AN: Gracias por los comentarios en español! Ahh! ¡Lo siento mucho a haber olvidado responder, pero me alegra saber que otros pueden disfrutar esta historia y me alegro de que a todos les guste la manera en que escribo a Katsuki! Todo el mundo lo escribe tan enojado todo el tiempo, pero hay mucho más para su personaje. Katsuki es un tsundere picante total. LOL.

It makes happy to know that this story can be enjoyed regardless of language barrier! I always get a kick outta reading all your reviews so again, thank you for the continued support!

I was itching to update at least once this week since I'm currently busy typing like crazy to get a head start on the Kacchako Positivity Week event prompts (from Tumblr) that I'll be uploading starting Aug.19th! The event goes on from the 19th to Aug.25th – all my submissions will be complied into a single collection, so be on a look out for that! And also, be on the look out for a brand new one-shot idea. I'm hoping to be able to upload that one sometime later this week. Uhuhuhu, so much Kacchako goodness.

Okay enough of my ramblings… now onto this milestone! I honestly didn't think I'd get this very far with this fic but then again none of my story ideas are ever easy. Haha.

Happy reading~ :D

Izakaya Showdown

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Eijirou lazily flips through the channels on his t.v. while sipping on his kirin beer.

He knows he should go to bed but something isn't sitting right with him. It's the start of the typhoon season and right off the bat – there's a heavy rainstorm roughly hitting against the clear glass of his apartment's windows. Balcony slowly filling up into a mini pool but at least his flowering plants and herbs will be well fed.

That's not what's bothering him though.

What's bothering him is the fact that the last text his girlfriend had sent him was that she was out at a club avoiding the rain and hasn't responded since then. That was well over three hours ago with her very last text telling him how she's met a guy and potentially a girl that she was both flirting up for the night. He texts her back to be careful and have fun, never having an issue with her own personal kinks.

He was personally more of the one-on-one type of action, not really playing well with sharing with others. So, if Mina wanted to be with two or more people at once, it wasn't his place to judge her.

They've established an open relationship since their starting days in high school but lately it's been gnawing at him to settle down.

He's taken out of his thoughts when he hears someone rasping at his front door. Groaning, he gets up from his nice, warm, comfy spot on his red leather couch and goes to answer, not caring to check the peep-hole first. If someone had the intention to rob or hurt him – his hardening quirk would instantly activate before said perpetrator would get the chance to do any real damage.

Luckily no one was in the mood to mess with him, opening the door to find Mina shaking like a leaf right outside. Her short little black leopard patterned dress is clinging to her like a second skin, high heels tightly gripped in her right hand as her gold bangles rattle. She wipes at her smudged runny mascara with her left hand, plucking at her false eyelashes.

"Babe, what happened?" he deeply frowns, gently guiding her inside.

He locks his door as she throws her shoes in his genkan entrance. "I don't want to do this anymore, Ei!" she hoarsely cries out, facing him as she hugs herself, "I only…" her lips quiver, teeth chattering from her emotions and how cold she feels, "I only want you" she confesses with a conflicted face, "I don't want you to hate me" she looks down, avoiding eye contact.

Eijirou was used to picking up the broken pieces of her heart whenever a date didn't go as planned. Too many assholes and the nice ones still ended up screwing her over. Man or woman, it didn't matter – none of them knew how to handle the spitfire that was Mina. None of them were worthy of her love.

They've never talked about ending their open relationship. Each did whatever they wanted as long as they remembered that they were committed to each other. It wasn't an ideal type of relationship but it worked for them, still unsure of where they stood as a couple but when they were out with other people – they didn't have to dwell on those thoughts for long.

He walks over to her, rubbing her crossed arms to warm her up a bit, "why would I hate you?" he softly asks, "I've been yours since day one" he gently lifts her chin up so she'd look up to see how genuine he's being.

"I don't want to be selfish" she sniffles, "I don't want to force you into ending what we have now… but I…" she tries avoiding his eyes again, "tonight made me realize that I truly love you, Eijirou" she breaks down, threatening to fall as he swiftly catches her in his arms.

They both gently go down right by the entrance of his apartment. He's known this for ages, patiently waiting for her to come to him. He was never going to pressure her to love only him, knowing how big of a heart she has. She's his ultimate treasure and he wasn't going to cage her up like a songbird.

