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It had been two weeks since they all first heard about it. A young girl, only six years old, found in an underground facility being experimented on. The Heroes had gathered together to discuss this raid with the police force. Among them being All Might, Japan’s number one hero, and the world’s symbol of peace.

“Alright, people, listen up. This girl’s safety is our top priority. Take down as many people as you can, try not to kill anyone,” said the lead detective.

“I only wish,” All Might began, “that we had found her sooner. The fact they’d do this to a child. It makes me sick to my stomach.”

“Don’t worry, All Might,” said a shorter, older man in a yellow hero costume. “We’ll get her outta there.”

“I sure hope so, Torino,” said the detective. The detective then turned to the other heroes and police force. “Are we all clear on what the task is?” Everyone nodded in response. “Alright. Let’s move out!”

Forty-Five minutes later, the raid began, All Might tearing off the massive warehouse doors. The police quickly detained the lab assistants while All Might went for the lead scientist, a man named Kyogai Matoki.

All Might’s punches of air knocked every assistant off their feet and unconscious, him clearly trying NOT to kill anyone. He burst through the next set of doors, where he found the little girl on an operating table, and Matoki next to her.

“Ah, the great and powerful All Might… I never expected you’d show up this soon.”

“I am here… to arrest you and free that girl.”

Matoki just scoffed. “Arrest me? As if I could let that happen. After all… the girl is already mine. So, why don’t we skip the formalities and get straight to the point?” Matoki then tried to put a piece of coal in his mouth, but was stopped by the sound of a cough.

“No… please…”

The girl was awake now. She wore a blue hospital gown, and had bandages on her arms. She had green fluffy hair and freckles on her face. And she was scared. Very scared.

“Don’t…”

She passed out immediately. All Might roared in anger and punched Matoki while he was distracted, knocking him out cold. Then, he looked at the girl, and picked her up. She woke up again.

“All… Might…?”

“It’s okay, little one. I am here… to save you.”

“T-Thank you…” She fell asleep again. This time, being cradled in All Might’s arms. All Might then found the police stepping in.

“We found the girl, and the scientist!” one of the officers reported.

“Thank you, All Might,” said the detective.

“It’s really no worry,” All Might replied. But on the inside, the girl made him feel things. He didn’t know her name, at least, he didn’t think he did at first. Then he remembered something. “Hey, Tsukauchi.”

“Yeah?” asked the Detective.

“Remember that cold case you told me about two years ago?”

“Ah yes. A woman was found dead in her house, and her daughter went missing.”

“What was the woman’s name again?” All Might wondered.

“Inko Midoriya, if I recall… wait… This girl… you think she’s her daughter?”

“I’ve got a feeling that might be the case.”

Naomasa Tsukauchi pondered for a minute before coming to a conclusion.

“Let’s ask her when she’s able to talk again. Gently. I think your presence will help,” he said.

“Thank you, Tsukauchi.”

She woke up after a dreamless sleep. When she came to, she was in a hospital bed. It was daytime outside when she looked out her window. There were lights on, real lights. The nightmare was over. So why didn’t she cry? She was too tired to cry. A doctor walked in, talking to two other people.

“-and we don’t know when… Oh. You’re awake. Are you feeling okay?”

She found her words after a few seconds.

“Yeah. I feel okay now.”

“Okay, what’s your name, little miss?” the doctor asked.

She looked to the people in front of her, but knew they could be trusted.

“…Izumi Midoriya, sir.”

The doctor then looked at Tsukauchi.

“I’ll let you two take it from here,” the doctor said as he left for the time being.

“Hello, Midoriya… I’m detective Maomasa Tsukauchi. If you’re… okay with it, I’d like to ask you a few questions.”

Izumi looked unsure, but nodded ‘yes’ as a way to communicate her message to the detective.

“Okay, then. Before you were… with those awful people, where did you live?”

“I lived in Mustafu with my mom. Dad never came home,” she spoke sadly.

“And your mother. What was her name?” Tsukauchi asked.

“Inko. Inko Midoriya… but she’s no longer with us…”

Tsukauchi looked at his friend, a skinny blonde man, and nodded. The friend nodded back.

“If I may ask, Young Midoriya… What happened to her?”

“It was two years ago. The day I was diagnosed as Quirkless.”

This made the two men widen their eyes.

“I was so sad that day… but then after I finally left my room for the first time in hours that day… She laid in a puddle of blood. And a man was standing above her. That man then used some kind of chemical that put me to sleep. When I woke up… I was on that table.”

Tsukauchi and his skinny friend were horrified. It was already a bad day for her but for her mother to die the same day was just too harsh.

“I was there for two years. But I believed.”

“What do you mean?” asked the blonde man.

“All Might was my favorite hero back then… still is now. Every day I wished that he’d come and save me. And then… He finally did.” A smile came to Izumi’s face. “May I see him again? I want to thank him for saving me properly.”

Tsukauchi and his friend looked at each other and smiled. Then, his friend buffed up… into All Might.

“Wh-What?!”

He then returned to normal thereafter.

“All Might… was in the room with me… this whole time…?” Izumi was shocked.

“Do you promise not to tell anyone about that, Midoriya?” asked All Might.

“O-Of course, mister… um…”

“My name is Toshinori Yagi.”

“Yes, mister Yagi. I’ll keep your secret,” said Izumi. Then a tear fell down her face as she began to cry.

“Y-Young Midoriya?”

“My mom is dead… Dad abandoned us… And I don’t have a home to go home to… what do I do now…?” She asked as she cried. Toshinori walked up to her bed and hugged her.

“Hey, hey, don’t worry. I’ll find a way to help you. I promise. I am here for you… Izumi.”

Three days passed, and Izumi was still wondering where she’d go. She also really didn’t care for the food. She wanted to go and eat something, but she also didn’t want to be put into an orphanage. She wanted to get out of this hospital gown and put on a fresh set of clothes. Then, as soon as she was about to go to watch something on the TV, Toshinori walked in.

“Hi, Izumi.”

“Mister Yagi! You came back!” Izumi’s day was instantly made better by her idol’s presence.

“So, I hear you’ve recovered faster than you expected. That’s good to hear. But that does leave me with one large question.” He then held out a set of papers as another man walked in. The other man was dressed in black and had a grey scarf around him.

“Uh… Mister Yagi? Who’s that?”

“Don’t worry about me kid. I’ll explain in a little bit,” said the other man.

“First… I discussed this with the police and some friends of mine… but I’d like to formally ask you… Izumi Midoriya? Would you like to come and live with me? But also… I realize your biological father abandoned you. And you don’t really have many others in your family you’re close to… would you be okay if I adopted you… as my daughter?”

Izumi started tearing up. She didn’t know him for long, but here was Toshinori not only offering to give her a home, but to raise her. In a way, being All Might’s daughter was a dream come true. She teared up a bit, but held a strong smile.

“Yes, I’d love to be your daughter, and I’d love to come and stay with you,” Izumi said, holding her arms out for a hug, which Toshinori gave her. The other man cleared his throat.

“I’d like to introduce myself. My name is Shouta Aizawa. I primarily work as an Underground hero known as Eraserhead. I’m also a Teacher at UA University. I’m here to make another offer to you.”

“Huh?”

“In short… A few of us at UA heard what happened to you, and we would like to help you. You’ve missed two years of your education as a result of being kidnapped. We discussed this with Yagi, and, well… You’ll be homeschooled until you get to UA by us. But it won’t just be basic education.”

“Wh-What does he mean?” she asked All Might.

“To tell you the truth, problem child… You aren’t Quirkless anymore. We ran some tests on your blood. It turns out that the experimentation you underwent gave you some Quirks. Four of them, to be exact,” said Aizawa.

“F-four?” Izumi wondered.

“We don’t know why, but now that you have them, we can train you on how to use them. You do want to become a hero someday, right?” Aizawa asked.

“More than anything,” Izumi said without a hint of hesitation.

Aizawa nodded. “You’ll have your Quirk Training at UA, that way we can watch over you in case something happens. And lastly… I’m sorry for what you went through. No child should ever have to experience what you went through. I’ll be sure to remember this.” And Aizawa left as soon as he said that. Toshinori then smiled at Izumi.

“I brought you some clothes. The doctors wanted to keep it a surprise until I came back, so… surprise, I guess… you’re coming home with me today.”

“I am?! Oh thank goodness!” Izumi hugged Toshinori again.

“Now, let’s get you dressed and ready to go…”

Izumi was now wearing sweatpants, a long green sweater, and red shoes. And she was in the backseat of Toshinori’s car, traveling to his house. With the papers finalized, Izumi was now All Might’s daughter. Her name was now Izumi Midoriya/Yagi at this moment.

“Hey, Izumi. Have you ever had cheeseburgers before?” Toshinori asked.

