~Very briefly: Izuku's POV~

Once the door to the ice cream parlor shut, I felt my body topple out of my chair as I let out an indecipherable squeal. "Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!" I couldn't breathe.

"You alright over there, kid?" The Ice cream parlor owner asked me with a wary look.

"My first kiss! It was with a cute girl!" I rambled as the ice cream parlor owner came over to see if I was okay. Though I'd been coming here since I was a little kid, I had no idea what his name was.

He frowned down at me, "I'm not sure that's considered a first kiss, son." He offered me a hand up. "She kissed you on the cheek." He laughed as he pulled me up and dusted me off.

"I know! It was amazing!" I said with a dreamy sigh as I thought back on the kiss that happened mere minutes ago.

A cute girl kissed me! My first kiss! I have to tell mom! My first kiss and it was a cute girl. A terrifying thought that made all the color drain from my face flashed across my mind. She's All Might's daughter! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! What do I do?!

His threatening words from a few days ago and the terrifying look that had masked his face as he said them echoed in the back of my mind, "I like you fanboy, but if you don't leave now, I will hurt you."

"AH!" I let out a wail and scrambled to collect my school things.

"Ah, youth." The shop owner chuckled and returned to the counter as I made a mad dash for the door in a confused terrified yet euphoric panic.

As I raced down the shop lined street in the direction of my house, I paused as I spotted a bookstore. I remembered the look on Amy's face as I asked her about the book she'd left behind. She said it was okay but she had looked sad about it. Even though I didn't have a quirk and I babbled to her all afternoon about my dream of being a hero, she didn't laugh at me she was encouraging and supportive. She may have thought it was nothing, but it meant a lot to me, I wanted to make it up to her. I headed into the bookstore hoping they had a copy of the book she'd dropped in the alley.

~Toshinori's POV~

She kissed him! What the hell was that about?! Kissing was definitely not allowed! Midoriya is in big trouble! I groaned inwardly as we arrived at home. Amy had been unusually quiet on the way home with a soft smile splayed across her pale pink lips. She went to the kitchen table to start on her homework and I hesitated near the front door.

Toshinori! Go back there and knock some sense into that boy! Ayumi's voice screamed in my head. I was torn, I liked the fanboy, a lot, but I also really wanted to hurt him right now and tell him to stay as far away from my daughter as humanly possible. I couldn't do that; he didn't do anything wrong. He saved her life. Lay down the law! No filthy boy is allowed to get close to our Princess! I could imagine Ayumi screaming at me.

I looked at Amy as she started pulling text books out of her backpack. She looked to be having a little bit of trouble with her injured wrist. I should probably talk to her. It was normal for parents to have a discussion with their kids when they'd done something like broken curfew. Though...we had never really set a curfew since she didn't really do anything after school, occasionally she'd stop by a bookstore but she was almost always home right away. Today was a first. Since we hadn't ever set up rules I couldn't exactly punish her for breaking them.

"Amy?" I cleared my throat and stepped into the kitchen.

She looked up curiously before glancing at the clock and paling suddenly, "Ah- I didn't make dinner!" She practically rocketed out of her seat.

I gently caught her by the shoulder, "I'll make dinner. You should be trying to use your hand as a little as possible anyway." I indicated the cast on her hand.

Her bright baby blue eyes dulled and she lowered her gaze looking like she was making herself sick with guilt, "I'm really sorry I didn't call you, I didn't mean to let it get so late."

I had a feeling no matter what kind of scolding I could have given her she was beating herself up way worse. My heart ached at the desolate expression on her face, she felt really bad for worrying me. I pulled her in for a hug. "It's alright, Princess, don't be so hard on yourself. I'm not mad, I'm just happy you're home safe."

She hugged me back, "I'm really sorry, Dad." Her body trembled as if she were crying. What happened?! She was so happy earlier?! Ayumi was right, so many mood swings! Hormones were terrible! What was I supposed to do? There weren't any books or fluffy plushies at hand!

It broke my heart. I didn't want her to feel bad. "It's okay. We never really talked about setting a curfew or anything, maybe now is a good time to start." I rubbed her back gently trying to console her as I noticed random objects starting to tremble as she became more upset with herself.

She was way too hard on herself. Despite my best efforts to reassure her, I had a feeling she was too deep in her own internal scolding for her behavior. I looked over my shoulder as even larger appliances and furniture began to tremble. This wasn't good, if I didn't get her to calm down soon everything was going to go flying.

"Hey, honey, it's fine. I'm calm. You're calm." The salt and pepper shakers seemed to explode. "The salt and pepper shaker just calmly exploded. See, nothing to worry about." I attempted to shake her out of it while laughing nervously.

"But, you said you weren't ready for boys!" She cried. "Then Izuku saved me and we spent all day talking and I think I really like him and you don't want that!" She was beside herself.

She wasn't just beating herself up because she'd been late?! How could she worry about so many things at one time?!

"Princess, you're worrying about way too many things right now." I chuckled as I held her close. "Everything is going to be fine. Let's just calm down, have a seat and talk about it."

