Izuku Midoriya's mind was still trying to process exactly was going on. Standing before him was a five foot two girl with pink hair that almost looked like a bunch of bananas. Had he heard her right? Did she just randomly say that he could be a hero? The quirkless, friendless, muttering mess, him? Izuku swallowed hard as he quietly replied, "Are you sure you got the right person? I-I'm quirkless, you know?" He stuttered a bit, pointing to himself as he finished the statement.

"Of course I know that... Ugh... uhm. What's your name ,actually?" Mei said scratching the back of her head as she wore a sheepish grin.

'This girl has got to be messing with me,' Izuku thought to himself as he simply answered the question. "Izuku Midoriya." At least he tried to simply respond naturally his mind began realizing that he was actually talking to the member of the opposite sex. His face turned crimson as he realized he had never actually talked to a girl besides his mother. So his response became a mess of stuttering.

The girl must've understood him even through the stuttering, because she replied in kind. "Mei Hatsume!" the inventor said, still smiling before continuing. "I saw what you did back there, the way you rushed in there trying to save that fellow student. Even though you don't have a quirk you looked so heroic. You got the heart of a hero Midoryia! So I'm going to make you into one!"

Izuku's heart fluttered at the last few words. It was all he ever wanted to hear in his life. The fact that it was coming from a crazy girl he'd never met before was an afterthought at the moment. He was currently at the lowest point in his life, his idol had just told him to give up his dream. Izuku was used to hearing the words 'give up,' but somehow hearing it from his favorite hero hurt worse than words can describe. Izuku knew deep down he had an unhealthy obsession with the world's number one hero, All Might. It's all he ever dreamt about as a kid, being just like him. Hearing his idol tell him that he should just find a different path in life to help people had sent him into the deepest pit of sorrow he'd ever been in. Just when it looked like he couldn't escape his despair, this girl came out of nowhere and threw him a golden rope.

Tears began filling up his eyes. Izuku was using every ounce of power he could to keep them at bay. He nervously responded, "H- Hatsume? Y-You can really turn me into a hero?" Izuku stared at his feet nervously waiting for the girl to respond.

"Of course I can! Not only do I believe in myself... I believe in you! Together I'm going to turn you into my ideal machine." Izuku's legs gave out from under him, and as he looked up from staring at the ground, he almost couldn't believe his eyes. The inventor stood over him with a smug but endearing grin on her face as the sun set behind her. In that moment, Izuku believed she looked just as heroic as All Might.

No.

Maybe even more so.

She was the only person to believe in him, the one that told him he was good enough to achieve his dream, even with his quirklessnes.

Mei reached out her hand to help him up, and Izuku just looked up at her for a few moments more before accepting the hand. As he stood back up he thought to himself, 'I shouldn't give up my dream just yet if not for myself, at least for this girl that believed in me.'

Finally standing. he asked Mei a question she knew was eventually coming, "S-so how exactly are you going to make me into a hero?"

The response surprised Izuku as the girl began a mumbling rant, like she was trying to say fartoo much information at once. Izuku started laughing before giving a genuine smile, his first in what seemed like forever. Mei didn't stop her mumbling, and luckily for her Izuku could understand, he was the same after all. He stared at the inventor, glad to finally meet a new friend for the first time since after he found out he was quirkless. Maybe, just maybe, they could do the impossible.

Sparks flew off of metallic bracelets as Mei tinkered with the gadget on her workbench. Three weeks had passed since the day Mei met the only real life breathing person she's really taken an interest in, an impressive feat for her 14 years alive. Mei's mother nearly fainted in shock of the news when Mei first told her she was going to Dagobah Beach to meet someone. When Izuku came over the following week her mom couldn't stop thanking him, tears in her eyes for some reason Mei couldn't comprehend.

"Almost done, just a few finishing touches and this baby will be ready for use. Hopefully it doesn't blow his arms off, I'm sure they won't explode... this time." The bracelets Mei stuffed into her bag, after a few more minutes of fiddling, were called high density weights. Although Mei was reluctant at first, Izuku begged her to help him train. He told her he couldn't only rely on her babies, he had to get stronger too. And his logic was irrefutable, because like he told her, if the operator isn't at a hundred percent, there was no way it would be an ideal machine. Which brings her back to the weights shei made. They were designed not only to add weight resistance, but also actively drained the stamina and speed of the wearer.

Cleaning Dagobah Beach was also Izuku's idea; not only a way to get stronger, but also help the world like a hero would. Mei didn't understand how cleaning a trash-covered beach was heroic, but when Izuku told her she could take any spare parts she wanted, she was sold on the idea her babies needed parts after all.

Mei quickly discovered Izuku was really smart when it came to heroes. He had showed Mei the myriad of notebooks he had about all different kinds of heroes and their quirks. She laughed to herself the first time he went on a mumbling and rambling rant. They both had the same particular habit, and maybe that's why the boy grew more comfortable around her. Though Mei still remembers how he did his best impression of a tomato every time Mei called him 'baby' for the first week of them meeting at the beach. 'It's not my fault I'm so bad with names,' she thought to herself as she smiled.

Taking off downstairs from her room, she called out to her mom, who was sitting on the couch, "Off to meet up with Midoriya again, be back tonight."

