Hey, guys! This is GOTA, here with another installment of "A Homestay To Remember." As always, which girl do you ship with Izuku? In this chapter, Professor Goodwitch and Yang have a minor chat about Ruby. Meanwhile, Blake tries to loosen up Weiss about Izuku. Later, Ruby and Izuku have a talk of their own. This chapter is a bit of a slow read. For those who know me and BD's works, it is always a build-up to the best parts. Stay tuned!

Team Greenshade! Team Golden Emerald! Team Emerald Rose! Team White Emerald!

Professor Goodwitch and Professor Shield announced to the girls that they will proceed with the cultural exchange research for the following day. Due to Goodwitch's living arrangements and wanted to adjust before heading out, the girls were assigned to write a one-to-two page journal on their current experience. The girls didn't mind, giving them the opportunity to explore the metropolis.

The thoughts were short-lived when Professor Goodwitch assigned the girls chores. As being temporary residents, the girls were to assist Inko with the cleaning duties. Although they didn't like the tone Goodwitch carried it, Inko assured the girls that the chores wouldn't take long. Inko concocted a plan to distract Goodwitch by taking her out for drinks, giving the girls the opportunity to explore the city (at an arm's length. Inko let them know that she didn't give Izuku that much freedom. Nevertheless, they appreciated their host mother).

Blake and Weiss were in the kitchen tidying up while Goodwitch was getting situated with her rooming arrangements. The sounds of shuffling and vacuuming were filling the room.

Be sure to clean under that bed!

Yes, Professor!

Professor Shield, change those sheets. No need for sticky surprises!

Yes, Professor!

Go and clear out that trash can. I don't want to smell anything of a squid and watered chestnut nature.

Yes, Professor!

I know if it sounds like I am demanding but understand my circumstance!

Yes, Professor!

Good! I will check the drawers and scan for anything that proves threatening to us, guests!

Blake quietly snickered while she was finishing the last dish. After drying it and placing it in the cabinet, she dried her hands with the towel. While taking off her apron, she took a brief whiff of it.

Hmm! Smells like cinnamon rolls - my favorite!

Weiss made a sighing noise after straightening the dining area. Placing her hands on her hips, she felt overworked and overstressed. "Oum, this is hard work! To think I gave the maids such a hard time with such a tedious task!"

Folding her arms and looking awkward, she glared at the Snow Princess. "All you did was straightening out the tables and handing me the dishes." She slapped her thighs. "I was the one who cleared the table, washed the dishes, and put up the leftovers." I saved some leftovers for Izuku. In case he gets hungry. If I'm lucky, I might feed him tonight. Her thoughts were immediately short-lived when forgetting that Professor Goodwitch was staying in Izuku's room tonight, seizing any opportunity to get a fill of her cinnamon roll.

"Yeah? What's your point," rebuttal the Snow Princess. "I could have easily broken a nail! Do you know how much acrylic cost?"

"Oum, you're worthless," replied Blake. "I hope you don't have plans involving yourself in the hospitable industry after finishing Beacon."

"Faunus, please," snapped Weiss. "As the heir of the Schnee Dust Company, the only I am involving myself are the affairs of counting my money, traveling, designing my future clothing line, and keeping the Schnee name alive, which is living luxuriously."

"If I lived in your world, then I wouldn't know the word modesty and humility," replied Blake as she hung the apron on the mantle.

"Where is this new attitude coming from?" Blake raised her eyebrow when seeing Weiss taking off her apron and approaching her. "Normally, you are quiet in new environments. You tend to keep to yourself and only a woman of few words. Lest it is something between the group."

"I don't get you," retorted Blake kittenishly. "What is it that has changed?"

"Your demeanor, your personality, as if you have broken your shell since we got here," said Weiss. "We have barely been here for two days and it is like I am talking to another Blake." She placed her hands on her hips. "Is there another side of Blake I need to know?"

Blake flicked Weiss' nose. "Take this broom and finish clearing the crumbs from the ground." Blake proceeded to walk away. "And to be a woman of etiquette, you were dropping a lot of hash browns on the ground."

