Hey, guys. Big Diesel and [girlfriendoftheauthor] here with another chapter of Izuku's Sisters. For those who are speculating, this anthology isn't related to The Deku Syndrome, Izuku's Mothers or the other series I have made. Admittedly, parts of the chapter were scraped ideas from the aforementioned series. It wasn't that we disliked it, but felt it was suitable somewhere else.
In this chapter, Izuku goes to the mall to find a surprise waiting for him. Not only does it affect him, but it also makes a certain person jealous. Find out in this latest chapter.
I am planning to return to The Deku Syndrome when inspiration returns as well as a few others. Stay tuned and take care!
A/N: The story contains a combination of comedy and drama. Discretion is advised
Izuku wasn't sure if it was the new cologne he was wearing or his shirt with his new green checkered shoes was catching the attention of the various people around him. He was at the mall looking for some new clothes for the Summer. Summer wasn't until a few months away, but he liked getting ready in advance. Who would pass up on getting clothes that were discounted before the other revelers get them? Also, he took advantage of any shirt, swimwear, even underwear that was the color green. His love for green stemmed back when he was younger. The days of his father whenever he returned from his overseas job. Green clothes, green toys, anything that was green the emerald child loved. And why not, his last name should have been proof enough.
He tried not to pay them any mind as he listened to Young Nudy's "No Clue" from his Nudy Land mixtape. Izuku wasn't a particular fan of hip-hop, but any song with catchy lyrics and exuberant beats, the emerald child wasn't going to complain. Some of his friends may refer to it as "shitty music," but it was music he enjoyed and didn't care how others take it. Also, the introduction to the musician's lyrics was addicting. I used to be a lover boy. That girl brought me to a savage. It was catchy and exciting to him. The song has been on repeat since he left his home.
Yet again, maybe it was his conscience giving him reminders of his encounter with Himiko Toga. A couple of days have passed since Yuga Aoyama's party. If it wasn't the party he was trying to forget or the hangover from the spiked punch, it was the confirming fact that he had slept with the enemy. An enemy from the League of Villians and it was a de facto top member of the group. He gripped his pocket, urging himself that it was a one-night stand. He was drunk and so was she. Nothing more, nothing less. He pressed forward, holding on to his shopping bags as he looked for another store. He didn't let guilt get to him. The duo were amicable about it. Both promise to neither discuss it with either parties. Himiko kissed him goodbye and went her way. Like he convinced himself to say, nothing more, nothing less.
Anytime his eyes met a man, the man would snicker and whispered to the others as they join him. Thankfully, he was listening to his music that he didn't hear what they were saying. Yet again, he didn't know why? His hometown was well-populated. A satellite city of Tokyo and the population of 125,000, no way were they looking at him. Once again, maybe it was his style of dress, he thought. He had trying to dress differently, going against the conventional norms of a Japanese teenager. However, girls were giving him smiling and winking glances. One girl mouthed something perverted that made him blush. Another girl got too distracted from Izuku that she landed in a fountain. Another girl, who looked like a middle schooler, clung to his leg. Her hungry eyes displayed something that should belong with an adult. Her mother came to his aid. As she got the child from him, she slipped a number into his back pocket before slapping him on his butt. Overwhelm with the laws of attraction, he went to the food court.
He received a notification from his friend, Toru Hagakure, that she and a couple of his classmates were at the food court. A good excuse for the time being as he pondered of his being a spectacle to the public.
The invisible teen waved at Izuku to get his attention. Like she said, she wasn't alone. Sitting with her was Tsuyu Asui, Shouto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Ochako Uraraka, and Katsuki Bakugo. The group waved at the emerald child. He pulled out his headphones and tucked them into his pocket. As he walked into the dining area, he was still met with prying eyes from the public. Snickering and winking from them. He tried once more not to pay attention.
Katsuki patted the empty seat. "Come, come, Deku! Sitting next to your dear old childhood friend, Kacchan." Izuku could read his facial expression. Katsuki wasn't hard to read. The grin on his face depicted that something was up.
Ochako widened her smile. "I agree friend Izuku. Come sit with us." Even Ochako was grinning. Her eyes were producing tears. She was tucking her teeth as well. As he noticed, many of the others were doing the same thing. Tsuyu wrapped her lips were tongue to contain her laughter. Toru was covering her 'lips,' but seeing her gloves trembling didn't help. Shouto pressed his lips into a drinking straw, but the bubbles in the glass proved he, too, was laughing.
