed. A class study session, an arm wrestling tournament, a bake off, a board game tournament, and a "world's worst joke" competition were among the most popular.

Izuku was just about to put his own idea out, figuring out who the class' favorite hero was (aside from All Might, of course), when something warm and pink crashed into his side. Mina might have been the last member of the class to wake, but she made up for her late arrival with enthusiasm.

"Morning Izuku!" she said, arms wrapped around his shoulders. He went stiff in her grip, still very unused to hearing anyone besides his mother use his first name, particularly with as much affection as she had.

"Morning guys!" Mina called, freeing one hand to wave at the rest of the class, most of whom were now staring at the couple who had spontaneously fused at the waist. "What are we talking about?"

"Trying to figure out what we're gonna do today." Kaminari replied. He hooked a finger at Aizawa. "We have a monitor, so my plans are out."

"And what exactly were your plans?" Jirou asked.

He opened his mouth to respond but, in a rare fit of common sense, decided to change the subject. "Not important. What is important is settling the matter. Mina, any thoughts before we pick between arm wrestling and study session?"

Iida looked very pleased that his suggestion was being seriously considered. Preoccupied as he was with mentally selecting the textbooks they would need, he missed the eye rolls that came from several members of the class. Arm wrestling may not have been their first choice of activity, but they would participate happily before they devoted a free Saturday to more schoolwork.

Thankfully for them, though not for their grades, Mina piped up with her suggestion.

"Has anyone suggested a movie marathon?" She asked.

There was a pause. A few people had thought about it, but had difficulty picturing their class coming to a consensus on genre.

"It's not a bad idea" Kaminari said, "But I didn't bring any of my movie collection with me. Anyone think to bring theirs?"

"I've got some horror movies" Mina said cheerfully. Koda and Jirou whimpered softly at the statement.

"I-I have a couple of hero documentaries." Izuku chimed in. "They're mostly about All Might though…"

Kaminari started to respond, but stopped when a phone was tossed in his direction. It bounced from hand to hand as he struggled to grab it, thankfully managing to snag a grip after a few moments.

The class turned to stare at the tosser. No one was quite sure how Aizawa had managed to get that much distance on a throw without removing his arms from the sleeping bag.

"The principal is on speed dial 2." He said, voice still deadpan as usual. "He figured you might get bored, so if you guys need movies, the school can lend you some. Just keep it to a reasonable volume. And if you make popcorn, bring me a share." His gaze returned to his computer.

The fight over what to watch was quick, brutal, and decisive. In the end, they picked a well known comedy movie, a classic Disney story, and an equally classic and beloved romance.

The fact that the last one had been suggested by Bakugou had come as a great surprise. His furious glare at the laughter that followed was even less effective at silencing them than Aizawa's had been. No one, however, even considered removing it from the line up. Teasing the explosive boy was good fun, and a class tradition at this point. Pissing him off, on the other hand, was bad for your health.

"That was the manliest thing I've ever seen" Kirishima said, tears glistening on his cheeks. He was not the only one crying, but he was one of the few showing it openly.

On the screen, the credits rolled for the last movie of their brief marathon as the main couple walked hand in hand into the sunset. The resolution had been very moving, with both characters professing their willingness to love each other forever, despite their opposing Quirks and feuding families. It was easy to see why it had become such a classic film.

"Somehow I think we have very different definitions of manliness" Jirou said. Her eyes were dry, though a perceptive observer might have noticed that her voice was trembling slightly with emotion as she spoke.

As if seeking to distract from the breakdown of her usual stoic demeanor, she reached over and knocked Kaminari on the head, waking him from his slumber. The blond had fallen asleep less than ten minutes after the movie had begun and, much to the class' annoyance, had proceeded to snore loudly at a few crucial scenes. Waking him had proved a short term solution until Tokoyami had buried him in pillows to muffle the snores.

"Wha happened?" Kaminari asked, speech slurred from his deep slumber. His hair had become extremely tousled while he slept, but the lightning bolt pattern had somehow remained perfectly intact.

"You missed the movie, you dolt" Jirou said

"Ehhh." Kaminari shrugged. "No big loss. Can't say I'm much of a fan of chick flicks."

"Get out of here with your shitty taste." Bakugou said. He had curled up in a chair at the edge of the room with a textbook before the movie marathon had started, despite his assertions from the previous night about ditching them to go train. The textbook was still perched on his lap, unopened.

