Kaina was annoyed as she tried to tell her latest fuck buddy that she was no longer interested. The rogue hero was only looking for a cheap fling, something to do. No matter the race, the gender, the size, the girth, anything that could get her rocks off.

"Are you breaking up with me?!" The lesser known Pro Hero was informing her as he had his hand against the wall. Kaina paid it no mind. Her eyes rolled like dust in the wind.

She lightly scoffed, slowly putting her hand to push him back. "Why does it matter? Never said that we were in a relationship. No thought where you got that idea."

The tan-skinned man looked perplexed, as if he was becoming a skeptic on what was penetrating his ears. A fair contrast to last night when she was hollering his name and cumming her brains out. So, where in the hell was this change of pace coming from was his thought.

"C'mon, Kaina," he tried to say before she grabbed his collar. Her eyes stared at him with such annoyance.

"Never call me that. Never were you given permission to call my name." She leaned back to the wall. She was being nice. By now, she could have kicked his crown jewels, blasted him into kingdom come. Wouldn't be the first time she has done it. "Tsutsumi or Lady Nagant. Nothing more, nothing less. And speaking of less," she informed him as she felt the cornering of spaces was annoying her. "It's time to make yourself scarce."

As she tried to walk away, he took hold of her arm. "Please. Give me another chance." The sense of urgency was dire. As if being rejected was sinking his entire world. "What did I do? I can take care of you. Get you reinstated. I know some guys that can give me some pull."

She rolled her eyes again. "It seems like you fail to understand the intent of where I am going with this." She extended her fingers. "We're done, finished, finito, it's a wrap…and speaking of which, if I am late, then that's another head to tally." She pinched his hand forcefully. "Now, make yourself scarce or I will be forced to do something I most likely will not regret."

Kaina made another attempt to move. She really didn't like being in the elements like this. It wasn't as if anyone was particularly looking for her. The last thing worrying her was a dreadful reminder of…that day.

She made a few paces from the corner — eyeing the train station, she could hitch a ride and head back….

"I won't be ridiculed or treated like this!"

…!

The tan-skinned Pro Hero rushed into her direction, both fists wrapped and a stance as if he was ready for battle. Kaina looked unscathed as if she was prepared to add another body count to her belt. As she licked her lips and prepared her stance, she then heard something from the opposite direction.

"Hey, buddy!"

The purple-and-black-haired girl looked and saw a short emerald-haired teenager approaching him. She eyed the urgency that was shown on his face. The great intervenor when it comes to danger. She wasn't alarmed as if it wasn't the first nor the last time she has dealt with foes. However, seeing the look on his face as a young boy who was prepared to save the day, to save the damsel in distress, in a way it was kind of cute.

The tan-skinned Pro Hero turned around and saw the boy blockading his direction to Kaina. "Who are you?"

The emerald-haired boy turned to the man's direction. "Who I am, doesn't matter. What does matter is what you're not going to do."

"Can it, kid. This ain't your fight!"

"Doesn't matter. You're not going to touch that woman."

The lesser known Pro Hero drew a smile on his face. "Oh! So, you're the little hero that could." He clicked his tongue, turning his attention to him. "Isn't that sweet." He observed the boy's uniform. "Hero School, huh? A hero in training." He snickered. "A little pup who has lost his way and wants to take on the big dogs, huh?"

The tan-skinned man walked towards the teen. The teen's expression hasn't changed, just knowing that he was going to give him a lesson to never take on a pro without having a plan. "Listen, kid. Don't know where this almighty attitude is coming from, but I suggest you drop. If you still want to have your balls, I suggest you take it elsewhere." He reached out and grabbed the boy's collar.

"You see little pup, that there is my bitch. Go and fetch your own." He snickered. "Or else I can knock you out and make you my bitch." The man's true colors were exposed as he grabbed the boy's chin. "You can play a fallen hero as you cry out to your mama on your crushed walnuts while watching me plow this piece of sexy ass that you can never get. Underst—!"

The Pro Hero became frozenly stiff when he felt those very walnuts being cracked from his shell. The emerald-haired teen stared, face frowned as he used his knee against the hero's groin.

"First of all, the name is Izuku Midoriya," retorted the emerald-haired teen. "Secondly, if you're gonna call me pup, then understand that in a litter of pups, there is always a runt." He used his shoe to kick the man's side. "And for the record, it doesn't matter if it is or isn't your fight, I am gonna make it mine as you don't not put your hands on a woman." Izuku could have gone further but he wasn't a man of violence — for villains and villains alone. This disgraced Pro Hero wasn't worth his energy or time, let the council decide what was best.