Izuku sat beside Katsuki. The moment he put his hands on the table, the group went silent. Katsuki placed his arm around Izuku's shoulder. "So, Deku. How does it feel to be on Prime Time?"
Izuku raised his eyebrow awkwardly. "What are you talking about?"
"Ribbit!" Tsuyu widened her eyes, staring at her friend. "How does it feel to being on Prime Time, I-zu-ku?"
Shouto rubbed his finger on the bridge of his nose. "Izuku. How did it feel to be a part of the National Geographic experience?"
Izuku cracked his knuckles. "Okay, what is up? This is strange, even for all of you guys. What are you talking about?"
Katsuki was still leaning on Izuku's shoulder. "Maybe I can help you, my dear friend." He leaned to his ear. "Have you ever seen the film Fatal Attraction, If Walls Could Talk, and my personal favorite, Sleeping With The Enemy?"
Izuku's heart skipped a beat. He gulped. The moment the sound was released, the group began laughing hilariously. It also followed by an applause. "Izuku Midoriya, a mighty fine gentleman for experiencing the taste of forbidden fruit." Katsuki gingerly raised his cup of coffee in the air. "MVP!"
"MVP," said the others as they toasted each other with their drinks.
Toru reached for her straw and extended it to Izuku. "Midoriya, how does it feel to have relations with a member from the League of Villains?"
Ochako joined in with her. "Yes, Izuku! We at NHK Radio is dying to know."
Tsuyu came next. "Ribbit! We here at CNN International want to know on the experience of Himiko Toga. What provoked it? What made you do it?"
After a moment, the laughter calmed down. Tenya looked at Izuku as he was blushing. "Seriously, dude. We were playing around. If it sounded harsh, then sorry." He cracked his knuckles. "We are quite surprised. I won't stop you from sleeping with whomever, but just with her of all people?"
Izuku finally spoke. "First of all, screw each and every one of you." He grabbed Katsuki's hand, pinching it in the process. "Second of all, what are you guys talking about?" He knew the truth, but what he wanted to know was how did they know?
The group went silent. Shouto brushed his fingers through his hair. He gave Izuku an awkward look. He turned to the others. Guys! I think Izuku is being for real." He bit his lip. "You don't really have a clue?"
Izuku coyly shook his head. "No idea, buddy."
Katsuki still wore his grin. "Check your Instagram buddy." He gave him his cell phone. "For it was you that produced and starred in your show." Izuku took his cell phone. He scrolled to his page. He read the caption. "Deku's Toga Party." He bit his hand to contain the noise of shock. It displayed Izuku drunkenly put his phone on the nightstand in front of the bed.
How do you feel if we started in our own documentary, Himiko?
Ooh, ooh. That is naughty of you, Izuku. You are asking for a second coming?
Girl, I am about to give you the rapture. Heaven on Earth with this Emerald child.
Me like that, lover boy.
I used to be a lover boy. But you brought me to a savage.
Then ravage me, you cute savage. Let this rabbit see the wolf.
Izuku didn't even know that he had sex with Himiko a second time. It definitely confirmed that he and Himiko were drunk when that occurred. He cursed in his mind for the transgressions of his transactions. What made it worse was he saw that it was live as well.
"We didn't see much because it was dark afterward, but your voices confirmed what had happened, hero." Izuku gave Katsuki his cell phone back. He slammed his head to the table. "Crap! My being drunk announced all of UA High of what I did." He narrowed his eyebrows. "That could explain why the others were smirking. Yet again, how does the town know?"
Katsuki raised his hand. "Yo! Me! No regrets, Deku!" I am grateful to have picked such an easy target. I didn't suspect Deku to drink the punch. Yet again, solid gold. He walked into my trap. Katsuki, you sly dog you.
"Cool. Thanks a lot, you ass." Izuku saw a cup of coffee was placed in front of him. It was Ochako. "Here, it will calm your nerves. Sorry for earlier by the way." Izuku bowed to her. Thanks, a little too late for it now." He sipped the hot brew. "But thanks."
Tsuyu scratched under her chin. "Still, you were that plastered to sleep with Himiko? Didn't think the girl was your type. Ribbit!"
