Hey, readers! Here is the second chapter of 'The Tetsuo Youth.' As a reminder, Izuku is to be referred to as Deku and Mina as Ashido. Another OOC Izuku x OOC Mina love story!

Deku held the door for Ashido to enter his apartment. He turned on the light for her so that she could see where she was going. His studio apartment was small, yet cozy. The highlight of his apartment was that he can view the skyline of the city. His apartment was somewhat messy. There was a stack of comic books lying beside his bed. His desk was toppled by school books. Surprisingly, his kitchen area was clean and so was his bed. He took off his shoes at the entranceway and walked with his socks. Ashido proceeded by doing the same thing but tossed her high heels at the door.

Deku turned on his ceiling lights and then his lava lamp. Deku watched as she makes herself comfortable on his bed. He went to the refrigerator to put up the items he received from the grocery store. She picked up one of his comics and lied on the bed.

As he retrieved his cigarettes from his back pocket, he took a slight glance at the pinkette. As she was reading one of his books, her leopard-printed skirt slightly moved from her creamy skinned legs. He could somewhat see her panties. They were the lacey kind and they were red—his favorite color. After becoming a little flustered, he returned back to his task at hand.

Meanwhile, the pinkette watched the emerald-haired teen as he was putting up groceries and cleaning the countertop in the kitchen area. As an awkward attempt to cheer him up, she was purposely trying to get his attention by exposing herself to him. A failed opportunity, she pouted. She thought to herself that maybe he was still upset about what she told him about Ochako. However, she thought that if he was upset, then why he would invite her over to his apartment. She scratched herself at her head and then resumed reading his comics.

"Would you like anything to eat," asked Deku.

Getting her attention, she peered from the comic book and said, "Anything you are making, then it is fine with me."

"You're acting like an innocent schoolgirl, again," furrowed the emerald-haired teen, "It is kinda freaking me out."

"Still at it again aren't you, Midoriya," asked Ashido teasingly.

"First time in a while I heard you say my last name," said Deku.

"Well, I felt like using it," replied Ashido.

"Oh, so that's the case, Mina," said Deku with a grin.

"Oh, very so, Izuku," replied Ashido sharply.

Deku couldn't help but laugh. It was the first time in a while that he ever felt that way. He tried to hide the smile from the pinkette, but he already knew that it was exposed.

He turned around to face the pinkette.

"You're a strange girl, you know that," said Deku.

"You call me a strange girl, but it takes a strange boy know me. Right, Dekkun," said Ashido.

"I…You…You know what, I will let you have that. Thanks!"

"Don't mention it!"

Sometime later, he prepared a meal for the both of them: grilled tilapia with lemon pepper and grilled asparagus with a side salad and miso soup. She prepared the table and he made the dishes. After blessing the meal, they began to eat.

"This is really good," said Ashido, "It has been so long since I had a decent meal."

"Thanks, I think," said Deku.

"I didn't know you were this great of a cook."

"When you spend time alone, time tends to play a factor."

"Then time served you well, don't you think?"

"More or less."

"However you feel, I am grateful that you cooked for me."

"Don't mention it, Ashido."

"Seriously I mean it, Dekkun," said Ashido, "You always treated me that same no matter what I do."

"What you do mean," asked Deku. "I had not really noticed."

Ashido moved up from the table and moved towards Deku's direction. He remained motionless as she planted a seat beside him. His heart skipped a beat. This was the first time in a while to sit next to a girl. Maintaining his composure, he waited to see Mina's next move.

"You always had treated me the same," said Ashido, "People always look at me and thought 'Oh, here goes that slut' or 'I hear that Ashido girl is a bad seed.' If they can only know the real me without seeing what is in front of them."

He kept himself motionless, only continuing to listen to her.

"Because of my rep, people always outcast me. And because of that, I feel alone."

She placed her hand on his lap. Her touch sent a sensual sensation toward the emerald-haired teen. Despite the feeling, he maintained composure and only listened.

"Do you think I enjoy sleeping with these men," asked Ashido, "I only do the damn thing to support my parents."

"Ashido, I…"

She placed her hands over his lips. He felt the moisture coming from her hand. Her hand felt like soft marshmallows.

"I know what you are thinking, Izuku," said Ashido, "But right now, I just want you to listen. Can you do that for me?"

Deku nodded in agreement. She placed her hand over her lap and continued her story.