"I've gotta admit, I'm kinda surprised you like these kind of movies Bakugou" Kirishima said. The tears had been wiped away, though he still sounded quite emotional. "I always thought you'd be more of a fan of action movies."

"So just because I like fighting, I can't have good taste? Fuck that." He finally cracked the textbook. "Sometimes you need something to relax with."

"I think it's sweet that he has a romantic side" Tsuyu said, pointedly ignoring Bakugou giving her the finger in return.

"I still think it's lame" Kaminari said.

"That!" Hagakure said, leaping up to stand in front of the TV, "Is because you haven't seen a true scene of romance. Two lovers, breathlessly gazing into each other's eyes. It's quite the experience, let me tell you. Sooooooo…"

Izuku may not have been able to see her gaze, but he could feel the weight as it bore down upon him.

"I say we get a couple of our classmates to reenact the movie for us." Her tone betrayed the grin that had spread across her face.

Izuku did his best to blend in to the couch cushions.

Kaminari may have been sleepy, but he was a prankster at heart. He could tell when someone was setting up a scenario, and he was more than willing to play along.

"You know, I've always been a 'visual' learner. Maybe an example would be good for me. Got some people in mind, Hagakure?" He didn't have the advantage of invisibility. The stare he leveled at the couple was very obvious with its implications.

Mina opened her mouth to object. She didn't mind the attention too much, but Izuku was obviously melting under it. The poor boy was sweating bullets and was glowing a bright, cherry red.

She was cut off by a rising chant of "Re-en-act! Re-en-act!" lead by Kaminari and Hagakure. A few of the more playful members of their class had joined in, caught up in the moment.

Izuku tried to object as well, but found his tongue unwilling to comply. The blood rushing to his head was making it very hard to think. He fanned his face, trying to calm his nerves at the same time. He knew his classmates wouldn't force him to do anything he found truly terrifying, Iida and Uraraka would intervene before that point.

He froze as he saw something on his hand. A single green spark was running down his fingers, dancing between drops of sweat as it moved down the digits. Thinking fast, he did a mental inventory. He was feeling flushed from embarrassment, yes, but the heat was throughout his entire body. Sweat ran down his limbs and torso, and now that he was paying attention, he could feel the telltale presence of more sparks along his limbs.

His eyes widened as he realized what was happening. His Quirk was coming back sooner than they had expected.

"Shit!" he swore loudly, pulling nearly every eye in the room to him. Izuku didn't swear, even when staring down the most powerful of villains, so hearing something like that coming out of his mouth was shocking to them.

Their shock multiplied when they saw the sparks on his limbs, and the meaning registered with them.

Aizawa leapt up and out of his sleeping bag in one swift motion. His laptop fell to the side, the "Top 100 cutest cats in the world" video he had been watching instead of working completely ignored.

He locked his gaze on Izuku, flaring his Quirk. Officially, he was there to keep an eye on the whole class, but in reality it was Izuku the school was most concerned with. One For All had the potential to be terrifyingly destructive if not controlled, to both its user and school property. The boy had done remarkably well learning to control it in the short time he'd possessed the Quirk, but in these unusual circumstances, Nedzu had wanted to be extra certain that there would be no damage, or risk to the students.

The sparks died, and Izuku felt most of the warmth dissipate as his Quirk was suppressed by his teacher's. He stood stock still, not wanting to risk breaking Aizawa's sightline in any way.

A moment of silence overtook the room. Many of the students stared at their hands, winding what was about to happen.

Mina was watching Izuku, her stomach having fallen past her feet when he had begun to spark. Part of her wanted to jump up and comfort him, but a more rational part of her told her to sit still and to be careful.

It was overwhelmed a moment later when she heard a hissing from beneath her, and realized she was leaking acid from her feet, and had burned a number of holes in her shoes. She let loose a stream of colorful language, much of which had been picked up from Bakugou's foul mouth, and dashed outside. Her Quirk might not be as destructive as Izuku's, but her family had learned long ago that acid damage was very hard to get out of carpets, and insurance was very picky about paying for it.

She burst through the doors, and threw herself on the grass out front. The landscapers would probably hate her for it, but it was the furthest thing from her mind at that point.

