If you find any mistakes let me know, I'm a one person show with flaws I usually don't notice my own spelling mistakes and Grammarly can only help so much.
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Hitoshi had come over for his usual sign language lessons with Iruka and Hizashi. Aizawa was at UA dealing with the final preparations for the hero course summer camp.

'Your hair want fix?' Hitoshi signed.

"Fix? Is something wrong with my hair?" Iruka touched her hair here and there in an attempt to fix whatever mess it had ended up in.

"Nonono I don't know the sign for style."

"Ooo how are you going to style my hair?"

"Remember back on I-Island I asked if you wanted me to help with your hair? Ya, I brought it up with mum and she let me bring some of her product with me so if you want we could try to see if your hair is actually straight or not."

Iruka squealed at the idea. Of course, she did. For years her hair had been the biggest pain in her ass known. Hizashi had pin-straight hair so he didn't exactly get the struggle of a lion's mane after brushing it and Shota on the other hand just accepted his fate of messy hair. Sure he had wavy hair but other than brushing it every once in a while to keep it from getting matted, he hadn't found it necessary to style. He made the argument that if it was going to be wrecked in a fight anyways there wasn't a point in keeping it styled.

Hitoshi filled a spray bottle up with water as Iruka took her hair down from the bun she had it in earlier.

"What's with the spray bottle?"

"We need your hair wet so this is just gonna help with that."

"Why not just do this in the bathroom?"

"Good point. I have no clue." Hitoshi shrugged and got to work.

Hitoshi explained his process as he went along. Explained what he knew the purpose of the products were.

"The oil is to keep your hair hydrated, mum says wavy and curly hair tends to get dry so I guess we'll just see."

 "It's just a water gel to keep the texture there I guess."

Iruka couldn't have been more fascinated. She was grateful to Mihoko for letting her keep the products Hitoshi brought. Eventually, Hitoshi managed to accentuate Iruka's waves. They almost had to sacrifice the hairdryer but it all worked out eventually. Iruka went downstairs to show off her new hairdo to Hizashi who was prepping dinner.

"Papa look I've got wavy hair. Hitoshi helped. Whatcha think?" Hizashi gave her a soft smile.

"Looks great Listener. Wish I could make Shota style his hair like that." Hitoshi walked down the stairs, bag in hand. "Going home already Listener?"

"Yup. Mum wants me back before dinner."

"Oo I can walk you to the station."

"Could you buy some cat food on your way back Iruka?"

"Sure thing, let me just get my wallet."

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Iruka scrolled through her Spotify playlist, unsure what kind of mood she'd want to be in. There was rock, lofi, even some sad songs mixed in there. She did end up just choosing some morning lofi. It was a nice day out so why not. She didn't end up putting her earbuds in though.

"You know might as well walk with me if I can see you stalking me anyways," Iruka called out. She had noticed someone following her and decided to take a jab at the situation.

The person who was following her started to walk her way. He had black hair and wore a long-sleeved shirt with ripped jeans.

"You've got some guts calling out your stalker." His voice was coarse, as though he had a sore throat. He was also wearing a mask so it sounded slightly muffled.

Iruka gave her stalker a toothy grin to which he raised an eyebrow.

"Well you want to know something about me and I want to know more about you. A mutual trade so to say." Iruka started walking, her stalker surprisingly by her side.

"Who said I'll tell you anything?"

"Never said you had to answer anything, this isn't an interrogation, just don't expect me to tell you what you want to know." Silence blanketed them soon after.

Iruka didn't try for a conversation after that but instead opted to enjoy the almost calm silence of her neighbourhood. She did sneak a few glances to get a better look at her stalker.

He was much taller than Iruka initially thought. He seemed to be as tall as Mezo. What Iruka first thought to be eye bags turned out to be some kind of scarring held together by some kind of metal, staples maybe?

They eventually reached their first destination, the local pet shop.

"Hello, Iruka!" Miss Heartfilia greeted her.