The vibrations coming from his chest confuse her as he begins to chuckle. "You're the only one for me, Mina. Truth be told, I haven't really gone out on dates since April"

She's taken by surprise – both always competing every week to see who was more popular. Eijirou could go out with anyone regardless of gender meanwhile she was a bit more picky, preferring guys to go out with. If his words are true then she's technically won their little game. Frowning, she tries to piece the information together in her head.

"But what about that girl you've been taking out?" he strains to hear her question.

He slightly pulls away to look at her at arm's length, "she's a senpai at the bistro, much older and much wiser than both of us combined," he finally tells her the truth, "I'd just keep her company and we'd talk" he rubs her arms once, "she told me that if we truly love each other then we'd sit down and talk things out"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I didn't want you to think that you needed to be with only me for my sake"

"You give me way too much space" she playfully scoffs, wiping at her irritated eyes.

"I've never wanted to be a controlling boyfriend" he softly laughs, shaking his head, "if you were happy then I was happy" he helps to lift them off the floor, "I'd wait an eternity for you, Mina" he gives her a heartwarming smile.

She lets the calmed black tears slide down her face, "I love you, you idiot"

"I love you, my alien queen" he leans down to kiss her, not caring that her cherry red lipstick gets smeared all over his mouth. "Now go clean your face, your makeup wipes are in the medicine cabinet and go take a nice hot bath before you get sick" he instructs, turning her shoulders in the direction of the hallway.

She quietly thanks him and goes to take care of herself.

An hour later, she's feeling better. Clean face and wearing Eijirou's oversized t-shirt and cotton shorts to sleep in. She finds him already under his covers in bed, struggling to keep his eyes opened as he grips onto his phone, furiously blinking in order to stay awake.

"You could've gone to sleep, silly" she crawls to her side of the bed.

Throwing his phone onto his night table, he yawns shaking his head, "I'm trying to be an attentive boyfriend"

She laughs, tucking herself comfortably to his side, "you've always been"

"So… are we," he yawns again, wrapping an arm around her, stubbornly fighting the sleep off once again but the soothing rumbling of the storm outside wasn't helping, "gonna address the elephant in the room?" he gently pries, wanting to understand what made her want to suddenly become exclusive.

Mina sighs for what felt like the hundredth time that night, "you do deserve to know" she says, going on to give him a refresher on her night. She explains how she was headed towards a love hotel with the guy and his date when she started getting red flags. As the trio entered the room, they begin to casually talk to ease the tension and that's when she realizes that they were trying to recruit her for hostess work.

Most pimps just grabbed women off the streets but this guy had somewhat class for trying to butter her up before trying to seduce her. He said that he likes to take potential new employees on a test run before hiring them. Mina likes having a fun time but not like this. She tells Eijirou that the guy and his whore were lucky that she hadn't fried off his balls with her acid quirk.

She aimlessly wandered around the tropical storm in her skimpy outfit for a good while. Thinking about herself, about Eijirou, thinking about what they're doing, and finally coming to the conclusion that she's just tired of the games. Of keeping score. Of the curiosity if she could fall in love with another. Of everything.

Maybe Ochako had it right all along. Monogamy was the way to go.

The only upside was that Mina has already found the love of her life. She was just too blind to see it.

"Shit, sorry" Eijirou shakes his head, "now you're stuck with me"

Mina knows he's secretly happy just as she is, "you're stuck with me too" she laughs, pulling the covers from under her to get inside them.

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"Shiiitt… Ocha…ko…" a deep groan escapes his gritted teeth, adam's apple bobbing as he dryly gulps.

Head lolling back as he hotly clutches onto the couch cushion to stop himself from putting his hands on her head to grip her silky chocolate brown tresses with his rough fingers. His self-control rapidly starts to crumble with the pleasure he's receiving.

Stopping himself from grinding, he tightly screws his eyes shut and focuses on the noises around him.

Katsuki nearly slices his finger when he's brought back to reality. It's been three days since Ochako went down on him and every waking moment, he's constantly being reminded. He mentally swats away at the burning coals within him, the embers swaying as they threaten to grow into full flames.

He's not gonna fall in love, dammit.

It's just been too long since someone has been a good lay, he tries to reason.

Chopping the rest of his chilis, he moves on to chop the veggies and prep the meat for his infamous super spicy, thousand-hell fires special curry. He takes out one large pot and sets aside a smaller pot for a batch of a less spicy version.

