In the morning, Invisible Girl has vanished

When you groggily blinked yourself awake in the morning, you found yourself amazed that you'd managed to fall asleep after the events of the previous night. Knowing that Invisible Girl-- one of the graduating heroes of the brightest classes of UA, that one class that everyone knows about-- was sleeping naked in your apartment ought to be too exciting for you to sleep, right? If that didn't do it, the fact that you'd jizzed on her stomach ought to keep you restless. However, there's a saying involving the sleep after a good fap, and it seemed that you were the beneficiary of that mysterious effect; when you moved back into your room, slumped down at the low table in the center of the room, and smacked your forehead down in self-punishment, you actually managed to sleep like a log.

You quickly reminded yourself, as soon as you had the wits to do so, that it wasn't your sleep you should be worried about. Had your invisible squatter managed to sleep through the mess you made? You had just barely hidden the evidence, stuffing the used towel in your laundry hamper, and you'd really been going at it vigorously. The fact that she hadn't woken up during seemed impossible; the idea that she'd sleep through the night after it was even more bizarre. You could only imagine that she'd woken up at some point. If she realized what had happened, she'd surely have grabbed up all of her things and bolted out the door. After that... well, it was going to be a pretty difficult misunderstanding to sort out with her.

Your fears seemed confirmed when you noticed that the pile of clothes she'd left by her bed-- the ones that had tipped you off to her nudity-- were all missing. It wouldn't be surprising at all to find out that she'd grabbed them all, dressed in a hurry, and run out the door. The cover looked like it had been thrown off and the beer cans were still all over the place, letting you know that it wasn't all some wacky dream. She'd really been here...

Finding her to apologize wasn't going to be easy. After all: heroes were always on the move at the best of times. In this case, the hero was also literally invisible.

"Shit. If things are gonna be that screwed up, probably better if I never actually see her again," you growled to yourself, as you stood up, using one hand to shrug off your loose-fitting clothing and the other to scratch your gross morning hair.

As you opened up the door to your extremely meager restroom-- the toilet and tub were so close together they were practically conjoined-- you admitted to yourself that you hadn't really meant that. You really did want the chance to see her again, even if it was going to make for an awkward reunion.

The reunion came a bit quicker than you thought. As you spotted the pile of clothes sitting on the one unoccupied flat surface in the room-- specifically the space of the floor you'd just stepped on upon entering-- you put together Invisible Girl's whereabouts. Since you were at the sink, she couldn't be there. If she was in the shower, you'd have heard it running or you'd see the towel off the hook. There was only one place left for her to be and judging by how the seat was down, the only saving grace was that you hadn't come in at the extent moment she was tinkling.

You couldn't see her expression, but you could hear her fury. "Not cool! I woke up first, I'm using it! What the heck, Ren, I know it's your place and all, but don't you ever knock?!" Toru shouted, as you watched her grab a towel off of the rack and move it to cover her groin, serving no purpose at all given her complete invisibility. She wasn't the only naked one either; you'd finished undressing all the way down to your boxer shorts. "You're in your underwear too!? Oh gosh! Is that your-?!"

You didn't wait for her to finish the rest. Rather, you couldn't. The rapidly solidifying boner was the least of your worries, as fire started to build up in a tremendous belch from your gut to your throat. You ran to your window and began to reenact your flamethrower routine from last night, all the while wondering what was wrong with you, that you found walking in on a girl taking a piss this arousing. It did make sense to think you'd be pretty pent up, sexually; you'd avoided this sort of thing by design for a long, long time.

Once the awkward morning exchange was over, you were comforted to find that Toru seemed to find the walk-in more amusing at your expense than embarrassing at hers. "Ha ha ha! You were red as a beet. Ren, did you know that back during my school days, I just had to run around naked all the time? I didn't have the right control over my powers yet! So no, it really doesn't actually freak me out that much that you saw me naked. Besides, you were the one swinging your morning wood around!" she cackled. "I guess girls on the toilet are your thing?"

"Shut the fuck up already!" you complained, as the two of you shared a breakfast of the cheapest oatmeal money can buy in Japan. You weren't exactly rolling out the red carpet for her, but then, breakfast was a pretty simple affair for you most days. "I'm a guy, alright? I wake up with a boner. That's just how it goes."

