Hey! It's me, ya boi 23! I was messing around the net the other day and I stumbled on a nice piece of fanart, our boy Deku and a lot of lovely girls around him. And guess what, I was mentioned there! I guess it got a bit popular. That's nice. Anyway, sorry for the wait and I think this chapter is shorter than usual but I hope you guys enjoy it. Moving on to the story.
I Want To Talk About Us
"And that concludes the topic. Now, as you already know, there are some tests ahead and after them, we'll have a winter break"
"OOOOOH! Winter Break!" The class roared in excitement, completely cutting off Aizawa, who simply ignored. He wasn't in the mood today. After the students subdued, he proceeded.
"While on winter break, the team system will be disabled, as many of you will go to different Hero Agencies"
"Eh? So we'll have another internship?" Kirishima said out loud.
"Aw man, I was hoping we could just slack off for a change..."
"I'll remember this, Kaminari" The blonde flinched upon hearing his name. Great, now he had Eraser Head's laser glare aimed at him. "We're returning with the Hero Work-Study. During the break, you will not have miss classes so it is a good opportunity to really focus on getting more experience. You may go to the same Agency or choose another one, but keep in mind the connections you have made so far. Well, that's it, I'll leave now" Said the teacher, sleep bag already under his arm before he opened the door and left the classroom.
The teens immediately started to discuss where would they go to and what they expected this time. It was clear that some of them returned much stronger after their first experiences helping the heroes, so everyone was pretty hyped. Another reason for eagerness was the idea that came during their talks, a Christmas party. Normally they would spend the holidays with their families, but since they were all here together, why not throw a party? Everybody was excited and started to make plans, but a certain group of girls had second plans in mind. plans that involved our precious cinnamon roll.
Back at the dorms, Midoriya just left the kitchen and was going to join Kirishima and Kaminari to play some games, when suddenly he got pulled aside. Albeit a bit surprised, he smiled when he saw Uraraka. She got a little closer, looking to the sides quickly, then spoke in a low tone.
"Deku-kun, can we talk a bit?"
"Umm, sure what is it-"
"Oi, Midoriya, are you going to play or not?" Kirishima called him from the couch.
"Oh, I will, just give me a moment, you two can start ahead" He answered. The two teens on the couch nodded and then he turned back to Uraraka. She stared at the floor and there was something off with her today. "Uraraka, is everything alright?"
She nodded slowly, not looking into his face directly. The brunette held at the sleeve of his shirt and he could see she was shaking a bit. That sent off the alarms inside his head and he hastily followed her up to her room. Once there, Uraraka made sure the door was locked, and she stood there for a moment while Midoriya waited sitting on her bed. There three solid minutes of worried staring and silence before the brunette sat next to him, slowly sliding her hand on top of his and grasping it.
"Uraraka, what happened?" She looked at her carpet, at the walls, at her bed, but not directly at him, as if she couldn't muster the courage to do so. Feeling the worry boil inside his chest, Midoriya reached for her face, gently cupping her cheeks and making her look at his eyes. The look in her face, it wasn't as if she was sad or something like that, but there was definitely something bothering Uraraka.
"Uraraka, I can't help if you don't tell me what's wrong, are you feeling ill or-"
"Deku-kun" She cut him mid-sentence and just like he did, cupped his face with her hands, as always keeping her pinky fingers up. She went a step further, though, as the brunette moved closer and kissed him on the lips. It started soft and gentle, then developed into a heated kiss, but mostly from her part. Midoriya eventually pulled away, still looking concerned at his girlfriend. The way she held him in place and moved her tongue inside his mouth, it all felt so desperate, like he would disappear any time now.
"Deku-kun… I..." She started but trailed off again, this time staring into his eyes. Her breath became shallow and she went on another rush to get a taste of the green teen, but Midoriya held her in place by her shoulders.
"Uraraka, wait, you said you wanted to talk but-"
"Kiss me" She didn't raise her voice, neither said that like a command. She simply asked.
"... What?"
"Kiss me" Or was it more like a beg? What was going on here? Deciding to address the problem properly, Midoriya tried to get her more comfortable with telling him what was bothering her so much.
"Tell me what is going on and then we can-"
"Kiss me, Deku-kun. Please"
"... No. Uraraka, something is not right. You have to..."
The words died on his throat as she leaned forward, softly bumping her head on his chest. Bit by bit she left her weight fall on him and he eventually gave up, falling back on the back with her. Lost at how to react, he stood still like a statue, until she grasped on his shirt as if her life depended on it. The green teen embraced her in a hug, letting Uraraka adjust and nest herself on top of him. They stood like this for another minute before she looked up at him. At that moment, Midoriya swore his heart shrunk. Her eyes were watered, on the verge of letting tears roll.
"Deku-kun… kiss me..."
Say no more. He pulled her closer and planted his lips on hers, starting with a soft peck and going deeper, just like she did before. Midoriya decided to put all his effort into it, cupping her round face with one hand and running the other through her brown hair. He went on to caress her entire body, rolling them over so he was on top. He felt her abs, her silky thighs, rubbed her shoulders, doing all he could to satiate this unknown need she felt for him, for his presence. For some reason, Uraraka was extremely needy, but not in a sexual manner. Well not only in a sexual manner. She constantly rubbed herself against him and moaned quietly under his every touch.
When they couldn't hold their breath anymore, and even a little beyond that point, Midoriya broke the kiss, leaning on his elbows and staring at her reddened face. Both teens stared at each other, gasping for air. The brunette barely recovered and moved forward, but then he had to stop her again. No words were needed as she already knew what he wanted. Midoriya offered a gentle smile and a quick peck on her forehead, to which Uraraka reacted by sighing, finally looking straight into his face.
"Deku-kun… what am I to you?" If he was confused before, now he completely lost.
"What… what do you mean, Uraraka?"
"What am I to you? How do you see me, Deku-kun?"
How was he supposed to answer that? Wasn't it obvious already?
"You're my girlfriend. Why are you asking me this?"
She stared into his eyes in silence for a moment, then a slight frown formed in her face.
"I am only your girlfriend?"
"Umm, no. I mean, you're my friend too, and a hero partner, or so I hope. Why are we-"
"Only that?"
"Is there… something else?" He asked with genuine doubt. What was she expecting him to say?
"You know what you are to me, Deku-kun?" Uh oh, that tone wasn't a good sign, was it?
