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You wouldn't say that you were a HUGE fan of the newest pro heroes of the time, but you could at least say you knew of them. Right now it was all about Deku, Shoto, Ground Zero, Red Riot and Ingenium... well not ALL about them, but the media really blew the young boys up. It had been about 2 years since their separate debuts and they were shown on the news from time to time.

You were born quirkless, but you learned to get over it- never wanting to become a hero anyways- I mean it looks really cool at first, but literally jumping into danger every day, with real guns and villains? It's a lot less flashy and fun when you really get to the reality of it.

You lived in a town beside the major one, working a simple stable job not worth mentioning. You had a one bedroom apartment that was stylish and you had acquired a grey cat you had named Flint. It was your day off.

Walking out of your bedroom into your kitchen in your underwear and a baggy shirt you fed the hungry one, and made some pancakes, taking a mental note to buy eggs since you couldn't make the omelet you wanted due to lack thereof.

On flicked the boob-tube.

"Breaking News!: All quirkless women in the state region must report to listed facilities to be checked briefly for a rare but deadly disease activated by a recent villain in the area. I repeat- it is required by law that all quirkless women attend said checkups to avoid future endangerment."

You swallowed a thick bit of pancakes.

So much for a relaxing fucking day off. You openly groaned and threw your head back.

You hated physical exams- what if this was just a secret government ploy to get rid of all you rare normies left? You closed you eyes and whined softly, feeling your pet jump into your lap, meowing softly sensing your distress.

"Why is it so hard to live peacefully?" You idly pet him, somewhat calmed by his loud purring.

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The grocery store was packed, like- ridiculously so. You had begun to wonder if the market made the same mistake as last summer to sell rice for buy one get one free (bad call- 3 people were trampled that day). But there weren't any notices in the paper, and there wasn't anyone moving into the store either. You groaned, parking the bike and grabbing your reusable shopping bags.

Whatever it was- a 45 minute bike ride would NOT go wasted for whatever they were crowding around excitedly. You took a deep breath and pushed through the crowd, trying to inch towards the entrance as they hovered around someone in the center.

"Ground Zero!!"

"It's Ground Zero!"

"I love you Bakugou!!!"

"An autograph please-"

"HEY HANDS TO YOURSELF!!!"

You guessed as a logical being that in the center of said crowd was famous hero Ground Zero- and though it would be mildly amusing to see the rowdy male in the flesh you were quite annoyed by all the pushing and noise.

Heroes were great people for doing the dangerous jobs- sure, but they were human too, you couldn't say just like everyone else but... they were born and made the choices they made- you felt they should be treated nearly the same as everyone else.

You managed a curious glance at the male as he stepped up onto a crate to get the high ground whilst trying to get a speech across.

"What did I say?!! Jesus you women! LET ME FINISH MY SENTENCE-!!" But he was being bombarded by star struck citizens and somehow the paparazzi got to this little town.

You snickered and walked towards the eggs. At least the market was nearly empty from all the fuss.

It was hard not to be curious- but you figured it had something to do with the announcment on the t.v. They were always using heroes to endorse government or hero association needs- be it to encourage more vegetables for the kids, or to get quirkless women to go to random physicals it seemed- they did it all the time.

"I ate enough Wheaties as a kid thanks to hero endorsement." you grumbled to yourself before you sighed reaching up to grab some milk- the top was always the newest- you had to step into the freezer (so many broken health violations) on the ledge to get up high enough. It sounded like things were getting more hectic outside.

"HOLY FUCKING- I'M FUCKING OUT- FUCK THIS!" You heard a loud explosion, feeling a coming heat- freezing in your reaching before you felt a shake and lost your footing on the frosty ledge, yelping as you fell back- falling back into what one could only describe as a glaring madman as he propelled himself towards the back of the store-

"FUC-!"

He slammed right into your side knocking the wind out of the both of you- he was practically made of bricks with all that muscle. He lay toppled on top across your stomach before getting up- rubbing his head already cursing a slough of profanities. You grunted loudly about to give this madman a piece of your mind before you felt a strange warmth forming all over your skin.

"FUCKING HELL! WHAT WERE YOU-! The fuck is...." you put a hand to your ear to block out his growling and ranting- but found your eyes squinting to the warm golden light that was radiating from your body, glittering it seemed.

It was such a peculiar feeling- nothing like ever before. Your hair floated around your head, and the part of his stomach that was still draped over you as he pushed himself up with his hands felt so nice... you stared at him and yourself with wide eyes.

"I don't- I-I never-" your heart raced- was this your quirk? All along- you had it?

What on earth was happening?

But before you could marvel at the incident for any longer you could hear the bustle of the reporters and the citizens coming to see the spectacle you both were.

