Momo was gay.
Momo was gay!
Momo was gay!
Momo was gay for her!
What the hell! How on earth did she miss that! She knew everything about Momo, or at least thought she did! If Momo was keeping something gigantic like the super-sized gay-as-hell crush she had on Izumi then what the hell else could she be keeping a secret? No, Momo was very honest, and if Izumi looked back on it all, then it was oh so very clear that Momo wasn't just a little gay.
She was ultra gay.
All those times they cuddled watching movies! All those times Momo had placed Izumi's head on her lap! All those long hugs! All that bra shopping! All those baths!
What was the line between friend and girlfriend?
Had she already crossed it?
That explained why Momo just wasn't interested in boys.
Was that why Izumi wasn't interested in boys?
Was that why she liked boobs so much?
How fucking dense was she?
Izumi squinted her nose and checked her phone for the hundredth time. She had thrown a slew of texts towards Momo that were generally along the lines of "What?" and then there were a dozen or so web searches for trying to find out what the hell she was supposed to do, and whether or not she was gay.
The internet was not much of a help.
The map on the other hand was.
She checked her location and realized that she had walked right past Ryukyu's agency. With a short whine, Izumi spun on her heel and marched towards the elegant-looking office building. Like many smaller agencies Ryukyu's base didn't exactly stand out, then again she was a recent addition to the top ten and only like All Might and Endeavour had entire towers as their agency.
"There you are!"
Izumi let out a squeak when Nejire landed on the ground beside her dressed in her full hero costume.
Which was pretty much just a full-on spandex bodysuit that showed off all of Nejire's curves. Her thick swimmer's thighs were squeezed tight and helped make her wide playful hips look all the more ready to sway and dance, her tight tummy was just begging to be drummed on. Then there were Nejire's boobs.
Izumi had a long history with Nejire's breasts, they were the first time she ever went 'Woah,' and the boob envy was instantaneous. During middle school, Nejire had the biggest and best breasts in their school, but now at U.A. Izumi felt like she stood more than a chance.
But holy shit! Big perky boobs in a tight hero costume were amazing!
She needed to show some cleavage with her costume!
Wait.
Was she gay?
"Did you get lost?" Nejire asked and then wrapped her arms around Izumi causing their chests to squish ever so slightly. "It's okay, I got lost my first time here too and Ryukyu had to come find me! But come on! We need to—"
Nejire paused and pushed Izumi to arm's length, her dark blue eyes with a bright star-like center squinted slightly as Nejire inspected her closely. "Something happened didn't it?"
"Umm…" Izumi let her mouth drone on for far longer than needed as she tried to think of her words to say. "Kinda?"
Kinda? Kinda! That was her response? It wasn't like Momo just kinda said that they were in love and that she was just kinda giving Izumi an entire week to figure out these feelings that she kinda had right before she kinda had to do some super important internship or anything!
Nope!
Just kinda!
"Hmm…" Nejire continued to look at her and then shrugged, her usual bubbliness putting Izumi at ease. "Well, we can talk about it later! In the meantime Ryukyu wants us to go on patrol before the photoshoot! She doesn't want your first time flying with us to be at sunset, cause that's just really tricky and even if we wear super cool sunglasses it's hard to see stuff! But don't worry, the other sidekicks will be going out during that time! But tomorrow we'll be going on a morning flight! And we'll even go on a night patrol too!"
Nejire paused and then looked up towards the roof of the building. "Ryukyu's really thorough about a lot of stuff! And she's excited to meet you! And a bit nervous! She's funny. So come on, I'll show you to the girl's locker room!"
Izumi barely had the time to let out an eep before Nejire dragged her inside the agency.
In a whirl of doors, clothes, stairs, stares, brief introductions, Izumi found herself standing on the roof of the agency dressed in her hero costume, Nejire bouncing happily as she stood next to Ryukyu, the dragon hero.
Ryukyu wasn't exceptionally tall by any means, Momo was taller than her, but she was the tallest one on that roof by a few inches. She had this subtle presence that put Izumi at ease, it was motherlike in the way she stood there, slightly awkwardly, one hand grabbing her other arm. She was beautiful, she was kind, and she was who Izumi had looked up to for a long time.
Her hero costume was like a red version of Itsuka's Qipao, only Ryukyu's went all the way down to her calves, making her leg split look all the more sexy! There was a lot of thigh on display and Izumi was okay with that!
