Chapter Eleven: Be Better Than You Were Yesterday
Momo didn't know how to take the conversation her father and Izuku had this morning, she wasn't expecting something like this to have happened. But it wasn't like he was going away forever either. It was just six months of training. She had to wonder if he was going to be able to come back, or could she go visit him? She started getting worried and nervous from her own thoughts. There was a possibility that she wouldn't even be able to call or talk to him.
Right now, he was here with her and she only had a few days to spend with him until Friday came. Would their love change with how apart they will be? She didn't want to even think about it right now. She wanted to give him everything she could now so he wouldn't forget that she loved him.
She was with her mother who was walking beside her while Izuku was a few paces behind, just enough to be out of ear shot with a soft conversation. She looked to her mother who was just looking forward. She tugged on her sleeve to point to a store, "My we please go in there, mother?"
"Of course, Momo." She turned to politely gesture Izuku to follow them over. The store was a typical clothing boutique. Large enough for her to hide away with her mother in a changing room without Izuku being able to overhear. She Already saw a few outfits she wanted to try on so it was going to be easy to hide away.
"Izuku I'll be right back; do you mind waiting a bit?" She was fidgeting a bit as she was calming all the emotions, she had right now swelling with in her.
"Sure, take your time!" He smiled back at her as looked around for a seat to wait in.
She darted off as her mother followed behind her. She had to get some things off her chest, this was just too much to go through at the moment. She had to let it out, but she didn't want to throw it all at Izuku, she needed her mother to act as a filter to help her sort through some of these emotions she was feeling. And right now, it felt like the world was doing its best to push them apart.
"Little one, is something bothering you?" her mother took a seat in the corner of the large changing room. Momo placed the clothes on the hanger and just stared at them as she started to straighten them out of habit. She didn't know where to begin, but she wanted a comforting talk with her mother.
"Mother … I don't know what to do. It feels like it's an uphill battle. I already had to sit with him while he got some closure on his ex-girlfriend to now having to face not seeing him for six months." Her eyes started to water no matter how hard she tried to not have it happen. "Why does the world have to so cruel? Why does fate have to give him the worst of paths?"
"Momo … dear …" She got up to cradle her daughter in a soft motherly embrace. "I guess you are way more connected to the young man than we thought. Tell me little one, do you think you have found your soul-mate?" Anjera had to ask, although her motherly instincts already knew what her daughter was going to say.
Her mother's words pierced through her thoughts like a hot knife through butter. She knew she loved him, she knew she was in love with Izuku, but soul-mate? Is this why it hurts so much when he is not around? She didn't know why she already had the answer. "Y-Yes, Izuku … he is … I mean …" She was stuttering and stumbling on her words. "I love him so much that I can sense how he feels, I can't explain it…" Her voice started to get softer. She was trying to put her thoughts together, but she also could quite explain it either.
"Well I would say that is a resounding yes." She started to rub her back a bit, giving her daughter some comfort.
Her tears started to flow despite her best efforts to quell them. Her mother was right, she felt like her very soul was connecting to him a little bit more each day. "It hurts just knowing that I won't be able to see him for a long time…" She didn't know what else to say. She knew she wouldn't be able to survive without him here with her. Her mind, her soul, and her body wanted him for everything he was. However, she also didn't want to stop his journey, it was his choice to make. If they wanted to be heroes than they would have to make tough choices at some point, it was only logical to think so. But why did this crossroad have to happen now?
She tried her best to stifle the cries coming from her, but being held by her mother was making her let it all out. It was too much to contain within her. Her mother spoke again helping her to break out of her trance. "Momo … did you already make love to him?" Her mother knew the answer, it was like she asking the question to help her focus her mind in the storm that it was in.
She was looking into her mother's eyes and couldn't speak anymore. The face she saw was not one of disappointment but of understanding. She bit her lip, she wanted to say something so badly but couldn't. All she could do was nodded a yes in response to her words. But for some reason she was able to stop the tears, more dread, more fear, more worry kept pouring out of her. It was all the emotions she had pushed aside coming to the surface through a value her mother had opened.
"Did you think we would be upset with?" Anjera looked at her daughter, she was becoming a young woman before her eyes. She knew this day would come when she found someone share her soul with. She wasn't going to be disappointed or ashamed of her daughter, she wanted to help ground her and let her enjoy this experiences life can offer. And what she was experiencing with that young man was a wonderous thing for her, she couldn't take that away from her daughter even if she wanted to. "I know it will be painful now but everything will work out in the end."
"How can you say that?" She was wiping her tears away and trying to recompose herself. "Is it selfish to want him to not go? What do I do mother? I'm so … torn …" She never felt so conflicted, this was on a whole other level for her.
"You have to have faith, have faith in him and have faith in that everything will be okay. That's all you can do. So, cherish everyone moment you have with him like it will be the last." Her mother's words finally calmed her, they managed to clear out the storm that was swirling with in her. It was clear to her now, her tears finally ebbed and she cleared her face a bit. Her eyes didn't feel heavy anymore.
