My Izuku's Keeper

by Studio Greenshade

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Join the circle of discord as the girls of Beacon makes their way to UA High for one thing: Izuku Midoriya. Rather by force, love letters, kidnapping, or whatever their yandere hearts desire. Enter the dark comedy of mishaps and misadventures as Izuku is subjected to whatever thing a woman wants to do to him. {AU} {Harem!} {Izuku x RWBY}

7. Case 3-C: White Emerald (Weiss)

Hey, guys! GOTA, here, with the latest installment of 'My Izuku's Keeper.' In this chapter, Ruby arranges a meeting with UA High's Kinoko Komori on how to obtain her cinnamon roll. Meanwhile, Weiss (finally) makes her claim onto Izuku, but not without (illegal) insurance. What will happen? Stay tuned!

Ruby understood the very essence of leadership. Patience was the key to survival, success, and diligence. Her training at Beacon was going to be used as her mind was focused on obtaining her target - Izuku Midoriya. Sitting at the back of the bus as it made its trek to the garden district, she kept a clear and calm composure. In the midst of fighting Ursai, Grimm, Beowulf, and the like, she knew nothing more calculating than the human mind.

Listening to soft jazz on her cell phone she acquired from Professor Goodwitch, the teen basked in her thoughts, pondering on the events that will follow when she acquired her cinnamon roll. In her heart, she felt like the perfect candidate. Both were misfits, born as it were on the wrong side of the tracks. It was hard finding her identity at Beacon. She felt lonely. Not too far in age from her sister, Yang, but far enough in which she had to learn how to fight battles in her absence. Nevertheless, she admired the fact that her sister was toughening her up. It was going to be useful when having the emerald-haired teen in her possession. Whether he wanted it or not.

Growing up as a precocious child, the redhead-brunette often desired being rescued by a handsome prince. Coming to save her with his white horse and whisking her away to greater kingdoms where they could happily ever after. However, as the teen grew, she realized that fairy tales of that caliber were make-believe. She learned how to be her own hero. When collecting intel about Izuku Midoriya, it happened to change the feelings of fairy tales. However, with a bit of a twist.

Why do we have roles in which it has to be the girl who is the damsel and the boy who is the savior? That was the problem I had as I often see in fairy tales. They were all the same. My mother was tough. She was a hero. She was a woman who fought all her life to protect those from harm. When I was collecting intel about Izuku before my arrival, seeing his soft and freckled face opened up feelings that I thought were gone after many years. I have read his profile, his past. The detriments of being quirkless. Living alone with his mother with the absence of a father. Being childhood friends with a guy who couldn't give a care like he was a crumpled two-dollar bill in a storm drain. Seeing his woes, his cries, his never-ending search to be noticed, to be recognized, to become a hero.

Then it hit me! I can be his hero. I can be his savior. Why conform to gender roles of the guy being the hero and I, the damsel. Izuku is my damsel and I am his savior. I know the girls - Yang, Blake, and Weiss are tearing him limb from limb.

Blake, although modest, is very pragmatic and dedicated. Although witty in looks and charm and her approach to Izuku, it still irks me on how quickly she went. She played her role well as the Silent Beauty. But, she isn't called the dark shadow for nothing. It is unforgivable and as much as I want to erase the flea-infested Faunus, I can't help but give her praise. It is something I won't allow ever again. Not on my watch.

Then, there is Yang. My dearest oldest sister. We are best friends! We made a deeper promise than that pact on the airplane. We never keep secrets, big sister. Then, I knew that you have deflowered yourself. I knew with the look on your face. I knew that you did something to my Izuku. I love you, Yang! You're my sister and placing harm wouldn't help. However, if I learn if you were to place force on him again, be sure to ally with your mother. That way, you have a fighting chance!

Now, my dearest friend Weiss is nowhere to be found. I can sense it. I can't prove it but the tracking devices know it all. You are supposed to be my friend, Weiss. We have stuck through together. You are my partner in crime. Nevertheless, you are all playing a role. Yes, all of you because Izuku is going to get crazy and insane after he encounters you guys. And that is where I come in.

If I could, I would get my Crescent Rose and eliminate all of the harlot shrews that have defiled you. However, seeing your cute, dorky, adorable, tear-stained face as you want rescue will make me swell in my heart. You are the damsel, Izuku! Admit it! There is no shame that I will become your hero. Let me be your shooting star, your shining knightess. Let me sweep you off your feet on my white horse.

Until then, I must play my role. Just like chess, I must wait until it is my turn to make a move. Just be patient, Izuku. I will be coming for you, my damsel in distress!

Twenty minutes later….

Ruby allowed the song, "Myself" by Nav, as her soundtrack as she exited the bus. Even as she made the corner, the bus driver shivered. Unsure it was the strong fragrance of cherry rose or the fact that a force was upon him. Ruby didn't pay it any matter, knowing the confidence she exuded appealed to anyone within her vicinity.

Stepping onto the cobblestone sidewalk, she reached into her skirt pocket. She pulled out a piece of paper, sketching the details and the directions of where she and Kinoko Komori were going to meet. Being vigilant, she observed her surroundings. It was quiet and tranquil. The snow had settled. The only noise was coming from her own footsteps. She knew that she didn't have to worry about Grimm or Ursa coming into suburbia, but didn't mean she would let go of her guard.

It wasn't the first time she was cooling where it wasn't safe.

And it was certainly not the first boy she had pursued in such a way.

She put aside the thoughts of yesteryear as she walked the street to Kinoko's hideaway. According to the mushroom girl, it was one of her many stowaways in the suburban Musutafu Valley. Ruby became amazed on how a sixteen-year-old could be a low-level mushroom dealer and have many hideouts in the city. Who was this blonde teen and why did she trust Ruby so much? They have only known each other for less than twelve hours but the vibe she had with the mushroom girl was appealing. Like it was a long lost friend or a distant relative that re-established connection after many years. The redhead-brunette couldn't put her finger on it, but something in her gut was alerting her that there was more than meets the eye with Kinoko.