She was jointed a few moments later by Kaminari, Yaoyorozu, Tokoyami, and Aoyama, who's Quirks could also prove damaging to the dorm if allowed to run loose.

What followed next was pure, unadulterated pandemonium.

When their Quirks had swapped originally, most of them had struggled even to activate the new abilities. The only reason Izuku had been able to activate Acid so quickly was due to his previous experience dealing with an unfamiliar Quirk. Their bodies had been unused to the new powers they possessed, and not truly able to activate them. Their bodies had had no way to really express their newfound powers.

This time, they didn't have that limitation. Their Quirks had returned suddenly, and their bodies were reacting to the return with gusto. Their Quirks were like a muscle in their body, one which they had been unable to flex for a week.

Mina did her best to stay out of the main area of chaos. Tokoyami's dark shadow was rampaging, kept in check only by Bakugou's explosions. They had been lucky their Quirks returned in the daytime, so it hadn't been too bad. Kaminari was emitting random bursts of electricity, grinning like a loon the entire time. Yaoyorozu was surrounded by an assortment of random objects, with more spitting out of her skin every moment. Koda looked like a princess out of the Disney movie they had just watched, covered from head to toe in various bids who were singing at him in a great cacophony. Poor Uraraka was hanging onto the edge of the dorm for dear life, and looking more than a little green as she levitated.

Mina herself sat in the center of a quickly growing pool of acid, which hissed and spat as it encountered the grass. Thankfully, the dirt beneath her seemed to be resistant to whatever acid her body was producing, so her seat was stable. She couldn't feel the tell tale prickle of acid overwhelming her skin's natural resistance either, which meant whatever she was producing wasn't too horribly acidic.

As she sat there, she suddenly felt very small. Her mind kept replaying the times from her childhood when she had had to sit in the bathtub for what had felt like forever at the time as her skin seeped acid. She remembered feeling helpless, not really understand what was happening at the time, while her mother tried to gently reassure her.

Not anymore. Mina thought to herself. I'm not a helpless little kid anymore. I am a Hero!

She brought every ounce of her willpower to bear on her Quirk, beating it into submission with her mind. It seemed to shriek as she fought it, and everything around her seemed to fall away into a fog. It was slow, so very slow, almost like trying to force a rusty faucet closed. Mina kept going though, pushing with everything she had. She might not be the most book smart member of the class, or the most tactical mind, but Mina had willpower to spare.

Izuku watched from the doorway of the dormitory, staying as still as he could. Aizawa was doing his best to suppress One for All, but after USJ his time limit wasn't enough for long term suppression. Izuku could feel every time his teacher blinked, the strength surging through his limbs. The door frame now sported several dents from where his fingers had dug into the metal.

Staying where he was was practically tearing him apart. Every instinct in his body was screaming at him to move, to help his classmates. The rational part of him knew, however, that One for All going haywire would only be a detriment to everyone.

So he stood and watched as his classmates dealt with something they were woefully unprepared for by themselves.

He watched as Mina struggled and willed her Quirk into submission, her face screwed up in concentration.

When Aizawa pauses to drop his eyes the next time, the doorframe in Izuku's hands bent like playdoh

It was the most difficult thing Mina had ever done, but after long minutes of struggle she brought her Quirk back under her control once more.

She fell back with a sigh of relief. She could still feel it's warmth buried inside her, ready to be called if she needed it, but for now it was dormant.

She flopped onto something soft, and vaguely warm. As she turned her head, she realized it was her acid. Apparently when she had been struggling to control her Quirk, she had accidentally changed the viscosity. Beneath her, a soft and comfy pillow of viscous material slowly conformed to her body.

You know, Mina thought to herself If the whole 'Hero' thing doesn't work out, I could make a fortune in the pillow business. The acid pillow hissed as an unfortunate insect came in for a landing. Hmmmmm. Maybe with a really tough pillow case…

She lost her train of thought as a shadow crossed her face. She opened her eyes to see Izuku staring down at her, concern written plainly on his face.

"Are you ok?"

She grinned tiredly. "Never better"

She rolled off of the acid pillow, thankful that her clothes had survived the experience. She'd have to remember to thank the support course for the acid resistant fabric they had given her.

She hadn't been the first to get her Quirk under control. Both Izuku and Tokoyami were used to having a Quirk that didn't do quite what they wanted it to. Others were still struggling, but the pervious chaos was being brought to heel. WIth Izuku doing fine, Aizawa was free to suppress people's powers while they got a handle on it. Shoji, Tsuyu, Bakugou, and Todoroki were all pitching in to keep the damage to a minimum as well.

