AN: I do not own MHA.
(U.A.)
After escaping the store and going my separate way, I took the time to process what happened today. The first portion wasn't too bad, even somewhat enjoyable. I wonder was that how regular dates went?
The saloon feeding incident had me still a little jittery but Himiko's, I mean Toga's, I mean the villain's demeanor had me somewhat calm. The whole time she was acting, I guess, normal.
I kind of expected her to be forcing herself on me at the first opportunity. But she didn't. She got me to enjoy myself. It felt natural the way we hanged out, something similar I used to do with Kaachan. And she wasn't as pushy.
Stupid hentai, corrupting my expectations. I should have known it was nothing like that. I think living beside Mineta has affected me. It was like he was transferring his overabundance of perverted energy to me. He should give that to his friend Kaminari instead.
Everything else was going fine, even in that strange store, until Fumikage arrived. I had the worst luck, but at least I was able to hide Himiko (Toga!) and me from his sight
The dressing room is where everything changed. I didn't get the chance to even think, which Aizawa-Sensei said was my weakness.
When I don't have time to formulate a plan, I go off my instinct and usually make rash decisions that leave me in a bad situation, even if I complete my objective. And this was another example of him being right. I hid Himiko (Toga!), but at what price?
Making out with her was a bad enough decision, even if it felt great. Letting her feel me up? I shouldn't let her do that, even I if I let Hatsume do it all the time, but at least she wasn't a villain!
But feeling Himiko, (Toga!), up in return? I crossed the line, even if she let me. But she enjoyed it…no Izuku! Disperse the Mineta energy!
And…and…getting a handjob? In a public area? I had jumped off the cliff where Kaminari lingered straight into the abyss where Mineta stayed. I don't think there was any way back now.
But it had felt so good though. No! That is not an excuse! Mini-me, stand down! You've already had your fun today. I did not need you visible before I get to the dorms.
Luckily, mini-me followed my orders for once today and I was saved from a huge amount of embarrassment. I walked into the dorms and saw no one in the common room. What a relief.
Someone walked out of the kitchen, making me inch back outside. "Deku-kun!"
Oh. It was just Uraraka. She seemed super happy to see me. Like more than normal.
"Midoriya man!" Sato came also out of the kitchen, rushing past Uraraka, "Jiro! The man is back."
"I know!" I heard Jiro yell from the kitchen. Where they waiting on me?
Sato placed a heavy hand on my still tender neck, making me squirm momentarily and a slight pain emerge on the spot. "We've got to talk man!"
"Wait!" Uraraka spoke up. She seemed confused. "What's going on?"
"We've got a have a bro talk," Sato answered, pulling me right back outside.
"But isn't Jiro coming?" Uraraka asked, seemingly about to follow us.
"Like I said, bro talk. Got to get it done before she arrives," Sato then lead me outside.
"I like your outfit Deku-kun!"
"That was weird!" I said, once we were out of earshot range.
Sato just shook his head. "Midoriya, you are so dense."
He led me behind the dorms, Jiro already there, standing up against the wall like some cool kid. No, she was a cool kid. Todoroki was the only person in our class that matched her aloofness. And he was cooler than cool. Ice cold.
She gave ma quick look over. "How did it go?"
"Oh, it went well!" Sato answered for me. What?
He then removed his hand. "Look at this hickey!"
Jiro made an audible hissing noise. "Damn dude, she's a biter. It's purple."
"W-what are you t-talking about?" I was so confused.
Jiro took out her phone and took a picture. "Look at this."
I looked at the screen to see a big purple bruise on my neck near my collarbone. Himiko left that? "H-how am I supposed to hide this?"
What would Aizawa say on Monday? Or worse, All might? Or even worse, Midnight? I could never live her teasing down!
"Calm down dude, I'll apply some foundation and you'll be fine," Jiro said pleadingly, "I'm sure either me or Momo have some that matches your skin tone."
"Hell no! He needs to wear it with pride," Sato protested.
Jiro frowned. "Did you forget he's trying to keep this on the down low?"
"Oops." I definitely didn't need people finding about this. Mina and Toru would spread rumors like wildfire.