For the sake of Izuku and the competition, she has with her confidants, no one outside the group is aware of the meeting. As the leader of team RWBY, she told herself, it was her responsibility of inspecting unfamiliar, uncharted territory before allowing the others to follow. Or at least what she would normally do. However, she was already at an unfair advantage. Especially after Blake was the first to violate the pact.

And just like dominoes, they all came tumbling down.

Ruby wiped her nose as she walked up the steep hill. Knowing that she must keep a steady composure, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a bottle of pills. The pills were experimental, only given to a handful of candidates that fit the qualifications of having obsessive-possessive tendencies. Her Uncle Qrow and Ozpin were the shareholders behind this drug that quells any temptations or urges to actively pursue any suitor. That was part of the reason Ruby had more control than the others. She must remain patient, strategic, and most persistent.

Just like her dear mother when it came to missions, she was saving her best for last.

After ingesting the pills with some bottled water from her purse, she knew she wasn't far. Kinoko informed her that there was a spliced tree that was hit from a lightning storm (or at least that was what the media was reporting it to be) was going to take her to a side street. She was fortunate for the guide as Ruby couldn't read Japanese. Despite having Asian heritage, English was her only language.

She stopped at a brick wall that was cornered to a dead end. She counted the number of houses to her left before seeing the home with a blue Hyundai in the driveway.

Kinoko's hideaway.

It was a typical western-style home in a suburban neighborhood. The features of the home looked similar to the homes around it. It had a single driveway with a carport. It had a small garden. It was two-story. It had a cobblestone passageway that led to the entrance.

Ruby carried a retractable switchblade in her possession. It was trifling that she was unable to bring her Crescent Rose or apply her semblance due to "universal irregularities." She wasn't sure what Principal Nezu and their representative, Aizawa-sensei had in store for the girls, but whatever abilities they can apply to their quirk, she was going to get to the bottom of making her presence known to the students of UA High School.

And Izuku Midoriya was certainly at the top of that list.

Upon walking the driveway, the lights of the Hyundai turned on. Ruby extended her hand into the air. Using her index, ring, and middle finger, she bent them three times. Upon doing so, the headlights flashed three times.

It was Kinoko's signal to acknowledge each other's arrival.

The driver's side opened and the mushroom girl stepped out of the vehicle. She wasn't alone. The passenger side opened and there was the emerald-haired girl she had met in their dorm earlier that evening, Setsuna Tokage.

Ruby approached the girls. She gave them a pleasant smile. "Evening!" She bowed. "Well, more so, Ohayou!"

Setsuna snickered at Ruby's attempt at Japanese. The mushroom girl nodded at the friendly gesture. She pulled out the keys. "Morning, Rose! Let's step into my mobile office."

Professional to a tee, Ruby thought. Setsuna walked behind Kinoko as Ruby followed them to the home. Kinoko walked to the entranceway of the home. Instead of the usual buzzing the intercom, she knocked a few times on the brick wall. After a couple of moments, she heard a hollow spot and pulled the false plaster from the wall. Inside of the false hole contained a key.

She took the key and turned to Ruby's direction. "Here."

Ruby was surprised when Kinoko easily gave the key as if she was presenting her with a brand new home. "Kinoko! I just need this for a few hours."

Kinoko lightly scoffed before she laughed. She leaned to the door. "Sweetheart! Do you absolutely think that you are going to keep this on ice for the next few hours?" She turned to Setsuna, in return, she nervously laughed. "Faunus, please!"

Ruby gulped. Kinoko's very presence was giving her vibes of a dear person from yesteryear.

Kinoko used her personal key to insert into the keyhole. After a few seconds, she pressed the lever to enter the home. Setsuna held the door for Ruby and Kinoko. "I don't know how things work in Vale, but out here, remove the shoes." Kinoko leaned down to remove her shoes. "It's out of respect. Understand?"

Ruby nodded in compliance. At the entryway, she pulled off her shoes. Obviously, there were not any available slippers or indoor footwear to use, so she had to walk with her stockings.

Setsuna closed the door and told Ruby to follow Kinoko. She led her to the living room of the residence. It was dark and she was unable to see. She found a light switch. When the light turned on, the living room was very standard. It had two low-ended couches and a kotatsu. She was instructed to sit at the kotatsu.

She sat at the kotatsu. Although tense, she kept calm because she knew that she was in no position to call any shots.

Kinoko snapped her fingers. "Relax, Rose! You are in good hands. We are allies here."

"What makes you think I am nervous," asked Ruby inquisitively.

The mushroom girl pulled her bangs, exposing her eyes. "If I am a girl from another universe in uncharted territory, I would be nervous as well. Plus, with two complete strangers?" She turned to Setsuna. "Tokage, go and fix us a drink, would you?"

Tokage nodded in compliance as she proceeded to walk to the kitchen. "What do you want?"

"The usual, green tea," replied the mushroom girl. She turned to Ruby. "Anything to drink?"

"I'll have the same," said Ruby in a quieter tone. "Thank you!"

The emerald-haired jokester nodded as she walked away from the living room, leaving the girls alone. Kinoko waited long enough until Setsuna was out of sight. "A clever lassie she is," said the mushroom girl. "A good assistant and a lovely friend. If I have more loyal friends like her, then I can quit high school and retire." She paused momentarily as she reached into her pocket for more of her herbal medicine. "Yet again, being a Pro Hero would be all for naught." She pursed her lip, giving the silvery-eyed teen a smile. "We all do side hustles, don't we?"

Ruby didn't know how to respond to that question.

