Chapter 4: Take A Breather!
Itsuka- Fists In Action Agency!- Ryushin Kojo-Dan Dojo
"You're getting slower; we can both see this." Kimura notes.
Itsuka clicks her tongue as sweat soaks at her back, palms stinging with forming bruises and cuts: marks she shouldn't have after only just 2 rounds.
Blood skims the back of her throat she forces herself to ignore, swallows back down.
She absolutely hates when Mitsuyo trash talks her like this.
But Mitsuyo Kimura has never been one to mince his words to ensure she's always in top shape before a tournament or assignment, jade eyes turning hard as her breathing turns to pants.
She parries his coming punch, doesn't see his coming sweeping low kick until the pain scorches at her knees.
Mitsuyo rolls his eyes. "I don't know why you won't admit you need a break from the dojo and Hero assignments. All these hours you've been putting in are finally catching up with your body."
Itsuka gulps in air, returns back to her stance.
"One more round; come on."
Mitsuyo arches a brow; snorts. "You want me to crack your ankle or break your wrist next to prove I'm right?"
Itsuka grits her teeth. "One. More. Round."
She enlarges her left hand just as Mitsuyo breathes in a gulp of air.
His arms turn to ice, rushing her.
Itsuka jumps back before he can move for legs again, slamming a punch into his left cheek.
A howl of pain erupts out from his lips and Itsuka smirks.
'About fucking time.'
She gets in closer for a barrage of punches, feels and hears the satisfying crackle of muscle tearing.
"Don't forget we're equals!" Itsuka demands, moving for a final slam to his chest.
Only for him to liquefy his torso, fingers coated in a splash of tepid water.
'He can only change one part of his body to a solid, liquid, or gas form for a max of 5 minutes.'
She just needs to time this right.
Itsuka leaps to the side before he can flood her, jabs right for his head just before he can evaporate said part.
"Damn it! It's no fair to go for my face you ass! That's my moneymaker and you know that!" Mitsuko curses.
Itsuka grins. "Villains don't fight fair in case you forgot."
Mitsuyo crosses his arms, both going silent before they each break into a fit of snickers.
"Where'd you get that lame ass quote from? Some upcoming commercial for Musutafu's Health and Safety board?"
Itsuka shakes her head, plopping down to the mats.
"Nah, it's something I heard Midoriya say during last month's Pro-Hero convention. He was trying to boost morale as there hasn't been as much graduates going into the field of hero work, more people doing like the investigations behind the scenes than being on the frontlines of fighting."
Mitsuyo lays down beside her, rubbing at his sore shoulders.
"I swear you U.A. graduates all act the same. Shiketsu High was never this passionate when it came to traditions or school spirit."
Itsuka pokes at his cheek. "Maybe that's why your school has less Pro-Heroes still in the field than U.A."
Verdant eyes soften, catching Itsuka's hand before she can pull it away.
"Seriously babe. I'm not saying this to be a jerk, but you need a break. You're going against everything Dr. Waseda ordered and it's been over a month now. You don't want to get a career ending injury so early in your life, right?"
Itsuka snorts gently, kisses at the tips of his fingers to hopefully placate him.
Internally, her stomach swells and churns like a rising storm.
Mitsuyo means well, forcing on a tight smile for him.
She sees it in the way he makes her favorite blueberry smoothie nearly every morning, rubs at her head and back after a long battle with some villain. He even finds her new students and assignments to keep her busy most weekdays.
He's still stuck around even when she told him she wasn't looking for anything serious with this relationship, that she indulges in the company of others when he's away overseas, but it hasn't sunken in for him.
His feelings are getting deeper.
Too deep for her to properly reciprocate.
"Hey, how about we both take a vacation somewhere? Like out of the city to the countryside? We can truly get some rest and recover both our minds and bodies?! He suggests with a rising lecherous grin.
Itsuka shrugs to hide her wince at said idea, grabbing for her phone half-listening now as he prattles off destinations in Europe and Asia.
Pity sex the last time they traveled together left her feeling nauseous and tingly for days, she can't do that to him or herself again.