"Your… boyfriend?" He tried to guess.
"Yes, and more. Much, much more" The brunette now had a visible frown in her face. She held on his shoulder and pulled him closer. "I love you, Deku-kun. Did you know that?"
"Yes, I'm pretty sure this is obvious-"
"No no, I mean that I really love you, Deku-kun. To the point that I really wouldn't know what to do if I lost you" She flipped them over again and now she sat on his abs, her hands still firmly holding his shoulders. "You mean so much to me, you're my life, and I want to spend all my days with you"
"T-that's good to hear, I feel the same-"
"Every. Single. Day. Deku-kun. I want it, I need it… the last days have been so, so… hard for me" Now he wasn't sure if Uraraka was getting more angry or horny. Possibly the two options?
"I know we haven't been as close as we used to but… w-we can work this out. The winter break will be a good opportunity to spend time with everyone-"
"Mine..."
"Eh?"
The way her eyes shone with lust now sent a shiver down his spine.
"That's what I am to you, Deku-kun. I am all yours… and you are all mine… I agreed to share you because I- I can understand you're irresistible and, and… yeah, I'm happy for the girls because they're happy too but..." She started to ramble in a way that gave him the impression of someone inside her head. He could relate to it. But then, she focused on him again, and her grip on his shoulders turned a bit uncomfortable.
"Deku-kun, you are my boyfriend, right?"
"Y-yeah, I'm, but-"
"Like, I'm your girlfriend. The first one, right?"
"I love all of you the same, but yes, you were the first"
Her hands then cupped his cheeks.
"Then why do I have to go through this? Why do I get less and less time with Deku-kun? Ochako doesn't get it… it was supposed to be just us. Just Izuku and Ochako, loving each other ~pant~ fucking nonstop~"
"Ochako… are you talking in the third person?"
"Yes! Because I'll go insane if I don't have… if I don't have..." Her breath became shallow again, and he could almost see the lustful aura coming from the brunette on top of him. Before he could react, Ochako wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. She explored every corner of his mouth while grinding against his waist.
Once she ran out of air, Ochako sat up again and got rid of her shorts and soaked panties. Then, she lowered his shorts and boxers, freeing the half-hard member of the green teen. Wasting no time, she proceeded to hold the base and suck the tip of his cock with hunger and lust, alternating between looking at it like it was the most amazing thing in the world and looking up at him with a seductive face. Needless to say, any will Izuku had to stop her from doing this went off the metaphorical window. Inside his head, Nana was definitely amused.
"Oh wow, that developed pretty fast~"
"Not now, Nana-san- aaah~ fuck~"
He struggled to muffle his moans as Ochako basically sucked him dry, taking his entire length inside her mouth, shoving it against her cheeks, letting go of it to lick the tip like a lollipop and repeating. She slid her tongue along his shaft, stopping to suck and fondle with his balls now and then, then went full speed on sucking his rock hard dick. He felt her moaning all the time, and she didn't care about the lewd noises produced. In fact, she was happy that Izuku could barely contain himself. She felt his cock twitch inside her mouth and it was her signal to go all out, deep throating and sucking with all her might. Izuku felt the energy surge course through his body and he even tried to stop Ochako one more time, but then he locked eyes with her. She looked so needy and so happy that he was like this, his body simply gave up on him and he released his seed like a flood inside her mouth. Experienced as she was, Ochako didn't let a single drop be wasted, even considering the insane amount of hot sticky white stuff. She playfully put one finger in front of her lips as she slowly swallowed the whole thing down, never breaking eye contact with the green teen under her. Once finished, she gasped for air, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out. Izuku, also a little breath taken, couldn't deny that it was extremely sexy, but you know. They were in the middle of the afternoon. At the dorms with everyone awake. In a room that wasn't soundproof. So as much as he loved being with Ochako and doing the naughties with her, they had to wait until late at night.
Or she could hold his dick and shove it up her wet hole in one go. That could happen too.
"Time for the main course. Ittadaki-masu!~" His dick, still hard as before, reached deep inside her folds, hitting a sweet spot. She covered her mouth to muffle a high pitched moan, and Izuku did the same, barely hiding his grunt.
"O-Ochako, now is not a- aah~ good time" He said in a whisper, really feeling torn apart between keeping going and stopping right there. Ochako leaned forward, laying on top of him as she moved her hips.
"I need you, Izuku~ I need you so much~ Mmmm~ My pussy won't stop aching for you~ hyan~ fuck me more~ Izuku~" She whispered and moaned on his ears.
Resisting what was basically a lost battle sounded dumb for him, so Izuku decided to go to the very end. He held her asscheeks firmly, the soft and smooth flesh squeezing between his fingers. He helped her to move her hips and started to thrust his up too. The couple started to kiss in a half attempt to muffle their moans. Izuku felt her pussy tighten around his cock and Ochako's body shook every time he rubbed her sweet spots that he knew so well. There was something in having sex with him and only him that she simply couldn't ignore. It has been a long time since the last time she had himself all for her.
"Izuku~ You are mine and mine only, aren't you?~ Fuck!~ If you had to choose, you would be with- aah~ me, right?~ Ne?~ ahn~ I want you all to myself, Ochako is a greedy girl~ Mmmm~ I can't have enough of your dick~ Its shoo good~ ooh~ yes~ more~ give more to Ochakoooooh~ fuck!~" She whispered, most of the time, to him. Her hands held him closer. She wanted to own him completely. Not one day in the week, not five fucks per night with a queue.
"Don't leave me, Izuku~ I love you so- aah!~ so much~ I-I- hyan~ I'm comming~ Izuku!~"
Ochako held him as tightly as she could, feeling his dick reach deep inside her and then releasing his hot seed. It felt so good, the sensation of his cum almost melting her insides, How she missed it and also being only them doing it. Whenever she was with him, she felt complete. And right now she felt full to the brim. Her body shook from the orgasm and a hot mix of juices slowly dripped from her. Meanwhile, Izuku tried to recompose himself, taking some time to process what he just heard. It should be noted that while on a high of lust during sex, he always paid attention to what the girls were doing, how they felt, what they said. Now things were starting to make sense.
