Summary: It's their first free day to acclimatize to campus life. Izuku will be training with Himiko in the morning. What else will he see on his first opportunity to finally explore campus?

The next morning

Chewing on a protein bar, Izuku hurried down the steps towards the lobby. Having spent too much time thinking about how Katsumi had treated him last night, he had lost track of time in the morning. He had to shower and throw on clothes quickly; even then, he was almost late. Looking around the room as he reached the bottom of the stairs, Izuku saw Himiko sitting at the kitchen countertop.

Seeing him approach, Himiko waved him over, hair still messy as yesterday. "Good morning!" she chimed as he walked closer.

"Good morning, ready to go?" grinned Izuku.

"Of course!" Bouncing out of the chair, Himiko walked past him to head towards the front door. Her bare stomach, exposed by the red tank top she wore, drew his eye's attention as she passed him. He could see the faint traces of her abs; it was a little surprising. Until he thought a little further on it, of course, everyone had to be fit to some degree to get here.

Izuku moved to follow her when she bent in front of him to put on some shoes without warning. His eyes diverted away but not before getting an eyeful of her rear side outlined in her leggings. 'She knows I'm right behind her, right?'

Avoiding looking at her, Izuku grabbed his favorite red shoes from the shoe rack. While slipping them on, Himiko looked down at him. "Cute shoes, Izukun." Standing next to him, she tapped his foot with her own red shoes. "We're matching!" she cheered.

Izuku tilted his head as he looked at their shoes. They were a similar red; however, they weren't the same type. "Yeah, they're pretty much the same color."

Smiling at him, she excitedly suggested, "I think you should wear them with your school uniform. They would look so cute!" She paused before giggling, "Then, we'd be matching in class!"

'I'm never wearing any other shoes,' he thought as his mind ground to a halt. Izuku sat silent for a few moments; his mind focused on what Himiko had stated, and how cute it would be. Coming back to reality, he realized that she was expecting an answer. Looking over her clothes, he blurted out, "Your outfit is cute too!" Himiko laughed at him as she covered her now lightly reddened cheeks.

"Thanks." Himiko turned around, still covering her face, before opening the door. "Let's get going. I was walking around campus last night and found a gym."

The light of the morning sun washed over them as they headed outside. "Awesome, how good is it?"

"You'll have to keep up with me to find out," Himiko teased while elbowing Izuku's side.

Without warning, Himiko took off down the footpath. Despite what she said, she didn't try dashing away from him. Jogging together, Himiko guided Izuku on the path to the gym.

In short time, Izuku found himself in front of one of the many gyms at UA. Looking up and around the single-story building, Izuku could see there was an outdoor track as well. "So, what kind of gym is it?"

"Pretty standard, I think, just like any other gym you might've been to before. Oh!" Himiko jumped in time with her exclamation. "Another one I saw had a rock climbing wall, that sounds really fun!"

"Another one? How many gyms were there?" questioned Izuku.

Pressing her finger against her lips, Himiko recalled, "My dad told me when he got hired, but I didn't really listen to him." The girl took a few steps towards the track. "I found four gyms and two sparring arenas just walking around yesterday. They're open anytime for us!"

"Four? How many facilities do we have!" Izuku exclaimed while coming to a halt. 'I knew UA had many amenities, but it's still a relatively small hero university.'

"Well, keep in mind these get used for the other courses as well. Plus, as a hero school, people are going to be working out a lot!" Himiko turned around to wave Izuku over to follow her.

Standing at the starting line, the two of them stared down the track. Izuku spoke up first, "So starting with some running? I usually finish with it."

"I think it's a good warmup. Just a short jog." Himiko explained while pulling her foot back to her butt in a stretch.

"Gonna use your quirk again, Himi?" Izuku teased, causing himself to chuckle.

Himiko elbowed him lightly in the side. "No, we're trying to train cardio here."

"So, you would use it for other training?" inquired Izuku, curious how his friend may use her quirk in training.

