XxXxXxX

A quiet voice of the news anchor on a small TV was the only sound in the room as Izuku looked through the window into the snow covered scenery. The large UA academy building was looming in the distance, on the other side of the city from his hospital.

It felt like a particularly mocking thing from life to the young man, as if telling him that the school he dreamed about was beyond his reach. It was only more accentuated by the diagnosis from his physician, his fate being decided without any way to change it.

Damage to the spine and his left hip, effectively making him a crippled 15 years old quirkless kid that with a lot of luck would be barely able to walk for the rest of his life. It was the price he had to pay for his 'friend' to live, something that Aunty Mitsuki nearly hugged the stuffing out of him for.

He wished that she would finish the job that this villain tried to do, it would be so much better than being stuck in bed for the next few months and being sentenced to life in pain.

His mother would visit everyday after work, telling him about her day and what she did. She was trying to make him feel better, but it was a bit too late for that. The large smile on her face when he told her that he should try to attend a normal school instead of a hero course was equally painful as his injuries, if not more.

Izuku didn't blame her, the logical side of his mind telling him that it was the right choice. He couldn't compete with the likes of Kachan or other powerful quirk holders, it was just physically impossible, now more than ever. Even his idol, his heroic God, thought the same.

All Might told him that it was impossible, and he knew that the larger than life man was right. The green haired boy knew nearly all his fights, some even leveling entire city blocks before the blonde hero managed to apprehend his opponents. It was only logical that a quirkless nobody couldn't do anything in instances like those, training or not.

His eyes focused on the large snowflakes falling lazily through the air. Their nearly encyclopedic definition entered his mind, together with calculations about their current speed, weight and density. He had an urge to snort from the joke that life played on him, from the morbid amusement that it took all from him just to give a small consolation in the form of a mental quirk and a large scar on the side of his head.

Getting thrown away like a worthless piece of garbage by the sludge villain he hit the side of a building, getting a nasty concussion, shattered pelvis and broken back for his trouble. At least Katsumi was able to get away from that monster when it's attention was on him, even if she herself was one too.

After that incident those numbers just started to appear, giving him so much information about anything he looked at that in the beginning his head was threatening to split open. Now it was just an irritating pain, something that he could ignore, even if barely.

A soft click of the opening doors caught his attention, ripping him out of his thoughts.

"Hey Izu-chan! I'm a bit early today!" Inko happily marched into the room, a small basket with some snacks in her hands. Izuku immediately forced a small smile so she wouldn't see his depressed face, it was the least he could do for her.

The numbers that were associated with his mother listed out all of her data, from the infamous three sizes to the exact number of hair on her head. The amount of information about the things in his vision was ever expanding, but at some point changing into a series of signs and numbers that he couldn't even try to comprehend. Most of the things he could see were like static on an old TV with a really bad signal, causing his headaches to only increase.

"Hey Mom. What brings you here so early?" He asked back, genuinely curious. It was really hard to not focus on his mother and still look at her, otherwise he would just see a blob of data instead of a person.

"Ah, I have really good news! I found a really good academy that's willing to let you take the entrance exam at a later date than normal! They agreed for you to start attending after your physical therapy ends, you would just need to keep up with the material by yourself. It's a really good school too, with a large campus and even a University! That's really really good!" She bounced happily in place with a large smile.

"You repeated 'good' four times…" He said with a feeling that his mother really wanted him to attend said school. At least he has a quirk now, so he wouldn't be a total outcast like to this point.

"Because it's that good!" She beamed even more. Too much in fact, for his liking.

"I sense a big but…" Izuku said with his already strained smile dropping a bit more.

"Young man! If you are trying to insinuate that I'm fat then you are asking for trouble!" Inko immediately lost her smile and started reproaching her son.

"Mom… you are hiding something. Where is this school you want me to attend?" He ignored her, asking for what he felt was the reason for her behavior.

"Ah … umm… it's in the… hima…" Seeing that her small ruse was easily found out she replied in a small voice. So small in fact that he couldn't hear her at all.

"Where?" He asked once more.

