A/N Hey guys! It's finally out! I made this one 10k words in celebration of 100 followers. I know it's kind late, but I wanted to get this out and here it is!

"What are you looking at?" Midoriya asked the awestruck girl, clearly irritated.

"Wh- Bu- How did you do that?! Wait, is that a gun?! Why do you have a gun?!" The brunette questioned loudly. "That is highly unsafe! I demand you give that gun to me so I can hand it over to the authorities right now!" Yaoyorozu demanded, quickly switching to a more protective attitude. 

Was this girl crazy? She saw Midoriya take down three grown men without breaking a sweat, correct? Did she forget she was almost raped not even a minute ago? Why was she worrying about the gun?! 

Gently putting the handgun back into the back side of his jeans, Midoriya spoke up. "Don't be stupid, stop trying to be all mature. Aren't I the one who just saved your virginity?" Midoriya reminded her with a calm expression, mentally reminding himself to keep using his female voice. He'd already spoken in his given voice twice in front of this girl, and if she found out he'd be in big trouble. He didn't necessarily enjoy killing innocent people, but if the situation called for it, he'd have to. 

"Mature? Stop trying to act older than you are, little lady. You're no older than 12, at least" Momo said with her hands on her hips, imitating the stance of a bossy mother. She had tied the sleeves of the leather jacket around her waist, covering her modesty. 

Pulling a rubber band out from his small pocket, Midoriya brought both his hands behind his head. Looking to his left, Midoriya carefully examined a random piece of trash, memorizing pointless details. Using one hand to group his long hair into one hand, and the other extending the rubber band into a stretched circle shape. A couple seconds of silence passed, soon after Yaoyorozu's accusation, Midoriya successfully tied his hair into a ponytail that dropped down somewhere around his waist line. Finally turning back to face the tall brunette, Midoriya revealed obvious irritation in his face. His face had a patient smile, eyes closed due to the fact that seeing this girl right now pissed him off for her stupid remark. In the corner of his face, some of the crossdresser's veins pushed against his skin in irritation. "Oh yeah? Well guess what little missy... I'm 15! Also, this 'Little Lady' is a guy!" Midoriya yelled out in anger. 

Shit....

Did Midoriya really just reveal he was a guy? Great, now he seemed like some sort of pervert. Why did he even lash out at her? Guess it didn't matter, though one thing was for sure, he hated this girl! She pissed him off to no end! First she shows up and creates the whole problem of getting raped, something Midoriya did not ask for. Then she volunteers to be raped, VOLUNTEERS! Then, Midoriya had to come back and save her worthless ass. She had done nothing but cause trouble for him. Now that he thought about it, why wouldn't he be mad at her?

"..."

"..." They both stood there in silence. How was Midoriya supposed to even deal with this situation? Should he just kill her? Should he bribe her to keep her mouth shut? He definitely had enough money to do so. The wind slowly picked up it's speed, with another strong gust of wind both of the teens' long hair was pushed to one way or the other till it settled back in place. This was possibly one of the most awkward situations Midoriya had ever been in, and not too long ago a couple of guys were trying to sleep with him! Slowly reaching to his back side of his pants, Midoriya firmly gripped the gun handle. This girl was innocent, but he couldn't take the chance of someone figuring out he was the infamous Full Metal Jacket. 

'Is this girl really a guy?! What the hell kind of pervert would do such a thing? I guess he did save me from those heathens though.... NO! He was probably just looking for an excuse to have his way with me!' Momo's mind was in complete overload. So much had happened in the past half hour that she couldn't even contemplate it. What should she do? Should she simply walk away? Should she call the police? 'Wait.... DIDN'T HE HAVE A GUN??? IS HE GONNA HOLD ME HOSTAGE FOR RANSOM? DOES HE KNOW ABOUT MY WEALTH?' 

Slowly taking a step backwards, Yaoyorozu readied herself to book it. Who was this guy anyways? Why did some pervert have a gun? He used his quirk very well though, with that kind of speed he could probably outrun her, scratch that, he could DEFINITELY outrun her. Should she make something in defense, like a shield? No, couldn't do that, the laws outlawed the use of quirks unless you had a hero license or it was in self-defense, and so far he had done nothing but protect her. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all? Guess you shouldn't judge someone by their looks. 

"H-Hey, y-you're a p-pretty nice g-guy aren't you?" Yaoyorozu asked nervously. She was sweating buckets right now. At this point she was gonna have to suck up to this guy and make sure she didn't tick him off, the ending result if she did would be her brains splattered across the concrete ground. His hand was moving behind his back too, so that meant he was probably getting antsy, meaning she was doing something he didn't like, which meant she would get a bullet through her skull if she kept doing whatever it was.

"Uh huh, sure..." Midoriya respond finally giving up his female voice for good. God this girl pissed him off, she had to be stupid. Did she really think kissing up to him was going to stop him from killing her? She had to have been stupid.

"S-So, w-what kind of quirk was that? Some kind of strength enhancement quirk? Or was it something more intricate?" The busty brunette asked anxiously. At this point she had to start seeming friendly, and if she questioned him anything stupid he would've gone off. Anything to keep him from killing her. Good thing she didn't ask him anything stupid like why he was wearing such an ugly wig. 

The veins on Midoriya's forehead reappeared. She just brought it up didn't she? She asked him about his quirk. That's it, Midoriya was fed up with this girl. Quickly pulling the gun out of it's stowed away place, the assassin pointed the barrel of the revolver right between her eyes. "It was nice knowing you Missy, but I've had just about enough of you. Goodbye." Midoriya said with a monotone voice.

"Jacket! You bastard!" With a swift movement Midoriya lunged forwards and tackled Yaoyorozu to the ground. Immediately afterwards the sound of several gunshots going off echoed throughout the dark alleyway as bullets raced over their heads. "People assigning you to kill kids now huh?!" The voice shouted again. 

