The sounds of chatter and laughter filled the ballroom, as guests young and old, just arriving or having been there since the beginning, conversed with one another. The lights on the walls and from the hanging chandeliers were dimmed, making them not too bright but also not too dark, giving the room a warm and cozy feeling. It helped make the guests feel comfortable and more open to conversation.
Next to one of the walls, away from the big crowd and million and billionaires stood Momo Yaoyorozu, dressed in an elegant, Catalina blue bandage bodycon dress. The dress, which was held up by spaghetti straps on her shoulders, reached down to her ankles and clung to her body nicely, showing off her mature figure, but also at the same time not being too sexualized. The dress had been modified per Momo's request, mind you. The original dress had shown off more of her muscular back and the top of her breasts, so she had her tailors add some material to cover up some of her back, and more to the front to help hide more of her voluptuous bosom. Sadly, her mother didn't see why Momo would want to hide anything and had the tailors make a small slit in the dress, making the top of her inner breasts peak out through the blue.
On top of her mother's interference, Momo huffed, annoyed, as she stared at the wave of people in her family's ballroom, attending yet another party her parents threw at least once a month. Her parents would often pick charities and set a goal of money to donate, and convinced other rich people to donate to help out. Once the goal was met, her parents would throw a party like this in celebration. Of course, that was one of their reasons to have these parties. Her parents had a more…sinister reasoning for having them once a month.
"Momo Yaoyorozu! What a pleasure to finally meet your acquittance!" A male voice called out, causing her to sigh. Turning her gaze from the crowd she watched as three boys roughly her age, maybe give or take a year, approached her.
One boy was a Caucasian male with slicked back brown hair and brown eyes. He stood at an impressive six feet, with an average build, and wore a black suit with red tie. It was hard to tell what his quirk was based on his appearance, but it definitely wasn't mutant.
The second boy was also a Caucasian male with spikey black hair and red eyes. He was a whole foot shorter and stood at five feet, with a…less than stellar build (chubby, he was very chubby), and wore an azure blue suit with navy blue tie. Again, it was difficult to tell what his quirk was based off of appearance.
The last boy has a more outlandish physique. He stood at a far more impressive 6'5, with a build full of bulging muscles and thick arms. His skin was red, his eyes (sclera and pupils) were entirely yellow, and his head had no trace of hair. He was in a golden suit with matching tie. It was beyond easy to tell what quirk he had. It was mutant, based on the fact he had four arms. Two hung at his side while the other two were crossed across his chest.
Time to play nice, she supposed.
"Hello there, I don't believe we've met before. You are?" She asked, putting on a fake smile.
"Where are my manners?! Allow me to introduce ourselves. My name is Daichi Ena, my four-armed friend is Kaori Kin, and my short companion is Kentaro Futoi." Ena introduced himself and his friends, who nodded and waved respectively. "We hope we weren't interrupting anything; your mother had pointed you out to us and, well, here we are."
Annnnd there it was, the main reason her parents had these parties. They've always been hell bent on finding her a boyfriend from a wealthy family, in hopes they would have a child to carry on the family legacy. They always bought her skimpy and revealing dresses and usually had her walk around, parading her off for all to see and to hopefully catch the eye of any single guy that was roughly her age. While she loved her parents, the stunts they pulled sickened her to every degree imaginable.
"Well, it's nice to meet you all."
"Say, would you like to leave and go do something with us? It's getting quite boring in here, wouldn't you agree?" Ena questioned, tone low, attempting to be cool and suave. Momo felt uneasy under the gaze of him and his friends; they were setting off some major red flags.
"Are you single?" Futoi asked, before being slapped on the back of the head by Kin.
She could tell he wasn't the brightest of the bunch.
"I'm flattered, but sadly I must decline. You see, I'm already in a relationship." She informed politely, not liking the way Ena's eyes narrowed.
"Oh? And with who, may I ask?"
Before she could answer, an arm wrapped securely around her shoulders, and she was pulled flushed against a strong body. She blushed at the contact, and stared at the person out of the corner of her eye.
"Are these friends of yours, dear?" Izuku asked as he held onto Momo securely and protectively, eyes narrowed at the three males in front of him. His dragon instincts were flaring right now, his mind telling him they were not to be trusted.
"J-Just some guests Izuku." Momo informed, voice cracking from having him so close. He was so warm. "G-Gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to my boyfriend. Izuku Midoriya; you may recognize him as the winner of the UA sports festival."
Izuku wore a black tuxedo with matching dress shoes, and a dark green tie. His hair was slicked back and tamed, courtesy of the stylists Momo usually hired for herself.
"Yeah I know the guy! Dude you kicked ass at the sports festival, I'm a huge fan!" Kin informed, causing Ena to scoff in annoyance.
"A little convenient, wouldn't you say? Last I heard you hadn't had a boyfriend before tonight, and now you do? Shady, if I do say so myself."
"Are you calling our love a sham?" Izuku questioned, causing the girls cheeks to turn a dark shade of red.
As much as she loved to hear him say 'their love', that wasn't a part of their agreed plan. The plan was to hold hands, hug, and do small things a couple would do throughout the night to keep up their charade. Not that she didn't mind, but what had gotten into him? She had never seen him to possessive and protective.
"Well then please, prove it. Unless of course you're lying." Ena challenged with a smirk.
Izuku…did not like that smirk. In fact, he didn't like anything about these guys. Everything about them seemed villain-ish, from the way they watched them to their aura. He felt himself twitch, his body telling him to do one anything with his mind telling him to do the opposite.
With a grunt Izuku leaned down, lips meeting the flesh that was Momo's cheek. The VP of 1A blushed brightly, lighting up like a Christmas tree as Izuku kissed her. Holding the kiss for a solid five seconds, Izuku pulled back and stared at Ena with a smile.
