Ochaco was breathless, her hands tangled in her lover's hair as his face was buried in between her thighs; he didn't even give her a reprieve when she orgasmed. He came up and slid inside of her; he was making love to her in long, deep strokes.
After some internet digging, Ochaco discovered that her lover was gifted in that department and loved every moment. His advances surprised her this morning; she felt desired, loved, and worshiped. When he rolled her onto her stomach and retook her, pressing her hard into the mattress, she buried her face in the covers to mask her screams. When he came again, she rolled over and took him in her mouth, sucking him clean, with delight he hardened in her mouth again; popping him free, she slid him in between her breasts, pressing them together, sucking on the head of his cock as it poked out. She made sure he came into her mouth. He fell back on the bed content; she cuddled up to him, drifting back to sleep.
They took the opportunity to sleep in while they could; the start of the U.A. was just around the corner. This coming Monday, in fact, and the time for sleeping in would cease to exist. Izuku was enjoying life, but what bothered him was that Mr. Tracy was much more. He also understood that was more his actions, and though he was in his head, he was given the space he needed to enjoy his life and explore his relationship with Ochaco. But he always answered when he reached out, that was what mattered.
When their uniforms came in, it was just another reminder that it was real, that everything was happening. What he and Ochaco did while she was in that uniform was something else altogether. They were two sexually active people living together
Soon enough, they were all eating breakfast that fatted Monday morning; Mr. Tracy was there talking to them. Helping to calm some jitters, they piled into the car and drove to their tomorrow. As they entered, their eardrums almost exploded, and Toru found Mina. Izuku stepped past and saw Kyoka smiling. He walked over and introduced her to Ochaco; the two girls smiled and immediately started chatting; he looked toward the back of the room and spied Bakugo sitting there, staring at him; with a quick look at the seating chart he walked over and took his seat directly in front of him.
"We both made it in," Izuku said, facing forward.
"Yeah, it seems we did," Bakugo responded; he wanted to say more or hoped that maybe Izuku would say something, but they just sat silently as the rest of the students came in. As the bell rang, the professor, who looked like the Walking Dead, entered; the class settled down as he took his spot at the front.
"Good, at least you all seem to know the value of time," he gazed over the students. "Welcome to U.A. My name is Professor Aizawa, and I am the underground hero Eraser Head. Nearly all your professors are active or retired heroes; use that to your advantage. As you all know, this is not like a normal college. All of you have been accepted into the prestigious hero course in the nation. Except for your elective courses, this will be your lecture hall. We do this because we have a concise window to prepare you for certain benchmarks."
"I am not here to babysit you; I don't care about your dating life or the lack thereof. I am here to push you hard, which is what I will do. There are 40 spots in this course; there are over 100 students who had to accept the general education offer and would take on All-Might himself to get your spot. You will be warned if you don't reach your benchmarks or don't maintain the minimum GPA. Should you not improve, you will be demoted to general studies."
He leaned forward on the podium, "This is not sink or swim; your other professors and I are here to help and point you in the right direction. We will start today with a physical and quirk assessment to establish your baseline. I will not tolerate any slacking off or mailing it in during this. You will give me 100% because anything less wastes time. I oversee your spot in the course; think of me like a homeroom teacher with a lot less patience, an addiction to coffee, and a strong desire to make you the best damn hero you can be. Now that all the pleasantries are out grab your P.E. uniforms, get changed, and meet me on the athletic field. Mr. Todoroki, stay back a minute. The rest of you get out!"
The rest of the class headed out to get changed.
"That was kind of intense," Ejiro said to Izuku as the two boys got changed.
"Yeah, but he is right; the exam earned us the right to enter the course but not to stay in it," Izuku replied, hanging up his uniform.
Exactly, son, now make sure you pay attention. Use the resources available to you.
I will, Dad, thanks.