"What the hell?!" Yaoyorozu screamed in terror. What the hell was happening right now? Wasn't the pervert about to kill her? Why was he trying to save her? This made no sense, and who was trying to kill them anyways? Also, who was 'Jacket' anyways? There were way too many questions racing through the Creation quirk user's mind for her to be even remotely functional.

Tightly gripping the sides of the irritating stranger, Midoriya rolled them both behind a dumpster for cover. Getting off the rough concrete, Midoriya stood himself into a crouching position. "Fuck, I can't believe He found me. How the the hell do I deal with this situation anyways? I'm not even fully armed. With His quirk, we won't have much time before he just comes over and shoots us in the face. If only I had something other than this stupid revolver!" Midoriya muttered in frustration. Scanning the area Midoriya saw another dumpster several yards away, then he remembered...

"Yo, Missy, I need to ask you something!" Midoriya shouted to the obviously scared teenager, tightly grabbing the sides of her arms to snap her out of her daze.

"W-What?" Yaoyorozu asked, starting to get flustered. She hadn't mentioned it because it clearly wasn't the time for it, but the leather coat she was wearing as a skirt early wasn't very secure. Due to how loose the knot the sleeves had, the leather coat had fallen off and the only thing she had on right now was her white laced panties. If this pervert saw it, she would literally die from embarrassment. 

"If this guy catches you, you'll be subjugated to interrogation and any chance of getting into a prestigious school would be shattered. Being involved with me in any shape or form is the same as having a criminal record, so let's work together and get out of this situation! Will you help me?" Midoriya said while staring into Yaoyorozu's pitch black eyes. 

Though it was hesitant, she gave him a nod. "Perfect! Now listen to me..."

The assailant slowly made his way towards the dumpster. If he knew anything about Full Metal, it was that he always had a plan, so the fact that it was so quiet in this abandoned alley was not good. His finger on the trigger of his gun and the other hand ready to pull back the hammer for rapid fire, Snipe was ready to open fire at the first sight of green hair. As fast as lightning, a piece of white fabric was raised over the top of the dumpster. Slowly, a matured teenager emerged out from behind the garbage can, holding a white cloth in her hand in semblance of a white flag. 

"I-I just w-wanna go home! I-I don't want a-anything to do with whatever is happening here. Could you please just let me go?" The busty teen pleaded, never lowering her extended arm. "Wait, you're being chased by Snipe?! The Pro-Hero?! Jacket, why didn't you tell me?! I can't do this anymore!" Yaoyorozu screamed suddenly in surprise. 

With a sigh of exasperation Midoriya mentally cursed himself for even trying to get help from the inexperienced teenager. Quickly standing up Midoriya kicked the side of the dumpster, sending it down the alleyway and blocking the pro-hero's vision on the two teenagers. Bolting over to the astonished teen, Midoriya grabbed her hand and led her down the alleyway, desperately trying to escape from the pro. "God dammit, you're so useless! All I needed you do do was keep him occupied for five minutes! But you couldn't even distract him for ten seconds, can't believe I ever put my faith in you!" Midoriya shouted at the girl. Quickly opening the lid of a dumpster, Midoriya picked up Momo and tossed her in there. "Don't come out of that dumpster unless I say so, you'll just get us both captured if you interfere!" Midoriya instructed as he quickly continued past the dumpster and further down the dark alley. 

'God, it reeks in here!' Yaoyorozu thought to herself as she tightly pinched the end of her nose to block the stench of garbage from entering her respiratory system. 'I can't believe he's being hunted down by Snipe the Pro-Hero! Just who is that pervert?' Yaoyorozu relaxed her tense muscles and slumped into the many trash bags that surrounded her. 'Wait... Why'd he call himself Jacket? What an impractical name.' Yaoyorozu thought finally as she released her nose and rested her arm on the many trash bags.

'That girl better not leave that damn dumpster and rat me out!' Midoriya yelled in thought as he ducked under several more bullets. His equipment was about another couple blocks down, so he wasn't gonna have any firepower any time soon. He had already shot the six bullets that the revolver held, so he was at a major disadvantage right now. Snipe's quirk allowed him to control the trajectory of his bullets, even after they had been fired, so it had been a miracle that he hadn't hit Midoriya yet. Grabbing the handle of another dumpster, Midoriya spun the oversized garbage can into the middle of the alleyway, barely delaying the pursuit of Snipe, but delaying nonetheless. This was the last time Midoriya went undercover with just a measly revolver, maybe next time he'd pack a knife. 

Finally reaching the exit of the alleyway, Midoriya was faced with the bustling streets of Japan.  This was gonna be it wasn't it? If he stepped out of the alley way now, he risked revealing his undercover persona, leaving him with nothing to protect his identity anymore. Should he just hold a civilian hostage? Should he try to book it across the street, straight towards his gear. Would it be the best call to just blend in with the pedestrians and hope Snipe would lose his trail? Unlikely. What was the best call right now? Midoriya couldn't decide. 

A bead of sweat made it's way down his forehead. Was this where it all ended for Midoriya? Would his quest to avenge Achak all be in vain? All those people... Should he really have killed them? 

"No! Screw this! I'm not gonna deal with this stupid ass uncertainty right now. Not now, not ever! I will avenge you Achak. I will kill that bastard, and no one's gonna stop me." Midoriya promised his dead friend as if he could hear him. Letting out a sigh of anxiety, a shot of adrenaline filled his body. "Alright, let's do this." Midoriya said quietly. Quickly turning around, Midoriya bolted back into the alleyway. 

