Hey, guys! GOTA, here. The following story was a "digging in the crates" story. I wrote this back in December 2018 and somehow it got lost. Nevertheless, it was found and decided to release it. It was a slept-on chapter in my opinion. Depending on the strength of this chapter, I may pursue it. This is an OOC Izuku x OOC Nejire x OOC Yuyu love story (with perspectives from Katsuki and others (maybe)). Enjoy!

It was after school when Katsuki called Izuku to meet her at their usual spot. It shouldn't be hard for the blockhead to recognize the courtyard, she thought. The bell chimed a second time, alerting the students that it was time to head to their afterschool clubs, go to the library to study, or to head home for the day. She held on to the hems of her skirt, stamping her foot on Izuku's tardiness.

"Coming!" His voiced trailed from the locker area as he was stumbling putting on his street shoes. It mattered not to Katsuki when seeing her best friend late once again.

"Took you long enough, stupid!" The typical witty bantering came through Izuku's ear and out the other. By now, he should be used to it. The duo has been childhood friends since they were four years old. They ate from the same cereal bowl, wore each other's one-size unisex pajamas, and slept in the same bed. With the latter, Izuku chagrined as Katsuki always pre-bedtime drink her a glass of barley tea.

And always blamed it on Deku.

"If you wouldn't be shit for brains, then we wouldn't have this discussion." Katsuki must be on her period or score a bad grade. Which one could it be, Izuku thought as he grabbed Katsuki's backpack.

"Give me yours! I can tell it isn't that heavy," said Katsuki as she stretched out her hands. Izuku didn't have that much to study tonight. Be as it may, it was Friday. "Thanks by the way...for helping." She murmured under her breath. If that is what you want to call it.

Izuku didn't respond. He was grateful to God that it didn't conclude with a slap to the back or a lump to the head. Although it was too early to tell, they still have a bus ride and a train before returning to the apartments.

The duo proceeded to walk their usual steps before heading to the bus stop. Knowing it was a Friday, salarymen would fill the buses like cans of sardines. Nevertheless, the silver lining was that there was a nearby bookstore with a tiny cafe to peruse and consume his favorite hot chocolate before going back home.

"Kayama-sensei must have been on her period or something," barked Katsuki with her usual complaint. "Like when we were outside working on our class projects, she was barking like a banshee over our things."

"Probably because we were goofing off," said Izuku. Honestly, Izuku knew what direction it was going. She was filling time, small-talk. Things that Izuku didn't care for. Katsuki never liked the silence. It was something about having a conversation all the way home has to be fulfilling. He once heard from his father that whenever a person talks too much, they were hiding something.

If that were the case, could Katsuki be a possible kuudere or a least an alien with the intention of harvesting his organs and consume his soul for little to nothing? Maybe for just a pet on her head and a bag of candy. Izuku chuckled. If that were the case, then that would explain her nature.

The best friends stopped at the intersection. Izuku could see the bus stop from the distance. Seeing the salarymen lining up to their stops like worker ants already indicated to Izuku that he and Katsuki won't be heading back home on time.

He whistled. "You can see them heading to New York with that kind of line."

Katsuki held tightly to his backpack. She was gnashing her teeth irritably. "Damn! To think I am going to miss Mob Psycho 100!"

"If you're talking about the latest episode, I have it on Hulu!"

She scoffed. "Like I want to watch it at your house!" She swayed her body back and forth at the elongated stoplight. "I have a widescreen television and surround sound." She then glared at Izuku. "My television doesn't come with a VHS!"

"VHS is going to come back soon! Watch," retorted Izuku feverishly.

"I don't want to grow up. I am a Toys'R Us kid," replied Katsuki melodically. A killjoy to Izuku. She always knew how to find ways to deter or to crush his dreams.

And yet again, why was he still friends with her?

The light turned white, allowing the friends to cross the street. Izuku looked forward as he was already anticipating a delay.

"Damn, you baka!" Izuku didn't immediately turn. The strain in her voice was enough to indicate that she won't be making it in time to see her anime.

SLAP!

Izuku didn't move. The mighty piercing slap that can be heard from around the world was localized onto the back of his head. His watery eyes depicted the pain. Nevertheless, he stood proudly, taking the slap. For the last twelve years of knowing her, he was certain to have the last laugh.

Or internally, the last cry.

"Damn it, baka!" She snorted through her nose. Acting like a childish brat as she stamped her feet. Her beady red eyes glaring hard at Izuku as he didn't flinch or twisted his head. "You are not making it as enjoyable as I want it to be."

"I think about what you have failed on from Kayama-sensei's project was one very important rule."

"And what was that?"

"Adaptation!"

It was met with another slap.

Ouch!

A few minutes later…

Izuku stood in the restroom as he was washing his hands. He tried his best not to touch his swollen lip. Katsuki claimed it to be an accident, only to aim for his head but he moved forward.

