Diamonds in the Rough *INDEFINITE HIATUS*

Rest Day

"Pleaseeeeee??" Midoriya begged as he trailed after Tando "I did paperwork all day yesterday I'm fine!! I swear!! Look! Look!" he performed a backflip "See?! Please let me go on patrol today!!" Kanga watched him perform a one-handed handstand and sighed defeatedly

"I'll have to ask Mirko-san" Tando sighed defeatedly "She'll probably say yes... but its Ishii-san we'll actually have to convince" Izuku groaned, knowing the strict woman would be near impossible to persuade, especially after the whole Stain incident that had given her a wave of non-disclosure agreements to sign off on

"So I'll ask Mirko and you try with Ishii-san?" Izuku suggested. Tando shrugged

"I'll try my best kid, but don't get your hopes up"

"Okay..."

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"Patrol time! Patrol time!" Midoriya cheered as he skipped to the front doors "Thank you Ishii-sama!!" he waved at the woman behind the desk with a wide, happy smile "I promise I won't get into trouble today!!"

"You better not Harakaru-san!!" Ishii responded, "I want no damage reports from you today!!"

"Yes ma'am!!" he giggled, pulling out his replacement mask and slipping it on as he burst through the door, bounding down the road and making his way down to where Mirko would be for patrol. Midoriya waved for a few people on the sidewalks before heading down a side alley to scale a fire escape in order to access the rooftops and make his commute easier

"Shit. A hero!" Someone hissed as he spotted two hooded figures behind a dumpster. Midoriya immediately pulled out his knives and had them at the ready to throw

"Who's there?!" he called "Come out with your hands up!" the two slowly slunk out, hands raised

"Look man" one of them started "We don't want no- wait. Haya??" Izuku lowered his knives a bit

"Who-" the man pulled off his hood with a sheepish smile "Oh. It's you." Izuku straightened up and relaxed "Ihko-san what are you doing?"

"...Business." The man replied, fiddling with his coat as Izuku face palmed

"Seriously??" the boy groaned "Right next to Mirko's agency?"

"Well no one expects it-"

"Just get out of here before I arrest you" he snapped, crossing his arms "I'm letting you go with a "warning" for old times' sake but if I ever see you selling on my patrol again I will throw you in a holding cell" the customer and Ikho still stood there awkwardly

"Aw come on man" the man chuckled "You sure you're not in the market for anything right now?"

"Why are you selling to a hero??" the other muttered

"Relax, Haya's chill" Ikho hummed, walking over and patting the boy on the head "Ain't that right kiddo?"

"It's Harakaru right now." Midoriya huffed, swatting his hand away "And I thought I told you if I ever saw you on the streets again I'd break your fingers." The man flinched and took a wary step back

"You're not still mad about the-"

"About getting kidnapped?" Izuku guessed with a glower, twirling a knife warningly "Yeah, I'm still pretty pissed about that whole incident. Go on. Shoo." He waved them away and the customer scurried off before the teen could change his mind

"You sure?" Ikho tried, opening up his coat to reveal the many weapons attached to the inside "You're not looking for anything-" Izuku covered up his eyes with a squeak