"Relax, lassie! You are tense," she said while laughing. "I am saying that we go the extra mile to get what we want."

"Well," said Ruby. "I am a leader. I take charge. I make responsible choices and decisions." She lowered her head, finally registering what Kinoko was informing her moments ago. Kinoko tapped the table.

"I am only playing around, lassie. Don't beat yourself up. After all, you have only been in Japan for barely twenty-four hours. So, we can be very questionable with our judgment," said Kinoko. "In all fairness, all Pro Heroes and Huntresses have extracurricular activities to get what we want." She laughed as she licked her rolling papers. "We wouldn't have vigilantes if they decided to play by the rules."

"Hmm," retorted Ruby.

"When I first met you, Ruby," said Kinoko. "I could tell that you were a smart lassie. Very concise and selective in words. Determined, dedicated in getting what you want." She slapped the table. "I think you are going to do just well at UA High."

"What is it that you do, Komori," asked Ruby. "You're a high school student, a Pro Hero prospect. But, you run a mushroom dispensary and you have many hideaways that you were unashamedly explaining through the phone."

Their conversation was interrupted when hearing Setsuna entering the living room. When she returned, she had a tray that contained a pot and three small glasses. She gently placed it on the kotatsu before having a seat across from her. Ruby watched in silence as the woman carefully poured tea into each of the glasses. Setsuna placed the cup neatly in front of Ruby. From its scent, she knew that it was green tea. She nodded in thanks as she took the cup and drank it.

It was very tasty, she thought.

Setsuna handed the cup to Kinoko, accepting Setsuna's drink as she took a sip. Setsuna took her cup and left the living room, leaving them alone once again.

"I don't want to sound rude, Ruby, but you are on a need-to-know basis," answered Kinoko. "Not once did I question you on your endeavors with Mad Max." She took a sip of the tea. "And not once did I question you on calling me. When I saw you take one of my cards from the desk, I knew we would be in business together."

Ruby turned beet red, which made the mushroom girl smile.

"Sweetness, idle hands are the devil's playthings," retorted Kinoko. "I don't ever leave my cards in the open. A wandering eye lets me know that you already knew of my expertise prior to our engagement." She lowered her eyes. "As a woman, I won't ask you who gave you the slip." She crossed her arms. "It was certainly not the French Prince. He is only paid to inquire and to refer my little vampires to me, sucking anything to grab their hands on my herbs. But, not this." She took another sip of the hot tea. "By the way, I can talk freely on the phone because my connections allow me. After all, not everyone has my personal number."

Ruby shut her eyes. She was fortunate that her medication was taking effect. If it were a few minutes earlier, she wasn't sure if they would be continuing this conversation. Nevertheless, the Witch didn't need to say more on the matter.

"So, you are in the game?"

Kinoko appeared momentarily puzzled. She reached for the lighter as she lit her herbal mushrooms. The clock on the wall was making its presence known as it was the only thing making a sound. Kinoko inhaled the substance, allowing it to resonate in her lungs before placing on the kotatsu. "I wouldn't call my lifestyle a game." She produced a strong chuckle. "Really undermines the hard work I put into establishing these connections."

Ruby remained persistent. "So, it is true then?"

"Ruby, dear. Your being here in my presence was no accident," replied the mushroom girl. "The French Prince only did what he was told." She took another puff. "Only thing is do your friends know that your role here at UA is more significant than being just a foreign exchange student?"

Ruby shook her head in disagreement. She held onto the hems of her skirt. Her face remained flat, trying not to convey any emotions to the mushroom girl.

Or better yet, the Capo or simply, Cap.

"Weiss and the others have their thoughts on Izuku and Izuku alone," said Ruby before ingesting some of the tea. "But, they don't know how these feelings grew in such a way."

Kinoko pursed her lip, using the opportunity to take another smoke of the herbal mushroom. "Great! Let's keep it that way. The less they know, the better." She produced another laughter. "So, it doesn't surprise me that you are using this home as a way of having Izuku in your own free time?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Can't say a girl blames you, Rose."

"My love for him is genuine," she said in a higher tone. "I love him!"

"So do they," retorted Kinoko. "Let's be honest. When a girl becomes "Izuku-sexual," there is no turning back." Kinoko took another drag of the herbal mushrooms. "Look, Rose! I am like you. I take a bit off the top and do the side work to get what I want. Nothing wrong with that. There aren't any rules when it comes to love. Only difference is that you have the fairer advantage since the others are in the dark." She clapped her hands. "Bravo!"

Ruby wasn't sure whether the applause was sincere or pure sarcasm. If the advantage was fair, then they wouldn't be having this discussion. Nevertheless, the silver-eyed teen blamed herself. She should have known better than to trust her friends on that silly pact.

Ruby pursed her lips momentarily before turning her sights back on Kinoko. "I'll keep this from the Maidens," said Kinoko. "This is one of my many stowaways throughout the valley. And one of which they don't know." She winked. "So, we will keep this between us." Kinoko leaned back on the front of the couch. "I got a good feeling about you and I am very comfortable with my gut feelings." Kinoko snapped her fingers. Immediately, Setsuna stepped out into the living room. She turned to the green-haired girl. "Setsuna, go into the bedroom and grab the big phone."

Setsuna nodded in compliance as she briskly led herself to the back of the home. A few moments later, Setsuna returned with a small black bag and handed it to Ruby.

"A little gift from home," said Kinoko as she smiled. Ruby grabbed the bag, immediately opening it and saw that it was her scroll.

"My Oum," cried Ruby.

"The Maidens knew at some point you were going to meet me. If they gave you everything at once, there would have been leaks," said Kinoko informatively.

"How did you guys get my scroll?"