"It's in Kagoshima prefecture. Kuoh Academy." Giving up she replied after a few seconds, preparing for an argument to break out.

"That's… on the other side of Japan…" Izuku said more to himself than his mother. Looking back through the window he saw the imposing H shaped UA academy building. His dream school, the place he wanted to attend since... forever. The place that was going to be the beginning of his heroic career, just like it was for All Might or Endeavor.

"Sweety, please. It's a really good school and…" Inko started to plead with him, especially when he started to look at the giant building in the distance.

"I'll go." He replied courtly, cutting her off. She seemed stunned for a few seconds, but quickly bounced back from her stupor with double the enthusiasm.

"That's wonderful! I'll go see the head nurse to finish up some paperwork, please eat something before we go home!" She happily stated, already being halfway to the doors after depositing the basket she carried into his hands.

Starting to munch on the fruits from his mother, he didn't want to look at the large structure in the distance any more. It was time to grow up and stop chasing empty dreams.

XxX

"And here we are! I'm so excited!" Smiling like a little girl on Christmas, Inko parked the car in front of their new home.

At first it really surprised the green haired woman how cheap a house of this size was, and thanks to the fact that their small apartment was nearly in the middle of the heroic capital of Japan they were able to afford a two story house with a large backyard on the outskirts of Kuoh city after selling it.

"Yes, it's as nice looking as in those photos you showed me earlier." Izuku replied, a small smile on his own face.

"Let's go! I'll carry your things and you unpack, how does that sound?" Still giddy, the green haired mother asked, with her son laughing a bit at her antics.

"Mom, I can walk again by myself. I can handle a few boxes and a suitcase." He replied back.

"Oh no you don't, young man! You barely started to walk a few weeks ago, and with a cane to boot! You need to still take it easy, maybe even use a wheelchair for a bit more." She huffed back, getting angry at her stubborn son.

"Okay, okay… don't need to get all grumpy… I'll take my suitcase though, it has wheels so I can just drag it along at least." He said with a small chuckle, taking out the mentioned baggage and hobbling along the walkway to the doors. The soft clicking of the wooden cane on the hard surface accompanying him all the way.

Inko watched her son go, a small tear of happiness threatening to escape her eyes. After nearly two years her son was able to walk again, even if he needed a cane to do so. Barely stopping the few tears that already gathered, she grabbed a few boxes from the trunk and hoisted them up. They were heavy, but after having to physically care for the nearly paralysed Izuku, it wasn't that hard to carry them inside.

Another surprise came when the green haired teen decided to sell nearly all of his hero merchandise, especially his limited edition All Might memorabilia. She nearly fainted after seeing the amount of money it gave him, most of those things she bought personally for only a few Yen for her little boy years ago!

Taking their time to settle, Izuku chose a large room on the upper floor of the house. It had a large triangular window that looked over the backyard and a really nice view of the ocean in the distance. His mother was trying to talk him into taking a room on the ground level, but relented in the end. The unusual design of the room that has large rafters running across it was really nice to look at too, even if it makes it more tedious to clean.

Walking slowly down the stairs, the green haired teen found his mother in the middle of preparing a meal for them in the freshly unpacked kitchen.

"Hey mom. I finished with my room, need any help?" He asked after seating on the other side of the kitchen counter.

"Not really, I'm finishing here too…" She replied, stirring a steaming pot with a ladle.

"Do you really want to go to school on Monday? You can take a few more days off if you want." She asked, still working on the dish at hand.

"I already lost a whole year and the first two weeks of the second, even if the Kuoh Academy did allow me to study from home." He replied, pouring himself a bit of juice.

"Just be careful, okay? I will need to return back to Musutafu on Sunday, there are still some things I need to take care of before they will be able to transfer me here…" She started, already feeling bad for having to leave her son just after a big move like that.

"Don't worry Mom, it's only a week or two. I'll be alright, this city is supposedly one of the quieter ones in the country. I promise I'll take it easy if I have to and I'll call you if anything happens." He said after taking a few sips from his glass.

"It's my job to worry, Izu-chan." She replied, finishing her work at the stove. "Let's eat!"