Everything stopped shaking and she meekly nodded her head. I reluctantly released her from my hold and we sat down at the table. There was a noise behind me. I turned to see a small broom and dustpan moving on their own to sweep up the mess from the salt and pepper shakers.

"You didn't have to do that; I would have cleaned it up." I smiled.

"...it was my fault..." Amy bowed her head.

"It was an accident." I kissed the top of her head and smiled as she seemed to relax again. "So...what happened today?"

Amy bit her lip as if hesitant to say. Did something else happen?! Was that not their first kiss?! Did he kiss her?! If he touched her, he was dead, Symbol of Peace or not, nobody touched my daughter! I tried to keep myself calm as I waited for her to speak. It seemed like there was something she didn't want to bring up.

"Amy, talk to me." I reached over and placed my hand atop hers capturing her small hand in mine. Her fingers were trembling slightly. "Princess? Are you alright?"

She shrank a little before resolving herself and spoke up in a soft voice, "...the bees weren't the only thing Izuku saved me from..."

"What?!" I felt my heart leap into my throat. "What happened?!"

"Some boys were following me." Her fingers were trembling again.

"What?! Did they hurt you?! Are you okay?! Do we need to go to the ho-?!" I panicked.

"...Dad..." Amy finally met my gaze, "I'm okay. They-." She bit her lip and looked away again, "I don't want to say, you'll just be more upset..."

I squeezed her hand in mine, "tell me."

"They didn't get the chance to do anything but I think they wanted to hurt me...the one boy said you hurt him by putting his dad in jail, and he wanted to hurt you by-" She cut off, she was trembling all over. It had really scared her.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her onto my lap feeling sick with myself. It was my fault. It was because of me she'd nearly gotten hurt. I had so many enemies, I knew this, I knew I should have been more careful, I should have kept her more hidden, but I stupidly told myself it would be fine, I didn't need to hide my daughter. I was selfish and wanted to show her off not keep her caged up at home. "I'm sorry, Princess." I rocked her in my arms trying to console her.

"I-Its okay...Izuku showed up." A small smile splayed across her lips, "I think he startled them when he screamed." I could just imagine the crybaby fanboy screaming in terror as he charged in blindly. Seemed like something he'd do. "He grabbed my hand and we ran away before they could do anything."

I'd been planning on giving Midoriya extra training for allowing himself to get close to Amy, but after hearing that, it would be wrong of me to punish him. "What about the bees?"

"We stopped running after we got a few blocks away, at a park. Some kids were throwing rocks and hit a beehive." She looked upset again, "I ran away like a coward and Izuku kept all the bees from stinging me." I could just see him diving into a swarm of angry bees and shook my head at this.

"It wasn't cowardly to run away. It was self-preservation, you couldn't have helped young Midoriya with his injuries if you'd gotten stung..." I attempted to reassure her.

"I guess...but he was so brave all day and I just caused him trouble." She bowed her head.

"I don't think he saw it that way." I sighed. "He's a good kid."

"So...it's okay if I like him?" Amy asked nervously.

"What?! No!" My voice cracked and I groaned as Amy bit her lip and looked away with tears in her eyes. Oh god! I was making it worse again! "Ah..." I cleared my throat, "...I guess there are worse boys you could like..."

Amy smiled, "so I'm allowed to like him?"

I gave in with a sigh and tried to block out Ayumi's enraged shrieks in my head. If it was possible, she really was going to haunt me, "yes."

"And we're allowed to hang out?" She asked curiously.

"Supervised!" I didn't mean to shout and regretted it instantly as she practically jumped out of her skin, "and absolutely no physical contact! You're to stay at least a meter apart."

"A meter?" Amy asked me skeptically, "we wouldn't even be allowed to share the sidewalk..."

"He'll have to walk across the street."

"That's way more than a meter." Amy giggled.

"Those are the rules." I attempted to stay firm.

Amy cracked a smile, "then I guess I'll have to make it work." She threw her arms around me, "Thanks, Dad."

NO! Toshinori! Destroy the crybaby! TEXAS SMASH! DETROIT SMASH! UNITED STATES OF SMASH! NO BOYS! Ayumi's voice screamed in the back of my mind.

I sighed mentally, but look how happy she looks.

For now! What happens when that stupid boy breaks her heart?! Ayumi raged.

United States of Smash! My internal voice and Ayumi's imagined voice declared in unison.

"Dad?"

I looked down at her curiously hoping there wasn't any more boy talk. I didn't know if I could hear anymore boy talk or hear her call him by his first name again without wanting to hurt him. "What is it, Princess?"

"I thought about it some more...I think I'd like to be a hero..." She said so softly I almost hadn't heard her.

I had a feeling this had to do with the fanboy but I couldn't help but beam with pride, "you'll make an excellent hero."

"I know you're busy training Izuku so I don't want to bother you but do you think you could find someone for me to train with?" She asked nervously.

I smiled and set her on her feet now that all the crises had been diverted, "Nonsense, I have plenty of time to help you, Princess."

We set a few ground rules and a curfew before I went to make dinner while she started on her homework. Though we'd gotten everything resolved I was filled with guilt and worry. Amy could have been seriously hurt today.

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