Chapter 4: USJ
Izuku dragged himself out of bed with a sleepy Katsumi clinging to his back while he pulled his pants on.
"Let go, Kat, I want to go get breakfast before classes." Izuku said as he pulled on his jeans and socks while she clung to his bare back.
"You're warm though! Just take me with you." A half asleep Katsumi whined as she pressed her bare breasts to his back.
Izuku simply chuckled and used his Quirk to carefully remove her and pull on hi black and green tank top that he wore for comfort. "I doubt the other students would appreciate your nudity as much as I do."
"Heh, you like my titties." Katsumi muttered as she settled back in bed, Izuku draping a weighted blanket he kept in the closet over her.
"I sure do. Be a good girl and sleep for me." Izuku said as he kissed her forehead.
"Yes, Izu…" she said, trailing off as she drifted off to sleep. She was always so much more peaceful when she was sleeping.
Izuku smiled fondly at his Kacchan, before walking into the hallway and right into the girl he had been partnered with in the combat exam, who seemed to be going the same way he was.
"Morning Jiro, sorry about that." Izuku said, helping her up and ignoring her blush. She just seemed to always be blushing and embarrassed. What Izuku didn't know was that he was the cause of her embarrassment.
"G-Good Morning, Izuku." She said, her face burning as she tried not to stare at him in a tank top.
They walked in the common area and found it to be mostly deserted. Izuku wanted to get up early to go ask for something from the support class between breakfast and classes, and Kyoka was, ironically, hoping to avoid Izuku so he wouldn't continue to completely charm the pants off of her.
"So, what are you planning on eating, Jiro?" Izuku asked as he snooped through the cabinet for ingredients, ideas forming in his powerful mind for what he could do.
"Cereal. I suck at cooking." Kyoka said bitterly, forgetting her embarrassment at least temporarily at the prospect of the bland wheat that would quickly grow soggy in milk.
"Oh, that isn't a hero's breakfast at all! Why don't you sit down? I'll cook something up for you while I make my eggs and toast." Izuku said, his Quirk causing everything to be prepared at once, with the stove turning on and tea kettles, pans, mixing bowls, and utensils whirling around him.
"I couldn't do tha-'' Kyoka began before she was cut off by Izuku.
"I wasn't really asking. Be good and sit down for me." Izuku said without looking up from his work. Kyoka found herself complying and blushing even harder.
Izuku stood in the middle of the kitchen area while his diverse Quirk worked all around him. Soon, a familiar and nostalgic smell filled Kyoka's nostrils.
Cinnamon pancakes and green tea. Her parents had made them for her a million times and they never got old. Cinnamon was good for hearing, and helped her Quirk tremendously while green tea was soothing for sore throats, something her musician parents drank a lot and she had developed a taste for. She hadn't gotten either of those since leaving home for UA, with the exception of Momo making her green tea once at her request, so she was practically drooling as the scents invaded her olfactory system.
"C-Cinnamon pancakes?" She asked, her pupils actually dilating as she smelled her favorite food.
"Yeah. The icebreaker sheet they made us fill out when we moved in said they were your favorite, right?" Izuku asked as he continued to cook.
"Um, yeah. Thanks." Kyoka said with a bright red blush. 'He's cooking for me!' her inner romantic squealed in delight. That is when she heard him mutter.
"She is so fucking adorable." He muttered, looking back at her.
'He did NOT just say that!' she thought, her body temperature rising.
"Kyoka Midoriya. Heh, I like that." He said, making her blush harder.
'He's considering me for marriage? Me, of all people?' she thought, picturing a series of scenes with them participating in marital bliss. Holding hands while watching TV, Katsumi curled on one side of him while she was on his other as they watched old movies and listened to music. A miniature Izuku with jacks bouncing happily on her lap as Izuku wrapped his arms around them. Things like that.
"The things I would do to bury my face in those soft, creamy thighs. I bet she would moan so adorably with a couple well-placed kisses." He said, fully skyrocketing her arousal and body temperature.
'D-Did he forget I have super hearing?' she rationalized, figuring he wouldn't be saying these things if he knew she could hear him.
