AN: I do not own MHA.
I'm glad most of you liked Hisashi. I want to portray him as a good father.
And the eavesdropper shall be unveiled next chapter!
(Homeroom)
It was Tuesday, the second day of classes for this week. Nothing had happened that was different or stranger than usual. Besides yesterday, when I ate lunch somewhere private because Himiko wanted to chat on the phone.
I had to make up a believable excuse for my friends. Especially Uraraka. She had been, as what I can best describe as, hovering over me the last couple of days. It reminded me of my mother, which made the behavior slightly annoying, since she wasn't my mom. But I ignored that feeling because she was my friend and I didn't have many of those. Well, I didn't have any friends besides Kaachan until U.A. and I was still scared of losing them over doing something stupid. So I just Uraraka let be.
Iida was the easiest to fool and Uraraka had been slightly harder. I could tell Todoroki was suspicious of me. I wouldn't be surprised if he confronted me later. And think it's somehow his fault. Probably bring up how he's fated to be THE HAND CRUSHER!
"Class, we are having a special class today," Sensei told us. I perked up. "And we have a special speaker."
I got a little giddy, ignoring the obvious anger Kaachan was sending off from my behavior. The happiness turned into fear when Midnight walked. "Good morning, my lustful students!"
"Excuse me Kayama-sensei, but none of us are lustful!" Iida shouted, "As a class president, I must defend my class's honor!"
"That's cute, mini Ingenium, but we all know Mineta has no honor." Much of the class erupted in a chorus of ohs and ahs as the purple-haired boy cried. The class was silenced by the wombo combo of Midnight whip cracking and Eraserhead's quirk-enhanced glare. I felt bad that I didn't feel bad about Mineta.
"Today's lesson is going to be sex ed!" Midnight announced excitedly. The class groaned in response. "Stop being prudes! You're all so young and filled with energy."
"Don't encourage them," Aizawa droned, "You're having this class because two of your classmates were mailed protection."
He looked at me. I shuddered a bit, still wondering who was the second person. Hopefully not Mineta since he only looked at the back of the class. Can't be Todoroki, I don't think he even understands sexual attraction. And Yaoyorozu? Don't make me laugh.
Kaachan turned around. "Guess your old man gave you a pack too."
Well, that solves that mystery. Dad must have spoken to Uncle.
I nodded. "Don't go too hard on Round Face. If it's Hair For Brains, go nuts. She probably likes that shit."
What? Why did he say that about Uraraka and Hatsume? It wasn't like they were the only two females anyone saw me around!
...Wait, they were. That didn't mean we were doing stuff. Other than Hatsume touching me somewhat inappropriately all the time. Actually I can see a small reason he mentioned Hatsume.
"Midoriya, Bakugo! Do you two have something to share with the class?" Aizawa asked, "Other than the fact you two are the reason we are having this class?"
I knew I was bright as a tomato now, if I wasn't already before. "No Sensei!"
Kaachan did that harsh blowing noise he was so fond of as he turned around. "No."
I saw everyone was looking at us. Uraraka had her scary face on. I definitely had to prepare myself and keep Kaachan quiet. I liked being in orbit, even if my bff would be in space with me so it wouldn't be too bad. Kaachan wouldn't like that though.
(Later that day)
After the traumatic session had ended with Midnight, Sero and Kaminari had ran over to Kaachan and me. Kaachan had sent them one of his murder glares, level three, so they didn't bother him. They came over to me, begging for what Dad had sent me.
I felt my anxiety about to overload me, until Mineta, of all people, saved me. He had told the pair he had condoms to share. Kaminari and Sero looked at him weirdly before declining. Mineta had a little tantrum, demanding to know what's wrong with his stuff. Seto said that the uh size difference was too great...
I just stood there in shock as the three got in a fight while Kaachan was dying of laughter in his seat. Yaoyorozu's face was just as red as mine. Jiro and Asui came back at stopped the fight as Sensei had already fallen asleep. Or was just ignoring us. I was leaning on the latter. It was his nap time.
After the fight had broken up, I met up with Iida, Todoroki, and Uraraka in the hallway. Iida said he needed to talk to Uraraka and me after class in the dorm kitchen. Which was where I was heading now, with Uraraka practically attached to my hip during the whole walk there.