Everyone was out on the field simultaneously; the girls found common ground pretty quickly while the boys mostly stood around, with some talking to those they already knew. Ochaco and Mina came to Izuku, Ejiro, Toru, and Kyoka. Mina walked back to where they were, grabbed a tall black-haired beauty and a girl with a frog quirk by the hand, and pulled them over.
"Izuku, Ejiro, this is Momo," Mina said, gesturing to a girl with black hair. The boys bowed politely and offered a simple greeting; the girl did the same. She seemed relieved in some fashion, but they didn't know why. "And this is Tsuyu," the frog girl nodded he head.
"Please call me Tsu, ribbit," she said quickly.
"Pleasure to meet you," the boys responded. Izuku noticed he was getting some looks from the scars on his arms and legs, but no one said anything.
"What is going on?" Izuku whispered to Ochaco.
"They were nervous; Momo was home-schooled and was nervous about interacting with others, especially the boys. I mean, the girl is hot. Tsu was given a crap about her quirk and felt a little apprehensive about talking to the guys," Ochaco whispered back. "You know how Mina is." Izuku nodded, taking her hand in his.
"it is one of the things we love about her," he said, kissing Ochaco's cheek.
When Aizawa came onto the field, he took his spot before the class, "We are going to conduct a series of test physical tests but with a twist. Most of these are the physical assessment tests you have taken your whole life. While for reasoning that is beyond me, they don't allow you to use your quirks this time; you will actively. I encourage it. Find a way to use those quirks to an advantage. Now, let's begin!"
It was interesting watching all the different quirks at play and finding ways to bypass them and use their quirks to their advantage. For Izuku, granted, it was power up and go, but in instances of the repeated side steps, it was more about agility than strength. He was so thankful for working out with Torino at that point. Of course, the more explosive displays of quirk usage elicited responses. Momo opens her top and creates a cannon during the ball test, the glacier from Todoroki, the explosive throw of Bakugo.
Tokayami and Dark Shadow stole Izuku's imagination; a sentient quirk was so rare that he had to restrain himself from running over and pestering the boy with questions. Ochaco was right behind Izuku, using gravity to push her scores higher. She was damn proud when she beat Izuku in the overall taking the top spot. It was the sidestep and ball throw that put her over the top. They all did well; their classmates didn't lend themselves to this type of testing at the bottom. Toru was invisible; that was it; it didn't enhance her strength. She didn't come in last; it proved the girl was in fantastic shape.
Slowly, as the tests went on, people started congratulating each other; it was a getting-to-know-your-classmate. Mostly, everyone seemed eager to get to know each other. Bakugo was quiet, a little standoffish, but Todoroki looked angry at the world, downright ignoring everyone.
"Now, just because some of you came in at the bottom, it doesn't mean you are automatically on some list to be demoted, but use this to strive to increase your physical condition. Hit the showers, and you will all report to the guidance counselor's office. Tomorrow, we begin for real." Aizawa yawned and walked off the field.
As they returned to the locker room, they saw what they guessed was their sister's class heading toward the field. Ejiro smiled when he saw Tetsu, "What's up, copycat?"
"Nothing much, you cheap knockoff?" he snapped back, a big grin on his face. "Have you guys already done the assessment?"
"Yeah, now we got to shower and see the counselors?" the two high-fived as they passed each other.
Mina's head snapped when she heard, "Hey, Pinky, nice to see you again." Mina saw the girl with orange hair; it was pulled into a side ponytail, and her teal eyes shined.
"What's happening, hot stuff?" she laughed. "Mina," she said as she extended her hand.
"Itsuka."
Ochaco saw the girl who had helped her to the medical ward. "Ibarra, it's good to see you. I'm glad you got in."
"I am pleased to see you as well, Ochaco, and I don't need help walking either," the girl with vines for hair quipped back.
"Not today, but you never know about tomorrow," Ochaco smiled. "Hey, what locker did you use?"
"Thirty Two? Why?" she responded.
