An ambush, and a reversal.

Mt Lady, or - as she was right now - Takeyama Yu, was going down the road, perusing the streets. She was just about to start window-shopping at that one bakery she liked, when she heard a muted, young-sounding yelp.

Takeyama spun, now facing an alleyway. It was thin, and cramped, and she wouldn't be able to transform in it, but she ignored it. Someone needed help, damn it! And yes, while she initially joined the hero community for the money, she was still gonna help people in need.

And so, the fool - never questioning why some child or teen would be down that alley, alone and apparently injured - went sprinting down the alley.

She reached the end of it quickly, not really noticing the lack of windows in that alley. At first, she didn't even see the... whoever was down here, but then - a small twitch, at the foot of a paved-over doorway.

A younger, bishounen-looking late teen with darkish-green hair, holding a bloody shin and slumped to the floor. Yu almost scoffed - what teen cries at a scraped shin? - but she stifled it. It wouldn't be nice to judge the kid. Maybe the kid broke a bone? Or maybe sprained his ankle.

"Uh..." She winced at how unsure she sounded. She cleared her throat. "Are you alright, kid?"

No response.

Oh shit, was the kids ****? Biting back her panic, she quickly got next to the kid, (who, as she was now seeing, was completely limp, great going, Yu-), kneeled quickly, below the boy, and spun him to his back and onto her thighs.

Wait, was the kid smili-

The boy opened his boiling emerald eyes and everything blurr -

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He laughed, almost. "You will come to my address if I call you. "

Of course she would. "I will come to my address if you call me. "

"You will dress provocatively, if you think we will be alone."

Her mind almost cleared... that didn't... quite sound right-

A pulse shattered any resistance. "I'll will dress provocatively, if I think we will be alone."

"You will do as I say when you wake up, for at least twenty minutes."

That wasn't that long. "I do as you say when I wake up for at least twenty minutes."

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-ed. She blinked out the bleariness from her eyes, and resisted the urge to yawn. When did she get so tire- Oh shit, the kid!

Panicking, she refocused - only to see the teen looking back up at her, with happy, glittering eyes.

"Oh, wow!" He beamed, seemingly unaware she was giving him a lap pillow. "You're Mt Lady!" Then he started honest-to-goodness gushing.

She blinked in confusion. She... didn't get this kind of praise. Ever. The mainstream media usually just got ass shots for their papers and children usually blushed and averted their eyes, and she knew what teenagers were doing in their mothers' attics.

But this? A teenager, gushing about her power, her dedication, her 'amazing potential'?

It made her feel like a fraud and like she was falling in love in equal measure.

After a full two minutes of...this, and two minutes of blushing, she made up her mind.

She was gonna keep him.

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AN: Uh, whoops? at first, that last bit was just me being a sap, but then it took a U-turn. That came outta nowhere, as much for as it did for me as it did for you. Oopsie? Uhh...