"Thank you, mother. I love you, mother." She hugged her mother with all the gratitude she could muster and show. She didn't know what was going to happen so she just had to have faith in everything and enjoy what they had right now.
[ A ]
Yang used his power to portal over to an island city in the Pacific Ocean. With his unique power set he was able to avoid detection and slip past all the security measures. He went on this mission by himself, he always preferred to work alone. Having others around always complicated things and distracted from the goal of the mission. The day of reckoning is coming closer; however, he did not know what the end goal of Father's plan was other than they needed a divine tool called the Asttso Banalin, God's Key.
It was a strange to think they would be trying to find a mythical item, and even stranger that this woman was supposed to make it. Every meeting in the Brotherhood lead to the same question, how was this teenage girl supposed to make this item? Not much detail was given about it although he was sure Father had someone with in depth knowledge of how to make it and what to do with it.
What Father planned didn't concern him though, having nihilistic attitude to everything helped to distance himself from unneeded topics. His only reason is focus on what the end goal was. He used his portal to bring the embodiment of lust over. "You are aware of what to look for?"
"Yeah, yeah … I'm aware." He started up his quirk making copies of himself. The plan was now starting to swing fully into motion. Mineta slipped on his mask and black hoodie. "I guess it's time to begin, I wonder how you will handle this Midoriya?" He spoke out loud to himself.
[ A ]
It was the evening now, and Momo and Izuku were back at the dorms. He had to pack his training clothes and costume for the six months of training. While he was determined to get better and use his quirks better, however, he was feeling a bit beside himself at the realization of not being able to see Momo for six months. They finally connect, they finally get to be together and the world throws another stone in their way.
A since of dread took over as he reached his room, slowly opening the door. The room was dark just like the places his mind was sending him to. He sat on his bed running his hands threw his hair. He couldn't help but to chuckle at himself, he couldn't believe the situation he was in. The most beautiful dream girl in class decided to confess after he ends it with a woman who tossed him aside, then he figures out he really did feel the same just as much she felt for him, and they finally get a break from everything and fan the flames of their relationship and the world is ready to tear them apart.
His mind kept circling back to that dark thoughts of what if she finds someone else, some other guy in the six months they are apart. Could he really blame her? He shook his head vigorously in an attempt to shake that image out of his head. Momo wasn't that type of woman, but still it felt unnerving thinking about her with another guy. Then his mind did it again, flashing an image of her sleeping with one their classmates. He shook his head again and fell onto his bed with a sigh that let out all of his frustration. "Why does it have to be so complicated?" He didn't realize he spoke that out loud.
"Why does what have to be so complicated?" It was Momo's voice very softly filling the air. He didn't realize he must have left his door open. He looked over to her and could see she was worried about him leaving as well.
"It's just …" He watched her enter in and close the door behind her. He could watch her all day, every movement is so graceful. As she turned back to him, he could see she was waiting for his answer. "I feel like something is trying to pull you away from me." He laid his head back down on the bed to stare at the ceiling. "I don't know how I'm going to survive this Momo, but I need to do it. I want to keep getting better, if not for me then at least for you."
He felt a weight press onto the mattress beside him as she sat next him. She was looking forward like she was lost in thought as well. She must have a lot on her mind as well. "Izuku, I feel the same way. I don't know how I'm going to survive these next six months either, but…" She looked over to him with a beautiful smile. "I will be here waiting for you." She rested her hand on his arm to rub it softly as if she trying to comfort him, but it felt like she was doing it more for herself.
"I guess that makes me feel a little better that you will suffer with me …" He chuckled a bit at how silly he was thinking recently. He moved to sit up and wrap himself around her. He just closed his eyes and took in the feeling of having her so close to him. Her scent was comforting, her body was a gently warmth that could calm him on the hardest of days, and deep down he wished this moment could last forever.
"Oh, so you like the idea of me suffering huh?" She giggled as she teased him a bit.
"W-What … no … that's not what I mean … Awe man …" He muttered out. He still wondered how she was able to pull his stutter out of him at any given moment. She was something else, and she always managed to put him at ease with her antics. "Well I guess I should get started on packing everything …" He tried to change the topic to help get their minds off it a bit.
She looked like his words turned her a little sad, but she still had a smile on her face. He couldn't help it suddenly, he just had the urge to rub his cheek against hers. He hummed into the motion causing her skin to form goosebumps as he felt her stiffen and fidget a bit in his embrace. "Izuku … you still owe me dinner …" She whispered out as she leaned into his embrace.
"I owe you more than that Momo," He whispered back. He had an idea for a while and maybe tomorrow might be a good time do it before his has to leave. "Momo, how about we send the whole day start to finish, you know kind of have a real date …" He kind of sprung it on her, she had so much more responsibilities in her life than he did, but he hoped she would be able too.
As soon as he finished those words, he could see the aura around her quickly turn into its usual bubbly and bouncy self. She quickly jumped up to her feet and turned to face him. She clapped her hands together in front of her. "Really! Yes, I would love to! There's so much we can do!" He could tell her mind was racing a mile a minute. He got up with her and put his hands over hers, he just stared down at the joined hands marveling at how soft her hands always felt in his callous hands.