“I… don’t think I have,” she admitted.

“Well, I think you’d like them. It’s currently one o’clock in the afternoon, and I bet you’re hungry,” Toshinori said, smiling.

“I-I am, uh…”

“You don’t have to call me ‘dad’ right away, Izumi. I want you to get settled into the idea before you do. You can keep calling me ‘Mister Yagi’ for now, if you’d like,” assured Toshinori.

“Oh, thanks Mr. Yagi.”

In the Burger King, Izumi sat across from her now-adoptive father, and the waiter brought the duo their order; two sets of two bacon cheeseburgers and a side of fries for the two of them, with Toshinori getting water while Izumi got an orange soda.

“This is a more typical thing in America, Izumi. I would know, since I spent a lot of time there. I even go back for special occasions. If you want, I can help you learn English,” Toshinori offered.

“Really?! I’d love that!” Izumi beamed with joy.

Toshinori chuckled as Izumi unwrapped one of her burgers and grabbed a bite. Her eyes sparkled in amazement.

“Good, isn’t it?” Toshinori asked. Izumi nodded as she chewed. “Well, it may taste good, but it’s not quite healthy. We can have these on special occasions if you want.”

Izumi swallowed. “Is this a special occasion?”

“Well, yeah. You’re my daughter now, I’m legally your dad now… It’s a momentous occasion. Anyway, I was able to set up your bedroom with a bit of my All Might merch. It’s not much, but I know how much you admire… him.” Toshinori had to be careful what he said in public.

Izumi then took a sip of her soda. “I wanna be just like him… Save people with a smile.”

“It won’t be easy,” Toshinori spoke sternly.

“I know. But… It’s my dream.”

Izumi then saw the house she was going to live in. She was surprised. It wasn’t that big, but it was big.

“This is where I, and now you, live, Izumi. This house has five bedrooms. Two downstairs and three upstairs, though I primarily sleep downstairs.” Toshinori then led her to her bedroom, which was upstairs. When he opened the door for her, Izumi was amazed when she walked in. It was a lot of All Might merchandise. But not too much.

“I made some room in case you wanted to get merchandise from other heroes, too. Do you like it?”

Izumi hugged her adoptive father. “Thank you, Mister Yagi…”

“Welcome home, Izumi.” Toshinori returned the hug. This was the start of Izumi’s life… as All Might’s Daughter.

Chapter Text

Three weeks had passed since Izumi moved in with Toshinori, and already, she showed significant progress, even with a few… setbacks. But even then, Izumi had loved her new home thus far. But today was the day of the first trip to UA University, where Izumi would be training for her now four Quirks. She still retained the toe joint, but now she had four Quirks that she could train. But in those three weeks, progress had been made.

“So, dad, when will you be coming to pick me up?”

“Oh, uh… Around three-ish,” Toshinori smiled at his daughter as he made breakfast. Izumi loved it when her father made breakfast, especially American-Style breakfast. “I’d be sooner, but… I’ve gotta meet up with an old friend of mine today, and he’d be really disappointed if I didn’t show up.”

“Oh…” Izumi frowned.

“Hey, don’t be upset. I won’t be gone for that long,” he assured. “Hey, how about this? After we learn what your Quirks are, we can have your Quirk Registry updated and come up with an Umbrella Name for them.”

“What’s an Umbrella Name?” Izumi asked.

“Well, it would be the name of all of your Quirks mixed into one, once we know what they do,” Toshinori explained. “That way, the public will think you just have one Quirk that does a lot of things.”

“Oooh.” Izumi was intrigued as Toshinori plated his daughter’s breakfast as well as his own.

Once Izumi arrived at UA at 9:00 in the morning, she was amazed at how big it was. There were five people waiting for her; Aizawa and four other people she didn’t recognize.

“Ah. You’re here, Midoriya. Good.” Aizawa then saw Toshinori. “When do you intend on picking her up?”

“Around three-ish. I have a meeting with someone today that shouldn’t take too long,” Toshinori answered.

“Hm. Six hours feels like enough time, at least to me, to figure out what she can do. In the meantime, enjoy your meeting,” Aizawa spoke.

“See you later, dad!” Izumi said, smiling.

Toshinori soon arrived at the meeting place, a coffee shop. Waiting for him was a man in a suit. He had green hair, and wore a pair of glasses, a stern expression on his face.

“Toshi,” he greeted.

“Mirai. Good to see you again,” said Toshinori, shaking Mirai’s hand.

“So… I hear you adopted a child you saved,” Mirai said.

“I know, that might not have been the… smartest thing to do… But I just wanted to give her a home after she was in that lab for two years. Especially since she had no home to go home to,” Toshinori explained.

“No, I understand. On the contrary, I think this is a good thing for you. After all, after… what happened to him, as well as your time limit, it’s nice to know that you’ve found something to balance your career with your personal life. Or rather, someone in this case,” Mirai smiled.

“Oh. Thank you, Mirai,” said Toshinori, not expecting the support.

“No problem, Toshi. But, in any case, I must wonder. What is your daughter’s name?” Mirai asked in curiosity.

“Officially, her full name is Izumi Midoriya/Yagi. But she prefers to keep calling herself just Izumi Midoriya, I think to honor her late mother. She’s only six years old, and she hasn’t been my daughter for long, but she’s already gotten comfortable with calling me ‘dad’. I feel honored,” Toshinori smiled with pride.

Mirai then smiled as he and Toshinori then ordered their drinks after a waiter noticed them.

“So… About little Midoriya… You said she has four Quirks?”

“Yes. I don’t know how… or even why. I mean… All For One is dead. We burned his body ourselves,” Toshinori said. “The weirdest part is, we don’t even know what they are. Not yet, anyway.”

“And she’s at UA… to learn what they are and how to use them?” Mirai questioned.

“I know it may seem… odd for a six-year-old to go to a college for Quirk Training, but I have faith that the teachers there are doing well with her,” said Toshinori confidently.

Izumi was making quick progress. Already, she learned what one of her quirks was. Aizawa was standing behind a stone wall his fellow teacher Cementoss created, and Izumi could see through the wall and saw Aizawa’s heat signature.

“Okay, infrared vision. That’ll be useful for stealth missions in the future,” Aizawa stated as Cementoss withdrew the concrete block, and Izumi turned off her vision.

“Well, if the little listener can see heat sources, I bet she could see flames from a mile away in a forest, right?” asked Present Mic.

“Hizashi, while I agree, let’s help little Izumi here figure out her… other abilities,” said Midnight, who was dressed in a more conservative outfit rather than her hero costume, though she still had her mask on.

“Woah… My arms are glowing!”

That caught their attention as Izumi’s arms really WERE glowing. But they were glowing around her arms, and it looked like ripples of water around her.

“Woah, kiddo, are you okay?” asked Present Mic.

“Y-Yeah, I’m okay. But… this feels strange,” Izumi admitted.

“Try attacking another block,” said Aizawa as Cementoss got another cement block ready.

Izumi saw the block and brought her arm forward before suddenly firing off lightning from her fingers. Not very strong, only sparks. But lightning nonetheless.

“Woah… That was so cool!” Izumi beamed. Midnight smiled as she saw her student happy. Sure, she was being homeschooled, but if this was what Quirk Training was like for her… She’d do just fine.

Training was over for the day, as Izumi was picked up by Toshinori. She had learned that she could also project holograms and create clouds of mist.

As they got home, Toshinori got to making dinner, which involved fish. Tonight was Sushi night.

“How was your meeting with your friend, dad?” Izumi asked.

“Oh, it went quite well. He was actually happy that I now have someone to occupy my free time with,” he smiled.

Izumi smiled as the dish was plated. Today was a good day.

Izumi woke up strapped to a table again. Matoki was there. Smiling.

“Oh, sweet little girl. You found yourself back here! Don’t worry… I’ll take good care of you!” His voice became more demonic as he grew closer. As soon as his hand came to her face…

Toshinori was alerted by screaming coming from his daughter’s bedroom. His instincts told him something was wrong. He ran up to her room to find Izumi awake, tearing up, and hyperventilating.

“Izumi? Are you okay?”

Izumi ran to her father crying and latched onto him.

“Please… Please! Don’t let them take me back! Please don’t, dad!”

Toshinori realized what this was. Izumi had a nightmare. He often had those himself, so he knew how it felt. He returned the hug and started to fluff his daughter’s hair.

“It’s gonna be okay, Izumi. I am here for you. You’ll never end up in the hands of those people or anyone else like them… I won’t let you fall into their hands… ever.”

