Hey, guys! BD and GOTA are here with another installment of 'Shouto's Freestyle.' Real life has taken precedence but we are trying to keep our energy flowing as we bring back old stories to finish. Ladies and gentlemen, here is the interlude of 'Shouto's Freestyle.' Enjoy! OOC Izuku x OOC!Fem Shouto!

Strawberry Passion was the fragrance that adorned the milky body of Shouto Todoroki. She lathered her body with lotion, wanting her skin soft to the touch as she couldn't wait for her body to touch her cinnamon. Her lacy white panties were the choice. It was innocent, it was sexy, and knew if Fuyumi used it to attract men, then it must work. She was grateful that her sister was unable to wear it due to weight gain. It may her question her thriftiness but what could she say? Her father may be the superhero, Endeavor but as Enji, he was a cheapskate.

Her goodie bag was ready in her purse. As she whistled Eminem's "Godzilla," she was looking at her Grace Kelly-style dress. She tried her hardest to combat her fantasies as she was going to snatch herself off this dress and fuck her little cinnamon roll's brains out. She knew the score and knew it may be considered rape. She didn't like the word, rape, believing it was inappropriate. She would like to phrase it as having sex with approval pending.

As she was preparing for her night out, she received a phone call. She went into awe, grabbing her stuffed cheeks as she hoped it was Izuku.

~Fuck your homie, he dead! Fuck your homie, he dead! Fuck your homie, he dead. Most of their ass got hit in the head~

She frowned, knowing that it was a certain pest that was interrupting her plans of becoming the wife and mother to Izuku's children.

She picked up the phone. "What, Bakugo?!" The tone was cold yet feisty under the tongue. She sat on the bed as she proceeding in putting on her dress. "Please make this quick! I don't have time for your games! Wedding bells are ringing!"

"Wow! That is how you are going to announce me, babe?!"

"Save the babe for some piglet to screw," retorted Shouto. "At least they can automatically screw by default. You couldn't even screw a pipe without busting the seams prematurely."

It was met with laughter. "Cute, Todoroki babe, cute! Just trying to see if you want to go on a date?"

It was met with chagrin. "Listen, Bakugo! What me and you had was a one-time thing."

"You may have called it a one-night thing, but it was all-night-long," he replied with a snicker.

"What you called all-night was the sound of the headboard rocking the bed and you heeing like Micheal Jackson when he sees kids at the playground doesn't constitute a good time," said Shouto as she was applying her stockings. "In order for it to have a good time, it must mean I have to enjoy it." She scoffed. "Thank goodness my hymen is still intact. Hopefully, my real man can make it right."

She heard Katsuki's breath labor. "Never mention Deku on this telephone, you baka!"

"What's the matter?" She made an insincere hum. "Mad because you were nothing more than a practice boy?"

"That wasn't what you were saying when we did it."

"I thought we have established that you did it," interjected Shouto. "I was sleeping and the only reason I woke up was that you shot inside of me." She snapped her fingers. "You still over $50 for plan B." She began to laugh. However, time was wasting. Her Uber was on the way to bring Izuku before coming to her home. "Anyway, while you still have the chance to talk before I block you, why are you calling me."

There was a pregnant silence. "I just wanted to see if you were free."

"Well, I am not!" Shouto was looking into the mirror as she was zipping her dress. "As I told you before, I am going on a date with Midoriya." This time, her attitude was becoming stern. She scoffed at the fact that she and Bakugo had a one-night stand. The yandere was afraid of losing her virginity because of the pain and decided to have a practice. According to the grapevine, the girls measured the size of the boys of UA's dicks.

And guess who was second to last in measurement?

"I told you not to mention Deku?" Katsuki said but in an angry tone. "What does that bastard have that I don't have?"

"He is charmful, dashing, sweet, compassionate," said Shouto. "Treats girls with respect and not some lay." She grabbed the brush as she sat by the vanity mirror. "And from what I've heard from the girls, twice the girth than your little Vienna."

Katsuki's tone turned volatile. "You know what? Fuck you! Don't know why I wanted a slut like you."

