-Himiko-
It wasn't hard; a simple internet outage at the right time was all it took to distract Crusty while Team 1 made their way to the exit and out into the night. Himiko was expecting blonde bozos 2-6 to put up more of a fight, but it was surprisingly easy to convince them to stay behind and blow shit the fuck up.
Like maybe he needed to see someone because convincing them to stay behind and wreck shit was as simple as convincing a bunch of villains to switch sides based off one girls interaction during a kidnapping with a boy who she stabbed but then he bit her marking her as his and everything just flipped on its head then and he said that if she was good he could love her then they kissed like a real good kiss the kind where if it was in a movie the camera would zoom in the orchestra would come in the type that makes the panties drop and oh how they had fallen till that damn frog with those sexy legs had come in all kicking and stuff, but then they had to run away but she didn't want to run so now she had to get back to the boy but she couldn't leave these other people behind because they just needed to find that movie kiss so they would get better and Crusty was no follower of Mr. Stain he said he wanted to change things but all that really meant was putting himself on top not really helping anyone and letting all fall apart like his quirk….hmmm more on that later.
Where was she…oh yea, then there was Burnt Face, and he was just there for his bullshit. Still, he had been recruited by the Speaker Box, and that meant he wasn't in this for any other reason than what that guy had promised him. There was that wacko doctor who wanted to get samples of them. He made those Nomu, but the Nomu were with the Speaker Box guy, who was the real person in charge, and he had to be a quirk thief. Everyone in the underground heard the rumors of the quirk thief, and she knew he had to be the quirk thief because they were sent to bring back that lady's quirk, not the lady. They had to bring her back to deliver to Speaker Box, which meant he was the quirk thief. People didn't like to talk about him, but she knew his name; the Quack had said it once, All For One.
And well fuck that noise, so after they had a Twice brawl for all till there was one left standing, they made their escape, simple, right?
To keep the Blonde dipshit from wreaking their plans, they used quick sedatives once they were outside, and they could carry him like a burrito to the meet, mmm burrito.
"Hey, does anyone want to stop for a burrito on the way? I want one?" Himiko said.
"We shouldn't stop," Spinner sighed.
"BURRITOS RULE/ONLY IF IT IS A CHIMICHANGA!" was Twice's opinion.
"Oh, a shrimp burrito sounds so good," Magni said, licking her lips.
"Gross/Delicious."
"Cool, let's grab a burrito on the way," Himiko said, skipping ahead.
-The Exchange-
"Are you sure about this, Himi?" Magni asked as they looked at the back gates of U.A.
"No, but I have faith," she responded. "I have faith in Izuku. And if it goes tits up Twice, you know what to do."
"Make them all fucking pay/BURN THIS MOTHERFUCKER DOWN!" Twice seemed surprised by his response.
"See, you can agree," Himiko giggled at him. "Okay, guys, I am going out there. Watch for my signal," she turned to Magni. "You don't have to go with me; I can turn into you and carry him myself."
"Hell no, Himiko," Magni said, adjusting the sack of potatoes over her shoulder, otherwise known as Bakugo. "You are my ride or die; if this goes sideways, I am with you till the wheels fall off." Himiko could only smile and kiss Magni on the cheek as they stepped out of concealment and made their way to the back gate.
Himiko was a little nervous; self-doubt and worry crept into her mind; what if he was lying to her? What if this was all a trap? Not only was she risking herself but the others as well. Having others follow you into the unknown with nothing, but your words and willingness to believe in you was a heavy weight to bear. She closed her eyes momentarily and could envision warm, beautiful, soft green eyes looking back at her. Words that made her heart sore and soul dare to dream. She let loose a shuddering breath; one last time, she would risk everything on the most insane, fickle, deceptive, confusing, un-definable thing: Love.
Once they were within 25 yards of the gate, it opened, and standing there was a short, white-furred, anamorphic creature of some sort in a business suit. The pro heroes Midnight and Snipe, as well as the one person who made running impossible, also helped to ease her somewhat, All-Might.
Himiko and Magni stopped moving. Himiko took a step forward, and Magni looked around nervously. She pointed at the creature, "You must be Nezu."
"I am," Nezu said, stepping forward. "Then you must be Himiko; where are your other associates?"
"Hanging back in case you decide to screw us over," Himiko responded, looking over to All-Might. "You here to take us in?"