Mina and Izuku stood past the main group of students. Most had kept a healthy distance from Mina and her uncontrollable acid. Even in chaos, most of them had maintained a semi-level head due to a combination of extensive training and practice dealing with extreme situations.

They stood there for a long moment, neither one quite sure what they should do in this scenario. They shuffled awkwardly, minds racing as they tried to come up with something to say to break the stillness between them.

"So…. Guess we're not Quirk buddies anymore, huh?" Mina said.

Izuku smiled. "Our powers might not be swapped, but I think we're still Quirk buddies. I learned a lot from having Acid this past week."

"Me too!" Mina said brightly. "It was fun being able to leap tall buildings in a single bound and all that. I'm still disappointed in the name though. 'Super-Power' is pretty lame, you have to admit."

She's not entirely wrong Izuku thought as he winced slightly. He really did hate lying about his Quirk. He resolved himself to have a chat with All Might about the subject. Maybe it was time for his friends (and more than friends) to learn the real secret of his Quirk.

"I'm...not the best with naming things." he said in response.

She laughed at that. He certainly possessed a talent for understatement.

"You really aren't. I, however, am an expert at nicknames, so you're in good hands Izu-chan."

He spluttered at the nickname. "I…..that's….."

She grinned at his reaction. He was very cute when he got flustered. "Not a fan of your new nickname?"

"No! I just… it kinda caught me by surprise is all."

Mina tilted her head to the side, taking him in as best she could. "Hmmmmm. I'll come up with something better later. For now though….is it alright if I call you my boyfriend?" Her serene face betrayed none of the nerves she felt, though she was absolutely sure Izuku could hear her heart, which was currently imitating a bass drum.

He flushed at her words, but didn't shy away as much as she might have expected him to. Instead, his eyes met hers, and he smiled softly.

"Only if I get to call you my girlfriend too."

Mina felt her heart swell and, without thinking, she hurled herself at him. He caught her out of reflex, and pulled her close.

It was at that moment that they both remembered that Mina was still covered in acid.

His clothes smoked as they began to dissolve at the points of contact, but no sound came from his mouth. Mina glanced down, double checking that they were indeed touching. She could see small rivulets of acid running down his arms, but that was it. No blood. No shouts of pain.

She looked back up to his face, and saw an equal amount of surprise to what she was feeling.

"Guess I...uh… kept the acid resistance." He said, more than a little taken aback. He recovered quickly though. "Since it was a physical alteration, it might even be permanent. You know, that'll probably come in handy. If it does persist, we could fight together without you having to worry about me getting in the crossfire…"

Mina could only shake her head as he devolved into one of his frequent muttering sessions. "You're such a nerd!" She said, poking him lightly on the cheek to bring him back to the present.

He shook his head, clearing away the training thoughts that had popped into his head.

"Yeah..." He said sheepishly. "But, I guess I'm your nerd now." With that, he planted a soft, quick kiss on her cheek.

Mina's cheeks flushed a brilliant lilac. Izuku was so very awkward and self conscious most of the time, it was easy to forget that he had a braver, more confident side buried deep underneath his anxiety. It usually only came out during Hero work, but every so often…

"S'not fair." She mumbled.

"Hmmm?"

"I said it's not fair when you act all cool like that. I'm supposed to be the one teasing you"

Izuku laughed at that, and Mina joined him a second later, foreheads pressed close together.

A moment later, a loud whistle broke them out of the little world they had been inhabiting. Kirishima stood a few feet away, fingers still in his mouth, an enormous smile visible through them. Behind him, the rest of the class (including Aizawa and All Might) were watching the couple. Most were grinning, although Bakugou looked disgusted and Mineta looked extremely jealous.

"You were right Hagakure" Kaminari said, grinning almost literally ear to ear. "That was something to watch."

The class laughed as the new couple blushed furiously and disentangled themselves. They did, however, continue to hold hands long after they returned to the dorm. Their time at UA had been, and always would be, hectic and strange beyond belief. Instead of fighting it, Izuku and Mina decided to embrace it. Their lives may have been complicated, but they had a great many friends to share it with, and now they had something more as well.

And that, well, that was just lovely.