Hey, guys! Welcome to another installment of 'Shouto For The Weekend.' In this off-centered comedy-romance, Izuku prepares for the night of reckoning - his date with Shouto. As his mother gives him advice, his so-called friends are praying for his downfall. Later, he arrives at the Todoroki residence where he receives some soulful advice from Shouto's father and brother, Toya.
Tonight was the night of reckoning. According to the text he received from his dear old childhood friend, Kacchan, it was the evening before his wake. Adding insult to injury, he sent a screenshot of a tuxedo from his father's fashion line that he was willing to purchase. In his words, "for the shitshow that you are going to have, it wouldn't be a surprise that we found a pair of shoes with a note by the nearest railroad track."
As if on cue, Izuku's mother entered his bedroom. With the happy expression on her blushing face, one would think she was going on a date. Even when they were at the mall, she couldn't stop talking to any passerby who willing to lend their ears about Izuku's first date.
Izuku's first hangout with a girl outside of his bloodline.
"Overlook the haters." Inko retrieved Izuku's phone and placed it in her back pocket. She stuck out her tongue as she extended her arms to adjust any linings on his newly purchased outfit. Izuku stood motionless, allowing his mother dearest to straighten a collar, undoing a button, and the like. Izuku thought he wasn't looking too bad - just a simple red buttoned-down shirt with khaki slacks and his Chuck Taylors. For his Chucks, it was a dealbreaker. It didn't matter if he had to wash the dishes until Christ came back to retrieve his people, he wanted some kind of comfort.
"Not too shabby." Inko placed her hands on her hips, feeling proud of her accomplishment. "I must say, Inko old girl, you still got it." Her eyes narrowed at the worried, nervous son in question. "Oh, Icchan! Overlook Kacchan, dear!" She clicked her tongue. "He's just mad that he didn't have the guts to ask Shouto out first. You know how jealous he can be."
"It isn't Kacchan that worries me, Mom," retorted Izuku. "The entire school is making a big fuss out of this." He crossed his arms. "This shouldn't be a big deal."
She raised her eyebrows. "Didn't you say that she was the Iwa no Hana?!"
"I did, but it is nothing more than a cute nickname." He sighed. "No disrespect to her, but she isn't celebrity status. Like she was Kate Beckinsale or Keira Knightly."
"To you, baby," interjected Inko. "However, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And besides, why are you allowing this to get to you."
"..."
"As if I have figured, my little spring chicken!"
Izuku instinctively tilted his head, knowing that his mother was going to brush it. At the same time, he wished he could feel what his mother was saying. What if he wasn't going to do well on this date? What if Katsuki and the others were right. The entire week at school was filled with the rumor mill of what this date could be. From talks of the Big Three to the class 1-H. Mirio even supplied him with a package of condoms and a list of clinics and adoption agencies in case if worst comes to worse. Tsuyu created a betting pool on the limits of his date. Student after student lined the gymnasium as Tsuyu and Mina were playing as spotters.
It didn't surprise to see a certain class president adding $100 to the pool.
'I bet that it would last two hours, Midoriya! I swear! That's the average date. I share the loot with you.'
Inko lifted his chin. "Sweetheart, you're going to do fine! You're a Midoriya! An awesome wonder! A wonderful guy." She pursed her lip. "If you weren't my child and a few years older, I'll date you."
"Thanks," replied Izuku flatly.
"Don't be a sourpuss. Don't look at this as if someone is playing a penalty game or something. Just be yourself and know that you will be fine. You're sixteen, baby. You're still a child. You're watching a movie, maybe a bite to eat, and maybe going to a drink bar."
"Here's hoping."
Inko gave him a sly look. She coughed. "If I am thinking about what you are thinking about, let's be grateful that your Mirio friend gave some assistance."
Hearing those words pierced his eyes, causing him to turn beet red.
"Remember that half of UA mothers attend the same Homeowners Association meetings, sweetheart." Inko giggled, loving how embarrassed and flustered he was currently feeling. It gave her pleasant memories of her first date with his father.
Inko paused when getting a sound notification on her phone. "Okay, the Uber is here. I put enough in the account to hold you for the entire night."
"Yes, ma'am."
