Ladies and gentlemen, here is another chapter and a mid-season finale of "A Homestay To Remember!"
As always, which girl do you ship with Izuku? And yes, it is obviously a harem but it is always fun to wonder! Enjoy!
Team Emerald Rose! {Ruby x Izuku}
Team White Emerald! {Weiss x Izuku}
Team Greenshade! {Blake x Izuku}
Team Golden Emerald! {Yang x Izuku}
Ryuko decided to wait a few extra minutes for that wicked cinnamon roll and that sneaky kitten of his to leave the cabin. It didn't exactly help that Shouta sent the frog girl and the mushroom-obsessed girl with stars in her eyes to check up on them. It sort of defeats the purpose of what she would like to do to Izuku and that neko chick of his.
If there was one thing that cum-soaked raggedy bitch and her had in common was this: Blake Belladonna was a real threat in their operations. All through the night, Ryuko watched and took notes on the two. The desire in her eyes as she grounded that pussy into him. She didn't stop, she wouldn't stop. The dragon hero saw Blake's expression and it read, she would do anything to carry his baby.
If that blonde bitch wasn't busy parading herself as the leader, she should have done further research on the neko girl. A daughter of a chieftain who, once upon a time, was head of a group that was now militant and a threat to all of Menagerie. If that broad would have stayed in her place, she wouldn't mind providing her this intel.
Yet again, it mattered not. Glynda Goodwitch wanted to play games. Ryuko Tatsuma wanted to play for keeps.
She hid in the bushes as she watched Izuku stagger out of the dorm. Now donning their summer uniforms, Blake kept hold of him as they walked down the front porch. Kinoko and Tsuyu came to his aid and assisted the Faunus as they were heading to class. It went without saying that Shouta was going to make another example out of the cinnamon roll, which suited her — it gave her time to implement what she had planned to do.
Everything had to start small. What might look insignificant now would become greater later. She wasn't particularly religious, but having the faith of a mustard seed had transpired in her mind, thus using this parable as an advantage to commence what she wanted to do.
"Psst! I need you to keep your ears and eyes open." Ryuko whispered as she waited for the right opportunity to come out of the bush. "If you ever want to make it as a Pro Hero or a huntress, it means that you would need to be vigilant at all times."
Squatting inches away was the brunette teenage rabbit, sporting the same camouflage outfit like Ryuko. "Why am I even involved in this, Ryuko-san?" Velvet said as she tucked her knees in her chest. "This feels so wrong."
The dragon hero clicked her tongue, unamused, if not unmoved, on the rabbit teen's plight. "Should have thought of that before revealing to me the true reason why you're spending the summer with your Auntie."
Velvet puffed her cheeks. "It was in strict confidence, Ryuko-san. I confided in you with sheer honesty. I thought you were like all the aunties here. We even pinky swore!"
"Think again, sweetheart," Ryuko retorted. "In this life, the only thing you should trust is yourself." She reached over and pulled her forward. "Let's go before we get caught."
"May you swallow needles and get a thousand fist punchings!" Velvet sighed in defeat as she followed Ryuko into Izuku's cabin. Fortunately, as part of the SRP, she was provided with the master key to all of the cabins. Reaching for her key card, she inserted the key and entered the residence.
She told Velvet to hurry as they stepped inside the door before closing the door. It was light enough to not turn on the lights and the moment she took a breath, Ryuko ingested the smell of a sexually naive boy.
"Can you smell the scent of chestnuts and tuna, Velvet?" Ryuko asked as she turned around to see her expression. She found it adorable, especially since Velvet was sexually naive as well…at least when it came to boys.
"Umm…should we respect the privacy of others," said Velvet.
"Respect the privacy of others?" Ryuko retorted. "Shall we explain to Uncle Keigo and Auntie Rumi about a particular blond that felt his privacy was invaded? Better yet, your friend. What's her name? Something synonymous with hot chocolate?"
The rabbit teen covered her ears. "Ok, ok!" She dropped her head. "Sorry."
It was met with a smirk. "You're forgiven…for now." She turned her head as she observed the area. The unkempt bed, ruffled up and torn. Glynda was too busy tantalizing herself to notice that the boy had company. Work and pleasure didn't coincide with each other in the workforce. If she knew that, then Chicago would have never become a problem.
She walked around until she saw what she was looking for — the dresser. In the time between that tiff with her and Glynda, a plan was commenced. With a swift and practiced hand, he gathered up all of Izuku's swim trunks and stashed them in a bag she bought with her.