As the man grabbed hold as he was in pain, Kaina watched the entire scene. Perplexed, surprised, just stunned that some kid would take his precious time on some little squabble. She couldn't call herself that most stunning girl in the world. Sporting a green beret, overly worn white t-shirt and acid-wash jeans, plus going a day or two without a shower, she wasn't the best appearance.

"Wow, look at this kid," she thought to herself as she watched him approach the now-'wounded' hero.

"I think you should apologize to this lady for ever thinking of putting your hands on her own," he responded. "That could be your mother. Unless you look at your mother as a punching bag as well."

The man coughed loudly. "Don't think, kid, that this here means I am finished."

Izuku crouched down and proceeded to grab the hero's hair. "Apparently your ears fail to perform when getting the message. Apologize or else you will make me make you become a eunuch." A subtle threat, the boy thought, but enough to put his point across.

"Fine!" He shifted his head to the direction of Kaina as she remained standing. "I…am…sorry…for wanting to…hurt…you!"

Izuku smiled. "Good!" He stood up and dusted his hands. Something that wasn't on the schedule — the kid was heading back to Alliance Heights after leaving the drink bar. He lost his ID and was trying to backtrack where he could have lost it. The last thing he wanted to do was to report to Aizawa-sensei that he lost his ID.

Unless carrying pails of watered sand was becoming luxurious to do.

Seeing that was done, he was going to check on the lady-in-question. "Ma'am, I don't have any idea what was that about, but are you o—"

She wasn't in sight. Besides the groaning man still on the ground, it was him standing on the sidewalk. He scratched his head, certain that he saw a woman moments ago. Did that strike from Kacchan during practice today caused him to lose his mind? He shook away those thoughts. A good deed was accomplished nonetheless, hopefully that hero would focus his energy on striking villains and not women.

He wasn't going to report him, thinking that strike to the groin was punishment enough. Plus, he needed to find his ID or else he would face punishment of his own. He turned toward the direction of Alliance Heights and sprinted back to school.

Meanwhile….

Kaina stood against the wall, watching the boy depart to parts unknown. Slightly panting as she made her quick exit, but there was more to the pant than a quick run.

"Never did I see someone that would come to my rescue like that. My God, that was quite charming!" Never in her life did she think there were those who could look at her and deemed her as "saveable." The creeps she has dealt with would have either joined or were working together in order to score. In some ways, she attracted that kind of attention, let alone encouraged it. What can she say? She was attracted to danger.

Kaina looked at the sky — rain was in the mist. However, that wasn't the only thing precipitating.

"That kid had a great body. He could look more than sixteen, seventeen. I know that uniform. UA High School, so that kid is one of those upper tier heroes." Izuku was her name, as she recalled. Impressed that he would mention a name to a complete stranger, let alone not wanting to be known in case of repercussions. "God, can't think of the last time I have dealt with kids like him. Kids with something to prove. Knowing him, I am pretty sure heroism isn't the only thing he is ignorant of."

In her hands, she eyed the name, the description, the very thing that identified the boy and his whereabouts. If Izuku would have looked a few feet closer, he would have found his ID. "Izuku Midoriya, huh," she said as she cradled the ID Card. "Young, nubile, obviously naive." She clicked her tongue. "I can tell he has potential, but that is something I would like to see firsthand."

She licked her lips fervently as she disappeared into the alley.

Later that evening….

Izuku bowed to Aizawa-sensei as he exited the classroom. The Eraser hero had mercy on him. Instead of carrying pails of wet sand, he would be carrying pails of water up and down the bleachers until the sun sets. His teacher must be in a good mood — either Ms. Joke was getting on his good side or the hard-to-resist Eri must have gotten to him, nevertheless carrying pails of water was cake.

"Hopefully Uraraka or Iida will let me share some of their food tomorrow." The kid was short of money. Should have never listened to Bakugo to use half his pocket money to pay for his cover and bus fare. He tried not to let it get to him. After all, what he had done today was a deed of its own and good deeds always return unvoided.

As he whistled a Juice Wrld as he returned to the commons, he saw a familiar face.

"Hey, Deku!" It was the class 1-B president Itsuka that caught his eye. Sitting on the bench as she was finishing putting on her shoes, she welcomed him with a smile as they crossed paths. "Surprised to see you out this late? Were you supposed to be at the drink bar with the boys?"

"Lost my ID I am afraid. Wouldn't let me in without verification."

"Didn't think it was necessary. Isn't the drink bar all ages?"

"Look…regardless what it is, I still need that ID." He dropped his head, knowing his Friday afternoon was shot working out his punishment. At least it was the approaching weekend.

She produced a sincere smile. "Things happen for a reason." She tied the final lace. "Sometimes we won't understand until the time is right."

He could look at it that way. He should but right now, he would love to go back to the drink bar. After all, there was a certain black-haired neko girl with the cute bow that caught his eye. "What reason are you here?"

