AN: I do not own MHA. Meh.
(My Room)
Oh God. I don't know what to wear! I've never been on a date before. I don't want to mess this up!
Okay, calm down Izuku. Stop pacing around your room. You just need some good advice from one of the guys.
Now who to choose? Iida? Too fancy. Todoroki? His taste in clothing seems to be just as bland as mine. Kaachan? Fat chance of him helping. Plus, I don't want to look like a hoodlum. One time was good enough.
Kirishima? I'm not a crocs guy, no offence to him. Tokoyami? Too edgy. Sero was a big maybe. And Kaminari was not be trusted, according to Jiro.
Mineta? I don't feel like being arrested. I'm not a fan of flamboyant clothing, so no Aoyama. I'm sure Toga would like to see my face, so Shoji is out. Koda? People might get the wrong impression with all the animal themed stuff on me. Plus, that would confuse Toga.
I've only seen Ojiro in our school uniform or a gi, like his hero uniform. Sato wore simple outfits for workout and casual stuff. It showed off his muscles in a way I could he comfortable with, I think.
Muscle man it is then! I've been around Kaachan too long during that mini break after Kamino. Auntie had been super protective and basically had him under house arrest. With me being the only person from school she trusted to see him. Or was it because everyone else's parents wouldn't let their kids leave their home district at the time?
So far about a week, I was forced to listen to Kaachan complain about everyone and everything. Mostly our classmates, since Kirishima made a group chat on this chat app for the class, one Kaachan made me download and put me in the group so I could be miserable with him. Which lead to everyone asking if Kaachan was alright. I'm sure he is still mad about that. I got to learn everyone's nickname through chat. I was only missing like two anyway.
I honestly expected a worse name for Sato, like, uh, Fuck Lips or something. I felt dirty for even thinking of the f word.
My new problem was I didn't know where Sato was located and I only had two hours to prepare! Time to check the closest possible location.
I bolted out of my room, knocking over Kaminari. I'll apologize later, this was the second time this had happened.
I got to the first floor and headed to the kitchen. And there he was, eating a slice of cake. "Sato-san!"
He looked up at me. "Sup Midoriya."
I ran over to him. "I need your help!"
"With what?" he asked, not fazed by my suddenness.
"With a girl," the familiar voice of Jiro answered for me from behind me.
I jumped and turned around to face her. "Why did you tell him that?"
"I was saving him from your mumbling and stuttering," she answered, without a care in the world, "And it's not Uraraka, Sato."
"Damn," he responded, "I just lost a thousand yen to Bakugo."
"Stop telling him everything. And why does everyone keep bringing up Uraraka?" I was ignored.
"I'm guessing Mr. Mutters nagged himself a date somehow," Jiro said, "So he needs something better than his normal wear. Still casual though. Something that shows off his body a bit."
Sat nodded in agreement. "I'm sure I can do something. Hopefully he has some shirts with really shirt sleeve to show off his biceps."
"And no Kanji," Jiro added.
"Guys!"
"And it has to be fitted," Sato continued, also ignoring me.
"I doubt he has anything like that," Jiro remarked, "Probably have to borrow a shirt from someone his height, but skinnier."
"Like Kaminari," I was going even try anymore, so I let Sato keep speaking, "But Kirishima probably has some fitted shirts."
"You're right! Plus, he can keep his mouth shut for longer than Kaminari," Jiro agreed, "I trust Midoriya in your capable hands."
He gave her a thumps up before dragging me away. I asked for this, didn't I?
(Later)
I was sitting on a bench, waiting on Toga to arrive. I was dressed in a black muscle shirt that was very snug on me, courtesy of Kirishima. I had a pair of Khaki cargo shorts with ankle high white socks and my red sneakers. I had to beg to wear the pair of shoes.
I was glad Jiro and Sato had snuck me out of the dorms. I mean Aizawa-Sensei knew I was gone, but I didn't want attention from my classmates with my clothes. I had gotten, and still am getting, a lot of stares from females on the way here. Glad Uraraka isn't here.