"I am going to put my number in your locker; let's hang out sometime," Ochaco called as they passed.
"Will do!" Ibarra said with a smile.
"Locker number 16, Pinky," Itsuka yelled.
"I'll think about it!" Mina yelled back.
-Boys Locker Room-
"Yo, Izuku, is that Ochaco girl your girlfriend?" a relatively short guy with purple orbs for hair named Mineta said as they were getting dressed after their showers.
"Yes," he said as he bent over to tie his shoes. "We started dating in high school."
"Dude, I am so jealous," the lightening quirk user Denki said.
"Good job scopping that up, no offense, man, but she is pretty cute," Mineta smirked. "Now that Momo, holy hell!"
"Thanks?" Izuku chuckled. He shook his head as a few boys began talking about the girls in their class.
Examinee 7717, or Tenya Ida, adjusted his glasses and then began to chastise them about their focus should not be on the attractiveness of their female counterparts. Still, they should instead focus on their heroic studies to become worthy heroes of tomorrow.
"Dude, if you like dudes, that's fine. Just don't trip on us because we like the ladies!" Mineta said at the end of the lecture. As Ida went to protest, he held up a finger to stop him. "You just can't fall in love with me," Mineta threw off his towel and spread his arms, "All this is for the ladies, my man, now BASK IN MY GLORY."
Cries of mercy, oh god, and their eyes filled the locker room as towels pelted the orb user as laughter filled the room.
"IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN, I WILL BLOW YOU UP!" Bakugo roared. For some reason, this made them laugh harder, while Ida blustered until he couldn't even contain himself once everything settled. It only lasted a moment when Ida said.
"Then I will just have to console myself with that majestic image on the cold nights," it was the delivery, completely straight-laced, no smile, the single push on the bridge of his glasses, the turn and walk away that was it. There was no saving class 1-A; all sanity had left them at that point.
-Girls Locker Room-
Kyoka Jiro sat there in stunned silence; she didn't know the joke; someone was threatening to blow someone up, and the boys were about to die from laughing to death. A nudge from Ochaco brought her back to her senses, "Huh?"
"Are you okay, or is your quirk x-ray vision with the way you stare at the wall to the boy's locker room?" Ochaco said with a smirk.
"W-What!" Kyoka turned red and sputtered.
"I mean, some of them are kind of cute; you got your eye on someone already?" she teased.
"Who is checking out who?" Mina called out as she emerged from the showers.
"Kyoka, she has x-ray vision and is trying to peak on the boys," Ochaco hollered as she spun past the shocked girl and went to get dressed.
"KYOKA!" Momo exclaimed. "I didn't know you had x-ray vision; you said your quirk was the ear jacks?"
"She was probably watching them or us in the shower, kero!" Tsu said her poker face was not giving anything away. With stunned looks from the rest of the girls, Tsu just shrugged. "What? I would do it at least once!"
"TSU!" Toru yelled before hugging the girl tightly. "See, you understand how hard I have to fight the urge to go places I am not supposed to since I am invisible."
"TORU!" Momo chastised the girl. "Though I did try to make x-ray glasses once," she muttered.
"MOMO!" Mina decided to join in on the fun. "Did it work?" she added quickly.
"I don't think so. I was young, and it made me pass out," Momo said with a blush.
"I have seen Ochaco's boyfriend naked!" Mina suddenly yelled.
"MINA!" Ochaco called out to her friend. "When and why?" Ochaco, of course, was smiling.
"It was an accident. Years ago, we were at his house, and we had gone swimming. I went to change, bam, naked Izuku!" Mina shrugged. All the girls turned and stared at Ochaco as it was her turn to get her name yelled.
"Izuku and I had sex in a grotto in Hawaii," she exclaimed, her face a nuclear red that she covered with her hands. It was silent for a moment.
"OCHACO URARAKA!" Mina yelled. "Why am I learning about this now?"