"No way you can right now when you just took that pay raise and new job with Pinnacle Gear. Plus, somebody has to run my dojo and agency and I'm not ready yet to pass the keys to Yuzuki just yet." She remarks, peering up at him again when he mentions the sports companies he follows in England and France.
Mitsuyo deflates before tacking on a smile once more, rolls over to rub at her legs.
"You and I both know Yuzuki was top of her class, this would be the perfect chance for her to prove she can handle running at least the dojo for a few weeks while you're gone. And well okay I see your point I'll have to sit this one out, but you can still go Itsuka! It would be fun; grab some of your old U.A. buddies and head out to Okinawa or any of the hundreds of Japanese islands!"
Itsuka hums, scrolls through the latest in news only to see a top article discussing Midoriya out on vacation.
"Speak of the devil." She murmurs.
'Japan's number 1 Pro-Hero on break?! Yes, the rumors are true folks; the gossip you've been hearing through the hero circuits has been proven! Deku aka Izuku Midoriya has been reportedly sighted on vacation from his hero duties in the sun kissed beaches of Okinawa with some old friends and maybe a new flame or two?! Time will tell when he'll be back on the mainland! Read more on page 5 for the exciting details!' She reads.
"Hmm, not going to pay for a subscription." Itsuka grumbles under her breath when she tries to click the link for the full article.
Oh well.
"Read something interesting babe?"
Her eyes track back to Mitsuyo looking at her fondly and she sighs, stretching.
A headache dully thrums at the side of her head, she needs some water and her bed.
'Maybe I need a getaway too.'
If anything, it will help her settle where she wants to take the dojo and her agency next.
And how to deal with letting Mitsuyo down gently.
Itsuka sets her phone aside, shaking her head with a light grin.
"No, just an article on an old classmate, though you've made some good points. I'm going to seriously start looking into taking a real vacation."
Momo & Izuku
The ground hasn't swallowed her up yet.
Which unfortunately means she isn't dreaming or that she hasn't knocked herself out yet out of sheer embarrassment and shame.
Izuku presses a warm cloth to her cheek, face equally red looking away from her as she triple checks her clothes are still on, that she's still covered up. Hira has wisely kept his distance and ensured no one has trekked closer to the beach, using his barrier quirk to make it seem like the beach is temporarily closed off for construction and clean up.
Bless Akagawa for finding her such a discreet guide and aide.
"I told you it's fine." Izuku begins again quietly only for Momo to shake her head rapidly.
"It isn't! Ugh, why did you have to come running over like that?!" She sputters.
Izuku holds up his hands defensively. "I thought you were in danger!"
Momo huffs, curls her legs to her chest, breathes in and out slowly before looking at him properly. "Well, let's just pretend this didn't happen, okay? I was just...blowing off some steam is all. Burning off some calories before the day gets truly started."
The excuses sound pathetic even to her own ears, curling her towel around her tightly.
She should get to creating that hole, anything to escape his curious expression.
Izuku pats at her shoulders, waits for her muscles to finally loosen some.
"And like I said earlier, what if I don't want to forget? Do you really want to act like you...like you weren't just you know, jerking off to me?"
Momo squirms, since when is Izuku Midoriya this blunt about things?
She risks another peek at him, his face still as equally red as her own.
"I'm attracted to you, I know I shouldn't be what with our other priorities back on the mainland, but I am."
Her chest lightens admitting it aloud, not in a fantasy or a dream setting for once.
Izuku says nothing for a long moment and Momo turns her gaze back towards the sea, pink-yellow rays of morning sunlight spreading over the sand and foamy waves. It would be easy to sink back into those calm waters, pretend she can fully wash away the stickiness of sweat and fluid still clinging to her thighs.
Pretty soon more people will arrive to the beach if one of them doesn't get moving.
"Come back to my hotel, you don't have to err, well I don't want you to have to destress like that in public!" He decides.
Momo blinks, lets Izuku help her to stand. "Wait, when?"
He grins and her stomach flutters all over again as he squeezes gently at her arm.
"Now or whenever! It's up to you. I'm staying in room 3109A at Lotus Breeze."
Her toes curl into sand as she creates a pen and paper for him to write it down, nodding along. "I'll...think about it."
The ache in her chest turns molten when he looks her over one last time before nodding, reluctantly turning to go.
