The following story is a work of fiction. This is an OOC Rumi x OOC Izuku story. The characters portrayed in this story are out of character and will be presented as a modern AU. If sexual content, ageplay (Rumi is a young adult and Izuku is still in grade school), and issues relating to sexuality isn't your cup of tea, then please refrain from reading this story. This story is written by [girlfriendoftheauthor] and co-written by Big Diesel.

All characters in this story are at the age of consent.

Premise: Rumi (who prefers to be called Muriko) becomes smitten with Izuku. She decides to invite him over to her place to spend time with him. However, she has an unexpected guest.

By the way, readers, this story is atypical to my taste but my girlfriend decided to have this idea as she is bisexual and has been in lesbian relationships. But, sometimes, you have to try new things, especially to please my love. Anyway, enjoy!

Miruko was grateful that it was summer vacation or else she didn't know what to do if she were late for a class. As a punctual person, she believed in getting things organized. It wasn't for her own gratification, but the sense of getting it done so she could prioritize on other issues such as spending time at the arcade, getting a ticket for Comic-Con in San Diego, gathering Birkenstocks on sale, and spending time with her girlfriend. The latter of the items compensated for any of those things. She sat up and turned off the alarm clock that rang NHK Radio over the last couple of hours. She was tired to even care on whatever political topic to make a turn for the best or the worst of the country, depending on whether party. She wiped the sleep from her eyes before realizing that she spent part of the night crying for her ex-girlfriend.

Before going to sleep, she was scrolling through photos as a process of deletion until she saw a photo that commemorated their first date. It was a cheap pizzeria a few blocks from her college campus. It was there following they went to the tattoo parlor and got matching tattoos. She looked at her finger that had a small dove to it with a heart at the tip. Her ex-girlfriend had her heart on her finger as well. They crossed fingers, intertwining their love for each other whenever they kissed or made love. She briefly reminisced the lovemaking they had whenever she visited her apartment off campus. She tucked her teeth when she saw another Facebook post of her ex-girlfriend sharing a kiss with her boyfriend. What brought insult to injury was the girl covered her tattoo of the dove and replaced it with something else. Out of anger, she threw her phone from the bed.

She was in a much calmer mood now. After taking a pill of Prozac she got from her grandmother's medicine cabinet, she focused on the matter at hand, getting to see more of the emerald-haired child. She was still in her polka dot panties. She never went to sleep with a bra. She sighed as she went to her CD player and tuned it to Tegan and Sara.

As the duo played their ballad, she went to her laptop where she went back on Facebook. After scrolling and skimming through messages of acquaintances and friends from back at school, her eyes widened when she saw a message from Izuku. Her palms twitched a bit. She was quite surprised that he would actually respond.

She wasn't sure why the boy piqued her interest. He wasn't exactly her type; as if she could describe a type of her interest. Once again, she wasn't the pick of the litter. Her attitude wasn't the best and not being the prettiest girl (to her) doesn't make it any easier. She knew that she was hiding it as a source of insecurity. However, she was too prideful to admit that. She scratched her underarms before opening the message.

Hey Muriko,

This is Izuku. Can't say I shouldn't be surprised by your response, but I am. I am fortunate to have made these exchanges with you. I really enjoy the trade we made. It left me with a lot of questions. Anyway, I have no problem with meeting you after closing time. However, I would prefer if we met somewhere more private. I don't know if a candy shop is a place that you want to make a trade. I don't want to do anything that will make you lose your job or embarrass your grandmother.

I told my best friend that I will be staying with him tonight. If you want, can I come to your place? Message me as soon as you can.

Izuku

Muriko kind of smiled. She wasn't excited but taken aback of the assertiveness of the emerald-haired boy's request. She played another Tegan and Sara before deciding to make a smoking session. As she thought of her decision, she couldn't imagine bringing Izuku to a studio apartment. The house looked as if a cat-loving lesbian lived there. Although she had two cats and she is on the spectrum of loving girls, it consumed an anime-loving, folk rock connoisseur, pocky-eating girl. However, whenever she thought of him, she got a little spark. She didn't know why. She never felt that way around a person, neither her high school boyfriend or her previously ex-girlfriend.

After she smoked a stash of her marijuana she got from back home and masturbated to the thoughts of a threesome with Tegan and Sara while Ryan Reynolds watched, she made her decision to invite Izuku to her home. She told him to meet her outside of her apartment around eight o'clock tonight. She was grateful for the convenience of his house from her domicile. She took a final puff of her weed before making arrangements with the vacuum cleaner and dish towel.

It was a quarter after seven when she arrived back home from the grocery store. She had to make a few stops prior to the grocery store as well. One of which was visiting her parents. Despite not living at home with them, it was important, as well as keeping her trust fund, that she came to see her parents.