"I dunno," she thought aloud, staring off into space as she considered her next words. "Using our quirks seems like it would take away the physical training, but it would let us reach new limits." Himiko set her foot back down, looking at Izuku. "Anyways, ready?"

"Anytime."

The two of them took off, jogging next to each other. "How many laps?" Izuku inquired as they rounded the first bend.

The girl bit her lip as she thought, before proposing, "Let's start with five. I don't want you tired before we do anything else!"

Izuku opened his mouth and shrunk back his eyes in mock shock. "Come on, I'm not as bad at cardio as I used to be. I was ahead of you even in the race when you didn't use your quirk!"

"I was messing with my quirk back there, so of course you pulled ahead of me!" After her exclamation, her cheeks puffed up in mock frustration. Izuku couldn't help peeking over at the pitiful attempt to seem frustrated by the blonde. Eventually, Himiko dramatically exhaled, causing her cheeks to return to normal. "Fine. You're not as bad as you were back then, but I still heard how you were huffing and puffing at the end!"

"Well, that's because I had to push myself to my limits yesterday. My spot at UA was on the line!" Izuku said as he attempted to defend himself.

"Okay, Mister 'I need to go to the same school as my idol.' How about we try ten laps next time if you can get through today's session without dying." Himiko grinned after her latest comment.

Izuku snorted, "Is this your way of roping me into another training session?"

Himiko giggled before admitting, "Maybe. Did it work?"

It took Izuku a moment to respond. He needed to conceal the fact that the jog was getting to him. "I don't think it's physically possible for me to turn down training.

Their jog soon came to an end as they came towards the starting line for the fifth time. Izuku could feel himself lightly gasping for air while doing his best to hide it. 'I need to talk to All Might about One for All again. Why can't his quirk work the same for me? I want to be able to dash everywhere too.'

Looking over, Izuku could see Himiko had strolled a few paces further ahead. She was waving him over, beckoning him to follow her. 'I wish I could tell her about One for All.' He thought about all his classmates, his mother. 'I wish I could come clean to everyone, but I can't. I can't give away All Might's—"

His thoughts were interrupted by Himiko snapping in Izuku's face to get his attention. "Thinking about something, Izukun?"

"Yeah, it's nothing, though. Let's just get back to training."

Himiko's eyes lingered on him for a second, flushed with worry before allowing a smile to refill her face. "Okay then, we did some cardio, so let's do some strength training!" She poked his bicep. "I want to be strong like you, so let's just do whatever you do."

"Sounds good," Izuku chuckled.

The pair entered the mostly empty gym. It was a far cry from All Might's grand home gym. The equipment suggested its intention was for physical training; there weren't any courses set up for rescue training. Looking around, Izuku could see a few students scattered about either practicing striking dummies or using some free weights.

Heading over to an empty section, Izuku asked, "Have you done weights before?"

"I did it once with my dad when I was younger. I didn't really like it then."

Izuku picked up a barbell, bringing it up to his collarbone. "We'll start with this. You'll want to hold it about here."

"Okay," she chirped while taking the barbell into her hands, mirroring how Izuku had held it. "I mainly do bodyweight stuff and the, um, small weights?"

"You mean dumbbells?" Izuku snorted back. Karma smacked him in the head as a thought flashed back in his mind when he had started training with All Might. Recalling how much of a novice he was just a year ago, he had no room to laugh at her.

"Oh yeah, sure, so what do I do now?" Himiko wondered, unfazed by his remark.

"You push up!" Izuku mimicked the motion, now aware he hadn't shown Himiko the full motion before handing her the bar. Following his movement again, Himiko's arms slowly rose, her face scrunching up from the exertion when reaching the top.

"Hah! Nice Himi. I think that's good for someone who has never done this before? Maybe…" It continued to dawn on Izuku that he had no clue what he was doing. Picking weights up and putting them down was easy for him. Teaching others how to do it, do it the correct way? This task might be a challenge.

"So what's this called?" she asked while setting the bar down.

