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THAT SAME NIGHT

Toshinori couldn't recall the last time he went on a date with a woman, or if ever. All his energy was devoted to becoming the Symbol of Peace for people across Japan and those around the world in need of someone capable of supporting them through difficult times. As a result of his dedication, this meant his social life suffered greatly during three years at U.A and post-high school, and being the primary reason for his lack of experience with people in a casual setting, especially with women.

Then it was almost impossible to explain why someone as beautiful as Mikado, the name of the woman with short, brown hair, who happens to be his date for the evening, even bothered to settle for someone such as himself. Honestly, he looked nothing more than a man more sickly and in need of medical help than to be on a date tonight. Yet, sitting across from him was a woman who could have any man she wanted without even raising a finger.

Not to say Toshinori was complaining about the rather enjoyable evening he's been sharing with Mikado. At first, she asked if this was his first date in a long time, making the number one hero wonder if he was being too transparent about his inexperience. He did his best to answer the question without really trying to lie about it, especially since it would require him talking about where most of his time was spent these days.

From that point onward, Toshinori found it more and more difficult to deny how much he was actually enjoying the evening with the beautiful brunette sitting across from him. She was quite friendly, never seeming to ask anything too personal about him, and took pleasure in teasing him in a variety of ways. If he was being honest with himself, Toshinori could say without a doubt he's never met anyone like Mikado in his life before.

As the night went along, Toshinori manages to learn a few things about the gorgeous brunette such as her time traveling the globe, obtaining a medical degree and license, and her decision to move to Japan with her friend, who happens to be Naomasa's date for the evening.

Though when she grew curious about his personal life, Toshinori decided to reveal a few things about his past that he deemed was appropriate enough to share in public. The information certainly wasn't enough to make a connection between his base form and his muscled form well-known by the people of Japan.

Out of everything he did reveal to Mikado, it was the information about him being Quirkless that seem to grab the woman's attention the most.

"Really? You're Quirkless?" she asked, simply out of curiosity more than anything else.

Toshinori nodded, hardly taking offense to her question, "Yeah, being Quirkless wasn't all that rare when I was growing up as a kid in this country. Sure, it was still something people didn't see happen all to often, but it did happen."

When he finished answering her question, Toshinori felt a bit compelled to ask her the same question, "And what about you?"

Mikado smiled back at him, "It's nothing fancy, Toshinori," she said before lifting her hand and pulling back some of her hair. The brunette gestured towards her ear, which appeared more Elf-like than anything else. "I can hear a lot better than most people," Mikado briefly explained to him.

A few moments later, Mikado let her short, brown hair cover her ear once more. She had leaned forward a bit, allowing Toshinori to get a glimpse of her cleavage, making it difficult for the number one hero to look back at the beautiful woman without looking too nervous. Much to his embarrassment, it seemed like Mikado had caught onto his nervous deposition and decided to take advantage of this opportunity.

"See something you like, Toshinori," she couldn't help but tease the man sitting across from her.

The number one hero felt a sense of anxiety flow through his veins, making it difficult to respond to the woman's teasing remark. Looking for some help from his best friend, Toshinori wanted Naomasa to save him from the embarrassing situation he's gotten himself into with Mikado. Although, it appeared as if his friend was far too busy with his date, seeing as how they were laughing and looked like they were having a good time.

'M-Maybe I should try and enjoy the night with Mikado,' Toshinori thought as he looked back at his date for the evening.

Deciding to take his own advice, Toshinori tried his hardest to enjoy the rest of the evening with the gorgeous brunette. Eventually, he began to relax once more as the of them began talking about a variety of topics from personal stories to hobbies they personally enjoyed in their spare time. However, when they talked about their jobs, Toshinori was surprised to hear she was recently hired as a nurse for a high school in the local area.

A sense of curiosity filled the man and voiced it, "What school hired you?"

Mikado's answer made Toshinori's blood run cold, "U.A High, if you can believe that."

