(Saturday Night)
Jiro stared at herself in the mirror, liking the way she looked, while also having doubts about it.
Black leather pants with holes in them and a looped chain hanging from the side, spiked black boots, a white tank top, black choker around her neck, black bracelet with a purple strip running down the middle on her right wrist, thin black bracelet on her left wrist, and a red and black checkered, long sleeved shirt. The purple eye shadow returned once again, but no other makeup.
Was she wearing too much black? Was it not enough? Should she add some blue? Change her entire wardrobe to nothing but blue? Blue was Kevin's favorite color after all. Would he find her more attractive or desperate if she did so?
Having a boyfriend sucked. Before she would only occasionally question what she wore, what she said and how she acted. But now? It was always constant, even if he wasn't around she was also questioning everything about herself. His words of love and praise did nothing to kill the insecure and cynical side of her that she hated. But god they felt good to hear.
Knock, knock, knock
"Kyoka dear, your date's here!" Her father shouted from the other side of the door. He sounded in pain as he spoke, obviously hating the idea of his daughter dating. She was daddy's little girl after all, at least, that's what he would call her.
There was a concert tonight, featuring a number of bands that Jiro was quite fond of. It was announced two months ago, and sold out immediately before she had a chance to buy a ticket. Yet somehow, Kevin had pulled some strings and gotten two tickets before asking her to go.
An actual date, their first date to be more precise. She just about had a stroke when he first asked her, especially since it was before class began, when everyone was sitting around waiting for Aizawa to show up.
Of course questions were asked and assumptions were made, with Hagakure and Mineta leading the charge. Hagakure asked if they were dating, Mineta asked if anything inappropriate was going on between the two, Kaminari looked like someone had kicked his puppy in front of him, and Momo congratulated the two for their new relationship.
Luckily Kevin, who caused all of this (he enjoyed messing with her cause he was a prick), was quick to say it was just two friends hanging out enjoying music. To further prove they weren't dating (she wanted to keep their relationship a secret), he ended up kissing Mina on the lips, causing some to gasp and others to squeal. Most congratulated the two, Hagakure immediately barraged her best friend with questions, Mineta began to cry since one of the hottest girls was taken, and Kaminari smacked his forehead, calling himself an idiot since of course Kevin wasn't dating Jiro, he was dating Mina! He wouldn't be dating two girls, right?
She felt a bit bad for the blond. Not only was his best friend dating two girls, every guys dream, but Kevin was also dating the girl Kaminari was crushing on! That must sting, and will if he ever found out.
Grabbing her charged phone and keys, Jiro opened the door, and was met with the sight of her (totally not about to cry) father.
"Y-You look great dear." He (totally not sobbing), brought her into a hug and rocked the two of them back and forth. With a small smile, she returned it and patted his back.
"Thanks dad…mind letting go? The concert's gonna start soon."
With a yelp, Kyotoku pulled away while clutching onto his left ear. He turned to glare towards the living room,
"Honey! That bloody hurt!"
"Stop trying to guilt trip her into not going." Mika ordered, her usual monotone voice sounding just a wee bit annoyed.
"I-I wasn't! I was just saying she looked nice!" He argued back as he and Jiro walked into the room, a bright light coming from the limo out front.
"Sounded like it to me." She scowled at her husband, before smiling at Jiro. "Have fun honey, you look great! You'll knock his socks off for sure! And hopefully something else." She whispered the last part under her breath, causing her daughter to blush.
"Mom!"
"Nothing is getting knocked off tonight! Kyoka, if he tries anything, stab him in the eye!" Kyotoku requested with a growl.
"Hiromi would be quite upset if she did that to his son."
"No friendship is worth having my daughter suffer! Kyoka, aim for the jugular!"
Oh yeah, her parents didn't know what happened at the restaurant the week before. She didn't want to ruin her parent's friendship with the old musician, so she lied and said everything went well. As far as they knew, Kevin was just a good friend.
"Aim for the jugular and don't let him try anything, got it guys! Gotta go, love ya!" She shouted as she walked out and slammed the front door, letting out a sigh of relief once she escaped that shit show. She had a small grin as she walked towards the limo, Suit was already outside waiting for her to come out.