"NOT UNLESS THAT IS WHAT IS CALLED FOR," All-Might responded. "I HAVE TO ASK WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUNG BAKGUO?"
"Oh him, he is just asleep; he is too loud and stupid for us to make our way here without him messing all this up," Magni walked forward, holding out Bakugo; All-might met her and took the boy from Magni, walking him back and placing him behind the wall. "You have your student back. Where are our pardons?"
"He is in good shape, all things considering," a woman's voice said from behind the wall.
"Information?" Nezu said as Midnight handed him a folder.
"Bring it over, let Magni take a look while you and I talk," Himiko called out, "You can bring All-Might with you, but only All-Might." The groups meet; All-Might hand the folder to Magni, who starts reading. "Here is the location of Shigaraki; with him are Kurogiri, Dabi, and Mr. Compress. There are no Nomu's there. They are with the Quirk Thief and the Doctor." She noticed that All-Might seemed to stiffen at the words Quirk Thief.
"Have you met this Quirk Thief?" Nezu said his voice and smile were cheerful and almost playful, but not to Himiko; this was just a mask that Nezu was wearing.
"No, he normally talks through a speaker box, but rumors in the underground have been forever about the Quirk Thief. He is the guy in charge; Shigaraki answers to him, the doctor who makes those Nomu. I heard him say his name," Himiko smiled. "All for One."
A multitude of emotions played across All-Might. "He wanted us to bring that Pussy Cat girl to him, but the way it was relayed to us was to bring her quirk to him. That's how I knew it was the quirk thief."
"How did you come to work for him?" Nezu asked, watching Himiko closely. "We were recruited by a broker named Giran; we didn't go to work for him. We went to work for Shigaraki because we thought Mr. Stain was part of his little "League of Villains," Himiko paused. "I get it now, League of Villains, League of Legends…man, that guy is such a child."
Nezu arched an eyebrow at that comment, "Stain was not part of the League?"
"We thought he was, but Stain looked up to All-Might," he said, pointing at number one. "He always said that All-Might was the true hero that all others needed to be measured against. Not in it for the fame or glory, he used to talk about that shit for years."
"YEARS?" All-Might questioned.
"Yeah, he took care of me for a while, but that doesn't matter," Himiko waved her hand dismissively. "You see, if Shigaraki were a true believer like Stain, this would be different, but he just hates your guts and wants to kill you, destroy the system, and all that bullshit. He is saying that he wants to be on top of the new system that he has no ideas for and will be pure chaos. Don't get me wrong, I love some good chaos, but nothing will change; it probably gets worse, to be honest." Himiko shrugged, "Him and that Sensei All for One, it just sounds like the plot out of a comic book or some dumb shit like that."
"Can you tell us where he is?" Nezu pressed.
"No," Himiko's face brightened. "Tomorrow, Shigaraki is going to have an awful day when he goes to try and convert that stupid blonde to his League; that is when Blondy gets to go all murder explosion on their asses."
"I don't understand?" Nezu said. "How will he interrogate Mr. Bakugo when you deliver him to us?"
"Because we cloned him!" Himiko said, clapping. "Five times, to be exact."
"You have someone who can clone people?" Himi nodded. "And they have the quirk of the person?" again, Himi nodded. "Is this one of the people you brought with you?" another nod.
"WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT?" All-Might asked. "YOU SAID YOU FOLLOWED STAIN AND THAT IF SHIGIARAKI DID OR WANTED REAL CHANGE, THEN YOU MAY NOT BE HERE?"
"Acceptance first off," Himiko sighed. "And better laws in place to help people, to not label people just because of their quirk, or have them dismissed because of it. Magni, here is a girl." Nezu and All-Might looked at Magni. "And how she presents has been the source of endless ridicule and discrimination, so her only path was "villainy." I need blood, I have to drink it, I love it, but my parents didn't like that, and when they took me to a quirk counselor who told them that they took me to another and then another who told them they could fix me and I didn't need blood."
"By them denying you blood, it caused you to lash out after the thirst became too much," Nezu said, looking at Himiko differently. "The denial of blood along with the stereotype that comes with a blood quirk, which I am positive was accompanied by abuse from your parents when you would inevitably be caught after drinking the blood of an animal, lead to mental and emotional scaring."