"It matters not! Nevertheless, thanks to our friends from Chicago, your scroll has been modified for both Remnant and on Earth," said Kinoko. "You will now have access to what it is around you. Along with the holograms, you will be able to have live feed, tapping into cell phones, including the trackers that you added to the girls." Ruby blushed when being notified of her extra insurance.

"Upon turning it on, the Maidens will be aware of your whereabouts. So, if you were to use it here, I wouldn't recommend it." The mushroom girl smiled once again. "Be mindful and don't leave it where the others could find it, okay?"

"Thank you, Kinoko," said Ruby genuinely.

"Don't mention it, Ruby," replied Kinoko as she proceeded to stand. "The home is fully furnished. There is food in the fridge and look at this place as your personal Central Command whenever you feel necessitated to do so." Kinoko narrowed her eyes. "Don't get caught! The Maidens know that you will contact them through the scroll for emergencies. They will use your cell for anything else. But, I doubt they will be needing you anytime soon since it is too early to tell. So, be aware!"

Ruby nodded in accordance with Kinoko's warning.

"You have my number so contact me whenever you need something," said Kinoko, "since I am the bridge between Beacon and UA High School." The mushroom girl stretched her arms as she headed for the exit. "We will be in touch, Rose! And hey, welcome to UA High." Kinoko gave her the peace sign as she walked to the door. "See you at school tomorrow!" Setsuna bowed farewell to Ruby as she, too, exited out of the home.

Setsuna closed the door as Kinoko was heading to the blue Hyundai. Kinoko gave the keys to Setsuna for her to drive.

The moment she was a few blocks from the home, she heard a blip in her pocket.

It was coming from her scroll. She answered it on the second ring.

"Good Morning, Maiden of the North."

"Good Morning, Cap. Does Ruby have what she needs?"

"Affirmative! She has her scroll and it will be used when directed, my dear Maiden."

"Excellent, darling! I will say that I am quite titillated towards Nezu establishing connections with a girl like yourself."

"The pleasure is mine, Mistress! It's a job that he entrusts to me, so it's an honor to please."

"We will be in touch with the Witch in a matter of days. We just need to see how things will unfold with the Cinnamon Roll. Maidens of the South and the West detected a disturbance earlier involving Belladonna and Long."

"Yes, Mistress."

"We knew the risk, but we should not have our damsels fighting each other. Their objective is to obtain the Cinnamon Roll. So, in a few days, a representative is coming to UA High to oversee this."

"As a preventive measure of damage control, I can understand."

"Dearest Ruby. Does it seem that she knows more than what she offered?"

"Not to me, Mistress! Rose is on a need to know basis just as you said."

"Good! We trust her. A bit ditzy, a bit naive, but she is smart. We just don't need any other damsels making waves for us. Their goal is to acquire the Cinnamon Roll. Nothing more, nothing less."

"How are the others fairing at Isamu Academy and Seiai Academy?"

"Intelli says that the girls are okay. Mongoose says the same."

"Not questioning your judgment, Mistress. Do you think the girls of Beacon in those neighboring schools will cross paths?"

"Exactly! We are fully aware! As long as they don't place harm to each other, then that is all that matters. As of now, a representative is coming to UA. If things worsen, then we will come. Until then, play your affairs and we will play ours."

"Yes, Mistress! I apologize if I sound disrespectful."

"We understand, Komori. But see to it that it doesn't happen again. We will be in touch! Goodbye!"

Meanwhile….

Izuku could have never thought that his second time with a woman was going to be in a cramped newspaper stand. Would the owners be proud to see remnants of their love juices splattered on the front pages of their newspapers and magazines? At least with the blonde Dragon, there was subtly. In a different light, having sex in the snow would be romantic, thrilling. Izuku hated to admit that the feeling of her fleshy mounds was delightful. The taste of the wasabi-cinnamon gum in her mouth made her kisses spicy, yet sweet.

Weiss Schnee was a different breed. God knows what her parents were thinking of when giving her Christian name.

For "white" doesn't fit the description of her. Yet again, he pondered if she had a kinship with Eva Braun.

He lied sheepishly and helplessly as the maiden of the hour served as his mistress. Sporting the studded collar, he felt the pressure of his neck as she pulled him closer to her. A sickening grin that reminded him of Bakugo was on her face.

Once again, did she and Bakugo share distant ancestors?

She tugged the leash. "Good, Dekkun! It is best to follow direction and go out on your terms." She tugged the collar again. "Now heal!"

This was humiliating to the emerald-haired teen. At least Blake and Yang gave him some kind of dignity when they were engaged with him. He followed suit. It was met with a delightful clap. "Good boy, Dekkun! Who's a good boy!" She clicked her tongue.

She was ready for the coup de grace. "Now turn on your back, NOW!"

Nervously, the teen followed suit. Weiss, still holding onto the leash, was ready for what was deserved.

"Now, it's time to cum bury my bone!"

He shut his eyes, bracing for the impact of his forced sex with the Snow Princess.

A day before the girls of Beacon arrived at UA High, Izuku had a nightmare. In his brain, he wanted to believe that it was sheer nervousness. In his heart, he wanted to believe that it was nothing more than a scare. However, in his soul, he felt that it was nothing more than a premonition.

That was because days prior to their arrival, Midoriya was called to Nezu's office after school.

Three days prior….

'Midoriya,' said the boastful Nezu as he stood beside his desk. The headmaster wasn't alone. Accompanying him was Aizawa-sensei, his mentor All Might, and his Pro Hero History teacher, Kayama-sensei. Each took a stance on each side of his desk in his office. A look of assurance as if they were purposely positioned for their roles in this operation. The emerald-haired child, at the time, didn't think anything of it. He was probably assuming that they wanted to discuss preparations for the upcoming heroic trials or for the USJ examination. Be that as it may, he decided to get himself comfortable. As if he was prepared for a teacher-student conference, he knew that it was going to take awhile.