"Where did that guy go? There's no way he went into the streets, Jacket isn't that stupid." Snipe muttered to himself. The alley was fairly narrow, so there wasn't any chance that he missed him on the way here. "Did he go into the streets? No, I may have been lagging behind, but he wouldn't have been able to cross the streets so quickly with all these civilians wandering about. Which means..." Snipe quitely listed off all the ideas that came across his mind. Finally, Snipe looked upwards and saw a fire escape for the residents of the apartment building. On one of the lower levels stood a shadowy figure, the figure held an item in their hand and they had a long ponytail that danced in the wind. The figure's eyes were luminescent, it's green eyes glowing in the night sky.

 "Above..." 

"You guessed it buddy!" Midoriya shouted as he dropped from his perch and thrusted downwards, moving his left hand onto the bottom of the handle on his kitchen knife. Jumping backwards, Snipe barely dodged the assassin's deadly blow. Upon impact with the concrete ground, the blade of the kitchen knife Midoriya held snapped in two. With a quick rebound, Midoriya lunged forward with a slash towards Snipe's throat, which he backed away from again. 

Stepping back slowly, Snipe's back hit the wall. "Shit!" He hissed as Midoriya slashed vertically, hoping to cut into the top of his head. On inspection, Snipe noted that the knife Midoriya held was stained with blood. "You sick bastard." Snipe said as he put the pieces together, "Who'd you kill this time?" Snipe questioned, only to be answered with another lethal slash that landed itself into his shoulder.

"I would stop talking if I were you. It's gonna get you killed." Midoriya informed as he let go of the knife handle and rotated his body to deliver swift kick to Snipe's head, which was blocked by both of Snipe's forearms reinforced by each other, but still send him sliding to the side. "But since you're so inquisitive, I'll tell you. He was just some drugie that was high of his ass when I broke into his apartment." Midoriya told as he jumped back into the fray. 

"When are you gonna stop this pointless killing spree? Your abilities would be much better put in the military or police force. You don't have to be lowering yourself to such dirty work." Snipe said as he retaliated with a pistol whip aimed for Midoriya's head.  In response, Midoriya stopped his pursuit and jumped backwards, barely dodging the attack.

"Pointless huh? You may be right there, but let me tell you something. I've had enough of people telling me how to live my life." Midoriya responded with an angered face. Grabbing a nearby trash bag that had been sitting next to a dumpster, Midoriya tossed it at the hero, quickly following it's path. 

Aiming his gun at the nasty debris, Snipe pulled the trigger multiple times. To his surprise, Snipe's gun didn't fire any bullets but instead responded with a series of clicks. Just as the garbage flew into his face, a strong force was applied through the bag and Snipe was knocked onto his back. Standing above the now unconscious hero, Midoriya tightly clenched his now bloody right hand. Upon hitting the garbage, Midoriya had incidentally shattered multiple beer bottles which ended up piercing  his hand. Quickly taking off his shirt, Midoriya wrapped his hand in the white fabric. Scanning the ground around him, Midoriya made sure no blood of his made it's way onto the ground. Luckily none had dripped off yet and had saved him the chore of hiding his DNA from the forensic department of the police department. "Someone wasn't counting." Midoriya muttered as he ripped off his rubber band that held his hair in it's ponytail form, and wrapped it around the shirt, keeping it from falling off. "You're lucky I've got more important things than your life right now." Midoriya informed the unconscious hero, and made his way out of the alleyway and into the busy streets of Musutafu. 

"Jeez when is Jacket-san gonna come back anyway's?" Yaoyorozu said with a sigh. She'd been stuck in the dumpster for at least two hours now, leaving her past two hours past her curfew, which happened to be 10:00pm.  The stench of the garbage that surrounded her had soaked it's way into her expensive clothing, she'd have to burn them when she got back to her estate. "Alright, I've had enough of this." Yaoyorozu said to herself with an irritated tone, that jerk probably forgot about her anyways. Pushing the lid of the dumpster, Yaoyorozu was freed from the disgusting can she'd been trapped in for the past couple hours. Using her left hand, the creation quirk user shifted her weight onto the edge of the dumpster and lunged out of the dumpster. Landing on her feet, she took a deep breath of the outside air,  it had seemed like an eternity since she had breathed clean air, it was so refreshing that she felt she could just faint right then and there from joy. Looking directly in front of where she was standing, Momo found a man sitting down with a rifle propped against his shoulder. He was cloaked in black with a face mask covering the bottom half of his face, he had long green shaggy hair that dropped down to his waist and rested itself on top of the hood of his outfit.

"I thought I told you not to get out of that dumpster unless I told you so." Midoriya teased with a smirk hiding itself behind his mask. After his fight with Snipe, Midoriya got dressed in his uniform and decided to mess with the person who had caused him all that trouble. The whole chase and fight only took around thirty five - forty minutes total, and getting dressed only took him about five, so he had been letting her sit in that dumpster for at least a whole hour more than needed. 

"You tricked me! How long have you been sitting there?!" Yaoyorozu questioned. He was just sitting there and let her suffer in that hell hole! How dare he?! This guy was a total jerk!

"Not long, anyways let's get you home. If I let you go by yourself you'd probably get molested." Jacket responded with a chuckle as he tucked his hair into the back of his bulletproof sweater, and throwing the hood over his head. 

"How do you plan on getting me home then? Because there's no way you're gonna get anywhere with that giant rifle strapped to your shoulder." She pointed out with a cocked out hip. Was she sassing  the Full Metal Jacket? The guy that just saved her reputation and virginity? I think she was. Another smirk grew on his face as he stared at her with a devilish look. Yaoyorozu couldn't see the smirk, but she could tell it was on his face by the creases that formed around his eyes.

"Oh I've got a few ways to get around town." Midoriya said jumping to his feet and marching past her. Taking a left Midoriya headed his way out of the alleyway, which the Creation quirk user quickly followed. Taking a left immediately after exiting the alleyway, Midoriya hopped onto a jet black Kawasaki Ninja. Yaoyorozu's jaw dropped at the sight of it. How did this pervert manage to get ahold of this thing? It was probably one of the fastest bikes out right now, and this guy had one? This just raised the question back to top of her list. Who was this guy?