He looked into her eyes, and her dark onyx eyes were shining like a star in the night. He watched as her nose and cheeks scrunched up as she fully smiles, and all he could do was smile back just a goofy as she was. "Momo, let me get a workout in and then you can pick where ever you want for diner, sound good?"
"Sure Izuku, I wanted to talk to Jiro tonight before she leaves," She quickly kissed his cheek before pulling away, "Just let me know when you done." She quickly walked out of the room leaving him to his thoughts. He just took a deep breath in and looked around his room seeing how much packing he had to do, but his workout was needed too. And he shouldn't slack off in that area, he already felt like he was falling behind. He had to start catching up.
[ A ]
Momo was walking down the hallway on the girl's side of the dorm, she was heading back to her room but on the way, she passed Kyoka's room. She stopped out of habit, wondering if her friend was there or not. As she looked at the door, she was remembering all the talks they had over the years. Every time she had to speak what was on her heart, all the long talks about talking to Izuku. She could pull the memories out like they just happened.
{Flashback}
It was a few weeks after the incident with the training camp and everyone was more or less settled into the dorms. Momo wasn't realizing it but she was walking around with a bit of a fidget in her step. She was fine on the girl's side of the dorm but as soon as she entered the common area, she felt a little bit anxiety. She didn't know where it was coming from.
It was just another mindless Saturday morning as she walked to the kitchen area to make herself some tea. She wasn't feeling much like eating a proper breakfast yet. It was still very early in the morning, most of her classmates weren't even up yet, that is with the exception of one student. It was becoming a routine to be in the common area to catch a glimpse of this student walking in. Is that why she was feeling a little anxious right now?
And like clockwork the front doors opened to reveal a familiar green-haired teen walking into the dorm. He just completed his normal workout routine. A towel was draped over his head and he didn't have a shirt on. It was still summer and the heat was in full effect even at 7am in the morning. He didn't seem to notice her just yet, he was too busy drying the sweat off himself. He looked like he was getting a bigger, not only his muscles but he looked a bit taller. When did that happen? He was always a good amount shorter than her, but now it was looking like he was getting closer to her eye level.
She saw the many scars on his arm and the few running across his torso. They must be from fighting the villains at the training camp. He always seemed to have a knack for getting into trouble but at the same time he always leaped into the fray to help someone without thinking of the consequences to himself. It was a very endearing quality he had. But why did that also worry her?
Her eyes were fixed on him, unwavering in their gaze on him. She felt her anxiety calm but at the same time increase. She didn't know how this was possible. Ever since the class moved into the dorms, she found out about his workout routine. It was too crowded at night to watch the young man come back in at night, also she didn't want other to notice her staring him down so the early morning was perfect. She always rationalized it by telling herself that she needed more time to study.
Yes, she needed to study to properly utilize her quirk, but deep down she knew the real reason for rising early every day. She couldn't believe the discipline he had as well, though she should have known since he was also a top student in their class. She always admired his intelligence, he never wavered in his studies nor in being a model student. He was more heroic than most pros always stepping in when he could help.
Of course, all the girl-talk nights most of them saw him as rather plain in comparison to the other guys in their year. But to her she never really noticed it. She always saw that messy head of dark green hair as a calming color, his eyes were a stunning green almost emerald, and his height wasn't really an issue for her since she was already taller than most in her class. She was brought out of her thoughts by the tea kettle sound letting her know that it was ready, but it also brought attention to her from Midoriya. Suddenly she couldn't move or do anything.
"Y-Yaoyorozu! S-Sorry I … Uh … didn't see you there …" He was stuttering from not knowing she was there but also because he realized he was shirtless in front of her. She was no better though.
"N-no … my apologies. I-I should have said good morning to you first." She could feel the heat coming to her cheeks as she was trying hard to look away. Both of them must have looked like complete fools waving their hands vigorously in the air.
After a few minutes they both seemed to calm down enough she noticed he took a seat across from her on the couch. He looked exhausted from his workout, what did he do? Was it really that intense? She shook her head, she wasn't being a good class vice rep or fellow classmate. She should be offering him some tea or something. "M-Midoriya, would like some tea? I just boiled some water …" Her voice was starting to fail her for some reason, it was getting weaker as she was finishing her last words.
"S-Sure … I have some packets of green tea in the top cabinet …" Why does everything have to green with him? She finally let a smile cross her lips.
"O-Oh okay, I would be glad to …" She turned to grab what he requested but also to grab her favorite tea out of the cabinet. Her hands were shaking a bit as she poured out hot water and made their tea. She took in a breath to help calm her nerves a bit, it was getting a little frustrating how she was behaving but at the same time she couldn't control the fluttery feeling she had in her body at the moment.
Once she was done, she turned around to bring the cups to sitting area and sit opposite of him that's when she got a much better view of him. He was leaning back in his seat; his head was tilted back a bit as he kept his eyes closed. His hair was still a bit damp still from working out, it was just laying haphazardly over his face. She looked down his jaw line to notice it was not as round as it was since the first day of class, it was becoming more defined now. Looking at his hands too, they seem to be bigger almost like he still had a long way to go in growing.