"Himiko? Hell no. I rather lick the bathroom floor before…." He cut himself off. He wasn't going to walk himself into another joke.
"So, let me get this straight." Tenya took a sip of coffee before going into the conversation. "You go to the party. You see Himiko. You guys get drunk somehow. You sleep with her. You got it filmed and it was sent all over. Now, my question is what are you going to do with Himiko?" He coughed.
"Knowing for Himiko, she wouldn't care less. Ribbit," said Tsuyu. "A little video won't stop her from any action. My concern is what the League of Villians might do. Also, what Himiko might do. You know, Izuku, that when she likes something, she doesn't stop. Ribbit!"
Flashback of the morning after their encounter….
The moment Izuku woke up, he knew something was wrong. First of all, the throbbing headache. It felt like someone put an anvil on his head. Second of all, he had the urge to vomit. And finally, why was he doing in a bed that wasn't his? His eyes snapped when he realized that he wasn't at home but still at Yuga's house.
Izuku sat up on the bed as he pondered to get off. He tried to process the events that led to his being in this bed. He groaned while massaging his head. He remembered being at the party. He was looking for his friends, but couldn't find them.
The punch.
Izuku shouldn't be having a hangover. One, he wasn't a drinker. Two, he would've known if he had drunk alcohol.
Himiko Toga.
Izuku ran towards the bathroom. He quickly opened the toilet seat and retched his vomit. He continued to vomit for a few moments before it stopped.
Me and Himiko were together. We called it a stalemate. We drank that punch. We got a little cozy. We kissed and danced and oh my, Lord, we...No, God. Don't tell me! Don't tell me!
He staggered out of the bathroom. By this time, he saw that the sun was shining to show his shame. As he reached for his boxers and his pants, he saw the love stains on the bed. His eyes widened when he saw blood on the sheets as well. He checked his body for open wounds. He didn't see or felt anything.
Before he could give the mysterious blood any more thought, Himiko walked into the room. She pushed back the door and locked it. Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat. She was wearing her now-wrinkled cardigan. Her eyes were like daggers to Izuku.
'Deku, baby, come as close as you can to the prison walls and whisper love songs into the tiny cracks. I can forgo the golden beams of light, I can suffer nothing but bleak walls for company, but the love I cannot live without. Tell me of the days to come, the ones where we walk in meadows, a feast of color for eyes that have seen nothing but grey for so long. Tell me of how we walk hand in hand to the river and wash our weary feet. Tell me how we will feel the warm light of the sun on our skin and hug like our love is eternal. Tell me of how we'll watch the fish make their way through cool waters before heading home to rest in each other's arms, always knowing a fresh dawn will come.' Izuku panicked when Himiko pulled out her switchblade. The blade shined, showing his reflection.
'Easy girl, easy,' said Izuku as he panicked. The first thing on his mind was using his quirk, but his body was still weak from his hangover. He tried walking to a corner, only to grab a pillow for defense.
'It is because when you are there, I want to break you down from limb to limb. I want to tear your limbs as you scream out my name as I moan into the pleasure. Oh, Deku. How much I love you. How much I want to kill you. Such a beautiful noise you make after seeing you bleed, after tearing out one of your ribs," she told him with enthusiasm. 'Oh, Deku. How you pull my heartstrings. How much I want to see what your insides look like. You make me excited, Deku. And that makes you second to my favorite thing...blood!'
Izuku closed his eyes, preparing for her attack. He heard the sound of the blade hitting flesh. He shrieked. However, he didn't feel any pain. He opened his eyes and saw that Himiko had a plate of blood oranges in her hand.
'Oh, my God, Deku baby. I just love blood oranges.' She cut an orange in half, taking the piece and put it in her mouth. 'I helped myself to the fridge since many of the guests were passed out.' She stuck out her hand. 'Want a taste? It's good for hangovers, I think.'
Izuku blinked a couple of times. Slowly, he grabbed a piece and ate it. 'It's good.'
'Told ya, ya silly goose.' She smiled, showing her canines. She took a seat on the bed. She turned to Izuku. 'Oh, sorry about the blood.' She scratched her arm. 'I didn't think I would bleed this much.'
'Bleed? What do you mean,' asked Izuku nervously.