Suddenly, a plate full of her favorite food floated over and set itself on the table in front of her. She was so enamored by the food and the guy who cooked it that she almost missed his own food being placed in the spot opposite her.
'It's like a breakfast date!' her annoying romantic side cheered while she suppressed the urge to try to lock him down while she could.
Katsumi came into the common area in search of Izuku, and noticed he was sitting opposite of the girl who was a blushing mess after he worked with her to defeat Katsumi and Iida.
She came up and found a plate piled high with spicy sausage and bacon next to Izuku, which was obviously for her. She sat down next to Izuku, slightly dampening the lovey dovey feeling that Kyoka was developing as her fantasy of a date was interrupted by the only girl who had actually started a relationship with Izuku.
"Ears, huh? I would have thought you'd go for the big titty rich girl." She whispered in his ear, tipping Kyoka off that the attraction was mutual.
Izuku simply kissed her cheek, making Kyoka feel strangely left out even if she had never shared or received a kiss from the boy opposite her.
They ate their food in relative silence after that, with Kyoka stealing glances at Izuku with scarlet cheeks. Eventually, Kyoka finished her plate and her cup of tea and stood up, planning on going to her room to hug her pillow and fantasize about Izuku until class began, but stopped when she decided to be sure about something.
"Hey, Midor-" she began.
"Izuku." He said simply with a soft smile on his face.
"F-Fine. I-Izuku? You know that I have supersonic hearing, right? That I can hear e-everything? Even when someone is muttering?" Kyoka said, not able to meet his eyes while Katsumi snickered.
"Yeah, I remember. I wouldn't forget about a Quirk like that." Izuku said with a smirk as he found her shy nature extremely cute.
"O-Oh. Right." She said, quickly running away from the embarrassment before hearing one last mutter.
"Damn, your thighs are amazing."
Izuku had an idea for a little while now. He wanted a sword, so he was at his desk in his room sketching one.
"Why exactly do you need a sword?" Katsumi asked as she sat in the common room with her head resting on his thighs.
"I don't need a sword persay, but I still want one. Swords are badass, and nothing can convince me otherwise." Izuku said, sketching his idea for a weapon while Katsumi wrapped her arms around him from behind and looked over his shoulder.
"So how are you going to get one?" She asked, looking at the double edged longsword with an ornate pattern on the blade and a curved pommel that turned to a hook. "And a longsword? Why not a katana?"
"First, I was thinking I could make one by compressing coal into a diamond sword with a lot of concentration. Second, everyone wants a katana for some reason, and it's not like I know what I'm doing with one anyway, so I went with good old fashioned Medieval European designs." Izuku explained, sitting his Kacchan on his lap and nuzzling her gently.
"Why don't you just talk to the support class? Hell, I'm sure one of them would jump at the chance to make something for you, just don't let them talk you into too much stuff." Katsumi joked. She heard the girls in the support class were a little insane, but she was sure Izuku could handle it.
"Huh, thanks for the tip, cutie. I think my little Kacchan might deserve a little reward." Izuku said as he slid his hand up her shirt, under her bra, and finally on her nipple.
Katsumi wiggled and writhed against him, letting out an adorably pathetic moan. "You aren't going to just tease me, right? I can cum for you?"
Izuku chuckled and shoved his hand down the front of her skirt and pinched her wet clit between two fingers. "Well, you have been trying so hard to be good for me, so you do deserve a nice little reward, don't you?"
"Y-Yes sir." Katsumi managed as he slid her panties and skirt off her and bent her over his desk, revealing her slick pussy and winking asshole to him. They still hadn't had actual sex, but Izuku had made her cum a couple of times.
"Look at this mess, you're getting off on being my little toy, aren't you?" Izuku questioned as he slid his finger into her tight, wet hole, hooking his finger to rub against her g-spot while his thumb teased her clit some more.
"I-Izu? I'm close, sir!" Katsumi cried after only a couple of minutes, only for him to pull his fingers out. "Y-You said I could cum!" She protested.