He slowly slid his dick out of her, earning yet another moan from the brunette. Ochako reached her soaked slit with one hand rubbing it as more fluids came out. She chuckled absentmindedly, still relishing on the huge wave of pleasure Izuku gave her. Izuku adjusted himself a bit and leaned on his elbows, then lifted her chin so she could look at him. Her glazed eyes slowly focused on him and apparently Ochako was back to reality. Then he proceeded to plant a soft kiss on her lips, retreating before she could reciprocate.
"Did you feel lonely?" He asked her tenderly.
"Yes..." She answered, nodding her head slowly.
"We see each other every day, right?"
"Yeah, but-"
"And we have a lot of, erm, fun with everyone, don't we?"
"Well, it is fun but I just want-"
"Ochako"
"Yes!" The way she responded was almost like a little dog.
"Do you think I would ever stop loving you? Or that I would leave or pick someone else over you?"
"... No" she said, looking away in shame. She was being ridiculous, wasn't she? But she simply couldn't help herself. Even if she agreed to share him, Ochako wanted Izuku all for herself. Then, Izuku moved her chin again so she would look at him in the eyes. His gorgeous emerald green eyes that she loved so much.
"I'll say it one more time, okay? That way you can feel the thing I do whenever you say that. I love you, Uraraka Ochako. I would never, ever leave you. I love you as much as I love any of the girls, but you are special to me, you are unique. You all are. The amount of time I spend with you won't change how much I love you"
The brunette remained still for a moment, then her eyes filled with tears and she started to hiccup and lowered her head on his chest. By default, Midoriya thought he said something wrong.
"O-Ochako? What is going on? I didn't s-say anything bad. Did I?!"
Then, she lifted her head, hugging him tightly.
"Waah, Izuku! That was one of the sweetest things I ever heard! ~hic~ You can't simply make me cry like this after a good fuck! ~sniff~"
"Shhh, someone could hear us" He hugged her closer, letting the brunette vent off her emotions for a while.
Once subdued, Ochako got up and both went to the bathroom to clean up. Her bedsheets would need to be changed and a bath would be welcome. Usually, they would keep doing their "funny games" for a much longer period of time, considering the crazy stamina Izuku developed, but this was a different case. Uraraka was more needy and lonely than horny, and Midoriya understood that. That made him wonder if the other girls would feel the same, probably yes. Things necessarily didn't have to end like this, but he felt that some alone time with each one of his lovers would be pretty welcome. Since the team system, and even a little before, the girls agreed on giving him more time for himself. And while he appreciated it, Midoriya worried more about how they felt. He could still take some time to meet with Tsunotori and get closer again to his girls. Sure, a few hours of sleep would have to be sacrificed, but it was worth the shot.
"Feel better?" Midoriya asked embracing her from behind.
"Much better" Uraraka said, holding his arms and smiling at their reflection on the mirror of her bathroom. She could see his toned muscles that were still developing and she felt like this was the safest place to be. Warm, loved, and in his arms
"Oh yeah, you said you were going to play with Kaminari and Kirishima-kun, right?"
"Ah, shit!"
And off went the emerald boy. How much time passed? Uraraka felt a little guilty that she dragged him along like this, it was really risky. But she simply had to, she couldn't wait for it anymore. Sometimes she felt really happy with what she had, this whole sharing thing. It felt almost like a family. But sometimes, when she was alone with her thoughts, this little shadowy thing would creep out of its hiding place and scream inside her head that Izuku should be completely hers. That jealous lust monster could speak pretty loud sometimes, but then Izuku would say sweet things like today and make all her inner turmoil go away; one of the many reasons why Ochako loved him so much.
The afternoon was quite pleasing. Despite the increasingly cold wind, the sun still graced everyone with some extra warmth before winter really came full force, a nice time to go out and walk or something of the likes. Yet, here she was, inside the teacher's room and stuck with test questions. It wasn't as if her classes were super hard but Kayama personally found that part of being a teacher pretty bothersome. Unlike a certain friend of hers with a penchant for logical ruses, she didn't get any satisfaction from setting traps for her students, but she couldn't make the tests too easy. Finding the balance between the two was her goal, again, not the most exciting activity in her to-do list.
The purple-haired woman leaned back on the couch, stretching her arms up and releasing a relieved sigh as her muscles felt less cramped. Looking outside the window, Kayama let her mind wander for a bit. It has been some time since she and her favorite teen had some fun. She was to blame, though, as all the teachers got busier with the breaks coming closer. A smile crept in her lips as she remembered an overly excited Yu telling about her first practical exercise. Apparently All Might gave her a little push and now she was all giddy with helping to teach the brats.
"Hmpf, that and showing herself off to Izuku..." Kayama said to herself, shaking her head slightly.
Well, back to the notebook. These tests won't finish themselves alone, you know? But then, a notification popped up on her screen. She just got an email from…
"Huh, Ryuko? What could she want…?" Kayama opened the mail, looking curiously at the subject: Proposal for winter break.
"There you are, Izuku~"
Everyone cringed when they heard the sound of annoyance arriving. Himiko didn't pay any attention though, jumping on Midoriya and hugging him from behind. Despite sensing a feel triggers going off inside his mind, the emerald boy remained at least visibly irritated, one eye twitching as the blondie clung on him and giggled like a little kid.
"... Let go, Himiko"
"Noo~ I don't wanna~" She whined playfully, the equivalent of tossing gasoline in the fire since the girls present in the common room all were glaring daggers at her. Sato looked amused at Tsuyu by his side, for he had never seen angry croaking before.
Midoriya kept looking at the TV, doing what he could to remove her from his perception. Perhaps if he focused enough on the game she would go away, eventually. Kaminari and Kirishima glanced with concern at him but the green teen held such a bored and neutral face that they didn't know how to help. Perhaps ignoring her was the best route since Himiko took everything they said with a pesky cheerful tone. She kept nuzzling against him for a little while before letting go with a small pout in her face.
"Aah, Izuku, it's not funny if you don't react at all" She complained with both hands resting on her hips. To that, Midoriya slowly turned around, half eyeing her over the couch. His face made it clear that he didn't have the energy to deal with her antics today.
"If you want something, say it already" His tone was so flat it would make Aizawa-sensei sound excited. And surprisingly Himiko seemed taken back, or at least surprised. She seemed to hesitate for a second before pulling a wide grin.
"I have something to tell you. We have to talk" She said with confidence.
"Not really..." And her confidence quickly changed to confusion.