"I have always felt like shit, Deku," said Ashido, "I would have never thought my life will be in this direction. My parents don't care. My so-called friends could not care less. The principal and the teachers at school already had given up on me. And worst of all, all of my clients look at me like a toy. And then there is you."

The tone she made at him was quite damning. He adjusted himself at his seat to prepare for what she was going to say about him. He tried to turn away, but the pinkette leaned closer to him.

"Deku, Izuku, you are the only person who neither had a good or bad opinion about me," she exclaimed, "You didn't care either way on what I did. It sometimes pissed me off, but at the same time, I was glad. I was glad because you had no opinion of me whatsoever."

Izuku, once again, tried to speak, but Mina gave him a look signaling that it was not yet his time.

"You give and give. I borrowed money from you. I picked on you. I always teased you," said Ashido, "But never once you called me on my bullshit. Of course, you spoke your mind, but it was always neutral."

Hearing the pinkette's feelings became overwhelming for him. This is the first time to ever hear her opening up to him.

"I don't know what you think of me, but sometimes I am afraid," said Ashido carefully, "I am afraid that if you didn't like me, I would not know what to do. In a way, I care for you. I love hearing your voice and getting your attention. Even if it was good or bad, knowing you were around mattered the most."

Just then, he felt a drop in his stomach. Was this the same Mina Ashido talking to him, or was this a clone? His mind began to flood like a swimming pool. He tried to process his thoughts, but it was overwhelming. The only plan of action he could do was he grabbed Mina and held her in an embracing position.

She blushed at the abrupt hug he gave her. They both stood silent for a moment. She placed her arms around him and placed her head on his shoulder. She watched his hair stood from the nape of his neck. She closed her eyes. He knew there were times in which actions could speak louder than words.

When the opportunity was given, Deku went into the kitchen and to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. The sight of the whiskey bottle excited the glowing Ashido.

"Oh, Dekkun, you like me. You really like me," she said excitedly.

"Yes," said Deku, "So much so that I planned this occasion just for you."

"Ain't you sweet," said Ashido, "You deserve a hug."

"I'm good, Ashido, thanks," said Deku.

She gave him the octopus lips, puffing her cheeks. "Oh, well! Your loss, Deku!"

Deku kind of smile at the comment she made. She patted her hands on the floor loudly for him to put the alcohol in her direction. He pulled out two shot glasses and placed it on the table beside Ashido. Before he could sit, the pinkette grabbed the bottle from him and began pouring out shots.

She took the first shot like it was a glass of water. "This is the water of the gods, I swear," the pinkette sighed loudly. She went for her second shot. She drank it like there was no tomorrow.

"Ashido, take it easy," Deku said, "I haven't got a chance and also this bottle is very dear to me."

"Is that bottle is more of a dear than little ol' me," she said with a pout on her face.

"Are you kidding me, fool," asked Deku while raising his eyebrow.

"For real, I always thought you were cute," she replied while batting her eyes.

"Quit with that," said Deku.

"No, I am serious," said the pinkette after she drank her third shot. "I always thought you were cute, Izuku."

"You are being delusional," said Deku as he went for his second glass.

"Do you think I am cute," asked Ashido.

"Wait, what do you mean," asked Deku.

"Don't play dumb. You know what I said," said Ashido, "Do. You. Think. I. Am. Cute?"

"Well, I don't think you are ugly." He stammered.

She tilted her head back against the wall. She is tickled on how flustered she made Deku. She then remembered how she made him nervous after exposing her panties to him. She wondered if she could make him nervous again. She adjusted herself against the wall and slightly adjusting her legs so that he could take a glance at her panties. Her attempts to play coy worked when once again he caught sight of her red lacey panties.

He flushed when seeing the sight of her panties. Red was his favorite color and of course, it is on Ashido. He quickly moved his head in a different direction. He poured another shot of whiskey into the glass and quickly drank it. He drank a bottle of soda to chase down his liquor.

"I am going to ask you again. Right here, right now," said Ashido flirtatiously, "Do you think I am cute?"

"Yes," confessed Deku while stretching his voice.

"Say it again," said the pinkette.

"Yes, Ashido," said Deku.

Ashido, excited to hear Deku's comment, bounced from her seat and positioned herself in front of him.

"Come on, Dekkun," said Ashido, "One more time for Pete's sake."

"Yes, damn it, yes," exclaimed Deku. "You're cute. You are extremely cute! You are fucking sexy and attractive. Can you please end this shit now, Mina, please!?"

