Ladies and gentlemen, this story will be one of my lighthearted stories. This is a story between a loving but complicated relationship between a younger male and an older female. Between a student and a Pro Hero. Izuku is a seventeen-year-old student who lives next door to twenty-one-year-old Pro Hero, Kaoruko Awata (Bubble Girl). They have a loving, strong sibling relationship and the more than friends, less than lovers kind. However, the more they interact, the stronger their bonds grow. Here is the lighthearted story, 'Me Before You.' This is an OOC Izuku x OOC Kaoruko story. Enjoy!

It was a quiet Saturday morning at the SIr Nighteye's Hero Agency. It wasn't often that Kaoruko Awata worked on weekends but she wanted to be certain to look good for the upcoming week without fearing of her boss wanting to fire her again. In other words, it was her decision to pick the best decision if she wanted a job that following weekday.

As she sat at her desk, deciding to take a little smoke break to calm her nerves, her doe yellow eyes were focusing on a parenting magazine.

Twenty-one years old and a career woman, she didn't have the time as she was in her prime. Being a Pro Hero is a necessity to thrive in order to become successful in the future, she tells herself. She hopes to one day open her own agency. However, seeing the tower of caseloads beside her, she knew that it won't be anytime soon.

She sighed deeply, mostly out of jealousy to see women holding onto their babies. Smiling and nestling on their children. It made the Pro Hero's heart melt as she, too, has desires of wanting to be a mother. However, it might be difficult especially with the hardworking, back-breaking hours she has been doing for this agency.

She was fortunate to have time just to have a warm bubble bath for herself.

"Work these extra files and have it on my desk by Monday at 8," she said mockingly as she saw the caseloads beside her. "It isn't about you but for the company. Bull...no, girl...easy...easy."

Changing her mind about the cigarette, she tried focusing on her task for today before calling it quits.

However, she couldn't get her eyes off of the parenting magazine.

Just wanting to know the feeling of childbirth or to be filled in general. It sometimes sucks being a career woman.

She tried to not pay it no mind, especially when seeing the women joined by their husbands with their children. So they have a better life than me. Big deal! No one has ever taken care of me. I had to take care of myself. Closed mouths don't get fed. So, the little girls decided to spread their legs early and birth out babies. It doesn't matter. I am successful. I am a career woman. I am going to be a CEO someday. I am a Pro Hero. I am….

She stopped, tilting her head back to know the realization that she was nothing more than a gofer, doing grunt work at the office, giving other colleagues coffee, and doing extra work for the boss with little to no recognition.

Feeling a little down, she decided to extend her a smoke break and headed for the vending machines downstairs.

Exiting the elevator, she walked to the vending machines as she was itching for a cup of coffee and a coffee cake. Upon making it to the machines, she reached for her wallet. She opened it to see that she didn't have any coins. When taking the option of using her debit card, the machine told her that she had insufficient funds.

Fuck my life! "Easy, Kaoruko girl. You are a bit stressed and overworked. No worries." She wiped the sweat from her brow as she tried to keep positive as she remembered her pending day off the following Tuesday to get away for a couple of days. She had planned it to be a simple day at home. Cleaning up, watching soap operas, and eating ice cream until she puked. She had a silver lining in her stitch called life and she was sticking to it.

Remembering that she had some leftover cookies in the drawer, she headed for the elevator. Upon pushing a button she received a text from her phone.

Good afternoon, Awata. I wanted to notify you that instead of having the files by Monday at 8. I want them on my desk before you leave for the day. We have to expedite as we are under review for inspection. I know you have a three-day-holiday approaching but we are going to need you on those days. I know this is an inconvenience but remember that this agency functions as an unit. I hope that it reaches your understanding. Be well.

The Boss!

"What the fuck!" The frustrated Kaoruko struck the wall with her hand. When seeing this, she saw that she used her cell phone as the crushing blow.

Not only she has to work this entire day, but she had also lost her vacation.

And the cell phone she was still paying a deposit on.

It is just being a career woman. Nothing more than that. It isn't all about me but for the company.

Adding insult to injury, one of her colleagues went into her drawer and ate her leftover cookies. At least that person was kind enough to leave a note. Sorry to eat your cookies. However, it is about the company and sticking together. We are one!