FOUR YEARS LATER

Izumi had been living with Toshinori for four years now, and every year spent was a blast with him. Birthdays and Christmas were especially fun times. Toshinori got to learn what kind of girl his daughter was. And he supported her through it all. She loved keeping her hair short but fluffy, first and foremost. But in addition to the Hero Merchandise she’d get, she also picked up a few hobbies, such as watching older Pre-Quirk movies and shows with her dad, drawing, playing video games, and more recently, Gunpla. Her Quirk training and education went a long way, too. She really liked the people at UA as well. She made friends with three people who were college freshmen when she first met them, all of whom were at her house right now, playing Smash Bros for Wii-U. One was a girl that had green flaming hair. Her name was Moe Kamiji. Another was a girl with darker skin, white hair, and rabbit ears. Her name was Rumi Usagiyama. The last one was a girl with short blonde hair and was wearing a red skirt. Her name was Ryuko Tatsuma.

“No!” cried Rumi as she lost to Ryuko, who was playing as Charizard.

“Sorry, Rumi, but all’s fair in love and war,” Ryuko smirked.

“Player 4 Defeated!”

“No!” cried Moe, losing to Izumi’s Cloud Strife.

“It’s just you and me now, Skirty,” Izumi challenged.

“Oh, it’s on, now, young lady!” said Ryuko, playing along. For some reason, Izumi never cared for dresses and skirts. Izumi’s Cloud eventually defeated Ryuko’s Charizard.

“Game!”

“Aw… You win, Izumi,” Ryuko said with a smile.

“Thanks, Ryuko!” Izumi beamed. Toshinori soon walked through the door.

“Hey, Izumi. I’m back!” he called.

“Hey, dad!” Izumi smiled.

“Oh, hi, Mister Yagi,” Ryuko greeted. She and her friends had become well-acquainted with Toshinori and Izumi, keeping the young girl company whenever they could if Toshinori was out for a work-related assignment.

“Ah, Tatsuma, Usagiyama, Kamiji. Nice to see you three. I assume you got my text, Tatsuma?” Toshinori asked as soon as he set his groceries down on the table.

“Yep. I’m glad we’re able to come here in spite of our studies,” Ryuko admitted.

“Yeah, who could resist this adorable little scamp?” Rumi asked, ruffling Izumi’s hair. Izumi giggled when she did it.

Then, Moe got a phone call.

“Yeah. Oh? Wait, really? Okay, I’ll be there soon. Yep, see you later, babe. I love you.” The call soon ended. “Sorry, girls, Mister Yagi, I have to leave. My girlfriend’s getting grilled by her dad, and she wants me to come over to help defuse the situation,” Moe explained.

“Girlfriend?” Izumi asked innocently.

“Uh… I’ll explain it later, Izumi,” said Toshinori nervously.

“Oh, don’t worry, Moe. Rumi and I were about to head back to campus, anyway,” Ryuko assured.

“Phew. Thanks, girls. I’ll see you all later, okay?” Moe asked as she walked to the door.

“Yep, see ya later, Moe!” Rumi grinned as she and Ryuko got ready to leave.

“We’ll see each other again soon, okay, Izumi?” Ryuko asked sweetly.

“Yeah! Of course! I’ll be happy to see you again, Ryuko!” Izumi hugged her friend.

Ryuko giggled. “Alright. Until next time, Izumi.”

“Bye, brat,” Rumi said bluntly as she and Ryuko left.

Izumi and Toshinori had finished dinner, and were now watching a movie. But something Moe said stuck with her. Specifically, when she said “My Girlfriend”. Izumi was wondering what that meant. She knew what “boyfriend” and “girlfriend” meant, she wasn’t that oblivious. But still. As the credits rolled, Izumi asked the question.

“Dad, what did Moe mean when she said she had a girlfriend?”

Toshinori sighed. “Izumi, I wanted to wait until you were a little older to tell you, but I guess circumstances said otherwise…” Toshinori then explained it the best way he could. “Most boys like girls. Most girls like boys. But sometimes, there are boys that like other boys and girls that like other girls. They’re no different than a boy and a girl together. But, some people don’t understand that. They don’t understand or don’t like that two people of the same gender could ever love each other. I don’t know for sure, but it seems like the father of Moe’s girlfriend… might be one of those people.”

“But… Why? Is it wrong? Should girls not like other girls? And should boys not like other boys?” Izumi asked genuinely.

“It’s not wrong at all,” Toshinori assured. “Izumi. I want you to understand this now. In regards to other people, the one thing I want you to value the most is basic human decency. Everyone deserves it. Even you, even me. And it starts by treating those who are different from us no different than you would those who are just like us. Now, let me ask you this. Now that you know Moe likes girls, do you think less of her? Is she not your friend anymore?”

“Of course Moe’s still my friend,” Izumi said without hesitation. “Just because she likes girls doesn’t mean she can’t be my friend!”

Toshinori chuckled. “Good. That means I’ve raised you right. Come here.” He opened his arms for a hug, which Izumi reciprocated. “I’m sure Moe will appreciate you telling her you’re still her friend. Will you tell her that next time you see her?”

“I will, dad. I will.”

Little did Izumi know… that conversation would prove to be very important in the long run.

Chapter Text

It had been four years since Izumi learned of same-sex relationships. Since then, she had supported Moe’s relationship, and was overjoyed when Rumi and Ryuko told her they got together. Currently, Rumi and Ryuko decided to go back to their apartment for the night after a visit to Izumi. They were currently in their bedroom.

“So, what do you wanna do tonight?” asked Rumi.

“Hm… I’m not feeling much for it tonight, not after all that food we ate…” Ryuko admitted.

“Yeah, I gotta burn that off tomorrow. Still, we don’t have to… you know, tonight,” Rumi assured.

“In that case, what would you like to do that doesn’t cost us another bed?” Ryuko asked with a smirk.

“Okay, first of all, that first bed was a rip-off,” Rumi spoke.

“I agree.”

“Second… ya sure you don’t wanna feel skin-on-skin, Koko? I mean… We can just get naked and cuddle. No fucking required,” Rumi said crassly.

Ryuko smiled. “Honestly, that sounds amazing right now. Okay, then, let’s strip.”

Ryuko stood up and removed the dress she wore, a strapless red one that bared her shoulders. Rumi did the same, getting out of her outfit before she and Ryuko took their panties off. As soon as they laid themselves bare, Rumi and Ryuko got into bed together, and wrapped their arms around each other.

“Mmm. Yep. This feels really nice,” said Ryuko.

“God, Koko, why are you always so warm?” Rumi asked.

Ryuko could only giggle. “Honestly, I don’t know.”

The two laid in silence for exactly one minute before they spoke again.

“Hey, you think Izumi’s realized it yet?” asked Rumi.

“The signs are certainly there, but it’s ultimately a matter of her realizing it herself, which she’ll have plenty of time to do. She’s only fourteen, after all,” Ryuko said.

“Do you think it’s a little too early for her to know?” Rumi wondered.

“Everyone realizes things at different ages, Rumi. Who knows, she may not even know what she is until she starts attending UA.” Ryuko then yawned, feeling more tired. Rumi yawned again in kind.

“I’m gonna sleep now. Good night, Koko. I love you,” Rumi said.

“I love you too, Rumi. Good night.”

Izumi was confused now. She had been going through puberty now, and it showed in several departments. But one thing was changing. Her Quirk Development had been going smoothly. But now, her father had essentially given her “the talk”. That said, it wasn’t the general discussion that she was confused by. It was that by the end of it… He asked a question.

“So don’t get too upset if I’m hard on the poor sap when you bring a boy home, okay?”

Why would she need to do that? She didn’t really feel anything towards boys. She didn’t hate boys, god no. It’s just when the topic of relationships was brought up it was as if she felt nothing. But whenever girls were brought up, it seemed like she’d suddenly be more interested. She even felt… different about them. Whenever a girl in a swimsuit would appear in a show, she’d suddenly be blushing. And she didn’t know why. She also saw a pair of school girls chatting and thought they looked cute. That wasn’t right, at least not to her. She was currently drawing a piece she had been working on for a while to keep her mind off it, but it didn’t work.

“Oh man… What am I doing?”

“Hey, Izumi! That package you ordered is here!” Toshinori called.

“I’ll be down in a sec!” she called. Now she knew what she had to do. Have a chat with her dad. She went downstairs to open up the package. Inside were the model kits of Kamen Rider Zi-O and Kamen Rider Kabuto. She had gotten into tokusatsu recently and wanted to try building kits based on them. But that didn’t matter right now. It was time to nip this in the bud.

“Hey, dad? Can we talk?”

“Of course, Izumi. What about?” asked Toshinori.

“Well… I think something might be wrong with me…”

Toshinori blinked. “Could you… elaborate?”

