Hey, guys! GOTA, here, with another yandere(?) monster girl story. And yes, it involves another vampiress with a twist. More so on Izuku's end (per usual). In this particular arc, Izuku spends the evening at an arcade when he encounters a mysterious manager called 'Willow.' Izuku enjoys Willow's company but Willow enjoys Izuku a little too much. What will...well, we can guess where it will lead. Enjoy!

Tonight is going to be a cold one. I can feel it in the air.

He zipped his windbreaker to the collar as he crossed the street to get to his destination. A line of cars watched as the young gentleman extended his hand to drivers that he was crossing the street. The cold hit his fingertips, acting as a thermometer to alert of the obvious chill. He wished he would have gotten those gloves before he left the house. His mother worried that if he continued to forget those things, he would catch a cold. That never really worried him. He always had a strong constitution when fighting the elements. Sickness was a rarity like his fondness of being outdoors. Two things that can never keep Izuku Midoriya down - being sick and heading outdoors.

At sixteen years old, Izuku kept a steady head when it came to his direction. He claimed to get it from his father. His mother debated that theory. Regardless of whose genes he inherited, he knew that being a hero was the direction he was going for. His plans for being the greatest Pro Hero were going to be in fruition. That was all he wanted to do. He never wanted much. He was a simple child. His demands were bare. He listened to his parents. He took care of his responsibilities. He kept decent grades in school; enough to get him qualified for college. He was never troublesome. He had his best friend, Tenya and a small handful of friends. He didn't have a girlfriend, but it didn't matter. What he had was enough to keep him satisfied.

Once in his Pro Hero History class, Izuku had to write his own definition of average. In his words it was defined, doing the minimum without exceeding or descending. Being in the middle; not doing too much or doing too little. His response was somewhat received by his teacher. He made a B on that assignment. It didn't faze him at all.

He made it across the street where his destination was adjacent from the shopping center. The shopping center was recently erected nearly a year ago. What used to be a vacant lot was converted into a multipurpose shopping venue. What he heard on the news that the point of the shopping center was to bring culture into his vanilla town. Vanilla, he thought as he chewed on a piece of gum. He knew that the mayor wanted to bring something to the bland city. He couldn't blame him. A sleepy town nestled in the Casablanca-like city of Musutafu was going to bring people from many walks of life. So standing beside him was a two-story gray marble building. An array of restaurants, variety stores, beauty supplies, a bakery, and a dental office was his proof of showing the alleged culture of the town.

He walked by the billboards displaying their shops in different languages. He smelled the incense coming from the African beauty supply shop. The smell of tamagoyaki from the upstairs Japanese restaurant was appealing. The variety store was holding a sale on winter gear for the approaching spring. All of which didn't matter to Izuku because his destination was the arcade.

The arcade was built a few months after the shopping center. The owner, which owned Yanagi's Games and Burgers, and a connoisseur of Sega, Atari, and Nintendo attempted to bring the '90s into its former glory. Word around school was that the owner went overseas and bought the machines secondhand. Abandoned merchandise that was collecting dust in some warehouse in Thailand or Malaysia or someplace. Regardless, he was itching for some retro playing and he had enough coins to last him through the day.

The area itself was empty on Fridays. The Garden District was not that top choice for the residence. Many of its residence was either heading to Hosu or either to the new multiplex in town. Izuku hasn't got a chance to check it out. According to Tenya, the theatre has reclining cushioned seats, 3-D in every room, and every five movies you attend, free popcorn on the sixth purchase. That was where Tenya and including his parents were going tonight. Not Izuku, he chose the other route. He intended to spend all evening emptying his pockets on Monster Hunter, Mortal Kombat, and Fatal Instinct. Therefore, that was what he was planning to do. He didn't mind. It wasn't wrong being by himself, he concluded.

The watch on the front door displayed it to be a quarter after seven. About four hours to get his video game grind on and munch on some chili cheese nachos. The bell ringed as he opened the door, alerting anybody that somebody was here. Where was everybody? He scanned and saw just humming monitors of machines that needed to be played. The neon lights and glitter of this arcade wonderland was making the young Izuku water.

This beats the multiplex any day, he thought. He chagrined at the approach of the coin machine. He had to exchange in tokens with dollars. He went to the counter so he can get his tokens and play. He pressed the bell for a worker. He waited a few seconds before someone exited from the door that said Management.

A young woman walked out of the door with a lovely look of pure beauty. She was wearing gothic lolita clothing. Her legs were clad in black lace high heel boots. Her dress was long and frilly, something that reminded Izuku of Harajuku-Japanese fashion or Misa Amane's character in Death Note. Her long black hair flowed like a river of silk. Her face was a ghastly white but reminded him of a china doll. She wore black gloves on each hand that extended to her elbows. What completed the set was donning the black umbrella beside her as she walked to the register. She didn't look like an employee, but a girl preparing for a cosplay convention.