'Thank you for coming promptly and at this short notice.' It was All Might that spoke. He carried a strong demeanor, an aura that continued to leave the fanboy in awe of his mentor. 'I know you had a busy day at Training Ground Beta.' He released a boastful laugh. 'May I say I am proud of you for your performance at the last minute on dodging the attacks by Bakugo and Kirishima.' He winked. 'Of course, going to Recovery Girl, as usual, was your plight. Alas, you are showing your strengths. It indicates that you are striving for great things at this school.'

The emerald-haired felt honored, complimented by the Number One Pro Hero himself. 'Golly, All Might. I appreciate the praise.' He bowed at each individual. 'Thanks for allowing me here. Although special circumstances were considered, I am still in your care.'

It was Pro Hero 18+ Midnight that spoke. 'Such a modest Spring Chicken.' She giggled seductively, pursing her lip while nibbling on her finger. 'Well, the reason you are here is that we need you for a special assignment.'

'A special assignment,' asked Izuku inquisitively.

The hybrid of many animals stood attentively to the pupil-in-question. 'Correct, Midoriya.' The principal began pacing back and forth at his desk. 'Let's call it a supplementary extracurricular activity.'

Aizawa-sensei tilted his head after momentary sleeping in his sleeping bag. 'Oh, yeah! This is where I come in, huh?' He scratched under his scruffy beard. 'Think, Shouta, damn it! Oh, yeah! We have a group of students arriving in a couple of days to our campus.'

'A group of students,' asked Izuku inquisitively.

'Yes! We have established a cultural exchange program. It is a pilot program in which we will cater to students who seek interest in learning our skills and techniques of wanting to become heroes,' explained Shouto as he was fighting off sleep.

'By engaging with their counterparts, they, too, can learn the abilities to adapt to their quirks and bring it back to their schools,' said Kayama-sensei. 'Ever heard of Beacon Academy?'

Before Izuku could answer, he was interrupted by Principal Nezu. 'Of course, you haven't. Well, the headmaster and I have been friends for many, many years. After having a previous conversation with the old man, we decided to start this inaugural program.'

This was the moment in which Izuku decided to interject. 'Where is my place in this?'

'Glad you've asked,' answered All Might. 'Well, these girls are very pragmatic in personality.'

Girls, thought Izuku nervously.

A chuckle escaped from Midnight's supple lips. 'Girls, my dear Spring Chicken.'

An audible gulp was heard from the emerald-haired child.

'These girls are top scholars from the Academy. They come under special recommendation from their headmaster,' said Nezu with the tone of seriousness. 'These girls are prominent in their trade, their craft, their leadership, and overall dedication to their role in becoming huntresses.'

'Huntresses,' questioned Izuku.

'Just like Pro Heroes in fighting villains,' interjected Aizawa-sensei. 'They are fighting off monsters, magicians. Hell, I can't remember. I fell asleep when reading that long email.' Aizawa returned back to his slumber.

'We, the staff, took inventory to see which student served as the best candidate in handling these girls,' said Kayama-sensei. 'After many days of narrowing down the students, we have decided that you would be best suited with the girls.'

Izuku was perplexed and confused. Why would he of all people be considered as a guide to these girls? Izuku wrapped his fingers tightly to the armrest. 'Hear me out, you all. Are you sure that you have the best candidate? Me?' He pointed to himself.

Each individual (except Aizawa-sensei) looked at each other before directing their attention back to him.

'Not questioning your judgment, but there is Yaoyorozu, Iida, Sero, Kendou, even Bakugo who are better suited than I,' replied Izuku.

Aizawa-sensei interjected once again. 'Midoriya. I will be honest with you, sir. I agree with your plight. However, the inventory doesn't lie.'

'We can present you with the results if you please,' said Nezu.

Izuku waved his hands in disagreement. 'No, sir! No, sir! I won't!'

Nezu presented himself with a friendly smile. 'Good.'

Kayama-sensei walked toward the front of Nezu's desk. It couldn't be a Midnight show without spreading her legs slowly as she crossed them. They were inches apart. Izuku turned beet red as the button to her uniform 'accidentally' popped open.

'Your instructions will be presented to you when they come to the school on Monday,' explained Kayama-sensei. 'We will announce them during Morning Announcements. After the formal introductions, we will be contacting you with further information on what you will be doing with the girls.'

All Might beat his chest. 'Take pride, kid! Not only does it look good to act as a representative/liaison, but it will also look great on a resume.' He winked. 'Not every student has that kind of experience.'

Kayama-sensei 'lightly' tapped Izuku's upper leg. 'Especially when there are four beautiful damsels around his arm.'

Nezu cleared his throat, alerting the lecherous teacher to return back to the topic. Kayama-sensei covered her mouth. 'Well, we will be in touch with further details. You may return to your dorm. Have a great evening and thank you for being part of this inaugural experience.'

Looking back, Izuku should have felt something was off in the conversation. Never was he presented with the choice of accepting or declining. As if the meeting was to inform him that he didn't have a choice or else he could face dire consequences. Nevertheless, he didn't question their judgment. His mentor, All Might, was there. There wasn't any way he would put him in an uncomfortable position. Aizawa-sensei, although stern, atypical, and certainly unpredictable, wouldn't put him in harm's way (unless it had the means to toughen him up).

As for Kayama-sensei….

Carrying on, he felt that if Nezu put his faith and trust with this headmaster from Beacon Academy, then who was he to deny their request?

Back to the present….

Weiss was bestowed that she was giving her virginity to the pitiful cinnamon roll. To think that she almost gave it away to the pestilence of Jaune Arc and Neptune Vasilias. Within, she was feeling bad for the mean things that she was saying and doing to him. If she showed her true self, then she wouldn't know what to do. Even she couldn't manage to handle her own feelings within.