"I reloaded your debit card."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Always allow the lady first when getting in the car."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Remember to pull the chair out when going to dinner."
"Yes ma'am."
About two minutes and a handful of advice later….
Izuku stepped out of his home. It was the moment of truth, he thought to himself. Inko placed her hands on his shoulder, comforting him.
"Just remember, sweetie, you will do great," said Inko calmly as she pecked him on the cheek. Izuku nodded silently in response. He bowed to her goodbye before walking the hallway toward the elevator.
As he was walking toward the elevator, it wasn't to his surprise that Katsuki was standing beside his door as Izuku passed. He wasn't alone. Eijiro accompanied the blond. Katsuki was wearing his usual trademark grin on his face. Eijiro was holding the very tuxedo that Izuku saw in his text.
"Just keeping it on ice," exclaimed Katsuki while Eijiro was covering his mouth to hide his laughter. "Splat! Please, Shouto, don't leave! Splat!"
It was quite typical for the jeering Katsuki to use a certain quote from American Pie. Nevertheless, Izuku tried not to pay it any thought. Even as he felt the heat of their bullying, he kept telling himself that he was going to have a great time.
He pressed the button for the bottom floor with his fingers. Butterflies were filling his stomach. He became lightheaded, feeling the surrealness of how close he was on taking Shouto out on a date.
With his breath mints from Uraraka, cue cards from Iida, and of course, protection from Mirio, he was ready for his date.
'Eighth floor' The robotic feminine voice of the elevator made its presence known as the doors slid. Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat as he stepped inside.
As he pressed the button to the ground floor, the final act of Katsuki and Eijiro was in progress. "Hey, Deku!" Izuku begrudgingly watched their next phase of bullying him. Arms spread as the best friends showcased their opened white buttoned-down shirts, black pants, and sunglasses as they wanted to give Izuku a 'proper sendoff.'
"And I'll take with me the memories
To be my sunshine after the rain
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday"
The duo teasingly sang acapella while trying their best not to laugh.
Izuku returned it with a middle finger with his drooping eyelid before the doors were closed.
Twenty minutes and a brief chase from Katsuki and Eijiro later….
Izuku was told by Shouto that she didn't live far from the suburbs of Musutafu Valley. However, perception of measure on 'how far' was based on the beholder.
"You're not nervous, are you, sport?" It was the Uber driver that was speaking to Izuku. The black-haired, black bow driver has been very friendly upon entering the vehicle. "If you feel queasy, I have Alka-Seltzer in the back compartment. I also keep ginger ale in the mini-fridge in the center of the console.
"Thanks...um…" Izuku stammered as he was trying to read the driver's name. "How do you pronounce your name?"
"It's pronounced Ba-la-kay," she said. "However, I hate that name. So, you could call me, Kitty, cutie."
"Kitty," replied Izuku. "Sure, thanks!"
"Think nothing of it," she replied cheerfully. "Loving the threads." She winked at him. "Going on a date?"
"Yes, ma'am," he answered shyly.
"Don't call me, ma'am. I am not that far in age from you," she said as she kept her eyes on the road. "Who's the lucky lady?"
"Shouto Todoroki," he replied softly. "Honestly, I can't say she is lucky."
The black-haired driver blew a raspberry. "Nonsense, cutie. You're a handsome lad. If I could, I would give you a ring." She pursed her lip. "Well, I could crack the Arc and… nah, I am joshing with you, lassie."
It was a few moments later when the Mercedes came to a roundabout with a fountain at the center, swept around it, and continued up toward a fantastic sprawling house. It was Victorian, redbrick topped with copper domes and spires that had long ago turned green. There must have been at least a hundred windows on five floors facing the drive. It was a house that just didn't know where to stop.
Holy Esdeath! Living modestly, my ass!
"Wow," whistled Kitty. "You certainly got yourself a keeper." She parked at the center of the home. Izuku watched as she walked out of the car and opened the door for him. "For you, I turn off the meter. Go get her, kid."
Izuku nodded thanks as he was getting out of the car. He became stunned when he felt something gripping his back pocket. He turned to his driver, Kitty. "If all else fails, I don't mind being your runner-up."
Izuku wasn't sure if Shouto was watching so he ignored the obvious piece of paper in his back pocket as he approached the door. As he walked, tiny lights emitted as it led him to the entrance.
