Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia.
Note: Covers manga up to chapter 98
5-Noise: Everyone knows Izuku and Ochaco are sleeping together, except for Izuku and Ochaco.
6- Parkour: Izuku is the master of Parkour.
7-Private: Mina fishes for some details on Ochaco and Izuku's sex life.
8-Win: Izuku beats Bakugo… sort of. (Requested by a Guest)
Been there, Done That
SevenRenny
5-Noise
The first person to complain had been Mineta, but they'd brushed him off, thinking Mineta was just being, well, Mineta. They'd moved into their dorms, so of course they'd hear noises. They were living next to each other, now. But these noises… were slightly alarming. The second person to catch on had been Ashido. And after a few more students caught the noises as well… things got awkward, especially after they'd discovered the location of the tiny moans: Ochacos bedroom.
It was none of their business, but when had Mina ever respected that?
She had to know – she just had to, damnit! How could they hide this from her? Those noises were unmistakable, and they were definitely coming from Ochaco's room. After paying close attention, Ashido managed to make out the pattern.
Ochaco would invite Izuku over to her room, the door would lock shut behind them, then the girl could be heard occasionally giggling, squeaking, and moaning, then everything would go quiet before Izuku could finally unlock the door and leave.
Oh, she would not let this one slide.
"You want me to what?" Jiro asked, still not believing the request. She'd almost dropped her mug from sheer disbelief.
Everyone in the common room had gone quiet.
"Just listen in – just for a second! Pleeeaase!" Mina begged excitedly.
Kirishima waved his hands. "Okay, okay, back up. You think Midoriya and Uraraka are…?"
"Yes! I told you!" Mineta yelled from where he was on the sofa, standing up on the cushions to look back at them. "I told you they're doing it! I–"
Tsuyu pushed him down, squishing him against the pillows. "You shouldn't pry so much, ribbit."
Denki clutched his head dramatically. "They're…? But… but… it's Midoriya. He's… he's Midoriya! How?" he cried, his heart breaking. "That can't be right. He's a cinnamon roll! He can't get laid!"
"How disgraceful!" Iida intervened. "You should all be ashamed of yourselves, assuming such inappropriate behavior from your classmates! I can assure you those two are too humble for such deeds at such a young age."
"They're not fucking! It's shitty Deku – it's impossible for him!" Bakugo snapped, almost breaking the TV remote in his grip. Useless Deku couldn't get laid. The nerd had no spine, let alone a dick. He'd die a virgin. Bakugo couldn't imagine – no, he did not want to imagine that nerd humping Round Faced. Deku shouldn't be humping anyone – he shouldn't be humping in the first place! And Bakugo just realized Deku and humping should never be used in the same sentence ever again! Fucking Gross!
"Wanna bet on that?" Mina teased.
Kirishima rubbed the back of his head, not liking where this was going. "Kinda not our business, ya know?" Where they seriously about to listen in on their friends? That wasn't very manly.
Jiro had no idea how she got roped into this, but by the end of the conversation, and a few students betting on whether or not there was something sexual going on, she reluctantly agreed to use her Quirk for this weird purpose. Mina wouldn't get off of her back if she didn't go along with her plan. The pink girl had assured her it was only for a few seconds, nothing more.
Jiro's mini speaker could do the job. Because of its size, it wasn't of high sound quality, not by Jiro's standers, anyway, but it was portable, didn't take too much space and it had come in handy a few times. She plugged one of her jacks into the soda can-sized speaker, and the other into an appropriate spot into the wall in Mina's room to transfer the noise into the device. She couldn't just plug it anywhere. It had to be somewhere where the noise couldn't be obscured too much by the walls.
Most of the students weren't too worried as they were sure their friends were misinterpreting the situation.
"Ahh!"
"Right there?"
"Yes – Ahh!"
…What? That… wasn't what they were prepared to hear.
"Are you ready?"
"…Yeah."
"Alright, now just bend over–"
Jiro immediately withdrew her ear jacks, her face bright pink. Everyone's jaws hit the floor. In all their lives, they weren't ever expecting to hear Midoriya tell someone to bend over.
"Holy shit, Midoriya." Kaminari was ready to have a mental breakdown. He should've listened to Jiro, Iida, Yaoyorozu and Kirishima when they said it was a bad idea. Now, he couldn't get those unsettling images of Izuku and Ochaco out of his head.
