Rabbits love Broccoli (IzukuxMiruko)

IX: Tough Shit Bitch

"HUP!"

"You need to twist your body more, otherwise your kick isn't going to have any power in it and your just throwing your little chickenshit of a leg out in front." Miruko instructed, standing in front of Midoriya with her hands out in front as a guard. "Your kicks will be a lot stronger when you kick it into Rabbit's Foot no shit but I want you to get the basics down first so you can get stronger. Keep going, and kick harder than that this is meant for your body to get used to the feeling."

"Hey so, Miruko-sensei?" Midoriya asked while resetting into a fighting stance. Once set he pivoted on his left foot and swung the opposite leg forward in a roundhouse kick, his shin coming into contact with Miruko's palms who smacked it back to reset. "Did you do all this training by yourself? No sparring partners or anything like that?"

"Nah, didn't need one. With the amount of crazy stuff that used to go on during my high school years it wasn't hard to find a villain whose ass I could kick in order to see if my training paid off. Involuntary sparring partners I guess you could call them. But after the amount of crap my classmates would give me and bully me for, I never saw eye to eye with them, so I trained up by myself in order to get to where I am now. Back then I was frail so I mainly focused on strengthening my body, working out and all that crap. Then once I felt like I was strong enough I decided to focus on my fighting style. Kicking is good but never forget that you have more than one points on your body that could deal damage.

Knuckles knees elbows hell even your own dome if you're crazy enough to headbutt somebody. Imagining to fight with them is one thing but putting that imagination into actual combat is another. Which is why it's never a good thing to have your head in the clouds for too long, best to keep your feet on the ground and get shit done."

"HUP! What about Hawks? I would bet he's a good choice for a sparring partner."

"Hawks? What about chicken wings?"

"Well, there's that rumor going around on the internet that you two supposedly have a thing together after you were spotted doing numerous patrols with each other. Some of the media outlets think you two are going out."

"ME AND HAWKS?! UOOOUGHHH!" Miruko exaggerated a retching sound, even going so far as to stick her tongue out in disgust. "Yeah right! Give me the name of the news station that said that I'll beat the crap out of every single reporter in there."

"So you two aren't a thing then?" Midoirya inquired. "Being honest with you Sensei I kinda thought the same thing since you know there's all kinds of picture evidence of you two patrolling together and you seemed cool with him."

"Hawks is alright as a hero but to assume he and I are going out would be absolute bat-shit crazy. The biggest reason as to why he and I are seen together so much is because he keeps trying to recruit me into that boy scout group of the Safety Commission. People making assumptions about heroes based off of what they see is stupid and they need to drop it, same exact crap with Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods. You've seen how many times on the news those two are posted together and everybody thinks it's something deeper than a work relationship. Personally, I think it's stupid as hell to be working in a team since the more crutches you got the more it's gonna hurt when you fall onto your ass.

But no, whatever you think or hear about Hawks and I is wrong, we're not a thing so can it. Switch to your other leg."

One last roundhouse kick smacked into Miruko's hands, Midoriya switching it up with a hop and change of his feet. His right foot pivoted, left leg swinging out in front and shin coming into rough contact with the Rabbit's hands. He could feel his body started to grow used to the rotation of his hips and slowly but surely he was increasing the power that he swung his leg with. "HUP! So, no sparring partners? This was all you?"