Izuku crossed his arms with a smug smile; even if he was terrible at explaining it, she seemed interested in learning. "Oh, my trainer called it 'Heroic Lifting' and said it was from America." His eyes shot wide. 'Wait! I shouldn't have. I just—.'

"Oh, who's your trainer? He must be strong, too," Himiko speculated as she bent down to grab the bar again.

Izuku looked away from the girl, trying to hide his flustered face caused by his recent mistake. "H-he prefers to work in private." Suddenly, the sound of Himiko grunting came back, causing him to turn forward again. He found her pushing the bar up and down again. However, this time the movement was smoother, already learning quickly. Still, he spotted something wrong with what she was doing. "Hold on, Himi." She stopped as he placed a hand on her upper back. "You were arching your lower back too much. So I'll keep it here so you can feel how it should be."

"Okay," she grunted before starting to lift again, putting out another ten repetitions before setting the bar down. "You do this every day? I'm so tired after just that!"

"You usually take at least one-day breaks, at least from doing the same thing." He looked down at the bar, scratching the back of his head. "I probably should've told you about doing them in sets. How were you able to do ten more of them so easily?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I had an idea of what I was doing this time. I don't think I could do more without my quirk, though."

"Well, give it a try then," Izuku commanded.

"Okay!" she yelled while squatting down to grab the bar. Springing back up, she moved the bar faster and smoother than before. It was apparent that she was using her quirk, although the blood remained hidden from Izuku.

'Probably just using it to push against the bar in sync.' She dropped back down after another ten reps. Dropping the bar onto the floor.

"Woo! That was hard, but it's also kind of fun," she cheered in between breaths.

Izuku looked back down at the bar, 'Even if she can pull back the blood... I should probably wipe that down.'

The two of them continued with strength training; with each lift, Izuku demonstrated the strength he had built up from the last year. Himiko had a good showing too, proving to be a quick learner, she quickly began learning despite Izuku's inexperience with teaching.

Finally, they had come to their final lift, the back squat. "All right, so this last one will be the back squat," Izuku instructed, placing the barbell onto his back.

"Finally! One, I know." The girl began to squat in front of him with excellent form.

He snorted a little, 'Well, I guess that explains her muscled thighs and butt—Izuku!'

"That's good." He lifted the barbell in front of him and walked behind her. "I don't need to show you the movement then." He placed the barbell down in position, telling her, "Okay, just hold on to that and do what you normally do. The important thing to do is not arch your back."

The girl smoothly went down and then back up. The boy nodded and motioned her to follow him back over to the squat rack. "Shouldn't really load weight while it's on you."

"Why not?" she pondered aloud.

"Because it can be dangerous when you have unbalanced weights," Izuku explained.

"Couldn't that be a good hero training idea then," grinned Himiko, confident in her assessment.

"Hmph. I haven't thought about that. We won't always have ideal conditions in the real world," Izuku conceded while loading on the final plate. "Go again!"

She took a couple of steps back and lowered back to the ground and up again. Rep after rep, she continued until she paused at the bottom. It was only a few moments, but from experience, it had to feel like an eternity. She came up and reracked the weight. "Holy shit, it didn't come up right away. I was terrified," Himiko breathed. Izuku looked at the bar; she could go further.

"I think you could do that again," he simply suggested. 'Plus Ultra.'

Himiko turned around. "I don't… don't think I could—"

He cut her off, assuring her, "I can spot you this time. I'll catch you if you fail."

Himiko bit her lip before turning around. "Okay." She stepped out, and Izuku put his body into position around her. She squatted down, and his body tracked her, and she came up without a hitch. Thankfully, his mind was too consumed with the thought of helping Himiko push her boundaries to think about the position she was in at the time.

Stepping forward, she reracked the weight. Turning around, she grabbed onto Izuku, locking him into a hug. "That was so much easier with you there!"

Izuku hesitated for a moment, flustered by her behavior before he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Knew you could do it..."