"Izu-kun!" My head snapped in the direction of the voice. There she was, not even disguised. Well, she did change her clothes.
She had a black short sleeve shirt with a red broken heart in the center. An oversized long sleeve shirt with stripes alternating between black and pink underneath the first shirt. She wore ruffled black mini skirt, a chunky black belt with a silver square buckle on her waist, and had fishnet leggings on and a pair of black platforms boots. The entire ensemble was finished by the spikey collar on her neck.
I'm sure my eyes were buck wide. It was a very eye-catching attire, cute, but strangely alluring at the same time. Those fishnet leggings showing off her toned legs. Bad thoughts! Don't think that way about this…this…villain! No matter how good she looks right now! Argh!
I stood up as she ran towards me. "Hey Toga."
I wasn't expecting the hug, the force of her making me take a few steps back. Her chest was pressed up against mine and I had to force myself to not look downwards. I was getting a pleasurable feeling I wish would go away!
"Hug me back," she whispered into my ear, her hot breath making me slightly weak in the knees, "Or do you really want the attention of these other people?"
I looked around to see passersby staring at us. One guy, about my age in green spandex and with a bowl cut, was giving me a thumbs up with a big cheery smile. Somehow he was making his teeth shine to the point that even Aoyama would be jealous. Might be his quirk.
I smiled sheepishly back and returned the hug awkwardly. She smiled at me as she finally let go.
"You hungry babe?" she asked me. My stomached answered for me. "Guess so!"
She grabbed my hand, pulling me towards me somewhere. I didn't notice last time how soft her hands were. No! Stop it, Izuku!
Soon we were at the door of this small building. I didn't catch the name since we rushed through the doors. I was lead to table in the corner, away from everyone. The small glances I took around reminded me of an American diner that I had visited once with my dad and mom in California.
My home training kicked in and I pulled out the seat for Toga, who gave me a big ole smile. "Such a gentleman."
I choose not to respond, sitting down in my own seat. I looked at her to see her staring at me with voracious hunger. It didn't scare me for some reason, giving me excitement instead. Oh no!
She eyed my chest once again., licking her lips. "I like what you're wearing, Izu-kun. It fits so well on you. You looking like a snack."
Her fangs were on full display right now. I swallowed the ball of nervousness, anxiety, and excitement that had formed in my throat. "Thank you."
She just kept smiling at me. She crossed her arms under her chest, making it pop out. "What do you think of my outfit?"
I think I was having a hot flash. "It looks great on you, Toga."
She leaned over, somehow making her chest even more noticeable. I was guilty of staring like a Mineta. "What do you like best?"
My eyes darted up, I felt the fear of being caught. Instead of anger, she had a smirk on her face. "I like how your outfits shows off your legs!"
I clamped my hand over my mouth. Did I really just say that? I took a chance and glanced at my 'date.' She as smiling even more now!
"Really? I thought you were more interested in these?" she emphasized her chest again before frowning, "Are they not good enough?"
"They're great!" Shut up mouth!
I saw a lady walk towards us with menus. "How are you two doing today?"
"Great!" Toga answered for us. I nodded in agreement.
The lady handed us our menus. "We're having a special where you can get a sundae, any flavor you want, for hall off for couples only!"
My eyes widened. People really thought we were a couple? Oh gods, save me!
"Izu-kun, let's get that! Strawberry flavor!" Toga yelled excitedly.
"L-let's put something on our s-stomachs first," I suggested. Toga agreed and our server said she would be back with two glasses of water.
We were looking at the menus for a minute before Toga asked me something. "What are you going to get babe?"
"The double cheeseburger, with lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and mustard," I answered, "I'm getting seasoned fries as my side."
I haven't had an American meal like this in so long. The last time was last year with my dad.
"I've never had American food before, so I'll get the same thing. But I'm going for the single cheeseburger instead," she told me.
