Chapter 16

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Izuku's brain had stopped long ago. He was purely moving on instinct and desire as he meshed his lips against Rumi's. Bliss was the only word that could come to him, but he could only vocalize it by the grunt that escaped him. His body was flush to Rumi, and hers to him, she was too close, yet not close enough all at once.

Everything about her overtook all of his senses. He did everything he could to keep up, but it was pure sensory overload. Instead, Izuku gave in and embraced all that he could without thought. When he latched onto her neck and gave a not quite rough nibble and was rewarded with Rumi's moan, he knew he would do anything and everything to hear it again.

"Rumi." Her name left him breathless, and not just from the air her kiss had robbed him of. Izuku had many other things he wanted to say, but he also knew that was all he could say in the moment. His thoughts were once more taken away as Rumi opened her mouth, breathless, and Izuku dipped back in for another kiss. Nothing aside from the give and take, the push and pull of their bodies mattered to him. Soon, they broke apart again and their foreheads gently rested against each other.

Izuku's vision locked firmly with Rumi's deep red eyes, and the gaze said far more than words could. His entire world was narrowed down to the person directly in front of him. He dipped his eyes down low and caught a wonderous view of Miruko's cleavage as her chest was pressed against his and heaved with her breath. Embarrassment was nowhere to be found as he soaked in everything.

Her towel prevented him from truly appreciating everything before him, but what he could see was more than enough. Pressed so close against her, he could feel more than he could see. The sight would forever be ingrained in him, but a deeper desire wished to rake his hands against every curve.

His deep desires and instincts told him he would never be sated until he had every inch, every dip, every part of her bare and burned into his every pore. Until he could know all of her, and she all of him, it would never be enough. Gently he caressed her cheeks with his thumbs, and she leaned into his touch with her eyes closed. Izuku had never felt so empowered yet so weak all at once.

"Rumi." So much was loaded into that one word, that he could speak nothing else. She opened her eyes, and tilted her head open for access again as she locked onto Izuku's lips fiercely. His world narrowed down once more to the press and feel of her against him. Izuku felt emboldened and his hands snaked down to the edge of her towel.

Just as he snuck underneath and went to grip the bounty before him, he froze as Miruko's ears twitched and he heard voices in the distance. They pulled back and gazes locked firmly as the world around them and their situation flooded back in. A great deal had been expressed in their moment, but so few words had been truly spoken.

Rumi's eyes said a great deal, but like the seas parting she removed herself from Izuku's space. He felt like an entire limb had been ripped away from him, and he was left with a feeling of emptiness. Before any words could escape him, whether it be her name or a declaration of love, she had turned away and was gone from his sight. Izuku's hand that reached for empty air fell back to his side and he was frozen.

"Then right when we were surrounded he crashed in, he used this cool black energy thing and grabbed me. I felt like a human rocket, he had this real serious face and was like 'I'm tossing you', and then I flew like a freaking missile." Izuku turned and saw the rest of the boys exited the bath and were dressed.

"That's so manly! We should definitely talk about making that into an awesome team super attack or something." The voices got closer as Izuku's eyes glassed over and died for a moment as everything caught up to him.

"HA! I can do that all by myself, while you chumps need someone else to help you." He knew that voice to be Katsuki, as they were only feet away and finally caught sight of Izuku.

"Oh, hey man. We were just talking about making a group attack using your…hey you alright dude? You don't look so good." Tetsutetsu asked as Izuku came back to himself. He coughed briefly into his hands and regained his thoughts.

"Yeah I'm fine, sorry just distracted. Kota is with Mandalay, he just fainted from the fall. She told me something that's sticking with me that's all. I'm exhausted, go ahead without me and I'll catch up in the room. Still have to dry off properly and change into my night clothes." Izuku brushed off the concerns and headed towards the baths.

His mind was both empty and running at the speed of light. Everything was jumbled and contradicting itself in his mind as he tried to steady himself. He knew the other boys were staring at him as he passed them, but he had no other words he could give them. Once he turned a corner and was out of their sight he sank against a wall with his shoulder and slammed his fist against it.