Jiro turned her attention back to me. "Midoriya, before you come back from your dates, check yourself out. If you need help hiding something, contact one of us."
"I don't have either one of your numbers," I said. They both gave then gave me theirs.
"Anyways, tell us about your date," Jiro said.
"You can't hold out on us man. We've helped you and this is our payment," Sato added.
I looked around nervously, seeing nothing but the barely lit campus grounds of U.A., before telling the two about today's events.
"You hit the mark on the clothes, Sato," Jiro complimented with a smirk after I told them exactly what Himiko said. Toga, I mean!
"You doubted me?"
Jiro's and Sato's eyebrows almost fellow off their foreheads when I told them about the first part of the dessert incident. "You're so lucky man!"
Jiro hit the stocky teen in the ribs. "Don't give him an ego. We've got enough guys with those in our class."
"Sorry…"
"Woah," was all Sato was able to say when I told them about what Himko had done right before we left the diner. Jiro was slack jawed.
Jiro did give me a compliment when I told her I paid for the food. And Sato said that always makes a girl feel special, so I guess I'm continuing to do that.
I told them how I freaked out when I saw Fumikage entered the store Himiko brought me to and then dragged the girl into the changing room.
Sato began rubbing his hands deviously, muttering something about this was the good part. Jiro had rolled her eyes at him, asking if Himiko was okay with what I did.
"She already knew how I felt about people knowing about me being in a relationship and that didn't bother her," I answered sheepishly as Jiro glowered at me.
"Whatever, just continue."
When I told them I had left the store while Fumikage was beak deep in some occult book, Sato had to interrupt me. "You can't expect me to believe nothing went on in that room after what you just told us and that hickey on your neck."
"I'm with Sato on this."
Sato grabbed me. "How much action did you get?"
Why was he his eyebrows wiggling like that? He didn't mean…oh no! "We didn't have sex!"
Why did my mouth always betray me? Jiro and Sato gave each other a look I couldn't decipher.
"I didn't mean that," Sato aid after some silence, "I was asking which base did you get to."
"Sato," Jiro sounded scandalized.
"What? He doesn't have to answer that if he doesn't want to."
"Uh, guys," the pair looked at me, "What are you talking about?"
"The four bases, Midoriya," Jiro answered. I was still confused.
She punched the bridge of her nose in obvious frustration. "Sato, explain please."
My beefy classmate gave me a goofy grin before giving me an embarrassing explanation. It was almost as bad as the talk with my dad and mom. Who came up with such a system?
"So which one did you get too?" Sato asked excitedly.
"One," I answered in a squeaky voice. I was sure they could tell I was lying.
A glint appeared Sato's eye, frightening me. "Are you sure about that?"
I tried to curl into myself. "Yeah…"
'Sato, stop it," Jiro said, "You're tormenting him."
He ignored Jiro. "Was it really just first base?"
"Second, I swear!" I said a normal voice.
"Up high Midoriya!" Sato held up his hand. I reluctantly gave a weak high five, while Jiro face palmed.
The sound of something crashing into something and a yelp of pain put us on alert. We walked to the source, near the garbage bin. Nobody was there and nothing was out of place.
"Wonder who that was?" I said before we decided to go back inside.
(My Room)
I was sitting on my bed, just having made it to my room. Today's events were still weighing heavily on my mind. And why I told Jiro and Sato. I was grateful for their help and they both seemed capable of keeping a secret.
It was kind of funny I could tell them but not my friends. Iida would scold me and Uraraka would have a death glare and a killer aura. Todoroki would have his patent poker face.
Even though I spoke to other people about today, I was still restless thinking about it. I need an older more experienced person to help me. All Might? I don't think he's ever been in a relationship. Mom? No way! Dad could help. I looked at the time to see it was right after Kaachan's bed time. Dad should be up now.
I grabbed my phone and called the second number on my contact list.
"Hey there sport!"
"Hey dad," I responded, "uh, I need your help."
"With what son?"
"Girls," I felt my heart try to escape through my throat.
"Let me get your mom on the phone too."
"No!" I yelled, "She can't know about this."
There was silence. That was my cue to explain myself. "I went on a date today with this girl I recently met and it was, for a lack of better word, wild."
"A girl from your school?" he asked.