As quickly as she had hugged him, she broke it off. "Your turn now! I wanna see how much weight you can squat."

'Heh, this gym doesn't even have any Heroic Bars. So I can't even do my max.'

"Just start throwing weights on until the end. We'll have to find another gym to push myself in the future," Izuku bragged.

"Again? You did that on the deadlift too!" Himiko looked to be in awe at Izuku's statement.

Quickly, they loaded the weights onto the bar, and Izuku began doing his sets. For whatever reason, Himiko decided now to become an impromptu cheerleader for him. With each rep, she kept bouncing back and forth, cheering him on.

Finishing his final set, Izuku reracked the bar and unloaded it with Himiko. "So, that's all I have then."

"Phew! Any more and I might've died." Without missing a beat, Himiko skipped back towards the door. "It's my turn to show you up then!"

She brought him near some benches by the track. "I think it should be fine to do some stretches here." The girl tapped her finger to her cheek, "Hmmm… I know!" The girl bent down and grabbed her ankles, then looked at Izuku through her legs. With a giggle in her voice, she chirped, "Remember this one?"

Izuku swallowed hard, unsure where to look. 'Looking at her eyes means looking at her butt.' Turning to the side, he could feel an incredibly faint heat grace his cheeks. "Yeah, I can probably do better than when we were kids." He bent forward and found himself to be able to barely touch his toes without too much strain.

He heard Himiko walk up. "Hm, good job, but can you do this?" Casually, she dropped into the splits.

Izuku had to consciously clench his jaw to keep it from dropping. 'How can she just do that so casually? Her mom has to have a cat quirk, and she got part of it!' he theorized. Slowly, he spread his legs, pushing himself as far as possible until the strain screamed at him to stop. He looked down at how far he was from completing it. 'About fifteen centimeters.'

He heard a snapping noise, grabbing his attention. "Come on, Izukun, keep up!" Izuku looked up to find her with her foot next to her head. 'No, she's just a straight-up cat. It's the only explanation.'

"Okay!" The boy grabbed his right leg and attempted to lift it. He felt the weight shift awkwardly in his left leg and tried to shift himself back to counteract it. He overdid the movement causing himself to have to make several one-legged hops to find his balance.

Loud, full-bodied laughs came out aimed at him from Himiko. "I think we can say that's a good enough attempt." The girl bent forward again, "Oh, this is another good one." Her hands touched their opposite feet. 'At least she isn't facing away from me this time.' He bent forward to try this next exercise.

The two of them kept at it, leaving Izuku entirely convinced that Himiko was secretly a pretzel with a human quirk.

As the two of them were leaving the gyms outdoor area, he noticed a purple-haired woman jogging onto the course. She appeared to be kitted out with a running strap holding her phone, and her quirk plugged into it. 'Seems like she's a runner.'

Lunch Time

Lazily, Izuku placed the last dish into the washer. He hadn't expected it, but he was feeling tired after his training with Himiko this morning. Turning around, he felt the couches calling his name, tempting him to take a seat.

In one area, a bunch of the men gathered around playing video games. The energy they were displaying was a little more than what he was looking for at the moment. Looking over at the other TV, it appeared that only one person was sitting there, watching an anime. Izuku walked over, the green bob of hair peering over the couch suggested Tsu or Tokage. Rounding the sofa, he was greeted by Tsuyu's stoic face, intensely trained on the TV.

'I'll wait for a break to say anything.'

Izuku sat down, turning his attention to the show. A man with a straw hat fired a rocket fist towards an enemy. Connecting with a satisfying thwack, the fist sent the victim's body spiraling back.

The straw-hatted man pulled his hat back up with a heroic grin. For some reason, Izuku felt like he recognized the character. A dramatic track began as the shot turned back to the victim of the rocket fist. The man slowly stood up from a crater in the ground; a crazed look painted across his face. His chest puffed up before he let out a terrifyingly deranged scream. "Gibbon!"

Izuku gasped. He recognized the character from a show he watched as a child. Was Tsuyu this enthralled by an older show?