"R-Really?" Toshinori said, trying to keep his nerves in check after hearing such an answer. "I hear that its a, uh, really difficult school to get a job at."

His words weren't wrong, U.A hardly ever had job openings, and it was considered impossible for people who have never worked either in a school setting or have experience as a hero. The worst part about finding out where she was currently working, was that Toshinori was going to become a new teacher for the incoming group of freshmen. Instead of looking for a job, he had been offered an opportunity by the school principal to work as a teacher to help with his 'condition' and find his successor.

Although, there was no need to find a successor after making the decision to make Izuku Midoriya the next wielder of One for All. On the other hand, Toshinori didn't deny the opportunity to teach the next generation of heroes about the dangers they would face in their careers and it gave him a chance to think about his own future as All Might as well as what would come next for him.

"Toshinori?"

Hearing someone call out to him, the man looked up and saw Mikado staring at him with some concern as he realized he hadn't said anything for the last few minutes. It wasn't just Mikado as Tearju, the name of Naomasa's date, also wondered what caused him to become so quiet.

"Toshinori has a bad habit of thinking a bit too much," Naomasa said, cutting into the silence that had settled upon the table.

Agreeing with his friend, Toshinori looked at Mikado with a sheepish smile on his face, "Sorry, that happens a lot to me. Didn't mean to scare any of you."

Naomasa patted his friend on the shoulder, "No need to apologize, Toshinori."

After that brief incident during dinner, the rest of the evening went off without too much issue and it wasn't too long until the four of them decided to call it a night. Toshinori and Naomasa split the bill, the former wanted to pay for the entirety of it but the latter refused to let his friend pay for everything, especially when it was his idea to ask Toshinori in the first place.

Once everything had been paid for, the four individuals gathered their things before leaving the restaurant, stepping out into the cool night. Tearju and Naomasa said they were going to an izakaya nearby, mostly wanting to get some more time alone together.

As for Toshinori, this was when his inexperience reared its ugly head as he didn't know what to do. The man felt like he should ask to see if Mikado wanted to do something else or if she wanted to retire for the evening.

"Uh..." he looked at her, trying to remain as calm as he possibly could, "...I was wondering if you wanted to do something else...with me?"

Mikado walked a bit closer to Toshinori, grabbing his hands and intertwining her fingers with his. Her action made the number one hero looked at her, not bothering to hide his surprise.

"What?" Mikado said when she saw the surprise on his face and smiled at him, "You know, I don't mind spending more time with a man I find interesting."

Scratching the back of his head in confusion, "You, a very beautiful woman, find me...interesting?"

Adding to his shock was when Mikado nodded to his question without any hesitation. Before he even had a chance to respond, the beautiful brunette suddenly leaned closer, squishing her 'assets' right up against Toshinori's arm.

'W-W-What is this F-FEELING?!' he mentally screamed, unable to believe this entire moment was happening between him, a man who seemed so sickly like he belonged in a hospital and the most beautiful woman he had ever gotten to meet in his life. This thought was amplified when he looked down and saw the green eyes of Mikado gazing up at him, a scene which caused him to go weak in the knees.

"Does this..." she pressed herself closer to his arm, "...answer your question?"

Her action was enough to leave the man speechless for what seemed like an eternity until she spoke up, "If this is too much, I can stop...if you want unless..."

Toshinori shook his head, "N-No! I-It's fine with m-me."

"That's good," she replied, adjusting her hold on his arm. "I wasn't really planning on letting go anyway."

Realizing there was little to no point in denying what Mikado wanted from him, Toshinori and his date for the evening had started walking away from the restaurant, enjoying the cool night air. Meanwhile, there was a conflict taking place inside the number one hero's mind; tell the woman to let go of him because he'll die from embarrassment or remain quiet and enjoy having a beautiful girl hanging from his arm.

Among the many thoughts running amok in his mind, only one stood out.

"Is it okay for me to be selfish?" he muttered, making sure Mikado didn't hear his thoughts. However, it appeared the hero-in-disguise forgot about her Quirk and was caught off guard when she voiced her thought.