"What can I say," said Weiss defensively. "Auntie Inko's food is the food of the gods. Never have my palettes had such delicatessen before. Maybe I should kidnap Inko and take her as a stowaway on the way back." She snapped her fingers. "No, then it means that I have to bring the pervert along. Maybe we can drop him off at an orphanage or something."

"C'mon, Weiss," said Blake as she returned with the vacuum cleaner, knowing that Weiss wasn't going to do that job. "Izuku isn't bad as you think he is. What happened earlier was a misunderstanding."

"My Oum, Blake! You, too?"

"Look, I know we've talked earlier about this, but take it from this. Has he done anything personally to you?"

"Occupying my space!"

"Weiss?"

"I don't care what you, Ruby, or Yang suggests." She folded her arms sternly. "A boy is always perverted. He lurks and checks every nook and cranny." She took hold of Blake's hand, rubbing it softly. "I know what I saw. I bet he keeps his door cracked for moments like this. He probably does it with his mother."

Weiss was met with another flick to the forehead. "Snow Princess, stop it. I am starting to think you've been reading one of Jaune's mangas that he keeps under his bed that Yang steals on occasion."

Weiss was rubbing the soreness on her head. "Maybe?!"

Blake clicked on the vacuum cleaner as she pulled back the chairs. "I know Ozpin always told us to be on guard. But that was for Grim, Beowulf, Yang's mother, Neo, Cinder. Those are real enemies." She pushed the chair and proceeded with another chair. "You are going to blow a gasket over a sixteen-year-old?"

Weiss pouted her octopus lips.

"Sweetness," said Blake. "Remember that talk we had last night."

"Yeah?"

"Are you following it?"

"..."

"Weiss?"

"Earlier today, I...I...think I can be harsh sometimes with strangers. Especially around you or the others."

"I know. But, I often come off as territorial."

"I say it because of the way I may have treated Izuku or any other boy, I can quite standoffish. And that could be the reason why Neptune refused me. I am very tough with men."

"Normal to the point in which I am called Medusa, a witch, a bitch, and a lesbian?"

"Well, rumors and hearsays hurt, Blake. I can't help how I feel. I am tough. In a sense, I think I know what I like. But, it is difficult to explain."

Weiss tugged to her blouse. The Snow Princess felt like a foot was in her mouth about the comments from yesterday. In her defense, she was partially intoxicated. She drifted her head when seeing the glaring eyes of her best friend. "But-"

"Weiss?"

"But, this morning-"

"Weiss Schnee." Blake's voice sounded very familiar. It took her back to her childhood whenever her mother denied her a request or whenever her father wouldn't buy her second pony. She rubbed the sole of her shoe.

Feeling defeated and out of rebuttals, the Snow Princess sighed loudly. "No!"

Blake stopped the vacuum and reached it to Weiss. "Boys are hard. Trust me especially with the former days of Adam." I know I am moving dreadfully fast. I don't know what to say. Upon seeing Izuku for who he is, I just fell over heels. Oum, I don't know. My feelings are so wishy-washy! She pecked Weiss on the cheek. "Don't be too rough on Izuku. For me, okay?"

Weiss blushed upon hearing her friend's request. She put on a smile. "FIne! Only because you are too adorable."

Blake smiled. "There's that smile." She turned to the door when seeing Inko carrying some laundry. "Tend to the vacuuming. I will help Auntie."

"Gotcha, Blake," said Weiss less sternly.

"And oh, by the way, Weiss," said Blake. "Izuku keeps his doors closed at night. Something that his friend Katsuki, well he calls him Kacchan told him about the boogie man, Slender Man since he was four or five. Although he is over it, he still doesn't take chances."

"Wait, how would you know," asked Weiss.

It went on deaf ears as Blake rushed to tend to Inko's aid.

As Weiss proceeded to vacuum, her thoughts were on Blake and Izuku. Izuku? Katsuki? Kacchan? For the time that we were out, that left them time with her and Izuku. What were they talking about if they got so chummy with each other? As a matter of fact, what did he do? She gripped the vacuum tightly. I swear to Oum if that pervert did something to Blake, then there is hell to pay. I am on to you now, punk! Let me find out that you did something to pure Blake. Let me find out! I will be sure to give you the taste of what is the pain of a Schnee. And that is my word, I-zu-ku Mi-do-ri-ya!