“I’ve noticed myself doing things I normally don’t do… Like when I saw some girls chatting at the park one day, I thought they looked cute. I’ve never done that before. Then, when Ryuko and Rumi came over earlier this summer, I remember trying not to blush at Ryuko in her swimsuit. Not to mention, when Moe teased me about me getting a girlfriend…”

“You liked the idea?” Izumi nodded. “I think I know what might be going on… I don’t have much experience with this, but… do you possibly think that you feel attracted to girls instead of boys?”

“I… I think I do…” Izumi started tearing up.

“Wha-Izumi, what’s wrong?!” Toshinori questioned worriedly. Suddenly, Izumi hugged her father.

“Dad… I’m scared. What do I do now?”

Toshinori took a deep breath.

“Sweetheart, you’re young. You still have much to figure out. Not just about life, but about yourself. I remember the first time I had you try on a skirt. You absolutely hated it. I knew then and there you probably wouldn’t want a dress, either. And I’m glad I’m right. But I’m also glad you told me this. And to answer your question… Keep going. Life is a path that you don’t know the destination to. But the journey there is full of wonder. Take it from me, it won’t be easy… but I know you won’t be alone. You have your Hero friends, after all. Hell, you have me. I’ll support you. You have my word.”

Izumi had stopped crying now and smiled.

“Thank you, dad. Thank you.”

MANY MONTHS LATER

A now-sixteen-year-old Izumi was just on her evening stroll. Her father told her he’d be gone for a few days, so she took the opportunity to stretch her legs. She was wearing black sweatpants, an oversized green plain shirt, a grey open jacket… and a pair of red shoes. She had actually been walking for a while, not knowing where she was going, but following where her feet took her. Suddenly she heard running before someone ran into her and they both tripped

“Oh my god, I am so sorry, are you okay?!” Izumi asked, worried about the person who was on top of her. The person was a girl around her age, golden eyes, and light dirty blonde hair. She was also in a school uniform. And the look in her eyes said everything. She was scared.

“H-Help me…” she pleaded. Before Izumi could say anything she heard a group of snickers. She looked to see a group of boys and girls. And they had sinister looks on their faces.

“Aw, looks like poor little villainous Himiko has to run to a civilian for help. Step aside, little lady, and let us kill her,” said the leader, a girl.

Izumi was worried for Himiko, the girl that asked her for help, even though she had just met her. But she did as her father once told her, and trusted her instincts, and started an audio recording on her phone. “What do you want from her?” she asked.

“Didn’t we just tell you? We wanna kill her,” said one of the boys.

Izumi took a deep breath. “Why?”

“If you must know, her parents told us to do it, even if we have our own personal reasons for this,” said the leader.

“Toga here put one of our friends in the hospital after she drank his blood a few days ago,” said one of the girls. “Whether it was on purpose or not is meaningless to us. For hurting our friend, she deserves to die.”

“So, step aside and let us do the world and her parents a favor. Let us kill her,” said another boy.

Izumi was horrified. This girl clearly must have gone through something related to her Quirk if it involved blood. Izumi then pulled out her phone, still recording.

“Tell me. Have any of you heard of Eraserhead? Underground Pro?” she asked confidently. That got them all to stop.

“What about him?” asked the first boy.

“See, he’s one of my mentors. And I have his number on speed-dial. So, if you don’t wanna have a pro hero on your ass, I suggest you leave her alone, never come at her again, and go away,” Izumi spoke sternly.

That made the group pale. The mere THOUGHT that this chick had a pro hero’s number caused them to realize they’d be screwed. And so, they all walked away, terrified expressions on their faces.

As soon as Izumi could confirm they were gone, she breathed a sigh of relief and stopped the recording. Then, she heard crying. Himiko then hugged Izumi.

“Thank you…! Thank you so much!”

“Hey, don’t worry. I wasn’t gonna let them hurt you. But… I’m sorry for this, but I wasn’t bluffing when I said I had Eraserhead’s number on speed-dial. And I recorded everything they said. I’m not gonna let them put you in prison, but I think they should hear your side of the story. What’s your name, by the way? I wasn’t paying attention to that part,” Izumi said.

“…My legal name is Himiko Toga. But please, just call me Himiko.”

Izumi nodded before she dialed a number. The phone picked up as soon as she called.

“Hello, Nezu speaking!”

“Hey, Dean Nezu, sir, I ran into a situation, and I’d like your help on this. I found a girl named Himiko Toga running from what I assumed to be her classmates trying to kill her. From the way they described what she might have done to their friend, I think she may have had a Quirk-related freak accident.”

The phone went silent.

“I’m sending Aizawa to your location now. I’d like to meet this ‘Himiko Toga’ and hear her side of the story. Your father is already in my office with me as we speak. I’ll see you in a little while, Midoriya.”

“So, young Himiko, what exactly happened to you?”

Himiko was now in Nezu’s office with Izumi, Toshinori, and Aizawa. Nezu was ready to hear what Himiko had to say, and he was already on Himiko’s good side, not calling her “Toga”.

“My Quirk is… a mutation. By consuming a person’s blood, I can transform into them. Sadly, this causes a side effect of me needing blood sometimes so that I don’t hurt someone. But my parents… they never accepted this. Called me cursed. A monster, even. Then, five days ago… I snapped. I wasn’t aware of what I was doing until I shoved the kid. Those people coming after me were my ‘classmates’. They wanted revenge on me for hurting their friend,” Himiko explained. “I didn’t kill the guy, but I put him in the hospital…”

“Young Himiko,” Toshinori started, “you had a freak accident that could have been prevented had your parents taken care of you properly. You’re still a child. This never should have happened under their watch… parents treating their child like that… it’s disgusting.”

“Uh… Dad?” Toshinori realized what had happened. He buffed into All Might in front of Himiko. He decided to go back to Toshinori before Himiko could ask questions.

“I’ll explain later,” he promised. Himiko only nodded.

“I agree with All Might,” said Aizawa. “It’s horrible, hearing children treated like this. What are your parents’ names?” he asked.

“Akari and Daisuke Toga,” Himiko replied.

Nezu started laughing uncontrollably. “Oh, they will feel my wrath on your behalf, young Himiko!” he declared.

“Uh… Thanks? I guess? But… where am I gonna live now? My parents basically disowned me after what I did. And you HEARD that recording,” Himiko stated.

“You could come live with me and my dad,” Izumi suggested. “Our house has five bedrooms, and only two of those are taken. And besides… I feel like you could use a friend.”

Himiko thought for a moment before taking a deep breath.

“Pardon my french, but FUCK YOU, MOM AND DAD, I’M LIVING WITH MY NEW FRIEND!” Himiko shouted.

Izumi smiled. She had returned the favor.

“Well, this is the place,” said Toshinori as he, Izumi and Himiko walked into the house. “This place has a pool and a hot tub, while some other areas are office spaces for dedicated usage. One in particular is occupied by Izumi’s art supplies and a shelf full of robots.”

“Wait, Summer’s right around the corner… And all of my stuff is at their place…”

“Hey, don’t worry, Himiko,” said Izumi. “Nezu told us your stuff is gonna be recovered and brought here by tomorrow afternoon.”

“I know, but… Now I wanna take a dip in there. Ugh, but I need to shower. I must smell awful…” Himiko then turned to her new friend. “Can I borrow some of your clothes? Just to sleep in. I’m not planning on going anywhere tomorrow, either.”

“Oh, sure. They may be a little big in the chest area, but they should fit you,” said Izumi, smiling.

“Big in the chest area? But you’re not… Wait, what’s your cup size?” asked Himiko.

Izumi blushed. “Uh… E. Maybe F?”

“Damn, girl, you’re more likely to get a boy aroused with a tight shirt than you are with something like it,” Himiko teased.

“Wha-Hey, I’m gay!” Izumi shouted indignantly.

“…Seriously? Me too!” Himiko admitted. “Not that it made things better with… them. In any case, I just need to borrow some panties and shorts, since I sleep topless.”

Izumi then blushed. “Uh… What?”

“Yeah, I sleep topless,” Himiko said. “It’s too uncomfortable for me to sleep with a top on, so I don’t bother. Mr. Yagi, do you mind if I, uh…” Himiko trailed off.

Toshinori sighed but smiled. “Young Himiko, girls your age are allowed to bare their chests on public beaches nowadays. Hell, Izumi here knows someone who does just that. So, if you’re asking if I mind if you walk around the house like that, I don’t. In fact, I appreciate you giving us the head’s up.”

“Rumi doing that so randomly was certainly not what twelve-year-old me needed to see. But yeah, you can do that. In fact, I started doing it last year on my birthday,” said Izumi. “Just… Don’t be weird about it, okay?”

“Gotcha.” Himiko then hugged Izumi. “Thank you again for this. It means a lot to me.”

“That’s what friends are for, right?” Izumi smiled. But Izumi didn’t realize that meeting Himiko… was just the beginning of something greater.