"Miss Yaoyorozu, think of your family name if you're going to do such...obscene things in public. What if I wasn't here to create the barrier?" Hira chastises between bites of egg and muffin once Izuku is truly gone.
"I thought I was alone, it won't happen again." She assures him.
Hira nods, sipping at his tea. "It'd be best perhaps for you to run off your excess energy, maybe a good hike or walk around one of the parks?"
Momo tacks on a small grin, whatever he thinks is best she'll do.
'Don't think about it anymore, it's all in the past now.'
Just because he invited her to her room, doesn't mean she needs to act on it.
"Nothing's going to happen, stop dwelling on it!" Momo hisses to herself, rubbing her thighs trying to get some relief.
She heads back to Blue Waters to change into her favorite red and black exercise gear, tightens her laces before giving herself a lookover with a nod. Mibaru beach has plenty of nearby parks and trails, skirting for the first one that she'll be least likely to run into someone.
'Wow, it's no wonder people say this is the perfect place to escape back into nature.'
The paths here are layered with moss and leaves, shades of emerald green and viridian surrounding her for miles. A lazy river crackles to the east as she walks over an old bridge from the Showa era, waters stained a murky brown. Sweat clings to her back like a second skin, wandering, twisting and looping backwards to explore every inch of the park.
To get lost.
But in the end, her feet take her to the entrance of Lotus Breeze.
The clerk at the front doesn't even bat an eye to her question if the guest in 3109A is available.
"I'll page him to be sure!" She chirps out, Momo settling into one of the lobby's chairs to wait. Other guests give her passing glances and she sinks deeper into the recliner, considers turning to head back out before the secretary can return with an answer.
'What am I thinking?!'
She reeks of sweat, saltwater, and oakwood, twigs and blades of grass surely entangled in her dark locks.
This isn't how she should be promoting herself or WonderWhy to the world, what if there's an associate to the company here that will recognize her face?
What if there's a friend of the family vacationing here as well.
"Yaoyorozu, you came?" Izuku's voice floats from her left, a gentle tap to her shoulder.
And when she glances up, Izuku looks at her as if she's positively glowing instead of caked in dirt and leaves; radiant.
"Sorry, I err, should've showered before I came." Momo admits as she follows him to his room, words falling away when Izuku presses her right to him, feels his hardness poke right up against her thigh.
"It's fine Yaoyorozu, or Momo. I don't know which you'd prefer." Izuku begins.
His fingers ghost to the zipper of her top, green to black watching each other for their next move.
"Do you still want this?" He asks, Momo drawing in a breath stepping back from him.
She undoes her top herself, ignores heat rippling down her neck as she unclasps her bra, shimmies out of her underwear letting it slide off to the tile.
Her nipples harden against the coolness of the air, under Izuku's continued staring.
In her dreams, he would've been ravishing her by now, tossed her into bed until she was writhing beneath him.
She swallows, forces her gaze not to go to the floor.
"I do."
His mouth moves first for her breasts, tongue dancing across each mound until each nipple is shiny and wet, leading a trail of kisses down.
"You...You don't have to go slow." Momo nearly whines as he spreads her legs farther apart, gasping when his tongue glides along her clit.
Izuku peers back up to her, laughs against her thigh sending out a puff of warm air that makes her nerves ignite.
"Alright, if you're sure."
Dazedly she watches as he pulls off his shirt, pulls down his boxers letting his cock spring free. Her fingers absently move across each curve of muscle, thumb skirting against the tip of his head making him hiss.
'Am I really doing this?'
Her hands tremble before she can hide them, Izuku gently pushing her down into the bed.
Their foreheads touch just as he guides himself in, shock of pain running through her like a current.
"You're tight; sorry." Izuku apologies, lightly kisses her as he moves in slowly, too slowly for her not to wince again.
Momo shakes her head, wraps her legs tighter around him.
"Go faster." She gently orders.
His second thrust leaves only a dull ache behind and by the fourth, pain has melted into pleasure, gasps matching his rhythm. He grunts when she sifts her legs in order for him to slide in deeper, nails tugging at the nape of his neck as a heat builds between them.
"Ah, yes!"