Meanwhile….

Yang was taking a break in their bedroom as she was finished hanging the blankets out on the patio. Using Blake's credit card she "borrowed" from her purse, she went to Amazon to purchase some items. She was happy that the Belladonna family was considerate and sincere to allow their daughter access to money.

"Dearest Blake,

We aren't sure if you needed money or not. And being in a foreign country like Japan is very expensive. So, we are leaving you with a credit card to take care of expenses. Don't be afraid to use it. We want to be sure you have the best experience.

Love,

Mom and Dad!"

Yang was snickering loudly as she making sure that Blake (and Izuku) will have their money's worth by the arrival of these packages. Not wanting to arouse suspicion, she put it under Auntie Inko's husband's name. Knowing of the packages in the closet, Inko would ask questions.

"And send!" Yang nodded approvingly as she will have to wait for one-to-two business days, giving her time to think of strategies to have her fun with the parties. And of course, she got some items to have some alone time with Izuku.

Rushing back to Blake's purse to return the credit card, she then walked out in the hallway to see what other chores that were yet completed.

Yang was approaching the living room when she saw Professor Goodwitch stepping out of the room. The professor kept the same demeanor as she did to her earlier in the morning. Yang kept her hand to the door. Immediately, she had forgotten that Ruby was missing in action. Trying to process her thinking cap, she kept a nonchalant look to the professor.

"Long," said Professor Goodwitch. It wasn't curt but it wasn't casual either.

Yang nodded. "Professor."

"How is Ms. Rose," asked the professor.

"Okay! Well, okay as she doesn't require an ambulance," said Yang calmly (internally nervous). "She will be fine in the next few hours. No different as she gets back home."

"May I see her," asked Goodwitch.

Immediately, the blonde pushed her back to the door, holding onto the knob. It didn't go without notice from the professor. "Something wrong, Ms. Long?"

Yang shook her head in disagreement. "Nothing wrong. I just wanted to be sure our Ruby gets some rest." She blinked a few times. Rubbing the back of her head nervously, she said, "Whatever bug she caught, it could be contagious."

"I don't see a medical mask."

"Medical mask?" Yang snapped her fingers. "No, no. You see, Professor, the kind of sickness she gets is only contagious to older adults. More in their fifties like yourself."

Goodwitch's lips quivered. "Are you implying something, Long?"

Yang quavered at the question. "No, ma'am. Honestly, you look rather beautiful for your sixties."

"I am in my mid-forties!"

"Oh!" Yang tried to get back to the matter at hand. "Anyway, this kind of sickness is rampant in older adults. Us youngsters have strong immune systems."

Professor Goodwitch gave Yang the look as though she was born yesterday. However, she decided to play Yang's game. "What is the name of this sickness?"

Yang swallowed the lump in her throat. "The name of the sickness?"

"Certainly, Long. If I want to bring future fellow Beacons and Beaconettes to this program, I want to be sure what they could expect."

Yang squeezed her eyes. Think! Think! Think! [Cue in Jimmy Neutron's thinking sequence]

"Brain blast," shouted Yang.

"Brain what," questioned Goodwitch in a peculiar manner.

"Monkeynucleosis," said Yang. "Yeah! Ruby has monkeynucleosis!"

"It is an acute disease," explained Yang. "It isn't serious. Monkeynucleosis is a sickness after having contact with a monkey. It includes itchiness and puffiness, sweaty palms, loss of appetite, irritability, and finally expiration."

"Expiration?"

"Nah, just added that for dramatic effect," said Yang.

Goodwitch kept her arms folded. "Not a fan, Long."

"Anyway, after a couple of days, she should be fine. Until then, don't go in the room."

It was met with pregnant silence until there was a tiny umph from the blonde professor. Scanning the area before returning her composure, she walked to the teen student. "So that we are on the same page, Yang Xiao Long, I am keeping my eye on you."

"Yes, ma'am."

"You may have garnered the trust of these foreigners but you don't have my trust!" Her green eyes were glaring at the teen. "Understand, Ms. Long?"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Good! As long as you have an understanding of this, then we can keep things cordial." Professor Goodwitch turned when hearing David shouted expletively. The professor stepped out of the room. His face was contorted.