'Dammit, I'm so confused. She kissed me, right? That must mean something, doesn't it?' Izuku questioned everything he knew as his breathing was ragged and the world around him spun. He placed a hand on his chest and found his heart beating like a drum. Despite his joy of the situation that had happened, he was devastated from its aftereffects.

Like a snail, he was sluggish and slowly slinked his way through everything. Izuku was soon dressed and prepared for sleep as he drudgingly made his way back to the room he and all the other guys were staying in. If he noticed the stares they continued to give him, he didn't comment on it. He fell into his sleeping space and closed his eyes but knew sleep wouldn't come.

'What did I do wrong? Is something wrong with me? Am I not good enough? Why did she run away from me? I'm so confused.' Izuku slowly curled into himself as silent tears escaped him. He tried to sleep, but nothing came to him, and the small amount he did get was restless and fitful before the sun finally peaked over the mountains and into the room.


Rumi retreated from Izuku with haste, but as she turned the corner towards her room a bright smile graced her face. Her heart beat slow and steady as it spread joy throughout her entire body. She had a small hop to her steps and a giggle escaped her as she placed a hand to her chest and entered her room.

After a quick toss of her towel, she changed into her sleep wear and hugged herself as she rolled around on her bed. Her nightwear consisted of a simple white t-shirt and grey booty shorts that she wore over her undergarments. The incredible moment from only a few minutes ago played repeatedly in her mind as she fought to keep a girlish squeal inside.

Everything was new to her, but she kept herself composed and made a silent promise to not freak out. The pit in her stomach that had bothered her for so long was finally gone, instead replaced by the feeling of butterflies flittering around. It wasn't entirely pleasant, but it left her with a calm warm feeling and a large earnest smile on her cheeks.

Her thought on that brought her hands to rest where Izuku's had, but it wasn't the same feeling of all-encompassing warmth that his had been. Next she brought her hand to her lips where she could still feel the lingering presence of where his had pressed against her. Miruko lost her battle against another small giggle that escaped her.

When she reached her hand up to her neck, the area was still sensitive to the touch. A blush dusted her cheeks as she remembered Izuku's bold move there and her own involuntary noise that had escaped. Her thoughts drifted to everything that had happened, but they also trailed off to everything that hadn't happened. Deep in the dark recesses of her mind that she vigorously beat down, she questioned what would have happened if no one interrupted them.

'I wonder if we could do that again? The moment felt like it lasted forever, but now that it's over I feel like it was a blink. It was nowhere near long enough; his touch is already fading.' Another giggle escaped her as she blushed scarlet and rolled around again holding her pillow to her chest. Deep in the rational side of her mind, the thought did cross her that many obstacles and judgments would be thrown their way. If anything was to come about, such as a real and lasting relationship, they would have to face many hardships.

Rumi however, ignored those thoughts for the far more pleasant ones of when she could again kiss Izuku. Sleep was like a blissful and fluffy cloud that encompassed her in its warm embrace. She fell asleep with a soft smile and was calm with no thoughts of any struggles that she may face ahead.

Moring came quick, and she had a sublime sleep of thoughtless dreams. Rumi gave a stretch feeling her muscles all relaxed and well rested. After she finished the rest of her morning stretches and routines, she placed her sleepwear on her bed and grabbed her training clothes for the day.

They were very similar, the tank top having her arms exposed and the shorts slightly longer extending to her mid-thigh. She thought about her choice a moment before she looked down at herself, a small idea to tease Izuku came to her mind. Instead, she reached into her bag and grabbed the clothes she normally wore when she practiced her boxing skills.

Rumi grabbed the black sports bra and workout shorts that tightly clung to her frame and exposed a great deal of her wheat colored skin. She dragged her hands over the swell of her breasts and down her flat and sculpted abdomen with a smirk of pleasure. After she dug out the black fingerless workout gloves to complete her outfit, a hand was placed to her chest as she thought of Izuku and what he would think of the outfit.