"No!" That was a weird thing to ask.
"Explain what happened."
I told him how it started and how we went to this American diner. He asked what she got and said she had good taste when I told him the answer. I then told him about the dessert incident. "Huh, neat."
"That's all Dad? No how I shouldn't done that or I could have brought shame to the family?" What kind of response was that?
"First off, you've been watching too many American drama shows with your mom. Second, I'm not your mom and she wouldn't even say those things," My dad answered.
"But…"
"Son, the girl is really into you. Like a lot and she's really forward with what she wants," Dad said, "The real question is are you into her?"
"I don't know," I answered.
"Is she pretty?"
Her fair-skinned face came to mind. "Yes."
"Do you see her as attractive?"
Images of her petite body and chest pressed up against mine, hands running across my body popped into my head. Her toned slender legs on display underneath that cute skirt she was wearing. "Yes."
"So you are attracted to her," he said, "What do you like about her personality?"
I scratched my head. "I've only met her recently and been on one date. I guess her cheerfulness and how my nervous habitats don't creep her out. She thinks they are kind of cute."
"I said the same think about your mother!"
"Dad, why are you encouraging this?" I was curious.
"I don't want you to become so fixated on your hero career that you don't stop and smell the roses!"
I snorted. This rose had a lot of thorns on her.
"I'm serious son. At least one in ten heroes have no close relationships. They hardly speak to their families and have no significant other. Outside of work, they are miserable, making them work every waking moment to have some semblance of happiness. It's a rising epidemic in the hero industry and is one the things my job is combatting!"
"I didn't know that."
"You wouldn't since it's never covered by the media. Most of those guys severe from severe depression. I'm just overly worried because it's been talked about so much at work now. I don't want that to happen to you. Or the angry little Pomeranian pup."
'I'm not a Pomeranian, Fire Breath!' I looked around to see if Kaachan had barged into my room. That was just my mental Kaachan, not the real Kaachan.
"So you two stay close, okay?"
"I think he will be fine, Dad. He has other people he hangs around too," I told him.
"But are they friends?" Dad asked, "You know how he is."
I thought about it. Kaminari and Sero were only regarded slightly better than his old lackeys, Tsubasa and that other guy. I was sure he at least respected Kirishima. "I don't think so…"
"See? We both he know isn't the most social of people," That was an understatement, "But luckily he has you and his parents. And your mom."
"Dad, what does this have to do with anything?"
"Sorry, got a little off topic. You know how it is! But the point is I don't want you neglecting your current relationships or even denying future ones because you have tunnel vision on being a hero," Dad explained, "I know how you are!"
"Okay, I promise. Is that good enough?"
"Yes! Now what else happened on your date, cause noting really crazy happened," My dad said, "Unless you were exaggerating."
"Yep! I was totally exaggerating! You know me too well! Ha ha ha!"
"Izuku…" Dad mode was at 100%, "What happened?"
I can see his face now. Eyes narrowed with those reptilian slits for pupils. Smoke coming out of the edge of his mouth, fang barely visible. The image of a pissed dragon. I was trembling and he was even here! "I went to second base!"
"…"
"…"
I could hear my dad release a resigned sigh. "I guess I have to get you some condoms."
"We're not having sex!"
"Izuku, listen to me. You are a hormonal teenager in high stress school course, anything can happen. It's better to be prepared," My dad said, "And I'm sure it wasn't just touching going on."
"Dad!"
"Boy, you were in a confined place with a really pretty girl who had the hots for you, while making out. And then you probably let her feel all over before you that lead to other things, right?"
"No…"
"What you meant to say was yes."
"Maybe…"
He groaned. "My point stands. I'm getting you condoms and don't worry, I won't tell your mom."
That slightly relieved me until I remember an important fact. "Dad, U.A. screens all our mail!"
"So? I'll just notify them ahead of time if you're so worried," he said "Jeez, such a worrywart. Just like your mother. Just go with the flow sometimes, you know?"
"And look where that got me," I replied grumpily.
"Turn that frown upside down. You know you liked it!"
"Dad, you're sending me mixed messages…"
He laughed. "Enjoy yourself boy, but be equally prepared!"
"Goodnight son! I've got a meeting to get to!"