She blushed, pointing her fingers together. 'Well, Deku. I took your lips and gave you your first stab. You in return did the same.'
'You mean I took your…'
'Hmm, hmm! The greatest gift a woman could give a man now belongs to you, Izuku.'
Izuku swallowed the rest of the coffee quickly. It didn't matter it was hot. He was still in disbelief that not only he had drunken sex with Himiko Toga, he also took her virginity as well.
"So, Izuku. What are you going to do now," asked Toru.
"First, delete the video. Second...I don't know," answered Izuku. "I just need to wrap my head around this."
"You are taking this better than I thought, Deku," said Katsuki. He blew a raspberry. "No fun to be honest."
Izuku furrowed his eyebrows but overlooked Katsuki's usual sly comments.
"The video will blow over in no time," said Tenya. "Let's be grateful the video was too dark to see." He gripped his thigh. "But, still. Himiko? Really?" He began grinning. "I am sorry, Izuku. Forgive me. Being with Himiko is like Nirengeki having sex with Ibarra."
"Or Rikido having sex with Momo," said Katsuki.
"Or Manga sleeping Toru," said Tsuyu.
"Hey," scoffed Toru. "Manga isn't that bad of a person."
"Be as it may, Midoriya. What happened, happened. My suggestion is to move on from this," said Tenya.
"Coming from friends like you, I thank you," said Izuku.
The group continued with your conversation until eventually, the group left one by one. What remained of the group was him and Ochako.
"Hey, listen Izuku," she said. "I am sorry for being a little rough. You know how we are with teasing."
Izuku shrugged his shoulders. "I don't take it personally. That's like a black kid being friends with racist assholes. Or an obese being friends with smaller people, but still be the bud of their jokes."
Ochako frowned. "Okay, okay. I am sorry, Izuku. You know how we are when we are around Katsuki."
Izuku exhaled his shoulders. "Follow the leader, Uraraka. Follow the leader for wherever they take you, choose your fate wisely." He stretched his arms. "It's moments like these I need to extend my group of friends."
"I deserve that, Izuku," said Ochako. "Sorry once again."
"I believe you, Ochako," said Izuku. "Just still processing what's going on is all."
Ochako leaned closer to the booth where Izuku was sitting. She was displaying nervousness. "So, Izuku. What was it like?"
He raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"You know. Having sex?"
"I think I am the wrong person to ask that question, Ochako," said Izuku. "I am a man of morals. And a gentleman never kisses and tells." A bit of a hypocrite, I am sorry. However, I was under the influence unknowingly.
She had her hands on her lap, dusting off the crumbs from her English muffin off of her dress. "I respect that, Izuku. I do."
"Thanks," said Izuku.
She pressed forward, now at a nose distance with Izuku. "Can I ask the gentleman on how to kiss and tell?" Her hands were spread across his thigh. His breath became labored. However, he grabbed her hand and placed it back on her lap. "Sorry, Ochako. I like you. You are a good friend. But I don't have sex with my friends."
"Yet, you did it with Himiko!"
He turned to see her beet red face. "You did it with Himiko. Why not with me?"
"Ochako, where is this coming from?"
"Is something wrong with me?"
"No."
"Am I not cute?"
"No, you are beautiful."
"Yet, you can sleep with her."
"Ochako, I was drunk. I had no recollection of what I was doing."
"Then why not me?"
"Ochako, you are my friend. I care about you too much." He looked at his cell phone. "Hey, it is getting late. We should head home." He went to his apps to get an Uber. "We can share an Uber to get you home. My treat."
Izuku nervously laughed as he stood up. He grabbed his shopping bags before feeling Ochako's grip. He turned to face her. "Ochako, are you okay?"
"One night." Her eyes averted from his. "One night, Izuku. My family is out of town and I have the house to myself."
"Ochako."
"Honor me with this request. If we are friends, then you wouldn't mind if I do this." She gripped tightly on his shirt. She was very adamant. He sincerely cared about Ochako. He couldn't deny that he had a slight crush, but he wanted those feelings to abundant. He and Himiko's encounter was a drunken mistake. He had never guessed that it too affected Ochako.
"Can I at least have time to think about it before dropping you off?"
Is that jealousy being sensed from Ochako? How is Izuku going to take it? Will he accept her request or not? Find out in the next chapter of "Out of Character."
To be continued….