She couldn't stand living in that neighborhood and their prestige and aura didn't reflect Muriko. Often she lied of her history because she didn't vie for the vanilla lifestyle of her parents and wanted something better.

Her next stop was to see her grandmother. Although frail, it looked like she would make a full recovery. According to the doctor, she should return to work after eight weeks with intensive therapy and rehab. She didn't know that her sickness would take a toll, including her mobility. Nevertheless, her grandmother was grateful for Muriko's visit. Following visiting her family, she stopped by the candy store to pick up a few items. She knew she was going to need them for later. At the grocery store, she picked up a snack for whatever teenaged boys like. As much as she hung out with boys, it didn't fathom her to know what they eat. For her, a coffee and a bagel sufficed whenever she was studying or cramming for a test.

She placed the items on the counter before making her way to the restroom. As she sat on the toilet and began urinating, she got a message. She picked up the phone and saw it was Izuku.

I am not that far. Be out there in a few minutes.

~ Izuku

Her stomach churned. She was never really that nervous about having guests. On any ordinary day, her guest consumed her high school friends, if any, and they would play Dungeons and Dragons. If not that, the evening was spent playing Overwatch and Skyrim following by consuming Wild Turkey and smoking marijuana. Aside from that, it was just company. It was surprising because this would be the first time to have a boy come and visit. She tried to tell herself that what was going on with Izuku was nothing more than an encounter.

However, that spark occurred and she blushed upon sight.

I want more of that boy.

Didn't want to scare him away with folk rock, she put on some contemporary pop on the stereo. She went into the cabinet and got bowls for the chips and the dip. She microwaved some pizza rolls and Hot Pockets. The drinks were ginger ale and diet cola. She had a flask of her Wild Turkey, but she only needed it for just in case.

After taking a final sweep of the house, she was ready for Izuku. She sat on the couch and waited for his entrance. She checked her phone, it was a few minutes before eight in the evening. Before she could talk a breath, the bell rang. She wiped her hands on her Kill La Kill t-shirt and straightened out her blue jeans. She walked to the door and whispered a prayer before opening the door.

When she opened it, she was taken aback. In front of her was an attractive woman with blonde hair, which was tied into a bun. Her eyes were shiny as the night. She had a curvy body, which complimented her large bust. Her nose was pointy, which in the woman's perspective was her cutest trait. She was wearing a white silk blouse. Her glasses were perched on the edge of her nose, which gave her sex appeal.

"Ryuko?!" Muriko spat from her lips when seeing the sights of the woman in front of her doorstep.

The woman smiled, spreading from ear to ear. "What's the matter, babe? You act like you don't want to see me."

"Don't want to see you," she retorted. "Do you have any clue on the hell you should be doing here?"

The woman called Ryuko Tatsuma walked inside of Muriko's apartment as if she had lived there herself. She walked gracefully around the apartment. She saw Muriko's spread for Izuku and took a bite of the chips. She cringed before wiping her fingers on the couch. She turned around before making her appearance back to Muriko.

Muriko had her hands to her hips. Her face was beet red. She was frustrated and upset. She had the reason to be. Especially when her ex-girlfriend made a sudden appearance.

"What in the hell are you doing here?" Muriko questioned her. She wanted answers. One moment she was breaking up with her and the next, she was at her doorstep.

"New Zealand got boring so I send myself back here," she said as she took a seat on the bed. She made a little bounce before getting comfortable with her bed. "This is a nice bed! You can make some great magic here." She winked before crossing her legs seductively.

"I am glad you have decided to make your venture up here," she told Ryuko. "However, you must go!"

"Go," replied Ryuko while pouting. "You are going to leave poor little old me in the cold?"

Muriko shook her head. "First of all, it's summer. Don't like it when you do shit like this. Also, I have company coming over."

"Company," she purred while licking her lips to Muriko. "Is she cute?"

"Firstly, no, it isn't a she. It's a he and a teenager at that."

"A kid and he is a boy," retorted Ryuko. "You would think you were a full-fledged lesbian."

"That's your opinion and yours alone."

"Fooled me whenever we were in bed."

"Whatever. Anyway, he is going to be here at any moment and…" She paused when she heard the door knocking in front of her. She swallowed nothing as she opened and she saw Izuku. Izuku was carrying his backpack, which she assumed was a sleeping bag. She gave him an awkward look before speaking to him.

"Hey, Izuku," she said with an awkward tone. "Glad that you are here. Come on."

She opened the door to allow him inside the house. The moment he entered, Ryuko raised her eyebrows at the emerald-haired child. Her face was flushed and her hands began to tremble. She licked her lips as she stared at him.

"Izuku, sorry for thinking we were going to be alone," she told him. "I have unexpected company."