He's just being a nice, considerate friend because Ochako can't handle his level of spice. She's coming over after work, having bugged him about some 'exciting' news she has to share with him. Making more of an effort to talk to him, hang out, and not just come to him for sex. He appreciates it, not really minding either reason for her visits. It's not like he has anything better to do with his week off of work and all.

Thirty minutes later, he's done and just waiting for everything to cook when he hears someone knocking at his door. Already know that it's not Camie because she'd just bust in using her own spare key and it's right around the time that Ochako has being getting off work – he knows that it could only be her.

To his dismay, his clairvoyance must be temporarily out of order. He opens up to find his elderly neighbor that lives a few floors down. He's saved one of her seven cats at least once a week with them always finding their way up to the roof and disturbing the t.v. cable satellites.

"My sweet Bakugou-san, I saw the horrific news of what happened recently in Akihabara" the elderly woman shakes her head, sadden by the fact that the young man in front of her is always throwing himself into fires regardless of how many times he's politely told her that it's his sworn duty. "Please accept this takoyaki as thank you for always helping me out and our community" she humbly bows, shoving a covered tray in his hands and turns to walk away towards the elevators.

His elderly neighbor doesn't even allow him a moment to properly thank her as he's left standing in front of his opened door. It's in that moment that he peers out to see the person he was expecting all along making her way out the elevator.

Ochako bows and greets the elderly woman, keeping the elevator opened for her. She skips her way towards Bakugou in a giddy fashion. Based on what she's wearing (camouflage patterned high-waisted shorts and a short-sleeved pink gypsy crop top with white sneakers) he assumes that she went to go change at home before making her way to his place.

He tries to not undress her with his eyes, mentally battling with himself on his jumbled emotions. "Hi, Katsuki!" she energetically greets, feeling a hundred times better now that she's no longer foolishly trying to make herself like Shindou and trying to block out other reasons from her head.

She leans over, the savory scent wafting from the covered tray in his hands, "that smells amazing!" she tells him, watering at the mouth as a small moan escapes her parted lips.

Katsuki chomps on his inner cheek hard to stop his brain from wandering into fantasizing territory of him forgetting about dinner, about the reason why she's even there, and just take her on the back of his front door.

"Not so fast, Pink Cheeks" he struggles to keep his composure, kicking his door shut with one leg and walks towards his kitchen, "I didn't just bust my ass off to make my special curry for you to completely ignore it for takoyaki"

She nods, getting comfortable on a metal bar stool at his counter, "you're right, I'm sorry, I'm just that hungry" she rubs her semi-exposed stomach as he deeply inhales.

His eyes forcefully removed themselves from the view, turning to serve her a scoop of white rice and curry. "I know you're a big baby so I toned down the heat" he tells her right as he places the food in front of her with a silver spoon.

She warmly smiles at him, feeling touched by his thoughtful gesture, "you remember that about me?"

Katsuki rolls his eyes, letting a small scoff escape his lips, "we were stuck in the same class and dorms for three whole years, genius" he tells her while he serves his own plate – not about to further elaborate how he's never forgotten anything about her.

He doesn't want to read too much into the faint blush forming on her cheeks, wanting to play it off as the mild heat getting to her. "How is it?" he grunts, making his way around the kitchen's island counter to go sit next to her while mentally containing his frenzied anticipation at her critique.

She places one palm on her cheek as she leans into it, spoon still in her mouth as she moans again before taking the spoon out. "Your cooking has always been beyond amazing, Katsuki" she honestly compliments, "you really didn't need to feed me but it's really nice to eat real food for once" she nervously giggles.

Katsuki narrows his eyes at her, knowing that she's always been cheap when it came to her own nutrition. He really thought that she's grown out of it but he wasn't afraid to admit that his assumption was wrong. It pisses him off to see her not properly taking care of herself. "Come over more often, I'll cook for you" he surprises himself by speaking his inner thoughts out loud.

"Eh?" she tilts her head, confused, until it hits her like a rock, "EH?! What! No! I couldn't impose!" she begins to madly blush at the offer.

"Just think of it as my request from you. You complain that I rarely ask for anything from our agreement so consider this my request" he tries to reason, wanting to see her eat healthier than artificially made, microwaveable convenience store ramen. He's content in whatever way she wants to have him, which is the main reason he never really goes out of his way to request anything.