"Yeah, sure," Himiko said, glossing over Nezu's response. "Twice quirk awakening fucked him up because there was nowhere he could go to get help. Only the rich can afford that; no one looks out for those in the street. No quirk training for those with problematic quirks so they can go on and lead a decent life." Himiko's demeanor was shifting from joyful to angry the more she talked. "You need licensing to use your quirk for business or just normal work; that takes money, and that takes training, and that is fucked up. It is all about the flash quirk: who cares if the person is a piece of trash."
Himiko pointed over to the area behind the wall, "You have that blonde asshole in your school who is so eager to fight and blow someone up that he doesn't fucking listen unless you threaten to cut off his balls. Acts like a raving lunatic in front of the whole nation, calls the boy I love DEKU!" Himiko eyes were filled with rage. "Did anyone see how he broke himself in that forest and fought with the passion and fire of a thousand suns? And that mother fucker has the nerve to call him Deku? Did anyone get that bastard some help after 1 minute with him? I could tell that dude ain't right in the head?"
"Himi," Magni said sternly.
"Ok, I'm cool, I'm Cool," Himiko took a deep breath. "Look, Mr. Principal, Mr. All-Might, we want a fresh start, some help, and I want to be with my Izuku. In exchange, I have provided all the information I promised. Magni?"
"I ain't no lawyer, but it all looks legit; there are some blank spots for names, but they couldn't fill that stuff in," Magni said, looking at the heroes. "But we have to stay here at U.A, and shit till we get rehabilitated, so kind of like a fancy jail but provisions, food, money kind of shit. It says as long as we don't act all crazy, we can leave campus and shit."
"Do I get to go to class with Izuku?" Himiko said, staring at Nezu. "That is part of the deal; I get to be with my Izuku."
"Yes," Nezu said. "Himiko Toga, I welcome you to U.A."
Himiko smiled, turned, and waived her hand over her head, cautiously Twice and Spinner emerged. "Twice and Spinner," she said, bowing to Nezu, "We are in your care. So when can I see my precious Izuku again."
"He is still recovering in the hospital but will be discharged tomorrow," Nezu smiled. "We will see about him stopping by. If you follow me, I will show you 4 to your accommodations."
"I won't do well in Jail/I will make you my BITCH!" Twice said as he walked up.
-Staff Meeting-
"So this undoubtedly a trap is being set up to catch you off guard," Nezu said to All-Might.
"It would seem so," replied All-Might in his deflated form; it wasn't time for secrets anymore, not with All for One about to reemerge; the entire staff had sat there while the All-Might they knew had laid himself bare to them. Telling them all the truth about himself, his quirk, and his relationship with Izuku.
"Once we have the location, what do we do?" Vlad said, his elbows resting on the table.
"We need to begin to organize an assault; we should be ready to move on Shigaraki's hideout; if we can have an assault team in position at both locations, we may be able to spring a trap of our own," Nezu replied.
"The problem is and shall be All for One," All-Might said, looking up to the ceiling. "We cannot risk him stealing anyone's quirk. But," All-Might snapped his fingers, "If we have them, keep distance."
"Then we can remove the risk of their quirks being stolen," Mic said excitedly.
"I only need line of sight," Aizawa said, a hint of anger permeating his voice. "I want this bastard brought down."
"We need to call in all the top heroes we can," Snipe said, twirling his hat. "This showdown can't just be a good old-fashioned duel. As you said, if this fellow is dangerous, we must give it everything we can."
"I will talk to Endeavor personally," All-Might said. "We must put aside this petty one-sided rivalry; the greater good is at stake."
"Once he is located, I can lead the evacuation of the area," said Ectoplasm. "I doubt this conflict will stay confined, and this villain does not strike me as the type to take innocent lives into account."
"What about what Toga said," Midnight asked. "She brought someone who can clone people, including their quirks."
"She may have just delivered the winning hand to us," Nezu said. "It seems we are fortunate that Mr. Midoriya not only bit her but said those sweet words to her, "Only if you are a good girl," Nezu smirked. "You humans are such a strange lot, the things you do for love."
-Endeavor-
The number two hero of Japan just fell back in the chair, stunned, shocked, and at a complete loss. His rival, his hated foe, was a shell of himself. It had been for years; the only reason Endeavor had gained any ground had been because he was injured and had to slow down. But even though he was injured and declining, he still held the top spot.