"You will, just be a little more patient, I promise it'll be worth it." Izuku assured her, flipping her over to sit her on his desk and sitting in his chair so he was eye-level with her soaked pussy.
Izuku wasted no time pushing his tongue in her core and pulled it back out, causing a shudder to go through her body. "I was right, you are so sweet, inside and out. My little Kac-chan." Izuku teased her before planting a kiss on her clit and sliding a finger into her tight holes which he began to fuck her with.
He fingered her to the edge again and then sucked on her clit. Hard. Izuku smirked up at her with a wet face and her convulsing around his fingers.
"Good toy, now let's get cleaned up so I can go to the support class." Izuku said, kissing Kacchan and smearing her cum between their lips.
"O-Okay, sir." She said, recovering from her orgasm.
Izuku had gotten Katsumi cleaned up, showered, and in fresh clothes before he made his way to the support class. He walked across the UA campus and as soon as he walked in, he had to activate his Quirk to stop a buzz saw from crashing into his face.
"HATSUME! YOU ALMOST KILLED ONE OF THE ONLY MALES IN JAPAN!" Power Loader shouted at her enthusiastic student. Suddenly, all of the girls at their respective workstations snapped to attention, eyes locked on him. No matter how powerful he was, he would be surrounded by news crews all his life. That sounded like free advertising.
Izuku was surrounded by a mob of girls, clamoring to tell him about their revolutionary ideas and inventions, all of them trying to get a juicy exclusivity contract from him while the teacher of the class tried to break up the spontaneous riot.
Eventually, Power Loader managed to get them to back up and stop shoving inventions and contracts in his face and crossed her arms with a friendly smile.
"Well if it isn't Mr. Destroy a city's worth of testing robots. What can the support class of UA do for you?" She asked, only sounding slightly bitter about having to make a second order of the robots for the test that he didn't have to participate in.
"Um, well, I kinda had an idea for a weapon I could use? I was going to try and make it myself, but I was told you could help me." Izuku said nervously, scratching the back of his neck as the class stared at him intensely and was practically drooling for that sweet sweet guaranteed free advertising.
"I CAN MAKE YOU A PLASMA CANNON!" A girl in the back of the class shouted, sparking a wave of girls shouting about the weapons they were capable of making. The portal gun admittedly was extremely tempting.
"SHUT UP OR I'M MAKING IT AND NONE OF YOU GET TO!" Power Loader shouted, silencing the class. "Anyway, Midoriya, I assume you have an idea about what you want if you are here. What are you thinking?"
Izuku was in deep thought, trying to ignore the mildly insane girls who were holding shady looking contracts. "I want a sword. It should be pretty blunt, but practically indestructible. Weight isn't much of a concern, but I have some specs for size." Izuku said, handing Power Loader the sketch he made, only for her to use a device to scan it and project a hologram of the sword he wanted to be made.
"Alright ladies, one at a time I want ideas! Whoever comes up with the best idea for this sword gets to make it!" Power Loader declared, causing the girls to pitch different things, most of which failed Power Loader's test simulations.
"Ooh, what about a sword that lights on fire!" A girl suggested, uploading her idea to the projection with her tablet, something all the girls were holding their own versions of as they came up with ideas.
The firesword did well, but ultimately was useless against an opponent with a fire quirk.
"Maybe a sword that extends from a hilt?" A girl suggested, sending her design specs to the hologram with a swipe of her finger.
This design also did well, but broke after a hard hit due to the compact design.
"A sword that gets heavy if someone who isn't the owner holds it." A girl said, but was stopped by Power Loader.
"Midoriya uses telekinesis to fight, so he won't usually be holding it anyway. Sorry, Hinata." She said, pinching the bridge of her nose in slight annoyance. The support class did not fail!
"If only I was able to get my device finished on time." A girl complained. She had shoulder length ebony black hair with white dots that reminded Izuku of space and chocolate brown eyes. She was working on a large metal contraption when he walked in, so Izuku was curious about what this device could have been.
"What did it do?" He asked, casting his gaze to the massive metal contraption.