The deranged man held out his hand, as lightning began to crackle inside it. As both characters charged at each, the scene abruptly ended with a transition card to a commercial.

"Sorry for ignoring you, but I'm trying to catch back up, Kero," apologized Tsuyu.

"No problem, you looked pretty into—Hold on, catch back up?" His eyes widened in shock at what she had said. "This show's still ongoing?"

"Yeah. It's one of my favorites. My siblings and I always watch it."

"But I remember watching it as a kid, how is it still going on?"

"Cause it's good." Tsuyu shifted to get a better look at Izuku, prompting him to do the same. "Do you have any siblings, Izuku?"

"No I—" Stopping mid-sentence, he considered the question further. He didn't have any siblings with his father leaving so early. It sent a chill down his spine; nobody had an idea of what he was up to nowadays. Who knew, maybe he did have some siblings out there in the world? "I don't think I do."

"Kero." She sat there unmoving for a moment before placing a hand on his shoulder. "Sorry, I should've known."

"It's fine. I just realized that I really don't know. In the spirit of your question, I guess I don't have any siblings."

Music began playing from the TV, signaling that the show was about to start again. Their fight continued, the villain now able to face the hero head-on with the sphere of lightning. Eventually, the villain hit a well-timed attack sending the hero to the ground. It looked like the hero was finished; the only thing the villain needed to do was confirm his kill. However, a monologue began, playing past events of the hero's life. Izuku let out a chuckle as he vaguely recognized some of the scenes. With the monologue finished, the hero stood up, and Izuku scootched forward. Eager to see the battle resume.

Then the episode ended.

"What it can't just end there!" protested Izuku.

Tsu chuckled, "Don't worry. I was behind a few episodes. So we can watch the next one now."

Watching the next episode brought a satisfying conclusion to the battle. The hero eventually found the power to leave a devastating barge of rocket-powered blows to the villain. The man was left a pulverized heap, unable to pose any further threat.

"That was really good, Tsu. I might need to catch back upon it," Izuku admitted.

Tsu gave her version of a smile as her lips ever so slightly curving upwards. "I can lend you my account so you can watch it. But you should know that there's a lot of episodes you need to catch up on."

"True. Maybe I could try starting somewhere other than the beginning?" Izuku mused.

Tsu shrugged. "I couldn't help you, but I need to go now."

"Got it. Later, Tsu." Izuku smiled afterward.

"Later, Izuku, Kero."

Dinner Time

Finishing up making a light dinner of fish and rice, Izuku looked down at the tasty looking dish. Piling it onto a single plate, he scanned the room for a free spot to eat. His gaze snapped to Uraraka, eating by herself at one of the tables. He hesitated for a moment, thinking, 'Should I?' Studying her face, he decided that he had given her enough room. She could always tell him no. Slowly, Izuku approached the table; as he got closer, Uraraka looked up at him. "Hey, mind if I—?"

"Oh yeah, sure!" Uraraka chirped, then quickly scooting her plates a little closer to herself.

Scrambling to sit down from across her, Izuku inquired, "Did you like the quirk assessment?"

It took her a moment to calmly respond, "Yeah. It was cool, you know. Seeing everyone use their quirks." She paused, before stammering out, "Your quirk was really cool too."

"Thanks, everyone's quirks seemed really strong; it was fun seeing everyone think of cool ideas." He gripped his chopsticks a little tightly, grinning. "When you got infinity. It was amazing."

The girl blushed a little and looked away to his side, "Oh, It wa-wasn't that cool. It isn't as flashy as Bakugo's or yours."

"Come on, Uraraka, you literally broke gravity!" he exclaimed.

Uraraka set down her chopsticks as she thoughtfully placed her hand on her chin. "I broke gravity." Her eyes suddenly went wide, and her hands slapped her cheeks as she exclaimed, "Uravity!" Her quirk activated, causing her to begin to float out of her chair. Acting quickly, Izuku stood up in an attempt to catch her, but she stabilized as her legs caught the bottom of the table.