All those years, he was pushing Shoto and destroying his family for a goal that was nothing more than a twisted desire in one person's mind. All-Might paid the rankings no mind and thought nothing of Endeavor passing him; the rankings were just the public views, and he would have done everything the same even if he was number 100.
Endeavor felt his mind breaking as he thought of how he drove Touya so hard only to cast him aside when Shoto came along and what he did to Rei. He just tossed Natsuo to the side like garbage and dismissed Fuyumi as nothing more than a caretaker for Shoto. He had based his whole life around this stupid desire. He was running a race against someone who didn't even know they were in one.
He never brought out Shoto's fire; it was that kid Izuku; it wasn't him that his son wanted to be. It was All-Might. Another classmate had been the one to inspire Shoto, the same one that fought the hero killer, had ended Muscular, torn Nomu's apart with his bare hands, and saved Ragdoll. Shoto was chasing Izuku, the same kid who told Endeavor to his face that Shoto wasn't him and that he wasn't All-Might.
Shoto never told him what Izuku had said during that battle, but Izuku could have ended it. Instead, he kept pushing Shoto while breaking himself. Now, Endeavor sat there; his life had been a lie, a lie that he perpetrated on himself. A farce he had forced on his children that he had broken his wife over. A woman he had bought, whom he had forced into marriage, to bear him children for this meaningless goal.
Now, the broken symbol had come to him and laid himself bare to ask for help in ending the greatest of evils, to be there and possibly lay down his life to end an ancient scourge. If he survived, he could salvage something of his life; if he lived, he could salvage something worth being remembered for.
-Izuku-
Inside Izuku's hospital room, Class 1-A is gathered and debating what to do about Bakugo. Eijiro suggests that they use Momo's device to save Katsuki instead of waiting for the Pro Heroes. However, Tenya is against the idea, and most of Class 1-A agrees. Yuga suggests they leave it to the Pro Heroes as they cannot participate in combat. Fumikage agrees with Yuga and says nothing else since he has been saved many times. Tsu stops to remind everyone to be level-headed and not act like villains. Everyone remains silent and distressed.
Ochaco tries several times to catch Izuku's gaze, but he only looks at her briefly before looking away. She knows what they should do: let the pro heroes handle it; they are not allowed to use their quirks in public, let alone cause a fight with them. Regardless of the circumstances, if they are caught, they will all find themselves, if they are lucky, merely expelled and, at worst, under arrest on Vigilante charges. Yet, she thinks about what Izuku would do and knows he would run off to save any of them. "We should do it," Ochaco says, ending the silence.
"See, Ochaco is in," Eijiro says. "Look, I am not asking you guys for permission. I talked to Momo, and she agreed that we are going after him tonight. Either you are with me or not, you know Bakugo would do the same."
"No, he wouldn't," Izuku said to the shock of the class. "And if he did, it wouldn't be for some altruistic reason that he wanted to save any of us. It would be just to beat some villains and prove his strength."
"What are you saying we should just leave him?" Eijiro said, anger in his voice.
"What I am saying is that one shouldn't attribute reasons that don't exist, and it is reckless for you to go running off thinking you can somehow break him out wherever they are holding him," Izuku said, and he got out of bed to stand.
"Isn't calling us reckless kind of like the pot calling the kettle black," Denki said, sounding irritated.
"It is," Izuku said, and he showed his scared arms to the class, "This is what my recklessness has brought me; the ligaments in my arms are deteriorating, and if I keep injuring myself, they will be damaged beyond repair." He walked around the bed to stand before the entire class. "How are you going to get him out without fighting? Are you all going to sacrifice your careers? How are you going to deal with Shigaraki? Your hardening won't save you, Eijiro. What is your plan, Momo? That guy with the metal in his face, what about his fire, the lizard guy is good with knives, then the walking magic act, or don't forget that physical fighter they have, the girl with the knives, and last but least the teleporter from the USJ." Eijiro fell silent.
"Don't forget about the Nomu's ribbit," Tsu added. "You can't just go running off."
"Izuku went running off at the beginning of the fight at camp," Mineta said, pointing at Izuku. "You ran off to save that kid. You ran off in Hosu. When someone else wants to do it, you tell them to stop."