He watches her calm down from her mini freak out, "well… when you put it that way…" she's about to agree when she stops herself, feeling guilty for the first time in a long time since they first started their weird friendship, "I'll accept but on the days that you don't feel like cooking… feel free to request something you'd like for me to do for you" she twirls on the stool, turning to extend her hand out in his direction to shake on it.

Katsuki was secretly waiting for her to request the things that came to mind for him. Patiently waiting for her to get bolder with the bedroom kinks so this new set of rules didn't really affect him. He'd always want to cook for her while he waits, and waits, and waits to see what her true passionate desires request.

"Deal" he tells her, turning in his stool to shake her smaller hand that fits perfectly in his.

They eat in comfortable silence, Ochako munching on a plate of takoyaki once she finished her curry as she watched him down a second helping of his own curry. "How much spice did you put into that unnaturally red bowl?" she cringes at the sight of him unflinching while scooping spoonful's into his mouth, "the heat is starting to irritate my eyes" she blinks once, twice, showing him the tears forming from his strongly scented curry.

He simply chuckles, "nothing I can't handle, 'Cheeks" he says through a mouthful of rice mixed with hot curry.

She leans into his side, taking them both by surprise when she wipes away at a rice grain stuck on the corner of his soft lips with her padded thumb.

Katsuki tightly grips onto his spoon, feeling it nearly melt in his palm. "What…" he tries to concentrate on his question, "what did you wanna talk about that you couldn't just text me about?"

"Oh!" she hurriedly explains, "Mina and Eijirou have an announcement to make tomorrow night and they want us to go – in fact, they've invited all of our former high school class. Mina's uncle is letting her use his izakaya place and Eijirou said that he's covering for both food and drinks so we won't have to worry on paying"

"Knowing those two idiots, they're probably announcing their exclusivity or some shit" he takes an educated guess on what tomorrow's announcement could be as his heart thumps against his chest.

Sighing, he agrees to the plans. "I'll go but only because there's free food and booze"

"Will… you… uh… be inviting Camie?" she forces herself to ask, knowing that his silent observation on their friends' lives would more than likely be true. Ignoring that, she wants to know if he has any plans on inviting Camie along with them to ease her nagging mind. She knows that he and Camie are just friends but she's never had the courage to ask him personal questions about his past relationships. She only knows what she knows from Eijirou. She knows how he's kissed Camie years ago but that's all there is to say about their history.

"Fuck no" he rolls his eyes, "I never invite her if there's free anything" he tells her, "her ghetto ass is too much to handle sometimes and I'm not in the mood to babysit a grown ass woman"

Ochako lets out a held breath, feeling relieved. "So, it's just me and you going?"

He shrugs, playing it cool, "guess so"

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Ochako isn't wearing anything remotely sexy.

Preferring comfy, cute, and modest styles that occasionally show off a bit of skin.

But she can't ignore the way that Bakugou is blatantly staring at her as she walks ahead of him. She's wearing a solid pink t-shirt dress with a black belt with cubic zirconia diamonds decorating the buckle, ripped black leggings and black ankle boots. It was a balanced outfit for the humid weather and the chill that would sure enough be there once the night is over.

Katsuki was sporting a fully black outfit consisting of jeans, belt, boots – his black aji fry shirt with its white letters were the only thing giving a smidge of color to his clothes. He's walking with his hands in his pockets, carefully studying the young woman in front of him. He's fighting with himself to not stare at her curves and ass.

They round the corner, almost reaching their destination when he nearly bumps into Ochako. Her shorter self rests on his hard pectoral muscles. Before he can pretend to be annoyed and ask what's the hold up, his eyes follow hers to the police officer on parking meter duty.

"Oh, this is rich" he mumbles to himself, wishing he had his handy-dandy metal baseball bat here to knock some sense into the asshole a few meters away from there.

"Katsuki… please, don't do anything stupid" Ochako warns him, taking a step forwards to continue their walk towards the izakaya bar.

Shindou sees the pair walking, about to ignore them but seeing Bakugou at her side had rubbed him the wrong way. He clearly remembers the rude way that the blond had refused his kindness when he first introduced himself to class 1-A during the provisional exams.

"Good evening, Ochako!" he speaks up, causing the hairs in the back of Ochako's neck to rise.

She politely bows, "good evening, Yo…" she feels extremely awkward using his given name now. Not having talked to him since she realized that he was only using her. The last time she talked to him was when they had sex – blocking his number from her contacts because she no longer wanted anything to do with him right after that.

