This was not what she had in mind, not in the slightest. The plan. The bigger plan beyond having Izuku fake being her boyfriend for a single night was to set it up so that she could break up with him so her parents would leave her alone about it. That should have been the plan. It still should be the plan. But, and this was a very large and obnoxious but. She hadn't done her part during dinner with her parents.

She was supposed to act annoyed, aloof, and uninterested in Izuku. Something she failed to do from the start. To make matters worse she had acted interested in him. Very interested in him. And the worst part was. It wasn't an act. Somehow during that night, or maybe even before, she had gone from barely thinking about Izuku to being so completely and totally -

Into him.

She had fallen hard. Completely out of nowhere. It wasn't that Izuku was a bad guy, he was a bit dorky, sweet, kind, caring, and actually pretty funny, and like the most supportive dude in the whole world.

"Crap." Kyoka muttered grabbing onto her head and sinking down further into her desk. She was thinking about him again. She hadn't stopped thinking about him. Every time she did she just ended up thinking about him even more and it was making her happy. Why did thinking about him make her happy? She didn't want to think about him and be happy. Not that she wanted to be unhappy thinking about him. She just wanted-

Kyoka took in a deep breath, her eyes drifting towards Izuku as he talked with Tenya about something. When he wasn't nervous he had such a wide confident smile. And he was a great cuddler. When he held her during that movie, it had felt amazing, like getting a song down for the first time, with just the simple act of resting her head on his chest and her hand on top of his. The memory still made her feel warm inside. "What do I want?"

She had never been into the whole dating thing, it just felt like she was too young, even now it just felt like something she should worry about later. When she was an adult. Not now, when she was trying to become some kind of hero or something. She didn't even know what she was. She couldn't deal with having a boyfriend or something.

And Izuku was the same, wasn't he? He was still struggling to define who he was as a person and as a hero. She didn't want to mess with who he was going to become just because she liked feeling his heartbeat. God that was such a weird thing to think. Liking the sound of someone's heartbeat. Only a sound junkie like her would think that.

Or maybe she was just that hopelessly into that green dork that she thought his heart sounded hot.

Kyoka slammed her head into her desk and took in a deep sigh. They didn't need this. Neither one of them needed this.

Guh, this shit was all her parents' fault for insisting on seeing him. Like, why were they so nosy? She told them that Izuku wasn't her boyfriend, but they didn't believe her, so now she had to fabricate some bullshit excuse about how her and Izuku broke up but they're still friends and it just sounded so fucking fake in her head.

"Kyoka?" Momo's soft caring, and oh so reserved voice brought Kyoka out of her inner turmoil. If only for like three seconds. "Is everything alright?"

Kyoka sat back up in her desk and smiled, grabbing one of her pencils and tapped it lightly. "Yeah, I'm fine, just having some writers block for this song I'm working on, I'll figure it out soon though, so don't worry about it."

"Ahh, well, forgive me if you've heard this advice before, but when I'm stuck on something I find taking a break and just not thinking about it, really helps me come back fresh and ready for more." Momo reached down into her bag and pulled out a bento box. "And that was a clever way to invite you to lunch today."

Man, if they were lesbians Momo would be the perfect girlfriend. "Sure sure, sounds great Momo."

Maybe, Momo was right, doing something besides freaking out about her feelings were just what she needed. And to do that she needed to do what she had done for months before. Just not interact with Izuku. Shouldn't be too hard, it wasn't like they were anything more than classmates now.

Classmates that cuddled for two and a half hours and held hands the whole way back to U.A. because her dad drove them back to campus.

Sounded easy all things considered.

She could totally do this. Even if it was hard at first. Wasn't like it was the first time she had obsessed over something until she pulled her hair out, hell she spent months freaking out about how to tell her parents she had gotten accepted into U.A. and hadn't even applied to the music school her dad went to.

Not talking to Izuku more than she had to would be as easy as pie.

She glanced over to him and found herself smiling helplessly.

Totally and completely easy.

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It was probably just him being socially awkward and not being around girls as much as he should have growing up. But somewhere between learning enough about Kyoka to pass as her boyfriend and actually going to dinner at her parents for dinner Izuku had developed a crush on Kyoka. Sure he thought he was just being nervous at first, but when she had placed her hand on his chest and he had his arm around her shoulder the answer became incredibly clear that he liked that.

He liked that a lot.

So he had developed a crush on Kyoka. And it wasn't like those other 'omg a cute girl is talking to me' crushes he got any time a cute girl talked to him, those ones would just kind of come and go on their own. But this Kyoka one was staying.

And it was staying hard. He thought about her all the time when he wasn't doing anything, if he was walking between classes, zoning out his thoughts would just simply drift back towards her. Even in brief moments where he was practicing his moves he found that he would think about her.

And then there was how he felt every time he saw her. A sudden rush that just made him instantly smile and feel so dopey and happy even if they hadn't actually talked since that day. And when he managed to see her smile, he could feel his heart throb in his chest. If this was a crush. It was a big one. A colossal one.

And like all the others he simply wouldn't be able to act on it.

So why was he going to talk to Kyoka?

He managed to catch her with Momo alone, eating on some grass and laughing a bit. Momo was one of the few that knew about what happened so it would be safe to talk in front of her right? Oh god, there was no way he could possibly talk to them. Especially when there was two of them, well he couldn't even do it when it was just Kyoka but oh crap what was he going to do?

"Izuku?" Kyoka asked, leaning back and smiling at him. "What's up?"

Oh crap his crush was talking to him.

Okay. Remember how to breathe.

How the hell did he even pretend to date her?

"Hello, Izuku." Momo said softly.

"Oh, uhh, yeah, Hi." Great. He made like three more noises than he needed too. "I was uhh, just wondering, what ended up happening with your parents."

"Huh?" Kyoka raised an eyebrow, her smile vanishing. "Ahh, right them." She turned and looked towards the sky. "I told them we bombed our last exam so we broke up to focus on school and stuff, they respected that mad hard. So you're off the hook, green. No more fake dates."

"Oh. Well that's good." It wasn't. Why did it feel like he was going to cry? It wasn't like they were actually dating so them breaking up shouldn't suck this much. "I'll uhh, see you around."

"Laters."

Izuku hurried to his room. Managing to hold himself together just long enough to shut his door and fall into his bed. One good cry over it. That was all he would give it.

After a week it stopped hurting. After a month he stopped thinking about her constantly. A year and he stopped thinking about her every day.

But, even after they graduated U.A. one simple fact remained. He still had a crush on Kyoka.

AN: Angst! Time skip next chapter.