Chapter Text

The next day arrived sooner than Himiko expected. She did decide to borrow one of Izumi’s shirts for when a visitor would arrive. She had taken a shower the night before, and was now wearing red shorts and a black shirt. And furthermore, because Toshinori was out again, Izumi was making breakfast for the two of them. And she was making her favorite breakfast.

“So, in America, they refrigerate their eggs?” asked Himiko.

“Yep. It’s pretty different to how most of the world does it. As for the meat, that’s actually my favorite part. I like making breakfast sausage quite a bit. By the way, how did you sleep last night?”

Himiko smiled. “I had a great sleep. I haven’t slept that well in a long while. But I swear, my boobs were sore that night, though it was nothing a little self-massage couldn’t fix.”

Izumi giggled. “Yeah, I do that sometimes too.”

Himiko then remembered something.

“Hey, uh… wait, should I call you ‘Izumi’ or ‘Midoriya’?” she asked.

“Since you prefer to be called by your given name, I feel it’s only fair if you call me by mine,” Izumi replied as she plated her and Himiko’s breakfast.

“Oh, that makes it easier. So, Izumi? How on Earth is All Might your dad?”

“Oh. I’m adopted. I’ve been with him for ten years now. I… don’t wanna get into why, though… not now, anyway,” Izumi spoke sadly as she gave Himiko her breakfast.

“Okay… So, what do you do for fun?” Himiko asked.

“Oh, I like playing video games, drawing, and… Have you ever heard of Gunpla?”

“Wait, have you actually watched Gundam?” Himiko was surprised.

“Well, a few shows. Seed, Seed Destiny, Witch From Mercury, G Gundam, those are the main ones I like, to be honest,” Izumi admitted. “But yeah, I like Gundam.”

Himiko took a bite of her potatoes before speaking again.

“First of all… Nerd. Second, this is really good! And your dad taught you how to cook this?”

“Yeah. Dad really knows his stuff when it comes to American food. That said, it’s not my favorite dish to make,” Izumi said before taking a bite of her scrambled eggs.

“What is your favorite dish to make, then?” Himiko asked curiously.

“Katsudon. I actually found an old post online that my mother made of her recipe a few years back, and we made it. It was REALLY good. And all the ingredients are stuff you can just buy at the grocery store.”

‘God, she is so dorky… But it’s really cute,’ Himiko thought to herself.

It had been a month since Himiko moved in, and she had already shown a lot of progress in rehabilitation. Her blood cravings were now handled in two ways; Juice Boxes filled with donated blood, or Izumi offering it directly. The two girls got along really well. However, unbeknownst to each other, one had feelings for the other starting to develop. Izumi was now discussing the history of UA with Himiko, and what the vampire learned was surprising.

“Wait, so UA used to be a High School? What happened?” Himiko wondered.

“According to what my dad said, it was a sudden government mandate they introduced the year he graduated. For the first time ever, UA had no activity for a whole year, at least to make sure high school-age students couldn’t get a license,” Izumi explained. “Speaking of, we gotta come up with a new last name for you.”

“What? Why?”

“Well, it says you can legally change your first or last name to anything, so long as you have one on your license,” Izumi further explained.

“Oh. I didn’t realize that,” Himiko admitted.

“Hey, it’s okay, Himi. I think we’ll be able to find something by the time we get to UA,” said Izumi.

“Giving me a nickname already, Izumi?” Himiko teased.

Izumi just blushed. “Shut up.” Himiko could only giggle.

“By the way, I went through your laundry as I was putting mine in, you have a severe lack of skirts. As in, none at all,” Himiko said.

“This coming from the girl with no bras?” Izumi retorted.

“Hey, you don’t wear them either!”

“Not at home, but I at least put on a sports bra in public!”

Then, a knock came from the door.

“I’ll get it, Himi.” Izumi walked to the door, and opened it.

“Hey, Izumi!” It was Moe and another woman. She had white hair with bits of red in it, and wore glasses.

“Oh, so this is your younger friend, Moe?”

“Yep. And trust me, babe, she’s fun.”

“Ah, Moe! Come in, please!” Izumi greeted, as she stepped aside to let Moe and her girlfriend in the house. Moe then noticed Himiko.

“Oh, you got yourself a girlfriend already?” Moe teased.

“She’s not my girlfriend!” Izumi blushed. Himiko and Moe’s girlfriend could only giggle.

“It’s nice to see that friendly teasing is still something allowed. Hi, I’m Fuyumi Todoroki. Moe’s girlfriend. Nice to meet you.” Fuyumi extended her hand to Izumi.

“I’m Izumi Midoriya. Nice to meet you, too,” said Izumi as she took Fuyumi’s hand. “Wait, Todoroki? Where have I heard that name before-WAIT A MINUTE! Moe, you’re dating Endeavor’s daughter?!”

“Yep!” she smiled proudly.

“But… You’re his main sidekick! Does he know?!” Izumi asked worriedly.

“Oh, he does. And he’s okay with it, if a little overprotective at times,” said Fuyumi, holding Moe’s hand.

“Yeah, but we started dating back in college, he was a bigger hardass then than he is now,” Moe reminded. Then her eyes fell on Himiko. “Now, what’s your deal, missy?”

“Oh. My name’s Himiko. Currently trying to work on a new last name, since, well…” Himiko started getting nervous.

“You don’t have to talk about it right now if you don’t want to, Himi,” Izumi supported.

“Thanks, Zumi,” said Himiko.

“Wha-Huh?!” Izumi couldn’t find the words.

“If you’re gonna call me ‘Himi’, I’m calling you ‘Zumi’. It’s only fair.”

Fuyumi giggled at the interaction while Moe just smirked.

“Yeah, tell your girlfriend straight like that, Himiko,” Moe teased.

Himiko blushed just like Izumi. “I’m not her girlfriend!”

“It’s alright, Himiko. Moe just likes to tease others. Heck, she teased me on our first date,” said Fuyumi.

“Yeah. But hey, I’m pretty sure you two will find someone. Or someones, polygamy is legal after all,” said Moe.

That made Himiko and Izumi think…

And the more they thought, the more they realized their feelings. A month had passed since that day, and it was May now. Himiko was currently in her therapy session with Hound Dog, and things were going well.

“And it’s so refreshing to be able to chat about things with them. Especially when we’re able to watch movies together,” Himiko said.

“That’s good to hear. Now, I must ask… After living with her for two months, how do you feel about Midoriya?”

Himiko paused to collect her thoughts before she spoke.

“After getting to know her, she’s one of the best people I’ve ever met. She’s been helping me with English, always making sure I drink my blood boxes when I need them, letting me use her blood for quirk training, everything my parents never cared to do, she helps me with. And… uh… oh crap, this is gonna sound embarrassing…”

“Don’t worry, Himiko. Just let it out, I won’t judge you,” Hound Dog assured.

Himiko took a deep breath, but a smile and a blush came to her face.

“Izumi… She makes me feel happy. I mean, sure, everyone around me has made me feel happier than I have in my life, but not the way she does. The way she talks about Heroes and Quirks, her hobbies of drawing and building, even watching American or English films with her commentary, she’s so dorky that it’s so cute! And… Aw, fuck it I’m in love with her…”

“I see. How long have you realized this?” he asked curiously.”

“Uh… A few days. But… I don’t know how I should tell her… Be honest with her, you know?”

Hound Dog smiled. “Are you ready to tell her?”

“I am… I’m just hoping it’ll go well when I do…”

“Thank you for this, dad,” said Izumi as she and Toshinori sat down at the table.

“Of course. It’s my day off, so I’m gonna spend it with my daughter, even if her best friend is away,” he smiled.

“Actually, that’s what I wanted to talk about. Dad… It may have only been two months, but… I think I’m in love with Himiko,” Izumi said. “I wanna tell her, too, really soon, but… am I going too quickly?”

“Sweetheart, love is a strange thing. You could fall in love with someone the moment you meet them and marry them in two years, or you can fall for someone over the course of a single month, and start dating by then. So no, I don’t think you’re going too quickly. If anything, I’d be surprised if there wasn’t something between you two at all,” Toshinori scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

“So… it’s worth a shot telling her?”

“I know it is. I’ll be out for a while tonight and tomorrow. I have a meeting with some old friends of mine. I’ll be home tomorrow evening. You and Himiko will have plenty of time to talk then.”

Izumi just nodded.

Himiko had come home a few hours earlier and now she was alone with Izumi. They had made an early dinner and put on a movie. They had been watching Universal Century Gundam together, and they were on the end credits of Char’s Counterattack. Himiko then decided that now was the time.

“Wow… what a conclusion,” Izumi said.

