"Tooru!" Tooru was awakened by her bed shaking. She mumbled grumpily before feeling her roommates body fall onto hers and hug her fiercely. "Tooru! I can't believe what you did!"

"What did I do?" Tooru whined sleepily. "And why did it deserve this reaction?" She was still groggy from last night. Her body was trapped between the blanket and Ochako's body, and her friend's excited bouncing was still shaking her.

"I went to pay for my half iof the rent and found out that covered us for the next few months!" Ochako's exclaimation was right in Tooru's ear and she playfully pushed her friend's face away.

"It's too early for you to be this excited," Tooru told her with a laugh.

"I can't help it!" Ochako said. "I was so worried that I wouldn't be able to pay rent and help my parents, then you come in like my knight in shining armor."

Tooru laughed at her friend's excitement. "I just don't like watching you struggle so much."

"Where did you even get the money?" Ochako was still holding her tight. Tooru enjoyed her friends embrace, even if she was still squealing in her ear.

"I asked for an advance at work," Tooru told her.

"You did that for me? You're the best friend in the world, Tooru!"

She laughed more. "You work too hard all the time. I wanted to give you a break."

"What would I do without you?" Ochako questioned, joiming in Tooru's laugher as she finally relaxed her hold and released the invisible girl from her embrace.

"Starve, probably," Tooru answered. She sobered as her laughter died off, pushing herself into an upright position. "Listen, you were a life saver to me first. No one wants to give an apartment to someone they can't see. No one believes in a blank face. I'd be sneaking into apartments and living in some strangers attic pretending to be a ghost if it wasn't for you."

"Don't talk like that," Ochako told her.

"It's true," she insisted. She'd already begun to start scouting out places that would be easy to break into when she'd learned that Ochako was looking for a place. They hadn't been close then, just friendly acquaintances, but Ochako couldn't afford a place on her own and Tooru had money that no one would take. They'd planned it to be temporary, but once they got along well, they realized that it didn't have to be.

Ochako gave her a sympathetic smile, placing her hand on Tooru's arm and sliding it down until she was holding her hand.

"I know that you want to say that you'll pay me back," Tooru said. "But don't. I don't want you to pay me back. Don't worry about any of this for a while. Worry about yourself and your parents and trying to save money when you can."

"Tooru, I can't rely on you forever," Ochako said. "I already rely on you way too much."

"Are we best friends, or aren't we?" Tooru demanded.

"Of course we are!"

"Then rely on me," she said. "I haven't been doing my best for a long time now and you've been doing nothing but your best for as long as I've known you. So I'm going to support you more because you're always supporting me."

Ochako smiled at her. "At least let me make you breakfast in the bed. It's the least I can do to pay you back."

"I won't turn down anything that let's me stay in bed longer," Tooru told her.

Ochako laughed as she bounced herself out of bed. "Any request?"

"Pancakes," Tooru told her. "The sweetest pancakes known to man."

"Coming right up!"

"Sorry I'm late," Izuku said as he sat down at the table with his friends. Shinso looked up from his phone and Hatsume waved.

They sitting in the outdoor section of the restaurant. It was a little chilly, but that helped to assure that their relative privacy. Only a few were sitting outside with them and none of them were closer than a table away.

"Come on, Midoriya," Shinso said with an eye roll. "What kind of world is this where I arrive someplace before you do?"

"I know, I know," Izuku said with an apologetic smile. "I had a late night yesterday and I overslept."

"That's not like you," Hatsume said. "The Midoriya that I know is organized to a fault and usually early."

"Even when it's really annoying," Shinso added.

"Didn't you have a job yesterday?" Hatsume asked. "Don't tell me you've been behind on work."

"No, not behind," he said.

"I sense a story," Shinso grinned. He sat up and leaned forward attentively. "Let's order first." He got the attention of a passing waiter, waiting until they had all ordered and the man had departed before resuming the conversation. He put his elbows on the table, cradling his chin in his hand as he focused on Izuku. "Alright, what's been happening."

Izuku bit his lips. "Should we really be talking about this?"

