Izuku-The Hexblade Hero; Chapter 17
Cavete a Matris Ira
"A beach day?" Izuku blinked in surprise.
"Uh-huh!" Uraraka nodded, "I figured it would be a good thing to help us relax before the Sports Festival!"
"We already asked Iida and Bakugo, Kero." Tsuyu added on, "You can probably guess what Bakugo's answer was."
"So, you want to join us?" Uraraka looked away sheepishly, "I understand if you say no since it's the weekend before the sports festival begins and you'll probably want to pre-"
"Izuku if you turn this down" Thou Whom Agony is Time interrupted the gravity hero, "I will boil your teeth."
"I think it's a good idea," Izuku nodded with a gentle smile on his face as he frantically tried to figure if his patron's threat was an exaggeration or not.
"You're getting remarkably good at masking your emotions."
'Constantly having to deal with a sassy spirit in your head will do that to you.' Izuku internally sighed.
"Great!" Uraraka beamed, "I heard it's supposed to be a beautiful day at Dagobah beach this Sunday!"
"Isn't that place a dump?" Tsuyu asked with a slight head tilt.
"It was, but someone apparently cleaned it up over the last year," Uraraka answered in an impressed tone.
"Tell her it was you and that'll net you some serious brownie points."
'No, if I brought it up now, she'd probably think I'm lying to impress her.'
"Or you could use your suave skills to make her believe you."
'What suave skills?'
"Do you not remember me fingering your mouth?"
'Please never say that again.'
"So why not try putting it to the test?"
'I already use it to hide the fact that I'm talking to you, as well as hide my reaction to the shit you say.'
"So, you asked Kaachan to come along?" Izuku asked in a subtly desperate attempt to change the subject.
"We thought he could use some social interaction." Tsuyu glanced at the bombastic blonde, "I thought it might shake the stick out of his ass, Kero."
"Fuck off Tatiana," Bakugo growled.
"My point exactly." Tsuyu nodded satisfied.
"Anyways," Uraraka sighed, "Let's all trade numbers, we'll set up the details later."
"Wow, you not only managed to get one girl's number," Thou Whom Agony is Time sounded genuinely impressed, "But two in one day."
'Agony,' Izuku thought as he struggled to keep the blush from completely covering his face 'Please shut up.'
"My little warlock's growing up!" His patron teased as the green hair teen gathered his school supplies.
'Why are you like this?' Izuku sighed.
"I don't know," The eldritch godling flippantly answered, "Why is there a crowd of people in front of the class door"
'Please tell me you're-' Izuku was cut off by the sound of the classroom door aggressively being thrown open.
"Move extra's," Bakugo growled, unfazed by the packed hallway in front of him.
"And there goes my day," Izuku grumbled as he moved towards the door.
"You came here to scope out the competition, right?" Bakugo growled as he addressed the crowd, "Cause if you didn't, you're a dumbass and need to fuck off."
"So, this is how they let you behave?" An almost monotone voice echoed from the mostly silent crowd, as a teen with purple sporadic hair made his way to the front of the crowd "Are all of the hero course students this crude, or are you a special case?"
"Oh, he's special alright," Tsuyu muttered, just loud enough for Izuku to hear.
"What did you say you punk?" Bakugo growled.
"Not all of us came here to 'scope out the competition' as you put it," The purple teen smirked as if he had already won. "Some of us came to the famous "1-A" who had already had their first encounter with villains."
"Some of us did come here to see how you measure you up though," He shook his head, "I must say I'm disappointed."
"I came here because I heard that depending on performance in the sports festival you can be moved into the hero's course," A determined glint shown in his eyes, "I assume the same is true in reverse."
"So, this is my declaration," He stepped closer to the door, just out of Bakugo's reach, "I'm taking one of your spots, and I'll crush all of you if I need to do it."
"Izuku," Thou Whom Agony is Time spoke in an excited tone, "I like this kid."
"Bring it on Grumpy" Bakugo snarled through an excited grin. His intimidation attempt was somewhat sabotaged by Uraraka making a choking sound as she attempted to contain her laugh.
"Now would you all get the FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!" Bakugo started with a snarl that quickly escalated into a shout.
'It's like he wants everyone to target him.'
"I'm sure that's what he wants."
Izuku sighed as he watched his childhood friend turn bully try to force his way through the halls.
"Hey!" A gruff voice cried out from the crowd, "1-A!"
"Class 1-B ain't going to wimp out on this either!" A mop of silvery hair popped up from the crowd and began to push its way forward. "You guys have hogged the spotlight long enough!"