"Yes, Mineta, I did because there was no other option. I had no idea that Muscular was up there, so I went to get the Kota and came back. I ran into the unknown and paid the price," they could hear a hint of pain in his voice. "That's what happens when you run into the unknown; you almost die, like in Hosu."
"And that was because of my stupidity," Tenya said. "If he hadn't come after me, and if Shoto hadn't been there, then I would be dead."
"So your answer is just to sit back and do nothing?" Eijiro growled.
"No, Eijiro, I am saying, what is the plan? How are you and Momo going to get in and out without fighting and without sparking a major fight in the process," Izuku replied.
"What if a populated area surrounds their base?" Mina said quietly, "and they unleashed Nomus to chase you down."
"Running in blind and barely surviving is something I am the king of," Izuku said, placing his hand on Eijiro's shoulder. "But it isn't just my life, yours, Momo, or anyone else that we risk running in blind. It is Bakugo's and everyone else that is going to get caught in the crossfire. We all feel like shit that he was taken; we all have a hard time sitting here because we filled like we failed." He looks around at the class. "We lost, we all lost. But running in there blind on hope and prayer not only runs the risk of getting you killed, but Bakugo killed and anyone who happens to be around. And if we survive, not only do we run the risk of jail and expulsion, but all the others will suffer because we ran in half-cocked. I am saying that we need a better plan than this. And if you know where he is, why haven't you told the pros."
There was a knock at the door, and Inko stepped in, surprised to see the crowded room. "If you all wouldn't mind stepping out, I want to get changed and go home."
"What happened to Muscular?" Mezo said.
"He is dead," Izuku said as he turned away from the class, "I would like to get changed now." Quietly, the class filed out.
"He is different," Kyoka said as they walked down the hall. "That day changed him."
"Do you think he killed Muscular?" Mineta said to the class.
"Izuku is not one to lie," Shoto said. "Not about something like that. He is right. If you know where he is, we need to tell the Pros. If they don't do anything about it, I will go with you."
"If the heroes do not act, then I will go with you as well," Tenya said. "But Izuku is right. We need a plan, and we need to tell the pros first!"
-Toga meets Inko-
Inko and her son walked out of the hospital to the waiting car; once seated in the back, it pulled away from the curb, taking them to their home and to the U.A. It was decided that since Izuku was instrumental in inspiring Toga and her friends to defect, it was essential to come to see them.
Once they arrived, Snipe and Nezu greeted them. "Glad to see you up and about, Mr. Midoriya," Nezu greeted them. "Mrs. Midoriya, welcome to U.A."
Snipe tipped his hat, "Ma'am."
"Is he safe?" Izuku said quickly.
"Yes, he is in the infirmary at the moment. But that is to keep his rescue quiet for the moment," Nezu smiled. "Your "girlfriend" has brought us quite the boon, and we are putting it to good use." Inko raised an eyebrow at this but said nothing.
"You need to do something quickly; some members of my class are considering going on a rescue mission. I did my best to stall them without revealing anything," Izuku responded as they started walking.
"His safe return will be announced by the end of the day; we plan on springing our trap soon," Nezu said as they walked. "Now, Mr. Midoriya, there are some things I need to discuss before you meet Ms. Toga. They have brought us an absolute gem for this operation and others. Their loyalty hinges on part of your behavior." Izuku nodded. "It seems that Ms. Toga has not only a unique view of the world but a perspective that I believe is right in many ways, and she believes that you can be a champion of the reforms she wishes to see take hold in our society. I must inquire if you plan to continue this…unique relationship with her."
"It is complicated," Izuku said after a moment. "I didn't lie to her when I told her I could fall in love with her if she were a good girl. I think that is true; if someone is willing to change and try to be a good person despite their past, that is admirable, and beyond that, she is cute." He blushed. "She walked away from everything and convinced people to follow her for a chance to be loved. As long as he tries and continues to try to be a good person, then yes. How can you not feel something for someone willing to try and change their life to be with you?"
"Indeed," Nezu said with a smile. "Now, we are still working out a plan of how to facilitate their rehabilitation, but as of right now, even though it is still your summer break, I would like for you to come by and visit, talk with them, and if you feel things are getting dangerous, you need to tell us right away." He held up his paw, and Izuku began to protest. "So we can see what we can do to help them. They are all psychologically troubled, but they need help more so than being locked away."