The two of them talked a bit more, excited for their new chapter in life beginning in full.

The weekend ended much faster than they would like but all the work needed to settle down was finished. Their rooms were furnished and decorated, cleaned too. The house turned out to be quite big for them but it was a welcomed change from their small apartment. It was a long time since the small family of two had an opportunity to just burn some time together. Inko was extremely happy from the fact that she had a backyard now too, already planning a few small flower beds and other things she would love to add.

Monday came quite quickly too, marking the first day in two years that he would attend school with his peers. He didn't know how to feel about that, not having too many good memories about school from before the incident.

Walking down to the kitchen he already managed to wear his school uniform, a bit too fancy for his liking but nothing that really could be done about that.

The new school uniform consisted of a black blazer with white accents over a white, long-sleeved, button-down shirt with vertical linings, a black ribbon on the collar, matching black pants and brown dress shoes. At least his wooden walking cane matched it a bit and the large round glasses that he wore too.

They mostly served as a distraction for his new 'quirk', causing it to analyze the glasses in front of his eyes until he consciously focused it on something else. This way he didn't have to worry about a sudden headache whenever he looked at something new that his strange ability could analyze.

His new eyewear raised a few questions from the ever fretting mother, but she quickly accepted his excuse that he was just trying a new look. The comments from his mother that ladies would swoon over him were unneeded in his humble opinion. Who would want to even look at a small, scrawny, crippled guy that has scars all over?

He didn't see any need to tell anyone about this ability, not after so many times his mother cried in her bedroom because she was worried about him to death. He wouldn't become a hero any more, there was no need to even have a meta ability now.

After eating a meal that Inko prepared before her departure, he gathered his things and went out of their home. It was a quiet neighborhood with a lot of space between the houses. A nice walkway with trees on either side ran along the road leading in the direction of the actual city, visible in the distance.

With the clacking of the cane accompanying him, Izuku slowly traveled to the bus stop that would take him to his new school.

The scenery passed by, changing from the more rural to urban. Shops and neon signs followed shortly after, merchandise from heroes displayed on billboards. A few more interesting mutation quirks caught his attention, but more as a curiosity than something he would analyze.

From the time of his accident, Izuku didn't take that much interest in the quirks around him. Previously an obsessive hobby turned more into mild curiosity, even his notebooks were neatly stored on the bookshelf, more as a memento than something he used.

He stepped out of the bus half an hour later, the building of his school visible in the distance. It was quite nice, something that one would probably associate with the more wealthy people. The main building was made in European style, with arches and high windows, giving it all a really 'classy' look. From the main gate a large fountain was the first thing that greeted anyone who entered into the courtyard that was flanked by separate buildings.

Taking out a booklet about the school and its history, Izuku slowly walked along the gathering students. A few groups of girls pointed at him and giggled, but being ridiculed and made fun of was a normal occurrence for him. Ignoring them and continuing with his day was the best thing he could do.

"Ugh… my worst enemy… stairs…" Grumbling to himself he started to go up, a few students looking at him as if they didn't know if they should help or not. Making a short stop on the middle level he gritted his teeth, his left hip flaring in pain briefly. Just when he was about to resume his walk one of the passing students hit his cane by accident, sending him tumbling back down. Squeezing his eyes shut, Izuku waited for the impact but it never came.

"Are you okay?" A delicate voice full of worry asked him. He could feel two soft arms embracing him but at the same time it was strange how strong his savior seemed to be.

Opening his eyes, green met grey. A blonde girl with long hair and a mole under her left eye was looking at him slightly from above, their faces too close for any comfort.

"T-t-thank you. I'm alright. I-I-I… I'm sorry!" Izuku immediately replied, trying to move away from her. In his panic he tried to push away with his hand, only to get hugged even harder.

"That's good. I'm going to set you on your legs, okay? Please stop struggling." She tried to calm him down, a bit of mirth seeping into her voice from the reaction.

Allowing this girl to do as she said, the green haired teen started to blush profusely. Leaning on the nearby wall he received back his cane that tumbled nearly to the previous floor when he let go of it.