"Good choice," was my response, "What drink are you getting?"
"Sweet tea!"
"American sweet tea is super sweet, especially the southern kind the serve here. They just dump sugar in it," I warned her.
"What are you getting then?"
"…sweet tea," I answered lamely, "But I'm used to it. My dad and I get it all the time."
I felt her stare intensify, she had this curious expression on her face. "I've never seen your father before."
Darn it! Me and my big mouth! "His work keeps him away from home."
"So he works overseas then? Maybe in America?" her curious expression turned into of a hunter's. Like she has just cornered her prey.
Could I even talk my way out of this? I already said so much! Why did I get comfortable? This date was forced!
"Izu-kun," she said softly, grabbing my hand on the table, "What's said here, stays here. The gang won't hear a word of it."
Gang? She must be talking about the League of Villains. "I can't trust you."
"Tomura's reach doesn't even go out of the country," she told me, "It pales in comparison to the previous leader."
Was she trying to make me let my guard down? Was she even telling the truth? As I was searching her eyes for the truth, our server came back and gave us our waters.
We gave her our orders and Toga never let go of my hand. We went back to staring at one another. I weighed the decision of telling her the truth. She could easily look up my dad or ask someone in the neighborhood. Everyone there know who he was and he worked in America. He was one of the leading agents of the company he worked for, earning him a personal page on their website!
"He does," I finally answered. There wasn't really any reason to lie or any benefit for me.
She smiled. "Was that so hard?"
"Yes." I wasn't being sarcastic either.
She bopped me on the nose. "It will get easier soon. I promise I won't tell anyone. Cross my heart."
I sighed after she made an x over her already broken heart with her hand. "Can we talk about something else?"
"Sure! What do you want to talk about?" she asked.
Jiro's words came to mind. "Tell me more about yourself."
The next few minutes were filled with idle chatter. I learned she was into the Kawaii culture, loved everything sweet, practiced parkour, thought the current hero system was failing, wanted a pet sugar glider, and I was the most important thing in her life.
Most of the stuff was really girly and normal. I didn't agree the hero system was failing, but it did have its faults. No system was perfect. And I didn't want to touch on her obsession with me.
Our food arrived, the aroma reawakening my hunger. I took a crack at the fires, which were salty and crispy. I added ketchup for that salty and sweet brain confusing combo.
Once I ate half of my fires, I took a sip of my tea before moving onto the burger. The greasy beef tantalized my tongue. I swallowed my current bite and took another sip of my tea.
"You're really enjoying yourself," Toga commented, a frown on her face, "Makes me think you forgot all about little ole me."
"No! No! No! I swear I didn't," I told her, making her quickly lose her frown, turning it upside down. She had only eaten a few fires and a small bite out of her burger. "Do you not like the food?"
"I love it! But it was interesting to see you wolf down the food like you haven't eaten today."
I rubbed my neck nervously. "Well, actually this is my first meal today. And I haven't had American food in a long time. I have a strict diet to keep up my physique."
"So this is your cheat day?" she asked.
"I get one a week," I answered, "Normally I would eat a bunch of cake or something."
She grabbed her burger. "I'll have to make sure I pick some good places since your cheat day is now going to be with me from now on."
"E-every w-week?"
She took a bite of her burger and swallowed. "If our schedules don't conflict, then yes!"
Was this really my life now? Weekly dates with a villain? A voice that sounded suspiciously like Kaachan's was laugh at the absurdity of the situation.
"Do you not like this?" I heard her ask.
"It's f-fine!" Don't want to upset her.
"Good." That was all she said that sent chills down my spine. The rest of the meal was in silence. Half comfortable and half awkward. Perfectly balanced, as things should be.
The server returned once again to pick up our now finished food. She returned shortly afterwards with the cup of desert. And Toga was bouncing in her seat. "It looks so good, Izu-kun!"
She was right and my mouth was salivating at the sight of it. I checked to make sure I wasn't drooling like her.