Luckily, he opened his eyes a bit and it was a perfect time for her to hand over his tea. She just placed on the table in front of him, but she was given another awkward moment. As soon as she placed the cup down, he reached for it and managed to ever so slightly touch her hand as she was moving it back. She stiffened at the contact and saw that he did the same. It felt like she was spinning for a second there, did their hands just touch?
"S-s-sorry Yaoyorozu … I didn't mean to …" He looked away from her trying to hid the redness that was starting to fill his face. She sat down fully still feeling a bit flustered but took a few sips of her tea to help calm her senses a bit. She heard him let out a sigh, she could have sworn that she could physically see the sigh as well, but she looked over to see he was a bit more composed now taking a few sips himself.
She decided now was the time to maybe break the rules this one time. She lifted her shirt a bit to show her stomach and start to make a shirt for him. It was coming out to have a "Plus Ultra" logo on it but in the colors of her own hero costume. The shirt itself was red and the lettering was white and hidden in th logo was her hero name. Why did she suddenly want to do this for him? She couldn't consciously have an known the answer but deep down she already knew the answer to it.
The next few hours they spent talking about all sort of topics from politics to hero work to even talking about quirk analyzation. The way his eyes shined when talking about topics he was interested in and held close to his heart. She wanted to talk to him all day, she felt like it was just the two of them. He was to adorable when he started to ramble on about a topic. They talked for so long they both had a few more cups getting them fully awake for the day.
He got up suddenly and gave her a good bye. He wanted to start studying and go clean up a bit. His face turned even redder as he thanked her for the shirt while stating it wasn't necessary for her to do that, but that he appreciated it. She quickly darted off to Jiro's room. She needed to talk to her all of a sudden. She was practically running to her friend's door, barely giving it a knock to see if she was even in her room.
"Yaomomo … what is it?" She answered with a questioning stare toward her.
"Kyoka, can we just … I just need to talk about something …" She couldn't control the nervous fidgeting she was doing as she waited for her friend to give an answer. She just heard a sigh and she smirked and let her in.
"Come on Yaomomo, I think I know what you want to talk about …"
{Present}
She remembered that day very fondly, and she silently thanked Jiro for all the support she had given her over the years. But now she was going to be the listener on her friend for a bit. She knocked and waited for the door to open revealing her friend. "Hey Kyoka! How was your date the other day?"
[ A ]
The cooling evening air was feeling really good today, it had almost a calming effect as Izuku started his run. Each step seemed to help bring clarity to his mind as he kept a regular pace in his run. All the questions he had seemed to start to melt away. Though there were still some things he had to resolve before he left for his training.
Suddenly he felt someone next to him rush up to his side, looking over it was Iida. His classmate was matching his speed. "Good Evening Midoriya … do you mind if I run with you?" Iida looked like he has already been at it for a while now.
"Oh, hey Iida," He paused a bit when a few thoughts came to mind. Though they were on better terms still they had a few things to work out if they were going to be friends like they were before. "Don't take this the wrong way, but why wasn't you were in the area of my house?"
"Well, I have been just pacing about all day. I wanted to apologize to you or at least do something to help mend our friendship." He looked forward as he continued, "I guess I just subconsciously made my way there."
"I see …" Izuku took in a swallow before continuing, "Well, I accept your apology Iida, and I am grateful you were there to help Momo…" He still couldn't shake that feeling still. He shook his head to try and get the image out of his head.
"Well, it's what a classmate does. We look out for each other." They both stopped as those words hung in the air. It was an awkward silence between them. What did him mean by that? He wasn't thinking like that when he slept with his former girlfriend. So why did he say those words?
They were still on the U.A. Campus, in the area where there is a lot of woods and fields. "Iida, how about a quick spar?" He looked over to the class rep with a more serious look on his face. Right now, the only thing they really could do is trade blows and let their fists work out their issues.
"You know what, you're on Midoriya." He jumped back a little bit to take a readied stance. "So, quirks or no quirks?"
"Of course, quirks, it wouldn't make this any interesting." This was a fight that was bound to happen, just this time there will be a bit less anger. Izuku took his trademark stance and readied himself. He looked at Iida and realized they were close to the same height now, though Iida might still be a bit taller than him. In addition, he had a bigger build than he did so he couldn't take too many blows, he had more weight to his attacks. But all that didn't matter as he just wanted to express himself through his fists and let everything out.
He lounged forward while activating Full Cowling leading with a swiping kick but Iida countered by jumping to the side and used his speed to get behind him. He caught out of the corner of his eye Iida was preparing for a more powerful kick from behind. He had no choice but to block with one of his wings. It was a powerful kick, he felt the bone in the wing crack under the force of the impact.