"Half the reason we meet up is talk about this," Shinso told him.

"And here I thought it was because of friendship," Izuku deadpanned.

"This is friendship!"

"Come on, Midoriya," Hatsume added. "If you can't tell us, who can you tell?"

Izuku sighed. "Alright." His eyes darted around a moment, checking that no one was in ear shot. "The last few jobs I went on were a little... was this other..." He hesitated to say the word thief and changed tracks. "There was someone else there. This... amateur."

Shinso laughed. "How bad were they that Good Manners Midoriya is calling them an amateur?"

"You don't understand, Shin," Izuku groaned. "She touched everything, tripped alarms, didn't seem to have anything resembling a plan, it was awful."

"If she's that bad, she'll probably be caught soon," Hatsume said.

"It doesn't seem like it," he said. "She said that she'd been doing this for a while."

"What did she look like?" Shinso questioned.

"I don't know."

"That's oddly unobservant of you, Midoriya," Hatsume said. She gestured to the approaching waiter and a short silence descended as they waited for their food to be delivered. Once the waiter left, Izuku continued.

"She was invisible," he told them. "Called herself Femme Fatale."

"An invisible thief," Shinso hummed. "Sounds familiar."

"You've run into her more than once, you said?" Hatsume asked.

"Yeah. I helped her escape," he admitted.

"Why would you do that?" Shinso questioned.

Izuku couldn't help the blush that colored his face. "I just... didn't want her to get caught."

"You have a crush on your invisible rival," Shinso laughed.

"I-I do not!"

"Hey, if you want a new partner, I'm pretty sure I know where she works," Shinso told him. "I could give her your number, maybe set you up on date."

"D-don't tease me, Shin."

"I'm serious," Shinso insisted.

Midoriya doesn't need to be working with amateurs," Hatsume said.

"Having an invisible partner could come in handy," Shinso shrugged. "And if she's rough around the edges, that could mean she's more moldable and teachable."

"Do you honestly believe that, Shinso?" Hatsume questioned.

"What I believe isn't important, Shinso said, waving off her words. "This is about what Midoriya wants."

"What I want is to eat lunch," Izuku told him.

Shinso shrugged. "Suit yourself. Just remember my offer, if you need it."

"Why the fuck are we getting this call so late?" Bakugo asked, slamming the door as he got out of the car.

Momo winced at the sound, moving at a much more sedate pace as she got out the car and caught up to her partner. "They thought it was a normal robbery at first," she explained. "They found the apology note rather late."

Bakugo looked even more upset at her explanation. "What kind of fucking half assed-"

"Could you please show a little restraint?" she asked with a sigh.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets. "If you want me to be polite, you should just leave me in the car."

She shook her head, a small smile on her lips. "As if you'd ever stay in the car."

The small jewelry store was a mess. Several display cases had been broken open and the broken glass littered the floor. The jewelry had been carelessly collected, some pieces were on the ground near their display cases.

She flashed her badge when she arrived. "Detectives Yaoyorozu and Bakugo," she announced. "Please show us where you found the apology note."

The side of the store where the apology note was found had been found looked very different. Everything still looked neat and untouched. Only a single thing seemed to be missing and there was no visible sign of tampering on the case.

"Surveillance?" Bakugo asked while she looked around the display case.

"It was disabled somehow."

""Of course it was," Bakugo grumbled.

"It does seem like the work of our thief," Momo said. "And she was kind enough to leave her usual card."

"So what?" he questioned. "She does this side perfectly calm and makes a mess on the other side of the store?"

"The alarm was tripped. Could it have been panic?" she mused.

"No way," Bakugo said. "This is too neat. Tells me that she was already done before the alarm went off."

"Two thieves then," Momo concluded. "Our thief must have come first and someone else later."

"I don't believe in coincidences," Bakugo said.

"Nothing else fits as of now," She told him. "If she can disable cameras there's no way a simple alarm would trip her up, and I can't see our thief working with someone that would."

"This shit is a pain in my ass,"

Momo didn't want to agree with her foulmouthed partner, but she couldn't deny the sentiment.