Meanwhile, Ochaco declared Deku was an excellent fitness instructor. She wanted to get stronger, but that wouldn't work by just trying her Quirk. Her battle training with Gunhead had been a great experience. She just needed a proper daily workout schedule that suited her, and who better to ask for help than her generous best friend. Izuku trained daily, and was more than happy to let her join him.
He helped her with the basic stretching exercises, kindly instructing her and showing her the correct positions, even if some seemed awkward at times. They'd fill in the empty silence when doing cat stretches or the swan stretch by talking every once in a while. He was also excellent at giving relaxing messages. He knew just where to press around her neck and upper back. Heck, she'd completely forget what they were doing when his thumb would rub against her muscles just right. Yup, Deku knew just how to please her.
…
6-Parkour
Teenagers these days… he didn't mind when they played their stupid games. It wasn't any of his business. He did, however, mind when that one green-haired kid decided to practice what his grandson called 'Parkour' against his apartment building.
He'd heard something collide with the wall a few times. That kid was at it again! Jumping and smacking himself against the wall like a fly to a windshield. He'd do that for the rest of the night.
He was awfully loud, often screaming "Again!" over and over, and his rough landings were just as noisy, crashing into garbage bags. The old man would be doing the dishes late at night, and he'd hear the thumping of the kid's body smashing against the wall, before hearing brushing noises as the teenager would slide down and eventually crush into the trash again. At some point, the picture frame on the wall jolted from the powerful smack.
There was an "Oohhph!" followed by the familiar sound of a body crashing into plastic bags.
The kid was going to hurt himself at this point.
He wasn't the only one worried. Some of his neighbors downstairs were ready to confront the kid to call his parents, while the couple upstairs, who had caught a glimpse of the boy in the act, had claimed the boy didn't appear sane, bleeding from the nose and yelling at himself over and over again before jumping and face planting the building a few more times.
The next day, however, it seemed like the kid's self-destructive habits paid off. The old man caught a glimpse of the curly-haired teen after coming back with groceries. The kid in green wall jumped like a pro from one side to the other in a zigzag manner until he reached the roof and started leaping around from one building to the next effortlessly.
Huh. So this was this so called 'Parkour'? Impressive. And all it took was high-fiving the walls with his face all night.
Oh well. Youngsters these days…
…
7-Private
The café was a nice change of environment. It had been a while since the girls had a day out to themselves. Sure, the boys were fun to mess with, but they just needed a girl's meet out every now and then. Their hero classes took up most of their time, so they waited until the weekend. Toru, Kyoka, Mina and Ochaco watched as the waitress walked away from their table.
"You actually came," Mina told the gravity girl. "Thought you and lover boy had plans."
Ochaco rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "We did, but we kind of rescheduled the date for tomorrow."
"Sorry. You didn't go out with Deku because of us, right?" Toru asked, slightly ashamed.
Ochaco waved her hands out frantically. "No, no, it's not that. I haven't had time with you girls in a while, and Deku understands so don't worry about it!"
Mina hooked an arm around Ochaco's neck. "Chicks before dicks, eh?" she said, wiggling her brows playfully. The waitress gracefully placed their orders on the table.
"How does it feel not being single anymore?" Mina asked.
Ochaco giggled. "It's nice."
"Just nice?"
"It's really fun. Deku's super cute. He still gets nervous sometimes, but honestly, so do I," she admitted.
"What of all the hot guys in UA, you picked Midoriya," Jiro said, grabbing her fork. "I guess he just seemed plain to me."
Mina exaggerated a baffled look. "Plain? Have you seen that body? Plain face, yes, but plain body–" she suddenly remembered his girlfriend was right there. "Oh, sorry, sorry, didn't mean to–"
Ochaco giggled, waving a hand dismissing hand at the pink girl, showing her friend she wasn't offended. "I get it, I get it." She stirred her drink with the straw, remembering a few days ago and blushing slightly. "He does look good… better than I thought he would, actually…"
Mina paused, taking in Ochaco's choice of words, then at the blush on the girl's rounded cheeks. Realization downed on her, and her lips stretched to form a sly grin. She leaned closer. "Hey," Mina whispered as Ochaco sipped through her straw. "What base are you two at?"
