Last time
Rumi: I'm gonna train you.
Now
Nighttime
*izuku was still in his junkyard, the place was semi-cleaned, and there was still a lot left to fix he did a number on this place. He was laid down on the sofa of the workshop, using the armrest as a pillow, as he looked up at the opened roof that he created, as he thought about the events of the day.*
Flashback
Izuku: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. What did you say? I think I must've misheard you.
Rumi: You didn't. I want to train you
*Rumi said with a nod of her head. Izuku looked at her even more confused over what he said. He then just chuckled at the ridiculousness of what he had just heard. He then took a sharp breath before responding with a breathless tone to the bunny hero. Rumi, for her part, wondered what was so funny.*
Izuku: By Paradise Lost, why would you want to do that?
Rumi: Because Nezu told me your story, he told me what you're planning on doing, and it just inspired me. Since I see myself in you.
*Rumi said with a bright smile and a thumbs up. Izuku just stared at her for a minute or two, since he knows a fake smile when he sees one, he's had his fake smile on his face for almost a decade at this point, so he can spot it a mile away, and Rumi's smile was fake as hell. Also, the overly sweet tone that told him she was messing with him, but mostly the fake smile, was what tipped him off about it.*
Izuku:...... I'm not 5. So, wanna try that again?
Rumi: I'm kidding, I'm kidding. It's so that you don't report me to the hero association. I already have 2 strikes one more, and they'll take away my hero license for the rest of the year
*Rumi said with a chuckle, since technically speaking? Technically speaking. Izuku had a very good case of assault for everything Izuku did. Doesn't matter. Since Rumi threw the first punch, everything else was self-defense for Izuku. At least, that's how a judge will see it. So, to save her from having to pay a settlement, she decided to get creative with her compromise. Izuku nodded at the very least he could respect that.*
Izuku: Ah. Well, at least you're honest with your selfish desires
Rumi: I would call it personal desire.
* Rumi said with a shrug, and Izuku hummed as he finished at least putting all if not most of the shattered glass, in a bit pile so that he didn't cut himself again. He put his broom down and looked at Rumi with a charming smile on his face, which both knew was fake. But Izuku had to start getting used to his mask again, at some point in this conversation, and it's gonna be now. The boy was getting back control of the conversation.*
Izuku: That's what I said. Selfish/personal, their two sides of the same coin. So, out of pure curiosity. The suspension of your license, that's all they'll do to you? Since it sounds like an excuse for a vacation, given that you must have a lot of money saved up, being a top 10
Rumi: You aren't wrong. But it's more. Let's see, 1 strike is a warning, 2 strikes it's a money situation, 3 strikes it's a suspension of my license, which I would have to wait a whole year to take a stupid test, to get back, and even then, I'll have a black mark on my record.
*Rumi said with a bit of a bitter chuckle since technically, she had 2 permanent black marks, but she managed to convince the higher-ups to erase them from her record. How you may ask?..... Izuku looked at Rumi with a raised eyebrow. Since this woman beat his 14-year-old ass definitively, she didn't seem to be the type to care about that sort of stuff.*
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the new Ironman
Fanfiction"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
