Hey, guys. This is [girlfriendoftheauthor]. I have some time in between writing my thesis to write this story. In this chapter, it is going to be a bittersweet romance-drama. Izuku learns that his former babysitter, Camie, is back in town to get married. She stays with Izuku and his mother until the wedding day. At the time gets closer, so do the memories of their past. As Izuku tries to move on, Camie can not. What is she trying to fulfill? Stay tuned and read.

A/N: The story contains (or going to contain) strong sexual content, ageplay (Izuku is a few years younger than Camie), and underage sex (Izuku was 12 and Camie was 17). The author doesn't condone and/or support the content in the story. Discretion is strongly advised.

Izuku was sitting in his room watching television when his mother had called him to the living room. Putting the video on pause, he staggered on up as the numbness and blocked blood flow return to his legs. He stretched his arms as he took the familiar paces to the living room. As he approached closer, he heard a voice that didn't belong to his mother.

"Yes, Icchan has grown quite a bit since you have seen him last." Izuku walked into the kitchen while his mother was in mid-conversation with the visitor. She poured hot tea into the cup as the visitor was listening to his mother. He tucked his hand into his shirt when recognizing the visitor.

"Well, color me flattered. Isn't this quite a surprise?" The visitor turned around to face Izuku. Her lips quivered when seeing him. Upon meeting each other's eyes, he blushed, quickly averting away from her. Judging by their interaction, this wasn't the first time they have met.

His mother placed her hands on her hips. "Now, Icchan. Manners. Aren't you going to say hello to your Camie-chan?"

In a broken, flattered voice, Izuku spoke. "Afternoon, Camie-chan." He bowed at her. It was quite formal than familial. The straight-haired blonde covered her lips. Her face turned red. "Isn't he quite modest," she said to his mother. "He hasn't changed a bit."

Izuku's mother poured a cup for herself and Izuku. "Where he has grown in size, a bit of his intellect got a little smaller." She patted the chair. "Come and sit with us." Izuku overlooked his mother's mildly rude banter and took a seat. He was still in a bit of shock of the sudden appearance of this guest.

A guest he hasn't seen in a few years.

"Thank you for phoning me, Camie," said Inko as she took a seat. "I would never think you would come and see us. It has been quite some time since you went off to college."

Camie nodded her head as she took a sip of tea. "It has been quite some time, hasn't it. It felt like yesterday when I used to babysit for my little Icchan." She gave a quick glare at Izuku. "He hasn't quite so little anymore."

Izuku blew the tea into his cup. He tried not to look at his former babysitter. He would have never thought in a million years he would have ever seen her again.

Camie and the Midoriyas were next door neighbors. Camie's parents often worked so she often came over to the residence to hang out with the family. Camie developed a relationship with Izuku. She often looked to him as a little brother and in return, he looked to her as a big sister. There wasn't a huge gap in age as she was five years older than him. Whatever Izuku got into, she joined him. Izuku never complained about it he thought it was cool of having a big sister.

Izuku was twelve when Camie began looking after him when her mother decided to return to work part-time as a grocery clerk after her husband began working overseas. Inko worked evenings and Camie was available.

In that period of time, the dynamic between the two began to change.

"Izuku, Izuku." Izuku turned his eyes to Camie. She had the type of smile that can make anyone melt. "I was telling your mother about the time when you showed your hair to me that you were a big boy."

He covered his eyes. "Oh, God, you still remember that?"

"Yep! I thought it was cute and adorable."

Inko laughed, flattered to see her son's embarrassment at his expense. She took another sip as she moved on to another topic. "So, Camie, I know you are here for a random visit, but I know there is something extra particular on your visit." Inko had an alluring smile. Izuku knew when his mother did that, she wanted that person to give out any secret. "Something that glitters. Something that sticks out."

Izuku interjected. "Mom sees a ring on your finger." He sighed. "She believes that you are taking the vows."

Inko puffed out her face. "Izuku, shame on you! You don't know what I was going to do." She pressed forward, obviously giving away her discernment. "So, has a lucky guy popped the question?"

Camie exposed her hands. "Yes, Auntie!" The silver and black band was around her slender fingers. The diamond matched the color of her eyes. "My boyfriend popped the question to me about a few months ago."

Inko slammed the table. "Popped the question? A few months ago? Why didn't you tell me?"

Camie chuckled. "It was quite a surprise. It was so much of a whirlwind." Camie explained to Inko that she was living out of town with her boyfriend when he proposed. She told the mother and son that her boyfriend worked in sales. The two met when they were in college.