I am sorry, Izuku dear. Sorry to put you in such a pitiful position. I can't help how to convey my love to you. From the moment I saw your image on my scroll back in Beacon, I wanted to melt. Seeing your cute, defenseless in front of my screen allured me. I was tantalized in this feeling of love. I thought of you every day prior to my arrival. I couldn't concentrate in class. I couldn't focus on the conversation my parents were telling me about Japanese people. Nothing kept me focused. In training, doing homework, at breakfast, talking to my roommates. Nothing. My eyes were on your emerald eyes alone. I couldn't take the thought alone of your images. At night, each day before arriving, I got off to the thoughts of you. My hands were blessed by the holy waters that would someday become saturated with your juices. I actually pictured us together one day married and with children. Me, with a commoner? Me, risking my right of being the heir apparent for such a guy like you. Then, I began seeing the dreams of our children. There were three kids. One had your hair and my eyes. The other ones with silver platinum hair, your emerald eyes, and your freckles. The other one was a combination of us. Silver-and-emerald hair with blue and green eyes. They were our sons and daughters. A powerful bloodline was in the making. The smile as we are holding hands and seeing that I was even pregnant with our fourth child. Seeing my name as Weiss Schnee Midoriya on the nameplate as we live in eternal bliss.

Izuku Midoriya, please forgive me, and at this moment, I have made up my mind. I want to be impregnated by you. After discovering that bitch Yang had her way with you, I've lost it. I am wishy-washy. I don't know what to say or how to express my true self. Teach me, Izuku! Teach me how to be a wonderful wife, best friend, and soulmate. Teach me how to be a great mother. I would love to have your mother become friends with my mother. She needs a genuine friend. Winter would love to see her nieces and nephews. Even Whitley would love to teach our children the way of the business. However, I do have one selfish request. After we have our children, we need to take care of the pestilence of my father. I don't want him in this life. I don't want him dead. It's just that I don't want him to be physically active anymore.

What do you think, Izuku? The Schnee-Midoriya Dust Company? That would be great! I will forever love you as best friends, as lovers, and as soulmates. And if you don't feel that way, I can understand because we can still be united - side by side in body bags. However, I know you. You wouldn't do that. I trust you in everything that is going on. So, please my love, let me do this selfish thing right here. Please, love? Just know no matter how much I do these cruel, despicable things to you, that is how I show my love.

From your devoted wife, Weiss Schnee Midoriya.

Weiss slowly removed her panties from her person. Upon the opening, a strong musk came from her pussy. Such an invigorated tangy scent entered Izuku's nostrils, entrancing him, alerting his senses to give him and accept his fate.

However, a bit of strong will was defending him from falling into the fray.

Weiss spread her labia, exposing her cavern to the emerald-haired teen. "Don't know why you are resisting, dog. You're going to do this. Rather you want it or not. It should be an honor to cram my womb with your wicked seed."

"Weiss, it should be for the person you love," he said.

SLAP!

"Stop talking, you pesky mutt." She positioned her pussy against his dick. "Do you remember clothy-cloth ears." She pointed to herself. "Da-ta! It is I that is ceremoniously taking you as my lowly servant. You should be grateful, you fucking peasant." She clicked her tongue. "And for the record, slave, that person is me and only me. Damn idiot!"

Izuku couldn't move. The dust was finally taking effect. A feeling of euphoria was going through his body. Warm, calm, and pleasant like waves on the beach with jet-like sand. His body was getting relaxed, which pleased the Snow Princess.

"About time this stuff works," said the Snow Princess as she flicked his dick. "Tough like a PVC pipe. Can't wait when it crams into my holy passage, Dekkun!" She removed the other articles of clothing, showcasing her luscious breasts. Her breasts weren't bigger than Yang and her ass wasn't as supple as Blake. It can be described as being the middle. He wouldn't say average, but enough to arouse the teen.

Izuku was stunned when seeing the paleness in her eyes and the heart-shaped pupils to match.

If only he should have focused what was behind her and instead what was in front of her.

"I know I will be violating the rules, but this is for the sake of our future." Weiss reached into her bag when Izuku noticed a fruit in her hand.

It was a silver apple.

"You are going to want me, Dekkun," she protested to him. "And I mean it! No matter where you go, I will hunt you down. I will chase you and scour the ends of the Earth for you. We will either be side by side as lovers or we will be carried side by side by the coroners. So, baby, have at it!" She positioned her pussy, gyrating her hips and releasing the juices. Her eyes lowered at his plight. "I want to play a little game of Snow White."

"Snow White," questioned Izuku.

"Of course! Have you ever read Snow White?"

Izuku declined to answer.

It was met with a slap.

"Answer me, you dog! Never defy orders from your owner! Like I've said, have you ever read Snow White?"

"Yes," he shouted.

"So, you know what happens, right?"

"Yes!"

"Good," she answered. "Then, allow me to start the game." Weiss grabbed the apple and placed them at his lips. Using her free hand, she gripped his chin to pry open his mouth. With the sheer force of her muscles, Izuku complied. Izuku took bites of the apple. It was met with a sickening grin from the Snow Princess. "There you go, Dekkun! Take your doggie treat! Chew, chew, and shallow!" She clapped. "Yay! There is my good, good Dekkun. Don't spit out, you silly goose." She used her leash hand to rub his neck, forcing Izuku to swallow the apple.

Izuku swallowed the apple. It was bittersweet. It didn't compare to the taste of asparagus or mushrooms. It didn't have a fruitful taste. Weiss made him take a few more bites before feeling he had taken enough. "There you go, baby! Let this overtake you. Let it make you feel the inhibitions you have been hiding." All the while she was saying those lustrous words, she was riding his dick, sauteing it with her juices. "My little slave! My little pet! You will love me! I will make you love me. You love me, Dekkun! You love me, Deku! Fall in love with me, Izuku Midoriya!"