"That is your response to that!" Kyoka said, thankful the attention was not on her. "Not the fact that they are having sex!"
Mina waved her hand, dismissing the comment, "Oh, I knew that already; I think he told me right after she did!" the other girls were stunned again; Ochaco giggled and sat to put on her stockings. "They are my best friends, and I love them; if they didn't tell me, I would have been pissed! It was when you guys moved in, right?" Ochaco nodded her blush much more under control but still present.
"Wait, hold the phone!" Kyoka threw her hands up, "You and Izuku! LIVE TOGETHER!"
Ochaco nodded, "Mina and Ejiro live with us too."
"Wait, are you and Eijiro?" Toru said, shaking Mina by the shoulders.
"Oh god, no," Mina said quickly. "Best friends, he and I have our rooms."
"Where is it that you live?" Momo asked.
"Skyline towers, 24th floor," Ochaco said, her head tilting. "Why?"
"Maybe I can get a place there so that I can be near some…friends?" the last part everyone could tell was a question/worry. "My parents travel a lot, and my home, while quite lovely, is lonely."
"I think the unit across the way is open," Ochaoco said, walking over and touching Momo's shoulder. "It would be awesome to have a friend across the hall." Momo's face immediately brightened up. Mina gave the heiress a reassuring smile.
"Oh, I live near there!" Kyoka said, smiling and turning to look at Tsu and Toru.
"Just a short train ride from me!" Tsu added, smiling.
"Same!" Toru yelled. "Does this mean we get to all be friends and hang out? Please say yes, please say yes!"
"I am pretty sure that is what we are establishing," Mina said sarcastically.
"FUCK YEA!" Toru shouted. "Wait, are we going to get to know the girls in 1-b as well?"
"I think so?" Ochaco said. "I know one, Mina knows one. Oh shit, I almost forgot to leave her my number!"
"We better hurry, or we will be late for our counselor meeting!" Momo said suddenly after checking the time. For the record, EVERYONE WAS LATE FOR THEIR MEETINGS.
-Katsuki Bakugo & Izuku Midoriya-
It was a small room with a bolted-down table, two chairs, and one video camera; the conversation was to be monitored visually only by a staff member. After the meeting with the counselor, a lovely man named Hound Dog extended the offer to Izuku to have this meeting. He was, of course, able to decline and was not obligated to do so; he thought about and agreed. Ochaco told him she would be waiting outside if he needed her. Mina and Ejiro ran a bit of interference with the rest of the class. He was citing a mix-up in paperwork for the couple.
Bakugo was sitting there, his hands on top of the table. He looked up when the door opened; Izuku could see that he was more nervous seeing Izuku walk in; he seemed to be half expecting Hound Dog to tell him it wouldn't happen today.
Just take it easy, son.
I don't know what to say.
Then tell him the truth; he may want to try and talk more than you are ready for. It is like when you deal with Ochaco; establish the expectations ahead of time so neither of you gets upset when it goes somewhere you are not ready.
How do I know what I am ready for?
I can't tell you that. But I think you know.
"Bakugo," Izuku said, the boy's head looked up. "Before we begin, I want to say that I am not ready for the full conversation. I need to see how you are before we can do that."
Bakugo nodded. "I can't just tell you that I have changed…I understand that. You need to see it." Izuku nodded; Bakugo seemed a little crestfallen, like he didn't know what to say next.
"How about we start simple? How are your parents?" Izuku sat down across from him; it seemed simple enough.
"Good, my mom is doing well; she also got some help. We all went into family counseling." As Bakugo spoke, he had a hard time looking up at Izuku. "It was a struggle at first; it wasn't easy and didn't take right away. I was a self-righteous, egotistical bastard. I wanted to blame you like it was somehow your fault. I couldn't accept that I was wrong; it took some fights with my father; the old man can throw hands." Bakugo laughed when he saw Izuku smirking, which calmed him down.