"Well? What are you waiting for? Just get on so we can get out of here." Midoriya demanded as he threw on a jet black visored helmet. What was with this guy and the color black? It was starting to come off as weird...

"YOU'RE CRAZY!!!! SLOW DOWN!!!! WE'RE GONNA CRASH!!!!" Yaoyorozu screamed as she held on for dear life. At first she had a gentle grip around his waist, but right from the get-go, Jacket had started flooring it. They had to be going at least two hundred miles an hour right now! She had to duck down her head and hide it behind Jacket's torso to allow herself to at least breathe a little bit. He had been swerving and tilting in between cars the entire time, even racing past red lights! A couple of times they were almost T-boned at an intersection due to the fact that that passing through opposite traffic. 

Jacket remained to be silent throughout the entire drive, while Yaoyorozu screamed her head off for most of it, until her voice became hoarse and it hurt to scream. No matter how much she wailed on his back, how much she screamed in his ears, he didn't even respond. Jacket continued to race through the streets, swerving between cars to avoid stopping at all. With the next intersection light turning red, Yaoyorozu braced herself for the intense speed and maneuvering they were about to experience, but it didn't happen. Instead, Jacket slammed on the brakes and brought his feet down to the city's concrete road. Straightening his back and taking off the jet black helmet he wore on his head, the arrogant mercenary rotated his body to face the terrified teen. Jacket slipped two of his fingers into the inside of his face mask and pulled it down to reveal the bottom half of his face, some of his green hair slipping out from under his hood, taking a deep breath, Jacket steeled himself for his confession.

 "So um, I know this is s-sudden, but we have two problems." The assassin said as he brought one of his gloved index fingers to his cheek and nervously scratched it. Time froze for Yaoyorozu, she took this time to examine every detail of this boy's face. So many things felt wrong with this picture. First of all, was this guy stuttering?! The arrogant jerk that had been bossing her around for the past couple hours was stuttering at her?! It felt wrong. Also, his face was so.... So..... Cute! The thought sent a slight blush onto Yaoyorozu's face, but she let her observations continue. She noticed the small amount of freckles he had under his face, and the bright emerald color his eyes held. When Yaoyorozu first met him, she had the impression that he was a little girl who was getting close to being violated. His previous innocent traits made it seem like he was just breaching the gates of the hell called puberty, and his false gender removed any chances of her being attracted to him. Now that she new he was in fact a boy, and that she could witness him in clothes not meant for a girl, he seemed.... Cute.

"So here's the first problem, your boobs have been pushed against my back the entire ride. And though I don't necessarily mind, they are quite nice and distracting." Midoriya said as a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. 

'Nevermind. This guy was the worst. Has he seriously been thinking about my breasts this entire time? God, I can't even believe I thought he was cute for even a second.' Yaoyorozu thought to herself as she quickly delivered a slap to Jacket's face.

"Ouch! What the he-" Jacket stopped his sentence midway and cleared his throat. "As for our second problem. I don't even know where you live. For that matter, I don't even know your name! So if you could just fill me in on those two details that would be great!" Midoriya said as he clapped his hands together and bowed his head in hopes of her giving him the information he requested. 

"What the- Are you kidding me? So we've been driving around in circles this whole time!" Yaoyorozu yelled out with a cry of frustration. This guy was starting to get on her nerves, first he sets her in a dumpster for two hours, drives around like a maniac - giving her attacks every ten seconds thanks to this - and now all that time driving was wasted? Letting out another sigh of frustration, Yaoyorozu gave in to this man's stupidity. 

"Fine, I'll yell you directions while we drive. But don't blame me if you can't hear me. It's not my fault you drive so fast that the engine blocks out my voice." Yaoyorozu informed as she crossed her arms in disapproval to Jacket's stupidity. 

"Oh! Hey, why don't I just give you this?" Jacket asked Yaoyorozu as he held up his helmet. All that Yaoyorozu did was stare at him blankly. Wouldn't using a helmet just muffle her voice even more? She was starting to doubt this guy's intelligence. Letting out a sigh of exasperation, Yaoyorozu prepared herself to call him out, but just as she was about to open her mouth, the helmet was forced onto her head and Midoriya continued to bolt down the road. 

"AGAIN?! SLOW DOWN WOULD YOU!!!" Yaoyorozu screamed as she threw her arms around his torso once more. 

"Sorry, no can do. There was one more thing I didn't tell you though..." Jacket's voice spoke into her head.

"What the!!!" Yaoyorozu screamed on reflex. Just as she screamed, Jacket jumped and instantly turned the bike on reflex.Had she just gone insane? How could she hear his voice inside this thing? She had definitely gone crazy.

"Don't yell damn it! You're right in my ear! God damn!" Jacket cursed at the anxious teen. Her mind was going a mile a minute. How was she even talking to him right now? Had his voice just imprinted itself into her head and become a unanimous persona? No matter how unrealistic and stupid that idea was, it was the only thing her mind could come up with. She let out one more sigh of exasperation, guess she was gonna have to go through extensive therapy to rid herself of his voice. "Anyways, tell me where to turn okay? If you don't, the cops are gonna end up catching us." Jacket's voice spoke to her once more, this time with a much more calm and gentler voice than before. It wasn't stuttering like it was a couple of minutes ago, but it didn't have it's usual harshness and irritability it normally held. 

Letting herself relax at his tone of voice, Yaoyorozu instructed the persona to take a right. In response, the deadly assassin quickly dropped his foot to the ground and took a hard right, using his foot to keep them from falling over and turning mechanism at the same time. "Wait, why did he listen to me?" Yaoyorozu thought to herself aloud.