"Deku-kun, what do you think he wants to meets about?" she asked.
I shrugged. "I have no idea."
"What did you think of our special class?"
I felt heat rushing to my face. "It was very informative. Much more detailed than I expected."
'Still not as bad as my dad's lessons.' I shivered in remembrance.
"How was that?"
I jumped away from her. "I said that out loud?"
She shook her head. "No. You were mumbling again."
Uraraka hopped beside, something she must have picked up from Asui. At least Uraraka didn't get down on all fours like her. Didn't Asui know how short the skirts were? "But I've gotten better at understanding it! I think only Bakugo understands it better than me!"
'And my parents.'
"That's good, I guess," I rubbed my neck sheepishly in response. Uraraka pumped a fist in the air in some strange form of recognizing victory, I guess?
My phone buzzed and I check to see a message from Himiko. I caught Uraraka trying to peek at my screen. I turned slightly away, not acknowledging the invasion of privacy.
Himikp was asking what I had planned for the day. I texted her that I didn't know yet as Uraraka and I entered the kitchen. Iida was sitting down at the table.
"Uraraka! Midoriya!" Iida stood up, "I have a very important task for you two. I've already gained permission from Aizawa-sensei for this!"
Uraraka and I glanced at one another before Iida gave us a sheet of paper and a wad of cash. I got the paper, she got the cash.
The paper had a list of food items. "Iida, is this a grocery list?"
His hand chop was right in my face. "Correct! I consulted with Vice representative Yaoyorozu and we decided that you two are the most trustworthy for this task!"
"Uraraka, you skills of money management, haggling, and finding alternative products has deemed you the best for handling the grocery funds." Uraraka had stars in her eyes.
"Midoirya, your strict adherence to your diet, workout, and studying make you the best for acquiring all of the necessary items and not anything extra!"
Uh...
"And with your skills combined, Yaoyorozu and I believe you two will gather the most cost efficient cart of groceries!" Iida finished dramatically.
"We won't let you down Iida," Uraraka said eagerly, "Right Deku-kun!"
I nodded dumbly, too afraid of what could possibly happen later.
(?)
I had finished Bad Touch man's job an hour ago and it just happened to be right in the same district as U.A.! I stayed in a nearby cafe afterward, watching the gates of the hero school.
I was looking for a way in, but I couldn't get close enough to get a good look! No one walked on the side of the road that U.A. was on. I couldn't just walk over there, the cameras would spot me instantly. I needed a crowd to blend in and use the blood from that thug to hide.
I might have taken off my cardigan today, but I was still recognizable in my old school uniform. It wasn't the exact same one I ran away with, that one got but destroyed after a fight with this fire quirk guy. I liked the dark blue seifuku enough to steal another set! I even found another red scarf to recreate the whole outfit a year ago!
As I sipped on my bubble tea, I saw my favorite head of geen hair. And then a familiar bob of brunette hair. I stopped drinking at that moment. I got up and marched out of the cafe, throwing the cup in the garbage, still half full.
I followed them down the street. I checked my phone to see if Izu-kun had texted me.
'I have to get groceries.' That's all it said. So he was letting me know he was leaving the campus. Good boy! But he had forgotten that tidbit about a tag along. Bad boy! There will be a punishment...
I bared my fangs when I saw Ochako-chan repeatedly touching my Izu-kun! Couldn't she see she was making him uncomfortable? He kept shuffling away. Take a hint girl!
When they got inside the store, I texted him. 'Get away from her! Now!'
He took one look at his phone, his widened and he began to look around frantically. Izu-kun, you are being so obvious!
He started to speak very erratically and stuttered as Ochako-chan listened patiently. I could see she was all worried. And all those questions she was asking was pissing me off! Stupid lip reading ability! Why did I learn that again?
Izuku said they should split up to gather more groceries quicker. He ripped the piece of paper in half, thruster into her hands, and ran off. I met him at the entrance, as he had to get his own car.
"Hey Izu-kun!" I purred as he picked up a handheld basket.
"Himiko, don't you know who that is?" He whispered harshly.
I grabbed his free hand, my thumb rubbing over his pretty scars, as we began to walk the aisles. "Yep! That's Ochako-chan! We met at the little forest camping trip and I made her realize something important about herself!"