Izuku could hear the tension in Bakugo's voice; the cadence was off, and he was careful with his words. "It was him that laid down the law," Bakugo continued. "I always thought my dad was soft, you know? He just let my mom run rough shots and call all the shots so that I wouldn't pay him any attention. He was just quiet about things, but that ended. He set the course and the rules I had to follow to even think about being a hero." Bakugo's words were flowing now. "For the first time, my future was in someone else's hands; they would tell me if I could follow my dream. It was like what I was doing to you, trying to assert something when I had no fucking right to do so." Bakugo rubbed his hands together. "I am so sorry Izuku. But words don't amount to much, not after what I put you through and what should have happened to me when you did the right thing and came forward."
"Do you believe that it was the right thing?" Izuku said, finally speaking.
"Yes, oh god, yes." Bakugo sat back and ran his hands through his hair. "I probably could have been a hero going on the path I was, but I would have been a terrible person, a crap human being. I was doing it all for personal glory or some bullshit like just wanting to beat people to prove my strength like this is some fighting tournament. How is your mom?"
"Doing good; after I told her what was happening, we got therapy." Izuku kept his voice calm and even. "She got married a few months ago to a doctor at the hospital; his name is Alex. He is a great guy."
"That's good," Bakugo looked away. "Your girlfriend is something else; I met her at the exam. We were in the same testing area."
"She is, she fucking amazing," the joy that came to Izuku's voice relaxed Bakugo even more. "We are going to get married after we graduate," Izuku held up his hand to show his ring. "Promise Rings."
"Does she live far from here or from you?" Bakugo looked at the ring, his heart slightly heavy; the gold chain around his neck felt heavy.
"My Mom got me/us a condo near the school so we can commute easier. Trial run for getting married," Izuku smiled.
"Damn, that is pretty serious," Bakugo absently placed his hand on his chest, touching the ring around the necklace. "That is cool; I am glad that you found someone who loves you for you. I noticed your quirk today. When did that come in."
"A few years ago, I inherited an aspect of my mother's quirk, Attraction. My body has been drawing in and storing energy; it wasn't until it had accumulated enough and I was strong enough to handle it that it fully manifested. Getting where I am now took a lot of training, but I still have a long way to go."
"Did you ever give up? On being a hero? Like before your quirk came in?" Bakugo asked.
"No, I would go at it quirklessly if I had to. Nothing was going to stop me from giving it my all. When I changed schools, I found a couple of friends who didn't care about my quirk status and a girlfriend who didn't care. It turned out alright." Izuku looked Bakugo in the eyes. "I can't say I forgive you right now; I can't even say I don't want to punch you for everything. But I think this is a good start for now."
"I understand that; I wouldn't even get mad if you did punch me. I deserve it." Bakugo squeezed the ring for a second. "I want to push but don't want to either. Can we maybe talk some more when you feel like it?"
"That is a good idea," Izuku pulled a small paper. "That is my phone number. Why don't you text me? We can start there as well, so we can both make sure we say what we need to say and how we need to say it."
"Are you sure?" Bakugo asked, looking at the piece of paper like a bomb or a snake ready to bite him.
"I am; look, Bakugo, we are in the same class; I sit right before you. Let's start slow and go from there. You can message me, but it doesn't mean I will respond immediately or ever. The same goes for you. If I message you and you are not ready to talk about that, you don't have to respond. Setting up boundaries for us is the best thing. I want to see if you are different or the same person you were then. Also, I am different; you are different. Who says that we will like the person that the other has become? Ultimately, this isn't about if we become friends again or even like each other. This is seeing if we can move from where we were to whatever this becomes." Izuku slowly rose to his feet. "It was nice to talk to you as equals."
"Thank you for even talking to me this soon; thank you for setting the expectation. My doctor told me the same thing." He smiled as he took the paper.
"I will see you tomorrow, Bakugo."
"I will see you tomorrow, Midoriya."