"To be a slut means to beg, little boy," retorted Shouto. "Why are you calling my line?"

"Fuck you, bitch," barked Katsuki. "Suck my dick."

"In order for me to do that, let get my microscope app on my phone so I can view it," said Shouto. "Erase my line or I erase your life." Shouto hung up the phone and blocked Katsuki's number.

She continued humming Juice Wrld's chorus of "Godzilla," she went to her purse where she had her goodie bag - a bottle of Clomid, Izuku's favorite cherry soda laced with promethazine, his favorite fifty-cent cakes with glazed novocaine, and a small packet of aphrodisiac to lace in his food when they were having dinner.

Shouto wanted to eat light as the main course was going to be inside of Izuku's pants.

~Oh, I promise they won't be missed. All those skanks that you might have kissed. I'll come get you and swear to be good…. When I check off my rival list!~

The smile spread on Shouto's face. Her Uber connection was ringing. She picked up the phone on the second ring. "Does the crow caw at midnight?"

"Does the cat sour the basil," replied the feminine voice. "Your Uber driver, unfortunately, had to take a leave of absence."

"Where did he go?"

"He had fallen ill. Let's leave at that!"

It was met with a chuckle. "Eri!"

"Shouto-senpai!"

"Are you nearby Izuku's residence?"

"Not that far! It is hard to drive with a booster seat."

"The fact a six-year-old can drive is a wonder!"

"Daddy will do anything for me," she said in a cutesy grin. "Unless he wants to be buried next to Mommy."

"You're funny! I just saw Ms. Joke the other…" Shouto paused, realizing that the degree of yanderes varies. "So, your ETA?"

"Five minutes for Midoriya and fifteen for you," confirmed Eri.

"Excellent!"

"Okay, gotta go! I am hearing muffling coming from the trunk! It may take an additional five," said Eri. "See you soon!"

Forty-five minutes later….

Shouto stepped out of the house and saw the limo in the driveway. She saw the "elder" salt-and-peppered haired driver standing at the passenger door waiting for her. Shouto whispered to the driver.

What took you so long?

A detour!

I can tell! There is 'syrup' under your chin!

Yeah, 'syrup.'

Is my husband inside?

Yes, he is here and ready for you.

Great!

What's my reward, senpai!

The fact I won't call the police! I'm kidding! I will have Kota come by after my date.

Great! As much as I love Daddy! Kota is also my favorite as well!

Shouto nodded as she entered the limo. Upon opening the door, she spotted Izuku. He was wearing his evening jacket. His suit was pressed and crisped, his shoes were sheen and shiny, and the All Might cufflinks were a bonus.

"Wow, I must say, Izuku! You clean up nice," said Shouto alluringly. She was grateful to the gods she was wearing a pad. That snack in her front of her was going to be a buffet tonight.

"Golly, thanks," said Izuku in a blushing manner.

She leaned in closer so she could be beside him. She leaned against his shoulder. He didn't flinch. She told the driver that she was ready. The car was in motion and they were on their way to the motives.

"The drive is going to about twenty minutes because of traffic, Miss Todoroki," said the driver from the intercom.

"That is swell," replied Shouto. "Take the scenic route."

"Wow, strange for a limo to be an Uber," replied Izuku.

"Never you worry. I wanted tonight to be special," said Shouto. She then aimed at her purse. "I wasn't sure if you wanted this or not, but I got your favorite cherry soda."

Have some sweet and lucid dreams, my sweet and favorite cinnamon roll. I love you so, so much. Even if I have to make you love me, I will! My sweet, sweet cinnamon roll!

To be continued….

GOTA: Not bad to write in thirty minutes.

BD: Had a lot on my mind this evening. But hey, at least Shouto's Freestyle continues. Still shocked to have a non-virgin yandere for once.

GOTA: Wanted something different. Besides, the interaction between Shouto and Bakugo was hilarious.

BD: My God, Eri! What have you made me write!

GOTA: C'mon! Wasn't that bad!

BD: Yeah, yeah! True! Stay tuned for more, ladies and gentlemen!