"He he he... Sure, buddy!" Toru teased you further; you felt her finger poking the exposed flesh at your forearm, as if to goad you deeper into anger. "Sorry I used your only towel, though. I mean... I didn't expect you'd only own one towel! People have to own at least two, right? What do you do if it gets dirty?"

What indeed? You couldn't tell her the reason there was only one towel available. Instead, you shrugged and told her that toweling off after her wouldn't be bad compared to your usual hygiene.

"Gross!"

... She had a point. Still, you sighed and reminded her you were just a thug who runs odd-jobs for a living. You weren't some big-shot hero who makes public appearances and has to look his best for the camera.

"Ha! I don't have to look the best for the camera either, silly," the invisible girl giggled in response. "But I do have to at least smell a certain degree of good. You should too... That's just basic adulthood! You can't be a kid forever. Not that you look like a kid, I mean, especially with..."

You raised one eyebrow, while taking another spoonful of oatmeal.

"N-Nevermind!" Suddenly, she did seem a bit more bashful. "You know, you really are a lot like some of the UA boys, despite what you might think! Half of them are meatheads with big muscles, too!"

Her teasing was met at every turn by crabby responses from you, as the two of you finished up an easy breakfast together. You understood completely why you were becoming fond of her so quickly. You didn't have much of a social circle and who wouldn't be excited, having a ranked hero paying them personal attention?

On the other hand, you were pretty surprised that she seemed to be having such a good time sharing terrible oatmeal and shooting the breeze with some delinquent. You couldn't help but ask: wasn't this team-up kind of taking her away from the other people she usually hangs out with?

"I told you, it's a solo assignment. I didn't really have anybody to officially tackle it with," she answered, but you sensed a bit of hesitation. When you didn't say anything, she filled the silence by spilling the tea. "Okay, so the truth is... I don't get assigned to the same missions as a lot of the other graduates because my powers don't really fit with theirs. I mean, someone like Momo will make any team work, but who do you think she can do more with: Invisible Girl, or a hero who can fly or use super strength? Truth is, I've been a bit lonely since I graduated... It's not their fault, but I'm just not getting the same assignments they are. So... You don't need to hear about all this, but-"

You finished for her: "this team-up and sleepover is actually kind of a rare thing for you these days, huh?"

"Yeah. Being an adult kind of sucks, compared to being a student," she sighed. "So anyway... Thanks for letting me stay over! I think you're a better guy than you think you are, Ren." Your face turned a bit red, as she set her spoon down and then stood up from the table. "That's why I can count on you to help me finish up the Monitors case! We don't know what they've got planned next, but I have a hunch that the second we stick our heads out of here, we're going to be in their sights. We should get ready for that!"

You nodded, but revisited the past point before she could drop it. "I think you're selling yourself short too," you told her, scratching the back of your head awkwardly. "Your quirk's one of a kind. I know you don't get to hang around with your friends as much, but it sounds like it's not your fault. I mean, if the government put this whole Monitors thing on you, it sounds like they actually thing you're kind of a big deal. I'm glad you're here putting the boot down on them, anyway. I wanted to do this all on my own at first, but... the two of us together can probably do a lot more."

"... Yeah!" she responded, sounding a bit more energetic now. You could picture her pumping her invisible fists excitedly. "But I'm not going anywhere with you until you take a shower, Stinky!"

Underneath the coldest shower you could manage, you nevertheless felt fire licking the inside of your throat. Invisible Girl was living inside your head now and you suddenly found yourself, like many others, trying to imagine what the exact shape of her silhouette must be. It was always there, hidden but tangible... in fact, you'd touched it rather thoroughly and personally already. Alone with your shower thoughts, you couldn't stop trying to connect the dots and imagine what her body must be like.

As much as you were enjoying Invisible Girl's company, it was essential that you have this time alone with your thoughts a bit. As chaotic as your thoughts were, it was still good to have a moment to collect them and cool yourself off. The water literally helped in that endeavor, too, although your quirk made you incompatible with the type of "cold shower" you really needed right now.

You wouldn't be alone for long, regardless...