Gravity Shift

Worry

After a handful of minutes of chatting with Uraraka's mom, they'd just head out to a vacant lot to train. The pair was in desperate need to ease both their rising nerves regarding her father. Midoriya had been putting her daughter at risk with having her return home during late hours. He didn't expect to be met with much respect from the brunettes father with that knowledge. Uraraka on the other hand, was just worried about the lie she told.
She was hoping her dad would understand her anxiety. It wasn't that she never had male friends but, she never hung out with them unless her parents were able to keep a close eye on her.

She doubted Midoriya would be an acception to that rule.

With their adrenaline's running high they decided to train hard for the dinner her mother was currently preparing. Other than Uraraka training with her quirk on his person, they'd start to spar with eachother without them. It was something they decided they needed to pick up on in the midst of their training together. While Midoriya was trying to focus on mechanics, some basic self defense moves wouldn't hurt him.

Uraraka lunged forward towards Midoriya as she stretched her hand out to try and land a touch on him, not being lucky as the male just barely side stepped her body to avoid her glowing finger pads. Uraraka was not taking this type of training easy on Midoriya and surprisingly neither was he. While he wasn't necessarily comfortable with taking a physical punch at her, it didn't stop him from trying to pin her down to the dirt.

Breaths would escape Midoriya the more he practically swerved his body away from Uraraka's attacks, having the girl nearly tripping over her own feet with his quick assessment. Even without Uraraka's quirk on him, Izuku was surprisingly light on his feet. Regardless of his lean body being able to escape her moves, she still didn't stop trying to float him. It almost seemed to turn into a game of advanced tag with how lucky he had been arching away from her touch. Trying to take his observation advice into mind, she watched the way his body arched away from her touch to see if she could find an opening during his excessive dodging.

Just as Midoriya was about to trip her up again, she finally managed to find her opening. "Got you!" She loudly declared, landing a direct hit in the small of the males back. Her victory, however, had been short lived. Midoriya suddenly shot up into the sky at a speed neither of them were expecting. With how high he managed to get in the air it made a gasp escape his throat instead of a scream; a scream surely would've left him if he had the air for it. The feeling that sat in Midoriya's stomach almost felt like the equivalent of getting too high on a swing.

The feeling of the fall felt worse in comparison, the sudden flip of his stomach as he cut down through the air startled him. The feeling brought his mind back to a place he didn't want to return to. It was as if he had a flash of the memory regarding his attempt before his back finally connected with the ground. Hard. The remainder of air he had in him got knocked out of him within that instant. While Uraraka thankfully stopped her quirk from letting him get another centimeter above her, she didn't expect him to make that harsh of a landing. 

"Izuku!" Uraraka had immediately rushed to his side, going to look him over as she pulled him up by his shoulders. "Oh my God I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" She'd ask worried she may have potentially hurt him. His green eyes were slow to squint at her, having grew dilated over the sudden dizziness he felt. Midoriya was met with this deja vu that he wasn't necessarily fond of. He didn't like how much worry she had in her voice as she got to him, having wanted to ease her guilty growing conscience.

"That was alot faster than the other times you've been able to float me... You can control that type of thing?" He'd ask with a grunt, not surprised over the soreness that coursed through his body. Rubbing the back of his head he watched as the girls concerned expression twisted into one of frustration. "No, not particularly. Are you okay?" She'd ask him again, dismissive of his question. She couldn't help but let her eyes search him for scratches as if she had done more then just dropped him on his back. It caused him to sigh as he nodded his head. "I'm completely okay Ocha. Thank you."

He'd stand himself up slowly, both of them taking that as their que to stop their training for today. As apologetic as she was, he was insisting that though it was a surprise, it was something that could benefit her in the long run."Maybe the force of your touch could tie into speed? You did press your hand completely into my back with slot of pressure so, maybe we could see if that is another addition to your power?" He'd suggest making the girl blink in thought. With as analytical as his notes on her were, she couldn't help but feel somewhat embarrassed for not noticing this herself.

Was that really how her power worked just then? Was it just the cause of her sudden competitive nature? All his bullet point analysis was finally starting to go to her head. "I don't really know, but I'll let you know once I figure it out." She assured him as as smiled, going to lightly link her hand with his as if to keep him steady. As much as he appreciated the gesture, a feeling set in his chest that somewhat made him frown. Her worry and concern for him still made guilt set in his stomach. Was she always going to have to be the one to make him feel better?
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"Hey mom, were back!" Uraraka would call from the front as they both removed their shoes, being met with the sight of a tall male with light brown hair.  "Hello there Midori..?"