Her words turn to gibberish, so close to teetering off the edge.
Izuku's groans in her ear, pace slowing. "I'm going to-"
Momo kisses him before he can say it, a silent affirmation.
"Uh!"
Dark spots dance in her vision, toes curling as he hits that perfect spot one final time. A gush of warmth fills her a second later, cum splashing along her sides as Izuku pulls himself out.
Her heart drums wild as Izuku continues drinking her in, admires sweat and stickiness coating her skin.
He thumbs at cum gathered near her groin, drags it slowly up back into her clit instantly stirring her.
"Wait, I'm not-" Momo gasps, twisting her body to follow his fingers.
Her toes curls up again as heat and pressure builds, letting out a low whine when he pulls away suddenly.
She opens her eyes, lips pursed to complain only to take in his thoughtful look.
"There's...other positions I want to try but I think we should get cleaned up some first."
And before she can ask what he means, he slides her close into his arms, picks her up as if she's light as a feather.
"Shower?" He asks.
Momo smiles, shaking her head.
She's far too tempted now not to try out her own ideas.
"How about a bath?"
Mina & Nejire
"Ah, it's just as cool here as they said it would be!" Mina cheers.
She waves her hands up into the air, fireflies dancing around her in balls of greens and yellows. Stars blanket the night sky, the clearest and brightest she's seen in years since living in Musutafu and Jaku City.
It feels like her voice echoes for miles out here, arriving just as the sky slipped into shades of pink and gold.
"I don't know how late my grandparents stay up, though as we landed they texted for us to head on over." Nejire hums, glancing around at the flora.
Everything feels even more vast and deep than it did when she was last here as a child.
Mina turns to look back at her. "And they're cool with me y'now, being here?"
She's sure they passed an inn or two on the way up here, tiny hole in the wall spots that probably have vacancy knowing it's the off season for tourists.
Nejire shakes her head, looping their arms together. "What, and have you spend unnecessary yen while on vacation?! We can look at hotels down the line depending on how long we'll be here!"
Mina beams, lets her lead the way up to a compound far bigger than what she described, cream brick and fine polished redwood line the sides of the home, smell of pine and sea salt filling her nose the closer they get.
A woman pokes her head out before either can even ring the bell, smile broadening across her face. Her hair is a faded blue styled up in a ponytail, reminiscent of when Nejire kept her hair long.
"Granny! Didn't know you'd be up so late!" Nejire cheers, practically jumps into her arms.
She huffs in return, blue eyes turning stormy. "Late?! It's barely past 10:00 pm! Geez, don't lump me in with your Grandpa who thinks as soon as the sun sets that it's time for us to head in! Ah, it's good to see you again so soon."
Her eyes turn to Mina, grin turning into a smirk. "So, who's this lady? Your latest lover?"
Mina chokes on her spit, heat prickling her cheeks while Nejire breezily laughs with a shake of her head. "My junior from my U.A. days Granny, geez! You know Pa would have a heart attack if I still brought my lovers around here."
Nejire turns back to Mina, opens her hand in introduction. "Mina, this is my Granny or as the locals like to call her: Lady Himika.
Himika scoffs at the title. "Nobody calls me that Dear."
She snaps her fingers then and a man approaches from the shadows. "Matsuhami, please help in getting my granddaughter and her guest's luggage up to their rooms on the second floor."
Matsuhami bows politely, Mina resisting the urge to whistle at just how fancy this all is.
"You two must be tired from that long flight; did they feed you anything sensible on the trip over besides some fruit and pretzels?" Himika questions, gesturing for them to follow her to the kitchen.
Mina shakes her head, famished despite her stomach's roiling she shouldn't ask for too much.
"We'll take whatever leftovers you have Granny; that tonkatsu and udon look good to me!" Nejire beams.
She looks to Mina for confirmation, Mina readily nodding.
Himika pours out two glasses of water while they wait for the food to warm, looks between them both curiously.
"You know I have questions my little Nene why you're back in Okinawa again so fast, you're not running from some trouble with your agency or a villain; are you?"
Nejire huffs, matches her glare with one of her own. "Of course not! I can't take an extended holiday to see you two?"