“Yeah, uh… can we talk about the movie later, Zumi? I wanna say something,” Himiko said nervously.

Izumi wordlessly turned the TV off and looked at Himiko.

“I… When you saved me, I felt grateful. Even more so when you offered to let me live here.”

Izumi nodded.

“But… I want to thank you. For everything. You treated me with the respect I wanted for years, you helped me find a solution to my blood cravings, and… thank you for being you.”

“H-Huh?” Izumi was now confused.

“You didn’t try to act like someone else when I was around. You just acted like your adorable dorky self. It’s cute when you talk about the things you like. Hell, when you taught me how to build a Gunpla, I started my own collection, and now we watch it together. It’s because of you I got to experience things I never imagined I’d experience… including knowing what falling in love is like.”

Izumi was blushing now.

“Zumi, you make me feel like I’m the happiest girl in the world. Whenever I’m with you, I wanna spend my time with you. I wanna cuddle up to you when we watch a movie. I wanna go on dates with you… I guess what I’m saying is… I love you, Izumi Midoriya.”

Izumi was speechless. That was similar to what she was going to say!

“That’s not fair…”

“Wh-What?” Himiko was now confused.

“You said what I wanted to say!” Izumi said, blushing.

“Wait, you’re in love with me?”

“YES! I love you too, Himiko. You’re cute, too. And, well… oh god, I can’t talk.”

“Then don’t,” said Himiko with a smile. “Just do what you think feels right.”

Izumi then slowly scooted closer to Himiko… cupped her cheek… and kissed her on the lips. Himiko returned the kiss in kind. After their lips parted they hugged each other tightly.

“So… does this mean we’re… girlfriends?” asked Izumi.

“Well… yeah… Fuck, I guess we’re dating now. It’s kinda awesome!" Himiko giggled.

The two young lovers then sat there for a moment before Himiko spoke again.

“Hey, do you think you’re capable of having feelings for more than one girl?” she asked.

“You mean, like a polyamorous relationship? Yeah, I’m open to it in the future. But I’m fine with just you. For now, at least.”

Himiko giggled. “Good. Because I feel the same way…”

Izumi kissed her girlfriend again. Nothing would prove to be bigger than this. Or at least, that’s what the two lovers thought.

Chapter Text

It was two weeks after Himiko and Izumi had gotten together. Toshinori had been surprised to see the young couple cuddling on the couch watching an Ultraman movie, but he ultimately smiled and congratulated them on getting together. But they hadn’t decided on their first date yet. Something they were discussing together.

“So. What exactly do you wanna do, Himi?” asked Izumi.

“Zumi, I already told you, I’m fine with whatever you’re interested in,” said Himiko. “It could be as fancy as a restaurant, or as simple as an arcade.” She then smirked. “Or maybe you wanna go to an onsen and do a couple’s bath?”

“N-Not yet,” said Izumi blushing. “But, I did have an idea that you might like.”

“Oh? What did you have in mind?”

“Instead of just doing one thing, we can spend a day doing… a few things. After breakfast, we can go to the arcade for a while, go get lunch afterwards, then there’s a double feature at the movie theater coming up that I wanted to go see, then we can buy dinner before going home.”

“Double feature? What movies are they showing?” asked Himiko.

“Mobile Suit Gundam Cucuruz Doan’s Island and Howl’s Moving Castle. Odd that they’re showing those movies together, but…”

“Yeah, we should totally do that! A Gundam movie and a Studio Ghibli film together?! That sounds amazing!” Himiko then glomped onto her girlfriend and kissed her on the cheek. Just then came a knock on the door.

“I’ll get it, Himi.” Izumi then walked up to the door, and found a man in a uniform with a package.

“Is there a… Izumi Midoriya here?” asked the man.

“Oh, that’s me. Good to see you again, Mr. Natsuki,” said Izumi.

“Here’s the package you ordered,” he said, as he gave it to her. “You know, not many people still build these. It’s nice to know that the hobby is still going strong through people like you.” The man gave Izumi a smile.

“Thanks, Mr. Natsuki!” Izumi smiled back as the man left for his delivery van. Izumi brought the package inside and set it on the table.

“Sooo, what’s in the box?” Himiko asked.

“Well, I wanted to celebrate us getting together a little, so…” Izumi then opened the box. “I got you some Gunpla to build. More for your personal shelf, ya know?”

“Awww, thanks, babe!” Himiko smiled.

Soon, it was the day of their first date. Izumi was wearing a pair of black jeans, her red shoes, a green shirt, and a black jean jacket. Himiko was wearing a red sweater with a red skirt, a set of tights, and dark brown boots. And Toshinori was…

“Come on, just one, sweetheart!”

“Dad, please, you know I don’t like having my picture taken.”

“Zumi. If you don’t let your father take our first pic, then I will. And I’ll post it online,” Himiko threatened.

“Take the photo now!” Izumi shouted. Izumi smiled quickly, and her father took the photo.

“Atta girl, Himiko. I could never get Izumi to have her photo taken when she was little. Now, while I won’t be home when you two get back, please don’t stay out too late, okay?” Toshinori said fondly.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Yagi! I’ll have us home by at least 11:00 at night! I promise!” Himiko beamed.

“Yeah. Now, let’s go, Himi.”

Izumi and Himiko were having a really good time. The couple really loved the arcade, playing several games there. Especially of the fighting variety. Soon after their time, they stopped for lunch at a Mexican restaurant. Afterwards, they saw the Double Feature. And they had some… words about the movies.

“It was like I was watching a Disney movie! And we love watching the classic ones, right, Zumi?”

“Heh. Yeah. Hayao Miyazaki’s films are definitely like classic Disney movies in a sense. But anyway, I’m surprised you liked Cucuruz Doan’s Island as much as you did. Especially since it’s literally just a really long episode,” said Izumi.

“Well, yeah, but to be fair, the film itself made that statement, so…” Himiko trailed off.

“Yeah, I get it. Anyway, we should be getting to dinner. And I know just the place!” Izumi smiled cheerfully.

As soon as Izumi and Himiko found their table, a waiter came along.

“Hi, and welcome to the Midtown Diner, I’m Hasumi, and I’ll be your waiter. Welcome back, Midoriya,” their waiter greeted.

“Thanks Hasumi,” Izumi smiled.

“Ooh, and you’re here with a friend, I assume?” he asked, looking at Himiko.

“Actually, I’m her girlfriend, we’re on a date,” said Himiko.

“Well, I hope you enjoy your time here, miss. Midoriya and her father love this place, and they’ve been coming here for years. Now onto drinks, what will it be for you, Midoriya, your usual?”

“Yup. Strawberry Lemonade with light ice,” Izumi said.

“And you, miss?”

“Um… Do you guys have Cranberry Juice?” asked Himiko.

“Wow. We do, but nobody’s ordered that here in a while,” Hasumi chuckled.

“May I have that mixed in with a lemon-lime soda?”

“Yes you may, we do in fact do mixed drinks here. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” said Hasumi as he left.

“Well, did anything on the menu look good to you?” Izumi asked.

“I’m kind of in the mood for the… ‘Cheesesteak’ sandwich,” said Himiko.

“As for me, I think I’ll get my usual. The Brisket sandwich.”

Hasumi came back with the drinks and got Izumi and Himiko’s orders.

“Man, I don’t think I’ve ever eaten something that good in a long time,” said Himiko.

“Sheesh, babe, what else did your parents do to you?” Izumi asked rhetorically.

Himiko and Izumi came back to the house immediately after dinner. Izumi was now looking forward to a nice sleep, considering she and her girlfriend were out quite late.

“Hey, uh, Zumi?”

Izumi looked back at her girlfriend.

“Yeah, Himi?”

“I’m pretty tired right now after walking home, and I’m sure you are, too… So uh… Do you wanna come into my room with me, and… Cuddle?”

Izumi blinked before blushing.

“A-Are you sure, Himi? I mean, you told me you sleep topless, so…”

“I think I’m ready to let you see me now… But… What about you?” Himiko asked. “Do you wanna see me, too?”

Izumi took a deep breath.

“More than that, babe… I want you to see me like that, too. If only because, well… If you want to show me yours… I wanna show you mine.”

Now Himiko was blushing.

“W-Well… go ahead… But we’ll take our shirts off in my room after we get in our sleepwear, okay?”

“Okay,” Izumi nodded.

Himiko changed into her sleepwear, which consisted of a pair of black shorts. Not much, but considering how she slept, it made sense. Then, she heard a knock on the door.

“Come in.”

Izumi walked in wearing similar sleepwear. Before shutting the door.

“Okay. Are you ready, Zumi?

“Y-Yeah, just… wow… I can’t believe this is happening so soon. I’m not seeing you naked, but at the same time, I kind of… am?” Izumi was a little nervous.