The crowd parted enough and those of class 1-A were able to catch a glimpse of the student walking towards them, a girl with pinprick eyes decorated with remarkably thick eyelashes.
"Wait, somethings not right here." Thou Whom Agony is Time sounded genuinely worried, "I'm going to have to make a call later."
Before Izuku could think to reply, the girl from 1-B continued shouting: "So I've come to declare a war of my own!"
"Also, you!" She pointed at Kirishima, "I'm going to beat the tar out of you in the festival!"
"What did I do?" Kirishima dimly asked while pointing at himself.
"You're copying me!" She pointed her thumb at herself, "But my quirk is better, so remember the name Tesutesu!"
"You've got a manly spirit Tesutesu!" Kirishima grinned fiercely, as he swaggered up to the silverette, "I'll take you head on!"
"Oh?" She leaned back and spread her arms, "You're approaching me?"
"I can't beat the shit out of you without getting clos-'' Kirishima was cut off as a familiar scarf wrapped around his head and blocked his mouth.
"If you finish that reference, I will personally kick you out of this school," Aizawa seemed to materialize behind the redhead, glaring at the teen with a glowing red eye.
"Now the rest of you," The angry teacher hissed while turning to the gathered students. "Scatter."
"Hey Izuku, you should go tell that one kid about the opening in 1-A." Thou Whom Agony is Time suggested.
'Why?'
"Because I asked, that should be reason enough." The patron answered cryptically.
'Alright?' Izuku agreed, managing to hunt the insomniac looking teen from the crowd, "Hey you!"
"What do you want?" He answered, eyes narrowing in suspicion.
"I'm Izuku Midoriya" Izuku stuck his hand out, "I wanted to say hi."
"Hitoshi Shinso..." He hesitantly shook the young warlock's hand, "Is that all?"
"I also wanted to tell you that one of the students in 1-A is dropping out, so even if you don't do well in the Festival you might be able to get in." Izuku turned and began to walk away, shooting over his shoulder "That was all, have a good day!"
'Are you happy?'
"More than you can imagine." Thou Whom Agony is Time chuckled, "When you turn at this next corner look back at him"
'Alright?' The teen answered, bewildered.
As Izuku rounded the corner he glanced back at Shinso, finding the teen staring at his hand in deep concentration, like he had been handed a puzzle and he was needing to figure out where to begin.
"He's going to be thinking about that simple sentence till the start of the Festival," The patron cackled, "He probably thinks you're playing some 4th dimensional chess with him!"
'That seems a bit cruel.' Izuku's brow nit in worry.
"He'll be fine," The eldritch godling brushed it off, "I tend to do this with most people who earn my attention."
'You never did something like that to me though?'
"Didn't I?" His patron coyly asked.
Izuku spent the rest of his walk and train ride home that day trying to remember every interaction he and the eldritch godling had had over the course of the last year.
One week later
'This is why we can't have nice things!' Izuku grumbled as he reached down to pick up another piece of litter.
"You're only this upset because you're the one who cleaned it up last time."
'You're damn right!' Izuku growled, 'I'm sure people were still dumping here while I was cleaning it before!'
"You need to relax," Thou Whom Agony is Time chided the teen, "You're about to spend the afternoon with your friends, two of which are attractive by mortal standards"
'I really don't need thoughts like that about my first friends in...' Izuku stopped and blinked, 'I don't remember a time where I had a friend that wasn't Kaachan…'
"That doesn't sound healthy considering the relationship the two of you have had up till now."
'You're telling me.' Izuku sighed as he picked up the last of the litter he could see, moving to go and drop it in the nearest trash can like it should've been originally.
"Yeah, you two either needed to have a deathmatch or a hell of a lot of hate sex to resolve that tension."
'Can you not?' Izuku took a deep breath as he tried to get the intrusive thoughts spawned by his patron out of his head.
"I cannot, however, I can knot." His patron teased, "Although I cannot knot well, it's better to be able to knot than not knot at all."
'...' Izuku looked at the trashcan intently as he decided if it would be worth it to try and hide from his patron's bad sense of humor among the garbage.
"Oh Deku!" A familiar cheery voice snapped Izuku from his contemplation, "You're early!"
"Yeah, I thought I would do some…" Izuku trailed off as he turned and looked at Uraraka, who was currently looking sheepish in a light blue sundress, "...cleaning up…"
"Izuku you dense broccoli stalk, compliment the lady."
'How do I do that without sounding like a creep?' Izuku internally panicked as he felt a blush dust his cheeks.