"I've uhh…" Shindou rubs the back of his neck, "been trying to get a hold of you but I figured you've been busy" he puts up the nice act, eyes locking onto Bakugou. "Oh, how rude of me! Long time, no see Bakugou-kun!"

Ochako braces herself for an outburst of sorts from the explosive blond. Watching as he makes his way towards Shindou and harshly taps on his chest. "Oi, fucker, drop the -kun. We're not fuckin' friends and never will be" he seethes, getting in the officer's face.

Shindou smiles brightly, briefly apologizing as he slings his arm around the blond's shoulder, "don't make me arrest you on the spot" he sinisterly whispers behind his flashy smile.

Bakugou could almost laugh, feeling his palms heat up, "leave Ochako the fuck alone and we won't have a problem, you discount ¥100 cop" he shrugs him off as Shindou laughs as if he was told the funniest joke in the entire world, "she wasn't even a good fuck" he whispers, squeezing Bakugou's shoulder before letting go.

"Katsuki…" he can hear Ochako's silent plead for him to remain civil.

He knows that Shindou is only trying to get under his skin, still bitter over the fact that he couldn't conquer Ochako. Katsuki badly wants to knock some teeth in, punch his face, melt his work tablet, and kick Shindou where the sun don't shine.

In that moment he thinks of her and not wanting to ruin their night out to hang out with friends by having her bust him out of jail.

"C'mon, Angel Face, we're late" he uses his rarest nickname for her, shoving past Shindou to intertwine his fingers with Ochako's to make it seem as if they were a real couple.

"Okay, have fun! Let's catch up sometime!" Shindou waves, eyes never leaving Ochako's.

Ochako shivers, now being able to tell the difference in his false sense of sincerity.

They lose sight of him, Katsuki never letting go of her hand as he feels her quiver. "I… I… I…" she begins to stutter, getting overwhelmed with emotions, "I haven't… I've been… been ig-ig-ignoring…" she can't form concise thoughts.

He takes her into a nearby alleyway, having her stop against a redbrick wall.

"He's been… been… stalk-st-sta-stalking m-m-me…" she tries to explain what's been going on. It's only been a couple of days since she completely erased Shindou from her life but it's been a living nightmare.

Ochako's made every excuse to have a reason to visit Bakugou during the week. Being too shy to go to Eijirou or Mina to be rescued because she thought that they needed a break from her drama.

"He s-scares me…" she gasps, chanting, "he scares me…" she begins to hyperventilate, abnormally breathing as the tears stream down her face, "I leave… work early… b-b-because I'm terrified" her chest heaves, body convulsing with every shudder, "I can't breathe! I can't breathe!" she gasps loudly, face hot, tears blurring her vision as she visibly panics.

Ochako knows that she looks weak and pathetic but she's never had to deal with something like this before. She knows that he's used to seeing her acting so sure of herself, bubbly, and always in a good mood. This was the second time that he's seen her utterly vulnerable and distressed.

Katsuki gently pushes her against the brick wall, one leg in-between her own wobbly ones. Cupping her face in his hands, he wipes away at her hot tears and keeps her blurry vision on him. He's better at showing his form of comfort through actions. Knowing it's a one-time deal protected by the fact that they have a physical agreement. His heart aches for more. Hot coals in his soul demanding a full blazing fire.

"Fuck it!" he yells, leaning down, tilting his head and crashing his lips against hers. He needs her to calm down as she gasps into his mouth, steadily moaning as his hungry lips mold against her own. She's not thinking when she wraps her arms around his neck, wanting him closer, pulling on his clothes to move closer as the kiss deepens.

One hand grips her waist as the other supports him on the wall.

"I won't…" he hotly peppers her jawline, "let anyone ever…" he breathes her in, a scent all Ochako, "hurt you" he vows, moving onto her throat to nip on her pulse point.

She moves her hands to run her fingers in his ash blond hair, gripping on his soft spikes as she moans. Her leg hiking up around his waist, knowing he carries condoms in his wallet as she feels his hands start to explore. "Katsuki… I want…" she gulps, momentarily indulging in the pleasure of having him so close, "you" she breathlessly begs, forgetting that they're in a public alleyway where anyone could see them.

He truly hates himself.

"We can't" he winces, feeling a tight constricting feeling forming below the belt, "those idiots are waiting for us" he reminds her, "we can leave early once they get plastered" he promises, wanting nothing more than to just ditch the party so he could have her in the most sinful of ways. Having no intention of drinking too much at the party.