"Being selfish is normal, Toshinori. There's nothing wrong with wanting something for yourself," the brunette motioned towards the way she was holding his arm. "As you can see for yourself; I'm not hiding my selfishness."

As he heard those words, it reminded the man of what he sacrificed to become the symbol he sought to create long ago, which meant throwing away his chance at having a somewhat normal life, even for the standards of a Pro-Hero in this day and age. Outside of work, some heroes had families, some had side jobs to keep themselves preoccupied, and others did what they could to cope with the stress of being a hero.

Toshinori enjoyed none of these things as he was constantly on the look-out for crime, especially when considering the defeat of him led to a surge of criminals everywhere as they all believed to have a chance to take over what was left of the man's criminal empire. So, the idea of being selfish was quite a foreign concept to Toshinori.

He took one more glance at Mikado, "Is this alright?" he muttered, clearly referring to just more than the close proximity of each other.

The woman rolled her eyes in a playful manner, "Of course it is, dummy. Most men I've seen show little to no hesitation to get close to me. Yet, you seem reluctant to do so. Almost makes me wonder if you find me attractive at all."

"It's not that I don't find you attractive..." he took another glance at Mikado, "...because I certainly do. I've just never had the opportunity to start looking if I'm being honest."

Mikado had met a lot of people during her time on Earth, but none have caught her interest like the man she was holding right now. Toshinori Yagi looked like a man who seems to have experienced a few things in his life and choose to stand on his own, rather than ask for help. And it wasn't out of arrogance or selfishness, but a sense of duty…

'Look at me, getting all riled up by a man I just met tonight,' Mikado thought as she rested her head against his arm. '...Though I wouldn't mind exploring a relationship with a man like Toshinori.'

"By the way," she said, catching the attention of Toshinori, "Would you ever feel like doing something like this again? Doesn't have to be dinner, it could be anything you want."

Her question caught him off-guard, forcing him to think on the spot. "Well, I did enjoy tonight," admitted Toshinori, who wasn't against the idea of spending more time with Mikado. He knew what his answer was, but just felt a bit...nervous to say it.

An awkward smile appeared on his face, "I wouldn't mind spending time with you if you can believe that."

In response to his answer, Mikado stood on her toes and kissed the hero-in-disguise on the cheek. She then whispered in his ear, "And would you believe me if I said I love to spend more time with you, Mr. Toshinori Yagi."

Before he had a chance to respond, she moved away from him and pulled him forward. In Mikado's mind, the night was still young and an opportunity to learn more about Toshinori was all she needed to know...

X-X-X

AROUND THE SAME TIME

"I'm so exhausted..." Izuku softly muttered, wanting nothing more than to get home and get some much-needed sleep for his sake. Although, the young man quickly remembered his night was far from over as he knew his mother was going to interrogate him as to what happened tonight.

How was he gonna explain everything that had happened to him? Izuku couldn't just say Lala had just magically appeared in his closet because of some invention and was being chased by some strange men in suits. Let alone the encounter with All Might saving him, Lala, and Kacchan from whatever it is those men were planning on doing with him and his childhood friend/bully for doing what they did to them. If Izuku was being honest, he had a feeling Kacchan would've gotten the worst of it.

Suddenly, he heard the familiar gentle tone of Lala, "A-Are you okay, Izuku?"

It was strange to hear the girl call him by his name. Shortly after All Might had left them alone, Lala had asked him for his name, causing some embarrassment for Izuku as he realized he never told the girl his name during the entire encounter with those men.

'What am I going to do?! My mom is going to freak out!' Izuku did his best to remain calm, but it looks like Lala was able to see the signs of distress from the way he's shaking and an apprehensive expression on his face.

A part of Lala felt guilty for dragging Izuku into the mess involving her family, knowing that because he and the two other Earthlings defended her from papa's men, they were now going to be on their radar going forward. She didn't want anyone getting hurt, but when she tried explaining the fallout of his actions for protecting her, Izuku didn't seem to hesitate when explaining his actions.