"It's nice to meet you, Izumi," Ryukyu took a few steps toward her and extended a hand. "Nejire has told me a lot about you, and all of it was good, and I was impressed with your results in the sports festival. I'm Ryuko Tatsuma, I hope to be a good instructor to you."
Izumi took her hand, her entire body felt like she was vibrating. "Thank you for picking me Ryu—" she paused and tilted her head to the side. "Ryukyu? Ryuko?"
Which was it?
"Oh!" Nejire jumped behind Ryukyu and grabbed her shoulder. "Her name is Ryuko, and her hero name is Ryukyu, she's not very creative so she just changed the last bit of her name!"
"Thank you Nejire," Ryuko's grip on Izumi's hand tightened just a bit. "Now remind me what your hero name is?"
"It's Nejire-Chan!"
"And how is that any more creative than my name?"
"I never said I was creative! Besides! I'm super cute!" Nejire poked both her cheeks and gave a great big smile. "Right?"
Ryuko let out a sigh and smiled. "Yes, you are and thank you for helping with my introduction. Now then, Izumi, please call me Ryukyu while we're on the job, and your hero name is Merlin right?"
"Yes Ma'am! Ryukyu!" Izumi gave a short laugh and felt a smile spreading on her cheeks. "I'm Merlin!"
Ryukyu took a step back and smiled. "Well then Merlin, I hope you're ready to fly, our afternoon flight patrol normally lasts an hour or more depending on crime."
Ryukyu's body shifted, going from hot lesbian aunt to a terrifying dragon in a matter of seconds.
"Make sure you keep up!"
With three quick steps, Ryukyu leaped off the building, her great wings catching the air before she ascended with a flap that nearly sent Izumi's witch hat right off her head.
Nejire darted upward, bobbing slightly, and spun towards Izumi. "Come on! It's your first time being a real hero right? Even if you don't have a license."
"Right!" She sat on her broom in the traditional witchy way and took off, chasing after Ryukyu's draconic silhouette, and Nejire's lithe fairy-like movements.
Flying out in the open, the streets beneath her, the people living their lives and pointing up towards her, and the ever so slight edge that she could fall to her death at any moment was the real magic. A shout of joy forced its way out of her throat despite knowing that she shouldn't. But it was too much! This was everything she had dreamed of since, well a few months ago when she realized that she could fly. "Woo!"
Ryukyu looked back at her, her draconic face twisted into a light smile. Her lips moved, but Izumi couldn't make out what was being said, then Ryukyu turned towards Nejire and said something else.
"Oh!" She could hear Nejire. Throwing all of her arms out wide, Nejire caught the wind and slowed for a moment before bursting towards Izumi with a level of aerial agility that could be called fearless. Nejire came up right beside her and held out her hand. "I forgot to give this to you! Put it in your ear!"
Izumi nodded and pushed the device into her ear.
"Izumi," A gravel-like voice poured into her ear. Ryukyu glanced back towards her. "Can you hear me now?"
"Yes!" She said a bit too eagerly. They took a sharp turn, and Izumi had to keep a hand on her hat to keep it from flying off. Her hat was only mildly impractical for flight, but the cool and cute factor was one hundred percent worth it.
"Good, I'll be explaining a bit about my district. It's a bit on the lively side you see." They flew over some low buildings spaced with a large road. "There are a lot of gangs in this area, but there are only two or three that are actually large. For the most part, they avoid doing anything that would cause heroes to intervene, but they still respect us enough to know that they should stop when we show up. That said, there are a lot of powerful quirks in the gangs, and tensions are high so quirk-based fights tend to happen from time to time, and that's probably the most common type of crime I deal with."
"Why don't we just get rid of the gangs?" Izumi asked.
"That would just be more unnecessary violence. I know this is frustrating, but until they start using their quirks we heroes can't intervene in their unlawfulness."
"Right!" Nejire shot through the air and then stood on Ryukyu's back her long blue hair fluttering in the wind. "But, if we see them threatening a civilian we can intervene! Or if there's a street race! But those happen at night though!"
"Okay, so we only fight the gangsters when they use their quirks?"
"Yep, most everything else is left up to the police." Ryukyu's deep draconic voice sounded slightly annoyed by all this. "We still respond to emergencies and make sure the schools are safe, but that's largely it."
Alright, so her first assignment is doing patrols in a gangster-controlled area. Sounds like fun.