"How about, "Your dress looks nice!" it helps if you mean it" Thou Whom Agony is Time answered, mimicking Izuku's voice to enforce the point.
"Your dress looks nice." Izuku tried to give a smile to hide his nervousness.
'Oh god, she's angry.' Izuku panicked as Uraraka's face reddened.
"Oh, this old thing…" Uraraka looked away as she fidgeted with her dress.
"So, you were picking up litter?" She changed the topic as she looked over the beach, "It looks like you did a good job!"
"Yeah," Izuku rubbed the back of his neck, "It would be a shame to let such a beautiful area go to waste."
The two fell into a half awkward silence as they looked over the beach.
"So, do you know when Iida and Tsuyu are going to be here?" Izuku asked.
"Last I heard Tsuyu was on her way, but she needed to make a stop first." Uraraka pulled out her phone, flipping it open to see if there was any update on that, "Iida and I got here at the same time funnily enough, but he went to find a somewhere to change."
"What do you think Tsuyu went to get?"
"Dunno." Uraraka tilted her head as she thought about it, "Maybe she needed some sunscreen, since Iida said he was going to pack lunches for everyone?"
"The least he can do since he ruined mine and Tsuyu's plan…" Uraraka muttered.
"What?" Izuku hurriedly asked.
"What?" Uraraka asked in turn. The two fell into silence again, this one significantly more awkward.
"This is boring" Thou Whom Agony is Time pipped up after a few minutes. "Ignoring that mild bombshell that you seem to be ignoring."
'Well, what do you want me to do about it?' Izuku asked, continuing to ignore that not so mild bombshell.
"Blow something up."
'I am not going to-' Izuku was caught off guard as he felt something that distinctly felt like a volleyball slam into the back of his head.
"Son of a…" Izuku swore as he stumbled forward.
"What the hell was that for?" Uraraka spun to face the offender.
"The bastard should always be aware of his surroundings," Izuku heard the familiar chuckle of a specific bombastic blond.
"Oh, so you did decide to come!" Izuku said in a happy tone. Maybe Bakugo was starting to open up to people again.
"He just blindsided you with a volleyball." His patron noted.
'If he wanted to hurt me, he would've.' Izuku objected, 'Besides, I can be hopeful.'
"Shut the hell up!" Bakugo shouted as he strolled down the steps, hands buried in a simple pair of red swim trunks, an open Hawaiian shirt hung on his shoulders exposing his muscled torso.
"Actually, I went by his house and told his mom about today." Tsuyu announced her presence by answering, her yellow tank top shining brightly in the sunlight and showing just enough of her midriff that Izuku could see she wore a green striped one-piece suite beneath the top and her shorts "She kicked him out for the day, Kero."
"I said shut the fuck up, gender-bent Kermit!" Bakugo shouted at the frog-themed teen.
"That sounds like something Mrs. Bakugo would do." Izuku nervously chuckled, envisioning how that conversation probably went down.
"What are his parents like?" Uraraka asked the two green-haired hero hopefuls.
"I didn't see his dad, but his mom was a really pretty lady," Tsuyu placed a finger on her lip as she looked up in thought, "If he wasn't so angry all the time he'd look almost exactly like his mom."
"I never thought about it, but you're right." Izuku hummed in agreement.
"Don't compare me to the old hag!" Bakugo hissed.
"Who does he take after more when it comes to personality thought?" Uraraka asked, ignoring the glare that she received from the blond in question.
"His mom," Izuku answered tiredly, "His dads a saint for putting up with both of them."
"That explains the shouting while I was waiting for him, Kero."
"Oh wow." Uraraka looked back at the seething blond, "I can't imagine what a day over there is like."
"I didn't come here to be mocked, dammit!" The bomber growled.
"Sorry," Izuku froze, Tsuyu and Uraraka gave the blonde a deadpan stare.
"Sounds like he can't take a little teasing." Uraraka shook her head in disappointment.
"Seems like he's all bark and no bite." Tsuyu agreed.
"Can't even take a little of what he dishes out to everyone." Uraraka shrugged, "I guess that's why he doesn't have any friends; he can't put up with just a little bit of good-natured hazing."
Bakugo narrowed his eyes as he studied the two, "You two are trying to manipulate me, aren't you?"
"It depends." Tsuyu answered vaguely.
"Is it working?" Uraraka asked with a quirked brow.
"Like hell, I'd tell you." Bakugo spat, "You invited me out here, I assumed you two would have a plan for today."