"Well, for the first time in a couple of centuries, a large cluster of meteors made up if Lonsdaleite will be passing Earth. My machine was supposed to grab one and process it into a usable material that is approximately 58 percent stronger than diamonds. The processing function is just fine, but the tractor beam isn't working and the meteors are due to pass us in about five minutes. I could've made some good stuff with that too." She explained, looking down dejectedly.
"Would you mind running a simulation of a sword made of Lonsdaleite?" Izuku asked Power Loader.
Power Loader set up the simulation and revealed that Lonsdaleite was nearly perfect. It smashed and shattered anything that the simulation threw at it.
"It's perfect." Izuku said with a gleam in his eye.
"Yeah, but Lonsdaleite is extremely expensive, that's why I was going to pull it out of space." The girl said with crossed arms.
"The meteors are passing now, right?" Izuku asked, forming a plan.
"Yeah, don't need to keep bringing it up." The inventor said, getting a little annoyed.
"Leave that to me. If I get you all of the meteors, will you put a priority on the sword?" Izuku asked, stepping out and gesturing for her to follow, which she and her entire class did into the large front lawn.
The girls watched as he flexed his hands and pushed them down, his eyes glowing a harsh emerald green.
Suddenly, a small boulder fell from the sky and impacted the ground, making the girls look up. That's when they saw the massive amount of meteors floating above their head, enough Lonsdaleite to build a small building entirely.
"HE IS A GIFT FROM THE HEAVENS!" A girl shouted as she scooped up a couple of small rocks into her tool belt and leather apron.
"I'm glad you're all happy. When can I expect my sword?" Izuku asked as he lowered the last of the meteor ores to the ground.
"For our favorite customer? The whole class will help, it will be done tomorrow morning!" Power Loader exclaimed, gathering large amounts herself.
The rest of Izuku's day was uneventful. Apparently, there was a break in from some news people while he was with the now-adoring support class, but Momo and Katsumi contained the panic.
At dinner, he cooked for himself, Kyoka, Momo, because she apparently couldn't cook well either, and his little Katsumi. He enjoyed teasing Kyoka some more, something that wasn't lost on Katsumi and Momo. The difference was that Katsumi helped him.
"Hey Izuku? I am confident in the fact that the thigh is the best part. A nice, juicy thigh you could just sink your teeth into." Katsumi mused while admiring the spicy chicken Izuku made for her, making Kyoka cough and sputter on her green tea.
"Yeah, I love a good set of thighs too." Izuku said while making heavy eye contact with the rocker girl.
Momo noticed that Kyoka was blushing heavily, and couldn't figure out why. 'Maybe she just has a crush on Midoriya? I certainly couldn't blame her.' the Yaoyorozu heiress mused.
"Thanks for the food, Izuku, goodnight!" Kyoka quickly said as she finished her plate and took off.
"Night, Kyo." Izuku said, holding a smile off his face as she blushed and covered her face.
Kyoka got to her room and buried her face in her pillow, screaming into it to let out her shy embarrassment before she realized that her skirt had ridden up on her to the point that it was barely covering her ass, fully exposing her soft creamy thighs.
She looked up and noticed that the loose paper and pencils sitting on her desk were moving on their own, a clear sign of who was doing it.
The pencil moved across the sheet of paper elegantly and rapidly until it made a picture of her blushing shyly and biting her curled finger, looking incredibly cute, then it moved to another page and began to write out a phone number along with the words 'text me?'
Kyoka put his number into her phone under the contact name 'possible boyfriend' with a massive blush on her face even in the privacy of her room.
'Hey' she sent, pressing her phone to stomach and evening her breathing. "It's just his number, It's just his number. It isn't a confession of his love or anything. All I know is he's interested." She chanted.
Her phone went off with a notification. 'Hey, This is Bakugo, I'm on his phone, and I want to talk to you about your intentions with my Izu.'
Kyoka wasn't sure how well this would go for her.
Izuku woke the next morning and found Katsumi passed out clutching his phone. She had spent the night talking to Kyoka, getting a sense of the girl who would inevitably join her and Izuku's relationship.
