Cat: MHA X Yu Yu Hakusho

Title: Nemuri and Inko's year of depravity

Rating: M

Summary: The Rated-R heroine: Midnight earned that name for not only her quirk, but her promisquis views on sex and being a nymphomaniac within the Hero Community. Myidoria Inko is a simple accountant who's only tie to the Hero Community is her Quirkless Son who wants to be a hero. These two have nothing in common, but one event will bring them together.

Sup so this is a prequal to my current crossover fic. Izuku won't be taking center stage here. Honestly I'm just doing this part for kicks and partly because I've come to love the backstory I did behind Nemuri and Inko. I think I'm going to enjoy writing this more then the main fic

Warning: mentions and depictions of sexual assault and harassment for chapter 1. This is your warning.

I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or My Hero Acadamia

"OMG!" speech

"I'm going to devour you," thought

"Last night was amazing," text/phone/Radio/TV

"Sleep," attacks

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Chapter 1: Train ride to Lust

Location: Musafa City, Japan

Place: Business District train station

Time: 1545

Rush hour... How much she hated rush-hour. Not the American Pre-quirk movie. No the real Rush hour, where the world slowed to a crawl and everyone took time getting from point B to point A. Midoriya Inko really disliked rush hour.

Inko was quite the beautiful if somewhat plain woman. She was quite slim, but she didn't go to the gym as often as she liked. Maybe twice a week with best friend- who Inko often thought was sex on legs- C-cup breasts, long green hair pulled into a messy bun, and peace colored skin that was smooth to the touch, a navy blue pencil skirt that was tight to her body, a white button up shirt with two of the buttons undone showing off just a bit of cleavage, and low quarter heels.

Because of Inko's Job as a Senior Accountant helped a lot with money, even though her... husband did quite well in her overseas job and sent quite the large amount of money every month. On top of Inko's job her and her son could live quite the comfortable life in the countryside, but Inko stayed in the city. All because her little hero loved seeing the pros do their thing.

Personally Inko had problems with the whole hero system as there was something wrong with it She could understand restricting people's quirk usage and the like, but some people were outright discriminated against because of how their quirks worked, how they looked, or worse due to lack of quirk itself... Like her son. You see Inko's son Izuku belonged to the 20 percent that didn't have quirks. However this was more a lie then people realized. Majority of that 20 percent was from the two previous generation. Meaning that most people without quirks were in their late 30's to the early 60. Over the last 20 years that number decreased to people born without quirks to a mere 5 percent.

Over the next 10 minutes the car became full and several people brushed up on Inko. She was use to this as several people were trying to get to and from locations. In fact it wasn't uncommon for Inko to get an entire loop before she was able to get off. Today seemed like one of those days. She resigned herself to her fate when she felt a palm on her ass.

Inko froze up. This wasn't the first time someone had palmed her behind be it accidental or intentional, but this was different. She was frozen in place and couldn't move. Before she knew it someone was rubbing against her and she felt it. A hard on. She was getting molested on the train. She knew that recently there had been a string of attacks on trains across Mustafa were women were paralyzed and then assaulted.

And today she was the victim.

The hand that was palming her ass moved under her skirt and moved aside her panties, before two fingers found their way inside of her. It hurt, but before long she felt a jolt of pleasure rise within her and Inko started to flow like a foundation. Why the hell was she so wet from this. Even her husband couldn't make her this wet this fast. That was when another aspect of report came back to her mind. The touch not only emobilized, but brought extreme pleasure. Inko shivered as she was on the verge of an orgasm, but the man stopped.

"Not the best I ever found, maybe a solid 7, but damn when I fuck you I'm going to make sure to dump enough inside to make sure you have a baby," said the man.

Inko felt fear jump into her heart at this. Izuku was the only child she had. Something she had been amendment about when she and her husband married. While Inko was 38 and it would be harder for her to conceive at her age it wasn't impossible and considering what this man did with just his hands it wasn't that hard to figure out that he could make good on his word.

Zippppppppppp

The sound of a zipper getting undone,

The ruffling of her skirt getting raised.

The tip of a penis near her lower lips

the feeling of it slowly entering her.

Inko wanted to close her eyes and push the feeling away, but knowing that she can't. She wanted to run away, she wanted Izuku... She wanted Hisashi!

"Sleep!" said a voice as a puff of purple gas ended up in the man's face knocking him out.

Inko felt a jacket land on her figure as she looked up. Standing holding the man's collar was defiantly the most beautiful woman Inko had ever seen in her life. She easily towered over Inko's 5'3" at about 5'9, even taller in those heels, curves that put Mitsuki's to shame with Large D-cup breasts and ass for days, long dark purple hair that was pulled into a ponytail with her bangs hanging over her left eye, dark blue eyes, wearing a sleeveless blue shirt that was loose and open that went down to her navel exposing nothing blue flat smooth stomach with the barest hint of muscle, skin tight blue jean pants, and a pair of brown open toed heel sandals.

"You know ladies don't like boys who are to pushy," said the woman glaring at the man.

"T-thank you," said Inko as the paralysis finally ended.

The woman dropped the man into the hands of two men who came over and cuffed the creep before she lowered herself down to a knee.

"I'm sorry I didn't move in sooner, but I had to be sure that this was the man I was after," said the woman.

"I-it's fine," said the greenette.

The woman shuck her head. "No it's not. If anything it's my job to prevent this from happening. I'm a hero after all.

Inko looked at the woman with wide eyes. The woman pulled out her Hero License issued by the Hero Public Safety Commission.

Name: Kayama Nemuri

Hero name: Midnight

Agency: Midnight Hour Heroes

Quirk: Somnambulist

Inko looked at the woman who smiled at her, before she pulled out a small business card and handed it to Inko.

"As an apology I'd like to take you out to dinner," said Nemuri.

"Okay, but not to night. I have to get home to my son. He'll be worried. I need to get dinner ready," said Inko.

Nemuri put her hand on Inko's shoulder. "Don't worry this will be quick. I promise.

Inko nodded. "Okay Midnight-san," said the Greentte.

"I have to get your statement and at least get you checked out by a medical team at the next stop," said Nemuri.

Inko nodded as the next stop was fast approaching. Little did Inko know that this moment would chance her life forever.

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And cut. So I hope you guys enjoyed that.

A/N

1: I'm not going to lie, Nemuri beats Mitsuki -in my option- in the looks department hands down