Iida watched as his broken wing mended itself quickly, "Wow, so you really did have multiple quirks. I wasn't sure since I saw in the news what you did in that last villain attack." Iida truly was admiring his classmate, Midoriya was in another league than he was. He was going to have go all out to even have a fighting chance in this match. "COME ON MIDORIYA!" He jetted forward but instead of his usual kick he leading with his fist. Connecting with a strong force, knocking Midoriya back several feet.
Midoriya only wiped his chin a bit, his quirk quickly covering up the bruise. But he had his trademark smile plastered on his face. "Let's go Iida." He charged up Full Cowling and flapped his wings hard sending a gush of wind pushing the air out from around them. In an instant he was in front of Iida connecting with a powerful punch landing on his lower jaw knocking the blue-haired teen back several feet.
Iida turned it into the next gear, "Recipro Extend!" He activated his quirk and ran in a fast circle around Midoriya. The wind from the motion was starting to gather around them like a cyclone. Every was getting sucked into the center along with him. He had to knock away the debris being blown inwards. Iida jumped up in the air with the immense speed he had to begin the next attack. "Recipro Extend! Full Force Tornado!" Spinning like centrifuge causing the wind to quicken in the area.
This cyclone landed on top of Midoriya with a force of a hurricane. The air was being sucked out of his lungs, if this kept up, he was going to black out. He first tried to activate black whip but Iida was out of range and he couldn't move from the pressure of the cyclone. "Damn, I guess I will have to try it…" He pushed his hands out activating his magnetic quirk pushing out an electromagnetic field forcing the winds to change and weaken the cyclone to next to nothing. He then placed his hands down on the ground to slowly pull all the metallic elements out of the ground and form a solid beam of metal. He didn't think it would be that easy for him. He launched it forward to try and catch Iida. But once the solid surface got close enough Iida was able to dodge right away.
Iida landed in front of him slamming a strong kick into the field but Iida couldn't force his way through and jumped back to get some space between them. However, Midoriya wasn't about to let him have time to think, He morphed the beam into a wide net hoping this time catch Iida only to be foiled again with his classmate's speed and agility. He dropped the metal to the ground, he was at the limit of the quirk. The field also dispersed quickly, "Damn, but not bad for a first time really using it …" Midoriya spoke out loud to himself.
"I guess you have your limits too …" Iida was still pacing around him prepping for the next attack. Izuku had to do something, but that only left his black whip quirk at the moment. He launched forward in the direction of Iida sending the black tendrils out in all directions hoping to slow Iida's movements and block from a blindsided attack. But Iida was too fast and jolted into close quarters. Midoriya activated Full Cowling at 10% and entered into a round house kick.
Both of them landed their blows causing a loud shockwave to resonate in the air and the ground. Both teens fell to the ground after the collision of blows. Each landed a hard blow on each other's face, Iida sported a large bruise while Izuku did the same. Sitting up and looking at each other both could only laugh out loud at their situation.
"Man, Tenya when did you get so strong?" He didn't realize it but he used his classmate's first name. He guessed that's all they really needed was to just duke it out for a bit and let what they couldn't speak come out in sparing session. He still sported his classic Midoriya grin despite the loss of stamina. He could barely lift himself up into a seated position.
Iida was still feeling the effects of the last blow but still managed to get to his feet. He was a little taken back by the use of his first name, but it felt a little good to feel like he had his best friend back. "Well, I couldn't let you leave me behind in the dust. Besides, you seem to get better and better each day. This only proved I have a long way to go before getting to your level." He offered a hand down to Izuku. "You feel better Midoriya?"
"Yeah, I guess I do. Sorry I used up too much stamina …" He was going to have to get a lot better, this was only a few minutes. His eyes were starting to give a tired look. With the workout and this he was pretty zapped for energy. His breathing was becoming a bit more labored and his wings were sagging heavily. He was out of shape, his body needed to get stronger to handle all the quirks he held inside him.
"Here, let me carry you back." Iida picked his friend up and was careful to mind the wings. When folded they weren't too bad to deal with, plus if he used his quirk, he could get them back to the dorms quickly enough. "Guess you have a big downside to having so many quirks huh?"
"Yeah, and I haven't been training them. My body uses up a lot of its stamina pretty quickly if I'm not careful." Izuku's voice was becoming softer.
"You shouldn't worry about, I'm sure you will get better quickly. After all, your determination and perseverance are that of legends. You are already far beyond our class, so don't doubt yourself." He started a slow jog back to the dorms and Midoriya managed to pull his wings back into his body. Iida made a promise to himself this day, he wasn't going to break his friend anymore. Instead he was going to help be a pillar and push his friend forward from behind. He was going to be a hero and his path starts with his friends.
[ A ]
"Okay, Yaomomo. Enough of me, how are you and Midoriya? Is everything okay after that tape getting out? I don't see it anywhere anymore so I guess your parents managed to resolve it." Jiro still a few questions for her, and it was only fair since she got to listen on her date with Kaminari.
"Yes, they stopped it. My father has a pretty good legal team. Izuku, took it better than I expected but yesterday we ran into the guy that filmed it. And he had a look on his face I have never seen him have before …" She could see the anger in his face, Izuku was hovering on the border that day between losing or holding onto his humanity.