She comes down from her high, thinking rationally as she adjusts her clothes.

"Thank you for that" she tells him, knowing that she got carried away when he was only trying to prevent her from passing out.

A small twinge pinches her in the pit of her stomach. Not fully knotting up like it tends to but hurting all the same. She's disappointed that they had to stop but for a single moment, she can relax knowing that he's by her side. Hopefully Shindou would get the message that she's moved on even if she and Katsuki aren't really a couple. Just friends.

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"Hey, guys! – whoa, okay!" Mina gets tugged towards the restroom right as Ochako and Katsuki enter the location.

Eijirou gives Katsuki a confused look as both men shrug and head towards the bar.

Inside the restroom, Ochako frantically bends over to check if the stalls are being used. When she sees that they're the only two currently in there, she relaxes. "I nearly jumped Bakugou in an alleyway" she squeaks out.

Mina doesn't bother to joke about the double meaning of 'getting jumped.' Far more eager to get straight to the nitty gritty of this new juicy gossip. "What are you still doing here? Go finish what you started!" she retains herself from pushing her friend out the door to get the man of her dreams.

She knows that they're both in denial of their true feelings.

"No, you don't understand!" Ochako starts pacing around the tiled restroom, "He was only trying to stop me from hyperventilating to the point of passing out… he kissed me and I got freakin' horny!" she drags her palms down her cheeks, "Maybe I'm coming down with something? Yeah! I must be sick" she balls her hand into a fist and hits her chest to cough, "or I could be delusional that he would do it… but I'm not an exhibitionist!" she internally battles with herself as Mina places a hand on her hip and patiently waits for her to stop mumbling to herself.

"You're starting to pick up on Izuku's bad habits," she jokes, "Ochako, it's okay to…" she hesitates, not wanting to say that it's okay for her to like Katsuki because then she'd only get a rejection confirming her suspecting denial of her friend's true feelings. "You're a fine piece of ass and he's hot…" Mina shrugs as if it's the easiest problem to solve, "It's only natural to be attracted to him and you two have that whole friends with benefits deal… so what's the problem?"

"I almost had sex in a public alleyway, that's the problem!" Ochako dramatically cries, feeling like she's become some sexually insatiable deviant or something.

Mina clicks her tongue and shakes her head, "oh my sweet little Ochako…" she closes her hands and opens them to gesture for her to come into her opened arms.

Ochako sluggishly makes her way towards her taller friend, placing her forehead against Mina's shoulder as she's rocked in her friend's arms. "If you want to be senselessly fucked by Katsuki then what better place than in a dark alleyway at night!" she whispers into Ochako's ear.

"MINA!" she screeches, nearly floating up from the vibrant red blush that nearly causes her to activate her quirk on herself as her arms flail around.

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At the bar, Katsuki orders an asahi beer while Eijirou orders his usual kirin lager.

"I nearly shoved my tongue down Round Face's throat before arriving here" he seriously says, staring down at his beer bottle.

Eijirou nearly chokes from his drink. "Dude…" he coughs, rendered speechless.

"Just, don't. Okay?" Katsuki frowns, "I'm not in the mood for your bullshit wisdom"

He watches the red-head struggle with himself, caught between keeping his word to not comment and wanting to call his best friend an idiot. Eijirou has known for years that Katsuki didn't have just a simple crush on the gravity defying girl. He's in love and still denying himself the pleasure of feeling the one missing emotion from his workaholic bachelor lifestyle.

"Oh look, it's one half of the newlywed couple" Katsuki speaks up, pointing his beer towards Denki who's making his way towards them.

"Hey, guys!" Denki greets, calling the bartender over to order a suntory malt.

Katsuki looks over to Eijirou with a raised brow, "does he sound chipper to you or am I having hearing problems?"

Eijirou smirks, getting up to wrap an arm around Denki's shoulder, "guess who finally got laid!" he pulls him down by the neck to rustle his blond hair, meshing the black of his lighting bolt streak in the process. "C'mon! Can't a guy still ride a high after a kick ass honeymoon?! Besides… I wasn't a virgin…" he groans, tapping on Eijirou's one arm pinning him down as he watched Eijirou take a long chug of beer with his other.

"Please tell me you haven't knocked Kyouka up yet" Katsuki turns to face the two idiots in front of him, silently begging that this wasn't why Denki was practically bouncing off the walls.