Izuku stood and stretched before hearing a knock on his door. He walked over to open it and found the hallway packed with sleep deprived inventors.
"Midoriya! We made it!" Two girls in the front said, holding up a sword covered in cloth. Izuku smiled and took it from them, using his Quirk to help him lift the heavy piece of metal, before pulling the cloth off it and seeing his new weapon.
It was a muted dark grey metal with small green highlights, pretty dull for a sword, and the hilt was black leather and had a synthetic emerald in the pommel. Finally, there was an inscription on the blade.
"Broken Expectations?" Izuku asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah! Because you wouldn't expect a male to be powerful, and you wouldn't expect someone as powerful as you to use a sword!" A girl explained with a bright, if not slightly insane, smile.
"I love it. I hope you all enjoy the metal, I'll let you know if I need anything else, and we can make a deal from there." Izuku said, waving to the support student as they trudged off to bed.
Katsumi looked up groggily and noticed the mass of girls walking away. "Holy shit, was that a fucking fan club?"
"Uh, they like me now, but that was the support class. They made my sword." Izuku said, holding it up to her.
"Huh, looks heavy." She said as she tried to take it, only to almost get dragged to the ground by it's weight before she caught herself. "Holy shit, youd need a fucking strength Quirk to use this right!"
"Well, yeah, probably. C'mon, we're going to be late for class if you don't get your cute ass moving." Izuku said, kissing her gently.
"But Izuuuu! I'm tired!" She complained, flopping backwards on his bed before getting ready anyway. She would have gotten ready anyway to maintain her high grades, but that was beside the point.
"I'm not the one who stayed up grilling poor Kyoka. Tell you what, I'll take a nap with you after classes, ok sweetie? Get it? Sweetie?" Izuku said as he finished getting dressed while Katsumi blushed at the nickname he called her.
He eventually got dressed while Katsumi did the same, although she stole some of his clothes, making full eye contact as she pulled on his boxers before making grabbing motions like a child who wanted carried. Tired Kacchan was a clingy Kacchan.
They set off to class and met up with Kyoka on the way to class. Kyoka seemed even more tired then Katsumi to the point that she barely even blushed when he used his Quirk to carry her, as Katsumi was in his arms and his sword was floating and pressed against his back like it was strapped there.
"Why were you two up so late?" Izuku questioned as he walked with the tired girls.
"Sleep deprivation is great for honesty." Katsumi explained, not even minding that she was being carried.
"I see. And have you reached an understanding?" Izuku asked, only to stop when he saw a sign on the classroom door that told him to meet them outside for a field trip.
"Yeah. She's good enough, but I get some more time with you before she comes in and joins." Katsumi said.
Izuku realized that Kyoka hadn't said anything, so he looked over and saw her snoozing gently in the air as he held her up with his Quirk.
"Alright, now, since exhaustion makes honesty, isn't Kyoka pretty?" Izuku teased as he strode out the UA doors to the bus.
"Uh huh. Smol titty goth girl." Katsumi said, falling asleep herself.
Izuku simply chuckled as he got on the bus and settled in the seat between Kyoka and Katsumi, both of whom slept on his shoulders.
"Are they okay?" Momo asked from her seat in front of him.
"Just tired." Izuku said with a soft smile.
They arrived at the facility that was introduced as the USJ, an epic and massive building that simulated several environments to practice rescue for the UA University alumni.
Izuku woke up the two girls on his shoulders with a kiss on their heads. "Come on, we're here."
Kyoka shot awake and began stuttering out apologies and blushing heavily.
"Relax, ears. I told you he likes you, so quit pretending you weren't dreaming about him anyway. Izu, would you kiss her so she stops with the fucking shy bullshit?" Katsumi fumed. She knew that it would take forever if she left it to Kyoka.
Izuku turned his head away from Katsumi to see Kyoka's reaction, only to see her with her eyes closed and her face tilted up and her lips slightly puckered with a red face.
"See? She wants a kiss." Katsumi said, causing Kyoka to crack her eyes open just in time for Izuku to crash his lips to hers.