"I figured we could spend a few hours swimming or playing Frisbee." Tsuyu pulled a frisbee from a small backpack as Uraraka explained, "At least until we had lunch and then we could figure out things from there."
"Speaking of lunch," Tsuyu looked around, "Where's Iida, he's usually rather punctual."
"I figured he would've found a place to change by no- '' Uraraka muttered before being cut off by a cloud of sand enveloping the group.
"I apologize for my tardiness!" Iida's voice echoed over the group coughing as the sand settled.
"What, the genuine fuck, are you wearing McQueen." Bakugo growled.
Izuku took that as a sign it was safe to open his eyes and was greeted with the sight of his friend bowing to them in a small sand crater, seemingly naked.
"What?" Iida looked up, "Is this not appropriate swimwear?"
To Izuku's horror, his friend started to straighten, but rather than getting a chance to see if his friend had matching curtains and drapes, he was greeted with the sight of his friend wearing a dark blue speedo.
"I don't know if that's better or worse to be honest" Thou Whom Agony is Time commented.
'At least I didn't have to see what he was packing downstairs.'
"Yeah," Izuku heard the silent "But" in his patrons statement and mentally braced himself for what was about to be said, "But depending if he's a grower or a shower he's packing either a cucumber or an eggplant based on that bulge."
Izuku slammed his head into his palm in an attempt to whip the image from his mind. 'Can you please stop causing gay thoughts?'
"Counter it with straight thoughts you pussy." Izuku felt his patron grin, "I can even help with th-"
'Absolutely not!' Izuku turned his attention to his friend, "It's fine Iida, but most people don't wear those to the beach…"
"Isn't the water going to fuck up your legs?" Bakugo asked as he looked at the teens engines and seemed to be trying to resist the urge to comment on his perfectly shaved legs.
"I'm glad you're worried for my safety Bakugo," Iida reached behind him and pulled out a bag, "But I have port covers that will keep my engines safe, although I can't go two deep out since my legs weigh me down."
"I wasn't worried for your safety you smug bastard!" Bakugo snarled as a blood vessel pulsed in his head, "Where did you even store those!"
"You did grab the lunches, right?" Uraraka added on seeing the seemingly empty-handed Iida.
"Of course," Iida sounded mildly offended as he pulled out a stack of binto boxes.
"The fuck?" Bakugo shouted.
"Oh yay!" Uraraka cheered, "Now we can get this party started!"
"Is no one going to question where he's storing that?" Bakugo angrily asked.
"I was," A small smirk graced Tsuyu's face, "But I think it would be more fun to see how angry you get over not getting an answer."
"McQueen, answer my damn question!" The bombastic blond turned on the speed hero in training.
"I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about." Iida answered simply, the sunlight reflecting off his glasses and making it difficult to read his emotions.
"Your ass is grass Tatiana," Bakugo whirled on the frog girl, "And I'm going to mow it."
"Are you coming onto me?" Tsuyu asked in a serious tone.
"Because if so, there's a secluded place over-" The frog girl jumped as Bakugo tried to tackle her, springing off the teens back while shouting, "Tag, you're it!"
"Oh, I wasn't expecting that," Uraraka chuckled as she watched the two sprints down the beach.
"We should join in!" She excitedly exclaimed, grabbing Izuku's hand and dragging him after the two.
'I'm holding hands with a girl!' Izuku felt his face heat up as he focused on the pre-marital hand holding.
"You literally had a girls' tits on your neck and ample opportunity to feel up her thighs, and you're embarrassed by this of all things?" Thou Whom Agony is Time asked incredulously.
'That was a dangerous situation, it doesn't count.'
"You're about to go "Play Tag" with an angry Bakugo, I think that counts as dangerous."
'Let me enjoy this!'
"Oh sure, when you get to engage in unprotected hand holding it's fine, but when I want to show you an ultra-realistic simulation of your celebrity crush and your high school crush going at it like rabbits, I'm suddenly the bad guy!" Thou Whom Agony is Time ranted.
'I'm ignoring you now.' Izuku said simply as he tried to tune out his patron, and the unbidden images that arose because of the eldritch being's comment…
Although it was only now that he noticed how high Thirteen had risen on that scale.
Alright, So I had every intention of starting the Sports Festival this chapter but a bout of seasonal depression, School work, and the overwhelming urge for a beach day chapter lead to this taking up that slot, and since my deadline's almost on me I figured I would cut this here to be somewhat on time.
Thanks to "Union of Soviet Socialist Pubs" for his continue beta'ing, and "Blazing heart Frigid Soul" for being a dumbass filter for me.
Have a good whatever now!