"Ms. Jiro." The robot greeted, opening the door for her with a hand raised. She high fived the butler-bot before climbing in.
Lips were immediately on hers, pulling her into a soft, needy kiss. She smiled and returned it, a hand snaking to the back of his head to deepen it. Hands made their way to either side of her cheeks, wanting to keep the two connected for as long as possible.
After what felt like a minute the two separated, hot breaths ghosting over each other's faces. She was met with the sight of the warmest pair of brown eyes she'd ever seen, and one of his rare genuine smiles. A look that only she and Mina got, looks preserved for them and no one else.
The idea made her heart pound against her ribs.
"You look beautiful." He whispered, leaning in and pecking her lips once more. Her cheeks darkened.
"S-Shut up. Nerd." She muttered, causing him to laugh and slide back on the leather, allowing her in and letting Suit close the door behind her.
She wasn't good at receiving compliments, they made her feel awkward and weird, as did giving compliments. A part of her feared she'd ruin the night by giving the wrong one. Should she say he looked beautiful as well?
He chuckled, not mad at her reply. He loved every part of her, the good and the bad, from her punk personality to her insecurities. There was nothing but love in his heart for her and his 'alien queen'.
"You…look nice as well?" She winced as the words left her mouth.
Black jeans, boots, and the same shirt he had let her borrow the week before was his attire. A belt with a skull buckle was on his waist, and a black ring with a blue gem on his right ring finger. A necklace hung from his neck, with two pendants hanging from it. One of was skull with a pair of rings, and the other was a capital 'A' inside of a circle.
"You're so cute when you're shy!"
"But I'm not!" She groaned, leaning down and burying her face into his neck, hoping to hide her growing blush. He just laughed and hugged her, which she returned.
"But you are! You're just so beautiful and cute and everything!" He started kissing everywhere he could. Top of her head, her shoulder, behind her ear, even her jacks weren't safe as soft lips kissed them.
That had gotten an unexpected reaction out of her. Her grip on him tightened as a shiver ran down her spine, her knees pressed against each other as she felt a tingling sensation 'down south'. A louder than anticipated gasp escaped her.
What…the fuck was that? And why did it feel so good?!
"I hear gasping! Nothing lewd is going on back there, right?" Suit asked from the front, after rolling down the window that separated then.
"No ya dumb robot! Everything is PG back here, thank you. Right Kyoka?"
"Y-Yeah! Nothing w-rong here!" Her voice cracked, causing her embarrassment to rise to a whole new level. When she got a questioning look from Kevin, she just buried her face back into his neck. Reading the room, or limo in this case, he decided not to press further and stuck to cuddling.
(Concert)
Adrenaline rose as blood pumped, hundreds screamed in delight as the band played one of their most popular songs. People were dancing until they could no longer, singing and screaming to match the lead vocalist until their throats felt like sandpaper. Small fights broke out over which song was better, and quickly ended after a few punches when the best part of the song came up. The atmosphere was just so encouraging and inviting, making everyone feel like they could do anything and they would fit in.
Or, maybe it was because 95% of those in attendance were drunk off their ass. Regardless, everyone was having a blast and from the smell of it, some were getting blasted somewhere in the stadium.
Our (second) favorite couple were definitely feeling the high that came with concerts like these. They were singing as best as they could, hips bumping in each other as they danced to the chorus.
Jiro laughed as Kevin deepened his voice, trying to match the part where the singers voice was made to sound like a monster. She shoved him slightly when he failed, causing him to laugh and return the shove.
It was just so fun,not only was she going to a concert with someone her age, but also someone that enjoyed the same music as she did. When she was young, her parents took her to several different concerts. The bands either weren't her type, or her parents wouldn't let loose and have a little fun like everyone else.
A pair of arms wrapped around her, and she laughed as he started attacking her with kisses. She pushed him off of her, unable to stop a smirk from forming.
"You're so clingy!" 'It's actually kinda cute.'
"How can I not be when I have such a beautiful girlfriend?" He asked, before continuing his assault on her cheeks and forehead.