The sun made its final descent into the horizon as the exhausted, broken-spirited Kaoruko exited out of the elevator onto the main lobby. She was ready to head home.

As it was the weekend, hailing taxis were of a challenge. She hoped that her looks and her appeal would attract the attention of a cab driver.

As the blue-haired girl was approaching the crosswalk to hail a cab, her heel on her shoe collapsed, causing her to trip and to fall to the ground. If that didn't make her feel bad, a taxi driver splashed water, causing it to slush onto her. Dirty, wet, and broke the only formal shop she had owned, she tried convincing herself that things were going to be well. Today was one of those days in which she was having bad luck, she told herself.

Two hours later….

After walking the painstaking ten miles, she had finally made it to her home. Whatever the taxicab slushed contained a strong scent of funk that no cab or even buses would pick her up. Whatever it was, it was quite warm. She had told herself that she will have days like this and will have to pick up her bootstraps for it will get better.

She forgot that the elevator was out for repairs and she happens to live on the fifth floor. She wanted to cry for this day.

"Hey, Awata-san."

Her yellow eyes widened when hearing the familiar voice calling her name. She turned and saw her next-door neighbor, Izuku Midoriya. She had a pleasant smile when seeing her freckled face neighbor. The duo became good friends after she moved to the complex nearly a year ago.

"Hey, Icchan," she said cheerfully, keeping her composure without wanting to alert him about her bad day. She tilted her head, giving him a sly look. "Too formal to speak my name in public?"

The teen blushed. He bowed apologetically. "I am sorry, Ka-o-ru-ko-chan!"

She gave him a thumbs up. "Good!"

He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Then, he observed the condition of his neighbor. "By the look of your appearance, it seems that you had a rough day."

She shook her head in disagreement. "Me? No way! Today was swell! Actually one of the best days of my life." She delightfully gave him the peace sign. "A great day indeed!"

Izuku folded his arms. He walked to her, taking her briefcase and her purse. "A great day? Alright! You may want to clean that yogurt from your blouse."

"Yogurt? I didn't have…" The Pro Hero's eyes widened when seeing a bird left a parting gift on her work dress. "Christ," she barked. "Can I go one day without having bad luck, God. Just one freaking day!"

Izuku lightly chuckled as he walked up to the stairs. "Seems like you and I both had a rough day."

"You too?"

"Look, my mom isn't home until Monday." He spread his arms wide. "My mom made a huge spread of chicken and rice."

"Your mom does know how to make a spread."

"She doesn't want her only boy going hungry." He gave a snickering smile. "And some leftover beer."

"Icchan! You? Drink? You are barely eighteen!"

"Relax! I am drinking with an adult. You are an adult, right!"

"Are you questioning my authority, young man?!"

Izuku stepped off the stairs and removed her peacoat from her. "Yeah, the bird dropped some yogurt on here, too. My mom got some stuff to clean this off. Let's get inside."

Kaoruko stomped her feet. "God, I don't like it when you treat me like a child." She paused when hearing the roar of her stomach.

Izuku fixed his lips. "Hungry and cranky. Now, let's get inside and eat, young lady." Izuku was met with a hit to the shoulder as the duo walked the five flights of stairs.

"I am sorry, Kaoruko-chan!"

"You should be, you little brat!"

"So you have me by an inch or two, I am mature in some points."

"Mature as the stale air in your brain."

"Then you must not want my chicken and beer?"

"We can debate and eat at the same time."

"Ha! Ha! Thought so!"

About twenty minutes later….

Izuku was sporting an apron as he finished turning off the stove. The dishes were set and dinner is to be served. He checked the kitchen sink to see if the clothes she damaged were mixing well with the detergent. The cleaners were closed until Monday and treatment of the delicates would have to do until then.

At the same time, Izuku was reaching for the leftover cans of beer, the blue-haired woman exited out of the bathroom. She was sporting a plain white Misfits t-shirt and blue jean shorts. Her hair was covered in a towel.

"Thanks for letting me use your mother's old clothes."

"Don't mention it."

"That's it? No sneaky comments? No quips?"

Wiping the condensation from the beer on his shirt, he observed her. "I was going to say that you smelled like a New Orleans Mardi Gras but a fresh urinal cake is what I am getting now."