She gently made her way to him. She pursed her lips as if she was preparing for the next move. She drew her eyes at Izuku. Those green eyes were very alluring, to the point why he was there in the first place.

"Welcome to Valkyrie's." There was a strong musk of perfume that impacted his nostrils. It smelled of strawberries and bubblegum. Her breath smelled of cherries. Her voice was deep, but such maturation. Just those three words made assurance to Izuku that she was the woman in charge. "How can I help you this evening, child?"

He shook his head to return to the matter at hand. "Yes, ma'am," he mustered to say. "I wanted to exchange these coins to get some tokens."

She waved her hands, suggesting to the emerald-haired teen to give her the coins. He reached into his pocket, jumbling to get the coins to the woman. It hit the table with a sharp impact. He whispered and bow as an apology as if he broke a rule. The woman laughed as she covered her mouth. He saw her well-manicured nails and they were sharp to the tip.

She counted the coins before opening up the register to give Izuku some bills. "You're the first customer I had today," she managed to say as she handed the bills to him. "Was the multiplex full this evening?"

"No, ma'am. That was not it. I like playing video games. I prefer that than sit."

"That makes one of you. A pity, I thought that this arcade would pull customers."

"How long have you been here?"

"A few weeks. I am the general manager here. Yanagi hired me to help him out. I go way back with the old man," she winked.

"Well, I know his granddaughter, Reiko Yanagi."

"Really? Is she a cutie like you?"

His eyes stared blankly at the mysterious damsel before she began grinning. "Just kidding. About Reiko's being cute."

He laughed to not bring any further awkwardness. He thanked her as he put the bills into his pocket.

"Listen, what is your name by the way?"

He turned the mysterious beauty. "Izuku Midoriya."

"Izuku," she retorted. "A great name for such an emerald-haired cutie. Are you an explorer?

"What?"

She chuckled. "Just a little humor. Your last name is Midoriya and it means green valley...well you know."

He rubbed the back of his head. "I get that a lot sometimes. Well, honestly, not really."

"Jesus, you're adorable" She got comfortable, leaning her chin on her hand while her elbow rested on the counter. "I am sorry. I didn't give you my name. The name is Willow."

"That is a pretty name. Any reason for it? Is it like a flower or something."

"Something like that," she chuckled while covering her mouth. "It is a nickname. My name is sort of complicated. I am unsure if there is a direct translation for it."

Izuku laughed. "That is funny. If I can take a guest. Maybe something of Nordic or Scandinavian or Icelandic?"

"Close, but still a bit from the European wave. It is a big place, Izuku."

"Judging by your accent, I am a bit close."

"You are smart, Izuku. However, I am more Japanese than anything." She winked at him. "Are you in school?"

"Second Year. A junior."

She hissed loudly. "I remember those days. Feels like centuries since then."

"Like what, seven, eight years ago?"

She purred. He felt the chuckle vibrating coming from her as well. "Quite some time ago. You wouldn't believe you if I tell you." She looked at the arcade games before returning her sights on him. "Tell you what? I am in a good mood this evening." She pulled some token from the register. Must've been for reservation, he thought. "Since you are the only one here and since you are being friendly, why not play some games together. On me."

"Sure, I don't mind. In fact, that would be great!"

Izuku honestly wanted a partner. There was a Mario Kart 64 and Cruisin' World game nearby. He caught it as he entered the place. With nothing but time on his hands, he commenced to gaming.

Willow and Izuku played Mario Kart 64. Both combated in skills as both desired to win first place. He chose Luigi and she chose Peach. They used every trick of the trade for victory. It was on the final lap where Izuku was in the lead. It disappeared when Willow shot a turtle shell, defeating him. Willow tossed peace signs to the emerald-haired teen for her winning.

"Boo-yah! Gotcha, sucka!" She stuck her tongue out and put her thumbs in her ears. "I told you I am the boss of this game." She smiled widely, which made him noticed her teeth.

"Some sharp canines," he said. "Wouldn't come close to any meal you like."

"All to sink my teeth into you, my cutie dear!"

"What?"

"Did I mention you have some girlish looks about you?"

"What?"

Willow swayed her arms. "Never you mind, Izuku. Let's say the cold was getting to me. My teeth are a bit sensitive."

Izuku nodded, trying not to make that recent talk any awkward. "You would make a run for my money if I were near any chow lines or noodle stands."

She giggled. "You're funny, Izuku. I, too, would be careful as well. They can definitely shred some things, especially meals."

He rubbed the back of his head. "It was a good game. Honestly, it was. It feels good to lose sometimes."

"You sound like it is a bad thing by your tone of voice. Is everything okay?"

"It's fine. I don't want it to concern you."

"Hey," she interjected while placing her hands on her hips. "We played games. We made a bond. We are basically siblings. I don't mind being a big sister to you. You can share your deets with me, girlfriend." The latter half she chuckled.

"Just changes is all. Everything feels so out of touch these days. Nothing is really the same."

"I am more than welcomed to talk about it."

