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A/N: When speaking, Italics are them talking English.

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"S-sure. Let me grab some stuff real quick." he as well had a blush on his face and ran inside. She sat on the porch, her legs slightly swinging over the edge. Hopefully he'll agree. Hopefully he won't hate me.. She looked at the sky and saw that it was already covered in stars, the moon was shining brightly over her. She smiled at the sight.

"A-are you r-ready?" he asked standing next to her. She looked up at him and smiled, nodding her head. She stood up and walked next to him towards the hotel. The comfortable silence fell around them again, the beat of their hearts beating faster, the closer they got to the hotel. He had never spent the night over at anyone's before. Forsure, he had never spent the night with a girl, especially alone. Saying he was nervous was an understatement, but being able to conceal his emotions, his face didn't give any indication that he was nervous.

They rode the elevator in silence, nervousness clearly surrounding them in the tiny space. She had her eyes casted down, biting her lip out of nervousness to tell him her plan. He was watching her form the corner of his eye, wondering what she was thinking. What was he doing? He didn't need any sort of distraction. He needed to focus. He couldn't afford to have this girl distract him from his goal of beating his father. He needed to find a way out, to forget about her. Maybe...just maybe he would find her again..

They got to her floor and walked the small distance to her room. It was a large suit that was noticeable. There were three doors on the left in the hallway that ended up joining the living room area. A decent size kitchen was on the right. There were some doors that clearly went out to a balcony at the end next to a chimney.

"Make yourself at home. You can sleep in the spare room or with me. Whichever makes you more comfortable." She pointed out each room to him. She of course got the master of the two rooms, since she was going to be here longer than her dad. Shoto just stood there debating his options. He could be a gentleman and respectful of her and sleep in the other room, but...there was a part of him that wanted to be with her. She could see that he was debating on his choice and decided to make it for him. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him into her room. The blush crept up on both their cheeks walking into the girl's room.

"Y-you want to s-sit on the ba-balcony?" she whispered to him, suddenly getting shy. He nodded his head and walked with her out of the room towards the balcony after leaving his bag on the couch next to the door. They sat on a little outdoor couch, looking at the city underneath them. She bit her lip, and played with her hands.

"Wh-what was in that letter?" he turned his head to look at her. She tensed, but signed turning on the couch to fully face him.

"Um...w-well...y-you see th-there's a reason I came.. Uh...I..I have a strong quirk and I'm strong overall, and you have two strong quirks as well as being strong.. And well..our father's being who they are.. Th-there's a strong pos-posibility I could..that um..that I could be your future..wife.." she whispered that last word looking down in shame. She didn't want to tell him just yet, she wanted to enjoy his company a little longer. He didn't say anything. He just sat there. Not sure if he heard her correctly. Did she say wife? His father was making him get into a quirk marriage?

"My what?" she could hear the anger in his voice.

"I..I have a plan." she still couldn't look at him. She was ashamed that her father could just marry her off to a complete stranger.

"Why didn't you tell me?" his voice was getting angier, she could see his hands shaking.

"I-I..I won't let it happen, if you don't want to.. We can get out of this.. Find our true happiness with whoever we want. Just hear out my plan.." Emily had managed to look at him, she could feel the tears coming. For whatever reason, she didn't want him to hate her. His eyes were intensely staring into hers. It made her feel smaller than she already was.

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