"Wait, what?"
The green teen turned back to the screen as he heard the sound of his character taking damage. His face changed back to a more happy face as he focused on the game with his friends. His voice still sounded distant and lacking any emotion towards the blonde.
"We don't have to talk. It is you that wants to talks"
"Well, yeah. So, can we talk now?"
"No, I'm don't want to" His flat responses apparently made her more annoyed and frustrated.
"I have something important to discuss with you, Izuku" She said and got closer to the sofa, leaning on it and moving her head closer to his head so she could see his face. Midoriya, however, leaned forward, clearly to avoid getting her in his field of vision.
"Then say it already"
She leaned back, looking away shyly and twirling a hair strand around her index finger.
"Umm, it is something I have to say kind of in particular..."
"Too bad for you" Now she seemed to be really frustrated.
"Oi, Izuku, that is quite rude of you, you know?"
"I don't care, say it or leave already" The tension was so much that Kaminari could almost feel his batteries charging up.
Himiko stood behind the sofa with puffed cheeks, strangling the hem of her plain blue and oversized shirt. Everyone had their attention turned to her and the green teen. Then she quickly moved forward, hands up and aiming for him. Yaoyorozu and Ashido were somewhat closer so they got ready to remove the annoying blonde, but to their surprise, Himiko grabbed Middoriya by the shoulders and… started to shake him lightly back and forth, whining as a spoiled child denied of her wants.
"But. I. want. to!~ Izuku, you have to talk with me~ This is important!~ You have to. You have to. You have to. You have to. You hav-"
"Aaah! Fine! Whatever!" Midoriya suddenly got up, letting his controller fall on the sofa. His eyes were wide and his face was the definition of fed up. Anything to get Himiko out of his hair. The teen turned around to face the giggling blonde. Inside his mind, he felt Nana put a hand on his shoulder. This would be a pain in his ass, wouldn't it?
. . .
"So, what is it?" Midoriya questioned her with that newfound flat tone of his, arms crossed and leaning on the wall. Himiko stood in front of her bed, for once not looking straight at him.
"Don't you wanna, umm, sit down?"
"I'm fine here. Let's get this over with already"
"Geez, talk about mood"
The glance he shot towards her general direction was a sign that he was about to leave, but before he could move, Himiko started to talk.
"Look, umm… I wanted to talk about us-"
"Us? There's no 'us' here, just you annoying the hell out of me" He said while glaring at her. Did he finally make it? Did Midoriya just put Himiko in her place?
"Oh, come on, Izuku. You don't have to be so bitter with me. After all that we went through-" His frown deepened as soon as the words left her mouth and she halted immediately. "Okay, poor choice of words"
"You don't say..."
"Look, I'm trying to be reasonable here"
"How so?" He asked with a skeptical tone.
"I noticed, okay? You have been ignoring me a lot more lately. Like, fully ignoring. You don't even jump when I sneak up on you"
"And the problem is…?"
"That's not funny! I thought we had that thing between us but you're totally ruining it" Himiko sounded legitly wounded by this.
"Look, I don't know what kind of stupid game you had in mind but I never pretended to be your friend. At least you finally got that right" Midoriya internally felt relieved that Himiko seemed so frustrated about him ignoring her. It meant that she was somehow grasping the situation and would eventually, hopefully, realize that there was no way of meaning anything else to him aside a burden, a source of trouble.
Himiko remained silent, looking at him with what seemed to be incredulity as if his words sounded like impossibilities. Then, she hung her head low, staring at the small yellow carpet next to her bed. Seeing she fall silent, Midoriya took this cue to leave, but something halted his steps out of the room. Did he just hear a sniff? Looking back from the corner of his eyes, Himiko seemed to shake a little. It was soft, almost imperceptible but it was there, the sound of someone trying to suppress tears. Against his better judgment, Midoriya turned around but stood where he was, watching the crazy blonde.
"It's… it's hard, you know?" Her voice came out slightly broken.
"What? Keep the act together or tell convince yourself that I like you?" She remained silent for a moment before rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands.
"Ouch. You're really mean when you want to, Izuku..." She slowly faced him and now he could clearly see some droplets just waiting to roll down her cheeks. However, her usual smile remained. "It is hard to live a 'normal life' like everyone else"
He lifted one eyebrow and crossed his arms again, skeptical but a little curious about what she had to say. Himiko turned to the glass door. The sun was slowly going down the horizon and its orange tones invaded the room.
"Nice sunset, I like it. Do you like sunsets, Izuku?"
"Eh? Umm, yeah, I guess"
"Most people like sunsets too, normal people… they go on with their normal lives, and they like sunsets and lots of other things. Pretty things. Do you like pretty things? Oh, obviously you do, that's why you have so many girlfriends"
Midoriya was about to talk again but when he noticed it was yet another insult to the blondie, the words died on his mouth. Himiko kept staring at the sunset in silence for a minute.
"I think blood is pretty, that's why I like it so much. It is red and shiny, and it feels nice to drink it warm, though I don't mind drinking it cold… You don't like blood, do you, Izuku?"
"I like it inside my body, where it belongs"
"Hehehe..."
"Where's the fun?"
"Well, for someone who constantly gets hurt badly, this is quite the statement" As much as he hated to admit, Himiko managed to make him blush from embarrassment, even if a little.
"Tsk… I'm… I'm working on it"
"I don't mind. In fact, seeing you all hurt during the Sports Festival was so lovely… ~sigh~ I wish I could see it in person again~" The emerald by flinched a bit on the last part. "But as much as I like seeing you covered in blood, I discovered there is more than one way of showing love. I like it too~"
"... What is your point?"
She breathed in deeply and slowly released.
"I like blood, I really like… No one ever understood me, they all said I was weird, creepy, but… can you blame me? My Quirk is about drinking blood, and I even got these beauties" She said while poking her sharp fangs.
"Liking it or having a Quirk related to blood doesn't give you the right to-"
"To kill or hurt people, I know, I know. I heard that a lot" She sounded mildly annoyed as she said that.
"Yet, you keep doing it"
"Sure, I will do what I like. Isn't that what normal people with normal lives do?"
"That's not the same thing!"
"Then what is, Izuku?" She slowly turned to face him, her smile gone and replaced by a flat line. "What is a normal life?"