"Are you okay, Uraraka?" Izuku fretted, his hand floating near her, ready to catch her if the situation changed.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just had a great idea." The girl looked down at the table and asked quietly, "Could you catch me when I re-release my quirk?"

Dutifully moving behind her, he answered the call. "Y-yes!" He hooked his arms underneath her shoulders while his mind raced. 'Don't touch them. Don't touch them. Don't touch them.'

Uraraka pressed her hands together while exclaiming, "Release!" prompting her weight to fall into his arms, and for a moment, he thought about how good it felt to hold her. Slowly, he lowered Uraraka into her seat and scurried back to his own as soon as he could. He looked over at the girl with a blush slightly larger than her normal as she ate. 'It felt terrific to hold her like that.'

Ochako seemed to have finished her meal and began to trace the bowl with her chopsticks. "Deku, what do you call your quirk?"

"M-my quirk?" He answered, almost spitting out some food.

While looking down at her bowl, a faint smile painted Uraraka's face as she elaborated, "Yeah, I've been wondering about it. Since…" She paused before blurting out the next part, "since you saved m-me."

"It's called Shadow Spectre." He looked down at his left hand as he made a tattoo appear. "I can give it a goal to do, but they seem to have a mind of their own."

Uraraka's smile beamed a little brighter. "Sounds like a cool rescue quirk! Like mine."

He sat silent for a few moments. No one had ever really thought about his quirk as a rescue quirk before. It did seem like a fair assessment. "Yeah," he eventually agreed.

A short silence gripped the table before Uraraka relit the conversation. "So what did you do today, Deku? I hung out with Tsuyu in the afternoon. We went swimming—" Dramatically, her face dropped against the table as she groaned, "—and I challenged the girl with a frog quirk to a race."

"We have a pool?" Izukus's mind thought of Uraraka and Tsuyu in bikinis. 'Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.' Unfortunately, his mind was currently in revolt, as Ahsido cannonballed into the pool. It only got worse from there as Tokage and Hagakure were not far behind her jumping in as well. Now he was thinking of Uraraka, Tsuyu, Ashido, Tokage, and Hagakure all in bikinis. 'This is getting out of hand. Now there are five of them! And one of them is just a floating bikini!'

Snapping brought him out of the dream world as he saw Uraraka staring at him with her chestnut eyes. "Thinking of something, Deku?"

He looked back at the cute girl whose head tilted in curiosity. "Oh yeah… How good swimming is for you!"

Yeah, Tsuyu said she does it a lot. I…" Her face scrunched up some as she looked down at fidgeting hands. "I never really swam much before."

He studied her pained face as he finished eating. 'Something more to that. I get the feeling I shouldn't push that right now.'

"Hey, Uraraka," he called out while standing up. She looked back up at him, her face still downcasted. "You wanna go look around campus some? See if we can find something cool?"

"Sure!" Her face brightened as she grabbed her dishes.

The two of them quickly washed their dishes before heading outside. Mindlessly walking around, they didn't speak much as they looked at their nearby buildings. Eventually, they happened upon a giant tower.

"What do you think it is?" Izuku asked as they approached the building.

"Dunno, we walked past it on the way to the pool today," Uraraka replied, her hands crossed behind her back as she trailed behind. Izuku slowly pushed open the building's large doors and found a hallway flanked by two stairs going upstairs.

"Let's go up first," Izuku suggested while approaching the stairs. Looking over his shoulder, he could see Uraraka nod as she followed him.

Halfway up the steps, a powerful masculine voice rang out, "POWER!" Quickly followed by a sickening thud of flesh against something hard.

Izuku turned around with one eyebrow raised; the girl frowned back and merely shrugged. They continued up the stairs and found it opened up into a balcony over a large arena.

A blond man looked to be sparring a black-haired man, but it was hard to make out the fighters' details.

"Are they using their quirks?" The girl asked, leaning further on the balcony in a vain attempt to get a better view.