"Boy, if you thought Izuku was eye candy now," she said to herself as she licked her greedy lips. Just to know what she was going to do when she saturated those swim trunks with her scent when she found free time. She turned her head to Velvet. "You have the goods?"
"Yes, Ryuko-san." Velvet reached into her tote bag and pulled out a set of snug-fitting Speedos, knowing full well that this would cause quite the stir once Izuku discovered the wardrobe change.
Ryuko couldn't help but chuckle to herself as she imagined the reactions of both Izuku and his friends when they realized what had happened. "This is so deliciously yummy." The dragon hero said as she took the speedos from Velvet and set them in the drawer.
"Umm…not to be in your business, but what's the intent?" Velvet asked.
Ryuko closed the drawer before answering the curious rabbit's teen question. "Simple. Professor Goodwitch and the others tend to overthink the process of obtaining a boy. If they weren't too busy fiddling their clits, a lot of work would get done.
"And look what has happened. Wasting valuable time and money and with nothing to show for it. A ctOS that might as well be useless and all this time of what ifs and could be's." She touched her chest. "That little suspension from the SRP taught me one thing and that is this — you can run down there and fuck one or you can walk down and fuck them all."
"Umm…metaphors aren't really my strong suit. You might need to aid me in your comprehension," responded Velvet.
The dragon hero groaned under her breath. "Okay, my simple rabbit, here is the score. When there is a group and it is unorganized, nothing gets done. But, if you know how to work alone, things can get done faster." She touched her chest again. "I, for one, have always worked alone. I am the heart and soul of this operation." She then gnashed her teeth. "Suddenly, this damn skank thinks because she is hot shit and has her mindless drones think she runs shit. And you know what, it's true. The only thing that is running out of her ass is shit."
Ryuko reached over and touched Velvet's shoulder. "Consider this your form of redemption. I need you for this."
The rabbit teen stared blankly at the dragon hero.
"I know you and the boy have some interactions together." Ryuko chuckled. "Yeah, Uncle Keigo told me that you have been quite smitten with the boy."
A tint of red was shown on her cheeks. "I mean…I've heard cool stories about him."
"Oh, you did?" She touched her own cheek. "Why not elaborate more of his stories."
"Huh?"
"You've heard me. Spend a little more time with him. Get to know his likes and dislikes. And need be, flirt with him a little," said Ryuko as she reached over and took a seat on his bed. "According to what you have said about the farmer boy and that fashionista friend of yours…you can swing a little here and a little there."
She covered her ears. "Stop it!" She then wavered her hands. "Can a girl explore?"
"Yes, you can. And you're going to explore our little dashing rabbit and play with his little hole."
A teardrop stemmed down from Velvet's head.
"Figuratively, dear," she responded. "So, what do you say?"
Velvet Scarlatina was taken aback by Ryuko's unexpected request. She blinked in surprise before stammering out a response. "Uhm, Ryuko-san, are you sure about this? It sounds a bit... manipulative."
"Manipulative? Perish the thought. So, what happened with Jaune and Coco. What was that?"
"..."
Ryuko just chuckled at Velvet's reaction. "Aww, c'mon, sweetness. Look at it this way. You get to spend time with the boy you find cool and if you're lucky, I'll let you in on the action." She took a hold of Izuku's pillow, sniffing it. "Think about it, Velv. Allowing his strong sturdy shovel to till into your valley. A rabbit making sweet love to another rabbit? And hell, I don't mind showing you the ropes. And I don't necessarily mean that metaphorically."
Velvet still had her reservations. Curse her timidity and nervousness. What she thought was a listening ear was nothing more than a trap. "Fine! Just promise me that you won't tell Auntie or Uncle what happened between me, Jaune, and Coco at Beacon. I don't need them to know the true reason why I am actually here."
Ryuko nodded and smiled. "Don't worry, Velvet. Your secret is safe with me. I won't bring up anything about Jaune and Coco at Beacon to Mirko. This is just a little experiment, nothing more." The dragon hero chuckled as she stood up. "C'mon…let's get you ready."
"What about class?"
"Am I a faculty member here?"
"Yes?"
"Ok…look at this as a project or something." She reached over and took Velvet's arm as they headed out of the cabin. "Besides, I need something that is going to break the ice and trust me, when he sees you, he'll certainly melt!"
"That seems unconventional, Ryuko-san." She rubbed her shoulder. "Yet again, being a rabbit runs in my veins."