"Let's dig in babe!" I chuckled at her enthusiasm. I went to grab a spoon, but my hand was smacked away by hers. "I'll feed you!"
My face got a little heated at the idea, as she moved her seat right beside mine. She took a spoon and got a scoop of the sundae. She put it in her mouth, her ever smiling face gaining an even wider smile.
"Good! Your turn, Izu-kun," She got another scoop with the same spoon and brought it to my face, "Taste it."
"B-but you've already eaten off it," I protested.
She rolled her eyes. "I am a very clean person. I brush my teeth and floss twice a day!"
I gulped as the cold spoon was right against my trembling lips. I let the spin in, enjoying the flavor of strawberry syrup, vanilla ice cream, and cuts of strawberries. This was so inappropriate, being fed by a girl, sharing the same spoon, and in public! What would my mother think?
'Izuku Midoriya, how dare you shame your family like this!' the Kaachan impersonator said.
I ignored him or it, in favor of trying to stay calm as Toga switched between feeding herself and me. The sundae was quickly gone and I let Toga have the cherry. "Babe, you got a little whip cream on your lip. Let me get it."
I was expecting her to use a napkin, not bend over and use the tip of her tongue to get it! I knew I was super blushing now! Even our server was blushing as she handed our bill and ran off with the empty desert cup and spoons.
The food wasn't expensive when I looked at the bill and I could feel Toga peering over my shoulder. I took out the necessary funds out my wallet to pay for it, noticing Toga doing the same.
"I'm paying," We both said.
"Jinx! I'm getting another kiss!" she said. I felt my lips twitch upwards. No, bad mouth! You've already done a bunch of stupid stuff today!
"I'm still paying," I said, placing my money down.
"Are you sure?" she asked, "This was my idea…"
I took note of the hesitancy in her voice. "Yes, don't worry about it."
She smiled. "You get an extra reward today."
Huh? The server came back for the final time and took the payment after counting the money. She wished us a good day, still slightly blushing.
Toga then lead me out the diner, to a small store nearby. It was filled to the brim with dark clothing with strange symbols on them, books shelved with supernatural tomes, and posters of strange creatures. Tokoyami's dream store basically.
"You've been in here before?" I asked Toga, as we passed by the bored looking punk clerk. He was wearing a black shirt with a crying skull on it. Something that would fit on Jiro. Guess she would shop here too.
"Nope! But I think we should try something new together!" she answered.
"This whole dating thing is new to me," I quipped under my breath.
"Same here!" I didn't mean for her to hear that.
We walked down the aisles, going through all the strange things we came across. Like a book some god like creature with a tentacle face. Kind of freaked me out.
Our time was cut short when I heard the bored clear at the counter talk. "Sup, Fumi."
No, it can't be. I looked back to see my bird headed classmate had just walked in. Oh crap. I jinxed myself. I grabbed Toga's hand and put a finger to her mouth to keep her silent as she looked at me with this adorable confused face. No! Adore later, run first! I mean, no adoring!
In the far corner of the shop, I saw changing rooms. Perfect. I led Tooga back there, into one of the rooms, and locked the door behind us. "One of my classmates is here."
"Which one?"
"Doesn't matter, I can't be seen with you," I told her, "This store is his type of place."
"I guess we will be here for a while," she said.
I looked at her and nodded. "I guess so."
She smiled deviously, making me inch close to the wall of the room. "Let's have some fun then, Izu-kun."
She took a step forward, and I took a step back, getting a sense of déjà vu. The hunger in her eyes scared me. It seemed live she was going to devour me. I felt my back hit against the wall. I had nowhere to run. She pressed up against me, her hand on my sides, near the lower hem of my shirt.
Our lips met for the first time today. But this time, she only withdrew a hair's breadth away, before kissing me again. And she kept doing this over and over! And I couldn't fathom why I wasn't stopping her.