"T-t-thank you for s-saving me." He stuttered out, not used to the warm smile from a beautiful girl his age.

"Don't mention it! I'm Kiba Yumi from 2C. Nice to meet you! Are you a transfer student? I never saw you before and you are quite recognizable to be completely honest!" She said with a smile, causing him to blush even harder.

"I-I'm Midoriya I-Izuku. Also from 2C…" He replied, looking to the ground.

"Wait… WAIT! You are that guy?! The ghost of Kuoh Academy!" She suddenly exclaimed, taking a step back as if she was in the presence of the Prime Minister.

"What?" He asked, looking at her in surprise. At her declaration a small crowd already started to form, hushed whispers and giggles from the surrounding girls causing him to shiver a bit. Such things hand only one outcome in his life and it wasn't anything he would want to relieve.

Seeing that the green haired teen in front of her was getting a bit defensive, the blonde girl paused. He got into a more slouched posture, the knuckles of the hand that was holding his wooden cane started to get white from the force he gripped it with. His eyes were saying the most though, scanning the still forming crowd as if someone would suddenly attack him or throw stones.

"Ahahaha! Sorry, sorry! I'll explain as we go! I'll carry your bag if you want? Our classroom is on the second floor so it would be better if I did. Or maybe I could carry you too? Would it be faster?" Yumi laughed heartily, shooing away the gathered people with her hands as if they were flies.

"I… thank you, but it won't be needed. I can carry it by myself." To her surprise he didn't stutter at all and even gripped his schoolbag tighter, as if she was trying to steal it from him. Why would someone be so defensive and scared of everyone?

"Okay, but I will go with you Izuku-kun. Can I call you Izuku-kun?"

"I-I-I don't m-mind…" He replied, looking shyly away. Hobbling slowly up the stairs he listened to the blonde girl who turned out to be quite a chatterbox. It wasn't that bad in the end, he learned a lot of gossip before they even got to their class because of that.

XxX

Sitting by the window of her clubroom, a beautiful red headed girl sighed deeply. A lot of things were piling up in her personal life, giving her beautiful blue eyes a tired look. She observed the students that exited the school, her window from the separate club building having the perfect view of the main gate.

"Here's your tea, Rias." A black haired girl said softly, a friendly and reassuring smile on her face.

"Thank you, Akeno." Taking the offered teacup, Rias directed her sight back at the gate.

"Ufufufu...You aren't thinking about running away, are you?" The raven haired girl asked with a playful tone, her violet eyes shining in the morning light.

"If only I could…" The redhead answered absent-mindedly, her eyes on the city and horizon beyond the large brick walls that encapsulated the school grounds.

"You shouldn't be so glum, some wrinkles are already forming."

"... Are you trying to cheer me up or anger me?"

"Ufufufu, why not both?" Hiding her smile behind the serving tray, Akeno went back to the tea cart and started cleaning it.

A white haired girl sat at one of the two sofas nearby, nibbling at a piece of cake that certainly was too big for her small body. She perked her head up for a second, like a small animal that heard something out of place.

Rapid footsteps could be heard, followed by the doors slamming open. Kiba Yumi jumped inside, her cherry attitude causing a small smile to appear on the residents inside.

"Buchou! You won't believe it! I finally met him!" She zipped quickly to Rias who smiled at her club member's antics.

"Who did you meet, Yumi-chan?" The red headed girl asked, sipping from her teacup.

"The ghost of Kuoh Academy! He finally showed up to school! And I invited him for tea but he needed to go home early today, something about an appointment with a physical therapist…"

"Oh, I remember him. The first year student that didn't show even once to the school but was in first place on all exams with a perfect score each time. Well, now second year." Rias said offhandedly, setting the empty cup on her desk. "So? What's your first impression?" She asked once again with a small smile.

"Hmmm… he's a good listener? Maybe a bit jumpy and scared of people if I had to describe… his eyes are a bit strange though." The blonde replied while taking a bite of a cake from her white haired friend.

"You mean a quirk or...?"