He shrugged. "That is okay." He kept his usual calm demeanor as he put down his backpack on the floor next to the couch. He turned and face the older blonde. He extended his hand. "Hi, my name is Izuku Midoriya."

Ryuko, still flustered at his sight, took his hand. "The pleasure is all mine," she purred as she kissed his hand. She turned to Muriko. "You have such a sweet boy in front of you."

Izuku smiled. "Thanks."

Muriko kept her demeanor. She tried her hardest to not display her frustration in front of Izuku. She watched as Ryuko walked with him to the kitchen to get some food.

The white-haired woman went into the hallway closet to get some extra pillows and blankets. She grabbed them tightly as they were very heavy. She made her way into the living room where she saw Izuku and Ryuko sitting idly on the floor, in front of the couch. She was overhearing her talking to him about her travels through the world and the excitement of university life. Muriko was too frustrated to get a word in since her evening was "cockblocked" by her ex-girlfriend. She breathed through her nose, hiding the irritation and the pain. In another light, she would've been thrilled to have Ryuko over. What kind of girlfriend wouldn't want their girl to visit, she thought to herself as she placed the pillows and blankets on the floor.

"Thanks. You are totes a doll," replied Ryuko as she spread the blanket to allow the trio to sit. She got Izuku a pillow and he lied on the floor. The blonde situated herself beside him. She patted another spot beside him for Muriko.

"Saved you the best seat in the house." Ryuko's smile was contagious. A smile that could change an entire person's mood. Muriko couldn't help but smile. It was part of the reason why she pursued her in the first place.

Ryuko reached over to grab the leftover snacks from the kitchen and put it in the middle for all of them to enjoy. She snuggled next to Izuku, resulting in his blushing. "Ever spent time with an older woman before, Izuku?" He blushed, shaking his head in disagreement. She smiled, giving him her alluring eyes. "It seems we have to make tonight special, don't we?" She stroked his hair before returning her eyes on Muriko.

A combination of envy and anger linger over her ex-girlfriend and Izuku. Angry at him for his denying of resistance and naivete and jealous that she couldn't be the one to charm him. She was angry at Ryuko for doing that act in front of her and jealous as she wished she could have been stroked by her soft hands. She put a chip into her mouth as she lied beside him.

"What movie are interested in this evening," asked Muriko as she played coy of the matter. I was in a mood for indie films and I have picked Liz in September, Lost and Delirious, and Bound. Which do you want to watch?"

"Lesbian, lesbian, lesbian," sneered Ryuko as she laughed, delicately digging her well-manicured finger into Izuku's ear. "You must understand my friend here, darling. She might enjoy the company and might fancy you, but she is into girls through and through."

Muriko turned beet red like a tomato. "So, what," she told Ryuko defensively, raising her eyebrow. "So, I fancy girls, but it doesn't mean I am totally into girls."

The blonde shrugged her shoulders. "Whatever, just basing facts is all. Then yet again, who I am to talk." She blew into Izuku's ear. "I have this adorable little prince that keeps girls like me bi."

Muriko gave her a stern look. "Take it easy, he is still a kid. Too young to know about this stuff."

"Actually, I am okay with it," interjected Izuku. "I have a cousin who is bi and has a girlfriend."

"Really," retorted Ryuko. "So you are in the know of these things?"

"Not really. Actually, I try to keep her life private." He turned to the screen. "I do my best not to get on people's nerves unless they offer it to me." He turned to Muriko, displaying his glowing smile. "Onee-chan, I have heard good things about Lost and Delirious. I heard my cousin talking about it and I am very curious. Plus, there are risque parts so I am very curious to know. Could we watch it, please?"

She blushed on sight, but it quickly faded when Ryuko was in a pouty, pleading position, wrapping her arms tightly around Izuku's chest. "Please?"

She shook her head and made her way to the DVD player where she put on the movie. She turned off the lights, only showing the bluish hue around the trio. She got closer to Izuku and remained quiet as the movie began.

This was not how I planned my day, she thought to herself as the trio was into the movie. I wanted alone time with him, no one else. There were arrangements to be made. Why did this bitch ditch the fucker and returned back to me? This is hurtful for me. This isn't fair to Izuku. This isn't fair to anybody. Why does she want to do whatever she feels like it is her business to do? Why do I allow her to do this?

She watched Ryuko chewing on the microwave popcorn she made earlier into the film.

"Pauline is such a lipstick," said Ryuko. "But the chemistry between her and Victoria made it passionate." She turned to Muriko. "Reminds me of back in the day."

Muriko silenced her. We are talking about this in front of Izuku?

He wouldn't care. It should excite him.

By displaying our former relationship in his face?

I never said it was a former.

Yes, you did! Don't act like this is one of random rendezvous.

You should know my randomness. I can't commit. You know that!

By dumping me quickly, travel with some fucking 'twink', and come back in a matter of days?