I felt her soft hands rub against my abs, finally kicking my brain into gear. I pushed her slightly back so I could speak. "Togmmmph!"
She had closed the distance as soon as my mouth opened and now her tongue was exploring my mouth! Was her feeling me up just a distraction? Would Hatsume do something like this? And what's worse, my tongue got into a wrestling match with hers. I didn't know what I was doing, what was happening, and why I couldn't control myself! But I shamefully admit I was enjoying myself.
But why? I shouldn't be! I didn't want to be here!
'But you like, no love, the position you are in now!' Shut up Kaachan! Wait, he wasn't here. Now I have a voice in my head that sounds like him and mocks me.
'I've been here for years! Anytime you have self-confidence issues! Which is like every day.'
Great! I was going crazy, trying to gain dominance in this tongue spar with Toga. Enjoying her hands going up and down my body. My hands slithering downward like disobedient snakes, sneaking underneath her skirt. Stop hands! Bad hands!
I think I died a little on the inside as my hands grabbed her rear. Like, I would never do that. But that got her to stop fighting me and gasp.
"Someone's excited." She said, a giant smirk on her face. Her hands went down. A little too far down. My hips bucked a bit. "Really excited."
"Toga, maybe we should stop," I suggested.
"Himiko," she whispered.
"Huh?"
"Call me, Himiko," she whispered again, as she unzipped my pants.
"Toga," she glared at me, "I mean Himiko! This is a little too far, don't you think?"
She giggled. "Says the guy grabbing my ass. Just enjoy it. It's something new for the both of us."
She wrestled out my member, who was standing at attention. She brought her hand up to her mouth, spitting on the appendage. It went back down. I shivered as I felt her cool saliva going against my member. The she went up the shaft and I bit my lips to hold in a moan.
"Feels good, Izu-kun?" I nodded. She went over the head with her hand and my knees trembled. She gave me another kiss before sucking on my neck. The moan finally escaped.
My breathing fastened as she began to jerk me off again. She mostly focused on the shaft, but the times she went where the head and shaft met, I felt my legs turn into jelly.
And the strange pleasure I got form her sucking, not biting, my neck had me constantly squeezing her butt. It was the only thing other thing I could concentrate on. And the harder I squeezed, the faster she jerked. My hips were moving in rhythm with her hands as she kept pumping.
"Himiko," I moaned, "You've got to stop. I'm about to…oooh."
She had started to pump even faster and I was breathing harder and harder. The final straw as when she started to concentrate on the head. I was done. Defeated.
"Oh my god," I said between, deep breaths, leaning on Himiko for support. She finally stopped sucking on my neck.
"How good was it, Izu-kun?" she asked, as she put it away.
"Too good," was my breathless reply.
Himiko just finished making me look presentable. "Did you like your extra reward?"
I took another deep breath. "You didn't have to do that."
"I wanted too."
I closed my eyes, trying to hide my disbelief. "Izu-kun, you know I love you right?"
"You say that," was my response. I felt her hands on my cheeks and then her lips on mine again.
"I'm telling you the truth," she said as I opened my eyes, "If you want more or even go further, just say the word. I would love my first to be with you."
I looked into her eyes, shining with sincerity. But she could be faking it!"
"Whatever you wanted me today, I would have done it, no questions asked," she said, constantly trying to convince me.
"I believe you," I said. Did? Maybe? I'm sure she was telling the truth about the offers, but she was not willing to do anything for me.
She smiled once again before kissing me, which turned into full blown making out again.
AN: Hello everybody. I hope you enjoyed the new chapter. Nobody has a problem with me making Uraraka a semi-yandere, do they? Sometimes in canon, I feel like she gives off that vibe. Mei and Melissa are prime examples, even if one is non canon. I think.
Now to the lemon(lime?). Good or not? It's my first time ever writing something like that.
Also, I doubt there will be any significant fights. Maybe one or two, but that's definitely not the focus of this story. Hope no one is disappointed by that.