Denki gets freed from the playful chokehold, fixing his hair, "are you two still betting on me being the last of the squad to have a kid?"

Katsuki and Eijirou look at each other and nod at him, "hell yeah!"

"Oh, screw you guys both!" Denki rolls his eyes with a chuckle escaping his lips, "at least I was the first to get married" he sticks out his tongue at both of them.

They both lazily flip him off, never betting on who would get hitched first. Eijirou and Katsuki were the only two betting high stakes on Denki being the last to have a kid in their friend group. Meanwhile everyone else was betting on him to be the first to.

"Eijirou is a lover of too damn many so I'm surprised that you don't already have some unknown kid running around…" Denki points at the red-head with his beer, "and Katsuki can practically have any woman drop their panties for him so…" he turns to point at the other blond, "how the hell have you two not lost this stupid bet?!"

"We're just that good" they say in unison, clinking their glass beer bottles together while leaning against the bar's counter.

Denki gives up on them, knowing that those two have the strongest competitive streak in their group.

Eijirou and Mina were too wild and sporadic with dating each other and others to consider settling down to start a family just yet. Katsuki was too much of a bachelor practically married to his job to think of changing his lifestyle anytime soon. Hanta Sero, their missing member was the most private out of the bunch, always dodging questions about having a significant other that whenever he said he did – none of them ever believed him because they've never met anyone from him. Kyouka was their honorary member whom Denki is very much happily married to and very much in love with.

When he thinks deeply about his friend group, he starts to realize: they're all a mess.

"So, who's here?" Denki asks, feeling like he's been out of the loop while he's been away on his honeymoon.

"Everyone except for Hanta who had to fly out to Osaka last night for work and Mineta" Eijirou informs him.

"What's Mineta's excuse?" Denki curiously asks, not having heard of Minoru Mineta since they graduated years ago from U.A.

"Little grape bastard's too busy filming his next porno" Katsuki cringes, washing the thought away with a long drink of his nearly empty beer.

"Wait, hold up, Mineta works in that industry?" Denki feels like his mind's just been blown. Truth be told, none of them were really surprised but verbally hearing it was something else.

"Yeah, he boasts about it nonstop online that I had to block him" Eijirou shrugs, "yet the poor guy still can't land a girlfriend"

"Damn…" Denki exhales, taking a sip of his own beer.

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"Okay ladies, enough of the gossip!" Mina comes waltzing over their way to hand Eijirou a thick black booklet of songs. "Let's all karaoke! Battle of the sexes!" she announces, handing Katsuki a mic and giving Denki a hug and kiss on the cheek before handing him a mic.

"Fuck no! I ain't singing" Katsuki tells her, handing his mic to Ochako who was meekly following Mina behind like a lost chick.

"Oh okay, I wouldn't want to compete against me either" Mina taunts him, as he ignores the provocation to order another beer and side of yakitori.

"Sure, I'm down" Eijirou says, setting the book down on the bar counter, "but first, shouldn't we let everyone know why we've invited them here?"

"Oh, right! Thanks, babe" she tells him with a quick peck to his lips. Mina then walks over to a middle table and stands on top of it as she gains the rooms attention.

"Thank you all for coming out tonight! I know we haven't seen each other whether it's been days, months, years but it's so good to see you all!" Mina begins, crouching down to get her kirin beer from the table while Eijirou crowds her to make sure she doesn't fall. "You're all probably wondering why Ei and I have invited you here tonight…" she pauses, straightening up to take in the entire place.

Ochako silently sits down next to Katsuki as he digs into the skewers of grilled marinated chicken.

Mina takes a deep breath as she looks down at Eijirou who's holding onto her ankles to make sure she doesn't come flying down. "I know that most of you don't care about our complicated relationship so it's just nice to be reunited as adults," she braces herself, "Ei and I have decided to settle down. No more open relationship, we want to focus on us now and hopefully sometime in the future we can invite you all to our wedding and… who knows, maybe a baby shower down the line. That's all, okay, enjoy the night! We'll be starting karaoke soon!" she announces as she jumps into Eijirou's secure arms, fully kissing him as their closer friends cheered for the couple.

"Ha, see, I called it!" Katsuki leans in to whisper into Ochako's ear, "Pay up"

She grumbles, digging into her wristlet for money, handing him ¥1,700.

"You two were betting on their announcement?" Denki shakes his head, feeling sorry for the brunette. "This is why we can never play poker with Katsuki" he tells her with a chuckle.