It was met with a slap on the back. "That's the spirit, Velv." She turned and then smiled at the rabbit. "You know, you remind me of myself back in the day. Young, vibrant, naive…with a wicked spice. Just like that cinnamon roll we're going to pull."
As they headed out, Velvet felt a little guilty for her involvement in this. Until this moment, the rabbit teen didn't have a clue about the SRP or its intention until it was revealed about Ryuko. As far as she was concerned, she had to go along with the program. Still, it hurt her a bit to know what she was planning to do with Izuku. Although a bit titillated as she did find him cute, just not how she wanted to garner his attention and affection.
"Look what you got yourself into again, baby girl." Velvet said softly as she headed back into the woods. "I might be Rumi's niece but that is only through association alone."
Meanwhile….ten years ago….
"Hey, Katsuki!" Izuku shouted, voice shaky due to the nervousness of what he was seeing right in front of him. Standing feet away from him was a neighborhood boy named Daichi, cornered by Katsuki and some of the local neighborhood goons. What should have been a day to play turned into a day of dismay as Izuku, once again, witnessed another boy being pressured by his childhood friend.
Katsuki told his friends to watch Daichi as he turned in Izuku's direction. "Mind your own business, Deku!" The word itself might as well be a slur to Izuku. A cruel nickname issued to Izuku due to his inadequacies of being Quirkless. The blond sneered. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"
Izuku, although timidly petrified, refused to back down. "Words, just words! You think you're tough because you have a Quirk? What's the point of being a Hero if you prey on those weaker than you?"
It was met with laughter from the other neighborhood boys.
"Oi, little Deku is calling you a punk," said one goon.
"Better yet, I think he's calling you a pussy," said another goon.
With that said, Katsuki's temper flared and he clenched his fists, igniting sparks in his palms. "Is that you're calling me, you defenseless pauper. You're saying that I am weak."
"Heroes are people that protect people, Kacchan!" Izuku shouted to the blond boy. "Villains are those who prey on the weak to feel better about their own insecurities." He swallowed a lump in his throat — knowing the risk he was facing. Nevertheless, he wouldn't back down. He might be weak but in his heart, he was strong. "And because of that, I am going to be a Hero someday!"
It warranted laughter from the other goons. Sounds of cackling and mockery filled the vicinity of the playground.
"That made me laugh, boy," said one goon. "Better yet, shall we kick your ass instead?"
"Yeah, right!" Another goon said, agreeing with his friend. "Let's see how much of a Hero he is since he thinks we are villains." He looked at Katsuki. "How about that, Kacchan? Shall we?"
"Shut the hell up!" Katsuki told the goon. He then turned his head back to Izuku. "You want to be a hero, Deku? Fine! Let's see if you can even take a single hit from me!"
Izuku swallowed a lump in his throat. "I-i-i'm n-n-not a-a-af-afraid of y-y-y-you!"
Without warning, Katsuki swung a powerful explosion-laden punch at Izuku. Despite his determination, Izuku had no way of defending himself without a Quirk, and the punch landed squarely on his side. Pain seared through his body as he was sent tumbling to the ground.
Daichi, frightened but grateful for Izuku's bravery, seized the opportunity to escape while Katsuki was distracted.
As Izuku lay on the ground, bruised and battered, he couldn't help but feel defeated. Tears welled up in his eyes, not only from the physical pain but also from the realization that he was far from being a hero. His dream seemed so distant and unreachable at that moment.
One of the goons stepped forward, chuckling at Izuku's downfall. "Eh-eh-eh! I guess it's true. Crime does pay!"
"Nah…he's just living by his name," said the other goon. "How about it, Bakugo? Wanna kick his ass?"
Katsuki spat on the ground and massaged his fist, feeling the tenderness from that hit he gave Deku. Suddenly, he gave a smirk. "Do whatcha want with him. I don't care."
"Eh-eh-eh," said the goon. "Alright, then. C'mon, man. Let's kick his ass."
"Yeah!"
Back to the present….
Aizawa-sensei bit into the apple he was desperately craving as he was conducting a lecture with his class. Munching on his apple, he looked to the window as the sun was shining brightly outside, and the weather was perfect for a day at the beach. Staring at the students, he could look at their expressions and could tell they were bored out of their minds. Even himself couldn't manage to keep dialogue with a cup of coffee or a stick of nicotine gum.
Despite his stern and no-nonsense demeanor, he needed a break.
As his students were taking their notes, Aizawa-sensei cleared his throat. "Alright, class," he said, his usual monotone voice cutting through the chatter of the students. "Today, we're going to do something a bit different. You've all been working hard, and I think it's time for a break."