Stupid Kacchan! The nerve...the nerve...the nerve of that bitch! He knew she was rough, callous, and overzealous. But he didn't think the teen could go that far. It is a time like this when I question my relationship with her. Why am I still friends with her? Why do I allow her to treat me like this?

Maybe it mattered not. Maybe it was his destiny. He could remember the day when he and Katsuki had their first fight. They were four. He was lying in the sandbox. She held onto his collar as she gnashed her teeth. Never think you are better than me, Deku! You would be lost without me!

He dabbed a little chapstick onto the wound. If his mother were to ask, he would say that he walked into a door. He wasn't sure it was formidable but that was all he could think about as he was leaving the restroom.

The bookstore had a small cafe where patrons purchased coffee and snacks. At that particular time of the evening, the grey marbled corner would be filled with patrons. However, with a holiday approaching, it was empty. Nevertheless, the sweet aroma of coffee filled the area along with the citrus fragrance looming from the flowers the manager had recently purchased.

From afar, he could hear the ranting of Katsuki as she was demanding the waitress their freshest macarons. He slowly hid away from sight, leaning against the wall of the hallway to find a way how to deal with the current embarrassment.

"Izuku?"

He quickly turned. He put his back against the door when seeing a blue-haired girl in front of him. She was tickled when seeing him becoming a bit frightened.

It was his classmate, Nejire Hadou.

"Nejire?"

She waved happily as she rushed and embraced her classmate. "Oh, Izuku, Izuku! So good to see you!"

Trying his best to breathe from her strong grip, she held onto his hips. Izuku blushed as her breasts pressed against his body. She continued to dote him.

"It feels like it has been ages since we have seen each other," cried Nejire.

"Didn't we see each other in PE earlier today." He said to her. Using the opportunity of an opening, he released himself from the lovable, huggable moe.

She smiled, flicking his nose. "We sure did, didn't we. I think you saw us in the shed, did you?"

Izuku's face turned a tomato red. "I...I don't k-k-know what you're talking about."

She continued having her smile. She rubbed her fingers through his hair. "Oh, my loving, adorkable Izuku. Even in lying, I found you cute."

The sound of the toilet flushing interrupted the duo. Upon opening from the girl's restroom appeared a short-haired pinkette as she was checking her bracelet. She stopped at the door when seeing Izuku and Nejire.

"Nejire," she said gently. She smirked when seeing the emerald-haired teen. "Midoriya!"

"Yuyu." He swallowed a lump in his throat when seeing the best friend of Nejire.

Why was he lying to himself? The girlfriend of Nejire.

"Surprise to see a spring chicken like you lurking around this place," she responded with a grin. "Happen to curse here or wanting to see what you saw earlier in the shed."

It was met with laughter from the girls. Nejire acted shy as she met with a kiss from Yuyu. The girls held hands as they were showing their matching bracelets.

"Such a cutest thing in the world," said Yuyu alluringly. She, then, turned to Izuku. "So, Midoriya! Let me ask you again. That wasn't you that we saw earlier in the shed?"

It was that moment in which he should have gone to Katsuki instead of panicking.

"Yuu-chan, let Icchan here have a break," said Nejire. "I mean he was going to tend to a job for class."

Yuyu nodded. She loved it whenever her girlfriend was acting reasonably. "You could be right, sweetie." She then pressed her hand on the wall above Izuku. "But, I am not so sure, sweetie!" She slowly trailed her soft, manicured fingers to his hair. She went from his hair, the bridge of his nose, to his supple lips. She became fixated when seeing the cut lip. Upon doing so, he turned away. However, she gripped his chin to observe it. She furrowed her face.

"Did spikes do this to you," asked Yuyu.

"Katsuki didn't mean it," replied Izuku.

Nejire grabbed Izuku's hands. "Oh, no!" She took hold of his cheeks, rubbing it gently. "So, so, sorry, Izuku!" She pecked him on the cheek. Upon doing that, he began to blush. Nejire turned to Yuyu. "We should do something to make him feel better."

Yuyu tilted her head before nodding in approval. "I agree." She turned to the hallway. "It's a good thing that Yanagi's cousin runs this joint." She pointed at the employee's only door. "He has an exit where he has his smoke breaks." She gave an alluring look. "I wouldn't mind having a little fun."

The blue-haired girl clapped her hands. "Oh, goodie!"

"So, Midoriya! Want to rattle with us for a while? Have a little chat," asked Yuyu.

Izuku turned to see the still ranting Katsuki. He sighed heavily. "Rather you guys than that."

The short-haired girl nodded in agreement. "Great choice, Midoriya." She slapped Nejire's ass, nudging her to head there first. She led the way for Izuku to proceed. As he was walking, he felt the grip of her hand grabbing his ass. "We still didn't finish that discussion. I do want that answer."

Izuku didn't answer.

"Let's go, Midoriya," said Yuyu. "stop staring at me with those gorgeous eyes."

Izuku nodded as he was following suit. Nejire was acting giddy as they were going to parts unknown.

To be continued….

That is the gist of thus far. I wrote this a few months back. If liked, I may continue this. Strive and prosper!