Ashido laughed loudly. She kicked her feet up and down. He sat there embarrassed. After she stopped laughing, she placed her arm around Tosh.

"Aw, aren't you sweet, Dekkun," said Ashido. "You're cute and I like you, too." She blew into his heart.

Deku remained quiet as he could fathom the hotness of her breath impacting his ears. The emerald-haired child's loins began to swell. The pinkette wiped her eye with her finger and then caught sight of the bottle.

"You never mentioned why that whiskey bottle was dear to you, "said Ashido, "Why is that?"

"That bottle belonged to my father," said Deku.

"Your father?"

"Yeah, my father."

Deku stood up and walked toward the window in the living room. He watched the view outside and noticed that snow was beginning to come down from the smoky night sky.

"My father gave me this before he died," Deku said, "He had always wanted to have a drink with me. But at the time of his death, I was too young to do it with him."

The pinkette sat there motionless, only listening to what Deku was telling her.

"He told me when I turned 18, I can drink from this bottle," said Deku, "And today's that special day."

"Wait a minute," said Ashido, "Is today your birthday?"

"Turned 18 just after midnight." Deku stared at the bottle. "To think I wanted to share this with Ochako."

Ashido looked at the digital alarm clock on his desk and realized that it was shortly after midnight.

"Well then, Happy Birthday, Deku," said Ashido.

"Thanks, Ashido."

"We got to celebrate it," said Ashido, "Let's have another drink."

"Okay, let's!"

The pinkette grabbed the bottle of whiskey and poured a shot for each of them. She grabbed a glass and gave it to Deku and then held one for herself. They both raised their glass to toast.

"Here is to your eighteenth birthday, Dekkun!"

"Thanks!"

"Here's looking at you, kid," said Ashido as she clinked the glass against his glass. They took another shot and sigh in unison as they placed their glass on the table.

As he took the swig of his whiskey into his mouth, he thought about that special day. Even though he was not with his father, he was able to commence his eighteenth birthday with Ashido. And that is enough for the emerald-haired teen.

"Hey, Izuku?"

"Yeah, Mina?"

"Did that last shot felt a little bit different to you?"

"Yeah, it did, more savory."

"What made it so special with those shots?"

"My dad always told me that when you drink with somebody you care for, then that is what makes it special," replied Deku.

"Am I special to you, Dekkun?"

"I can't really say," answered Deku, "What am I to you?"

"Can't really say either," replied Ashido, "But I do feel something for you."

"You do?"

"Yeah." The pinkette answered with a smile. "Especially after you were spying what is under my skirt, you pervert."

He blushed at her comment. Flustered, he tried to come up with a quick excuse, but in the end, he nodded his head.

"Ha! Guilty as charged, Mr. Pervert-kun," said Ashido laughing.

"Yes, I am Mr. Pervert-kun," said Deku, "Laugh it up! Laugh it up!"

"Aw, did I put Izzy-poo's panties in a knot," asked Ashido.

He kept his head nodding to the floor. He couldn't look up from his embarrassment.

"Don't sweat the small stuff," said Ashido. She narrowed her eyes, glaring at the embarrassed Deku with an alluring look. "Especially when I did it on purpose."

"Wait, you are telling me that you knew?"

"Yep, but I knew ol' Dekkun wouldn't resist," said Ashido, "Guilty as charged!"

His face went suddenly red. Unsure it was the embarrassing moment or the alcohol, the only thing he could do was laugh. He began to laugh loudly and then fell over the floor. Even then, he began laughing more. He has not felt like that in a long time.

"Damn," said Deku. "Not sure if you meant to, but you cheered me up."

"I did?"

"Yeah, you did," answered Deku confirming her.

"Oh, I did," exclaimed Ashido, "It was nothing. Think nothing of it."

"Trust me, I won't".

He looked at the clock to see that it was about half past midnight. He was caught up in the moment until he realized that he and Ashido have to be in school later on in the morning.

"Shit, it is getting late," said Deku, "I think it is about time we call it a night."

"Yeah, it really is," said Ashido.

"I think the last train already finished for the night," said Deku, "Do you live far?"

"About 30 minutes if I walk," said Ashido.

"If you want, you can spend the night here," said Deku.

"Is that an invitation," asked Ashido smiling.

"No, no, no," said Deku, "I just think a lady like you should not be out at night alone."

"Aw, aren't you such a prince," said Ashido. "Have any spare pillows...and possibly some spare sleeping clothes?"

To be continued….