The students were surprised by this as Aizawa-sensei's decisions were rarely met with such enthusiasm, so this was a pleasant surprise. "After class, you have my blessing to go to the beach. Just the beach. Not to your cabins. Not to the amusement park. Not sneaking out in the middle of the night because you forgot your hair brush, Shinsou."
Shinsou nervously smiled as she lowered herself into her seat.
"With that said, the rest of today's classes have been canceled."
The class erupted in cheers and applause.
"But," he continued, raising a hand to silence the students, "before you go to the beach, I want to address something."
He looked pointedly at Izuku and Blake, who were standing near the back of the room with two pails of sand in their hands. Not even ninety-six hours since camp began and the boy always managed to get himself into trouble…again! He had instructed them to carry those pails throughout the day as a punishment for missing class the previous day.
Before the Eraser Hero could unzip his sleeping bag to begin class, Bakugo was questioning Midoriya and Belladonna's whereabouts. Their froggie friend did her best to come up with as many excuses as she could produce, but he wasn't buying any of it. He wasn't stupid — as if kids automatically forget that Shouta, once upon a time, was a kid himself.
Plus, as a man, who wouldn't resist the temptation of supple flesh?
Nevertheless, he was a man of position, therefore, he must enact discipline. With that said, he asked their froggie friend if she would retrieve them or else she could accept punishment on their behalf. He knew it wouldn't take long before she would hop herself out of her desk to fetch them.
"Don't let these little breaks make you forget that you are all still in trouble for the actions that were caused in the previous week," Aizawa announced, his signature scarf obscuring most of his face as he spoke. "If you guys ever want to see any glimmer of hope of getting out of here and still have a summer, then efforts must be doubled." He balled his fists tightly, staring once again at Izuku and Blake. "That means following directions, excel in your studies and most of all, be present for all classes."
It was met with a tiny smirk from Bakugo as he side-eyed Izuku.
"Midoriya, Belladonna," Aizawa-sensei called, his voice cold and sharp. "I trust you two have learned your lesson about the importance of attending my classes?"
Izuku, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, nodded vigorously. Blake, as she could feel the dampness of her bow on her head, nodded in understanding. "Yes, sensei," they both said.
Aizawa-sensei's gaze remained locked on the duo for a moment longer before he finally sighed, a hint of exasperation in his voice. "I hope so, you two, for your sake. Now, as for those pails of sand, I'll let you two off the hook this time."
Their eyes widened in surprise, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of Aizawa's lips. A sigh of relief came when they dropped the pails of sand to the ground.
"Professor Goodwitch, Hawks, and Professor Shield will be chaperoning you all to the beach, so please be on your best behavior in my absence," said Aizawa-sensei, taking another bite of the apple. "That definitely means you, Midoriya. After all, you have responsibilities, remember?"
Izuku breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, his gratitude evident. "Thank you, sensei. I won't let you down."
Aizawa-sensei gave a curt nod in response. "You better not." He then looked at his students. "Stand, bow. Class dismissed!"
The class cheered once again as they grabbed their belongings and rushed out of the classroom. Izuku and Blake were the straggling two as they went to their desk to grab their belongings. Their friends Ruby, Yang, Tsuyu, Tenya, and Shouto decided to stay behind to wait on them.
"Thanks for staying, but no pressure if you didn't," responded Izuku.
"No way, Deku, ribbit," said Tsuyu as she smiled. "Leave no friends behind."
It was met with a frown by the Beacon girls, which prompted Tsuyu to apologize. "Sorry, guys, ribbit. When I say Deku, it is out of a term of endearment and not as a slur."
Blake nodded as she grabbed her backpack. "Fair enough. But not everyone feels the same way, Tsu-chan."
Ruby, tugging her cloak, reached over and grabbed Izuku's backpack. "Let me hold that, Izuku," she said. "Arms must be tired from carrying those pails of sand all day."
"No, it's fine, Ruby. Thanks anyway," he said, with a tint of embarrassment shown on his face.
Ruby then flicked his forehead. "What? Embarrassed when a girl wants to be of assistance?"
That prompted the teen to mumble and stutter.
"My goodness, Midoriya-kun." Tenya said, flipping his arm and trying not to laugh.
"The file is corrupted, I'm afraid, ribbit." Tsuyu said as she took Izuku's backpack and handed it to Ruby. She then took hold of Blake's backpack as a gesture of kindness. "And who says chivalry is just for men?"