"So you know that a person could recognize you and you still followed me?" he asked in disbelief, "You could easily get caught!"
I poked him in the cheek. "Hey mister, I wasn't the one making it obvious that something was wrong!"
He blushed. Such a cutie. "Was I that bad?"
I nodded. "Yep. So we're going to play a game to help you with that."
"I'm going to point out a person. You have three seconds to examine them. Afterward, you have to give me all the details you got. Understand?"
"Why would I need to do this?" He asked.
"Because it will help you with your hero career," his lit up with interest, "It will help you find the strengths and weaknesses of your foes quicker."
"I'm already good at that."
I smirked. "Practice makes perfect, Izu-kun. Impress me."
He finally relented, eyes shining with determination. I got a little turned on, he was taking me seriously. Something that rarely happened.
I pointed at my first target. "That one!"
Izu-kun's head snapped in the direction my finger was pointing. Three seconds. "Time's up."
"Male. About 63 inches tall and 125 pounds. Has some form of mutant quirk related to mice. Has the ears, facial structure, nose, whiskers, and even the tail. His attire suggests he is a middle aged working man. Probably desk job." Impressive.
"Keep that up and you might get a special award," I said slyly. Was it a trick of the light or did his eyes just shine even more?
"Her!" I pointed at some blonde haired lady.
"Shit!" Did Izu-kun just swear? I was going to take a closer look at the person, but Izuku pulled me away.
"That was close," he muttered.
"Who was that?" I wanted to know who could make him act so unusually.
"Auntie Mitsuki!" He answered, "She would never let me out of her sight if she saw us. She's really bossy and super aggressive, which is where Kaachan got his attitude from."
"Oh! That's his mom!" I said, realizing why he was acting like this, "Can't let anybody of your family know you're dating, right?"
He brought his thumb to his mouth, nibbling on the tip of the nail. I wanted to nibble on him tonight...
"It's not the idea of me dating that is bad, but who I am dating," he answered, glancing at me, "No offense! I just don't think my family would be very receptive to you because, you know, you're a villain and stuff. My dad knows I've been already on one date..."
"Hey! You didn't tell me you told him!" I interrupted, "How much did you tell him?"
I was being very demanding, but he should not have left that out. "You know not telling me you told him is lying by omission, right?"
He faced paled in fear and I realized I didn't like that look on him. I got right beside him, but he scooted away. "Izu-kun..."
He looked down at the ground, his eyes looking up as he peeked from below his curly hair. He looked like a puppy that had done something wrong. It made my heart hurt.
"I'm not mad," I spoke gently, trying to reassure him, "And I'm not going to do anything. But you have tell me when you talk to others about our time together and when you leave U.A. with someone. Understand?"
He nodded his head weakly and I cooed to him to come to me. He shuffled his feet and I pulled him into a hug, giving him a few kisses. I saw a few other shoppers looking at us curiously, like this one feminine guy with all-white eyes and super long luscious black hair. I was kind of jealous of his hair.
After Izu-kun recovered, we went back to playing my game. I picked four more targets and he excelled at breaking them down! "Izu-kun, if you had a much weaker quirk or was quirkless, you would be a great quirk counselor! Helping kids control their quirks so they could be the best in whatever they chose. Pretty heroic right?"
He froze on the spot. "You believe the quirkless can become heroes?"
"Of course! You need a skin-tight outfit and beat up people to a bloody pulp to be a hero," I answered, "People who help others in whatever way they can are heroes, quirk or no quirk. Doctors, policemen, and firemen are the biggest examples are heroes before we all got these wacky powers. Just because the government put label on it and made it into an official job, doesn't mean everyone can't be a hero!"
He gave me a megawatt smile. "Thanks Himiko-chan!"
I knew I was blushing now. He added that affectionate honorific to my name! This is a big step!
"Izu-kun, you need to get these!" I said, trying to get the attention off me. I was a little embarrassed about how he was making me feel in public.
"I can't Himiko-chan. I can only get what's on this list. We were given a strict amount of money!"
I rolled my eyes, pulling out a few bills. "My treat, babe."