Nervously, he pressed the doorbell. Suddenly, he became stunned when he realized that he completely forgot to bring roses or even a corsage. Before he contemplated turning around, the door opened.
"Who in the hell is pressing my doorbell at this hour?"
Izuku became nervous when hearing the angry tone of a brute standing over him. Judging by his appearance, he could see the likeness in Shouto. He was looking in the eyes of her father. The father immediately grabbed Izuku by the collar, which made him dangle.
"Can't speak? Announce yourself. Jehovah's Witness, Strippergram, Avon, Jerry's Kids," barked Mr. Todoroki. "Judging by your awkward appearance, probably UNICEF!"
"No, sir," he mustered to say. "I am Izuku Midoriya. I am here to take your daughter out on a date."
Mr. Todoroki pressed his face closer to the dangling Izuku. "Who? Which one? Fuyumi?"
"S-s-sh-sh," stammered Izuku.
"T-t-t-t-today, Junior," retorted Mr. Todoroki.
"Shouto," he managed to say.
"Oh, Shouto," retorted Mr. Todoroki with a more calmer voice. "Oh, my bad!" He lowered Izuku back to the ground. "You're Hisashi's boy, Izuku, are you?"
"Yes, sir. Hisashi is my father," replied Izuku nervously.
"Enji Todoroki," replied Mr. Todoroki. "I know your father very well. Very well!"
Izuku produced a nervous smile. "Do you?"
"Indeed," said the smiling Enji before his face returned to default. "Get your ass against this wall." Izuku felt the sheer force of Shouto's father as he was pressed against the door. "Your father's agency got me knee deep in financial trouble." He had Izuku's arms and legs spread out as if he was being interrogated by police. "You're like your father? Wanna rip people off and fuck people's futures?"
"No, sir," answered Izuku nervously.
"Got any weapons on you, boy?"
"No, sir!"
"Any drugs? You're on that shit?"
"No, sir!"
"You're smoking that shit?"
"No, sir," replied the stammering Izuku.
"Fuck with my 401K and tax returns, Hisashi Midoriya," barked Enji. "Now, you're trying to fuck my daughter by bringing your son. On Sienna's grave, the devil is a liar!" Izuku felt the fear when feeling a certain item being pulled from his back pocket - his box of condoms. "What is that, boy?"
Izuku was nervously stumbling. "B-b-b-b-bubble gum, sir?!"
Enji stared at the box before tossing it aside. "We're going to pretend that it is 'b-b-b-bubble gum.'" He glared at the nervous Izuku. "You're a virgin?"
"Yes, sir!"
Enji smiled as he gripped Izuku's collar, feeling the heat of the wrathful father's breath. "Good! Keep it that way because there isn't going to be any fucking tonight."
"Hey, Pops! Who's condoms are on the floor? Did I drop them by mistake?"
If the situation wasn't getting any better, incoming was another Todoroki. Izuku recognized him as he was nicknamed the homewrecker of Musutafu. Toya Todoroki approached his father while holding onto a water bottle. Upon seeing Izuku, he cracked a smile. "What's up, White Bread!"
"Recognize him," asked Enji to Toya.
"Yeah, I do," replied Toya. "Kid saw me a few times sneaking out of wives' residences and hotels. But, he's not a snitch." He belched onto Izuku's face. "If you're looking for a finder's fee, you can get it from the wives."
"He isn't here for that," retorted Enji. "This kid is taking your sister out on a date."
"Fuyumi," questioned Toya.
"No! Shouto," answered Enji.
Toya cracked a smile. "Oh! Shouto?!" Toya reached over and patted Izuku's shoulders. "Finally grew some balls from under that camel toe." He clicked his tongue. "Impressed!" Izuku's face lowered when Toya turned to see the discarded boxes of condoms on the floor. "Wait a minute?" Enji had to block Toya as he was trying to lunge at Izuku.
"Chill! Chill! He's neutralized...for now," said Enji.
"Thinking about dicking down my sister, Midoriya," questioned Toya.
"No, sir," he replied nervous.
"Wanna play the get back game, Midoriya," questioned Toya angrily. "I didn't come after your Mom. Or at least not yet."