A mousetrap was snared onto his lips.

Professor Goodwitch clapped her hands in delight. "Good to know my trap drawer will work if the boy were to touch my underwear." She turned her sights back to Yang. "Do me a favor and help Mr. Shield, please."

Yang nodded as she walked to assist the ailing professor. Glynda's eyes were upon that bedroom door. She was suspicious. Something was in the air and she could sense it. The trio was following their rules a bit too accordingly and without protest. By now, the moans and groans of wanting sweets would have stirred. Glynda, nevertheless, decided to play Cool Hand Luke. She wasn't ready to snare the trap on Yang.

Not yet at least.

Yang, I was overhearing the conversation with Goodwitch and I saw errors.

Like what, Blake?

How is Ruby sick and you're not sick? And why didn't you tell me she is sick.

Because she isn't, genius! I just said that because Rubes snuck out.

Snuck out?

To see your boy toy.

Yang Xiao Long! How many times do I have to tell you?! That boy toy isn't my boyfriend.

I rest my case!

What?!

You said it for yourself. Your words, not mine.

Meanwhile….

Izuku saw that it was few minutes after nine in the evening. He knew his mother wasn't going to ask questions until at least midnight, giving the emerald teen enough time to catch up with his friends at the drink bar before night's end.

He reached into his backpack where he retrieved his Apple smartwatch. It was a little token from Uncle Toshi for the hardworking years of being in his care.

Or at least that was the formidable excuse after catching him and his mother leaving the movie theatre. Not wanting to involved himself in that triangle, he parted his mouth to contact Shouto.

He answered on the third ring.

The background showed Shouto grabbing the microphone with Momo sitting on his lap. He could see the others crowded in the room like a can of sardines as they were seranding to "Bohemian Rhapsody."

"Hey," cried Shouto before Momo waved and blew kisses at Izuku. "There is the emerald stud of the hour."

"Emerald stud," questioned Izuku.

"Treating that rose well," questioned Momo as she began catcalling him, which made the teen blushed.

"Dude. it was all a misunderstanding. She isn't my girlfriend," exclaimed Izuku.

"Sure, bro, sure," said Momo. "And Gravity Falls and Rick and Morty are in separate universes."

Izuku pointed at the smartwatch. "That is a lie and you know it."

"Just like you and your little Spring romance," whistled Momo. "Nice work! The brigade approves!"

He raised his eyebrow. "The brigade!"

Momo's visual disappeared until it came to Mina. She delivered the peace sign and blew kisses at the stunned Izuku. "Evening, lover boy!"

He gave a half-wave. "Evening, Ashido."

"First it was Blake and who is this Ruby?"

"Ashido, those are the girls from the homestay. They are staying with me for a few weeks." He was scratching under his chin. "And what brigade?"

Mina gave a sly look to Izuku. "Well, since Ochako is out of commission, we understood what you're doing. You sly dog you!" She gave a wink to him.

"What are you talking about?"

It wasn't until Kyoka took the phone. "The IzuRwby brigade! Your little harem at your humble abode," she said while giving him a wink.

"We're rooting for you." It was Denki who took the phone. "The gods have listened and you are reaping the fruit. Question is, are you taking the nectar?"

It was Toru who took the phone. "We are rooting for you. Don't worry, we won't tell Ochako."

"I will!" It was the sound of Minoru who snatched the phone. "You sly bastard. No way in hell did you say that Ruby is cuter in person. No way is that your girlfriend!"

It was met with a sigh. "Read my lips, Minoru. Ruby is not my-"

The phone was taken away and it was back in Shouto's possession. "Jesus, people act like phones are cheap." He focused on Izuku. Anyway, we are glad that you are okay and survived the wrath of Lord Explosion Murder."

Izuku sort of forgot of that incident that led him to the ordeal in his current juncture. "How is Kacchan?"

"After watching the girl on girl show with Mina and Momo." He paused intermittently. Momo took the phone. "Although fun and sexy with Ashido, you owe us," she told Izuku. "Be sure to bring your money, your keister, and those girls to the beach this weekend."

