To U.A!
~A/N~ Hey all. Chapter Four is out. I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter Start!
Hitoshi laid on his back, looking at the ceiling. His mind was running over the last twenty-four hours. The exam hadn't gone as well as he had hoped. If he was honest, he had failed the practical portion. He had only managed to beat down four robots with a broken pipe he had found. Then after the exam... his eyes drifted towards the bathroom where Izumi was currently showering.
'What do I do about this?' Hitoshi asked himself. Looking back to the ceiling, his mind started to wander again.
"I know that look," Hitoshi's thoughts shattered as he nearly fell out of bed. He wasn't expecting her out so quickly.
"What look?" Hitoshi asked.
"You're regretting what we did," Izumi said while moving to her dresser.
"No, I don't... well kind of but," His rambling was silenced by Izumi dropping her towel so she could start getting dressed. Hitoshi's face flushed red seeing Izumi in all her glory... again. This time, however, something was visible that wasn't before. He'd not seen her back before. Her entire back was covered in scars. It looked like someone had whipped her.
"I know you're regretting it. You regret it because you don't love me. Because we aren't dating. Because we barely know each other. You're regretting it because you feel like I used you or you used me. Am I close?" Izumi asked while dressing.
Hitoshi let a long sigh out. "Yeah," he replied slowly.
"So about you, just go ahead and ask the question you're thinking too," Izumi added a smirk etched on her face.
"You're good a reading people," Hitoshi said, his eyes trailing over Izumi's now clothed form.
"I have my moments," Izumi replied as she moved to the bed.
"I guess I just want to know why you were so quick to sleep with me?" Hitoshi asked.
"Oh, that's simple. I enjoy sex," Izumi replied as if it was obvious. {1}
"That simple?" Hitoshi asked.
Izumi smiled, dropping onto the bed. "Don't get me wrong. I don't just open my legs for anyone who wants some. If someone catches my eye, I'll talk them up a bit see if I like them. If they don't raise any red flags, I'll take the next step," she explained.
"How many?" Hitoshi asked.
"You're the fifth guy, and I've been with three girls," Izumi replied nonchalantly while kicking her legs back and forth of the side of the bed.
"Oh," Hitoshi said.
"What part surprised you? How few guys or that I've slept with girls?" Izumi asked, laying back.
"A bit of both actually. I kind of just figured the number would be a bit higher since you seemed so eager last night. And who isn't a little surprised when they hear someone bats for both teams," Hitoshi replied.
"I'm sure the number would be a lot higher if I wasn't trapped under my parent's thumb until I was seventeen," Izumi said.
"Right... I forgot about that," Hitoshi's face flushed red.
"No worries. Honestly, I'm surprised you still wanted to have fun after learning I'm their kid. None of the others did," Izumi replied with a chuckle.
"Really?" Hitoshi asked.
"Oh yeah. Two of the guys and all three girls claimed 'You're trying to break me to your will,' when they found out," Izumi laughed.
"And the other two guys?" Hitoshi asked.
"One laughed then left without a word while I was in the shower. The other claimed I was trying to steal his seed so I could, and I quote 'Make the next generation of monsters'," Izumi's laugh echoed a bit louder.
"Wow, full of himself," Hitoshi laughed.
"Oh yeah. He's the reason I get to know the person a little bit first," Izumi replied.
"So, what happens now?" Hitoshi asked.
"Well, that depends on you," Izumi replied while sitting up to look at Hitoshi. "We can continue doing this. We can split and leave it at that. Or we can just be friends,"
"I think I'd like the third option," Hitoshi said.
"Sounds fine. You can get cleaned up and leave when you're ready," Izumi said before leaning in. "One last one," She added before kissing Hitoshi.
~Later~
Hitoshi paused at his front door. He knew his roommate was going to be there. Unless it was to train his quirk or work out, he barely left the apartment.
"I'm back," Hitoshi said, stepping into his shared home.
"So who was the lucky lady?" his roommate's voice echoed out from the living room.
"No one I'm going to tell you about Denki," Hitoshi replied, beelining it to the kitchen. He needed something to eat.
"Oh, come on, man. I'd tell you if you asked," Denki called out.
"I'd never ask. I respect your privacy," Hitoshi shot back while digging through the fridge.
"Bull, you asked about my girlfriend," Denki retorted.
"I was just assuring my assumption. She hadn't shown up in two weeks, and you were acting like someone shot your dog," Hitoshi replied. He quickly regretted it. "Sorry,"
"You're fine. I'm over her. Honestly, I probably dodged a bullet with her," Denki replied.