'If you really are an alien, then you should know on this world; heroes never turn their backs on people who need saving, Lala. My dream has always been to help people, even if I can't hold a candle to what Kacchan or All Might did for us earlier.'

Those words made Lala look at Izuku in a different light compared to earlier. She remembered the terrified expression on his face, unable to move from the door like he was glued to it. Then, he seems to gather the courage to try and help her when she needed it the most, something no one would've done for her back on Deviluke.

As they reached the floor of the apartment Izuku and his mother lived on, the two of them walked over until they reached the door to the apartment unit. This was when Lala decided to thank Izuku for what he had done for her. She reached out and grabbed his hand, making the young boy wonder what was wrong with her.

"L-Lala? Is everythi-" he never got a chance to continue speaking when he felt a pair of lips on his cheek, making his eyes go wide in shock. When an embarrassed Lala stepped away from Izuku, who was left in a frozen state.

Seeing his reaction, Peke felt like voicing its personal thoughts, "Lady Lala, was the gesture really appropriate?"

Lala smiled at the boy who remained frozen and a shade of crimson covering his cheeks, "Maybe he's the one for me," the pink-haired princess replied, "No one had ever done anything like that for me before."

"I'm well aware of his action, lady Lala," Peke replied, still unsure about her creator's actions. "All I'm saying is to be careful."

The princess of Deviluke knew where her creation was coming from, "Don't worry about me, Peke. I doubt Izuku would do anything bad against me."

Peke knew her creator could take care of herself, but Lala's trusting nature was something to be concerned about sometimes, especially when it can lead to trouble if she doesn't learn to look beyond a person's appearance or their actions. As for its opinion on the young boy known as Izuku, Peke was definitely hoping the boy was a good person if his actions were anything to by.

"Okay," Peke sighed, knowing its words may or may not be taken seriously by its creator, "I'll trust your judgment on him, lady Lala."

Happy to her creation's faith in her judgment, Lala placed her focus back on the boy who was in the middle of dying from embarrassment.

"A-A-A g-girl k-k-kissed me..." he muttered, refusing to say it any louder.

What neither of them realized was someone had been watching them this entire time. Standing at the entrance to the apartment unit, it was a rather short woman who resembled Izuku in a few ways from the green and black hair color to their dark green eyes. When Lala turned to face the woman, she suspected this was Izuku's mother.

"Hi! I'm Lala," she greeted the older woman with a bright smile while waving.

The woman waved back awkwardly, "H-Hello."

Around the same time, Izuku had snapped out of his stupor and realized the situation happening right before his eyes. His mother must have seen everything that had happened, including when Lala had kissed him on the cheek. The young boy turned to face his mother, "M-Mom...I, uh, think I need to tell you s-something important."

Inko looked at her son, feeling unsure about how she should be feeling about the situation. There was a part of her that wanted to scold Izuku for coming home so late, but when she saw his book-bag inside his room, the mother became concerned about her son. So, the woman decided to throw the thought of scolding him out the window and burst into tears.

"D-D-Don't ever s-s-scare me like that, my sweet little boy!" she wrapped her arms around Izuku, crying in such a comical fashion Lala almost couldn't believe it was happening right before her own eyes.

It was enough to make Peke comment on the scene, "I knew Earthlings were different, lady Lala. But this is a tad too much."

Apparently, it seemed like Peke's comment about the two hadn't gone unnoticed when Izuku's mother stopped crying out of nowhere and looked at Lala, who was still watching the scene between the mother and son. This was when Inko stood up, putting herself between Izuku and Lala.

"W-Who was that?" Inko may not hesitate to show her love for Izuku, but it didn't mean she was going to sit back and allow anything to happen to her son if there was anything she could about it. After all, it was a mother's responsibility to protect their child from harm's way, and Inko knew her son faced a tough childhood when the doctor diagnosed him as Quirkless.