The boy tapped the balcony as he began to lean as well. "Doesn't look like they are, but who knows what their quirks are." He squinted his eyes at the people, able to make out that they looked like older students. "They look older."

"Hm, probably. Maybe they're upperclassmen." Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Uraraka's cheeks puff up. "I think Yaoyaorozu said upperclassmen move in today."

A sudden flurry of action occurred where the blond man got kneed in the stomach as his fist connected with the black-haired man's face. A loud exclamation of "POW—GLAH—ERR" boomed out from the blond man as they clashed.

Uraraka giggled, "Wanna find something else? Maybe I can show you the pool I was at this morning."

Izuku's gaze lingered on the men for a few moments. 'Just got back to school and already sparring… Such dedication!' He gripped a fist close to his chest as he turned around. "Sure!" His mind was still occupied by the men sparing. 'Our upper classmates are an inspiration!'

The two exited the arena with Uraraka in the lead, walking a little further down the path, led to a large outdoor swimming area. Izuku walked up to the side of the pool, staring at the massive amount of lanes. "Uraraka! How large is this pool!?"

Ochako walked up next to Izuku as they looked at the pool together. "Tsuyu said it's large enough to allow an entire class swim at once and then some…" The girl tapped her cheek with one finger as she thought. "I think she said it was up to thirty lanes so that there's always room for students to swim."

"Everything is excessive here. UA really tries to go all out on everything!" Izuku looked at the few people swimming laps. "I never really did much swimming in my routine. It'd probably be helpful to incorporate into my routine."

"Same! Well, I never really got to swim much at all. Before today I hadn't gone swimming since I learned how to." Izuku looked over at the girl whose lips again pulled into a frown. She held that look for a moment before smiling back at the boy. "Oh, I know, why don't we go swimming tomorrow!"

Izuku took a half step back as he felt his face flush some. 'Swimming with Uraraka?' He began to sputter out words that formed nothing similar to a coherent response. Uraraka started waving her hands in front of her face in a vain attempt to hide her growing blush.

She spat out an incoherent wave of words until she finally got control of her tongue. "Not just us! We can have Toga and Tsuyu come too!"

Izuku bit his lip as he calmed himself down. "Uh, yeah, th-that sounds fun!" The boy began to scratch the back of his head. 'At least I won't be alone with one girl, although now, I'm going to be around three of them.' Stopping his thoughts, he resolved to move on. "So we don't have swimsuits…"

The girl nodded. "Yeah, let's keep going."

The pair left the Swimming Area and continued to meander down the UA Campus path. Eventually, a wooded area cropped up on the right side of the trail. Looking at the nearby trees, his eyes trailed further down the track. The trees seemed endless, causing their view obscured when the path appeared to curve into the forest. "Wow, UA is massive, I wonder if there is even a point to this?"

"Hmm… Maybe some kind of search and rescue area? And yeah, I never thought I would be at a school this large," she agreed.

Looking at the path's left side, Izuku didn't see any new buildings to check out. Izuku scrunched up his nose, who knew how long the path through the woods would be, and would it even yield anything? It was probably best to just head back or find a new way to explore. "Hey, Uraraka, I don't think there—"

A loud boom rang out to their right, causing a temporary loss of hearing. Izuku jerked his head to the right, to see a flaming metal wheel bouncing at a frightening speed in their direction. Izuku moved in front of Ochako, ready to catch the wheel. Thankfully, it passed by them, although Izuku stood vigilante, prepared to catch any other debris.

It never came; instead, a person darted out of the forest, paying no attention where they were running. The person appeared entirely focused on sprinting after the flaming wheel, so much so that they ran right into Izuku. Izuku, unprepared for the person sprinting into him, fell onto the ground with them on top of him.

His head hitting the hard path, caused a momentary loss of all of his senses. First, his hearing recovered from the explosion. He could hear an unsteady cry from Uraraka as her voice was only able to make an extended, "Ah!" over and over again.