Blake bowed at the frog teen. "You've been very kind to me since being here."
Yang folded her arms, showing a bit of jealousy. It was then met with a slap to Ruby's back. "Don't worry yourself, sis. If we do well at this camp, we won't be here for long."
The blonde smiled at her younger sister. It couldn't be helped, but after seeing what Tsuyu did for Blake sort of made the goldilock-teen jealous. The fallacy of being the protective mother hen of the group.
Although she was happy to have acquainted herself with some people here, she was just frustrated at how much longer she had to endure the dead legs she called her roommates. Early this morning she had bible study with Ibara. Then at breakfast, she had to sit with them and grew frustrated with Yui's complaining and Ann's obsession of being a proud fujoshi bitch. Making matters worse, Goodwitch felt that washing her roommates' laundry wasn't punishment enough. Now, she was making her make their beds and iron their clothes. When did it say on her resume that she strived to be a maid?
Admittedly, being a maid has been one of her fantasies — a French maid at that. It was one of those costumes she purchased using Blake's credit card that she wanted to use for Izuku. And speaking of that cinnamon roll….
"C'mon, guys." Yang said as she wrapped her arm around Izuku's arm. "Let's take this moment to soak in the sun and have some fun."
"Agreed." The icy hot teen managed to say. "Momo got a cabana in which we can all chill and relax. She even got some watermelon for us to share."
"Ooh~!" Ruby said, with stars in her eyes. "I always wanted to do a Japanese watermelon crushing." She then looked over to Shouto. "You gotta let me christen this moment."
Shouto smirked. "Okay~! But, you may have to flip a coin. Eri-chan is gonna join us."
"That little snowball," retorted Ruby. "Oum damn it. Why throw a wrench in the wheel?" She balled her fists. "She's too cute to function. Too cute to resist cuddling and smothering her."
"Sounds like rock-paper-scissors is a better solution," responded Tenya as he chuckled.
"I know," replied Tsuyu. "Why don't you two do it together?"
"Yes," responded Yang. "That would be awesome. We need to take photos." She nudged the still mumbling Izuku to go and leave the class. "Create as many memories as we can while we're here."
"And how!" Ruby said as she raised her finger. "Onward to the beach!"
As the group followed suit, Blake wasn't that far behind. Sometimes, it irked her how poise and docile she could be in the public eye. Nevertheless, as she was ever the quiet and contemplative one, stayed a step behind, a small smile tugging at her lips as she watched her friends.
"That bite on my neck. The one you gave me earlier tonight. What's the significance behind that?"
"Sorry, baby! I am putting my mark on you."
"Your mark!"
"When a Faunus loves a man, she does that. It is like ownership!"
"O...Okay!"
"Give me a little more time, Icchan," she said quietly, gripping the end of her skirt as she followed her friends to the beach.
A few minutes later….
Izuku followed his friends along the walkway that led to the beach. As each of them were talking and having their own conversation, a thought struck his mind. Did he pack his swimsuit?
His sudden halt caused Blake to bump into him, causing him to lose balance. As he fell forward, he reached out to grab her arm, causing the weight of gravity to pull her down.
BOOM!
The unexpected collision sent them both to the ground, with Izuku ending up beneath Blake.
"Oops, I am so sorry, Blake," he said as he apologized.
"Hey, that's okay. Accidents happen." She said to him.
Izuku, slightly flustered from the sudden encounter, chuckled nervously. "Thanks. I should have been more careful."
The duo shared a brief moment of eye contact, the atmosphere tinged with a hint of awkwardness. The Faunus teen quickly got up, offering a hand to help Izuku back on his feet.
The other turned around and went to their aid. "Golly, ribbit. So much for the lucky rabbit's paw." Tsuyu said as she tried not to laugh.
"I don't know," interjected Shouto. "Kind of a coincidence for the lad to stumble in front of Blake."
Tenya intervened. "Blake towers over him by a few inches. It happens with the center of gravity—"
The frog teen feigned a yawn. "Save that when we go back to school, ribbit. The only physics on my mind is the amount of belly flops into the water." Her eyes turned back to Izuku. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah…" He responded when he looked into his backpack. He then slapped his forehead. "I forgot my trunks."
It was met with groans but not in a way that would place blame. "You have been scatterbrained a lot lately, Deku." Tenya responded. "Kinda out of character."
Yang "playfully" slapped Tenya's chest, which caused the engine teen to lose his breath. "Easy, specs. Izuku has a lot going on at the moment. What comes with great power comes with great responsibility."