She smiled and melted into him, suddenly feeling her back against a wall. She could smell strawberries and peaches on his breath from the few drinks he had earlier, mix that in with his cologne he had on and it was intoxicating.
"God you're cheesy." She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Admit it, you love it." Leaning down and pressing their foreheads together, all the people and music around them seemed to disappear as they got lost staring in each other's eyes.
"Oh? Do I get a reward if I do?"
Leaning down, he connected his lips with her own, bringing her into a kiss.
Soft lips and an intoxicating smell, hands slowly roaming down her body, desperate and hell bent to touch every part they could. Her jacks were going wild, rising and swinging through the air around them, before they eventually found home wrapped loosely around his neck. As he pressed body against her own, she could feel the heat rolling off of his body in waves, drowning her own in unearthly warmth.
Legs around his waist and hands under her thighs, the kiss deepened, a gasp escaping her as something started poking her. Body freezing and mind going blank, she felt tense under his touch.
She thanked whatever god that existed that Kevin wasn't the type of guy to force himself and his needs/desires on her. He knew how she felt about sex and how she wasn't ready for anything that extreme, and respected her wishes.
With her gasp, he pounced like the predator many believed him to be. Tongue plunging into her mouth, a moan escaped the punk as his wrestled with her own. Strawberries and peaches, mixed with the bitter taste of regular alcohol hit her hard, nearly overwhelming Jiro as she got used to this new sensation.
It brought a few new thoughts to her buzzing mind. This was way better than regular kissing, for one. And, how many fucking girlfriends had Kevin been with?! No amateur should be this good using tongue, and she doubted Ashido had taught him anything.
He groaned as she tried her best to return it, her own tongue wiggling and dancing against his own. Pants feeling another level of tight, he wondered if she knew the effect she had on him.
Finally, he pulled back and allowed the two to breath, their senses finally returning to them as hot breaths painted their faces like earlier. They got lost in each other's eyes once again as the music played in the background.
"How many fucking girls have you been with?"
A chuckle was her answer, before he kissed the tip of her nose.
"Love you!"
"That doesn't answer the question!"
(After the concert)
"Leave it to Suit to make us walk all the way to the back of the stadium." Kevin shook his head as he and Jiro walked around the massive stadium, hands held together while softly swinging through the cool air.
"Well it is your fault. You knew the concert was three hours long, why'd you tell Suit it was only two?"
"In my defense, I thought it'd be funny!" He defended while chuckling, causing her to roll her eyes in annoyance.
"I seriously need to help you get a new sense of humor."
"Ouch, haven't felt a burn like that since the final exams." He fake sniffed, pretending to wipe away a tear.
Neither could've guessed a figure was hiding in the shadows, hand clutched tightly around something under their sweater. And as the couple turned passed a corner, the figure made their move.
Click
Kevin's eyes widened at the sound, it was all too familiar for him not to.
"Don't move!" The figure shouted while breaking from cover, causing the young couple to stop dead in their tracks. "Turn around slowly with your hands up! Gimme your cash and no one gets hurt!"
"So is it keep my hands up or hand over my cash?" Kevin asked as he and Jiro did what they were told, slowly turning to stare at the hooded figure.
"Now's now the time to be a smart ass."
"Trust me hon, there's never not a time to be a smart ass."
"Shut the fuck up! Hand over the cash and I won't shoot!"
"Ooo, I'm so scared! I'm shaking in mi boots!" Kevin started to shake, before he laughed mockingly at the guy. "Can we not do this dude? We just had our first date and you're kinda killing the mood."
"Do you want to fucking die?!" He shouted, arm shaking as he switched his aim between the two. The girls' eyes widened before she stared at her date.
"What are you doing?! Don't antagonize the guy with a gun!" Jiro seriously had to wonder what went through her boyfriends mind half the time. Was it a monkey clapping cymbals while doing the hula?!
"Jiro baby, relax! I'm willing to bet he doesn't have the balls to shoot me." Kevin teased.
What the fuck was he doing?!
"Is that a fucking challenge?!"
"No it's not!"
"Oh yes the hell is it!"
"Fucking fine! You asked for it!"
The trigger was pulled, following by a flash of light and a loud bang. The bullet traveled through the night sky, Jiro's eyes widening as it went for her boyfriend.