Jiro, who had super sensitive hearing, lost the ability to swallow and ended up blowing into her straw, accidentally bubbling up her drink. Ochaco simply tilted her head in confusion, not understanding what was meant by the question.
Mina sighed. It looked like she had to approach this head on. Ochaco shared her drink with Toru, Mina took a deep breath, clapped her hands together and asked clearly, "Have you slept with him yet?"
While the drink level in her cup slowly went down, thanks to Toru, Ochaco merely stared at her pink friend, then blinked twice, before her face turned bright red. A squeak slipped out her throat.
"So you have?" Mina gasped, slamming her hands against the table.
Ochaco frantically shook her head no.
Mina groaned, slumping back. "Gah, I got excited for a second there. Come on, girl, what base are ya at? Details! I need details!"
"Th-Th-That's p-private!" Ochaco tried. "I'm not… this isn't – this isn't something to share!"
"Oh, for the love of – you've seen him naked, right?" Mina asked impatiently. She had to get the answer out of her bit by bit.
Ochaco gaped like a fish. A few weak noises left her mouth, but she still couldn't decide whether or not to answer.
"Yes or no?" Mina simplified the question.
Ochaco squeezed her eyes shut and gave a tiny nod.
Mina threw her hands up. "Yes! Finally! Okay, okay, so you got that far." She collected the information together. They hadn't slept together, but she'd seen him nude. "Okay, have touched him naked?"
Ochaco whimpered pitifully.
"Come on, really?" Jiro eyed Mina in disgust. "We're kinda eating here."
"Hey, I just wanna know how far they've gone," Mina tried to defend herself. "Okay, I'll end this quickly then. Uraraka. Are. You. A virgin?"
"Ashido!" Jiro scolded. She really did not want to know that.
"What? You don't want to hear details, so just let me at least get an answer to that."
"She already told you they never slept… you know… you know what I mean!"
"She admitted they haven't slept together, she didn't say if she was a virgin. Two different questions." Mina turned to Ochaco. "So, are you?"
Ochaco gulped nervously. "I… I don't… know?"
"Huh?" Mina raised a brow. "What do you mean you don't know?"
Ochaco messed with the ends of her skirt. "I… I'm not sure… what counts as a virgin…? I mean…"
Mina pinched the bridge of her nose. She'd completely forgotten how every person had their own definition of 'virgin'. "Okay, try again. Do you think you are a virgin?"
"I… yes and no?"
Mina blinked once, then twice. "Yes and… girl, don't tell me you two had butt–"
Jito covered her ears. "Gahh, I don't wanna hear this!"
Toru simply kept on sipping Ochaco's drink.
Ochaco was ready to start blowing steam from embarrassment. "No, no, nothing like that!" She whined in frustration, before pulling Mina closer to whisper in her ear. Keeping her voice low had been useless. Jiro's sensitive ears picked up her disturbing words right away.
Toru was close enough to hear. She spewed the drink out all over the plates and the straw blew onto the table from the force.
"Ewwwww! Ew ew ew ew ew eeeww!" Juro panicked, grabbing a tissue to wipe at her mouth. "And I used your straw – eeew!"
Mina cheered. "Yes! Third base!" she yelled a little too loudly.
Ochaco hid her eyes in embarrassment, her whole face bright red.
…
8-Win (Requested by a Guest)
Tensions were high.
"Come on, come on…" Kaminari was biting his knuckles as he watched the battle. He'd gasp every time one of them landed a powerful hit on the other.
"You can do it, Deku!" Ochaco cheered him on.
Both Izuku and Bakugo panted, sweat dribbling down their temples. The fight had been going on for a while, but neither side was ready to back down.
"Die!" Bakugo roared and they could've sworn they saw a nerve pop in his neck.
Izuku's built up adrenaline came out in the form of a mighty scream as he gave it his all. They both swung fists and kicks, striking with all they had, then then…
K. O.
Player 2 wins!
Izuku sighed and threw his head back in relief, dropping the controller. Ochaco attacked him into a hug. "You did it, Deku!"
Kirishima and Denki gave him pats on the shoulders.
Enraged, Bakugo pitched his controller at the screen, vacuously claiming he had been given the controller that didn't work right.
Note: And this is what my life has come to, writing about these children doing stupid stuff. I have never been so proud of myself.