"And how," interjected Ruby. "Being the leader of four beautiful, lovely, powerful butt-kicking huntresses can be a lot on him." She reached over and slapped Tenya on the back. "Give the guy some slack."
Iida cleared his throat and kept a calm composure, trying his best not to further question these girls. One thing was for certain, they weren't everyday teens and they were obviously protective of Izuku. Admittedly, he would give him praise but at the same time, a bit of jealousy.
"I need to go back to the cabin and get them," said Izuku.
Shouto's face showed concern. "I'm not sure. Aizawa-sensei was pretty adamant about us heading straight to the beach, no stops."
"If you want, I got a spare," said Tenya.
"No offense, Iida, but you're a bit on the larger side when it comes to size," said Tsuyu. "With respect!"
"No offense taken," responded Tenya. Although internally, he was a bit upset about being reminded of being large-framed.
A few moments later, Izuku noticed Hawks walking toward them from the opposite direction of the beach. "Hey, excuse me. Mr. Hawks?!"
The winged Pro Hero noticed the group, protruding a smile and approached them. "Afternoon, ladies and gentlemen." He nodded his head toward the Beacon girls. "Ladies."
Ruby couldn't help but flushed, Yang appeared flustered, and Blake kept a calm demeanor, displaying indifference (although internally she was fangirling as she couldn't help his handsome appearance. Of course it was only second place when it came to Izuku).
"What can I do for you all today?" Hawks asked.
"Would you mind if you escort me to the cabin, sir? I forgot something and I can't go back alone."
The winged Pro hero, always casual and easygoing, flashed a quick grin. "No problem, Midoriya. Lead the way."
"Thank you, sir." Izuku bowed to the Pro Hero. He turned to the others. "I'll meet you guys soon."
"We'll save a spot for you, ribbit," said Tsuyu as she gave him the peace sign. "Maybe next to the neko chick if the dragon and the witch are okay with it."
Ruby playfully shoved Tsuyu as Yang went over and picked her up as if she was going to toss her away. Izuku grinned as he followed Hawks back to the cabin to retrieve his swim trunks.
"Holy Dio," whistled Tsuyu. Ever observant, commented on Hawks' appearance. "He's got quite the charm, ribbit. Boy I wouldn't mind him spawning in my pond."
Ruby, her eyes sparkling, turned to Yang with excitement. "Sis, did you see him? He's amazing. Drop dead gorgeous!"
Yang nodded in agreement. "Totally! That guy's got style. Hmm…do you think Izuku is the type to be open-minded? What do you think, Blake?"
The Faunus rolled her eyes. "Scoff!"
Yang smiled. "Aww, c'mon. You're telling me that you never thought of scenarios of him like you write in your Love Ninja fandom?"
"Scoff again," retorted the Faunus.
"Oh my God." Tenya rolled his eyes. Both he and Shouto remained unfazed by Hawks' presence. "As if one fujoshi wasn't enough."
Meanwhile….
Hawks, walking alongside Izuku, gave him a friendly pat on the back. "I wanted to give you praise for the day before. You really stood up for your friends back there. Not bad, kid."
The emerald-haired teen, slightly taken aback but appreciative, responded. "Oh, thanks. Just trying to do what's right, you know?"
Hawks continued, "You've got potential, kid. If you keep this up, you might just make a great Pro Hero someday. Just saying. Great recommendations~!"
He was blushing a bit. "I-I appreciate it, sir. I'll do my best."
Hawks nodded as they continued walking toward the cabin. "Those RWBY girls from Beacon seem pretty fond of you. You've got some charisma, my friend. Any special connection?"
He chuckled nervously. "Uh, well, we're just friends. They are my host sisters, nothing special."
The winged Pro Hero raised an eyebrow. "Just host sisters, huh? Well, keep it that way. You're too young to be thinking about relationships and you don't want things to get complicated, you know. Trust me."
"I'll keep that in mind," responded Izuku. "They are my responsibility at Aizawa's request and I don't want to get in any more trouble as I have enough on my plate."
Hawks nodded, "Responsibility, huh? You're more mature than most kids your age. Just remember, keep things simple, and you'll do fine now. Now, let's go get those swim trunks."
"Yes, sir. Let's!"
As they kept walking, he was still thinking about Weiss. It was a weird dance not only between him but to the girls as well. Even as class ended, she still linked up with Katsuki. As if all things they have discussed went over her head. Granted, his relationship with his childhood friend was complicated and that too was a debacle in itself. However, he felt that the proper way to deal with this was to have a one-on-one conversation with Kacchan.