"Kodai needed help, decided to stay behind. In fact, she should be heading this week."

"Going back to the dorms?"

"Yeah. Gotta study for Kayama-sensei's exam."

The exam — the boy completely forgot about that. Yet again, he was in the top ten, so even if he forgot, he could cram in the morning and still manage to walk out with a B-average. Itsuka extended her hand to his shoulder, gripping it firmly. "If you want, it wouldn't hurt to have a spare leg. It gets boring sometimes with just Kodai. I would enlist Tokage or Komori, but no time for games."

He put his finger to his lip. "I don't mind…as long as we keep it in the living area."

"Your class common area in an hour," she asked.

"Sure!"

"Great!" Her rosy cheeks were tinted. "See you then." She rushed in the opposite direction. As she did, the boy saw a glimpse of her panties — red and white striped.

"Shimapan!" The kid said to himself before returning to his thoughts. He shook his head, now knowing his plans for the evening have changed. At least he could study and possibly get some snacks from the 1-B class president and the silent beauty. Probably could help Iida with a solid, especially since the engine hero has been eyeing her for quite some time.

Meanwhile….

Lady Nagant was displeased with what she had seen. That dull-as-dishwater jizz rag had the gull to speak what she had already claimed as rightfully hers.

She twisted her beret tightly, trying hard not to rush over and dragged that Pippi Cum-stocking to the gates of hell where she belonged. She had to be subtle. Already having one body on her belt, she didn't want to do anything to stir suspicion. After all, it took some convincing toward a certain grapeheaded dwarf to allow her entry into the premises.

She was thankful that she didn't have to do much. A touch of boob here and a touch to the ass there, and the poor lad pulled a Jackson Pollock in his pants. Excusing himself to the restroom, she took the opportunity to scroll through the school directory and found Izuku's dorm room.

With a set of binoculars, she stood from his window and watched the two depart for the night. She was going to make sure that Izuku wasn't going to return to the filthy wretch.

A little bit later….

Izuku decided to stop by the nearby deli and grabbed some snacks. A friendly gesture as well as a token of appreciation for Kodai and Kendou. Afterwards, he rushed toward his dorm to change clothes and then meet the girls in the living room.

When making it to the main entrance, he felt his phone buzzing. "A message." Izuku grabbed his phone and saw that it was Itsuka who sent the text.

"Sorry, Deku! Change of venue. Meet me at the library. Kodai felt it was a bit safer than being in a place filled with boys. Sorry, you know how Yui-chan is. See ya in a bit!"

He wasn't that alarmed about Yui's ill-feelings of the opposite sex. It mattered not as his intent was to help them study versus dealing with one's insecurities. Still, he needed to go upstairs to change and get a backpack to conceal the snacks.

As he headed to the stairs, he was a bit surprised that the library was still open past its usual hours. He shrugged his hours, citing it as giving more serious learners some alone time to focus.

Meanwhile….

Kaina cracked her neck — the deed was done. Quite convenient to intercept the tomboy and her silent friend on the way to their room. They exchanged in a friendly banter, convincing the two to derail their plans if they value to see themselves walking into an agency unscathed in the future.

Pippy Cum-stocking had quite a mouth and she kind of got angry at Kaina's request. Admittedly and despite her attempts of subtleness, the rogue hero kind of got angry as well.

No worries at the end. No one was dead, let alone maimed. She could say that the girls wouldn't do anything for the time being — since their evening has been already booked.

Groans and moans filled the dorm room as Kaina stared at the now-naked beauties. She wasn't sure why Itsuka had these toys in her backpack. She wasn't sure why there were even condoms and a love letter processing to the boy that was already claimed as her pet.

Kaina cracked a smile as the sounds of rotors muffled the noises of the girls that were tied to each other to the bed. Red strings of fate tightly coiled around nipple to nipple between the girls. A two headed dildo rumbling and gurgling, deflowering their ripe rosebuds. Ball and gags, tear-stained faces, ill-attempts of trying to tear the ropes to escape. She had to be honest, if she wasn't too busy going after her pet, she would have some kinky fun with these girls.

"Thanks for help, Itsuka," said Kaina as she tossed the phone back on the bed. "It would be wise not to talk about what had happened. Get it? Knot?"

Itsuka groaned angrily, wanting nothing more to beat the living hell out of her for seizing the opportunity for alone time with her Izuku.

"I wouldn't get this aggravated. Can't promise what the others would think if they see you like this," she said as she giggled. "Nah! This is high school, experimentation reigns supreme, tee-hee!" She dusted her hands off and walked to the door. "Don't worry. I'll be sure to make him cum his brains out as he screams out my name. Ta-ta!"

She closed the door behind and rushed toward the stairs. After all, no good owner should leave their pets alone.

To be continued….