"Wow, you really have moved on," Hitoshi said, entering the living room with a soda and a sandwich.
"Oh yeah. Don't get me wrong I miss the sex, but after I really thought about it, I was totally whipped. Like I had to ask her before I did anything," Denki explained.
"You don't need to tell me. I watched it all happen," Hitoshi replied, dropping onto their couch.
"I should've listened to you when you said it was a bad idea," Denki smiled.
"Yeah, you should've. Too late now," Hitoshi smiled back.
"So you won't tell me who. How about where?" Denki asked.
"Uh..." Hitoshi blushed.
"No way. You picked up a girl at the entrance exam?" Denki asked.
"Sort of," Hitoshi replied.
"You know if you both make it in, you're probably gonna see her a lot," Denki said, smiling at Hitoshi.
"I didn't do too well in the practical. I'll probably be in Gen Ed. at best," Hitoshi said with a sigh.
"Aw come on, man. You gotta believe in yourself," Denki shot back.
"It's not about believing. The freaking practical portion was robots! I can't use my quirk on robots," Hitoshi growled out, finally letting his anger out.
"Worst case scenario is you win your way into the heroics course via the Sports Festival," Denki suggested.
"Actually, the worst case is I don't get in at all. You're seeing the best case," Hitoshi shot back.
"Nah, Best, the best case is you're in the heroics course," Denki countered.
"True. So hope for the best, expect the middle," Hitoshi said.
"I'd rather hope and expect the best," Denki before he started laughing.
"Whatever man," Hitoshi shook his head. "I'm going to take a nap.
"Ah, didn't get much sleep last night?" Denki joked.
"I didn't get any," Hitoshi shot back. His face went red a moment later. With Denki now laughing his ass off, he took his leave.
~A week later~
Izumi sat, staring at the letter in her hands. She hadn't felt this nervous in years. Not since she had first learned how to transform correctly. Back before she knew how evil her parents were. With a shake of her head, she banished her dark thoughts and returned to her current predicament.
"Why am I so nervous over this?" Izumi asked herself. She just kept staring at the letter. Taking a long breath, Izumi finally worked up the guts and tore the letter open.
As she tore open the letter, she failed to see a small metal disk fall onto the table. "I AM HERE! AS A PROJECTION!"
"Jesus!" Izumi screams, jumping back, sending her over the back of her couch. "Was not expecting that," She adds while laying on her back.
'splat' Izumi sighs, feeling Wratharion's tongue hit her cheek. "Could've done without that,"
"Now then," All Might's voice started getting Izumi to scramble to her feet. Wratharion in her arms now. "Izumi Midoriya, You scored and perfect on the written portion of the exam," Izumi smiled happily, hearing she had aced the exam.
"As for the practical. You scored an astounding two-hundred seventeen points," All Might said his smile seeming to gleam as he spoke. "You earned yourself the second-highest score in U.A. history with that," Izumi froze. Second-highest score on top of a perfect written exam. That meant that she was.
"So it gives me great honor to welcome you to The U.A. University of Heroics," All Might said with his trademark smile.
"I DID IT!" Izumi screamed in joy. She had made it. She was officially a U.A. student. Her dream was finally more than just a dream. She could be a hero.
~Hitoshi & Denki's Apartment~
Hitoshi stared at the wall. This was beyond everything he expected. It was the best possible outcome. "I made it," he said softly. As if saying it too loud would wake him from whatever dream he was having. Unable to truly believe it, Hitoshi pinched himself. He had to be sure he wasn't dreaming. Pain. So he was awake. It wasn't a dream. He was in the hero course. Joy. The purest form of it bubbled up inside. Unable to contain it for another moment, he jumped to his feet.
"I MADE IT!" he screamed at the top of his lungs before falling back onto his bed. He barely registered hearing Denki shouting back to him. Nothing could ruin this day now. He was on cloud nine and wasn't coming down anytime soon.
~End Notes~ I hope you liked the chapter. Let me know what you thought.
{1} So, in the aftermath of the surprise implied sexual moments in the last chapter, I decided to make that Izumi's main thing. She'll still geek out over quirks and analyze them, but now she also enjoys a good lay. So yes, she's probably going to sleep with several of her classmates. I'm still not sure if I want to actually write the actions or just leave them as Implied, so my story doesn't get taken down on F.F. We'll see, I guess.