Slowly, Izuku opened his eyes, finding a blurry looking pink-haired woman on top of him. 'Ashido?' Eventually, his vision cleared bit by bit, and Izuku could make out that she did not have pink skin. However, her eyes were just as unique as Ashido's; they appeared to be in a crosshair shape. Even stranger, they appeared to be growing larger and smaller as they darted around, looking at him. His gaze finally continued to drop, and as his eyes made contact with the covered breasts pressed against his body. At this moment, his sense of touch finally came back online.

His eyes flicked back as he tried his best to avoid thinking about the girl lying on top of him. A new voice began to speak, presumably the girl who seemed unconcerned to be on top of him. "You seem like a hero course student. And judging by your body—" Her voice seemed to go up an octave. "you might be a good one!" He felt her hands press into his chest as she raised her head, bringing her face back into his view. "I think we'd make a good team, you could be the hero, and I could be your personal support equipment manufacturer."

"That's a cool offer and all, but you should get off of him!" Uraraka yelled out, her voice shrill. The pink-haired woman casually looked up from him at Uraraka, her eyes zooming in and out on Uraraka.

She sat up, removing the chest to chest contact that was present before but replacing it with her bottom. Thankfully, she chose Izuku's stomach to sit on, sparing him the embarrassment of her sitting in his crotch. She seemed to not care at all that she was sitting on top of a stranger; instead, she started to rapidly jabber at Ochako, "Oh, you look like the strong hero type too." The girl shifted back in excitement, causing Izuku's face to turn an even brighter shade of red as he shut his eyes tight. "Maybe you could both be shining examples of—"

Uraraka cried out, advising the woman, "You should probably get off him all the way!"

"Hm?" Izuku could feel her gaze turn back towards him as he struggled with being a blushing mess on the ground. "I guess I can." Izuku could feel the pressure of her rear leave his stomach as the woman stood up. "As I was saying, though, if you all need support equipment, you should come to me. I can guarantee with my babies that you two will become top heroes in no time!"

Izuku's eyes shot wide open as he looked at the pink girl now standing over him, hand-stretched out for him. 'Babies?'

"What do you mean, babies!?" Uraraka yelped.

"My babies! My babies are going to be what helps make you two top heroes." Without missing, she began to look past Uraraka with her eyes zooming in. "Speaking of which, I wonder where my latest baby has gone off too. I was running after it before I stumbled upon this great opportunity." Izuku, having calmed himself now enough, took Mei's hand, who was surprisingly able to help him up easily.

"I-I guess, I could check out your support equipment if I find short-shortcomings in my hero gear," Izuku stuttered.

The girl slapped her hands onto his shoulder in response. "Perfect! Well, my lab is currently located in my room, so when you two decide on using greatness, come stop by there." The girl let go of his shoulders and backed up. "It's 1-H, room 3-C! If I'm not there, just ask someone for Hatsume Mei!" Strutting in the flaming wheel's direction, Hatsume began to leave, uncaring about the bewildered state she left them in.

"Uh, I'm Midoriya Izuku!" Izuku called out as she left, unsure if she was even paying attention.

As she departed, another loud boom echoed in the direction of the wheel's destruction. "Ah, the sound of progress!" Mei loudly sighed as she dashed off in the direction of the renewed explosion.

Uraraka rushed over to Izuku, her permanent blush larger than usual. "Are you okay, Izuku!?" Her eyes began darting over, looking for any injuries.

"Yeah, she seemed… enthusiastic?" The man replied while rubbing his wrists as he pondered on what the heck just happened.

"And incredibly dangerous!" The girl exclaimed, her eyes opened wide, "She just casually has flaming wheels exploding around campus."

"I guess so, but ma-maybe that's how we make progress?" Uraraka's face took on a mortified appearance at Izuku's suggestion. He couldn't help but chuckle a little at her face, "What? Do you think she would have some kind of bomb in her room?"

"YES!"

A/N: Thank you for all your reviews!

Thanks to cd22 for editing.