Himika stays silent, brow arched waiting for a better explanation.
Nejire deflates, Mina jumping in. "Our agencies have been quite slow actually since the League of Villain's defeat a few years ago. I actually haven't really traveled anywhere or taken a break from my hero duties, so I took Nejire up on her offer to head out here."
"Not only that, haven't you heard talk that Japan's number 1 Pro-Hero Deku or Izuku Midoriya is out island hopping as well?"
Himika shrugs, sips at her tea. "You know I don't keep up with any of that hero business the way Pa does, I'll have to ask him about it in the morning."
Nejire points to an array of photos from her graduation day to the grand opening of her agency. "Granny, you know how I'm talking about! He went to U.A. as well!"
Himika polishes off her tea, stretches out her arms until she gets a comfortable pop and crack. "Perhaps I do, is that why you two are here? Trying to network with him? Must be considering there's but only one or two real hero agencies situated on these islands."
'Yes.' Mina wants to say, taking a bite of her tonkatsu instead, sighing as a mix of soy sauce and pepper melt on her tongue.
Himika gives her a pleased nod. "You sure you're not secretly dating my little Nene here? Or does she have some guy back in Musutafu that she had to get away from for a bit?"
"My love life is my own business Granny!" Nejire blurts out.
Mina shakes her head, giggling. "It's true we're here to try and reconnect with Midoriya! Hopefully he'll be staying long enough on the island for the lantern and flower festivals."
Himika leans her head against her palm before waving around the room. "And perhaps you'll get more out of that reconnection than you expect! People's lust and desires often come out when around such beauty and tranquility."
"Granny, we're not here for, well not to do-" Nejire tries to find her voice.
"What, to have sex? Pa and I were young once too, hell I still feel young! You don't have to dance around such topics the way your Father does."
Pink blooms across her cheeks anyways, matches Mina's skin as Mina shifts herself to find a topic change.
"Listen to your Granny Nene, you'll have more fun and make the most of this trip!"
Himika laughs gently, pushing back from the table. "Kitaro, how long have you been standing there?"
Kitaro shrugs, as if he could sleep knowing his granddaughter was arriving tonight, hazel eyes tracking to Nejire and Mina.
"Long enough to hear why these two are truly here."
Ochako, Momo, & Izuku
'He's late.'
She sips at her strawberry smoothie absently, debates on if she should text Izuku to see if he's coming down for breakfast or not.
Maybe he's sleeping in late, knows he's been island hopping about during daylight.
A smirk rises to her lips at a sudden idea, an idea that could probably keep them both in bed for the rest of today.
"Anything else you need Ms. Uraraka?" A waiter approaches, Ochako shaking her head as she moves out of her seat.
"Nope, changed my mind and will order room service instead!" She chirps out, mind already switching to recall where she packed that lingerie.
White lace, similar to what she wore on her first night here.
Giggles float from 3109A as she approaches, blinking when it switches to soft moans.
'Tsuyu? Did she come back after all?' She considers.
No, she's sure she would've texted her to say she truly wants to show off those 'tongue' tricks of hers.
So, who is he with then?
She digs into her pocket for his extra card key, steps into room in complete disarray.
Clothes are tossed all along the tile and furniture, puddle of wet towels in the corner.
Auburn eyes fall to the bed to see Izuku there, back covered in sweat ramming into a pretty raven beneath him.
"...More!"
Her leg curls around his side, sighing out his name before clenching around him.
Ochako takes in her figure, recognizing that spiky dark hair, sharp matching onyx eyes.
She snaps her fingers, blurts out her question jolting them both.
"Momo, is that you?"
Her eyes flash open hearing her name, face going a cherry red at her staring.
"Uraraka!" She immediately shifts under the blankets, Izuku wrapping a sheet around his side.
"We didn't hear you come in." Izuku coughs.
Ochako blinks, shifting from foot to foot.
"Yeah, err, I was checking in on you."
She hadn't meant to make things awkward, gestures to Izuku's phone at her missed text.
"Don't be embarrassed Momo!" Ochako attempts, only getting silence in response.
Alright then.
She claps her hands, giggles softly. This doesn't mean her earlier plans have to change.
"Well, can I join in?"
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