"Hey, Hawks," Izuku began. "Have you ever had to deal with…complicated relationships? Like, when you're responsible for someone, but things get, you know, messy?"
"Yeah, I get it," responded Hawks. "Relationships are tricky, especially when you're in the hero business. Sometimes you just have to go with the flow and do what feels right. If you're true to yourself and your intentions are good, things tend to work out."
"Like…Weiss, for instance?"
"Ah, the ice queen!" Hawks chuckled. "Relationships with a bit of tension can be exciting, you know?"
"Even when she feels I am the scum of the Earth and would love to have my head served on a silver…excuse me, icy platter?"
"Midoriya, I know it's a bit complicated about her out of all people." He took a moment to stand still. "Put this in perspective, she comes from privilege. Everything she wants, she gets. All things at her disposal. No is a foreign word to her."
"It seems like an excuse."
"It does, I agree. But what if one doesn't know better? Think about it. This privileged lifestyle was a way of life and then to leave that bubble and into the real world could be challenging for anyone."
"It still seems like an excuse to me."
"It's all about adjustment to culture. I am not saying condone it but advocate it. Give her some time. It takes time and effort to melt the ice. Just continue to be yourself, and if she's worth it, she'll come around."
"I never said that I have feelings for her."
"Did I necessarily say that it was you for her?"
Izuku pointed to himself. "Does Weiss Schnee like me?"
The winged hero chuckled. "The eyes paint a tale more than words, my friend. They can speak the truth more than words and actions combined."
"I'm not convinced. Did you see and hear what happened that day?"
"You'd be surprised, Midoriya. People aren't always as straightforward as they seem."
"But, she and Katsuki…."
The winged hero chuckled once more. "Well, take this as you will. Sometimes the feelings catch up when you least expect them to. Just keep being the young man that you are, and who knows what might happen?" He patted his back. "Although, she will be in competition. You have a lot of fair maidens that would love nothing more than to take your heart…and maybe then some."
It wasn't long when they saw the cabin at the horizon.
"Keep doing your thing, Izuku, and you'll soar just like me." Hawks added with a confident grin, grabbing his shoulder. "I see greatness in you, boy. The road to glory is going to be a rocky one nevertheless fulfilling." He then slapped his butt. "Go and get the swim trunks. I'll be waiting outside. And be quick. Haste makes waste."
"Understood," responded Izuku as he ran to the cabin porch. "And Hawks, sir? Thanks!"
Hawks nodded to the emerald-haired teen as he went inside to grab his swim trunks.
"Hey…are you okay?"
"Are you talking to me?"
"Who else would I talk to?"
"Oh…okay!"
"You're bleeding. Here…take my handkerchief."
"Gee…thanks!"
"You looked so cool standing up to those guys."
"No I didn't. I lost."
"No, you didn't lose. You could have easily given up but you fought the good fight."
"But I got beat up."
"It doesn't matter. You stood tall towards those guys. They are the real losers. You stood up to that bullied kid. You look so cool."
Meanwhile….
Weiss made sure to put the tiny umbrella into his virgin strawberry daiquiri as she handed it to Katsuki. Her expression remained indifferent as Katsuki was lounging under the umbrella, seeming to enjoy the attention. They weren't alone as Eijiro and Ann were accompanying him. Unlike the others, Ann was soaking in the sun, seemingly oblivious to the dynamics around her.
"Deku is taking his sweet, candy ass time," responded Katsuki as he took a sip. "By now he should have been here."
Eijiro took off his sunglasses and turned to his stomach. "Can it, dude. Can we relax for the time being and not think about Deku? I'm surprised that I am going along with this…still but can't we enjoy just five minutes of paradise? Please?"
"So, you're saying that you're team Deku?" Katsuki questioned him, arching his eyebrow.
Before Eijiro could answer him, Ann poked his side. "Hey, Kirishima. Could you be a dear and put some lotion on my back?" The ponytailed blonde turned around, showcasing the black t-bikini that was sinking deep into her ass. "And don't be afraid to get in there, okay? If your Kacchan doesn't mind."
Eijiro wasn't going to further explain himself regarding Katsuki and his relationship with Mina. However, he was more concerned if Mina did see him lotioning a half-naked girl.
"Soft as a feather, soft as a feather," Eijiro mumbled to himself as he grabbed the lotion and to rub Ann's soft, supple ass…back!