I placed the items in his cart, despite his squawking protests. I slipped the bills into his back pocket, giving the rear a good squeeze before stealing a kiss. "See you soon, Izu-kun!"
I hopped away from my flustered man, heading back to base. I stopped and looked back at my love. "Izu-kun, make sure you keep your distance from Ochako-chan. I don't like how close she is getting to you."
(Minutes later)
"Deku-kun!" Uraraka shouted when I approached the agreed meeting spot. An employee that Toga had pointed out earlier gave me a questioning look. The white-eyed guy.
"You get everything?" I asked.
She nodded. "You won't believe the sales they had today. Iida is going to be so impressed!"
She spotted something amiss in my cart. Her eyes narrowed threateningly. "That wasn't on the list, Deku-kun."
The worker and I trembled in fear from the anger she was radiating. "It's s-something I'm buying w-with my own m-money!"
She returned to normal. "Okay! Just make sure you keep it separated from the class's groceries."
I nodded in response. After buying the groceries and packing them up, we got ready to leave.
"Excuse me, sir, can I speak to for a moment?" the grocer asked, taking a glance at Uraraka, "In private."
I turned to see Uraraka glaring at the guy. She smiled instead when I looked at her. "You can go outside, I'll be there shortly."
She hesitated, looking me up and down, before leaving without a word.
"Sorry about that. I don't know what's up with her," I said to the white-eyed employee as we walked away from everyone.
"She's probably onto, that's why she's acting like that," he said. I stared at him in confusion, "I believe she has a suspicion that you are cheating on her, which you are doing. No judgment man, live your life. Just be more careful and don't have both of your girlfriends in the smae buidling when you are there also."
"W-what are you t-talking about? Uraraka isn't m-my g-girlfriend! She's j-just a friend!"
He blinked in surprise. "Oh. Well, make sure she knows that too. Sorry for keeping you."
We went our separate ways, leaving me worried and confused. Why did he think Uraraka and I were dating? I mean it was obvious with Himiko-chan.
"What did that guy want, Deku-kun?" She asked when I walked away, getting right beside me.
I switched which hand I carried the groceries with, making a barrier between. Was this good enough, Himiko-chan? "He just asked about if were U.A. students!"
She tilted her head as we walked. "I thought most people around here recognized us."
Freak! "He's color blind."
What a terrible lie! Uraraka's gaze seemed to pierce my very being. She shrugged. "Guess so."
An uneasy silence formed between us. I was too scared to break it. What if I was the only one feeling like this? Then when I addressed it, then everything will awkward!
The rest of the walk was silent, I was too afraid to speak up. I texted Himiko when we reached the dorms. Iida and Yaoyorozu were both waiting for us in the kitchen. They helped us put up the groceries.
Everything was going fine until Iida came across the unknown. He plucked the strange item out of the cart and pointed fiercely at it. "Midoriya, explain!"
"It's a pomegranate."
"He bought it with his own money!" Uraraka jumped to my defense, "Show him the receipts, Deku-kun!"
I gave him my receipt while Uraraka gave Yaoyorozu the first receipt and the remainder of the money we were given.
"Iida-san, they are telling the truth," Yaoyorozu said after counting the money, "And they only had to spend 60% of the allowance."
"I apologize Midoriya for doubting you!" He said while bowing.
Uraraka and Yaoyorozu were giggling in the background as I tried to get Iida to stop bowing. "It's okay!"
My phone beeped. A text from Himiko-chan. 'Make sure no one eats the treats I gave you!'
"Who was that Deku-kun?"
"My mom." That was at least believable.
No one questioned it. The four of us sat down at the kitchen table to brainstorm ideas for what to do with the rest of the money, as Aizawa-sensei said he didn't want the remainder back. I caught Uraraka glaring at Yaoyorozu when the heiress sat down to my right. Iida was on my left.
The discussion ended with giving the money to Uraraka, appointing her as treasurer. The position would have to be made official by Sensei though. I'm sure he would approve. The conversation then switched to homework, much to all of our excitement. Besides Uraraka, she was bummed out for some reason.
Another chapter down. Why was Mitsuki in that store? Because U.A. is in the same city that both the Midoriya's and Bakugo's live in. ANd Inko in Viligantes has been shown to go to other districts (cities?) on foot to shop.