"...holy shit..." he mumbled- before growling as he heard the reporters bustle over- he stared into your e/c eyes before cursing again, yanking your hand until you stood, frantically looking for exits as you still marveled at your body.

"You have to come with me-" he said to you- and without much of a pause he hoisted you up against his chest, drawing your legs up to hold around his torso locking your thighs around him as if you were a baby koala and he was a tree.

"Wait- what do you mean- I- what did I do?!" You gawked trying to tug away from his iron grip.

"You better hold on- unless you want you get dropped from 50 feet." He said gruffly- you sputtered but instinctively gripped onto him tight, not sure what was happening but not exactly trying to get your face plastered on public television as the camera crew hurried towards the both of you.

"Okay-" you squeaked, and you could swear he was smirking as you buried your face in his neck- somehow trusting this random hero you previously only saw on t.v...

Away you went- explosions behind you as you ripped through the back entrance.

He did blow you both up high into the sky, landing you on a nearby hotel building, the glowing had stopped by then.

You gripped tight, shivering a bit as the high winds brushed against your thighs- damn shorts.

"You can let go now." He responded with a small scoff, you opened your eyes, not really believing anything that just happened within the last 5 minutes, barely feeling your feet touch the ground as you left his warm chiseled body.

"Are you... can you explain...?" You blushed slightly, avoiding eye contact with the undeniably handsome hero in front of you. You always thought he was a dick to be honest, but god was he hot in person.

He sighed a little, walking to the edge of the building to see the hectic energy of the crowd below, seemingly able to relax for a moment before turning to look at you- a glare in your eyes.

"I'm not exactly sure, but the hero association told me to gather any women that showed any reaction similar to what happened in the store down there- they didn't tell me why though." He grumbled, somewhat aggravated by the whole fiasco.

Your heart dropped.

"A-am I diseased?" You shivered a bit, biting your lip before looking down at your body. So what you thought was a magical quirk manifestation was really just like super-AIDS or something then? You checked your temperature and thought you felt fine, but now you were scared.

"It's not really a disease- I don't think so stop freaking out... they just said that because it actually gets people to go...don't tell anyone that though. Got it?" You felt the tears filling up your eyes stop, and let out a deep breath, hand resting on your chest.

"Oh thank god... well- but why did you have to.... take me like that?" You brushed your hair back behind your ear, it was windy up there, and dared to glance down at the frantic crowd down below.

"Well it wouldn't be good to get labeled a leper would it? And whatever is going on with you- its something we don't need villains to know about so that's it." He said with finality.

"You gotta come with me, they told me to report back with anyone that showed... that glowing shit you did. So I will." You gulped, trying to process it all. You never thought in your life you'd see a big hero face to face, let alone in this tiny provincial area.... whatever he was saying though... sounded serious. You shrugged.

"I guess I don't have a choice."

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It was a lot more... civil- getting back to one of the Hero headquarters. Ground Zero was able to get his manager to call up a secretive little car and you were both driven to the nearest facility.

During the ride it seemed like the blonde got an important call- he put on a headset and answered aggravatingly.

"What is it-? The hell why is that lose- and Red Riot? What do you mean behave myself I'm not a fucking child- hey fuck you that old man had what was-!!!" It seemed like whoever was on the other end hung up on him and he growled in frustration, ripping the headset off.

You pressed your knees together, feeling out of place in your baggy shorts and plain t-shirt- you were just grocery shopping, what the hell were you supposed to wear?

His anger was a bit amusing- but mostly intimidating, and you tried not to make eye contact with him, afraid to incur some remaining wrath.

"You got something to say then say it- I know you've seen me on t.v." He faced you with those crimson eyes, sitting across from you in the mini limousine.

You squirmed a bit- shaking your head.

"I don't have a personal problem with you- you're just... sort of aggressive so-"

"So what- you saying I'm too violent now?" He snorted throwing his arm over the back of his chair, glaring out the window with a big sadistic grin on his face, some many girls swooned for.

You shook your head again, glancing up at him before sighing.

"I- I don't mean that- just because you're loud doesn't mean you really are aggressive, I'm just used to a more quiet life, I'm sure you're a good hero." You felt that anything you said would probably make him pissed, but he remained silent, his smile closing as he stared out the window.

"I don't really care what they think..." he muttered, a small scowl on his features.

You thought to mention you weren't speaking for "they" but none the less you had reached your destination, and like a CIA movie some men in black suits and umbrellas to shield your identity ushered you both into the silver building- you hadn't noticed it didnt have any windows as the guards blocked the view.

"This is... a little scary" you tried to joke a little, staying a bit close to the fiery blonde. He seemed to ignore you, a permanent frown on his face as you two went down underground a few levels.

You were totally gonna get murdered.