It was a quiet Saturday afternoon at the Midoriya residence. Izuku was listening to Jerry Garcia and reading Battle Royale. It wasn't often the green-haired child had an easy, comfortable Saturday, especially since it being Summer vacation. He was surely going to take advantage. With his mother out shopping for the former superhero, All Might, he knew he had a solid few hours of peace and tranquility.
Or, so he thought.
The bang at the front door interrupted his concentration. He closed his book and walked to the front door. Before he could check the peephole, the knock grew louder.
"Hey, open up, Deku! I know you are in there." Izuku recognized the voice. For assurance, he checked the peephole to see who it was. "Deku! I know you are in there. Let's play!" He smiled as he saw the hyper Pussycat member Ryuko Tsuchikawa knocking at the door. She was wearing her civilian attire this afternoon, a plain white t-shirt and blue jean shorts. She kept her eye on the peephole. "Izuku, I can see you. Your mother knows I am already here. I want to dote on my Deku." The latter was met with a voice of a mother cuddling her child. Her hands were holding her face, flushing in the process. "Seriously. Deku. You are going to leave a pretty young gal in the cold, alone? There could be strangers and perverts around here."
Izuku clicked his tongue. If strangers and perverts were here, they would be asking for tips on how to become a better pervert from you. He unlocked the door, following that Ryuko rushed into Izuku, knocking him to the floor. She got on top of him, nuzzling her face with his. "Oh, Deku! Oh, Deku-kun. Ryuko misses you dearly."
"You were here just a couple of days ago."
"A day without my Deku is like a day without sunshine."
He rubbed the back of her head. She purred in the process. "Oh, I love it when Deku-kun rubs my hair. It makes me want to purr." She rolled her fist, nuzzling his face once more before getting up from him. The hyper blonde ran to the kitchen toward the refrigerator. Izuku didn't mind for it wasn't her first time the superhero visited his residence.
The blonde pussycat made her visits to the Midoriya residence whenever she wanted cool-off time from the other members, or she wanted to kill time before going to an event like going to the movies or participating in cosplay events. Lately, it has been more of the latter. Pixie-Bob was becoming a household name to the town and she didn't mind performing solo from time to time. Often, she would come over to the Izuku's home and showcased her outfits to Izuku and his mother. She knew through Inko, she would get an honest opinion. Izuku would blush and walk away or mention her age to distract her. It didn't matter that she was a thirty-something, she was still a kid at heart.
Ryuko or Auntie Ryuko, Izuku called her (she didn't like it when he called her Auntie. She would rather have him call her Big Sis, but she never mentioned it to him). She checked the refrigerator, pulling out a bottle of beer and a box of wine before closing the door. She checked the cabinets and pulled out a bag of potato chips. She returned to the living room and grabbed the remote. She crossed her legs and turned on the television. Once she found a suitable program, she leaned back to the couch and partook on her chips and alcohol.
Izuku stood there awkwardly. By now, he should get used to his Auntie Ryuko act like she ran the place. But in the end, it would be him who had to clean up after her. He didn't mind, in a way, he was glad that she visited. He didn't want to admit, but he enjoyed the doting and the teasing. Overall, her presence was just enough.
He inhaled her scent fragrance that lingered in the air. He watched her for a moment. She was scratching under her arms with one hand and drinking beer with the other. He stopped, not wanting to give Ryuko any thoughts.
"Hey Auntie, since you are comfortable on your end, I am going back to my room." Izuko bowed before her and turned around. "Holler if you need anything."
"Wait, Deku." Izuku turned as he saw Ryuko staring at him. Her face was flushed. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say more. "Come sit with your Auntie. It has been awhile, you know." She patted the seat next to her. "Plus, I did say I want to play with my Deku." She winked, patting the chair once more. "C'mon! Come to your auntie, Deku." Izuku blushed whenever she used her FLCL's Haruko voice. "Come on, Deku-kun."
Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat. She slowly walked to the couch where Ryuko was sitting. The moment the emerald-haired child made it to the couch, Ryuko grabbed him and wrestled him onto her lap. "There, you are now within my reach." She began purring and rubbing her cheek against his hair. Izuku was quiet. Words could never come up when he was the blonde pussycat's grab. "Deku smells so good. He is so sweet," she said as she buried her nose into his hair. "I wonder why nobody has taken you yet."
"I don't know," he said nervously. He felt her breast pressing onto his back. His eyes widened, trying not to display nervousness.
"Very unfortunate for them," she said as she pressed her lips to his hair. "Maybe fortunate for me. Girls wouldn't understand such things, but a woman, they can. If you want, I can attack you right now." She purred, grabbing her hands tightly around his waist.
"No, ma'am. My heart isn't ready," he said nervously.
"Oh, Deku. I love it when you are honest." She released her grip. Izuku got from her lap and sat beside her on the couch.
"Charmed." Izuku went quiet for a few seconds. He was still processing her smell and her touch. He was whispering a prayer to combat his budding erection. "So, what brings you here, Auntie?"