"No, sir!"
"Toya just got a summons to go to court after being caught with another man's woman," said Enji to Izuku. "He might be facing time for a weapon's charge."
"Why you're airing my business out there, Pops," questioned Toya. "I don't air yours. At least when I face my opposition, I use force and not with friendly fire." The older brother spat on the floor. "Matter of factly, Midoriya, did time?"
"No!"
"Can you fight?"
"I can, sir!"
"Toya, I got this. I don't need a cheerleader," said Enji.
"Look, Pops. If this little scared turtle wants to take my sister out, then he has to learn how to fight," said Toya. "If White Bread can't fight, then she can't go."
"But, Toya," said Izuku.
Toya extended his hand to Izuku's face. "Shut up! Grown folks talking."
"But, Toya!"
"Shut the hell up before I knock the shell off your back and replace it with a real shell in your ass," scoffed Toya.
"Boys! Are you really going to intimidate Shouto's adorable friend? Really?"
From the distance, Izuku saw Mrs. Todoroki. She was smiling. Then, right behind Mrs. Todoroki was the blushing Shouto. Izuku's heart skipped a beat when seeing Shouto's appearance. There was a steadiness to her, as if all the storms in the world were a whispering breeze if she was there. She was kind and clever, perhaps that's what drew people to her. It was as if she knew she was born to be a queen of the earth, one who helped others, using her brain to fix whatever needed fixing. She was sporting the outfit that she mentioned to Izuku earlier in a text.
Breathtaking, thought Izuku.
"I apologize, Izuku, for my playful husband and son," she said as she approached the men. She stood in the center of the two. "You look very well." She turned to Shouto. "C'mon, Shouto, don't be nervous."
Izuku nervously smiled when seeing the Iwa no Hana approached his line of sight. "Evening, Izuku!"
"Evening," he nervously replied.
"Is that the Uber," questioned Mrs. Todoroki. "I wanted to tip her so that she can make this trip extra safe."
"C'mon, Izuku," said Shouto as she followed her mother.
As Izuku was about to leave, he was pulled again by Enji and Toya. "Have my daughter back home at midnight. Not 12:01, not 12:06. If I see that carriage turn into a pumpkin, then I am on the road, armed and loaded." He placed his lips to his ear. "And I will be hunting your ass down."
Toya approached himself on the other side of his ear. "And you already know that if he is there, then I am there. Turning the whole block into 400 degrees. So, I suggest the only ass you should be watching is your ass. Wakarimasu ka?"
"Wakarimasu ne," replied Izuku.
"Cool," said Toya.
Toya and Enji released him. "Have fun! Be safe, sweetie," they said to Shouto.
"Bye, Daddy! Bye, Toya," said Shouto as she entered the Uber.
As Izuku approached the car, Mrs. Todoroki stopped him. "I am sorry for my family's intrusion. This is Shouto's first time out on a little date."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Listen, Izuku. I don't want you to be nervous around my daughter," said Mrs. Todoroki. "And don't be around your Uncle Enji and Toya!"
Izuku nodded in agreement. "Yes, ma'am."
She gripped his hand. "Yet, you should nervous around me." The bulge from her forehead was apparent. She had an angry overly protective mother kind of smile. "Bring my daughter back in one piece. I mean all together mentally, physically…" She put her grip on his neck. "...sexually!" She continued to smile. "I do laundry and I see something other than white, then I might have to break your arm to break even. Understood?"
Izuku nodded nervously and quickly. Mrs. Todoroki let him go. "Have fun, Icchan! Stop staring at me with those gorgeous eyes."
Izuku entered the backseat of the vehicle. Shouto was excited when she saw Izuku enter. "Wow, Izuku. You clean up nice."
"Thanks! So do you!"
"Ready to have a great time?"
"Sure!"
"Great! I am going to make sure that this is a night to remember."
That is if I make it before the night is over.
To be continued….
BD: Didn't expect the "Bad Boys II" Reggie moment in this. That was certainly funny!
GOTA: I expect you to do this whenever a boy asks our daughter out on a date.
BD: You would enjoy that.
GOTA: You know it!
BD: I don't know! If I were Izuku, this would be my ONLY date.
GOTA: Stay tuned for more!