"Hello, Miss Heartfilia. Do you have the Whiskies branded cat food in stalk?"

"Of course! It's over in the back." Miss Heartfilia pointed. "Oh is this a new friend of yours Iruka?"

Iruka didn't think her stalker would follow her into the store.

"Oh ya he's my senpai from UA and he's helping with a school project." Mr stalker looked confused but quickly returned to his neutral expression.

"Well, it's certainly nice seeing you making friends."

"You know I've made many friends since joining UA. Katsuki and Izuku too." Iruka stated a few packs of cat food were placed at the cashier.

 Miss Heartfilia hummed as she rang Iruka up but shook her head slightly. "Why don't you ask Shota to start buying in bulk? The cost would be cheaper, especially with all those cats."

"I'll definitely bring it up with him. Thank you Miss Heartfilia." Iruka waved goodbye as she continued on her journey, her stalker by her side.

"You think I'd pass as a UA student?"

"Sure. You look like you're in your late teens and appearance isn't everything of course. Besides if I said you were my stalker you might end up in jail and I don't want that."

"I'm a stalker and you don't want me to go to jail. How crazy are you?

"Not crazy just reasonable. It's not like I know if you've committed a crime or not." 

"Tch reasonable my ass. More like stupid." Iruka hummed in agreement.

"So am I ever going to find out who you are or am I just gonna keep calling you Mr Stalker?"

"Why should I tell you anything about me?" He jerked his head.

"Guess a trade isn't in your vocabulary," Iruka mumbled. "Ok let me guess. You're either stalking for either work or something to do with the sports festival."

"First you think I can pass as a UA student snd now you think I could be a hero. How are you so sure I'm not a villain trying to kill you."

"I don't know that but had I assumed you were a villain you could've gotten offended saying I'm judging you on how you look causing you to potentially cause more harm to the area."

"And you think calling me a hero was safe ground because?"

"You could've been a villain and by giving you a cover by assuming you were a hero would've worked in your favour." The stalker laughed. He genuinely laughed which surprised Iruka.

"You know crusty said you were interesting but Shigaraki did not do you justice."

"He said I was interesting?" Getting a villain's attention was one thing but being called interesting by a villain who's probably coming after her class sent a shiver run down her spine.

"Stupid would be a better word to describe you." He retorted.

Their conversation died out a little when they entered a grocery store. Iruka grabbed a basket and hummed in thought. So he works with Shigaraki. Should I tell dad? Should I try to pick at him to know why he's stalking me?

"You still aren't weirded out?" Mr Stalker asked.

"Mhhm why should I?" 

"Are you serious?"

"Oh," He was asking because he talked about working with Tomura. "No? Well, I'm not weirded out just curious."

"Tch you're ridiculous."

Slowly the shadows of a familiar sight came into view. Iruka wondered if she should go somewhere else to get her stalker off her tail but the closer she got home the more the other lagged behind. They were only a few doors when Mr Stalker finally stopped. Iruka turned around curiously.

"I got what I came for brat. I'm not here to get into trouble." He shrugged.

"Welp hope I never see you around Mr Stalker." Iruka waved at him almost cheery as ever.

"Tch it's just Dabi but if I get arrested I'm blaming you brat." Dabi turned around with a wave.

Iruka skipped back home as Dabi's scent left the area. She debated on telling her parents about Dabi, about how he was related to Tomura but she decided against it. He wasn't there to hurt anyone right? He wasn't even there to really cause trouble. Then again Iruka hadn't any idea what his true motives were.

It'll be fine. I'll bring it up when it comes up.

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Sooo this was a shorter chapter than I thought it would be heh, sorry for that.

Oh I did want to mention, I've been working on chapter 84 since before my hiatus and lemme tell you, that chapter would've been able to single-handedly drop this fic. Thankfully I finished as of 2 days ago.

Crazy to think how far we've gotten although we're only half way through the UA school year. So thank you so so so much for reading. Per usual, if you enjoyed this chapter, drop a vote and/or comment (I read them all believe me)

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