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CHAPTER 1
COUPLES' SPOOKY HOUSE EXPERIENCE
Halloween was a concept that took Japan a while to pick up but once it really hit the mainstream, it took off. Like many schools, UA had decided to celebrate it with a festival, and through a vote, it was decided that one of the events will host a haunted house. Set up by multiple students and pro-hero volunteers, the haunted house quickly became popular among the students.
Standing in line to experience a grand tour of terror were a sizable amount of people, each lined up in pairs. It was becoming a popular trend that couples would explore the spooky house together, though the exact reason why varies between each case. Among the many pairs were a certain green cinnamon roll and his violent-haired partner.
"Can this line be any longer," complained Jirou, crossing her arms. She was daring in her choice of outfit, going for a vampire costume but did a few rebellious customizations to it. She went with a black crop-top shaped as batwings over her bosom, her gothic red skirt barely managed to cover her knees accompanied by fishnet tights, the classic cape(though the cape was too big for Jirou's height and they needed to cut it so it only reached down to her waist), and outfit was topped off with a tiara.
Or in short, she went as a slutty vampire.
"It's moving, they seem to be giving each group a set amount of time to explore before sending the next one in. By the rate we're going, it shouldn't be any more than ten minutes," Izuku assured her.
Izuku, who originally wanted to go dressed as a ghost but had to settle on a simple adventurer costume after Jirou rejected the first choice for being too childish, was trying his best to comfort her while they waited. She's been mostly calm, outside of her usual attitude, through their stroll of the school ground but ever since he suggested visiting the haunted house she's been acting differently. She agreed to go with little convincing but now it seemed like she couldn't wait to get the whole thing over with.
"I'll hold you to that," Jirou replied, glancing at him, "Down to the tee, if we wait a millisecond later you're going to treat me to something nice later."
"Eh? Why?"
"Because you're my boyfriend," Jirou states, inching closer to him and softly grabbing the top of Izuku's arm, "When you mess up with your girlfriend, like break a promise, then you need to pay me back for it. That's how relationships work, right? We make up for the bad things we do?"
Izuku looked down at her, seeing her onyx eyes he replied, "R-right. I guess I can get those caramel apples I saw Class B serving."
"Caramel apples? That's your shot?"
"Yeah… why?"
"I don't know, kinda expected an extra-large one."
"Cotton candy! I saw Shoji operating one of the stands that serve these jumbo size cotton candy sticks!"
"Mmmm naaah, I'm not in the mood for something that sugary."
"How about one of those gift baskets. I'm sure they'll have some Reese's, you love Reese's!"
"Yeah, I know…. But agh, they're too plain and won't fit the mood of the holiday. I'm feeling something Halloween themed."
"Cookies! Mirio and Eri made these wonderful-"
"Ugh, cookies, this early and on a possibly empty stomach?"
"Ok, what would YOU want to eat then?" Izuku stated, giving up on finding a viable choice.
Jirou took a moment to think to herself before answering, "And I don't know what I want right now, you choose something."
The comment stunned Izuku as he tried to process the logic, saying, "But-... a-... I just gave three options and you shot down all of them! What do you want me to do!?"
"...You don't have to yell about it," mumbled Jirou, she guiltily diverted her eyes and tilted her head toward the ground. Now she had on one of her signature pouts she wears whenever she was sad, mad, or excessively not happy about something but doesn't want to admit it.
"A- no, no, sorry!" Izuku quickly said, pulling Jirou closer for a comforting embrace. Izuku recognized where this was heading as it was all too familiar, one of the most feared things all male dreaded to deal with(when they're with a female partner) have begun peeking its head out. Jirou was entering the ever feared THAT Girlfriend mood. He needed to act quickly, if he doesn't assess this threat then he's going to have to deal with a certain unenjoyable attitude for the next couple of hours, "I didn't mean it like that, I just wanted to know what you had in mind!"
As long as he does something to cheer her up before she hits the repetitive, one-two word, grumbly reply phase, Izuku will be safe.
"Forget it," grumbled Jirou.
Izuku internally screamed, 'FUCK!' "Hey, no come on. I wanna hear what you're thinking."
"It's fine, forget it."
'I'm so screwed,' Izuku thought, this was developing horribly. He needed something, anything, to change the mood.
"Poor kid," said a hoarse voice. Izuku and Jirou looked toward the people in front of them as the man who said it turned around and revealed himself to be Aizawa himself. Dressed as Batman, he continues, "You really have to learn to watch what you say."
"Look who's talking?" the feminine voice next to him said, turning around to reveal herself to be Ms. Joke who was dressed as the joker.
Seeing these teachers together caused Jirou to ask, "Why are you two together?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Joke said, grabbing Aizawa's arm and pulling him closer, "We're a couple waiting to get in!"
Not responding, Izuku looked toward Aizawa for the real answer.
"I lost a bet," Aizawa stated, "Usually I'm able to keep her advances away by making her promise to stop bothering me if I win but recently I made a bad call."
"What did you bet on?" Izuku asked.