Hey, he isn't just a fucking 'twink'. He likes girls, too, you know.

I don't get you. Why are you such this fallible?

Because it excites you, that's why.

How so?

You are clearly attracted to taking the risk. Why do you have him in here?

….

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Struck a nerve? Face it, you are no different than me.

Fuck you!

She folded her arms and looked away from Ryuko. She scanned and saw Izuku was into the movie. His eyes widened when they showed the love scene between the two girls in the dormitory.

She watched as his lips were agape. His breath became labored by seeing two girls displaying their affection. She turned to the part where the girls were caressing their body; communicating in the language of love as they touched lips. Their bodies mounded and bounded; locking each other into a fiery passion that only God himself could stop. It made her think of Ryuko and the many encounters she shared with her.

He sat up and put his knees at his chest. He remained quiet, but his breath continued to be labored. She knew there was only one reason he was in that position.

He was aroused.

Suddenly, the spark returned. She couldn't forget the encounter they shared in the back office. She craved his taste, his body, his everything. It made her confused because as much she was angry at Ryuko, but she being there is making her think otherwise. She pinched her arm to remind herself to keep her composure. On the surface, she didn't want either to think nothing was wrong.

Although her desires for Izuku were there, the desires of Ryuko were returning. She knew Ryuko felt the same way. She felt her soft hands swaying on Muriko's shoulder. Muriko didn't resist but allowed Ryuko to do her will. Ryuko climbed on top of the couch and made her way to Muriko. She looked up to her former damsel as Ryuko took her hands on Muriko's face and planted a kiss on her lips.

Muriko allowed Ryuko's tongue to do a dance with hers. It felt right, according to Muriko. Everything from the frat party to the tattoo to their lovemaking was making Muriko emotional. She continued the kiss until it was broken.

"You can never stay mad at me," said Ryuko.

"Whatever," replied Muriko as she wiped her face with her sleeve.

She blushed, feeling the moistness in her crotch. She turned to Izuku where he kept his composure. However, looking at Ryuko's face, she knew that Ryuko was done from finished. Ryuko slid her hands across his chest, which made him gasped upon contact. She drew a heavy whisper to his ear. "Have you ever kissed a girl before?"

In response, he nodded with confirmation while staring straight into the screen. Ryuko bit into his ear. "Let me ask you again. Have you ever kissed a woman before?"

"None my age," he managed to say before he felt the warm palms of Ryuko touching at his crotch. She gave him a whisper as she massaged his dick. She kissed him on his neck before sliding her hand to his chin to give him a kiss. Muriko watched how he was a novice at it. She forced her tongue into his mouth, leaving him confused, but looking at his body, he wanted more. He moaned a little before the kiss was broken.

"That is a woman's kiss," purred Ryuko.

Before he could utter a response, Ryuko came in and gave him another. Muriko was taken aback. In the process, she pulled her from him.

"What the hell, Muriko," screamed Ryuko.

"For this," she told Ryuko. She took Izuku by his shirt collar and enveloped her lips with his. She closed her eyes as she put him to the floor. He began moaning slightly as he was panting heavily from the pressure of Muriko on top. While she continued kissing him, Muriko began rubbing his penis. Knowing it was hard, she continued fondling it.

"Remember who you belong to, kid," she told Muriko as she planted a kiss on his cheek.

He couldn't speak, but he nodded his head in confirmation.

Muriko looked at his pants. She smirked while licking her lips. She reached for the button to unzip his pants. Meanwhile, she felt another presence massaging her breasts. She gasped as she felt Ryuko behind her, kissing the nape of her neck.

"Do you want what you do this me," moaned Ryuko in between pants.

"Wouldn't know since you ended it," replied Muriko.

"Don't be that way. Let me remind you of our love."

Ryuko slid her hand into Muriko's shirt, squeezing her breasts and flicking her nipples. Meanwhile, she used her other hand to pull down Izuku's pants as his erected penis displayed proudly on his boxers. Ryuko saw the sight and giggled. "Did we excite you, dear?"

He turned away, blushing in the process.

"Izuku, don't turn away from your big sisters," answered Ryuko. "It is okay. We don't want you to miss out either." She eyed Muriko. "Right?"

Muriko sighed but seeing the somewhat pathetic look of a nubile, novice boy was returning the spark. She began smiling devilishly. "She is right," she purred. "You don't want these big sisters to miss out on seeing you like this." Ryuko and Muriko looked at Izuku's dick as they put their hands around it.

Izuku's flinched the moment he felt the girls playing with his dick. "Shh! It will be okay. Close your eyes and relax. Let your onee-chan take care of you."

He nodded his head. Muriko came to Izuku's ear and began to whisper. "I am interested in making a trade. Are you in?"

He nodded his head amidst the feeling of his near climax.

"Good."

To be continued….