"That's what's strange about them. He always looks into space, rarely focusing on anything. But when he looked at me, his eyes seemed to glow slightly and I felt… weird? It was hard to see because of his glasses, but I'm certain that they had a moving glow to them. He seemed somewhat startled for half a second as if he saw something but he didn't seem any different afterwards."

"Hmm… could you invite him here tomorrow? I would like to meet this mysterious man by myself." The club president decided, her own eyes full of curiosity.

"I can ask him tomorrow, maybe he will have time then?"

"Thank you, Yumi-chan." Rias replied, starting to go through documents on her desk. After a few minutes she stopped on one, one of her brows raising a bit.

"That's strange, why didn't I see this earlier?" She muttered to herself but shrugged in the end and put it away with the other reports. Her afternoon continued like that, the red headed girl trying to catch up to her work that piled up a bit after the weekend.

XxX

"Yes Mom, I already ate. You prepared enough food to last me a week." Izuku replied to his mother who called him immediately after her shift ended.

He felt a bit bad for lying to the only girl that was so nice to him, probably the first one in his entire life, but he felt too overwhelmed to just go to her club like that. His classmate was really lively and talkative, practically monologuing at him non stop whenever they had time to talk. It wasn't that bad really, with Izuku not knowing what to talk about it was a small blessing that she carried all their conversations like that.

"How was your first day in the school Izu-chan? Did you make any friends?" His mother asked, her voice clearly tired after a long day of work but somewhat happy and hopeful too.

"It wasn't bad really. The people in my class are friendly and it was really nice to talk to someone too." He replied a bit vaguely, the nice breeze from the sea nearby ruffling his green hair

"Did you meet any girls?" Inko asked giddily, a small blush appearing on her son's face. He didn't reply, causing the older greenette to chuckle on the other side of the phone.

"How are you feeling? If anything hurts then you can skip school for now, you shouldn't strain yourself if you don't need to."

"I'm fine, maybe a bit tired from all this walking. Actually I'm resting right now on a bench near the beach. It's really nice here, quiet too. We need to go for a walk here when you get home." Izuku replied, massaging his left leg a bit.

"We certainly will but please don't strain yourself too much and return before sunset okay? I'm sorry Izu-chan but I need to go for now, I'll call you tomorrow around this time alright?"

"Yeah, that would be great." The greenette replied, his eyes directed at the slightly orange horizon.

"I'll see you soon, love you."

"I love you too Mom, don't overwork yourself too much." He replied, getting a chuckle in return.

Putting his phone into his pocket, Izuku played for a few minutes with the wooden cane in his grasp. Such a simple device but so important to him now too.

It was so quiet where he sat. Away from the city and the streets, not even a single human for as far as he could see. Before him was a small concrete wall that divided the walkway from the beach, the sand being a few meters lower. His green eyes scanned over the vast expanse of water, for once not having to consciously avoid focusing on something, just relaxing.

He stood up after around twenty minutes, stretching and preparing himself for a 'long' nearly two kilometer walk back to his new home. It was good that his mother didn't know about that little tidbit or she would worry for him trying to force himself.

Slowly, step after step, he followed along the beach for a few minutes. The soft splashes of water on the shore and the wind made a gentle melody that only helped him relax more.

After fifteen minutes he was about to turn into the sidewalk that would guide him to the small residential area their new house was located in but something made him pause. A faint noise caught his attention, audible only because it was carried by the wind from the beach. Stepping a bit closer he clearly heard it after a while, soft sobbing of a woman entering his ears.

He wasn't a hero, nor did he want to become one any more. But something barely forgotten stirred in his heart, a notion that he lived by for as long as he remembered. At least before the incident that barred him from his dreams for good.

Walking to the nearby stairs he tried to go down them as fast as he could, ignoring the flaring pain in his hip he basically jumped down them on his right leg to go even a bit faster. With the sounds of crying and sobbing getting a bit more clear, the green haired teen easily found the source that was hidden just behind a small boulder a few meters away from the base of the stairs.

A young woman in a blue business suit sat on the sand, a cascade of silver hair going down her back and pooling on the ground. She was clearly distressed, her face hidden in her knees that she was hugging to her chest. A glass alcohol bottle was discarded to the side, more than half still remaining in the container.