Izuku was lost, trapped in confusion. Hearing the repetitious words of his captor.

Love me, Izuku!

You're trapped in love, Dekkun!

Love me, Deku! You're forever lost in my love!

Bathe in my love! Become lost in my love. You belong to Weiss. Weiss belongs to you!

Her leash tugged Izuku's neck. Her prowess was getting stronger. Izuku's body was giving in to the euphoric, hypnotizing effects of the apple.

"Say that you are mine, Dekkun," demanded Weiss.

"I am yours," said Izuku.

Weiss appeared stunned. Never did she think she had to use a combination of an enchanted apple and her dust to subdue anyone of that caliber.

It was music to her ears.

"What is that, Dekkun?"

"I am yours, Weiss," said Izuku as his eyes became paler. His pupils were replaced with heart shapes. "You are my mistress and I am your pet. I am nothing more than a lowly servant. I love you, Mistress. I am your slave and I will bow down to you."

She pursed her lips, exciting the Snow Princess. "Who am I to you?"

"Your husband," answered Izuku.

She hovered her breath, licking his ear and rubbing his hair. She continued smiling as she knew that he was finally in her possession. "Now, it is time to review my dearest Dekkun. Who do you belong to?"

"You," he answered quickly.

"Excellent. What does that mean?"

"It means I am at your mercy. I am yours and nobody else can have me."

She bit on his ear lobe. "Correct! Now, the second question. Your loyalty?"

"My loyalty?"

"Yes, your loyalty towards me," said Weiss as his phallus was placed on her pussy. "What does that mean to you?"

"It means you are the only one I am devoted to. It means you are the only person I can have sex."

"Great work, dear. Now, the third question. Since you belong to me, does that mean you will do whatever I say?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"So, if I tell you to kiss my feet, would you do it?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"If I tell you to make love to me at any time, anywhere, would you follow my orders?"

He felt his penis slowly entering her pussy. "Yes," he muttered through his moans.

"Would you fuck me in front of your friends? Your classmates? Your father? Your mother? Yang? Ruby? Blake?! Even this Ochako!?!"

"Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes," he screamed. "All of it. Everything! I would do it for you, Mistress! My love for you is undying. Make me your man. Make me your bitch! Your dog, your Dekkun! I don't care. Please, I will do anything you want of me. I love you, Weiss Schnee!"

She bit her lip tenderly. Now, you are my man. "Good boy, my pitiful husband! Now bury this bone, you stupid, adorable slave!" Without further hesitation, Weiss delightfully jammed his thick shaft into the place where it was gratefully accepted.

Upon contact, Weiss' eyes widened by its thickness. She lowered herself to him, biting into his neck, slowly taking in his shaft as it entered her holy passage. Her hair covered his face, leaving it as a personal tent, made for the two of them.

She removed herself from her neck, seeing blood on her lips. She used her hand to grip his face, prying his lips as they locked in for a kiss. She felt the blessings of the red river leaking out of her reservoir. She continued tonguing her beloved Dekkun, wanting to give him more kisses, more hickies, even covering the spots where that flea-infested Faunus left her mark on his neck earlier that day.

Weiss broke the kiss, crying ecstatically as the teen was rightfully hers. "I love you, Weiss!"

"I love you, too, Izuku!" She pinched his nipples. "Stake your claim and make me your wife, you cute idiot!" She hissed when feeling his dick puncturing into her womb. "You lovely baka," she cried as she gyrated her hips, ensuring that she was going to be impregnated by the emerald-haired teen.

The newspaper stand was filled with moans and cries of the dysfunctional, mismatched lovers. Every stroke, he felt the folds of her pussy entrapping his penis. It felt like a vacuum as he took sharp breaths, covering his moans. Weiss laughed loudly as she began squeezing her nipples. She took strong strokes, but careful to not promote an orgasm.

Although she had already come but wasn't ready to take in his seeds; or at least not now.

Izuku increased his thrusting, slowly using his hands to grip onto Weiss' ass. Weiss didn't mind it. She felt excited with every tug of the leash, the sturdier and harder his dick.

Sweat dropped from Weiss' body, meshing with his sweat. On every other occasion, she would want kisses from her Deku.

Deku's mine! He is mine, mine, mine, mine, MINE! He belongs to me! I win! I have him! I have him! He is mine, bitches! Fuck you, Ruby! Fuck you, Whiskers! And most of all, fuck you, Yang! In fact, fuck you all the way to the fiery pits of hell, you fucking interloping SHREW! Izuku is mine and no one else's. And I wish you skanks would stop me!

She quickly rocked his shaft, moaning loudly and uttered his name under her breath. She returned to the position where he was. She closed her eyes and wrapped her lips around him. He felt her soft, luscious breasts touching his erected nipples. He relieved himself from touching her ass and began touching her breasts.

"There you go. Right to the base, baby," she said. "That is right. Know my spots, know my taste because that is the only thing you are going to know for the rest of your days."

"Yes, my love," he said.

She swayed her hands to where his balls resided. She gracefully cupped his balls and began squeezing them tightly, resulting in hardening his penis. From that point, Izuku's mind was going blank. Everything was going silent. He saw his wife moaning and pinching his nipples while calling out his name.

Schlicking noises filled the stand as their juices meshed. The slapping noises of her pussy flopping with his throbbing member became apparent. Weiss felt her walls buckling. She was closing to coming. Even she could tell that Izuku was ready to release the seeds that were going to create new life. There you go! Pour your seeds! I want to be impregnated! Do you hear me, father?! Fuck you for the bullshit you have done in my life. When I come back, I will make sure that you will pay. For the all of the hurt you have done to this fucking family. Me and my pet Dekkun will maim you and I will have control of the company, you fucking bastard!