XXXX
"I normally don't get to have a roommate here!" Nejire bounced on the more lived-in bed on the other side of the small room that they were going to be sharing, the room itself was slightly larger than her own room back home. Nejire was dressed in her pajamas, a basic blue set that just made her look ultra-cute. "I'd say that we'd have to stay up all night talking, but Ryukyu wants us to wake up early for patrols! And then there's the photoshoot!"
Nejire's smile stretched ear to ear. "I get to dress you up!"
"Huh? Photoshoot?" Izumi tilted her head to the side.
"Ryuko is also a model, I am too! And because you're here now you get to be a model too! But don't worry! We're hero firsts and models when we're bored and want money." Nejire bounced off of her bed and stood in front of Izumi. "Now then," Nejire's smile turned from cheerful air-head to something more sinister, something more powerful, something very, very, powerful. Nejire placed a finger on Izumi's chest and slipped in between her buttons. "What happened?"
"I…" Izumi felt her entire body blush as she remembered what happened earlier.
Momo was in lesbians with her.
"Momo." She said with a soft voice.
"Momo?" Nejire asked her smile tugging more to one side than the other. She placed a hand onto Izumi's shoulder and pushed her down onto the bed. "What exactly, did Momo do?"
Izumi felt her heart pounding in her chest as she stared up at her senpai, the gentle roughness of the gesture, the fact that Nejire was looming over her was making her entire body feel warm as she felt her legs twitch in some kind of anticipation. What was Nejire going to do to her? What did she want her to do? "She...She told me she was a lesbian."
"And?" Nejire pressed her finger, somehow unbuttoning a single button of Izumi's pajamas with a practiced level of ease. "And what else did she do?"
How many times was she going to be pinned against something by one of her friends in a very sexual and or romantic way? And why did she like it so much?"
"Confessed."
"Confessed what?" Another button came undone.
"That she's in love with me."
"And," Another button and Nejire's hand was now rubbing where her bra met her breast. "What about you?"
"Me?"
"You."
Her breath escaped her and she let out the slightest bit of a moan. "I don't know. I don't know if I like girls or not."
"Hmm…" Nejire withdrew her hand and stared at Izumi for a moment. A long moment that was killer when combined with the tension that was just floating there. "Do you want to find out?"
The question sent a shudder down Izumi's spin and she swallowed before giving a slight nod.
Nejire leaned down, forcing one of Izumi's hands above her head, as her knee pressed down beside Izumi's thigh. Her blue hair fell from her shoulder like a silk waterfall, it mixed and blended with Izumi's own verdant green hair. A laugh escaped Nejire, giving Izumi a slight pause that was nearly agonizing as her senpai's face drew closer and closer.
Her heart pounded in her chest.
Toes curled.
Thoughts stopped.
Hands clutched.
Thighs rubbed.
Heart stopped.
Her first kiss was mostly build-up, but Nejire had executed it flawlessly.
"Hmm," Nejire pulled back and wiped her lips. "Congratulations Izumi, you're a bottom! I should let Momo know."
"Huh?"
Reality snapped back to her with the one hell of a kicker.
"What? Nejire! What just happened?"
"Huh?" Nejire asked, grabbing her cellphone. "I used my lesbomancy on you."
"Lesbomancy what?"
"Yeah! We kissed, you liked it, and you're a bottom! Lesbomancy."
"What?"
"My quirk is also powered by girl love! So you and Momo are going to give me a boost."
"What does a bottom mean?" Izumi asked, sitting up and just letting her pajama shirt remain partially open.
"It basically means that in bed you're submissive and you really like it when the other girl initiates and you really like to be pinned to things." Nejire texted away on her phone. "Don't worry, I'll send Momo something to help with this."
"Then what are you?"
"Me? I'm Omnisexual."
"What does that mean?"
She was so confused.
But also.
She was really really gay.
XXXX
Momo let out a sigh as her phone buzzed.
She knew that she had told Izumi that she wouldn't text back, it was so hard not to respond to them.
But this text was from Nejire.
Nejire: I kissed Izumi!
She's gay now! You're welcome!
Also, She's Bottom AF.
Read this!
Attached File: The ultimate guide to becoming a lesbian
Momo glared at her phone for a few seconds and then responded.
Momo: Thanks.
You stole her first kiss though.
"Hey Ituska, Nejire stole Izumi's first kiss, you want to help me beat her up?"
"Sure!"
Itsuka was a good friend.
AN: IZUMI KISSED A GIRL AND SHE LIKED IT!
TASTE OF HER CHERRY LIPSTICK!