"Nah, just a feeling. Want to play some more?"

"Sure. Let me get so more tokens."

Izuku and Willow played games from Mortal Kombat to Starfox to Street Fighter to Pac-Man. He was easily wrapped up in his game until he realized that it was close to closing time. He looked at his cell phone. "Man, that was fun, Willow. You were awesome to play with. A worthy opponent!"

"Thanks, Izuku. I will show you some ropes on how you can beat me next time."

"Really?"

"Sure, kid. It sucks to win all of the time. Like you said, 'it feels good to lose sometime.'"

Izuku didn't respond, but he was thankful to meet a new companion. "It is getting late. I don't want my parents to worry. I will get going." He turned and shook Willow's hand. "Thank you for playing with me. It was also nice to make your acquaintance."

"I can't agree more, Izuku. I look forward to next time."

Izuku waved goodbye to Willow before walking out of the arcade. Upon exiting, the entire shopping complex went to an entire halt. The area was consumed by darkness, with the exception of streetlights. Even as he turned around at the arcade, the glimmering neon lights were gone. He was all alone. Just a kid surrounded by dark structures.

"Tonight is going to be a cold one. I can feel it in the air," he said to himself.

No longer entertained by this, he ventured for home. As he walked the one-mile trek home, he saw the occasional car pass. The wind chill hit areas that were exposed to Izuku. He wished he did bring those gloves as he felt a snowflake hit his nose. Snow was in the forecast.

He walked two blocks from the Garden District when he began hearing a noise. It was shaking against the branch of the trees. At first, he thought it was an owl or an insect. He doubted because it was still winter. He continued until he heard hissing. He kept walking with a faster stride. But the hissing noise continued. What captivated Izuku on how close the sound was getting. Every time he walked, it was getting closer and closer and closer.

"Little Brother!"

As if out of the shadows, a tall figure emerged. Her skin was paler than the moon and her facial features flawless. Her dark eyes matching the night sky above perfectly. She walked over to him, her feet barely touching the ground.

It was the same girl from the arcade.

"Willow?"

The scent of honeydew filled his nose. He felt the hand dwindling around his neck.

"Oh, my pretty." The deep, feminine voice told Izuku. "Oh, my sweet Lily!"

Willow lowered her head beside his ear. Izuku felt her warm, heavy breaths. "Shh! Shh! Relax," said Willow. "You should get some rest."

Izuku muffled into her hand as he felt his neck become punctured. He felt her soft lips around his neck, contrasting its softness with the fierce, harsh pain of her fangs.

He felt his blood leaving his body, to be consumed from the lady in black. He heard her consuming it, licking the punctured wounds when finished.

She sighed loudly. "Oh, darling. You are so delicious. Just how I like you to be."

He heard her open his mouth as she went for a refill. He cried once more into her mouth. "Go to sleep, my sweetheart. We have a long night ahead."

"A long night ahead, my dearest Lily!"

Izuku opened his eyes but quickly closed them after the sensitivity of the blinding light. Upon his awakening, he, unfortunately, suffered a tremendous headache. As if he was the anvil, the hammer throbbed on his head very profusely. It made him feel nauseated, regrettably wished that he was still asleep. He coaxed himself into opening his eyes again. He slowly lifted his eyelids, one at a time. Once they were open, his first thought was on his surroundings.

Although dim, the room was blue with beautiful murals on the wall, hand painted by someone who knew what they were doing. A desk sat in one corner, stacked with volumes and volumes of books. A few shelves were pushed against the walls and filled with more books. Some books sat on the floor in front of the shelves.

He reverently rubbed his fingers along the silken mattress. He pressed her cheek to the cool, velvet pillows. The comforter was thin and irresistibly soft, like a billowing cloud.

Suddenly, a cool draft loomed around the emerald-haired teen; making him shiver. It was dim, but he could see everything in front of him. He reached for his pocket to get some warmth, but all he felt was bare flesh. His eyes widened and his heart beated when touching himself with his body.

Why do I have fleshy mounds? I don't remember having breasts.

"You are finally awake. Good!"

The savory, feminine yet familiar voice filled the room. He could hear her, but he couldn't see her. As he tilted his head. He saw the origin of the voice, Willow.

"You!" Immediately, Izuku covered his mouth. "What happened?! What happened to my voice? Why do I sound feminine?"

To be continued….

BD: Wow, GOTA! Genderbending vampire yandere story!

GOTA: A bit different and I know YOU will love it!

BD: You got it from the commenter who discussed a manga about a vampire hunter-turned-girl because of a vampire's feelings for him (her).

GOTA: Yep! Why not! A yuri wouldn't hurt. I am bi, by the way!

BD: Anyway! Have you decided which MHA girl or woman to use?!

GOTA: Honest to God, I don't know! I knew Willow was only a front. Maybe the viewers can decide which girl will play the role of lesbian vampire to Izuku!

BD: Yeah, who will be the vampiress to the genderbend Izuku?! Guess we won't know until later.