"Oh, my!" She turned to Izuku. "My darling Camie is being taken away." She produced fake tears. "You must tell me when the wedding is going to be, darling." She furrowed her eyebrows. "At least tell me that."

Camie's eyes widened. "Of course." She reached into her purse. She gave Inko an invitation to the wedding. "The wedding is actually this weekend. We decided to have it at here before we have to leave."

"Leave," said Inko. "Where to?"

"My fiance." She paused. "I am still getting used to saying that. My fiance and I are leaving for Canada where he is going to start his new job." She took another sip of her tea. "The reason why I am actually back here is to make my final rounds before I move out of the country." She looked at Izuku. "You two were in the front of my mind and decided to make a visit." She sighed heavily before smiling. "And how can I forget about my little Icchan?"

Izuku spread a smile. "Congrats, Camie-chan. I am quite happy for you and your husband to be."

Inko clapped her hands in excitement. "Oh, my. We must celebrate this!" She got up and pulled Camie from her seat. "We must go to the mall. We need to pick out a wedding gift."

Camie blushed. "Isn't that supposed to be a surprise?"

"Nonsense! We must find something good!" She turned to Izuku. "We will be right back." She grabbed Camie and quickly headed out of the door.

Izuku was left behind. Left behind with empty tea cups. Left behind by their scents. Left behind with the memories of Camie when she used to babysit him.

Izuku grabbed the teacups and took them to the sink. He turned on the faucet as he planned on rinsing them. "So you are finally tying the knot?" Izuku produced a smile. It wasn't a pleasant kind of smile, but in a sense, bittersweet. "Feels like yesterday when you wanted to practice being husband and wife with me."

"I think you are a beautiful boy. I think I know now why I have a hard time dating boys my age."

"How so?"

"Because they would not understand how to please a woman. They would not know how to desire me as a boy can. Young boys look at older women as goddesses. I want, no, deserve that kind of love."

It was later that evening when Inko returned home. Izuku was sitting in the living room looking at a comedy program. However, upon entering, Izuku saw that Inko wasn't alone. Camie entered the home with a suitcase in hand.

"Icchan, come and help Camie with her luggage," said Inko.

Standing up, the curious Izuku asked, "What is going on?"

"We were shopping when her parents called. They are going to use their home to hold the wedding," she said. "Since she has been good to us in the past, I insisted that she stays with us."

Inko told Izuku to let Camie use his bedroom and he could sleep in her bedroom. Izuku understood as he carried her luggage into his bedroom.

As he dropped off her luggage on his bedroom, Camie hugged him. "Icchan, my darling little brother." She kissed his forehead, rubbing the hair of the young boy who she had the privilege to know since childhood. Her hair swayed to his face. Lingering scents of her bubblegum shampoo entered Izuku's nostrils. His face became flushed and lowered his eyes. "Thank you for taking me on this short notice. I hope I didn't catch you all in a bind."

He waved his hand. "No problem, no problem." He kept calm. "Like Okaa-san said, it was the least we can do for the time you have babysat me."

She nodded and bowed at him. "You two have been very dear and near to me. That is why I wanted to see you guys."

Izuku nodded as he gathered a few materials to take his mother's bedroom. "I am glad we were in the front of your mind." Once he gathered his materials, he prepared to head out of his room.

"Izuku."

He paused when hearing his name being called. It wasn't her calling of his nickname. No honorifics. Something was on her mind.

"Are we okay? Everything is all right between us?"

Her lips tasted of ice cream soda.

"Yeah, Camie. Everything is all right. Is there something the matter?"

She took another bite of her ice cream. Instead of eating it, she reached over to him. He opened his mouth and exchanged her ice cream with a kiss. He tasted her ice cream as well as her tongue. She wrapped her lips tightly around his tongue, sucking any remnants he ever had. He began feeling lightheaded by the sudden force. He could tell that she had experience. She took another bite of her ice cream and went for his mouth again.

"No. Everything is fine."

She lapped his mouth with the ice cream. She placed it inside his mouth before getting it back. The combination of cold vanilla and hot kisses were making him feel strange.

"All right, then. Well, I leave my room to your care," he told her as he opened the door. "Good night, Camie."

She kneaded his nipple with much force that he let out a small moan. Noticing it, she went back and began kissing on his neck. His feet jerked by the double attack she was pulling on him. While this was going on, he was still holding his ice cream. By now, it was melting and began to overlap from the cone.

"Good night, Izuku."

She called his name once more.

"Izuku?"

"Yeah?"

"See you in the morning."

"Yeah, see you then."

"Good night."

"Night."

"So you are finally tying the knot? Feels like yesterday when you wanted to practice being husband and wife with me."

To be continued….