"Well, I wasn't there so I will have to take your word for it. But he didn't do anything right?" Jiro calmly spoke to her.
"It took a minute, but he came back." She tried to shake the feeling she had about reliving that moment. "Luckily Iida was there to help or else I don't think I would be here right now." She was very grateful for Iida to have managed to be there at the right time. That look Mineta had in his eyes and the conviction in his voice was proof that he was going to violate her to his heart's content once he had the opportunity. Should she say anything that the attacker was Mineta to Kyoka? Maybe she should wait a bit. No, her Best friend deserves to know.
"Kyoka, it was Mineta who attacked us yesterday …" She didn't get a chance to finish and she could see the anger swelling in her friend. Jiro looked like she was going to explode. "Kyoka …"
"WHAT! That perverted bastard actually attacked you! What the hell!" Jiro was clenching her fists tightly. It was well known that she didn't like purple-haired classmate but this sent her to another level. She no longer disliked the teen but out right hated him now. "Yaomomo, did he touch you?" Momo was a bit afraid to answer that question but her face told Jiro everything. She couldn't hide anything from her. "He did touch you, didn't he?" Jiro had a full-on scowl on her face now.
"Kyoka … I-I …" She was starting to stutter on her words, "He did briefly, and Kyoka I emphasize briefly as Izuku kind of …" She was worried Jiro would bust at the moment. "He gave Mineta a good hit and then that's when I saw …" She looked away at that point with a bit of a weird face plastered on her. Jiro took it as a sign to take control of the conversation.
"Well, Midoriya gets points in my book. And Yaomomo …" She took in a deep breath before continuing, "He is your boyfriend and from what little I see a really good guy, if he didn't act that way, we would have a problem. I mean, any guy will get mad if some other guy inappropriately touches their girlfriend."
Jiro was right, she shouldn't fret on it too much. But it still was haunting to see that face on him. If she didn't want to see that face ever again then she would have to get stronger herself. She mental vowed to herself that when Izuku got back she would be stronger, stronger so he would ever have to show that face again. She felt a hand on her shoulder breaking her from her thoughts.
"Yaomomo … you okay? You spaced out a bit there." Jiro looked at but didn't have a worried look on her face anymore. "Oh, I know thinking about Midoriya again huh?"
"AH! W-what no … I mean … shoot!" She easily became flustered just by her friend's words. "I mean, yes I was … he is going to take six-month internship and begone for a bit." She looked back to her friend while ringing her hands together in front of her. "Kyoka, how am I going to get through this?"
"Oh wow! Our Yaomomo got attached pretty quickly huh?" Momo couldn't help but to turn a little red in the face at her words. "Okay, but seriously … you'll be fine … besides with the internship and all the work we have this coming semester will keep your mind off of him not being there …"
Momo let out a worried breath. Jiro was right yet again, she just had to focus on her studies and keep focused on her goal. She would have to endure it, but this was a cruel form of torture. How was she going to put a bottle on it? That's when a dark thought popped into her head, is that what Uraraka went through? Momo started to gain some insight on her classmate's position now that she was faced with a similar situation. Would she be able to fight temptation for that long?
"Kyoka … what if I end up doing the same thing as Uraraka?" She was fearful that she would do the same mistake and lose him forever. If she did that Izuku would be beyond devastated. There would be now coming back. Did she not trust herself? She didn't know why all of a sudden she lost faith in herself.
"I have faith that you will never do that, if you were that type of person you would definitely have not waited so long for Midoriya?" Jiro looked over with a confused face. Jiro didn't expect those words out of Momo's mouth. "You are most certainly not that type of person."
She felt a wave of relief from Jiro's words. It was nice to hear that her best friend had faith in her. She would just have to have faith like her mother told her. Everything will work out for the better in the end. Besides, when she really thought about it, and no matter how ironic it was to think these words, all the other boys in their year look rather plain to her. Once that thought entered into her mind, she couldn't help but to giggle at it.
"Wait, what's so funny? Did I miss something Yaomomo?" Jiro really felt out of the loop now and wondered if her friend had jumped off into the deep end.
"No. It's just when I thought about it more, I just think the other guys are rather plain looking and then I realized that one of Izuku's biggest hang-ups is that he thinks he plain looking." Her giggles turned into full out laughter now. Her voice was filling the room with every cackle that came out of her. Momo had to hold her sides to keep from falling over. Jiro soon joined in once everything registered with her and the two of them feed into each other's own jubilee. The more she thought about, the more she knew it was silly thought to think she would ever do that.
"Good, glad we got that out of the way. But …" Jiro pointed with her earphone jack towards Momo. "Once Midoriya is gone, you do need to be careful about the creeps that don't care, Okay Momo?" When Kyoka used her first name she knew she was being serious. And she had some wisdom in those words, Momo knew the looks she would get from guys her age and even men much older than her. It was annoying and she had to face the reality that she was going to be ogled by the guys at school once they figured Izuku was not there. Because in their mind if he isn't physically there than he it isn't a problem anymore.