"Because I can hear you." Jacket instantly responded in his calm demeanor once more. Now it made sense. Slamming her head against the back of the driver's back, Yaoyorozu face turned red. Never before had she felt so stupid in her entire life. Of course there was a mic in the helmet, the fact that she thought she created a fake persona in her head was definitely a dumb thought. She was most certainly beet red right now, for some reason the thought of her theory made her entire body regret being alive. If Jacket had heard her, he most certainly would've teased her about it for a long time. 

"C'mon keep up the directions, otherwise the cops will catch us. I don't know how many times I'm gonna remind you about that." Midoriya told the nameless girl. He had been keeping up his normal attitude, but he was starting to break. He even told her that her breasts were pushing themselves against his back, yet as soon as he started driving again she ignored him and rested them on his back once more. She was either super stupid, or super arrogant. Midoriya's face had been lit up like a lightbulb the entire red, but the black helmet masked his red face from the world. He had been assassinating people for ages, he could snipe someone from the other side of this district, he could jump from skyscrapers and not piss his pants, he could even fight Pro-Hero's and not bat an eye! But women? That's where he lacked experience. Sure, he might've made a couple of female friends back at camp, but they were all there to learn to kill, not get lovey dovey. Also, Midoriya had known them practically his whole life! So thinking of one as a romantic interest was the equivalent of being turned on by your sister.

"Wait, you were serious?! The cops are chasing us?!" Yaoyorozu exclaimed once more. Midoriya sighed once more as the annoying voice screamed in his ear.

"Ya know, I like you a lot more when you aren't screaming about the stupidest things." Midoriya said as he took a sharp left and continued his maneuvering and speeding. Hearing the sirens of cops blare behind the, Midoriya picked up the speed. "I know how much of a wimp you can be, believe me, I don't wanna do this, but we're gonna drive like crazy now." Midoriya said with a serious tone. Midoriya pulled up the fask mask to create a windshield and allow his lungs to catch oxygen easier, instead of rushing past him and giving him almost no chance to breathe. 

"Oh.... yay." Yaoyorozu said with a blank face. Judging by what he just said, Jacket hadn't been driving like a madman yet. No, to him, going nearly two-hundred miles in the middle of the traffic is normal. Tightly closing her eyes, Yaoyorozu braced herself for the intense riding that was about to occur. 

Midoriya was now going around two-hundred-fifty miles per hour, on busy streets, driving opposite of traffic. At this point in time, nearly half of the cops in Kamino District were after Midoriya, which meant that pretty soon here, they were gonna start closing roads. Now normally Midoriya would have no problem sneaking into an alley and changing into his secret identity clothing and traveling the streets of Japan like that. However, his clothes were stained with blood, and he had a passenger. So that meant he was gonna have to do whatever means it took to get him and his passenger away without being caught, and since he didn't know where she lived, he would have to lose the cops first. 

"I think I've got a general idea of where you live. I'll take it from here." Midoriya said to his passenger. Slamming on the breaks, and using his foot as a pivoting point, Midoriya did a complete one-eighty and headed back into the correct direction of traffic. "God I hope this works..." Midoriya quietly said to himself. Taking sharp turns left and right, Midoriya raced through the city at insane speeds. 

Now on an overpass, littered with traffic and other overpasses  underneath him, Midoriya slammed on the brakes and came to a screeching halt. Slamming his usual right boot onto the concrete, Midoriya's bike turned and sent him and Yaoyorozu into a spinning action, leaving burned rubber imprinted on the roads. As Midoriya spun in circles, he unmounted the rifle that had been resting on his shoulder. Tucking the stock of the rifle under his right arm, Midoriya and the bike started tipping over. Using his right foot to stand him and the bike upright, the wanted mercenary stood stationary stood stationary on his bike, letting the busy traffic pass him by. "Wait on the bike, and cover your ears. This is gonna be loud." Midoriya said dismounting his vehicle and kicking the kickstand to keep the expensive vehicle upright. Gripping the barrel of his gun, Midoriya position the M24 into a firing position. Securing the stock of the rifle between his shoulder and head, Midoriya closed one eye and prepared to fire the rifle.

 Lining the crosshairs of the scope up with his target, Midoriya pulled the trigger. The sound of the gun firing echoed through the busy streets of Kamino. Just as the bullet left the barrel of the rifle, the gun shot up in Midoriya's arms. The kick sure was strong, it nearly knocked the trained marksman off his feet. The bullet traveled through the air at incredible speeds. Once it hit it's target, it tore through the rubber like butter. As all the air escaped the tire, the police car was thrown off balance and quickly swerved, running into more traffic. The law enforcer's car hit the rear end of the pedestrian vehicle, sending it into a crazy spin. Swerving into the next lane, the cycle continued, very quickly creating a traffic jam. 

With the entire interstate now blocked, Midoriya was left with plenty of time to get away. Midoriya had been taking the quickest path to any destination, this road had an exit an nearly every metropolitan area in the whole district. With it now out of commission, the cops were left with only long roads which were filled with traffic lights and slow traffic. 

Walking back to the motorbike, Midoriya mounted the rifle back onto his shoulder. Swinging his left foot over the seat of his expensive bike, Midoriya turned to face his passenger once more. "So, tell me how to get to your house now." He said letting out a sigh of relief. If he had been a moment late with that shot, the cars wouldn't have stopped where they did, leaving him with the chance to get flattened in the middle of the road. It was pretty stressful.

"Wh-Ho-Um, are you seriously gonna ignore that? You kinda just ruined hundreds of thousands of property damage to civilians, and with one bullet no less. Who on earth are you?!" Yaoyorozu questioned the insane hitman. Bringing her hands underneath her chin, Yaoyorozu unbuckled the helmet and sat it on her lap respectably. Jacket looked over at the tipped cars, and all the lights and car alarms that had been blaring through the streets. Pulling his face mask down, Jacket looked at her quizzically.