"The beach? Isn't Oe Beach closed" questioned Izuku.

It was Yuga that came in between Momo and Shouto. "Alas, my fair and noble steed."

Izuku frowned upon that vernacular. It was a compliment in lieu of commoner.

"As prince of UA High, we have set arrangements at a private-" It was met with a shove by Momo. "Mom knows some people at the country club that is going to lend us private access. Be sure that bring your lovely girlfriends."

"She isn't my-"

Shouto interjected the conversation. "Katsuki didn't stay long afterward. His mother called him home. Hopefully, the couple days off should cool him down. So, I advise you to take detours."

"Gotcha. But about this girlfriend…"

The sound of Sheck Wes' "Mo Bamba" began playing in the background.

"Sorry, Izuku. This is my song. Got to go. Don't go crazy with your girlfriend, you hear?"

"Shouto!"

Shouto hung up, leaving Izuku in the silence.

After feeling a momentary defeat, he returned his smartwatch into his backpack. No way was he going to the drink bar now since the Beacon girls were going to be topics in conversation.

"Hey, you're awake!"

Izuku turned to the source of the voice. In his peripheral, he saw Ruby kicking her feet in the water. Water spray outwards. It reminded him of his childhood when he and Katsuki would go to the pool with their kindergarten. However, it always ended up being in the bottom of the pool - Katsuki purposely diving towards him like a human missile or grabbing his hair to see how long would the bubbles stop popping.

Izuku nodded. "Yeah!" What more could he say? Honestly, this was the first serious interaction between him and the redhead-brunette since their vomit-filled kiss.

"I hope you don't mind me playing in the pool a little while longer," she told him. "Haven't swum in years!"

He didn't immediately answer. His timidity was returning. It didn't help that her red one-piece swimsuit was tight, hugging in all of the right places. Not only that, this was the third set of breasts he had seen in the last twenty-four hours. First was consensual, the second was an accident but became a victim of circumstances, and the third one led to a nosebleed and passing out.

He cursed himself for having a weak constitution to women. Maybe it was partly due to the incident that happened with Melissa in the bathroom.

"I surely suggest, Icchan, to keep the noise down."

"Now, Izuku. Don't fret. Melissa is here to make you feel good."

"Come for me! Come for me!"

"Icchan's seeds. I ate it all!"

Blood began seeping from his nose. Immediately, he grabbed the t-shirt to wipe the blood.

"Care for a tissue?"

Izuku nearly gasped when seeing Ruby's presence from behind him. He fell backward to the bleacher. "God, Ruby! Please let me know when you are coming."

Ruby rubbed her hair tenderly. "Sorry, Izuku! You didn't answer my question earlier and thought you didn't hear me."

Izuku kept his face from her. He thought as long as he wasn't looking at her then he can speak.

"Hey, Ruby. What are you doing here anyway." He wasn't trying to sound rude but it questioned him as she should be doing her cultural research.

Ruby sat down inches away from Izuku. "I was worried about you. I heard that my roommate Weiss slapped you."

"You pervert!"

"That slap was for free, you perv! Compliments of the Schnee Dust Company heiress!"

"I-I-I s-s-s-said I-I-I was sorry."

"You better be lucky that there aren't any embassies I can report or else you would have heard from Father. Now get!"

"Weiss is quite uneasy when it comes to boys. She is like a knight! She is always to our rescue." Ruby said calmly but wanted to assure Izuku that it was no harm intended. "At first, she seems uneasy but trust me, at heart, she is sweet as pudding."

With a kick of wasabi and Louisiana hot sauce with a dash of ghost pepper.

Izuku nodded. He took sharp breaths as he tried producing a sentence. "She has a funny way of showing it."

"I am sorry, Izuku," she told him adamantly. "I know it isn't much but I would like to apologize for her." She bowed to him. "Also, sorry for getting drunk and vomiting in your mouth."

Izuku wavered his arms to her. "It's okay! Quite an introduction, if you ask me." Izuku turned to her direction. He remembered a trick Tenya taught him about eye contact. If he kept his eyes on her nose, it doesn't look like he is averting. He tried the attempt. "I honestly didn't get the chance to introduce myself properly." He extended his hand. "I am Izuku Midoriya."