[ A ]
Iyasu spent most of the day preparing his notes and gathering everything he has researched so far into a brief case. He was prepared to leave for a long time, so much so he was actually unsure if he was going to be coming back. He was on his way to the airport, in the back seat of the car being driven by one of the drivers for the Yaoyorozu company. He was looking down at a book he finally found, one that had a very odd theory about the world and its past. It actually went on to say quirks have been around even longer than most originally thought.
The main point of the book is that there were humans with quirks starting from thousands of years ago and that most of recorded history had adapted different interpretations of how those quirks managed to exist. The theory goes into great detail as well about the idea of a primordial quirk being the main line that caused all of the quirks that exist today. While there were some vague points in the theory that made some sort of sense but everything could be tossed away as just gibberish. But the more he thought about it the more he thought about why did he want to toss the theory aside?
I looked over to a note he had in the book. It didn't have any direct information on in regards to the theory but it also did in a weird way. There was a very old book he found in the place as well, the "Theory of Quirks", it stated that there was an ancient race living among humans. That was wilder that the theory he was reading, but he could help but to wonder about it. The other book went on about how each society across the course of humanity's history. Then the book focuses heavily on the mythical civilization of Atlantis and a few others that were never determined to exist.
Everything seemed very outlandish to read, and couldn't possibly seem like there was an ounce of truth in it. But why did his set of prejudices lead him to dismiss it? That was weird in the least. But he couldn't come up with a reason explanation other than indoctrinate design. As soon as that thought entered into his mind a wave of terror washed over him for a second. What if there was someone strong enough and wealthy enough to be able to control society enough to set a standard like this?
He rubbed the bridge of his nose out of frustration in his thoughts. He had to focus on the empirical data he had in front of him. He would have to collect more data, but the more he researched the more his hunch strengthen that Midoriya was part of this. Once he was able to redo the tests on the teen and cross reference the data, he would have more information to hypothesize on. He would just have to be patient and wait until Friday when he can start those.
[ A ]
Both Iida and Izuku walked into the dorm looking like death warmed over, well at least Iida did. Izuku looked fine on the outside due his quirk but looked like he was about to go into hibernation. He wasn't looking so good. Iida managed to plop him down on the couch with little effort. "I got some power bars if you want one?" Izuku barely made out a nod in agreement to having one. Iida just smiled and tossed it to him on the couch. Izuku was barely able to catch it.
He looked it over to see it was organic energy bar, "Perfect …" was all he was able to mutter out as he opened it. He took one bite and knew the taste was not going to be good … and his was right. But it was needed, so he quickly finished it as to avoid the taste of it. He leaned back into the couch realizing that his training was going to leave him even more exhausted than this. Iida sat across from him sporting a purple bruise now covering his cheek. He felt bad but at the same time felt like he had to do that at least once in order for them to be able to walk forward as friends. Since he had his back to the hallways, he didn't notice Momo and Jiro walking out into the common room.
"Woah, Iida what the hell happened to you?" Jiro was the first to point out the shiner on Iida's face.
"Yeah, I thought you guys settled everything? Or at least were beyond fighting each other…" Momo couldn't finish and was cut by the two young men laughing. They didn't really say anything in particular but it was clear by their actions that something had gone down.
Izuku knew he couldn't hide anything from Momo and thanked he wasn't really facing her. Once his laughter calmed down, he decided to just rip the band aid off and get it over with. "Iida and I just had a little sparing session, that's all …" He got up quickly hoping to avoid talking about it any further and head back to his room. "Thanks, Tenya … I'll see ya later … I got to go t-take a shower …"
Izuku awkwardly walked off to his room, He had a feeling that Momo was going to take his and Iida little friendly scuffle. Once he was in his room, he was able to relax a bit. "I hope she isn't mad at me …" he mumbled out but did realize he had a listener close by.
"Are you hoping I'm not angry with you?" It was Momo's voice and it had some weight to it right now, she was angry with him even if she was doing a good job at concealing it. "You should worry, because I am really upset and disappointed in you Izuku …" He finally was able to look over to her, she had her arms crossed over her chest and had a blank expression on her face.
"Momo … I-I …" He really didn't know what to say at the moment, this was the first time he has made her angry with him. He couldn't really blame her thought, from her view point it was top two of their class, having a brawl on school campus. Iida and him definitely deserve to be punished in some form or another. Right now, he was seeing that his actions affected more than just himself, she was now attached to them as well. He was being selfish and he should have found better way to deal with Iida.
"Izuku …" She stopped in her words only calling his name. He had his eyes closed as he couldn't look into her eyes at the moment. "You really stink, shower first and then we can talk, okay?" Her voice went softer all of a sudden.
"Oh … okay Momo." He could only whisper out as he headed out, anyone could tell by his posture that he was starting to sulk a little bit. He just grabbed his basket of toiletries and headed off to the bathroom. It was a long walk to the bathroom, he would be surprised if she went back to her room. He really was a fool sometimes. Luckily once he got to the public shower, he was alone. He just had the sound of the water to fill the air along with his thoughts.