"Making up for lost time by hanging out with with your first friend everyday, honey?" Mei's mother said in a teasing tone as she waved goodbye from the couch.

Mei rolled her eyes before replying. "It's for science, Mom!"

"Whatever you say," the mother answered, a sly grin plastered on her face.

Before Mei knew it, she was walking in the sand of Dagobah Beach as she heard Izuku heavily breathing in the distance as he was struggling to move a wheelbarrow filled with junk. Mei called out as she was making her way to the sound, "Hey Midoriya, sorry I'm late, but I finally finished this baby that will improve your training by eight-hundred percent! Well, you probably shouldn't put it up that high or it might kill you though"

"What exactly is it, Hatsume?" Izuku replied, breathing out heavily as he put down the wheelbarrow.

Mei pulled out the bracelets from her steampunk inspired carrier bag, a triumphant look on her face as she did. "High density weights! Not only can these bad boys weigh anything you want, they also drain speed and stamina of the user like some kinda evil suction cup!"

"Are you sure they're safe? That sounds p-pretty dangerous, Hatsume." Izuku nervously asked, making his way to the inventor.

"Come on, I've seen you run head first into danger, and your scared of putting on a baby I'm 70% sure won't hurt you?" Mei chastised her green-haired friend.

Izuku strapped the bracelets on, reluctantly responding with, "Ugh...I don't think those numbers are very reassuring?"

"Oh, they didn't explode this time... good!" Mei said in a deadpan.

"WHAT!?"

Mei waved off the response nonchalantly as she informed him, "Now that I have a working prototype, I'll make another set for your legs. Didn't you say something about that hero you're emulating being able to fight with all his limbs? Maybe I should tweak the settings based on arms versus legs? Good thing I've made the levels of the weights really versatile and easy for you to adjust."

Bringing Mei back from her trance, Izuku spoke louder than usual, "Oh, uh, speaking of my combat training. I found something interesting at the beach I'm sure you are going to love!" Izuku lead Mei over to one of the myriad piles of junk before stopping and dragging out what looked like a robotic training dummy. It was rusted, and you could tell by just a glance the elements had been very harsh to the torso on a stick.

"Do you think you can fix this thing up to its former glory? Maybe make it so it can fight back?"

"Oh wow, a trainer bot 1000?! I've read about these things, a lot of people used stuff like this during the dawn of quirks. I mean, the technology wasn't too advanced back then so it was more of just a glorified punching bag, but boy could these babies take a beating!" As Mei started foundling the trainer bot with a glint in her eyes. An unknown feeling started nagging at her stomach. She felt like a rusted gear was ruining her well oiled machine. An annoying screech was throwing off her equilibrium ever since this morning. Mei's mind overclocked trying to find an answer to the unknown feeling before coming to an answer.

"Are we friends, Midoriya?" she mumbled, just loud enough for the Izuku to hear.

Izuku stood frozen, confused, before regaining his senses, "W-what makes you bring that up Hatsume?"

Turning her attention fully on Izuku, she continued her thought process, "Ever since my mom said have fun with your friend this morning, I've just haven't been myself. You see, I don't really know what a friend is, I've kinda never had one. I've always just had my babies, so talking to people and making friends just seemed like a waste of time. My babies always came first. Of course it didn't help that no one in school ever found support tech as cool as I did. You're the only person who listens when I ramble about them and I just. Am I making sense? I feel like I'm not making sense. I'm not good with kinda stuff," Mei just groaned at the end of that statement, whispering to herself. "This is so stupid."

"... I-I'm not the best person to give advice on friendship. I haven't had friends since I was four years old." Izuku gulped before continuing, "I'd like to think we are friends though! Then again my friend kinda turned into my bully so maybe I don't really have friends either… I guess we both aren't very good at this kinda stuff, huh?"

Hearing Izuku's awkward response filled Mei with ease, like someone lubricated the gears of her heart. They really were kindred spirits, being with Izuku made Mei feel like clicking together two jigsaw pieces. Or when she put the finishing touches on one of her babies. Even though Mei didn't really understand how friendships worked, maybe that didn't matter. Izuku made her feel good, and that was enough for her.

"Well, let's officially be friends, then!" Mei smiled,putting her hand out for a handshake.

"I'd like that," was Izuku's simple response, a smile of pure joy filling his face.

The two shook hands as the calming waves of the beach flowed in and out, a constant of nature, an unstoppable force, much like the determination the two had in their dreams. And little did they know, their trust in each other.

A/N

Well sorry this chapter took so long to come out. Just been busy with IRL stuff, the good news is this chapter got Beta'd by ImperialArchangel! (And I only listened to like half of what he said!) well the grammar is way better now at least. Also you should notice improvement in the next coming chapters… hopefully.

So I hope the awkward scene at the end gave a little sneak peek into the character of Mei I have planned out in my head. Let me know in a review or a PM or whatever I'm always looking for feedback (even though Imp already gave me a ton?!)

Finally, what are you doing reading this story when you can be reading Imp's "Compassion, and the Lack Thereof"? It's an amazing TogaXIzuku fic with some of the best writing I've ever seen in this fandom!

Well in conclusion I hope to see you guys in two weeks and I hope you continue with your support over 50 followers is crazy!

-Trixiestixs