The ice queen, sporting an all-white, two-piece bikini, was looking at the spiky-haired teen as he continued slurping his drink. "So, what's the plan to get back at Izuku?"
Katsuki leaned back, sipping his drink, and outlined the plan to Weiss. "We're gonna make Deku look like a fool in front of everyone. You just follow my lead."
Weiss expressed her concern. "What if this backfires, and we get in trouble?"
"I won't repeat myself. I've said what I said."
"Well excuse me if it involves my reputation."
He cursed under his breath. "As long as it is aimed at Deku. After all, it's his head on the chopping block." He lowered his shades. "Where's the doubt? Why are you even questioning me? You must want me to call my dad and say that your father changed his mind about the money he sent him. I'm doing my best to keep this mum and yet, you must really want to be the talk of the school, right? Is that right, plantation owner?"
"..."
"Huh? What? No objections?" He put his glasses back on. "So, stick to the plan."
A few moments later, his phone was ringing. He reached for it and saw that it was from Melissa. He was surprised, especially since he wouldn't describe each other as the best of friends. Presuming that she was trying to reach his father, he answered.
"Hello?"
Melissa's voice came through the phone, "Hey, Katsuki! How are you?"
"I'm alright." Katsuki replied, not really in the mood for small talk. "What's up?"
The gaijin hesitated before saying, "I was wondering if you have some time to talk. You are not busy or anything."
Katsuki smirked. "Depends." He began rubbing his crotch area. "What is it that you want?"
The sound of crashing waves in the background, followed by the sound of laughter indicated that Katsuki was somewhere in the public eye. "Is it okay to speak in private?"
"Depends," he said again, chuckling.
"Please Katsuki. It isn't often that I ask you for things. Your father and I keep a great relationship," she said. "And I am hoping I can do the same with you."
The spiky-haired blond rolled his eyes. "Fine~! Give me a sec." The teen got up from his post. He put the phone on mute. "Don't go anywhere," he said to Weiss as he left and walked away from them.
He found a suitable spot in the changing rooms. He knew that there was an utility closet that wasn't in use. He stepped inside and resumed the call.
"Alright, Melissa. I'm all ears."
Her tone shifted. "Katsuki, I wanted to talk about Izuku."
His irritation flared. "Seriously? That's why you've called me? What about the shitty fudge packer?"
The blonde gaijin insisted. "Katsuki, under normal circumstances, I wouldn't call like this. But…I know you two have a relationship…."
"What in the hell are you talking about?" He interjected. "What relationship?"
"Katsuki, listen. This is very important," she responded to him. "He won't take my calls nor take my messages. I don't have any of his other friends' numbers and I know you two have a history."
"What do you want?"
"Ok." Melissa took a breath. "I need you to speak to him and tell him that he needs to talk to me. I'm afraid that he might be in danger."
The spiky-haired blonde shrugged. "Not my problem. If he's dumb enough to get himself into trouble, let him deal with it."
Melissa pleaded. "Please, Katsuki, he's your friend too. We should help him."
He scoffed. "I've got better things to do. Handle your own drama."
"Seriously, I know it hasn't been the best of kinship between you two. I'm really worried about him. We have to do something."
He rolled his eyes. "Fine, you do something whereas let me pretend I care." A pregnant silence ensued. "Okay…I'm done!"
"Please Bakugo!"
"If he's fucked, he's fucked but let the danger know that I'll be the one that's gonna fuck him up first." The conversation ended with a strained silence before hanging up. The blond scoffed as he came out of the closet. When stepping out to the beach, he could see the waves offering a stark contrast to the tension in the air.
Katsuki was preparing to head back to the beach until he saw something ruffling in the trees. As he neared the edge of the tree line, a series of curious noises caught his attention. Rustling leaves, hushed whispers, and the occasional snap of a twig echoed through the dense vegetation. Intrigued and perhaps a little annoyed that his peaceful day might be interrupted, Katsuki narrowed his eyes and decided to investigate.
He pushed through the thick underbrush, his palms crackling with sparks of his explosive Quirk just in case he stumbled upon something that required his attention. The woods were dimly lit, the sunlight struggling to penetrate the thick canopy above. As he ventured deeper, the noises grew louder.
Moving silently, Katsuki navigated through the trees until he stumbled upon a small clearing. In the center of it, he saw a lone individual standing alone — a guy with messy blond hair and a cocky grin on his face.
It wasn't long when the cocky grinning blond set eyes on the spiky-haired blond.
To be continued….