Miruko went through all her memories with a fresh set of eyes, and had concluded that Izuku did enjoy her figure. She had never put much focus into it aside from being in shape for her Hero work, but from the few glances she had caught from him, he liked it. The thought left her giddy as she remembered the instances she had caught him looking, Izuku seemed to rake his eyes across her body despite appearing not too.

When she thought to just the previous night, Rumi remembered the way his glazed eyes dipped down to her cleavage. Beneath her hand she felt her heart thump harder as she remembered that just after that he had almost grabbed her ass. She fought back her thoughts as much as she could, but the idea of what may have happened had her chest beating harder.

Her mind drifted back to the moment and she felt herself surprised by how she had acted. While she had initially pushed Izuku against the wall and taken the first step in the kiss, he had given as good as he got. Rumi always believed that it would be more one sided, whether it was him overpowering her or the other way around. Instead it had been a very even moment of equal participation.

She was surprised, because it didn't make her feel weak or angry to release control to another person. Miruko felt nothing but trust, and dare she hope, mutual love between them in the moment. As she shook the thoughts aside, she instead focused on what her plan for training throughout the day would be. The idea could sit for a while as she decided that first she would see what Aizawa and Vlad had planned for their classes.

Rumi pushed down the minor trepidation that festered when she grabbed the door handle for her room. Deep down she knew that once she stepped outside the bubble of her room, she would have to fully embrace Miruko and be ruthless. Much as she would wish for nothing more than to be alone training with Izuku like during his work study again, it wouldn't happen.

She had agreed to help U.A. and train the prospective students which meant she would have to focus on more than just him. At the same time, a small feeling of dread settled over her about how he would react after what had happened. They hadn't spoken anything other than each other's names, but they hadn't needed to, at least she thought so.

Her thoughts pushed down, Rumi opened her door and stepped out as Miruko. Grin in place and wide, she strutted out to where she heard groggy and tired voices coming form the students. She caught Aizawa tossing a ball up and down briefly as he explained to class 1-B the test he had given to his own students on day one. Intrigued she slowly made her way over until she stood next to Vlad and Aizawa.

Both teachers gave her a side glance at her outfit, and she in turn did the same. When on duty it made sense to always be in costume as they were, but out here it didn't make sense to her. That and her costume was ninety percent cosmetic, aside from her plated boots her abilities where all her, no gear needed. She looked over the students and caught their various gazes as well, she felt a small thumping of her heart at the attention she was receiving.

The boys all looked at her with lust, but that wasn't anything new to her. Some tried to hide it better than others, it was still obvious to her. Her glance to the girls said it was either in jealousy or pride of what they could become with enough training. She looked for Izuku and his glance as her heart thumped harder, once she did catch his eyes though, her heart clenched and slowed.

Despite all the training and confidence she had installed into him, she expected a blush, splutter, or some reaction. Instead what she saw was a clearly disheveled Izuku, whose eyes looked dead and appeared to look through her. A horrible and painful clenching of her chest overtook her as she placed a hand to her bosom in hopes of alleviating it.

She turned her head to the side and focused on Aizawa. Rumi knew if she didn't, a tear may escape her. Things had changed between them, she knew that, but she had believed it would only be for the better. Rumi hadn't expected the cold and almost lifeless gaze that Izuku carried, it hurt greatly. Her heart ached at the sight of him, if she had caused it she couldn't bear the pain, on the other hand, if she could fix it, she would do anything she could.

"We will use the ball test as a point to express the true purpose of this training camp. I've been watching your individual progress, and while it's impressive, it's also not fast enough. Bakugo, Midoriya, step up. You two are the perfect examples for what I want to showcase." Miruko watched them both go forward and again fought down the pain of looking at Izuku as he was.