"Have a good day, Dad."
(?)
When I got back to the hideout, barely anyone was there. Kuri was still at the bar, cleaning a new set of glasses he must have just gotten. He only stopped momentarily when I entered.
"Did you leave a body?" he asked.
"Nope!" I answered cheerily, popping the p. I could see the curiosity in his eyes. "This one is a keeper."
"Hm," was all he said before losing entrance.
I went to my room, slightly disappointed Magne wasn't there. Now I nobody to gush to about my date!
I placed down the bag I brought with me. It contained my date outfit, I had changed afterwards. I had followed my Izu-kun to U.A. To make sure no undesirables messed with him! No one messes with my man!
I had waited around to see if he was going text me that he had made it back to the dorms safely. After half an hour, I got anxious and left. That was rude of him! I'm going to let him know right now!
It might be late, but he didn't have class tomorrow. So he better answer! "Hello?"
"Izu-kun!" I could tell he had fallen asleep.
"Himiko, it's eleven," I contained a giddy squeal. He addressed me by my first name!
"I just had to see if you made it back safely," I told him, "I might have gotten a little worried…"
"So next time, text me when you get back there!"
"0-okay," so cute! "I p-promise I will!"
"Cause I know when you made it there," I told him, "It was 7:35 p.m."
"Oh."
"So what did you do when you got back?" I asked, "I wanted to tell Magne about our date, but she's out. I'm a little bummed out about that."
"Well, uh…"
"Tell me Izu-kun!"
"I talked to some of my classmates about our date. They helped me earlier with preparing for the date," he said, "So two of my classmates know I'm seeing someone. Just a heads up."
"It's not a good heads up if you don't tell me who it is!" I whined
"Himiko…" There he goes again! I'm getting all hot!
"Izu-kun, I already made a promise I wasn't going to hurt any innocents," I reminded him, "I never break my promises, my sweet cute green obsession."
"Sato and Jiro," he told me after a moment of silence.
"Don't know them!" But I was going to look them up! Make sure they weren't competition. "Did you talk to Ochako-chan?"
"No, I was too busy talking to Sato and Jiro," he told me, "But Uraraka was the first person to greet me when I returned."
I got a little miffed. "Hey Himiko, everybody keeps bringing her up and I don't know why. Like anytime I have a girl problem, they assume it's Uraraka."
I laughed. "You're so dense baby. Don't worry about it. Just focus on me."
And only me!
"Um, okay," he stayed confused, "Himiko, I still have one thing to tell you."
"What is it, babe?"
"I t-think we w-went too f-far today," he stuttered. I could just imagine him fidgeting and blushing, "We s-should slow d-down."
I felt a ting of disappointment, but I hid it with my cheer, "It that's what you want babe, but we can still kiss and make out, right?"
"S-sure, but our h-hands have stay in appropriate places!"
"Sure babe," time for some teasing, "I guess my butt wasn't good enough for you if you want to do this…"
"That's n-not! I swear!" He took the bait.
"So you like grabbing my ass?" I teased.
"I m-mean, well, you see, uh…"
"I'm just messing with you, my silly Izu-kun," I told him, "But you did enjoy today, right?"
"Y-yeah."
"What are you doing tomorrow?" I asked.
"Some training and going to see my mom," he answered, "Why do you ask?"
"To see if you have any free time tomorrow," I said, "Maybe I should come over tomorrow!"
"No!" He yelled. That was surprising, "You c-can't! Kaachan is going to be there!"
"Who's Kaachan?" I asked, trying to hide my jealousy.
"The guy you captured. Red eyes. Blonde hair. Explosion quirk and couldn't stop cursing."
"Oh! Why is he going to be there?" I wasn't jealous anymore. Just curious.
"W-well you see, we've been friends since were toddlers," he explained, "Our mothers go way back and both our families are meeting up tomorrow at my mom's for dinner."
"Sounds fun babe!" I heard loud footsteps from nearby. Sounds like the gang came back, "I've got to go. I love you baby!"
"Goodnight Himiko."
AN: Nothing crazy here. Just the aftereffects of the date. Hope you enjoyed it.
Also, shout out to one of the best MHA harem fics on this site.
