And then they began to fall.

"Hieeee!" He cried out with tears in his eyes. She was laughing the whole time, still hugging him.

Woosh! Their bodies submerged into the clouds. They came out the other side, both gasping for air.

"What are we gonna do!" He cried, only able to hold onto her for dear life.

"You worry too much." She continued to laugh out loud, patting his back, even going as far as to comfort him by nestling his head into her bosom, running her hand through his hair. "There, there."

His yelling stopped for a moment letting himself get nurtured. "So soft..." Then the rush of falling hit him again. He lifted his face off her soft mounds, trying not to regret it. He glanced around, beginning to think of a way to save them. He was mumbling about using his other arm to repel the gravity at the last moment.

"Ah, I guess I can't tease you anymore." She smirked noticing his demeanor change back into the focused one. "But let me handle this one." She said loud enough over the air.

"Eh?" He turned his eyes up to her, staring confused. She patted his shoulder with a smile, before purposely sliding her hand down his body, reaching his waist. He gulped seeing her bite her bottom lip as she tugged gently on his belt. 'Why is she doing this to me?!'

She burst out laughing again. "Sorry, sorry! It's just too easy!"

"We're literally going to die at this rate!" He yelled with blushing shark eyes.

"I get it, I get it!" She kept giggling. She removed her hand from his belt placing it over her own belt buckle and pressing it.

It flew out before opening up and slowing their descent. "See, told you." It was a parachute.

Izuku stared at her calm attitude at the whole situation.

"Wow, look at the city!" Her eyes lit up with the lights below them.

He caught a gasp before it came out. He followed her view and then let the gasp out. "Amazing..." His grip on her naturally tightened.

"Hmp." She let out a sound of surprise yet also consenting to it by curling her hand around his neck, her fingers tickling the ends of his hair. Their view from the city began to shift to each other, their eyes locking, really looking at each other for the first time.

Their bodies where twirling above the city, suspended in air by the slow falling, snowflake-like parachute. They were glistening from the light below because of the water droplets they caught from the cloud. Their breaths came out condensed from the cold altitude. The heavy free-fall wind was now a silent flow, guiding them. Her hand reached out and held onto the wire attached to the parachute. He didn't know why but he did the same, placing his hand just above hers, barely grazing each other. She glanced at the arm, it was a battered purple, and to her, it looked broken but he seemed used to it. She traced her gaze up to his face.

Their eyes reflected each other as they shared the same thought.

'Who are you..?'

They had landed and were walking with a hurried pace along the back streets of the city.

"S-So where's your safe house." As they rounded a corner.

"Well now that we're in the clear, there's really no reason to go back there." She mused.

"Ah, I guess you're right."

"So let's go back to your place."

He choked on his spit. "Wha-, but that's, I mean-"

"Ne, come on, it's close by right?" She grabbed his wrist, making sure it wasn't his injured one, dragging him along with a skip.

"Wait, how do you know where I live?"

"Didn't I mention? I'm a former member of the CQA. I was assigned to your case before I bailed."

"Is that why you came to the shop earlier?"

"Welp, that was cause I wanted to meet you. Don't worry we can just talk about it when we get to your place."

His eyes grew vivid. 'They... They already know about me..?'

They reached his home without any more trouble but Izuku was still focused on the bombshell that was dropped on him.

The Counter Quirk Agency. As the name implies they chase after people with quirks. The twisted irony of The World Government is that they use the people with quirks to do it. It's usually the same kids who were taken away from their homes, who eventually grow up, and continue the cruel cycle. The agency is now considered the military of the government, with no other powers to oppose it except for those who wield quirks.

Izuku opened the door to his apartment and led Camie in, turning on his lights. She glanced around, it was normal enough. They had stepped into the living room, next to it and behind a counter was the kitchen. On the opposite end was a hallway that led to his room and the bathroom. "Sure is cozy, huh?" As she stepped further into the living room area.

"I don't get paid enough to afford anything better." He was standing by the door setting his keys by the counter, staring at her back as she examined the small home.

"Right, your job at the bookstore." Now that they were away from danger she could relax. She lifted her arms up and undid her hair, it gracefully fell around her, she ran her hands through it, letting out a few droplets from the clouds. They twinkled in the light, radiating around her.

He gulped at the serine sight.

After she had freed her hair she turned back to him with a pout. "Do you have anything that I could wear? It'd be great if I could get out of this." She tugged at her zipper. "Ugh, it's stuck again."

He forced his eyes to avoid the bouncing struggle of her body. But the harder she pulled, the more his peripheral vision shifted to the center, until, "There, got it." And he could hear her zip it all the way down.

"H-Hold on! I-I'll go look, j-just wait in the bathroom and I'll slip them to you." His voice cracked up a pitch in the middle. He didn't even wait for a reply. He walked around her heading to the hallway. He brought his hand up to his face holding it and covering it. 'I just found out The Counter Quirk Agency knows about me, a-and now I have a half-naked woman in my living room! What is reality!? That was definitely cleavage and midriff!'

He scrambled into his room, and rummaged through his clothes. He pulled out some green shorts and a black shirt. The bathroom was across from his room and he knocked on it. "Um, here, hope it's comfy."

It clicked opened and he stuck his hand in with the clothes.

"Totes appreciate it!"

He waited by the hallway, leaning on the wall. She opened the door and stepped out. "Ah, freedom." She sighed content. She yawned outstretching her arms and back. "Let's head for bed."

"H-Huh?! Weren't you going to tell me what the CQA knows about me."

"Can't we do both?"

'That's exactly what we did!'

Izuku was trying to comprehend. Camie was laying by him on the bed. They were staring at each other until she spoke up but she did so with a soft sleepy voice. "They had you in their system but only as a low-risk threat, they didn't have anything concrete except for obscure images. I was assigned to observe and document anything suspicious."

He gulped, staring at her but she had her eyes closed trying to reach dreamland. "And?" He urged before she fell asleep.

"Hm, oh, I deleted everything about my cases from the system, you and all the others assigned to me seemingly vanished." She rolled over and readjusted her sleeping position.

'That's a relief, I should be in the clear.'

"But a lot of people have back up USBs of former cases, myself included, so anyone assigned to you before me, probably still has data on you..." She began to slur and mumble, almost sleep talking.

'Im definitely not in the clear!' His brain began to over-analyze the situation he was in.

"Cuddle with me." She whined with a hoarse voice. She threw her arm back, looking for his. She found it and grabbed it, lapping it over her body. She scooted back, snuggling comfortably into an embrace.

He was glad she couldn't see him because he was blushing hard. Her body was perfectly pieced next to him like a puzzle. He tried to even his breathing. She readjusted herself again, as if purposely pressing her rear against his pelvis. He had to make sure his blood didn't travel down for a detour.

During his primitive instinct struggle, she spoke.

"Ne, can you use your quirk again?"

"Eh?" His internal dilemma stopped and he focused on her voice. It was quieter than earlier but without sleepiness. His arm naturally curled around her in a protective grip like before. "Full cowling, two-percent..." Letting out enough energy that lightning emerged around them but wouldn't drain him. He didn't know why but he just couldn't bring himself to ask her why she wanted him to do it.

She opened her eyes, staring out the window. She answered his unspoken question, even if he couldn't hear it.

"You're quirk... It was the first time I ever felt safe because of someone else, in this world."

It was as if I had been sleeping my whole life, no, more as if my whole life was a dream until I met her. She was the one who finally woke me up.