"What do you want me to do? It got the cops off us for a good couple hours, I'm just trying to get you home. Which, may I remind you, I do not have to do. I could've left you to be questioned by the cops, and maybe even get imprisoned, but I didn't. So I don't think you should be lecturing me on what is not my problem." He said through his slightly muffled mask. His jaw moved ever so slightly, barely giving any indication that he was even talking. If you were looking from afar, it would like as if he were just silently staring at someone, and not that he was exchanging words. 

"I want you to go help people! Those people were simply going about their normal lives, and you've just created a major financial problem for all those families! What if they're poor, you don't know their life stories, you can't just leave them like this!" Yaoyorozu said, using her quirk to create a sharp knife. Plucking it from her skin, Yaoyorozu held the knife out behind her, "If you don't at least try and help those people, I will slash your tires if I have to." she threatened. 

Jacket did nothing but stare at her blankly. Was she seriously threatening him? Had she not seen all the things he was capable of? He just escaped an entire district worth of cops, with one bullet. Just one! Did she even care about what he was capable of? At this point he was ready to just put a bullet in her skull. Letting out a long groan of irritance, Midoriya finally compromised. "Fine, fine. I will help, but not I'm not gonna waste my time either." Pulling out a small book, Midoriya unclipped the pen that was attached to it. Writing many messy characters, Jacket tore out a small piece of paper and held it up for the bossy teen to read. "I will donate this much money to fix this problem. No more. Just give me my helmet and I'll get to it." Midoriya said snatching the helmet from her lap. 

"Fair enough." The Creation user quirk user replied sternly, and with that Jacket hopped off the bike, strapped the helmet to his head, and climbed the mountain of rubble that was those cars. Jacket climbed the rubble very quickly, leaving Yaoyorozu time to think to herself. 

'What the hell?!?!?! How does someone so young have so much money?!?! If he wanted to, he could replace every car in that mess, and then some.'  Yaoyorozu's mind went into overdrive. trying to think of any logical explanation as to how someone like him even had that much money. Everything this guy did, every move he made, everything that left his mouth, it all bewildered Momo. If she ever had the luxury of finding out his true identity, it would hopefully resolve every conflict in her mind. It still drove her mad. What kind of name was "Jacket"?

"What a pain in the ass." Jacket said as he wandered around the rubble. He was hoping to find an obvious place to put this check. He needed one that they would surely find, and then he would have to cancel his bank account. He was taking no chances on the cops tracking him down. There had been many police officers and first responders here, all of them looking for any survivors. Hopping from the hood of a car down to the concrete, Midoriya gazed at the mess he'd made. "Wow, guess that girl was right. I did make quite the mess here didn't I?" Midoriya thought aloud.

"H-Help me, p-please. I'll - I'll do anything, just please, please save me." A stray voice called out. Hearing this, Midoriya grit his teeth against each other. The voice irritated him, it brought back up memories that he'd rather forget. He thought back to when he was lost in those woods, and she saved him.

 He was ready to give up, even after his second wind, Midoriya didn't get far. No matter how determined you are, if your body can't keep up it's useless. Will can't get you everywhere, the weak are destined to die, and the strong are destined to rise to the top. If you can't rise to the top it means you're weak. That's what Kenai had always taught Midoriya. But then she appeared. She helped him when he was weak, and he would never forget that. But he also didn't completely agree with her way of thinking. Who knows, maybe she had worn off on him. After all, he was keep that girl alive wasn't he? If he had met her back when he was still in the camp, he definitely wouldn't have been so charitable. If she had troubled him so much back then, he wouldn't have let her go without a scratch. This new teen was definitely similar to her though, always bossing him around, trying to help him. Though if this new girl knew who he really was, there wasn't a single chance she would still be so close to him. That's why he wanted to get rid of her so badly. 

Friends were a luxury he couldn't afford anymore. They were nothing but trouble, if he tried to get any they would no doubt stab him in the back. Sell him out. Anything of the sort. She would be no different, there wasn't a single doubt in his mind about that. Yet this voice that called out to him, it reminded him so much of himself back then that he couldn't let it go. 

"Where are you?" Midoriya called out, showing no emotion in his voice. 

"S-Someone's here? Th-Thank god, please help. My parents and I, we're trapped in our car." The voice called out from underneath the giant pile of cars.

Giving out an exasperated sigh, Midoriya grabbed the sling of his rifle and pointed the butt of the rifle at the window of the first car in his path. "Just keep talking to me Miss, I'll help." Midoriya said, thrusting the stock of his gun at the car window, shattering the glass. Reaching his hand through the window, Midoriya felt around for the lock. Finally feeling the knob, Midoriya manually pulled it out of it's slot. Finally unlocking the door, Midoriya made his way into the first car. With the first car, he'd already had a problem. With a passenger unconscious in the first car, he blocked Midoriya's path, leaving him no choice but to pull him out of the vehicle safely and resting him on the concrete ground. 

"Wh-What should I talk about?" The girl asked as her tears started to dry themselves, yet they still lingered, leaving the girl with an occasional hiccup in her speech. She was starting to cheer up, with this random stranger here to help, all of her fears and sadness started to fade away. She was still worried sick, no doubt about that, but with every passing moment someone was on their way to save her and her parents. 

"I don't know, just talk about something. What's your name?" Midoriya asked, grunting as he shattered another window, continuing the last process. Climbing out of the sea of vehicles, dragging the unconscious member behind him. 

"U-Uraraka Ochako. What about you?" Uraraka responded respectfully.

"Well I haven't been called by my given name in years. Most people just call me Jacket." He said with a kind voice. "So, Uraraka, what do you do for a living?" Midoriya questioned.

"U-Um, I kinda wanna be a hero."

