"You're going to law school?!" Ochako apologized as the waiter shushed her. She nearly spit her water clear across the table. Deku chuckled nervously.

"Well, I graduated last week, and the diploma finally came so… I've been thinking about it, you know?"

"I kinda always forget you've been in school." Ochako admitted sheepishly. Deku smiled.

"Online classes make it easy to forget. But yeah, I think… law school may be the easiest way for me to help people. It's not the police, or heroism, but I can still do my part." Ochako grinned.

"Of course that's your answer. You can do it, Deku-kun! I know you can." He smiled. She gasped. "Wait! You graduated? And didn't tell us?!"

"W-well it's only online classes…!" An idea came to mind, so Ochako pouted a bit but eventually she just sighed and tried to fake her way through.

"Well… fine. But I think we should have celebrated."

"…Uraraka-san, you're plotting something aren't you?"

"No…!"

"Uraraka-san…" Deku pouted. Ochako rolled her eyes, though she couldn't help that his pouting did pull a string or two.

"Well even if I was, are you going to stop me? Everyone else will insist as well." Deku's face wrinkled as he began thinking. After a minute of hushed muttering, he grinned. Ochako felt a chill go down her spine.

Deku was smirking at her.

"Deku-kun…?"

"If you're going to plan something, let me do it."

"Eh?"

"You're right." He smiled, but the mischievous spark didn't leave his eyes. "People will want to do something for me, so I'll let everyone know. But don't go out of your way, all right? I'll handle it if they want to celebrate."

"Um… okay?" Ochako wasn't sure what to make of that.

Their late meal came to an end and they parted ways. For a few days she forgot all about it. Work consumed her, though they messaged one another constantly. After a week, he told her that everyone had indeed wanted to celebrate and that they'd hold it at Kaminari's place in a few days. Ochako agreed willingly and chatted with him for a bit, then with the girls for a while. Suddenly, her next week was packed. Momo and Tsuyu took her shopping, and even when Momo paid for the dress Ochako didn't think much of it. Mina made a point to invite them all over the night before, minus Deku, for a girls' night. It had been a while, and they had fun.

When the day came, it bugged Ochako. Something about it was important, but she wasn't sure what. That evening she got off work early and headed for Kaminari's bar, only to find the door locked. No one responded to her messages, leaving her stranded for five minutes or so before someone behind her cleared his throat. Ochako spun and…

Deku beamed.

"Did I keep you waiting long?" In all her time knowing him, Deku hadn't dressed up more than a long-sleeved shirt and cargo pants. Ochako was used to baggy clothing hiding him from the crowd and wild hair flowing almost down to his shoulders.

This was most certainly not her Deku.

The suit clung to him in all the right places. A black suit coat, buttoned once, and long black slacks showed off a young man who was… dashing. Long wild green curls were replaced with a cleaner, slightly less wild haircut that made it impossible for him to hide his eyes. He was a head taller than her, she realized suddenly. Despite his lithe frame, his dark green shirt was tight across his chest. When he relaxed, it was like a model had stepped out of a magazine.

Ochako drank in the sight of him hungrily, but after the shock wore off she noticed the little things. He unbuttoned the coat using his right hand, the broken hand, and smoothed the black tie falling from his neck. A quick look up and down the street here, some nervous shifting from foot to foot. Tension rolled over him every other second, as if he wasn't used to being dolled up and exposed.

Maybe it was her Deku… Though she wasn't sure when he'd gone and gotten so…

"Um, Ur-Uraraka…? Are you alright…?" Reality hit her like a train. She blushed frantically as she realized the truth of the last few days.

"D-Deku-kun! What's going on?" He jumped a bit when he caught the fierceness behind her glare.

Definitely my Deku.

"Well, I… Um…" He seemed to realize he was twitching and calmed down, then took a deep breath. "I asked everyone to come later… If you don't want to stay, that's okay, but I asked Kaminari-kun to, um, set a table for two…"

"Everyone else is coming later? Why…" The last of his words ran through her mind and she began to blush in earnest this time. "Deku-kun…?"

"I'm asking if you'd have dinner with me, Uraraka-san." He smiled a nervous little smile. "A proper one. I like you, Uraraka-san."

"D-Deku-kun…" He grew more and more twitchy as the moments passed, until she finally get her breath back. "Um… I'd like that… To have dinner, I mean."

"R-really…?! I, I mean great! Um, then…" he pulled out his phone and shot off a message. A few minutes later the door opened with a click and a waiter opened it for them.

The club was low lit, and the table was perfect. Ochako wasn't sure she liked it, but when Deku pulled out her chair she grinned and let it all go. She'd enjoy this if it killed her.

Half way through the dinner, she asked him.

"Deku-kun, why wait till today to ask? You were so excited last week." Something was bugging her, in the back of her mind. He grinned, and the same mischievous light from their last meeting came back mixed with the sparks she'd fallen in love with over the years.

"Today is our anniversary." Her eyes widened. As she gasped he chuckled. "I mean, today is the day we first met. Three years ago, you took down a villain and we bumped into one another on the scene."

Ochako smiled and blushed. Her hand slid across the table and traced his hand, lacing her fingers with his when he met her actions.

"We took down a villain, Deku-kun. We're partners after all…"