"Will he be in danger?" Inko asked, her voice betraying the mother's worry.
"I don't believe so," Nezu responded, tapping his chin. "As long as he remembers to be honest, no…he simply has to be himself and be truthful with them. If he does that, he will be safe and provide the best option to rehabilitate them and get them the help they need."
"Do you think she is in love with him?" Inko pressed.
"Yes, her version of it," Nezu said, looking over his shoulder at Inko. "It is probably different and a little obsessive, but I do not believe she means any harm to your son; if I did, then I wouldn't be bringing him here to see her so soon. When I met with her, these moments of clarity and depth caught my attention. The world she is asking for is not one of violence and blood but of love and understanding, of getting people the help they need."
As they approached what looked like a basic house set apart from almost everything, Nezu and Snipe stopped walking. "Snipe will hang back as I have things I must attend to," Nezu bowed and walked away.
Inko and Izuku walked towards the house, "So this girl…"Inko started to say before pausing. "She is your girlfriend?"
Izuku looked at her, "Yes…" he said hesitantly. "It is hard to…"
Before he could finish, there was a high-pitched shriek and scream of his name. He turned in time as Himiko leaped into the air and came crashing into him, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck. Izuku stumbled and panicked, thinking she was about to fall, he wrapped one arm around her waist, and without thinking, the other went under her ass to support her.
Himiko, feeling his hand on her backside, moaned his name as she captured his lips. Izuku was stunned, but this passion roared inside of him, and he began to kiss her back with almost reckless abandon. Their mouths parted as their tongues met and explored each other's mouths for a messy, fiery kiss.
"Oh, Izuku," she moaned, breaking the kiss for a second, "I missed you." Again, she kissed him as bawdry thoughts filled her head; a polite cough broke the spell and made Izuku realize he was making out with and feeling up a girl in front of his mother. Izuku pulled back; Himiko was annoyed that, yet again, they had been interrupted by someone who magically had appeared.
Still clinging to Izuku like a spider monkey, she turned and saw a woman staring at them with an eyebrow raised; she had large, round eyes that were green but a shade darker than her beloved. Her straight, shoulder-length hair is also green, coupled with a small spiky ponytail at the back. Although she is slightly overweight and displays signs of aging, her unique appearance still stands out. The resemblance between the woman and her beloved hit Himiko like a semi-truck.
"Izuku, my darling, who is this?"
"Himiko, this is my mother Inko, Inko. This is Himiko," Izuku stuttered out, his hands still frozen in their unique position.
Himiko blushed and scrambled to disentangle herself from Izuku, "Oh my god, oh my god, Izuku, why didn't you tell me your mother was coming," she said at a near frantic pace as she smoothed her clothing and hair, trying not to look like she was making out with Inko's son. Still, the woman had seen the whole thing.
"It is such a pleasure to meet you," Himiko said, bowing. "I have been dreaming of meeting you since meeting your son. I can see where he gets his looks from," Himiko laughed awkwardly. Himiko kneeled and lowered her head, "I am so sorry you had to witness such a display between us, but it was just so long since I had seen him that I was overcome, and I lost myself in the moment."
"That was quite the display," Inko said, looking at her son, "I was surprised." Himiko internally started to panic, wondering if his mother would forbid them from seeing each other. A forbidden love, she would have to struggle to regain his mother's grace. Once his mother saw how much they were in love, she would relent; once she saw how her beloved filled her with his passion, his mother would have to understand. "Do you love my son?"
Himiko lifted her head and stared directly into Inko's eyes; she needed to ensure that her future mother-in-law understood the depths of Himiko's love. "Yes, mother, I love him with all my being, with every part of my soul. I want to build a house and family with him where you will always be welcome."
"Wait what?" Izuku stammered.
"How many children shall you provide our house?" Inko asked, her eyebrow raised. Izuku was staring between the two women, utterly confused.
"I will bear him two children, Mother," Himiko lowered her head.
"Unacceptable!" Inko said quickly, her hand cutting the air like a knife. Himiko's head lifted, and her eyes watered.
"But MOTHER," Himiko cried.
"You will give me four grandchildren if you wish my blessing!" Inko's voice came out like an old-fashioned period drama. Izuku was flabbergasted.
"It would be my honor, Mother," Himiko knelt before Inko. "I will bear him four children myself, and should I find any others worthy, I will see that they bring honor and children to your house!"