"Icchan has jokes. I remember the days when I smell fresh, raw salmon and there wasn't a fish stand for miles."

"Proud survivor of the Katsuki Wars!" He slapped his thigh. "Hey, I said a urinal cake. Fresh at least I've said."

She clicked her tongue. "Well, excuse me for you having manly man shampoo."

"You know where to find the good scents but you were probably too lazy to dip your body over to get it."

"Screw you, baka!"

"Yes, I am an idiot...and I think…" He paused. He looked around the living room and at the window before returning to Kaoruko. He removed his apron and proceeded to sit.

"What?!"

"What?!"

"Don't be cute, Icchan! What?! What?!"

He clicked his tongue. "Oh! Yeah! I think I am out of fucks to give."

She tossed the towel to his face. "God, Icchan! You are terrible!" She had her octopus lips and sat across from him. He kept his bedeviling smile as he sat.

"You're not going to eat?"

"Ladies first." There was no humor. Izuku grabbed his chopsticks and placed the meal inside of her bowl. He used the table as a prop to open the bottle of beer and poured her a glass.

"Let me do the same." Izuku watched her using her chopsticks to put food in his bowl. She did the same as she poured a bottle of beer in the glass.

Izuku raised his glass. "To a rough day!"

She did the same, clinking it. "And for a better tomorrow!"

"Oppa!" The duo said as they tasted their distilled beverage.

"Hey, Icchan!"

"Yeah, Kaoruko-chan?"

"What was your rough day?"

He swayed his hands. "Don't worry about it."

"You know I will listen."

He nodded as he took a bite to eat. "Mom always says that sometimes it is good to leave your troubles at the door." He took another bite. "I might be humorous, a bit rude, and always joking about you, but this place is a place of peace." He gave her a serious look. "Right now, I am in the company of a good friend and eating this good meal."

Kaoruko understood as she nodded happily.

The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. Occasionally, they had their usual small talk about their affairs at work and at school.

About thirty minutes later….

"Wow! This was delicious," replied Kaoruko happily as she rubbed her belly. "My compliments to the chef."

"I will inform her when she returns." Izuku gathered the plates as he prepared to wash the dishes. "She always makes enough for you."

"Does she know I often visit?"

"Yeah. I tell her."

"You do?"

"We're friends, Kaoruko-chan. There is nothing to hide between us."

The blue-haired girl nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Yeah, you're right," she said calmly.

The sound of water was coming from the faucet. Izuku applied soap to the other side of the sink. "Hey, feel free to check out the television. Game of Thrones is out and I am looking forward to this final season."

Izuku didn't hear a response. He assumed that she was too occupied on her cell phone or went to the bathroom, which wasn't out of the ordinary.

Izuku was rinsing the plates as he tried to get the chores down. His plans were to binge watch the earlier episodes, work on some homework, and read before heading to bed.

"Oh, feel free to have a drink…" He stopped when seeing Kaoruko behind him. She wasn't wearing any clothing but for her panties.

The water continued running as it was the only sound in the kitchen.

Izuku backed a couple of inches. She moved forward. She pursed her lips, slowly extending her hands to his cheek.

"Let me see if I have any condoms, Kaoruko-chan."

"Don't worry. I keep some on me."

Izuku couldn't keep his eyes off of her body. Although her body reminded him of a child, that was a full-fledged woman in front of him. He swallowed the lump in his throat as she pressed her body onto his.

"You smell like you have been playing sports."

"Sorry! I was playing basketball with the guys earlier."

"No, I like your scent. It's very manly."

"You know I was joking about the urinal cake."

"I know you were." She shook the condom. "But, you know I am not joking about this."

"Yeah! Let's go to my room. I've purchased a high-powered fan so nobody can hear us." Like a blushing bride, Izuku lifted Kaoruko off her feet. He carried her bridal style from the living room straight to his bedroom. He felt the kisses on his neck as he combated the urge of his erection.

He pushed the door of his bedroom with his foot and softly closed the door with his butt. He delicately placed Kaoruko down on his futon.

"You don't mind this again, Izuku?"

"I don't."

"Can I touch you?"

"You can."

"Can I kiss you?"

"You can."

"Can you make feel good."

"I will."

"I care about you, Izuku."

"And I the same, Kaoruko."

To be continued….