Considering all that happened to him because of her and her constant presence, Midoriya thought he got more numb to her provocations, but the way she looked at him, her face, her voice, it all made something inside him shake. She was really serious about that question. And the worst part was that he didn't know how to answer. Sure, not committing crimes was a good start but Midoriya knew Himiko enough that such an answer would not work completely. Since he kept silent, Himiko decided to answer herself.
"I live a normal life. I do things I like, and avoid things I don't like. I feel happy and sometimes sad, I feel tired and full of energy. There are persons I like and I want to be closer to them, I want to be more like them. It is a normal life, don't you think?"
"Yes, but you're stripping all the murder you do from it"
"It can't be helped. I like blood and it is inside everyone" She said shaking her head and lifting her elbows.
"You can't hurt others because you think it is nice!"
"That's why it is hard for me to live a normal life" Despite his shout, Himiko didn't raise her voice. Yet, it was like her words exploded into his ears. "Since I was little, everyone kept telling me I was weird, a freak, just because I liked blood. The teachers and doctors, mom and dad, the other kids, everyone said I couldn't like it because it was wrong. No one accepted me, no one stood with me, I was alone"
Midoriya felt his heart clench a bit. Why did he have to relate to the feeling? She kept talking, rolling a hair strand around her finger.
"I can't help but notice how people around me act. So I decided to fit in, try this 'normal life' everyone talked about. I made friends, I had fun with them, I did things I liked… I had a crush once. But in the end, I was just faking it. When I tried to get closer to that boy, well… no one liked my approach, I suppose. They said I was wrong again, and the best part was hearing them say: Oh, how could Toga-san do this? I never thought that she was such a freak; I'm surprised, she looked like a normal girl" Midoriya, now perplexed by her story, noticed the blonde balling one hand into a fist.
"No one cared about what I wanted, what I liked. It was all about their precious normal lives. Mom and dad called me a demon. Their own child, a devil beyond salvation. I don't blame them, though, I didn't fit in their normal lives. So I left… I wanted to do what I liked, have pretty things… I set myself to live my normal life. Acting like a highschool girl made the world treat me nicer, that way it was easier to avoid being caught. But I would keep living my normal life, doing more things I like, loving more..."
Himiko trailed off, apparently lost in thought and staring at Midoriya. He stood still like a statue staring back at her, and they kept like this for a while. The silence was so much that they could almost hear each other breathing.
"And so you decided to become a villain?" He restarted the talk after feeling overwhelmed by the lack of it.
"Oh please, Izuku, no one becomes a villain because they want. I think people are prettier when they bleed and that's an unpopular opinion, so it was bound to cause some trouble" She said nonchalantly, angering him a little. "But you can say that. I got better at stabbing people and sneaking around, and someone thought I was skilled enough to be paid. The cash was good but I liked to do my own thing, you know? Finding cute people, making them bleed slowly, it was fun. I liked how my life turned out. But then, I saw you..."
"M-me?"
"Yeah, I told you already, right? When we were at our date" The mention of the 'date' was enough to send a shiver down his spine, but Midoriya didn't show it. "Seeing you bleeding, hurting yourself, it was so cool~ I liked Stain because he was always covered in blood, and I wanted to be like him. Maybe it was because our Quirks were similar, but you… you caught my attention and I knew, I just knew I had to get closer to you. Since the very beginning, I wanted to be like you, Izuku~ And for the first time, I felt that I was wrong" She stopped talking looking away from him.
"You were… wrong?" For once Midoriya sounded purely curious since they started this talk.
"I thought I could only love someone if I saw them covered in blood. Seeing you bleeding like that was so ~sigh~ exciting. I felt like I had found the one" Himiko faced him again and her yellow cat eyes seemed to gleam. "And then we had sex and everything changed. I felt for once that I didn't have to see you bleeding to like you, Izuku. And when Ochako came to take you away from me, I… I don't know, I felt weird inside. I like Ochako too, but I didn't want her to take you. Not because I couldn't make you pretty anymore… well, that too, I guess. But I wanted to be closer to you"
She made a brief pause, getting up and taking a step towards Midoriya. He didn't flinch or move.
"I wanted to be closer, so I came here. I wanted to know you more, so I tried the classes, boring as they are. I wanted you to like me back, so I started to act like everyone around you. I put an act before, I can do it again"
She took another tempting step forwards. Still no reaction from Midoriya.
"You said you hated me, and I kinda liked it. It meant I was still in your head, so you wouldn't simply put me aside. I felt like I was part of your life. I like to tease you, and the way you react is so cute~ Or it used to be..."
Another step closer. There was a little more than a meter between them.
"I opened up to you. I said I was acting up but it was all for you. At the time I thought: if this mask is what will get me closer to Izuku, then I can do it. But I don't want to put a mask anymore. I want to live my normal life and do the things I like, but I also want you"
Himiko approached him as if Midoriya was a wild animal that could run at the slightly more sudden move. Or attack her.
"I want to live my normal life, but only if you're in it too, Izuku… because I really love you. So much that I don't need to see you bleed. Well, a little bit of blood now and then would be nice" She added playfully. "I can't say I'll stop liking blood, or that I don't want to slit some throats when I'm angry, make some shallow cuts on someone when I'm bored, but… I'm willing to ignore it the best I can because I feel I like you more than that"
Himiko stood in front of him, just a few inches away from the green teen with his arms crossed, a glare focused on her figure the entire time. However, his face no longer held any signs of boredom, neutrality or even anger, for the matter. He simply stared at her. Was he waiting for her to finish?
"Umm, I know you probably won't buy that from me. I'm not dumb, I know you won't ever forgive me for our date. I kinda prefer you don't forget it, anyway… Just… don't ignore me like that, okay? You don't have to love me back, I know this thing between us isn't normal, but again what is normal, right? Ah haha..."
The blondie slowly reached for him. She wanted to be as close to Midoriya as she could and right now he was standing there in front of her, just waiting to be taken. She aimed for his arm but one scarred hand intercepted her move and held her by the wrist. It wasn't a sudden move, the grip wasn't strong. He simply kept her hand in place, half-way between them.
"It is so weird..." She shook her head slightly. "I want to cut you, see you get prettier as your blood slowly flows, but I also don't want to. I want to hurt you, but I also would kill anyone that caused you any pain. You hate what I like, yet I want to be near you all the time, it is really confusing. I don't know when to act or when to be real with you. I want you to think I changed so you'll look at me the same way you look at the other girls… and then I don't. Do you feel something like that, Izuku?"