"Bout fucking time. Now stop and kiss m-" Katsumi was cut off by Izuku choking her with his Quirk. He cut off his contact with the goth girl and turned to her.
"Don't forget your place, toy. I will kiss who I want, when I want, and you are going to get a kiss when I decide you deserve one." Hr growled before letting her go.
"Yes sir, sorry sir." She said, not meeting his eyes in a rare burst of submission.
Izuku, taking pity on her, kissed her and shoved his tongue into her mouth. He quickly beat her tongue for dominance and explored her mouth for a short time while Kyoka watched, still blushing shyly.
Izuku pulled away and left Katsumi slightly out of it with a small string of saliva connecting them. "My sweet little toy."
Izuku then noticed that they were alone on the bus and quickly took off with Katsumi and Kyoka behind him, getting to the building and walking into utter chaos.
Villains were walking around, subduing their classmates as they fought back, but more and more filed out from a portal in the middle.
Suddenly, a portal opened under Izuku, Katsumi, and Kyoka's feet and took them to the middle where they saw a hulking monster woman pinning their teacher to the ground with blood pooling around her head.
"Alright brats! We are here to kill All Might, so where is she?" A woman with a bunch of hands covering her demanded.
Izuku and Katsumi wasted no time attacking the nearest villains while Kyoka prepared to unleash her heartbeat through her shoe speakers, and all three were noticed quickly.
"Nomu! Kill the-" the hand woman shouted before a living shadow behind her interrupted her.
"Ma'am, remember the *ahem* side mission?" She reminded her charge. She was so tired of this job, but she was loyal to her sensei.
"Right. Nomu, grab one of those girls." The hand woman said, causing the mutated woman to toss Aizawa to the side and dashing towards Katsumi.
"Yeah, fuck that." Izuku said, holding the Nomu in place while Katsumi detonated a large explosion on the Nomu and Kyoka put her foot on the creature and let her heartbeat erupt through it.
The creature let out a horrific and powerful shriek and caused Kyoka to grab her ears in pain and stagger away.
Seeing Kyoka in pain momentarily broke Izuku's concentration, letting the Nomu grab Katsumi and making his sword fall from his back and stab into the concrete.
"Kacchan!" Izuku shouted, his power spiking. His sword floated into the air and impaled downward through the Nomu's brain and into its lungs. He then pulled Katsumi out of its grasp and pulled her close to him.
"Where the fuck is All Might?" The childish woman screamed, getting impatient as the Nomu simply pulled the sword out and threw it at Izuku, who was barely able to slow it down so it wouldn't kill him, but was still knocked to the ground.
"Well… I AM HERE!" The best hero shouted as she ran and punched the Nomu into the face.
"Ha! Nomu, go for the weak spot!" The boss said, an insane glint in her eyes.
The Nomu wound it's fist back and struck the female heroine on her left side, just under her breast and forced a cough of blood out of her mouth.
"Now kill her!" The hand covered woman said gleefully as the Nomu pounded on the downed All Might while the class watched in horror as it harmed the best hero there was.
Suddenly, the Nomu froze again and Izuku stood, a snarl on his face while his eyes glowed so bright they were like staring into the sun.
"How dare you?" He asked, tilting his head and causing the Nomu to contort unnaturally, smashing it into a smaller and smaller space until it was in a one foot ball shape, its screeches a symphony for an enraged Izuku. "I promised myself I wouldn't fuck with fission, but I'll give myself a pass, just this once."
A small, bright light bloomed in the center of the ball that used to be a Nomu, and nature took it from there, the chain reaction consuming the Nomu and everything in the small shield he had built around it.
He walked to his idol growing up and offered her his hand. "A hero should never be seen as weak, Ma'am." He said looking heroically down at her.
"Y-You are quite right, young Midoriya." He said, painting a smile on her face and letting him help her up. "Behind you!"
Suddenly, Izuku felt a cold piece of metal clasp around his neck, his sword ominously clattering to the ground and cracking the concrete, and he was dragged through a portal as the villains cackled about the success of their side mission.