"Last time we did this test Bakugo, you scored 705.2 M. Midoriya, you got 705.3 M, but broke your finger in the process. Before you throw, let me instead ask your classmates, how far do you think they can throw it now?" Question directed at the class, Miruko listened in as they debated that it would have to be around one Kilometer. Aizawa grinned wicked at that and his hair seemed to float as he passed the ball to Katsuki.

"Die!" His shout was met with little surprise by all those who knew him, but she watched as his smirk fell when Aizawa turned the measuring device. When it beeped and showed 715.6 M, barely further that what Aizawa said he had initially thrown she caught onto the purpose of the display. She then watched Izuku step up with a far off look in his eyes, the light smell of ozone picked up as his green electric energy surrounded him.

With a small break in the sound barrier much like Katsuki's throw, Aizawa grinned wicked again and turned the device. Izuku had thrown 715.4 M, less than Katsuki, unlike the first time, but both still incredibly close. The students quickly erupted into conversation and debates over why their two best students had seemed to barely improve.

"The answer is simple; you haven't been training your Quirks to their fullest extent. Midoriya, you have been on the right path, not breaking yourself and all that, but there is still more to go. The experiences each of you have gotten are invaluable, that's true, but you have let your other skills fall to the wayside. Bakugo, your improvement has mostly been mentally and physically for your body, as is true for the rest of you.

"Your quirks are a different matter though. We need to push them until you can't anymore, then push further and break you down. Quirks are much like muscles in that regard; rip and tear them apart, and once they recover they will be stronger than ever before. I'm sure you've heard it before, but that's our style. Find your limit then break past it and don't look back- Plus Ultra." Aizawa smirked as he sent a gaze out to the students before him. Rumi watched his hair float back down before he turned to her.

"Me and Vlad will keep an eye on everything. In the meantime, Miruko, since you are our extra security and trainer you can have your pick of the students." She nodded her head and thought for a moment before she faced him. Her thoughts on Izuku would have to be pushed aside for now as she raised her arms and stretched them. No mind was payed to the action, but she did cross her arms under her bust which caused it to smush together and lift emphasizing her admirable size.

"And what of the rest of the brats? Surely the two of you can't watch over all of them yourselves?" She posed her question before her ear twitched and she caught the noise behind her.

"That's where we come in handy, meow! Back together and fully assembled now, Wild, Wild Pussycats full version!" Miruko and the students turned to take in the four Pro Heroes in their pose of power again. She still found it cute and funny in her mind, as such she fought down a small giggle.

"With my Search I can watch over all of you no problem." Ragdoll gave a small smirk as she stuck out her tongue at the edge of her lips.

"Depending on your needs I'll use my Earth Flow and create you the ideal environment to train in." Pixie Bob gave a grin as she blew kisses again at all the students present. Miruko nodded along before she started pointing to various people.

"Then I'll start without pause- Mina Ashido, Eijiro Kirishima, Shoto Todoroki, Momo Yaoyorozu, Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Itsuka Kendo, Yui Kodai, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Setsuna Tokage, those ten are coming with me. Be warned, I'm going to put you through a worse hell than anyone else. You aren't allowed to run away either, so expect pain and do your best to survive my kicks." She grinned wide as she stared down the selected students.

They each looked at her with various responses, but she was glad to see none of them were negative. Her grin was full and in place as she walked over to Pixie Bob and requested what she wanted for her training area. When the other Hero looked at her in interest, Miruko returned it with her familiar smirk and a gleam in her eye.

The request was quickly made, and a large dome of earth was created roughly the size of a football field. She gestured for all the students to enter before Pixie Bob closed the entrance behind them. Miruko looked over her designated proteges for the day and was hit with a sad pang as Izuku still looked as dead eyed as earlier. Everything else had to be put aside though, as such she shook her head and smirked wide.

"You have the basic concept from Eraser, use your Quirk's to the fullest and then keep using them. All of you will be my opponents. However, you will be in pairs of two, that person is your teammate and the only person you can work together with. Consider all other teams your enemy. The first team to draw blood or land a solid hit will be the victor.