She waited for his response, but not really. By now Himiko expected Midoriya to remain silent and perhaps leave without another thought, so she got slightly surprised with his answer, rather him answering at all.
"So you don't think you can ever change, that's it?"
"Yeah, something like that. I might become the person I love but deep down, I am myself"
"And you feel confused because you want to, but can't really..."
"I tried. It is kinda ironic, considering my Quirk and all" Midoriya looked right into her eyes and she returned the stare. He breathed out and she wondered whether it was out of frustration or something else. Himiko felt pretty frustrated for not figuring this out either.
"It means that no matter how much you try, we will never have a normal… anything between us"
"I suppose not. Can't we return to me teasing you and you jumping and getting flustered? I'm fine with that. Not really, but- you got the idea"
Midoriya let go of her wrist and turned around to leave. He grabbed to doorknob but Himiko put one hand on his shoulder. He halted but didn't face her.
"... We can't have anything near normal between us, Himiko" He removed her hand, surprisingly gentle this time, opened the door and left her room. Midoriya left Himiko standing in front of the door as it closed. The silence was enough for her to hear his steps fading away in the distance. She walked back to the bed and sat down, looking at the ceiling with a neutral face. Then, it slowly transitioned to her usual smile as she began to reflect on how this all went.
She got to talk with Midoriya alone. This was a victory on itself, and somewhere in the process, she felt he actually started to listen to her, another positive. He didn't bash at her so much, despite the feeling of being stabbed in the chest when he said those mean things to her at the beginning. Himiko didn't blame him, though, she didn't expect anything different. She only wished he paid more attention to her like before. She was a source of worry, so technically she was part of his life. To Midoriya, Himiko was fear, and that was probably the closest she got to be someone. Not using her Quirk and usual tricks, that is. The only question left was: were her words enough to change his mind?
On second thought, that was also the closest Himiko ever got to a "normal couple" thing. It was nice talking to him like that. Perhaps because for these few minutes, she had Midoriya all for herself. Even if just for caution, Midoriya kept focused on her. Usually, the pretty people she met would try and focus on anything else after some time to ignore the pain. At that point, they would turn into boring persons and Himiko would "ditch" them. But with Izuku? Oh no, she had his attention all the time.
Back at their first date, she had to use some tricks like using Ochako's face, but even after that Midoriya kept focused on her. Be it enduring the pain, fighting against her with sheer willpower, and even with his mind slowly turning into a blurry mess, it all floated around her, and Himiko loved it. She liked to be the center of attention, more specifically the center of his attention. But was still confusing.
It was confusing that despite her past, she didn't care that he hated what she liked. And you know what? She was okay with this. Most people wouldn't set with something that confused them, but Himiko was far from normal. Scratch that, she was a normal girl, and she had emotions just like any other girl. Hers might take a different path but it wasn't a problem, not to her. Her smile widened into a bright fanged grin, with her everlasting blush adorning her cheeks. However, this time it lacked the sadic vibe and malicious intent. It was almost as if she was a normal high school girl.
"I don't understand, but I feel that it is okay. I like it, so I will keep living my normal life~"
Midnight. The veil of the night became his friend as time passed and more girls got added to his harem. Midoriya wondered if he would ever get to interact with his loved one without the need to hide it. Anyway, tomorrow at the same hour he would probably be "busy" with them, but tonight he headed to the 1-B dorms. Hiding behind a tree, he looked at the side of the building, spotting one of the balconies illuminated by a faint blue glow. It was their signal to coast clear, so Midoriya didn't waste time, using his Quirk to jump and climb up with trained stealthiness. He didn't even need to know on the glass door as the person he meant to see waited right there. The short blondie welcomed him with a bright smile.
"Hi, Midoriya! Glad you could come" Tsunotory said with excitement, albeit in whispers.
"I'm happy you invited me" He said in the same tone.
Tsunotori gave way to him and closed the door. Midoriya sat on the bed almost by instinct and Tsunotori went to turn on the lights. She was sure all the girls were asleep so as long as they kept the noise at the minimum they were safe. Besides, what was the point of showing off her costume in the dark, right? Yes, that was the reason why she called him tonight. As they agreed, Midoriya would come to see Tsunotori in her cosplays, and tonight she decided to make something even better.
"So, you came up with a new costume, Tsunotori-san?" Midoriya asked, now up and curiously inspecting the shelf full of manga owned by the short blondie.
"Hai. This one was a little tricky because I couldn't modify any clothes I had, so I had to use fabric. Good thing my sis put some into my things without me knowing" Tsunotori said as she changed inside the closet.
Meanwhile, Midoriya traced with a finger the many titles on the shelf, until he found a familiar title.
"There it is, Kimetsu no Yaiba" He picked the volume and started to flip through the pages, pausing to look at some frames with more detail.
"You started to watch this one recently, right?" Nana's voice echoed inside his head. "The girl was right, the anime is awesome"
"Agreed. The animation is really impressive, and the art style of the manga doesn't fall behind. Man, I wish they could remake some of the Mighty Adventures with this level of animation"
"That would get you hooked up in a second"
"Well, it is quality..." He admitted shyly.
"Midoriya-san, I'm ready" Tsunotori called from inside the closet.
"My eyes are closed" Midoriya said, putting the manga back where it belonged. He waited patiently, hearing some shuffling, then the faint sound of the closet door sliding open. His mind couldn't help but wonder what she was wearing tonight. Considering she said it was tricky… "Does it involve a boar head…?"
"Okay, you can look now"
And as soon as he opened his eyes, Midoriya got marveled at the sight of the blondie wearing a white and red Miko kimono. On top of that, a beige apron with a red sash tied into a large ribbon around her waist. She had a pair of orange ears, apparently, fox ears, and he also noticed the large fluffy orange tail with a white tip. Tsunotori put on a wavy smile, probably due to some nervousness, and gave her best warm welcome expression.
"O-Okaeri nanojya~ You've had a long day, haven't you?"
Tsunotori struggled against the warm feeling coming from her cheeks to keep in character, but it was hard to ignore the way Midoriya looked at her. They stood still for a whole minute, no words exchanged.