She wasn't about to let anything happen to him if this girl was going to bring nothing but trouble to them. "Look, my son has been through a lot and he doesn't need any more trouble."

Her words made Lala flinch, realizing the validity of his mother's words, but was surprised when Izuku spoke in her defense.

"W-Wait! It's not like that, mom!" Izuku rushed past his mother, placing himself between his mother and Lala. "There's an explanation for everything, I promise!"

For much of his life, Izuku saw himself as the timid boy of the class, refusing to do anything to catch any attention from the other kids. His mother became aware of his lonely childhood when his elementary school brought to her attention the bullying from other kids like Bakugo and his friends. In the back of her mind, Inko felt as if Izuku kept these incidents to himself after what had happened shortly following their visit to the doctor about his Quirk not having manifested by the age four. There was a small part of her which had given up on the chance of Izuku getting a Quirk to call his own, especially when his dream was to become a Pro-Hero like his idol All Might.

In her mind, Izuku would never put himself out on a limb like this if wasn't for a good reason. Her green eyes went from Izuku to the pink-haired girl standing behind him. At first glance, Inko thought the dress was bizarre, even for the standards of Pro-Heroes, and the hair color looked far too natural for it to be dyed.

When Inko looked at her son, she could see the look in his eyes, knowing it would be easier to get their neighbor Saitama to stop buying so many hair treatment products than stop her son from making this decision. Letting out a sigh, Inko decided to trust her son on this move, "All right, I'll take your word for it, baby."

The mother went back inside the apartment, allowing her son time to speak with the girl. With that in mind, Inko reluctantly went back inside the apartment and started getting dinner ready as they were going to have someone joining them tonight, a very rare occurrence for the Midoriya family. She looked back one more time, seeing her son speaking with the pink-haired girl about something for a few moments until the girl jumped into the air out of joy for some reason before immediately hugging Izuku. It probably had something to do with whatever had happened between them earlier.

Until a random thought popped into her head...

'C-Could they be t-t-together?!' Inko always dreamed about the day when her son would bring home a nice girl who cared about him. She knew he would have to overcome his shy and timid nature at some point in his life, seeing as how the kids at her son's school have been nothing short of cruel to him, all because he was different from them.

She took one last look at her son and the pink-haired girl, 'Please, don't break my son's heart. I just want him to be happy.'

X-X-X

A FEW MINUTES LATER

The two had entered the apartment unit shortly after a conversation where Izuku had explained about how he didn't want to worry his mother even more if they revealed what had truly happened tonight. He came up with a cover story which was believable enough as well as convincing, knowing how well his mother had become at looking past his lies about not being bullied at school.

Lala, who had understood what Izuku was asking of her, went over the story once more in her head. In this 'situation', she had been in the middle of walking home from a costume party with some friends before being cornered by some unsavory individuals as Izuku was coming back from school late since he missed the first train to their apartment. From that point onward, it was quite simple; Izuku couldn't sit by and watch as Lala was going to be attacked by these men, managed to get her away from them, and they manage to make lose them before going back to the apartment building where he lived in.

It covered enough points to where any of his mother's questions would be answered without needing to reveal the truth about Lala being an alien, which would've been a very interesting conversation, to say the least.

Izuku knew tonight was only just beginning if Lala stayed any longer in his life than these last few hours…

'Let's hope I'm ready for whatever comes my way…' he soon remembers his meeting with All Might, Lala, and those men in black suits. 'Because I'm gonna need all the help I can get.'

First thing I need to say, I'm a bit sorry for taking so long with this chapter. I'm pretty sure all of you might be disappointed by the length, which I'm gonna blame on school, work, and just being too lazy to write sometimes. This means, this chapter is a bit shorter than I would've like it to be.

Hey! It happens to all of us. But, I will try to make it up to you guys with longer chapters going forward!

In other news, I'm glad I never bet on Duke to reach the national championship game, but I was surprised with how many number one seeds were knocked out this year and this led a lot of people's brackets got wrecked this year.

No wonder they call it March Madness. XD