"Wait, others," Izuku stuttered out.
"You and your allies are to protect him then," Inko commanded. Himiko brought her arm across her chest and a fist over her heart.
"With all my being mother, I shall protect him," Himiko said dramatically; Izuku's head began to hurt some. "When do you desire your first grandchild?"
"I shall expect my first grandchild after he has graduated from this university, but only if you can do the same. Then, regardless of our words today, my blessing will be out of your reach!" Inko's head tilted slightly up as she looked down at Himiko.
"I understand, Mother. I must be able to support him in all ways!" Himiko nodded.
"I am glad that you understand," Inko smiled. "Now I shall remove myself from this area, but as my son is fresh from the healing bed, I shall take him home at the bottom half of the hour; I shall leave you two to resume your pleasantries."
"Thank you, Mother, you are fair and most wise!" Himiko said as Inko walked away.
WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED! Izuku thought. Once his mother was away, Himiko rose and strolled over to Izuku; he couldn't help but let his gaze be lost in the sway of her hips. He forced himself to look into Himiko's eyes, and he saw this sparkle, this happiness mixed with desire.
"To think you do such things to me in front of your mother," her breathing was quickening as she got closer; he could see her cheeks heating up.
"I…" he stammered.
"To know you would put our love on display," Himiko was right before him now. She took his hand and pressed it to her breast, letting out a throaty moan as Izuku went nuclear. When his other brain took over and gave a squeeze, Himiko nearly collapsed right then and there. As she fell against him, he instinctively caught her; as he realized he was rubbing her breast, he tried to pull his hand away, but she held it in place.
"Please don't take me in front of Mother," Himiko moaned, "But should you wish it, I will not protest; you can claim me however you want, whenever you want." She tilted her head up and kissed his lips tenderly, seductively; his hand twitched again, eliciting another lustful moan to escape Himiko's lips. "Oh, Izuku," she crooned; she looked at him through lidded eyes with a lustful gaze.
Izuku didn't understand what came over him as he leaned down and kissed her, passionately claiming her lips, feeling Himiko surrender to him as he pulled her against a tree. She shuddered in pleasure under his kiss and his touch; when he pushed her against the tree, she wondered if he was going to claim her right then, push her panties to the side, and fill her with his ravenous lust. Then he had her hands pinned above her head; when he pulled away, she whined for him to capture her lips again. Then his kisses found her neck, and her leg came over his hip, and as she could feel his manhood pressing against her through their clothing, she rocked her hip in a desperate plea to somehow make their union complete.
One hand held hers above her head as the other kneaded and teased her breasts; she could not speak, only moan as he kissed and bit her neck; when he made his way to her shoulder, her moans were more desperate than he did it again he bit down on her shoulder, hard marking her once again as his.
It was a wave of release as the heat and want in her core suddenly erupted, crashing down on her. Her sex quivered and pulsed as the eruption from deep inside her came spilling out; her leg trembled, struggling to hold her up, as her crotch bucked against him with each wave spilling over her, making her pelvis jerk and tremble. All she could manage was a silent scream as ecstasy took over her mind, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. The waves of the orgasm spilled out, running down her legs to his pants. He hadn't even fully claimed her, Himiko thought; he hadn't even touched that part of her body; his hand was over her breasts; as the last wave of pleasure washed through her, she began to tremble in anticipation of when his mouth would find her breasts or her sex.
She would have dropped to her knees right then and taken his sex in her mouth if he commanded it; she would have loved every second of him holding her hands and using her mouth to pleasure himself. All she would beg for would be his seed to nourish her.
"Did you just?" Izuku whispered.
"Yes, my darling," Himiko responded, "See what you do to me, how I ache for you."
At those words, Izuku kissed her again; it was tender, and she opened her mouth to invite him in. As he did so, it was still tender, almost like he was worshipping her with his kiss. When he released her hands, they slowly slid down around his neck as she returned his loving kiss. His mother's call pulled them from the little world they had found themselves in. Immediately, Himiko felt a longing as he pulled away. "I will call you so your absence will not be as devastating," she whispered, kissing him again before he left her. Himiko leaned against the tree in a dream-like state, watching him walk away; once he was out of sight, she stumbled back to the little house. She couldn't stop smiling.