"I got a meet-up at a drink bar in Aoyama this evening. Since I have time on my hands and I was in the area, I called big sis to come by."
"Ok. So, where is your stuff? Your costume?"
"Aren't you the curious type, Deku." She pinched his cheek, making him blush. "Got everything at the place for me. Your Auntie Shino is already there prepping." She observed her nails for a bit. "Do you wanna come?"
"I am not so sure," he said. "I have a lot of homework to do."
She blew a raspberry. "Deku, you are a charmer. Your mother already told me that you are on Summer holiday, thus you will do it at the last minute. Also." She came closer, whispering in his ear. "I know you are going to read Battle Royale and listen to Jerry Garcia music."
"How did you know that I was doing it?"
"So, you admit that you were doing that?"
"Wait a minute. How did you...I didn't...you win this round, Auntie."
"Don't mention it, Deku-kun."
She drained the last of her beer before heading for the box wine. As she was pouring a cup, she turned to her Deku. "Listen, do you have movies we can watch for the time being?"
"You can check on our Hulu to see."
Ryuko stuck out her tongue while she was scanning the movie channels in search of a movie. Her eyes were wide as saucers when she saw a movie she wanted to see.
"What is that video," asked Izuku.
"The Breakfast Club," she said. "A classic."
"Never heard of it," said Izuku.
"It's a classic," cried Ryuko. "It's a film based on the 1980's. A group of kids spending their Saturday in detention."
"Tell me about it," replied Izuku.
"Despite having their detention, they managed to enjoy their Saturday," said Ryuko. "It's a great movie. Very timeless. Anybody from any generation should watch it."
"Glad you can recognize your age," replied Izuku giggling. It was met with a slap to the back of his head.
"Hey," she interjected. "You know I am eighteen at heart."
"Sorry, Auntie Ryuko. Sorry!"
She rubbed his head to relieve the pain. "Since we have time to kill until this evening."
"Wait a minute? I have to come with you?"
She puffed her cheeks, furrowing her eyes to the stunned Izuku.
"Okay, okay. I will be there with you, Auntie."
She released a smile. "As I was saying, since we have some time to kill before this evening, at least we can spend our Saturday about a group of kids spending their Saturday in detention."
Seeing that Izuku didn't have many options. Honestly, he didn't want to admit, but he was enjoying her company. "I wouldn't mind watching it with you."
"Great," she cried. "I get the movie ready. Meanwhile, I will go to the kitchen and make popcorn for us."
"Alright," said Izuku. Before he departed, Ryuko stopped him.
"What would be awesome if we were to do it like we were in the old days," said Ryuko while giggling. "Like when we were kids."
"What do you mean," asked Izuku.
"Sitting in our t-shirts and underwear while watching this," said Ryuko.
Izuku was already having reservations about this. He was met with worry whenever he took a glance at her skirt when they were in combat.
"C'mon, it will be fun," said Ryuko. She put her hands to her mouth, giving him a sly look. "What's the matter? Don't want me to see you in your tighty whiteys?"
Izuku blushed. "No!" He protested. "It is nothing like that!"
"Are you sure," she said teasingly.
"No," he replied.
"Alright, then. Then show me that you have no fear," said Ryuko.
Izuku was taken aback. He was, in a way, surprised. It was kind of exciting.
"Are you challenging me, Auntie," asked Izuku, while returning Ryuko a sly look.
"Do. You. Have. The. Guts," she asked Izuku.
"Bring it," said Izuku.
Izuku left the room and headed into his room. He went to his dresser and pulled out an old red t-shirt that he wore back when he was in elementary school. He was impressed that it still fitted. He gulped before he took off his pants. He placed them aside on his bed and headed back to the living room.
He walked back to the living room where he returned to the couch. When he turned, his mouth became agape. He couldn't believe what he saw. She was still wearing her t-shirt, but it was not low enough to cover her thighs. Even from where he was sitting, he could see her baby blue panties. His breath became shallow. He quickly tilted his head back to the screen.
She swayed her hips to the living room where she met him. She studied Izuku. She, too, was surprised on his morning outfit.
"So you did have the guts," asked Ryuko before winking at him.
Blushing, he responded. "Yeah, I told you."
"Good," she said before sitting next to him on the couch. She placed the bowl of popcorn on the living room table.
She pulled the remote from the table and pressed the play button. While the movie was playing, she grabbed a blanket next to the couch.
"I wanted us to get comfy while watching the movie," said Ryuko. "I didn't want us to get too cold."
"Sweet," responded Izuku. Although there was doubt in his tone. Izuku was grateful that she covered them with a blanket. He still tried to keep his distance.
One, he has never been this close to a woman. Two, he was now combating his erection.
It is just Auntie Ryuko. That is it. She is more of an aunt. That is it. We have fought crime together. She looks at me like a nephew. Yet again, her smell, her beauty. But, man, when did she become this enchanting without my paying attention?
To be continued….