"Good enough for ya?"
"Oh please, a kiss on the cheek is nothing. I was thinking of something more…exquisite, something more passionate." Ena informed. "Miss Yaoyorozu, why not come with us? I'm sure we could show you a more thrilling time." He said, him and his lackies smirking.
Those smirks, mixed with his tone made the fake daters feel queasy. Why were these guys so creepy? Did they seriously think any girl would willing go with them with their attitudes like this? Two words summed up these guys: gross and creepy.
Another twitch ran its way through Izuku's body, he could feel scales slowly start to form on his right hand. He fought and fought the urge to dragon up and attack them. Why was this happening? Diablo said this would only happen when his friends were in grave danger, and as far as he could tell, the only danger Momo was in was getting a headache from these guys.
Guess he had to play this guy's game in order to get them to leave him and Momo alone. Passionate and exquisite huh? Yeah, he could do that.
Without warning and with fluid motion he turned and Momo towards one another, two arms found wrapped around her lower back, and wide eyes met wild ones. The distance between them was closed, and Momo vision was obscured by green as something warm and soft pressed against her lips.
For a few seconds her mind went blank, body freezing in surprise as the boy she liked was kissing her, pulling her body flush against his own possessively. It was a statement of sorts, saying she belonged to him, that no one else was allowed to touch as he was doing.
She didn't know why, but the thought was very appealing.
Her brain came back online after a few seconds, and auto-pilot was turned on. Her arms wrapped around his body, keeping the two locked in their kiss. Her hand combed through his hair, causing a growl of approval to escape his throat. She was confused at the feeling of two little nubs on the top of his head. They were quickly forgotten about as he licked her lips, asking for permission to enter.
She allowed it.
Her back arched, and a moan escaped as his tongue slowly made its way into her mouth. The slimy appendage met her own and the two wrestled, battling for dominance. She shivered, feeling his wrap around her own.
Why was it so long?
Eventually the need for air forced the two apart, much to their disappointment. They gasped once finally breaking apart, panting for air as they stared into each other's eyes. There was an emotion hidden in their gazes, one that made them shudder in delight upon seeing. Izuku's face was red in appearance, but Momo's was a darker shade.
"Proof enough for you?" Izuku asked, breaking his faze from Momo to stare at the three boys. They flinched under his gaze, because when he looked away from Momo to them, his pupils had become slits, just like a cat or snake.
Ena merely tch'd in annoyance and nodded, but he and his lackeys walked away. This caused Izuku to smile in victory, before he suddenly remembered what had just occurred. Looking back to Momo, they each must've realized the position they were in because they each pulled away, blushing brightly.
"I-I'm so s-sorry Yaoyorozu! M-My dragon quirk was telling me not to trust those guys and I wanted them away from you and I-"
"I-It's fine Midoriya." Momo found her voice, thankful that it didn't crack. "W-We're a couple after all, right? And kissing is…is what couples do, correct?" She questioned.
Izuku remembered that yes, they were 'dating' right now, which meant he shouldn't freak out over kissing his 'girlfriend'. Especially since he did not want those guys near her again.
"Y-Yeah, you're r-right."
"And to keep this charade up…maybe we should do that again once or twice more? To really sell the idea that we're together." She spoke, face turning redder. Izuku's face matched her own, and he nodded.
It was for the good of the charade, after all.
(Next day, Izuku's home)
Izuku sighed as he threw a third bottle of empty air freshener into the trash, the home finally smelling like lavender and not…his seed.
He couldn't help himself! The memories of kissing Momo (numerous times) was still fresh in his mind, and feeling her so close was amazing, especially when his heightened sense of smell picked up a heavenly scent amid their kissing that was traced back to Momo.
It also didn't help that this morning he finally decided to take a look at the pictures Mina had sent him from the sports festival. One had been a front view picture of a blushing and shirtless Jiro (Izuku now knew she wore purple bras), one had been of Momo and Uraraka (both shirtless) hugging one another and staring into the camera blushing, their breasts pressed tightly against one another, the third was of Toru (pants less) bending over, and the final was of Ashido herself in her bra and panties, thumb hooked under her waistband and slowly pulling down. This didn't show anything explicit, but now Izuku had the knowledge that she shaved down there.
The boy had been in the bathroom for a whole hour doing his business, and was thankful his mom was out with Kacchan's parents…oh his poor toilet.
With another sigh Izuku jumped onto the couch and turned the TV on, hoping to find something good to watch.
Imagine his surprise when he turned the TV on it showed the news channel, and the three boys from last night had their pictures shown. They were all badly beaten.
"Daichi Ena, Kaori Kin, and Kentaro Futoi were apprehended by authorities last night after an attempted drugging and kidnapping of a teen girl at a party. Ena's quirk allows him to make different kinds of drugs by using his bodies fat, Kin's quirk gives him four arms, and Futoi's quick is telekinesis. They had attempted to roofie a girl, but unfortunately for them they ended up picking the wrong target. The girl they targeted had a dual quirk; one makes her immune to the effects of drugs and the other allows her to enlarge different parts of her body at will. The girl in question was quick to beat up the three individuals before calling police. The three criminals will be tried as adults. Now for the weather with-"
Izuku tuned out after that, allowing the information to sink in. That…could've been Momo had he not been there. His friend could've been kidnapped and gods know what else if he hadn't agreed to help her out.
He was thankful for agreeing, and for his dragon quirk to let him know they were not to be trusted. And above all, he was thankful they had been arrested and charged for their crimes.
The world was a crazy place.
(Good news? This chapter didn't take me like 4 weeks like the last one. Bad news...idk. I'm still sick i guess?)
(Join the gang next time for their internship picks)