Hey, guys! I have never thought I would get constant messages and comments regarding "Out of Character." I didn't think that it was that popular. I did enjoy making this story, but it wasn't easy at the same time. So, here is a teaser for the conclusion of "Out of Character." So, here is "Out of Character (Part 4.5)". Enjoy!
Izuku politely thanked the waitress for their drinks. He tipped the waitress, mentioning to keep them coming. No longer was the room filled with melodic pop hits from yesterday and popular music from overseas. This was now the war room. Izuku placed each of their drinks on the table across from him. He knew not to ask or mention as they were pointing fingers, waving their hands and arguing over him.
He crossed his legs, thinking of the predicament he positioned himself in. He had slept with those girls. Each of their virginities belonged to him. Each was accusing, cursing, and blaming on why Izuku belonged to them. He had never seen Ochako in this position. She nearly snarled whenever Himiko told her that it was him that gave her his first "dicking." Reiko threw middle fingers to both girls, explaining that it was the nice girl that finished last. Ochako claimed Izuku and has been his since they started UA High.
Things were very out of character: the enemy, his friend, and the mysterious girl. Be as it may, he was responsible for this. He took a final sip of his diet soda. It was time to intervene.
As he had a slow approach to the girls, Izuku was grabbed by Himiko. "You!" Himiko held him to her bosom tightly, ensuring that he didn't leave. "Izuku is mine. He was the first to make my strawberry milk."
"Bullshit," interjected Ochako. "Izuku was mine from the start, you interloper. Your grubby hands took advantage of my Izuku. It was probably you that spiked the damn punch."
Himiko pulled down her eyelid. "Wah! What's the matter, buttercup? Mad that when he fucked you, his meatstick still linger of Himiko?"
"Why are you girls arguing," boasted Reiko. "It was I that helped him in his time of need. I was the one that treated him like a king. Dinner and a movie. Therefore, he is mine."
"Leftover Chinese food, cheap anime, and sloppy thirds don't make shit, you shrew," scoffed Himiko before Ochako grabbed Izuku, placing him on her lap. "Izuku is mine and you know it." He was pulled by Reiko. "He's my prince, you bastard."
"Guys," said Izuku as he tried to get their attention. It fell on deaf ears as he became caught in their triangle, being tossed girl to girl as if he was hacky sack. No longer were they were girls, they were beast as they pondered on which one was going to claim him. He could practically smell the pheromones.
"Izuku is mine," barked Reiko.
"No, he's mine," cried Ochako.
"I had him first so he's mine," said Himiko.
"Girls," said Izuku.
"He's mine!"
"No, mine!"
"Girls!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"Mine!"
"GIRLS! THAT IS ENOUGH!"
Each girl went silent when he barked loudly into the room. He snatched his shirt from Himiko and his pants from Reiko and Ochako.
"I am not your property," he screamed. "I am a human fucking being." He began panting. No longer this charade was fun. Granted that he was the sole person responsible for this.
And he was going to finish it.
"It's my damn fault!" He clapped his hands. "There, I've said it. It's my damn fault that I led you on." He looked at every single girl with intent. Each, too, were doing the same. "Ever since I drank that spiked punch, it has been chaos." He turned to Himiko. "That night with you shouldn't have happened. We are enemies! We got drunk and we made love. Can't deny the fact that it happened. It's done and now, I have to live with it."
He turned to Ochako. "Ochako, you are my best friend. My love for you is beyond description. However, this jealousy of yours keeps me from liking you."
Ochako's face flattened when hearing that.
"You are always jealous. Anybody that makes contact with me, you get scared," barked Izuku. "I want to like you. When sleeping with you, I admit I felt something. I did! I've said that. But, you are too clingy and that is unattractive."
He turned to Reiko. "Until last night, we barely spoke. I can't really think we are friends. I am not even sure if we are acquaintances." He took sharp breaths to keep his breathing. He was feeling a bit dizzy. He had never felt that way before. "I enjoy what we did. It was a pleasure. But, I can't shake the fact that I slept with the mystery girl. The girl that people always come up with dark rumors."