Aizawa gave him a lazy look, "Remember that inter-school competition, during the tournament I betted on your match against Inasa."
"But… I won."
"Exactly."
"...You bet against me?" Izuku mumbled softly.
The grown man rolled his eyes, "Oh grow up, I'm your teacher that doesn't mean I always think you're up to a task. Sometimes I may think you kids haven't studied enough for a test, this time I expected you to get your ass beat. No big deal."
"I beg to differ!"
"You should be happy," Emi exclaimed, "Your victory finally brought this dream couple together! It's only a matter of time before we get married!"
With a scoff, Aizawa snatches his arm out of Emi's grip and tells her, "Don't get carried away, I only agreed to be your date today. I'm not obliged to give you the time of day once this event ends."
"Don't be so sure," claimed the green-haired woman, "Once you get a taste of this birthday cake, you'll come back for seconds. And when you do, you'll never stop till you finish the whole thing."
"...Was that a sex joke?"
"Kinda."
"Gross," commented Jirou, sticking her tongue out in disgust.
Before the conversation could be continued any further, Izuku heard a loud and abrasive voice come from behind him, "Oh you gotta be fucking me."
Katsuki Bakugo, dressed as some kind of delinquent dog boy, entered the line behind Izuku. Despite still having his aggressive stance, his demeanor seemed to be queasy just by being there and he had his hands shoved into his coat pocket.
"What are you doing here?" Jirou asked.
"None of your business," Katsuki replied.
"Really? Cause it seems like you're waiting in line behind us, like the good boy you are."
"Fuck off, I'm here for myself. What are you supposed to be anyway? Your persona in Twilight?"
"I'm a Vampire Queen actually."
"So yeah your persona from Twilight."
Izuku interjected into the conversation, "Why Twilight of all things? That series thankfully died out centuries ago. CyberCastlevania 2XXX just came out last week, use that as a reference to vampires."
"Whatever, just mind your business and keep your eyes straight."
Flipping him off, Jirou calmly replied, "Yeah well fuck you too."
Before things can escalate any higher, another challenger joined the mix.
"Sorry about the wait, it was hard getting the pumpkin off my head."
Approaching the group was Setsuna, dressed in black leather armor. She was brushing her ruffled hair straight as she walked up by Katsuki, commenting, "Must've not cleaned out the inside properly. Anyways, what are we talking about party people?"
"Not too much," responded Izuku, greeting her formally, "That's a nice costume by the way, what are you going as? I remember you mentioned a pumpkin?"
The sharp-tooth girl nodded, she popped her head off her shoulder with one hand because her other hand seems to be missing, answering, "Yeah, I'm the headless horseman. The pumpkin was too irritating to keep on so I had to take it off."
"I told you that'll happen," grumbled Katsuki, "I suggested going as Buggy The Clown but noooo, of course you'll never listen."
"Because you're always being over-dramatic about every choice I want to make."
"You wanted to set the pumpkin on first… while it was still on your head….. and then throw it at people!"
"Excuuuuuse me for wanting to be creative for Halloween! Unlike you who wanted me to go as a fucking clown."
"Fitting for how you act half the time. Actually, scratch that, you made the right choice after all. Being headless totally suits you."
"Looks who's talking, for someone with your academic record you do things that make me think you cheat on all your tests."
"Tch, as if."
There was a deadly tranquility that filled the air and the two stopped speaking for a moment. The group needed time as they put the implications together, Jirou especially was staring in disbelief. She broke the silence, dubiously pointing between the recently arrived greenette and the company she decided to be next to.
"Are you two….?"
Jirou's voice slowly drowns itself out to the silence, prompting the two in question to respond.
"Yes."
"No!"
The suspicious pair looked at each other, Katsuki being the first one to say, "She's full of crap, there's nothing between us."
"That's a bold lie, there's a lot between us," Setsuna cockily retorted.
"Listen to me, I have no reason to lie," Katsuki tells them.
"Listen to me, I have tits," stated Setsuna.
"W-what does that have to do with anything?"
"It's a convincing argument."
"No, it's not!"
"Of course not to you, you're an ass man anyway."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"You always refer to me as lizard tail, clearly you're infatuated with my ass."
"What!? I sure you just make up the most deluded assumptions."
"Are you saying you've never stared at my backside before," Setsuna asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
Katsuki stayed silent for a moment.
"...Irrelevant," claimed Katsuki before turning to the group, "Point is, this altercation is nothing special between us, it just so happens that we're going to experience this together."
"So you admit to being here with her," Izuku pointed out.
Cold sweat dripped down Katsuki's face at the question, responding, "No, she just follows me everywhere."
"Liar!" exclaimed Setsuna, grinning ear to ear as she continues, "He's the clingy one. We were holding hands earlier but when I wanted to go away for a bit to remove the pumpkin from my head he was super grumpy about it and didn't want me to go. I literally had to give him my hand and have him save us a spot in line to make him stop being a grouch about being away from me for a few minutes."
Jirou's eyes lit up in surprise hearing it, holding back laughter as she says, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"No!" shouted Katsuki, his sweating only increased.
