13. Break

It was finally time for Mrs. Midoriya to leave for her week-long business trip. She had pushed it back even further to take care of Himiko, but now that Izuku was off of school he could watch her during the day.

"Are you sure you have your toothbrush," Mrs. Midoriya said, looking at her son.

"Mom, I'm not even the one leaving for a trip. I'll be leaving for camp after you get back anyway, so I'll be fine," he raised his eyebrows at his concerned mother.

"Oh yes, of course. You'll be fine, both of you," she said, reassuring herself more than anyone else. She then gave Izuku a big hug and kiss on the forehead. Even that task was difficult because of how tall he had gotten, and she suddenly realized how much of a man he was becoming. "You've really made me proud Izuku," she whispered in his ear. "Take care of her for me."

Then she looked fondly at his girlfriend next to him. She had also become attached to Himiko, who she already saw as her daughter-in-law. She gave her warm, motherly hug and stepped back examining the two. Himiko was wearing very short athletic shorts, paired with a green U.A. hoodie that was more than likely Izuku's. He on the other hand was wearing a tank top and athletic shorts, showing he was about to go workout. Mrs. Midoriya was extremely proud of them and as she saw their hands drift closer together and fingers eventually interlock, she knew they would be fine no matter what happened as long as they were together. Smiling at the two she shut the door behind her, marking the start of their week together.

Waving her out, Himiko and Izuku turned quickly towards each other. They now had the entire apartment alone to themselves for the next week and now that Izuku was off of school they had all the time in the world.

Himiko had a devilish grin paired with wild eyes showing on her face as she looked up at her boyfriend, "So what should we do first?!"

…

That afternoon there was lots of noise coming from the Midoriya apartment. Mostly thumping that would later be submitted in noise complaints the following day. Inside the apartment both of them were covered in a thick layer of sweat. Himiko regretted not tying her hair back due to all the movement from the past hour, resulting in a crazy mess on her head. However she was enjoying every second of it. She was blushing like crazy while her breathing stayed heavy. She hadn't worked this hard in months. Her feline-like eyes examined every part of Izuku, trying to look for an opening. Similarly he was struggling, using all of his endurance to prepare for the onslaught that she would soon bring him. Suddenly she leapt forward, engaging him in a flurry of quick blows with two tonfas. Izuku took the blows, trying to get out of reach and block the best he could, trying a new tactic Toga had suggested. Instead of using his arms to directly engage in combat, it might be better to use his stronger legs.

Izuku jumped back and vaulted off of the ceiling back at Himiko. Her legs came down at her in a flash, but she was quick to respond by guarding her arms with her tonfas. She was pushed back as a result but her martial arts training came in handy and hardly even lost balance. The two spent another hour sparring until exhaustion finally caught in. Izuku went to defend against another attack from Himiko but was only hit by a bear hug. She flung her new weapons to the side and jumped on the boy, wrapping her arms and legs around him, sending both of them to the ground.

"Ouch," he said, landing on his back. "We finished for the day then?" He looked up only to see a mass of blonde hair. Her face was pressed against his chest, moving up and down with his every breath. She could smell his sweat but it surprisingly wasn't unpleasant, however it was a natural smell that only made her blush harder. "I take it you liked the tonfas, they are military grade after all." Izuku and Toga had wanted to begin to spar so they could each improve their skills. They technically weren't supposed to spar indoors, but it allowed them to both use their quirks freely without any trouble from others. Luckily now, Inko wouldn't be screaming at them to not break her house. After only a couple shifts in furniture the apartment became combat ready. But both Izuku and her therapist thought it wasn't a good idea for her to deal with human blood for the time being, so Izuku had bought her a pair of combat tonfas. The batons proved to be very effective, especially when used by a skilled fighter such as her. However by the look she was giving him now those probably weren't the only bruises he would receive during this next week.

"You need to take a shower," she looked up at him. He began to brush her hair with his hands, running each strand through his fingers.

"I could say the same for you." With that he felt her lift her body to take a seat on his groin.

"Alright, it's settled then, I'll see you in there in 5 minutes," she stated, not asking a question but more of a command. If Izuku wasn't flustered before he definitely was now.

…

Himiko finished dinner at around 7:00, spending about an hour in the shower. Izuku hoped it wouldn't show on the hot water bill.

Toga placed down a steaming dish in front of Izuku and then took a seat across from him. Pleasant smells wafted up to his nose making his mouth begin to water. She had become a particularly good cook, picking up her old "housewife" skills she had originally learned during middle school. Speaking of school Toga had her new laptop open next to her looking at her last assignments from the online school she was currently taking. It would catch her up on some of the things she had missed until she was ready to enroll in a real school. At the moment there was no suspect linked with her murders, so Izuku figured she could eventually go to a regular school without her past following her.

Himiko closed the laptop and set it aside to find Izuku looking intensely at her. She raised an eyebrow at him as she began to eat her food.

"I think you should try to enroll in U.A." he blurted out. Toga almost spit out her food after hearing that.

"You think I should try to enroll in your hero school?" She said half-choking.

"Yes, I do," he said seriously, reaching across the table and grabbing her hand. "I definitely think you could get in too,"

"We both know my quirk is not something people consider hero worthy."

"I know but maybe this can be a push to change people's minds about quirks."

"Izuku, I don't think that—"

"But your quirk can be extremely useful, it might be a little unconventional, but I mean look at Pro Heroes like Vlad King. He's not exactly a fan favorite, but he is still a Pro—"

"Izuku, stop. I know the pros of my quirk, but I also know the cons more than anybody. No one is simply going to admire or acknowledge a hero who has to swallow human blood to use their quirk. But I really don't think you would understand," she said, finally looking back down at her food.

Izuku sighed, "I understand more than you know. I think it's time to tell you what life is like being quirkless…"

…

Later that night the couple were laying next to each other in Izuku's bed. Himiko was clutching to his shirtless chest with his arm wrapped around her. Her injuries were all healed at this point and it bewildered Izuku to think they had spent almost two months together now. It seemed just like yesterday when they had first met on that extremely stressful night, yet he trusted her enough now to tell her his deepest secret.

"I am All Might's successor and this quirk was given to me by the Number 1 Hero," he had said only a couple hours before. She had been surprised but the more she heard his story, the more she understood. However to Himiko it didn't really matter. That quirk was more his than anyone else's. He has worked and is still working to master it everyday, and that is something anyone can admire.

Izuku squeezed her shoulder, "I know you aren't sure about U.A., but please don't push it off the table. After all there is no one I'd rather fight beside than you."

She leaned into him tighter. "Alright, fine I'll think about it." She felt the same way after all.

Suddenly there was a buzz coming from his phone. He raised his arm in order to check his phone, giving Himiko a clear view to peep on who he was texting.

"Who the hell is Ochako Uraraka and what does she want at this hour?" Toga squinted at the device while their still nameless cat jumped onto Deku's stomach making him groan.

"She's just a classmate," he said quickly, sensing a murderous intent. "She was just asking me if I'm going to the mall tomorrow with the rest of my class to get supplies for camp."

"Say yes!" Toga demanded. She was interested to meet all the people Izuku called friends and see if they were worthy to be called such. It als would be an understatement to say Toga was a jealous girlfriend. After all, the two are inseparable.