Midoriya visibly twitched at the mention of the profession. Heroes were his sworn enemies, they always conflicted with his work, and created problems with nearly every contract he'd executed so far. If this girl was really planning on becoming a Hero, saving her meant that he'd simply be creating another problem for him to deal with later along the line. "O-Oh? Why is that?" Midoriya punctuated his sentence with another shattered window. Their conversation was full of patches. Midoriya was constantly saving more and more people that he didn't really care about enough to save, but he just couldn't bring himself to abandon this lonesome girl. 

"W-Well, it's not a very practical reason honestly. It's for the money..." The girl said, her voice losing it's volume as she continued, until it practically became a mutter. "My parents are in a huge amount of debt, and since they won't let me help them with their company, I figured I'd take one of the most high paying jobs there is." She quickly defended with her reasoning. She continued to talk about her favorite Heroes, describing their appeal to her and how much they had inspired her to take up this career path. 

Midoriya wasn't stupid. It was obvious that paying off her debt wasn't her only reasoning for picking Pro-Hero as her career choice. He remembered back when he had the same aspiration, back when he was in his pre-school, playing all sorts of hero-based games and activities. Midoriya understood people's love for Heroes, he used to be the biggest fan of All Might, but he'd lost that childhood wonder a long time. At a very early age Midoriya had been conditioned to hate the Hero profession. They supervisors at the hellish camp were more strict than anyone in the world could ever be, punishing every kid for holding a Hero of any sort on any sort of pedestal. Especially with Midoriya's career choice, Heroes were his natural born enemy. 

Finally at the bottom of rubble, Midoriya scanned the inside of the vehicle, checking if he'd had the right car. "Hey, you still in there?" Midoriya asked, cupping his hands and using them as a makeshift set of binoculars to give him a better view on the inside. 

"Y-Yeah... Just getting ready to take a nap." The girl said, her voice was hoarse and quiet, almost sounding like she had caught a cold within the last couple of minutes.

"Hang on, stand clear of the window." Midoriya said, not bothering to un harness his rifle from his back, he destroyed the window of the rusty car with his right hand. Hastily unlocking the door, Midoriya got himself inside the car as quickly as he could. Her voice was starting to become quiet with every passing second, probably due to lack of oxygen....

Or that.

When the abandoned girl's car crashed, all of the rear windows managed to shatter and landed in this girls body. She had broken pieces of glass lodged all over her her right arm, and some even in the side of her face. Most of the damage had been in her arm, so the stuff in the side of her face wasn't going to be the issue here. Her arm however, it had several large pieces stuck deep, probably near the bone. She was lucky none of her veins had been cut open. "What the hell? You should've told me about this, I wouldn't have wasted so much time on those other passengers if I knew about this!" Midoriya yelled at the delirious girl. "Listen, you have to stay awake! If you go to sleep I'm not sure what will happen. Think about your parents! You've still got to pay off that debt!" Midoriya exclaimed, desperate to keep her awake. 

"O-Okay, I'll try to keep my eyes open." The brown headed girl told, keeping her eyes about half way open. It was about the best she could do, she'd lost so much blood that if she hadn't run into Midoriya, she would've bled out. Throwing her over his shoulder and grabbing both her parents by the collars, Midoriya prepared himself to exit the cave of destroyed cars. Now in the fronts seat, Midoriya looked up through the broken windows and partially closed car doors. From where he was standing, leaving this pile of rubble involved  a straight vertical path upwards.

"Hey Uraraka, you said your quirk was Zero Gravity right? Could you use it?" Midoriya asked readjusting his grip on the two unconscious parents.

"Yeah, it is, but using quirks without a license is illegal." Uraraka retorted with a his of pain, her voice even quieter than before.

"Don't worry about stupid stuff like that right now. If I had a quirk like that I would use it when people needed my help, isn't that what it means to be a Hero?" Midoriya questioned, his voice slightly muffled through his black visored helmet. Getting the three of them out of there wouldn't be the hardest thing Midoriya's ever had to do, but Uraraka didn't have much time left. 

Uraraka's shot wide open after his response. Without saying a word, she reached down and struggled to touch her parents' bodies. After seeing this, Midoriya crouched down, giving Uraraka plenty of room to touch her parents. Turning her head, Uraraka looked at her savior's black person. Scanning him up and down, she found no opening to reveal his skin. Everything he wore kept him concealed, not even a single strand of his long green hair was visible. "Hey, Jacket, could you take of your helmet so I can make you float?" Uraraka asked, her voice still hoarse and eyes barely open. Her voice was barely a whisper, letting Midoriya hear zero of the words that left her mouth. After repeating herself multiple times, Uraraka realized she wasn't gonna get anywhere with just trying to talk.  Grabbing a hold of his wrist, Uraraka pulled up his sleeve and slapped him on the forearm.

Letting out a yelp of pain, Midoriya turned to face the only other person that could've done this, Uraraka. "The hell was that for?" He asked with a harsh tone, only to be responded by a roll of the eyes and her avoiding his stern gaze. "Fine, whatever." Midoriya muttered to himself. Squatting down once more, Midoriya braced himself for a jump. Jumping as high as he could, Midoriya carried himself and his three passengers with one leap. As he flew higher and higher, Midoriya let out a childish laugh. "Haha! This is so cool!" Midoriya said, letting himself get carried away with the moment, not realizing the massive grin that grew on Uraraka's face. Now a good several feet above the pile of cars, the Zero Gravity user put her hands together and deactivated her quirk.  

Landing on his two toned legs, Midoriya came down with an audible thud. Now on the ground, Midoriya cleared his throat, and layed Uraraka flat on her back and started giving her first aid. Deciding to start a conversation to keep herself awake, Uraraka made her comment. "You seemed to be having a good time flying right there Jacket-san." She said letting a smirk sneak it's way onto her face. 