"S-s-so, what do you think, Midoriya-san?" She asked while poking her fingers together, avoiding direct eye contact. The query prompted a reaction from the green teen.
"Ah- umm… you are, I mean, the costume, erm..." Midoriya tripped on his words before taking a deep breath to calm down. "It looks really pretty, Tsunotori-san"
Once hearing his approval, the blondie relaxed more, doing a spin to show off her cosplay. Then, she went to her shelf and picked up one volume to show it to him.
"Here, this is the source material, the Helpful Fox Senko-san" She handed him the manga and Midoriya started to look between her and the fox girl in the cover.
"What is it about?"
"It is about a salaryman who works too much, then suddenly this kitsune appears at his home and starts to take care of him: cleaning the house, cooking, and pampering him so he feels better after a hard day at work"
"I see..." Midoriya listened as she explained a little more of the plot, comparing Tsunotori with the cover. She got it almost perfectly, from the orange fox ears to the fluffy tail, the red details at the hem of the kimono, the red strings holding the sleeves in place, even the tiny flower on one ear. The only difference was her long blond hair instead of the short orange of the fox girl. And her horns.
"I would normally tie my hair up and use a wig, but I don't have one for this here" She added.
"It looks pretty cute anyway" He told her with a warm smile. Tsunotori averted her eyes from him for a moment, feeling her face heat up a bit.
"Thanks, Midoriya-san… umm, I was wondering if… if you don't mind, we could… watch an episode or two. You told me you started to see Demon Slayer so I thought of… introducing another genre of anime… it's not full of action but I think you'll like it"
"Oh, sure"
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'm already here so why not?" Tsunotori couldn't help but smile upon hearing him say yes.
She picked her tablet from the desk and sat on the bed, quickly searching through her vast library. Once finding it, she patted the bed, inviting Midoriya to take a sit. Both teens felt a small sense of thrill. Midoriya was just starting with anime and Tsunotori only watched it together with her sister, so it was a new experience for the two of them. She had watched it at least three times before so she pointed out a few things now and then, avoiding any spoilers, of course. However, halfway through the third episode, Tsunotori glanced at him, curious about his reaction, and she found Midoriya with distant eyes. His mind seemed to be completely in another place.
"Oh no, am I… am I bothering him too much? I knew I shouldn't have asked!"
Hesitant, Tsunotori paused the video, catching his attention.
"Midoriya-san, is… is everything alright? Y-you don't have to watch if you think it is boring, I-"
"What? No, no, I like it, it's just… sorry, I have a lot in my mind right now. But I'm ok, sorry for worrying you" He said apologetically.
She didn't know why but her next words came out so naturally, Tsunotori didn't have time to process before it was too late.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" "Wait, no!"
Midoriya looked away and the blondie mentally slapped herself for being so meddlesome. Of course he wouldn't want to discuss this with her, they weren't close friends or anything. What if it had something to do with Kendo? She felt so dumb for even asking, but at the same time, Tsunotori felt the need to know. What was it that put that troubled look in Midoriya's face? Perhaps it was because he listened to her and kept her secret and stood by her side. If it wasn't for him, she would keep hiding from everybody that she was into anime and cosplay, and she was glad for that. So maybe she wanted to thank him or do the same and be there for him? She wasn't sure if she would be able to, though.
"You don't have to if you don't want. W-we can call it a night and..."
"No, it's okay. If you don't mind I… I think I need to vent this off" Unknown to Tsunotori, it was Nana who convinced Midoriya into talking about it. It worked before with Hado-senpai, so why not give it a try with Tsunotori.
However, the blonde made a surprise move that left Midoriya stunned. She adjusted herself so she was sitting on her knees and gently dragged the emerald boy down, resting his head on her legs. Midoriya looked up at her face with a confused and embarrassed look, to which Tsunotori responded with a shaky smile and a nervous laugh.
"Well, s-since I'm dressed as Senko-san, I thought we could do it like t-this. You… you don't want to…?"
"No… I-I don't mind"
Tsunotori gently ran one hand through his green locks, taking some time to steady her heart.
"So, what is troubling you, Midoriya-san?"
Midoriya also took his time to think about how to say it. He didn't want to shower her with his problems.
"Well, you know about the situation with my class and… her, right?"
"You mean the villain girl?"
"Yes. The whole deal was strange from the start, I know. Why would anyone do something like that, right? I thought about it a lot back then and it seemed the right thing to do"
"She… I heard she hurt you. A lot"
"Yeah… in more than one way. At first, I thought keeping her around would help me get over it. Like, face your fears and overcome them. And it worked to some extent but… Lately, everything seems confused"
"What do you mean? You think she is up to something?"
"Umm, you know why she came to UA and surrendered?"
"It was a rumor, but I heard she came all the way here to see you… because she had a fixation with you"
"A fixation… you can put it that way too, I guess" This shocked Tsunotori. So the psycho girl truly was head over heels for him. Having that confirmed gave her a sick feeling in her stomach.
"That's why she keeps clinging to you all the time?"
"Yes, Himiko… she can be pretty obnoxious to everyone around her. The problem is why she acts like this"
"And it would be…?"
"Me. Himiko surrendered herself, cooperated with the police, and even started to attend classes, all because of me"
"Ugh, just so she can further torture you- oh, sorry Midoriya-san, I didn't mean to say it like that"
"It's fine, it is true. She… Himiko put me through a lot, and she keeps doing it. Only that now I..." He trailed off a bit, pondering whether he should tell her all the truth. "We had a talk this afternoon. I had been ignoring her for a while, and it actually had an effect on her. Until then, everything me and basically everyone else did to try and keep her distant didn't work. On the opposite, Himiko liked to be a constant nuisance. But this time she… she felt really hurt that I was ignoring her"
"Well, serves her right. Why should you have to put up with her bullshit? The nerve of that girl. Not only she kidnapped you and almost got you killed, but she also followed you here and won't let you be at peace. Oh, how I wanted to get my hands on her and-"
"T-Tsunotori-san?"
"What?"
"Your English is slipping off again"
"Oh, sorry"
"Anyway, she wanted to talk with me about this and… long story short, she kind of want to change, leave her past behind"
"Huh? Why would she? Isn't that girl completely mad?"
"The reason would be… me"
"... You kidding, right?"