And then, everything stopped.
The birds flying overhead, the clouds rolling across the sky, the cars on the highways and planes getting ready for takeoff. Anything and everything just stopped, and most importantly, the bullet. It stopped midair, and was halfway from reaching Kevin.
"10 seconds." He stated to himself, grabbing onto the bullet with two fingers and turning it, aiming the piece of metal towards the guys right shoulder.
"6." Grabbing the gun, he was quick to disassemble the firearm before dropping it onto the ground.
"2." Wrapping an arm around Jiro's shoulders, he kissed her temple before pulling away.
And as fast as everything stopped, everything started to move yet again. As Jiro reached out in fear, she was confused when the mugger screamed and fell to the ground, clutching his right shoulder.
"Wanna apologize for any of your previous threats?" Kevin questioned, raising a hand to control the earth.
Thick strips of earth captured and held down the mugger's ankles, while three large ones wrapped around his stomach. One wrapped around and covered his mouth, stopping his screams of pain to exit.
"Wait, what just-"
"Threaten my girlfriend again and I promise a bullet wound will be the least of your problems." He growled, before bringing her with him as he walked away.
"What just happened?!"
"A Quirk of mine that re-deflected the bullet." Was his simple lie. He didn't wince when she pulled back and punched his arm.
"You have that?!"
"Did I not tell you?" He feigned innocence as the limo came into view. He watched as Suit got up and opened the doors for them.
"How was the date?"
"Why didn't you tell me? I was worried you were about to get hurt!"
"I take it that it didn't go well?"
"Well sorry, but how the hell was I supposed to bring it up? 'Hey babe, I have a Quirk that deflects bullets'. You see how weird that would've been?"
He…He had a point.
"You almost got shot?!" Suit shouted as the two climbed inside. "When?!"
"Oh, about a minute ago. Which reminds me, call the cops. Tell them the mugger is currently bleeding out."
God Kevin confused her. Why the hell was he acting to nonchalant about this?! They almost got mugged and he got shot at! Life saving Quirk or not, she was sure anyone would've been shaken up by that.
"Other than that Suit, I think it went rather well! What do you think, Kyoka?"
"I think you owe after that traumatic experience."
"Done!" He smiled, which faltered for a second when he noticed Suit watching him from the rear-view mirror.
She scowled when he opened his arms wide, but rolled her eyes and allowed herself to be enveloped by his warmth once more. Clinging onto him, she sighed.
"Don't do anything stupid like that again, okay?"
"I'll try hon, but you know me. Stupid's my middle name." He joked, kissing the top of her head. "Oh and by the way…I won't be able to hang out with you and Mina tomorrow." He informed, causing her to sigh in irritation.
"Why?"
"Aizawa and Nezu roped me in to help repairing the school, guess two third years got into some fight on Friday. This is punishment for how I acted during the internship."
"Fine, but this just means you owe me double."
"Ha! For you hon, I'd get you the whole world if I could."
(The next day)
Suit activated its heat signature and stared at Bakugo's door, noticing the blond was still asleep even though it was one in the afternoon. With a sigh, moved a piece of the hallways wall, revealing a purple button. Pressing it, a door formed in the wall, allowing Suit to walk down a staircase.
After a moment or two, Suit came across another door and punched in a passcode, causing the door to whirl and open. Entering a new room, the robot stared at the bag of liquid currently held in its hand.
"Using such a power is beyond idiotic. You know that." It growled, staring at the unmoving body of Kevin as he laid on a queen-sized bed. His skin was pale and cold to the touch, but he was alive nonetheless. Replacing the current, empty bag that was connected to the GI Tube, Suit shook its head. "Nine hours until you wake up. Hopefully you'll remember to call Aizawa and tell him the situation."
It turned around to leave, before stopping in its tracks. Fists clenching, the robot turned around.
"This better be the last time you use that stupid power! I'm tired of you being in a coma!"
(Anyone else gonna give their opinion on Kevin and Kirishima? Cause if not, I might just say fuck it and take Kiri out of the relationship. I wanna start the Training Camp Arc, but need to decide before I do)