He had to think of a way to apologize for his behavior to her. He didn't want to fall into that bad boyfriend trope, that wouldn't be a good thing for him and certainly not for her. He shouldn't be doing things like that. If he really cared for her, he would have to put her first in everything. He slid himself under the hot water letting it massage his muscles and clean off the dirt from the scuffle he had.
It was one of the few times he wished he had father to look to for advice in a situation like this. But even so he didn't have his mother any either, he would have to work it out on his own. It was just part of his path he guessed. He didn't want to take too long in the shower if she was waiting for him.
He took a slow walk back to his dorm room, it was almost like he was a dead man walking to his execution. He had to shake that feeling out of his head, and just get to his room. If she was still there then he will have to just apologize and take the well-deserved lecture from her. He reached for the handle to open it up and he saw her there in his bed with her back to the door. She moved but didn't acknowledge him entering the room. He let out a sigh as he closed the door behind him.
He sat down on the edge of his bed and she seemed to push away a little bit more as if she was trying to get as much distance as she can. She must have lingered on Iida and him fighting out their differences, even if they were on good terms. "Iida is the class rep and both of you are upperclassmen as well as top students at U.A." Her voice had a bit of disappointment in it. "You shouldn't have done that, what would the first-year students think if they saw you two?"
She was right, she was more than right they shouldn't have done that. They should have talked and behaved more like respectful adults. His actions clearly bothered her, he should say something right now. "Momo …" he placed his hand hesitantly on her shoulder, gently trying to turn her towards him. He could see her eyes just barely as she was barely looking at him. "I'm sorry …" he finally whispered out.
She didn't say anything, but she turned more and started to return his gaze. Her eyes held some disappointment but he could see she still held all the other wonderful feelings for him. He leaned down to her more letting his head rest on her shoulder as he positioned himself over her. "I should have thought more about my actions. I have to realize you are a part of what I do …"
She bit into his shoulder cutting him off from continuing. She must still be frustrated with him, he knew she meant that one. He pulled away a bit to look at her again. This time her eyes had softened. He leaned in to kiss her. At first, she didn't return it, almost fighting it but she gave up and followed his lead. She pushed into him more lengthening the kiss until they needed to finally push away for some air. All he could do was stare into her eyes, he just watched her move under her. He watched as her cheeks got slowly flush with a faint pink hue. He was about to lean in for another kiss when his door swung open suddenly.
"Yo! Midoriya you want to hit up …" Kirashima's eyes widened at what he saw, "Shit … s-sorry!" He immediately shut the door after him. And he could hear his voice as well as Kaminari's voice on the other side.
"Yo, don't you knock?"
"My bad, I didn't think … Wait are you the one who chases every tail until the sun. How am getting this from you?" Kirashima's voice got a little more defensive.
"What, this is Midoriya's room. If Yaomomo is in there, then I have no desire for fist to the face." Kaminari spoke with a matter of fact tone in his voice. It didn't take long for them to start to walk away.
"When is Kirashima going to start knocking first?" he sighed a bit while he laid down on her again. How did the redhead always have the perfect timing? But to be fair it was early evening and he didn't lock his door.
She patted his head firmly in scolding motion, "He just a good friend, anyway you owe me diner mister." He could feel her cheek move against his as she smiled. "Do want to go with them or just the two of us?"
"Well, would you mind if it was just the two of us then? I don't have much time left to spend with you before they throw me in confinement." He smiled as he finished. Finally getting a soft giggle out of her.
"I was hoping you would say that …" She whispered.
[ A ]
It was late at night and a man was walking home from what seemed to be a rough day of work. He was a beaten down man, disgraced by the scientific community. Despite the warm tropical air of the island the man was in a down mood. After the incident two years ago on the island most of the scientists have distanced themselves, including David Shield. He was barely getting by and this might be the last year on the island for him. If he does produce anything of significance, he will be deported off the island.
He finally made it to his loft, and it was nothing spectacular. The lights were off as usual, he didn't have a family waiting for him. However, tonight there was someone who was waiting for him. As soon as he turned from closing the door, he was greeted by a figure hidden in the dark. He froze in his steps barely able to speak a few words out, "W-who are you?"
"My what an interesting question Mr. Abraham. I came here to offer you an opportunity." The figure spoke with a very calm voice.
"Y-you didn't answer my question, and what are you talking about?" Sam moved forward a bit and went to turn on the lights but was stopped by a knife hitting the switch.
"Sorry, I'm not good with pleasantries and frankly I just don't care." He flicked a card over to him with a location and a time. "We are requesting your services, there is something we need you to build. So please arrive at that location on time…"
He looked down to the card and back up but by that time the figure was long gone. He was alone again in the room. He knew his time on the island was coming to a close, he should see what they have to offer. He already had a taste of villainy, what could happen? There really was nothing for him here but disgrace and pity for him, he knew he should take the offer.
{Author Notes}
A little shorter on this time, still fun to write though, I got the next arc if you will flushed out now. These next chapters might be a bit long, so sorry for the long reads, way too much to put now for the story.
Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter!
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