"Miss, are you alright?" He asked in a level tone, or as level as he could manage after the exertion that he certainly shouldn't have made.

The crying woman didn't react, as if she didn't hear him. The sobs that were racking her body still continued, now joined with hiccups that despite the situation managed to sound somewhat cute.

His eyes inevitably focused on the woman's form, the information immediately starting to flow into his brain without any way to prevent that. It was strange to say the least, the numbers that were similar in all other humans were vastly different for her. It was like his new classmate but Kiba-san's numbers were at least somewhat similar to the others that he saw from the moment of his quirk activating.

"Whoou theree?" She asked suddenly with a slight slur, as if startled by his mere presence that she didn't react to earlier.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to scare you. Are you alright? It's getting a bit dark and it wouldn't be a good idea to stay here any longer." Izuku said, not moving from his spot and trying to appear as unthreatening as possible.

"I don have anyware to gooo…" She replied between sniffles and hiccups. The silver haired woman started to pat the ground around her for a few seconds, finding the bottle of alcohol and taking a long gulp before he even could try to stop her.

"Miss, I think that you shouldn't drink any more. I can call for a taxi for you if you want, you should return home." He tried once more after stepping a bit closer. There still was a few meters between them but from this distance he clearly could see her foreign features and beautiful aqua blue eyes that were a bit red and puffy from her earlier crying.

"I don wanna! They will jus laugh at me again! I'm no servan I'm a proud Valkyrie! Tat old geeze can go and kiss my ass! I'm not goin bak!" She exclaimed loudly and with anger in her voice. It took the greenette by surprise, he half expected the unknown woman to throw the glass bottle she was holding at him.

"Miss, you can't stay here for the night. At least please go to a hotel or something like that." He tried once more, not too keen to leave a clearly distressed and drunk woman.

"But I neveh manged to guide any shouls into the Valalahalaa tooooo…. I'm a faiureeee… ish that why noone love meeee?" She ignored him totally, starting to cry once more.

Sighing to himself, Izuku walked a bit closer and sat down beside the silver haired woman. She clearly wasn't in a good state, especially with her drunken babbling about valkyries and souls. Maybe she was an actress or something of the sort? She certainly was beautiful, even in the state she was in now.

The sniffling and crying continued for another fifteen minutes, the mysterious woman beside him seemingly calming down a bit. She lifted her head slightly, looking at him with a lost look on her face.

"Who are you?" She asked, as if she didn't talk to him for the last twenty minutes.

"Midoriya Izuku, I live nearby and found you here when I was taking a walk." He replied but it was clear that she was still drunk and in a daze.

"You look cute." She said suddenly, squinting her eyes and leaning in his direction. Being taken off guard from that comment he didn't react in time, the older girl falling over into the sand with a soft thud.

"Are you okay?" He asked, seeing that her face got a lot paler than half a minute ago.

"I don feel soh good…" She groaned, trying and failing to get back up.

Scooting closer he offered her a hand, but instead of sitting back up she only pulled him down with a surprising amount of strength. With a dazed look in her eyes she hugged him into her quite impressive chest, ignoring his words of protest and attempts of freeing himself.

"You leave me too… everybody does…" She mumbled to herself while crying into his curly green hair. Izuku panicked for a while, being manhandled by an unknown girl and all. He tried to push away from her, just to grit his teeth from a searing, paralyzing pain that flared in his lower back.

He stopped struggling after that, waiting for the phantom pains to subside and trying to think of a way out. Air was already getting a bit chilly, the last rays of sun barely lighting up the beach they were on.

"Why noboty loffs meeee… I'm not tat baaad… whyyyy… " She wailed again, making his green hair wet from the tears.

"I'm not going to leave you." He said after she went quiet for a few seconds.

"You just say thaad… everyone leavvvs…"

"I won't." He replied once more, being able to somewhat sympathize with this strange girl he didn't even know the name of. Hearing that she was once more drinking he hazarded a look and to his slight annoyance the silver haired girl gulped down the rest of the clear liquid that made his nose wrinkle at the smell.