She cried to the heavens. "So wet!" Her tongue was sticking out. Her body was giving out.

"Weiss, my love, I am there. I am gonna cum," he cried to her as he spurt his seed inside of her. His dick twitched, releasing every content into her womb. She welcomed each spurt with love, filling the warm confines of her womb. She kept her eyes on him, making sure he was witnessing her expression as she was ebbing in the pleasure.

He was panting, but still looking at Weiss' crazed, smiling face. She gave a slight, devilish smirk. She didn't leave right away. She wanted a few moments of filling his hot seed inside of her. "Tell me, baby. How did you enjoy your first time with your mistress? Your lover? Your wife?"

"As if Oum intended it to be, my love," said Izuku as he felt his semen continuing to spurt inside of his beloved wife-to-be.

"Yes, continue to fill me up until I can't be filled anymore," cried Weiss. "Such a good boy, Dekkun! Such a lovely pet, my love!"

POW!

It felt like a strong gust of wind blew Weiss away from Izuku. The Snow Princess was off-guarded when feeling the powerful blow impacting her body. She flew hundreds of yards away from the newspaper stand, lying naked on the platform.

Weiss was caught in the midst of the confusion. Still reeling from the invigorating orgasm, but interrupted by a sudden force.

Weiss spat out blood. "Who in the name of Esdeath did this to me?" She shouted out to the emptiness of the subway station. "What's the name, eh? Too afraid to talk? Too afraid to…"

POW!

Weiss was struck in the back, landing on her front. It appeared a wave of black flashing second by second. Feeling disoriented, she tried to decipher the scene. Suddenly, it hit her. "You sly little…"

Weiss was struck with a right hook to the face, knocking her a further hundred yards down the platform.

A wave of dust and concrete debris gathered within the torn path.

"You have quite the nerve to be a cheater, Schnee. And since you don't want to play fair, I won't play fair either."

The woman-in-question was sporting all-black, skin-tight, one-piece suit. Her eyes were prominent with the bow standing proudly in the center. Her amber eyes narrowed at the Snow Princess with disgust before spitting on the wall.

"Oh, Snow Princess! Just as we are clear, Izuku Midoriya is my husband and now one else's," she said angrily before spitting on the ground. "You rich chode!"

Meanwhile, Izuku was still in a daze. Bewildered and still hypnotized from the apple and the dust, his body looked at the woman that was standing in front of him.

"Blake," he questioned weakly.

The black-haired Faunus slowly walked to the newspaper stand where Izuku was lying in his nakedness. Blake felt bad for using her semblance, despite being against the rules and unfortunately not getting to her beloved Izuku in time.

"Blake," said Izuku nervously. "I don't know what to say, but thank…"

"I'm sorry!" She locked lips with her beloved before having to do the unthinkable to him.

POW!

A tear escaped from Blake's eye when she had to punch her beloved into unconsciousness. She took strong breaths as she could smell the filth that Weiss left. His body was covered in blood and semen. If she could, she would masacre the bitch. However, it wasn't the time or the place. She kneeled down where she held her lover's head, stroking his hair gently. "Forgive me, my love. But, it was for your own good!"

Grabbing a newspaper, she wiped the remnants of Weiss' poison on his neck. She held his neck, opening her mouth in the process. "Time to reclaim my property."

Blake sunk her teeth into the boy that she loved once more, ensuring that his body will have a sense of euphoria, remembering the person who claimed him.

About an hour later….

Izuku snapped his eyes open.

Upon his awakening, he, unfortunately, suffered a tremendous headache. As if he was the anvil, the hammer throbbed on his head very profusely. It made him feel nauseated, and regrettably wished that he was still asleep. He coaxed himself into opening his eyes again. He slowly lifted his eyelids, one at a time. Once they were open, his first thought was on his surroundings. He was lying on a bed. Strange for him to be sleeping there, he thought. The room was dark, only emitting a small faint of light from the outside. He couldn't see himself, but he had to know his whereabouts.

I'm sorry!

Blake!

It finally registered in his head. He was subdued by Weiss after eating that poisoned apple. It was then he was hypnotized and forced to say sweet nothings. Then, Blake came and interrupted the process before being knocked unconscious by the Faunus.

As he tried to move, he realized he couldn't. He turned to see that he was tied to the bed. Then, his eyes darted in front of him. It was the sound of smacking noises.

He saw a white-haired girl bobbing up and down. He felt a tingling feeling. As he continued to decipher, he realized that it was his dick. And the white-haired girl was bobbing up and down was nothing more than Blake Belladonna.

Unlike earlier, she wasn't wearing that skin-tight spandex. She was sporting a costume that a video game character, 2-B, was sporting in NieR: Automata. He clenched his eyes. His body became tense. After all, she tapped into one of his fetishes.

"Blake," he cried before feeling a surge of energy emitting out of him. He jerked as he ejaculated inside of the Faunus' mouth. Each time he spurted, Blake ingested. The Faunus looked up, removing part of her blindfold, facing the stunned Izuku. "Ohayou, my love." Heart-shaped pupils replaced the amber eyes.

"Blake?!"

"Now, I will MAKE you feel my love, my dear husband!"

To be continued….

GOTA: Who is sexier?! 2-B or the girls of RWBY?

BD: That is no contest, baby! Despite my love of Greenshade, 2-B all the way!

GOTA: 2-B would be sexy with cat eyes. That's a girl I would love to have sex with us.

BD: Let's be glad that that is pregnancy talk, baby!

GOTA: Am I sensing jealousy?

BD: A little! What can I say?

GOTA: Awe! You will always be my baby. Well after 2-B and fem!Hitoshi.

BD: Yeah, yeah! What a chapter it has been! The tides are definitely turning. Stay tuned for more!