Behind the helmet Midoriya turned a bright red, "Wh-What makes you think that? I-I was merely enjoying the fact that I didn't have to c-carry you guys all the way up that pile of trash. You simply saved me some effort, n-nothing more, nothing l-less." He stuttered out, his blush still all over his face. Uraraka did nothing but let her smirk grow even more.

"Sure, sure, I'm sure that's all it was-AH!" She screamed as Midoriya pulled out a glass shard from her arm. "What the heck man!? You could at least give me a heads up!" Uraraka said as she hissed in pain.

Giving a big sigh and slumping his shoulders, Midoriya let her arm rest on his lap, letting slight amounts of blood drip on his lap. Leaning back, Midoriya twisted his torso to reach the item that he'd been trying to get. Bringing himself back to his 'patient' Midoriya held up a small book and a bullet, "Listen, if you can let me do my thing without you jerking every time I pull out a piece of glass, I'll give you a very nice present." He said setting down the book and setting the bullet down on the ground next to her head, "I'll even give you a bullet to bite." 

Uraraka deadpanned. Her entire body froze, her eyes not leaving the bullet for a second. "U-Um, Jacket-san, why do you have one of t-these?" Uraraka asked holding it up to her face and examining every detail, "It's fake right?"

"Nope, it's real." Midoriya responded pulling out another piece of glass. Uraraka's body tensed back up once more. Why did this guy have a bullet just lying around? Did he have a gun too?! Was he some sort of hitman sent by one of the loaners her parent's owed? No, that didn't make sense, why would he save them if that were the case? Now that she was thinking about him, why was she suddenly full of so much energy? A few minutes ago she was ready to pass out and sleep for days, but now every muscle in her body was working better than ever before!

"So Jacket?"

"What do you need now?" Jacket responded, visibly irritated. Hearing him with this tone made Uraraka start to lose her nerve, but the question was driving her crazy. In fact, everything was driving her crazy! She'd been trying her best to keep herself composed, but every bone in her body was itching to start moving. Every question on her mind had to be answered. 

"Please tell me, do you know why I've got so much energy right now? I was ready to pass out not too long ago, and now I can't stand staying still." Uraraka questioned, her voice carrying much more cheer than before. 

"Steroids." Midoriya said pulling out the last glass shard from her arm. "Alright then, now for your face." Midoriya said, scooting himself over several inches. Grabbing her head, Midoriya gently picked it up and rested it on his lap, but not before laying down a white cloth first. 

A bead of sweat rolled down Uraraka's face. A couple things were bothering her, the fact that a giant black robot looking thing was starting right into her soul, that she was on that robot's lap, and what he'd just said he put into her system. This could not go any longer without justice, "You put steroids in me?! Why would you do that? Drugs are illegal! Why not just give me some medical drug, like morphine or something, make me numb to the pain?!" Uraraka rapidly questioned. She had just done drugs. Her entire life she had never imagined going down that path, but she had just been forced onto it without any consideration. Literally.

"Because you don't need morphine. What you need is to stay awake and not pass out due to blood loss. I've already patched up most of your arm, but those stitches were hasty and are gonna need a professional to redo them. I also need you awake to deliver something for me..." Midoriya said bring her head off his lap and standing up, small book in hand. Pulling the first check out of his pocket, Midoriya handed it to her, "First of all, here. I want you to take that to the cops or something and make sure they use it to replace all these cars. Tell them that if they don't do it, and end up using it on themselves, Jacket will be coming after you. Second, here's that present I was talking about." Scribbling down some characters and numbers onto a thin piece of paper, Midoriya handed another check to Uraraka. Inspecting the piece of paper, Uraraka's eyes shot open at lightning speed. "That should be enough to repay your parents' massive debt. You're a good person, I'm sure you're gonna make a good Hero, but you're still a kid. You shouldn't be worrying about things like debt and other adult things. Just live your life." Midoriya said turning tail and making his way up the rubble at fast speeds.

Uraraka could do nothing. Did he put too many zeroes? This was enough to pay three times their debt! With Jacket already over the pile of cars, Uraraka made a decision. Switching gears, she bolted her way to the top of the trash pile. Desperately scanning the area, she found a lone figure, slowly making their way towards a black bike. On the bike sat a tall girl, patiently waiting for Jacket. Taking a deep breath, Uraraka steeled herself for her declaration.

"THANK YOU!!! I PROMISE I'LL FIND YOU!!! AND WHEN I DO, I'M GONNA MARRY YOU!!"  Uraraka shouted at the top of her lungs. As she yelled this, her entire face turned a dark red, the reddest anyone had ever seen in their lives. Uraraka wasn't normally one to be outstandish. The thought of bringing so much attention to herself for a confession of love, was ridiculous. After all, she had literally just met him. This whole thing could not have been more rushed, but she meant every word. This stranger just repaid something that had put her entire life to a halt. Back in her old town, Uraraka juggled two jobs and school, just to help pay off her parents' debt. She worked so hard all the time. She broke nails, she got dirty, sometimes her entire body just wanted to die, her entire life was terrible, never getting to truly experience the life of a teenager. But then came this stranger, someone she had never even met before, and he saved her. He saved her from that awful accident, and helped her so much that words could not explain.

She owed him her life, and that was why should devote the rest of hers to make him happy.

Turning around to face the loud voice, Midoriya spot his recent acquaintance, atop the pile making that confession. Midoriya's entire body froze. He couldn't deal with this. He'd never had a girl confess like this to him, he had no idea how to respond. He simply raised his thumb and gave her a nod. With that he walked off and mounted his bike. With that, Midoriya drove off. 

"You're garbage, you know that right?"

A/N Fuck this. This whole thing was such a pain in the butt you don't know. But I loved every moment of it! I had a couple more ideas that I wanted to fit into this chapter, but this just seemed like the best spot to leave off. Hope you enjoyed!!