He took a step back from the girls. He relieved a bit of his tension. "And now me! I need to take responsibility for despite your qualities, I still slept with each of you girls. Granted it was the punch or the fact I just exploring my identity." He produced a slight smile. "Or, maybe I just don't know what to say for I am so, so passive about this." He started to laugh. Why should he be laughing? He told the truth regarding those girls. And yet, he was laughing.
"These last few nights taught me that each of you girls is important to me in some way, maybe," he said. "They always say that alcohol tends to open you up with the truth." He turned to Himiko. "Yes, you are from the League of Villians. Yet, you are an evil, conniving son of a bastard. But something about you got my attention. And that's why I took advantage of the opportunity."
He turned to Ochako. "Your clinginess keeps me in check. You worry about me so much that it's cute. In your own way, that's your way of showcasing your love for me."
He finally turned to Reiko. "Goofy, practical, and atypical. A candid nature that people must know. You are the gothic girl that people need to know. You keep people wondering and that's why I decided to explore you."
He didn't have much to say. He returned to the couch and sipped his now watered diet soda. "We are all out of character. We weren't acting ourselves. Yet, we did it because that is how we care. I care for you as you all care for me." He pointed at them. "And being angry at each other shouldn't be. For it's me that you should be mad. I kept this." He swallowed a lump in his throat. "If anyone should be punished, it should be." He stuck his neck out. "Punish me! I deserve every single slap."
He took heavy breaths, preparing for the inevitable. However, he opened his eyes and saw the girls were snickering. Himiko burst into laughter, followed by Ochako and Reiko.
"What's funny," asked Izuku.
Ochako wiped the tear from her eye. "Izuku, that's why we like you. You are true blue. No matter how much we can try to hate you, we can't. If we did, not for long."
Himiko sat beside him. "We must take responsibility. We all wanted a taste of you."
Reiko nodded to him. "If it wasn't for the spiked punch, then this incident wouldn't have happened." She approached the table. "If it wasn't for the spiked punch, then our feelings would have been dormant. Hell, who knows how long it would have been if I would have confessed."
Himiko tapped his shoulder with her fist. "For a dweeb, you are cute. And remember, I didn't stab you and stole your lips out of just peer jest, almost."
Ochako produced a smile. "The spiked punch mustered the courage to speak up." She bowed. "Excuse my clinginess."
"Izuku, we love you! Sure, I don't care to share, but it's up to you on what you want," said Reiko.
"Yeah, Izuku. It's up to you," said Ochako.
"I am with them, buttercup," said Himiko. "Make your choice and whatever you make, we support it."
Izuku saw the adamant looks on the girls. All were in smiles. All were appearing confident and beautiful. It made him think about the spiked drink that he consumed with Himiko. Or the evening he spent with Ochako on her bed. Eating Chinese food and discussing anime with Reiko. All of the girls have their qualities. Atypical, quirky, outrageous, and whimsical they were.
He wouldn't trade it for the world.
"Reiko!" Izuku pointed to him. Himiko tilted her neck and Ochako looked disappointed but understood.
Reiko touched her chest. "Yes, Izuku?"
He scratched his eyebrow. "Yesterday, you told me that it was okay to further research on developing our acquaintanceship. Was that you?"
Reiko smiled. "Something like that."
Izuku gave the girls an alluring look. "What if you girls do if I say let's explore further with our acquaintanceship? To see, which girl is the best girl?" Izuku licked his lips, blowing kisses to him. That was out of character, he thought. Where did that ounce of confidence and dominance come from?
There was a brief silence. The girls looked at each other before producing a smile.
"I don't think that's a bad idea," said the girls in unison.
Izuku reached for the phone. "Hey, this is room #6. Extend our time for about three hours. And please, do not disturb."
To be concluded in the next chapter….