"Ashido and Kirishima, Todoroki and Yaoyorozu, Bakugo and Kodai, Tokage and Tetsutetsu, Midoriya and Kendo, those are your teams. Try and make this worth my while, and I'll promise to leave no lasting injuries. Expect plenty of bruises and sore muscles though." She brought her hand up and gestured for them to attack as she brought one foot up and bounced on the other. Being barefoot would allow her a better grip of the earth, but without her boots her kick's power would be less lethal, more crippling pain.

Miruko watched each team pair together and discuss their abilities slightly before she attacked. She wanted to give them the best chance of survival that she could, after all it wouldn't be fun otherwise. Once a few moments had passed and they were all faced towards her and tensed she smirked widely.

"Don't give up too quick. Entertain me!" She charged in and went for Kirishima first. His reaction was good, and he activated his Quirk before her blow landed. That didn't stop her punch from breaking through as she sucker-punched his gut and he spat out all of his air.

"Simple Quirks like yours don't take much thought, mine is much the same. Tetsutetsu, you take this to heart as well, either don't break and be the ultimate wall, or if you do break harden again so quick that it doesn't matter. You both lack strength and durability right now, so learn through your pain." To empathize her point, Miruko bounced from her spot straight into Tetsutetsu and gutted him just like Kirishima. The difference was that he wasn't quick enough to activate his Quirk and took her punch full force, as such he retched and tried to hold down his breakfast.

Miruko retreated to the center of her arena and continued to bounce on one foot as she taunted the other students. Bakugo was the first to charge her and Miruko watched as Kodai supported him from behind. A small pebble that was flying towards her suddenly turned into a large boulder that blocked her view and covered Katsuki.

"Die!" His call gave his intentions away. Miruko thumped the ground hard and shot fifty feet into the air out of sight. As Bakugo blasted the boulder and sent shards everywhere she noted how long it took for him to notice she wasn't there and start searching. She could tell his instincts were sharp as he caught her image before she landed with a small crouch.

From her lowered position Miruko shot forward and past Bakugo before he could move, she landed next to Yui and grinned up at her. The stoic girls eyes widened slightly as she attempted to throw out a punch, Miruko dodged with no effort and pulled back a fist.

"There is nothing wrong with Quirks better suited for support, but that generally means you're weak up close. Think about how you can improve and better utilize your Quirk." Her words said, her punch landed true and Yui collapsed holding her stomach, Katsuki came behind her in the pause and attempted an explosion at her back. Before it could go off she swept his feet and he grunted as he landed on his back.

"You're brash, but bold, and that can take you far. On the other hand, you rely on your sweat for stronger explosions, and self-destruction isn't the right way. Learn to increase your power with less sweat or less strain to your muscles. Break them down and let them heal if you need to. Truthfully, you already are stronger than some pros, but don't let that inflate your ego, there's still a long way to the top." With a spin flourish she landed a kick to his side and Bakugo bounced before he crashed into the earth wall.

A spike of ice caused her to retreat before a wave of flames followed it. The attacks were easy enough for her to avoid- they might have been powerful, but they lacked speed and precision. She knew he had good control over the ice, but his flame had no temperament to it. Her ear twitched and caught the slight click of gears grinding before she dodged the cannon ball net aimed at her from behind.

"Your teamwork is good, looks like you have experience working together. Its still not good enough." She dodged another ice attack and swung a kick into the back of Shoto's knee. When he collapsed down she gripped him into a headlock and pined his legs, preventing him from standing back up. He gripped at her arm around his neck, but he couldn't pry it loose, when he went to activate his Quirk she gave a 'light' reprimand in the form of a knee to his ribs.

"You think too little, and your teammate thinks too much. Yaoyorozu, you locked up- decide on an idea and run with it, because perfection doesn't happen on the battlefield. And you Todoroki, you could use your ice or fire on me, but I'm so close that it would also affect you. Elemental Quirks are incredibly versatile, so stop thinking so narrowly." Miruko increased her pressure and Shoto quickly fell into unconsciousness.