"He's still holding my hand right now!" claimed Setsuna, prompting one of her hands onto her waist.
"Slander!"
"Why is your hand still in your pocket?"
"..."
"..."
….
"It's comfy there," Katsuki finally answered.
Deciding that he'll be daring today, Izuku calmly grabbed the arm of the conceal hand and pulled on it, revealing that Setsuna wasn't lying.
…
The ash-blond didn't say anything afterward, only putting his hood over his head and remaining quiet.
"Poor kid," commented Aizawa, "should've learned, it's a lot easier being honest from the beginning and saving yourself the time."
Nodding her head next to him, Emi added, "It's all a part of growing up, they'll get it eventually. Just like that marriage proposal right? When is that coming along anyway? I'm guessing some time when you're out of that black suit of yours and walking around as Bruce Wayne?"
"Keep dreaming you psychopath."
"I'll take that as a yes bats! HAHAHAHA!"
Aizawa was sure to make a mental note to never lose in a bet ever, he should really consider a restraining order but that felt a bit too excessive. Then again, if she takes her roleplay a bit too seriously then it might be necessary. He wasn't the biggest comic book fan but if the few stories he read told him anything, it's that being with the Joker will not be a pretty relationship.
With the loudest of them all being muted, every couple went back to their more private conversation.
"I still can't believe those two are a thing," commented Jirou, despite all the chuckles she had, she was stuck between wanting to continue to laugh or seriously thinking about how such a crack ship constructed from the best lab in New York came to be.
Izuku shrugged, "Honestly, it seems like a lot of our classmates are revealing a lot about themself today."
"Like who?"
"There's Ochako dating Shoto, which was my biggest shock for the day by far," Izuku says, he remembers spitting his water when the brunette told him the news.
"Oh yeah," said Jirou, she almost died of embarrassment when she realized all the time she spent pushing Momo taking the hottest guy in school was poorly misjudged, "A lot of miscellaneous couples happened within the last few months didn't they? There were Mina and Shinso as well as Momo and Tamaki."
Izuku chuckled, "Pffft, I remember you were grumpy all day when you found out about them. You had the biggest crush on… well both of them."
"S-shut up," stammered a blushing Jirou, crossing her arms, "Besides, it was only because of... That did you have a chance to sneak in, so you better not take it for granted!"
"I'm not, I swear," the cinnamon roll replied with a smile, "If anything I call it a win all around the board, seems like most of our friends found comfort with each other here at school."
"Speaking of which, did you see whose Tsuyu is with?"
"You mean that lime-haired guy dressed as a pirate."
"Yeah, I don't think he goes to our school."
"I liked his eyepatch but the double hooks were overdoing it."
"Agreed, how would that even work?"
"Speaking of costume choices, there's Iida's costume."
"Oh yeah, who knew his family was such hard-devoted Catholics. Until he explained it, I was confused at first as to why he chose to dress as a crusader."
"My only concern is that I'm not sure if he means it when he says he wants to start another crusade."
"Didn't we already have like four-hundred-and-nineteen of them? How many times are they going to try to take Jerusalem? Let it go already!"
"You better be careful how loud you say that, Iida might deem you a heretic."
The two shared a laugh, by a stroke of fate, Izuku might've just avoided the wrath of that girlfriend mood. Though her hands were still crossed, Jirou's posture was easing in tension, allowing Izuku to slip an arm in between her own.
He states, "Guess our friends are no weirder than us being together right now huh?"
"...Yeah, I guess you're right," said Jirou, she took a page out of the book of someone she'll never expect and entwined the fingers of her hands with Izuku's, "And…. I kinda prefer it this way. Weird things like this happening are pretty rockin."
"Did…. Did you actually just use the word rockin unironically in an actual conversation?"
A violet-haired punk-rocker blush again, this time she pinched his side saying, "It slipped out you jerk!"
Within their conversation, the line had drastically shrunk. By the time they noticed this they were next in line to enter.
"Oh look at that, we're next," commented Jirou, staring at the big corridor doors in front of them.
Izuku looked down at his phone to check the time, "I wonder how long it took, pretty sure it didn't take more than ten minutes. Didn't we arrive here at-"
"Doesn't matter," Jirou interrupted, "We're going to get some extra special treat afterward."
"A- Why!?" ask Izuku, he was sure they weren't waiting for that long.
"I just want to spend more time with you," muttered Jirou, she shyly leaned back, allowing her back to rest against Izuku's chest.
"...Oh," now it was Izuku's turn to blush.
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"Not at all."
"Better not."
Right as Jirou was speaking, the corridor doors opened by themselves and white mist leaked out from the long desolate highway.
"Spooky," commented Jirou.
Izuku turns to her and asks, "Shall we go in?"
"You're the one who wanted to come here," Jirou stated, walking in.
As their hands remained connected, the couple entered the haunted house in front of them.
TO BE CONTINUED
Next Time Teaser: Treat or trick, Jirou gets tricked, and Izuku gets a treat.
((Just letting you all know that the next set of chapters will basically be super quick smut chapters between a few of the couples we see.
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