Ochako giggles at the electric quirked man, telling him that there's no doubt that, that can't be any fun. Katsuki was too good in almost everything he does.

She jumps off the bar stool, "I'm going to go sing" she tells Katsuki, taking his discarded mic and heads towards the stage.

His eyes hotly trail over her figure, licking his lips.

"Dude, you've got it bad" even Denki can see the attraction between the two friends.

"Shut it" Katsuki warns, taking a swig of his second beer.

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Ochako moaned as her back hit the cool of the sleek modern designed wall of the outside of his apartment.

"Ka… Kat… suki…" she arched her back, chest touching his closer as her hands roamed through his spiky hair.

Katsuki held her tightly against the hallway's wall as he marked her entire neck and chest with hickeys.

Maybe it was the five beers, three shots of vodka, and sip of red wine he had at the party that's keeping him pleasantly buzzed and in-need of her touch wanting to pick up from where they left off in the alleyway.

He had a promise to keep.

"B-bed-d-room-m?" Ochako panted as her wrapped legs squeezed him tighter while he struggles to get his keys out of his pocket to fully enter his place.

Katsuki groaned, barely managing to confirm right as he found his keys and battled with his jingling keys to insert the right one into the keyhole.

Quickly finding the right key, he twists his door open and lifted her up from slipping, stumbling with Ochako feverishly attacking his lips. He nearly loses his balance from stepping over the genkan of the entryway, unable to properly take his shoes off in the designated location.

They started to lose articles of clothing as he managed to guide their joint bodies down the hallway to his bedroom while knocking over a couple of things in the process.

A room with two doors, one leading to a large bathroom to the far left and the other leading to a walk-in closet to the far right, in the center, there's a wide drawer and on top a t.v. mounted on the wall with a spacious bed covered in black silk covers, a few personal items decorating the surrounding walls, large windows with sheer curtains brought in light to the dark room. The opened curtains of his windows were overlooking his neighborhood of Asakusa and in the distance, a lit-up Tokyo Tower could be seen.

Katsuki fell first on to the cloud-like bed with Ochako right on top of him. Maybe it was the five jello-shots, two glasses of red wine and the one jägerbomb Mina had dared her to down that caused herself to wind down, let loose, and give into her inner most desires but most of all, she feels safe in his arms.

Ochako wholeheartedly giggled uncontrollably to the point she tried to cover both hands to her mouth to make her stop. She was stripped down to her cutely pink and black polka dotted bra (that has a tiny pink bow in the middle) and black ripped leggings desperately clinging onto her hips as he tugged and pulled on them, knowing they wouldn't come off until he puts all his efforts in his buzzed state to get her ankle boots off first.

Katsuki shows her a rare genuine smile, smiling up at her. Adoring her adorable laughter and clumsiness as he caressed her cheek with his right hand. He was stripped down to nothing but his unbuttoned jeans with his crimson boxer briefs peeking out and white socks.

She deeply blushed at the gesture as Ochako realized she was straddling her former high school classmate. It's a position that they've been in before but in her buzz, she's feeling embarrassed and extra shy about sleeping with him because they're in the mood and not because it's directly a request as per their agreement.

Ochako wasn't allowed to think more about it as Katsuki brought her head down to meet his and smacked their lips together in open-mouthed kisses. "Shit, you're beautiful" he tells her through breathless trailing kisses, claiming her as his, if only for a moment. The hunger and boldness that was fueled by their alcohol intake sparked once again. All traces of worry and doubt that lingered in her head now vanishing from sight.

He makes her feel loved and wanted; treasured, if only for a moment of lustful need.

Silently the coals burning as small embers begin to engulf themselves into wispy flames within him.

Her own knotted feelings in the pit of her stomach start to unwind, finding their place, slowly starting to make more sense within her.

Ochako was left gasping and moaning the entire night.

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Done! To be continued.

Uhuhuhu. Everyone but Katsuki and Ochako can see what's happening here.

Mina is a wild card, it's always fun getting to write her.

This is the last of Shindou appearing, didn't want to make him super ooc.

More fluff is looming on the horizon!

Next Time: The Wedding Pt. II

Until next time!

You know the drill! Please R&R – it's greatly appreciated and I always get a kick out of reading your reviews/feedback. And again, please don't be afraid to – I can fluently read Spanish and partial French! Thankies~ :D