She looked down and felt a small piece of flesh attached to her leg. It gave a slight tugging force and she was forced into a split as the flesh held her down against the ground. Miruko looked up and saw the floating dismembered body of Setsuna. Her smirk returned before she punched the flesh on her leg, she could tell it didn't cause a lot of pain, but Setsuna did flinch slightly.

Miruko spun from her split position and pounced into the air as Tokage tried to recollect her pieces. When she was right before the young girl, Miruko watched as she closed her eyes and crossed her arms. She expected a punch, but instead Miruko flipped her body and aimed her legs at the girl. A swift kick out to the air sent a bullet of wind pressure to crash into Tokage and knock her down but also flung Miruko hurtling toward the ground.

With a spin and another kick she offset her speed before she cleaned up the remaining students attacking her without mercy. Once she was done, the only ones left were Izuku and Itsuka, as they had stayed back and watched all the other fights play out. From the beginning of the fight, only around ten minutes in total had passed. As such, Miruko was still in peak condition, no signs of fatigue present as she grinned down the last two.

Izuku looked focused, but she could still tell that his gaze felt empty. He nodded to Kendo, and Miruko watched as two tendrils of Blackwhip shot out from his arm. Both wrapped around Itsuka, one around her waist, the other around her upper torso. She was lifted from the ground and then hurtled with frightful speed at Miruko.

The distance between them was covered in a moment before Kendo was upon Miruko. Both excelled in close range combat, but Miruko had the edge in technique, speed, and experience. Itsuka offset her disadvantage admirably well with her Quirk, but Miruko easily saw the flaw. She went to strike the girl down, but before she could the tendril around her waist yanked her back and Miruko missed.

In the next instance Izuku was upon her with the force of a hurricane as he attacked. As he trained with her personally and she had taken him on as an apprentice of sorts, he knew her moves better than most anyone. Because of that, Miruko had her toughest challenge yet. She had to admit it was clever to swap out and then team up using various combos with Izuku's Blackwhip, but she wasn't holding back.

"You have a good simple Quirk, but your activation time is slow. Keep working on that and don't limit your thinking about what you can do. A foundation of martial arts is good, but I can tell you've focused on your fists, don't forgot you have legs." Miruko swung low and swept Itsuka before she slammed a foot into the side of her head. With a turn she was faced with Izuku, the last one standing.

He punched a fist forward at what looked to her to be 20%, and she had to dodge the air blast it created. His opening attack allowed Izuku to charge in close to her and engage in combat, but Miruko saw his every move. Just because he had trained with her and knew all her moves, the same was also true of her. Miruko knew Izuku's every ability.

The way he implemented them however, had changed.

When she went in for a punch, Izuku stabbed Blackwhip into the ground and halted his movements. It was reminiscent of what he had done for Itsuka only moments earlier, so Miruko anticipated it better the second time and didn't overextend. She used her momentum to instead roll and grab Izuku's legs with hers and trip him up.

With her roll complete Izuku was on his back and Miruko sat on his waist, Izuku's legs pinned in place. She looked down and hoped to see some spark of the previous night in his eyes as she gazed deep. Instead she saw only deep sadness as he seemed to gaze at her in what she believed to be regret or self-hatred.

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me for how I acted." His words greatly confused Miruko as she loosed her hold on his legs. Once she did Izuku escaped her hold and rolled away so his back faced Miruko. As he turned from her and helped Itsuka to stand up, Miruko felt a deep and painful pang in her chest. She shook her head and wiped the tears trying to surface as she beat down the hurt that coursed through her entire body.

A.N: Not everything is always sunshine and rainbows in paradise is it? Just as they come together I rip them apart viciously; I hope you're not too mad. The only thing I can say is that tension is a great literary writing tool, much like foreshadowing and cliffhangers. Also, if you enjoy my work and feel like supporting me please check out my Ko-fi under the same name holliswriting, all lowercase no spaces.