"You fluffy…" She said, combing his hair with her hand that was smeared in sand.

Closing his eyes, Izuku tried to not think about the amount of dirt he would need to later wash out of his hair. Sighing inwardly he let the older girl do what she wanted for a few more minutes, especially after she focused on his hair and started to play with them instead of crying her eyes out.

"Sooooo… what's your name?" The greenette asked, smiling to the girl after seeing that she seemed confused.

"Rosswse…" She slurred out with difficulty.

"That's a beautiful name, sounds really foreign." He replied, getting a slight blush in return. It was hard to recognize if it was from the small compliment or the alcohol that she drank just a few minutes ago.

"I'm going to call you Ro-san for now, okay?" He asked after seeing that he wouldn't get the proper name for now. He didn't get an answer, as the drunk silver haired girl once more started to treat him as a body pillow and played with his curly hair.

Now, normally he would freak out in such situations. He was even surprised by himself that he wasn't doing just that right now. But after hearing her blabbering about the situation she found herself in, it somewhat struck a bit too close to home.

He certainly couldn't be a hero, he couldn't fight villains and save people like All Might but… maybe he could at least help a lonely person in their time of need.

"It's getting a bit cold, maybe we should go somewhere warmer?" He tried to coax her a bit.

"You ae warmmmm…" She slurred back, hugging him closer and closing her eyes.

"Ro-san! Please don't sleep! Can we move somewhere warmer first? I know just the place and it's nearby." He called out to her, certain that he wouldn't be able to move her by himself if she fell asleep right where they were.

"Mmmmmm…" the silver haired girl only murmured, shifting herself a bit. Luckily it allowed him to squirm out of her grasp and stand up before she trapped him again. What was with those surprisingly strong girls in this town? Or was he really such a wet nude that he didn't stand a chance?

Carefully helping the drunken girl to stand up only now he could see that she was a head taller than him, maybe even a bit more. Picking up his cane that he put earlier on the ground, Izuku tried to somehow help his new 'friend' in staying relatively straight. It wasn't an easy task at all, his bad hip flaring a bit with pain from time to time.

"You are short…" The silver haired girl stated out of the blue, one of her hands traveling back to his green locks and starting to comb them again.

"That I am. Ro-san, please try to walk a bit more by yourself." He replied, trying to not lose balance on the sand. His cane was digging into it quite deep and the uneven footing only made everything harder. Thankfully the concrete stairs that were leading back into the paved walkway were nearby but the fact that he needed to climb them back up and while helping her was a bit daunting to think about.

After quite a few close calls, a lot of teeth grinding from the pain and trying to not think about the womanly assets that the girl he was trying to help pushed into him nearly constantly, the green haired teen managed to drag them both up. The sky was already dark and the path they needed to take wasn't lit in any way but his house was not even a kilometer away.

"You walk funny…" Once again the silver haired girl said, her own steps much more unsteady than his own at this point. He just sighed, still hobbling along and keeping them both upright.

Setting her onto a small bench that they had just beside the doors he fished out the keys, at the same time he was trying to not think that he was going to invite a stranger into his home. Not to mention that this stranger was a beautiful older girl that was awfully handsy with him when they were walking together.

"Let's get inside." He said, turning back to his guest. The green haired teen didn't get any answer, as the girl just leaned over into the wall and fell asleep seemingly for good this time.

Sighing with resignation he leaned onto the doorway by himself, resting a bit before any attempts at moving his guest inside.

It was going to be a long night.

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Author's Note: Hello! And here I am once again with a new story idea. It just wouldn't leave my head how cool it would be for a crippled Izuku to curb stomp opponents that All Might wouldn't be able to beat.

Now, I don't think how this will pan out or if I will follow the real DXD storyline but I just love the concept of it. Also I need to confess that the actual story didnt really take my breath away, especially with its stupid fanservice and taking only about boobs and tatas or somtimes breasts… you catch my drift? Because those were the main three plot points to my knowledge.

Beauty and the Titan still takes priority but the other stories will be updated whenever I have a bit of inspiration and time ;D

Have a nice day or something :D