“Well… if it weren’t for your dad giving us ‘the talk’ the day he discovered we’re dating… I probably would have gotten naked,” Himiko admitted.

“W-Well, at least he acknowledged the fact we may have to see each other nude if we take a bath together,” Izumi reminded.

“Yeah, true. But… You know that once we do this, there’s no going back, right?” Himiko asked.

“W-We aren’t doing… that yet, are we?” Izumi worriedly asked.

“WHAT?! No! HELL NO! I may be ready for you to see my tits, but not… THAT!” Himiko shouted before taking a deep breath. “Sorry, you did nothing wrong, it’s just… neither of us are ready, and we’re hormonal girls.”

“Well, at least a girl can’t get another girl pregnant,” Izumi said innocently.

Himiko narrowed her eyes at her girlfriend.

“Fair point, but… I would like to have kids someday. I’d love to have a son, you know?”

“Yeah, buuut I think we’re too young to be having kids, Himi.”

“You’re right, you’re right…” Himiko then took a deep breath. “Are you ready for this?”

“As ready as I’ll be,” said Izumi.

“Then… close your eyes until I tell you otherwise.”

Izumi closed her eyes and heard the sound of clothes falling on the floor.

“Okay… Y-You can look now…”

Izumi opened her eyes and could only stare. There was her girlfriend. She really did it. She was topless, nothing covering her bare breasts.

“W-Well… What do you think?”

“Himi… How did you just get more beautiful?”

Himiko blushed, but smiled.

“Sh-Shut up. Lemme see yours now. I’ll close my eyes now.” She did so immediately. She then heard something falling on the ground, then another sound after.

“Okay, Himi… You can look now…”

Himiko opened her eyes and saw…

“Oh my god, you are so fucking hot, Zumi.”

Izumi’s large breasts were out in the open for Himiko to see.

“Th-Thanks, Himi… You know… I appreciate it. I-If you wanna cop a feel, you-”

“No, no, no touching yet! I don’t wanna touch… you… Oh who am I kidding, our boobs are gonna be pressed together in a few seconds anyway, I may as well,” said Himiko.

“Y-Yeah, just… Please be gentle with how you grope me.”

“As you wish, love,” Himiko smiled. Himiko crawled up to Izumi, who nodded. Himiko then slowly grasped her girlfriend’s left breast. Izumi let out a soft gasp.

“You want me to squeeze it, baby?”

“N-No… Grab the other one… but… Let me turn around…” Himiko let go and let Izumi turn around, allowing Himiko’s eyes to see her back… and Himiko stared at something.

“Zumi-babe? Did you always… have this scar?”

“W-What? Oh… I forgot about that… that one is faded, but still visible. It was from… When I was kidnapped. I was four years old when it happened. Some villain broke into my house, and killed my mom… and took me. Subjugated me to his experiments for two years. After that, Dad saved me. And after a while, he adopted me, and brought me home, and the rest is history.”

“Do you still think about that?” Himiko asked.

“Sometimes. I still get nightmares about it, but… they’re rare now. But enough about that, you were about to squeeze me?”

“Actually, Zumi, I-” Himiko then felt it again. “Uh… Maybe I can squeeze you another time?”

“Himi? Are you okay?” asked Izumi

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine… but… I feel the craving coming,” she warned.

“In that case… take some of mine,” Izumi offered.

“A-Are you sure? I-I don’t wanna hurt you,” Himiko said timidly.

“Himi,” said Izumi, turning to face her girlfriend. “You don’t have to be scared of that, because you won’t hurt me. I trust you.”

Himiko nodded as she brought her mouth to Izumi’s neck. She consumed just a small bit of her blood before she stopped.

“Wow… How the hell is your blood that sweet? I swear, any more of that, and I’d be overconsuming.”

“Yeah… You wanna cuddle now?” asked Izumi.

“Yeah, I would love that,” said Himiko. The two girls then laid down on the bed and wrapped their arms around one another.

“Mmmm. You’re so warm, Himi,” Izumi complimented.

“Thanks, Zumi,” Himiko smiled before yawning. “You know… there’s a bigger bedroom up here for two people… Think we can ask your dad if we can move into it? That way we can cuddle like this all the time?”

“Yeah… this feels too nice to not do again… I feel so comfy with you in my arms…” Izumi admitted.

“You wanna try spooning next?” Himiko suggested.

“You just wanna feel my boobs on your back,” Izumi teased.

“You know I do, baby,” Himiko smirked. She yawned again before she started drifting off. “Good night, Zumi. I love you.” Himiko then kissed Izumi before she fell asleep.

Izumi smiled. “Good night Himi. I love you too.” Izumi then fell asleep too.

Toshinori got back early the following morning and decided to check on Himiko. Forgetting to knock, he opened the door to see his daughter and her girlfriend snuggled up together with a blanket covering their torsos. Their legs were uncovered, but he saw their shorts on while their shoulders were bare.

“Heh. Looks like she finally bit the bullet,” he whispered to himself. “They’ll get more comfortable with this soon. I know they will…”

Little did Toshinori know how right he’d be.

Chapter Text

Izumi was surprised. Aizawa had announced he’d be giving her and Himiko all of June, July, and August off for summer vacation, as Nezu demanded. It was a new policy implemented to give the pro heroes working there a bit more time to patrol. So, that gave Izumi and Himiko an opportunity to do more things they wouldn’t have had time for.

“What?! No! How do you keep winning?!” Himiko cried as she lost to Izumi’s Rock Howard.

“Practice. Lots of practice, Himi.”

Of course, they weren’t slacking off on quirk training, but they were keeping it lowkey.

“Hey, so, Himi. Have you found a last name yet?” Izumi wondered.

“Oh yeah! I just legally changed it the other day. I am now Himiko Asuka,” she smiled.

“…You just like Shinn, don’t you?”

“Oh, come on, he was so cool in SEED Freedom, Zumi!”

“Yeah, I know, he’s your favorite… Hey, is it weird that most of our favorite characters in these shows are guys despite us both being lesbians?” Izumi asked.

“Hm… I dunno. I mean, I found Captain Ramius kinda hot,” Himiko admitted.

“Who doesn’t find her hot?” Izumi asked rhetorically.

They then turned the console off and put their controllers away.

“Hey, uh… I’m gonna be running the bath in a bit,” said Izumi. “Wanna join me after I get in?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, I’d like that! Though, not gonna lie, it may be odd for you to see my butt when I get in,” said Himiko.

“Himi, we slept topless together. I think seeing your butt would be fine.”

Izumi had just gotten in the bathtub and pulled the curtain. This bath was in the house’s (somehow) massive basement, and Izumi was waiting for Himiko to get in. Soon, she heard someone walk in.

“Zumi? Are you ready?” asked Himiko.

“Yeah. Come in.”

Izumi saw the curtain pull back and saw Himiko’s full nude body. As well as something she didn’t notice before.

“O-Oh… You still have hair in that area…”

Himiko then looked down and smiled. “I prefer to keep that as-is, even if I’m taken.”

“Well… get in…”

Himiko climbed into the bath and sat in front of Izumi.

“Ahhhhhh, this is just what I needed…” Himiko and Izumi laid in the bathtub for a solid two minutes in silence, just enjoying each other’s company.

“Himi?”

“Yeah, Zumi?”

“How do they feel on your back? My breasts, that is.”

Himiko giggled. “They feel nice. Although, I do feel your nipples getting a little stiff.”

Izumi blushed.

“Speaking of nipples, I recently found out you can get ‘em pierced,” Himiko added.

“Are you thinking of doing that?” Izumi wondered.

“Nah. Not for me. Piercings just aren’t my thing,” Himiko responded.

Izumi then thought for a moment.

“I wonder what dad’s doing.”

Toshinori was meeting with Gran Torino, Mirai, Nezu, Tsukauchi and the rest of the UA staff. This was very important, after all.

“Thank you all for coming. I hoped that it would be under less stressful circumstances, but I guess things didn’t turn out well,” said Aizawa.

“What exactly is this all about?” asked Ectoplasm.

“We recently found a connection,” said Mirai, also known as Sir Nighteye.

“A connection between Midoriya’s kidnapping, and All Might’s final battle with All For One. As it turns out… they happened on the same day,” said Aizawa.

“Normally, that would just be a coincidence,” said Tsukauchi. “But then you remember that two years later, when we rescued Midoriya… She was found to have four Quirks, despite being originally Quirkless.”

“We tried to deny it back then. After all, I had killed that bastard myself. We even destroyed his body to make sure he was gone for good. And, well… he is. But now I think that somehow, the scientist that kidnapped my daughter got access to either the same Quirk he had… Or that someone stole Quirks from him, and gave them to Izumi,” said Toshinori.