"I wish. Himiko… she legitly felt hurt because I ignored her. She really wants me to give her some sort of attention, even if I keep hating her"
"Okay, that's weird"
"She simply is… like that. This is her normal. I once thought that if she wasn't, you know, a villain, she would be a normal girl like anyone else"
"You're not considering… forgiving her, are you...?"
"No, never" He brought on hand over his chest, grabbing his own shirt. Tsunotori noticed he shivered a bit. "I would never forget what she did to me, but… I don't know, Himiko is so confusing. I don't know when she is faking or when she really means what she says. Sometimes she acts like a total psycho and then she turns into a normal person. Even Himiko doesn't understands why she does what she does. She is just… doing what she likes"
"If she is so dangerous, why did you keep her around, Midoriya-san?"
"She is dangerous, but when I'm around she… maybe I can keep her in check. Maybe, if she stay close to me, Himiko would be more… normal. Or maybe not, I don't know. I think deep down I wanted her to turn into a good person"
"Not everyone can be saved, Midoriya-san"
"I know… that's why I'm confused, this is what bothers me the most. The answer is clear, but I still… feel something"
They fell silent for a while to let it all sink in.
"You think someone could… change so drastically, Midoriya-san?"
"I'm not sure. Perhaps it is not about a complete change. Like, it is still there, the things that make you, well, you. Himiko said she probably wouldn't change, but she would try because of me"
"Because she likes to bother you?"
"Well… she said she… this fixation with me is almost like… someone you like, really, really much" Midoriya answered in a vague way but it was enough for Tsunotori to understand, and she felt her blood boil up. Just imagining what kind of twisted concept the psycho had about such a wonderful emotion…
"You must think I'm stupid for allowing her to be around me" Midoriya looked away from her, but then she cupped his cheek with one hand, gently turning his face to her again.
"No, I understand why you did this. I wouldn't do that, but I understand you wanted to face your fears head-on. And it is not your fault, she is the freak and the one blame. I kind of admire that in you, Midoriya-san"
"What, exactly?"
"That you would try to save even someone so evil as her. I'm not sure I could do the same"
They remained silent for another minute, then Tsunotori started to caress his head.
"I wish I could do something to help you, Midoriya-san. At least let me pamper you a bit, as a kitsune would do" She hoped to at least put the ned of the night in a better mood.
Midoriya tensed up under touch at the start, but bit by bit he relaxed, letting Tsunotori comfort him. It was embarrassing, even more when he could feel Nana staring at him inside his head, with a huge smug smile crossing her face, but he didn't mind much now. In fact, he felt so much better now that Midoriya started to doze off a little.
Meanwhile, Tsunotori found herself charmed by the sight. Seeing the boy at peace like this and knowing she gave him a little help made her heart flutter a bit. Her relationship with Midoriya happened by chance and he supported her from the very beginning. She wanted to return the kindness, the care. She wanted to share more things with him, and have him share his things with her too. It wasn't as if she disliked her classmates now, but something about him felt different, special…
His face looked so soft now. Tsunotori slowly traced his features with her eyes, still ruffling his messy hair gently. He looked pretty cute like this, with those freckles of his, and such thought brought back something Komori said the other day. How did she see him as a man? Well, nothing changed, he was still pretty cute and handsome too. But now he seemed so more real to her. He had his problems like everyone and still, he went out of his way to help others. Who came to the rescue when the heroes needed help?
She didn't notice but her head dipped a bit. Her eyes felt heavier and her vision faded to black around the corners. Something about this situation gave her a warm feeling. She was helping a friend, but there was something else. Was it because she was dressed as Senko… or because it was Midoriya sleeping peacefully on her lap? She watched/read tons of anime and manga, but Tsunotori never thought it could actually happen to her. So this is how it felt like, she thought before everything went dark.
One second, a blink of pitch black and she jolted up, awake and aware of her surroundings. The sudden move apparently woke Midoriya up, his eyes now wide open. He slowly sat up, scratching his head. That was awkward, but it also felt nice.
"Umm, ah… thanks for hearing me, Tsunotori-san"
"Oh, sure, anytime"
Neither of them looked directly at each other for a while and the silence only added up to the uneasy feeling.
"I'll make sure to watch more of the anime"
"That's good"
They didn't exchange looks or words regarding this, but both teens agreed to not address the elephant in the room.
"You look pretty cute in that cosplay" He added shyly.
"Thanks. You too..."
Wait, what?
"Eh...?"
"Ah...?"
Midoriya and Tsunotori looked at each other, their faces matching in red hues. However, as embarrassed as they were, they didn't take back what they said. Since no one seemed to turn away from this staring contest, they just smiled at each other. Awkward smiles followed by their usual nervous ticks, Tsunotory poking her fingers and Midoriya partially covering his face. No one felt the urge to correct any possible misunderstandings, at least not now. Looking at her alarm clock, Tsunotori saw it was pretty late already.
"It's almost 2 AM"
"Oh. I should-"
"Get going now?"
"Yes, it can raise some suspicions"
"Yeah. We don't want that, right?"
"I guess not, hahaha.."
So they fell asleep for at least twenty minutes. Hmm, okay. MIdoriya got up and Tsunotori followed without thinking, basically standing on his way. They laughed lightly and then went to the glass door. Midoriya climbed on the rail and turned around to say good night.
"Umm, so… we can watch it together next night, right?"
"Oh, sure. I could try another costume, like Yozora"
"I see… well, good night, Tsunotori-san"
"Sleep well, MIdoriya-san"
The boy jumped down and headed into the night. Tsunotori closed the door, keeping the cold wind outside. She stared at her hand with curiosity and wonder. It still held a reminiscent of the feeling. His soft, curly and messy hair. Perhaps, if she focused enough, she could replay that moment again inside her head. Outside, running back to his room, Midoriya had a similar sensation. Despite the cold night, he could still feel it. He still felt warm.
End of Chapter
And we're done here. Oh my, why am I so divided by this chapter? There are some things I wanted to convey here but I'm unsure about the final result. You dear readers tell me.
As some of you readers noticed, yes, I depicted Pony shorter than she is in the anime/manga. I gave her some 145cm against Midoriya's 166cm, which increases the contrast. I don't know, I like her being really smol. The big reveal is nigh, and from that, we enter phase 3. You're free to guess what exactly it means~
Anyway, that's it for this chapter, I hope you all enjoyed. Thanks for your time and for reading. See ya in the next chapter.