It was met with a sweetly smile. She returned his handshake. "Ruby! Ruby Rose."

"Nice to meet you!"

"Same!"

He nodded. "So, we made our proper introductions." He paused when forgetting about her welfare on him. "Thanks for checking on me. I appreciate that."

She nodded approvingly. "You're welcome. That is what girlfriends do."

Immediately, the teen blushed.

"I am kidding, Izuku," said Ruby. "If you really want to know the truth, I did tell them that I am one of your roommates for the homestay."

"Really?"

"Sure. I know what it is like when it comes to metting with strangers. I was poking fun."

"Oh! Good!"

Izuku stared at the pool for a few moments before Izuku heard the next set of words.

"I wasn't lying that I find you cute."

He immediately turned when seeing her cutesy smile. She, then, pointed at him. "Unlike what you did with Blake, I will work to have what I want - your heart!"

"What! Heart?! Blake? You mean!?"

Ruby smiled. "Sweetness! You and Blake weren't so subtle with noise in your bedroom earlier this morning."

[Insert a skip from a record player here]

"Whatcha talkin' about Ruby," said Izuku in his best Gary Coleman voice.

Ruby grabbed Izuku's hand, rubbing it affectionately. "Let's just call it love at first sight, I-zu-ku!" She pressed her face near his ear, blowing it in the process. "Seeing your sweet, dashing and adorable face. I want to smuggle you like a puppy."

"B-b-b-b-but, w-w-w-w-we d-d-d-don't k-k-k-know e-e-each other like that," said Izuku while he was stammering.

"That's okay! That is why we are going to go out on a date, silly," said Ruby. "Excuse me. I mean, let's have a cup of coffee."

Izuku didn't want to be rude. It was already good enough about the fast dynamic with Blake. Everything was happening so fast. Admittedly, he thought Blake was pretty, cool, and he loved her cat ears and bow. However, he was still pondering his feelings. Meanwhile, here comes Ruby and her not-so-subtle hints of liking him. It has been barely twenty-four hours and there are two girls that are catching feelings.

He just wanted time to digest these feelings, especially when Ochako is still on the thread.

"Okay, Ruby," said Izuku without looking at her. "Let's get coffee."

She became starry-eyed. "Really, Izuku?"

He nodded approvingly. "Sure! But that's it! Coffee and then home." He folded his arms. "It is getting late and the others must know your whereabouts."

Ruby winked. "Don't worry! Yang is covering me." Unbeknownst to Izuku, her fingers were crossed to her back.

Twenty minutes later….

The footpath from the community center was a quiet one. In the dark, it looked like a concrete jungle. Izuku could imagine if he was a child and would have seen the shadows, he would have balled his eyes out.

Cracking his knuckles, he waited as Ruby was following behind him. Sporting a black Misfit shirt with blue jeans shorts and leggings, the Beacon girl was in all smiles as she was carrying her backpack.

"Like yeah! Can't wait for our date," said Ruby.

"I've thought we established to be a hangout," said Izuku.

"Oh, yeah!"

Izuku shook his head. He was finding it amazing that as long he can look away from her, he can talk normally.

"There is this quaint shop I like to visit. It should be fun," said Izuku.

"Can we share a parfait?"

"I don't care for parfaits. I don't mind sharing a honey bun."

"With the same fork?"

"You must want to go home."

"Okay! Two forks. Can we hold hands?"

"As long as you won't get yandere-ish!"

"What?"

"What?"

"You're funny, Izuku," said Ruby as she wrapped her arms around Izuku.

As they departed, a shadow emerged, overlooking the now empty sidewalk.

"Monkeynucleosis, huh?"

To be continued….

BD: So, GOTA! Why am I getting a yandere vibe from Ruby?

GOTA: Is there something wrong with personality? Weiss is the tsundere. Blake is the introvert-turned-somewhat-opened girl. Yang is the dominate entertaining leader. So, each has a personality change. Remember that they are out of their element.

BD: It's your story, GOTA! Do what thou wilt! Stay tuned for more! Also, no sex?!

GOTA: Not always about smut! Stay tuned!