“Do you plan on telling the brat and her girlfriend about One For All?” asked Gran Torino.

“Yes, Gran Torino, sir, I do… But not until Himiko’s birthday,” Toshinori responded.

“What about the other Pros that are friends with them?” wondered Midnight.

“I’ll tell them, too, same night. But that said…” Toshinori then brought out a manilla folder. “We have a new problem that we’ve come across. Nezu, I'll hand this over to you.”

“Thank you, Toshinori. As some of you may know, one Tenko Shimura had a freak accident when he activated his Quirk for the first time when he was a young child. He’s been in therapy for a while along with his sister. We recently discovered something rather… troubling.” Nezu then reached for the file and opened it up, revealing a photo of a woman with green hair who looked fairly similar to Izumi.

“Sir, if I may, who exactly is this woman?” asked Cementoss.

“This woman’s name was Inko Midoriya,” Tsukauchi explained. “Biologically, she’s Izumi Midoriya’s mother. But her mother was Nana Shimura.”

“My master, and the seventh user of One For All,” added Toshinori.

“Through this, we found out that Shimura and Midoriya are, in fact, cousins,” said Mirai.

“Why hasn’t Shimura reached out to his cousin?” asked Present Mic?

“Well, he only just found out he HAS a cousin,” said Gran Torino. “Luckily, we know when he might meet her.”

“Indeed. Young Tenko wants to meet his cousin… on July 15th,” said Toshinori.

“Wait, that’s three weeks from today,” Thirteen noted.

“Yeah, but it’s also Izumi’s birthday. I’ve arranged for a distraction while we set up for it,” said Toshinori before he chuckled. “Young Himiko is really looking forward to it.”

“I bet she is,” said Aizawa.

Izumi woke up to find Himiko awake and in bed with her.

“Good morning, Zumi.” Himiko said with a smile.

“Mmmm. Morning, Himi…”

Himiko then kissed Izumi on the forehead. “Happy Birthday, sweetie!”

“Oh, is that your first gift to me?” Izumi asked jokingly.

“Nah, that’s later. I got something much better in mind,” Himiko teased.

Himiko then got out of bed and put a shirt on. Izumi then did the same. When she walked downstairs to the kitchen… There was Toshinori making breakfast… with Ryuko, Rumi, Moe and Fuyumi sitting on the couch.

“Oh! I didn’t know you girls would be here this early!” Izumi admitted.

“Well, that’s because we’re all going on a girls’ trip today,” said Ryuko.

“Hell yeah,” added Rumi. “We’re taking you and your girlfriend to the beach! …She is your girlfriend, right?”

Moe and Fuyumi just giggled.

“Yes, Rumi, she’s my girlfriend. You okay with going to the beach, Himi?” asked Izumi.

“I actually called them and suggested the idea!” Himiko beamed. “We’ll have breakfast here, then head out to the beach, have lunch while we’re there, and once that’s done, we head back here for the cake and gifts!”

“Well… Let’s get to it!” Izumi smiled.

Soon, the six women were at the beach. Izumi was wearing a strapless green bikini top and short shorts. Himiko was wearing a black bikini and heart-shaped sunglasses. Rumi was wearing a white bikini that left nothing to the imagination. Ryuko wore a red bikini with a top that looked like dragon scales. Moe wore a green micro-bikini in contrast to Fuyumi, who wore an ice-blue one-piece. The girls were having a lot of fun, too. Izumi was going for a round of volleyball with Himiko and Fuyumi on her team and the other girls on another.

“One-point match, here we go!” Rumi kicked the ball up in the air while Izumi passed it to Himiko who passed it to Fuyumi who tipped it over to the other side, which hit the ground.

“What?!” Moe shouted.

“Sorry, sweetheart, but even I can beat you in this,” Fuyumi teased.

After a few rounds of single-point games, they decided to just relax for a bit.

“Hey, Himi?”

“Yeah, Zumi?” asked Himiko.

“Could you put some more sunscreen on my back?” Izumi asked, laying on her front, her top undone.

“Yep! One second, babe!” Himiko smiled.

Himiko then grabbed the sunblock and started rubbing it into her girlfriend’s back.

“Mmm, that feels nice, Himi…” Izumi closed her eyes and let her girlfriend work her magic. Ryuko and Moe were getting the same treatment from their own girlfriends.

“Mmmm, you know, babe,” said Moe, “I think today will be the first time I undo the top… and leave it off.”

Fuyumi giggled. “Okay, hon. Just let me undo the neck string.”

As soon as she did so, Moe flipped onto her back, exposing her breasts.

“Man, am I glad I can do this legally,” Moe smiled.

Himiko and Izumi heard this.

“You wanna leave your top off, Zumi?” Himiko asked.

“Yeah, I wanna try it out.” Izumi then sat up, leaving her top on the towel and taking the sunscreen from her girlfriend, the green-haired girl applying sunblock to her now bare chest before laying down on her back in the sun, Himiko joining in after removing her own top.

“Never thought you girls would be ones for topless sunbathing,” Ryuko commented as she removed her own top.

“Well, to be honest,” said Himiko, “I tried it a few days ago, it feels really good.”

“And sometimes, I just wanna let my girls out to let me or Himi massage them,” said Izumi.

Himiko smiled. ‘Only one thing left to do.’

Himiko had blindfolded Izumi before she and the rest of the girls left the beach. Now, they were all at the door of the house.

“Himi? When can I take this blindfold off?” asked Izumi.

“Not yet, Zumi. We need to go inside first.”

The door opened and Himiko took her girlfriend’s hand, walking her into the house.

“Okay. Now you can take it off.”

Izumi did so, and she saw Aizawa, Midnight, Present Mic, Nezu, and her father all there.

“Happy Birthday, Izumi,” said Toshinori, smiling.

Izumi started tearing up.

“Are you okay, sweetie?” asked Himiko. Izumi ran to her father and hugged him tightly.

“Thank you… Thank you so much!” Izumi cried tears of happiness as Himiko joined the hug.

“Ahem.”

A new voice came into the room. He had messy white hair, dark red eyes, and wore a pair of bracelets on his wrists.

“Hi. My name is Tenko Shimura.”

“Uh, hi… Shimura… Nice to meet you. But… why are you here?” asked Izumi.

“Well… I’m your cousin. Your mom was my aunt. We never knew each other because my father forbade her from contacting us… Nice to meet you. Happy Birthday,” said Tenko, extending his hand, which Izumi shook.

“Wow… I leave home today to spend time with my friends and my awesome girlfriend… and when I come home… I get to meet a long lost family member.”

“Two, actually.” Another voice came from behind Tenko, rolling in a wheelchair. She was wearing prosthetic legs under a short blue sundress. “Hi, I’m Hana Shimura! Your other cousin, and Tenko’s sister.”

“Wow…! This is unexpected. I hope to see you two soon. Now… let’s party on, I-I guess,” said Izumi.

After everyone had gone home, Himiko and Toshinori were still with Izumi.

“Well, Zumi… You’ve gotten gifts from everyone but us so far… so let me get my gift to you…”

“I’ll get mine, too,” said Toshinori.

Izumi nodded. Himiko and Toshonori then came back with their gifts. Wrapped in green paper. Himiko’s was significantly bigger. Toshinori’s was much smaller.

“Izumi, we may not have known each other for long, but I wanted to give this to you, since, well… You’re not just the best girlfriend I’ve ever asked for… But this is something I saved up for just to give it to you. I love you Izumi, Happy Birthday,” Himiko smiled.

Izumi unwrapped it and she felt a smile come to her.

“You didn’t!”

“I did,” Himiko smiled. In Izumi’s hands was the High Grade Cosmic Era Destroy Gundam.

“Oh, thank you, Himiko!” Izumi said as she hugged her girlfriend before kissing her.

“Don’t forget your old man,” Toshinori said jokingly as he gave Izumi the gift. Izumi opened it and saw…

“A locket?” Izumi was curious.

“Go ahead. Open it up,” Toshinori encouraged. When Izumi opened it, she felt tears come back.

“Is… Is that…?”

“Yup. The photo I took of you and Himiko on your first date. And I’m glad you never took the photo, Himiko. That could have been dangerous.”

“How? I mean, you’re Toshinori Yagi, and to the public, most people would think Izumi’s your daughter, not All Might’s,” said Himiko.

“I know, but if it ever came out that I’m All Might, then Izumi may pay the price. In more ways than one… That’s why I have you listed as ‘Midoriya” and not ‘Yagi,’ Izumi.”

Izumi smiled, tears still streaming down her face, but she hugged her father tightly.

“I love you, dad… I love you, Himiko…”

“Happy Birthday, babe,” said Himiko.

This was Izumi’s best birthday. But when Himiko’s would come, a big secret would be revealed.