Chapter 5: A Heroic Test
This sucked, Izuku had been given no time to see his girlfriend, and that simple fact had made him very frustrated.
Sure, he had just seen Himiko the day before, but he was expected to finish cleaning his section of the beach today, and he wanted to impress All Might by showing his progress—not just with a section of the beach, but with the entirety of the sparkling sands being spotless.
If this had been all Izuku would have needed to do, he would've been able to see Himiko after his training for the day, but he had to leave for the U.A. exam in under five hours.
"Move! Move! Move!" Izuku yelled to himself as he lifted garbage that would've been impossible for him to move an inch, not even a few months ago.
Izuku could feel his poor muscles screaming in pain at the frigid air of morning February. The sensation drove him crazy as his sweat left a slight haze of heat around him. It began to turn cold as the longer droplets lingered.
He'd tried putting on his track sweatshirt, but every time he did, the bulkiness of the cloth made him feel uncomfortable, chafing his neck and arms. Doing this had been so much easier in the summer months when he only needed a shirt and shorts.
His steady progress when moving the garbage ensured he had gotten done on time, but he ended up with the most agonizing ache he had ever had during this entire ten months of training.
As he stood on the scrapped truck All Might had tried having him move just four months ago, without success, he could see the sprawling clean sands of the beach he had worked so hard in.
The piles of garbage around him were packed away either in garbage bags or organized in easy-to-throw-away columns that stood taller than he was. The sight sent a jolt of satisfaction up his aching back, and for a moment, all he could do was stare.
And then, for some reason, he was yelling, whether in agony at his sore body or the primal sense of accomplishment he just didn't know. He just knew that he was yelling, and it was all he needed at this moment.
That was until his yell petered out along with his leg muscles, sending him to fall face-first and land on the now-clean beach below him.
About ten feet bellow. This was going to hurt.
'Guess I'll die after all,' he thought, way too tired to try and flail.
"You did good, young man!" The jubilant familiar voice of All Might praised him, and thankfully, he had saved Izuku from his fall.
"Oh, hey, All Might," Izuku croaked very tiredly. "When did you get here?"
"You serious? I was talking right next to you when you were up there screaming your head off."
"R-Really? Sorry, I guess I couldn't hear you," Izuku sighed, trying not to fall asleep in All Might's very warm hands.
To Izuku's annoyance, All Might set him down on shaky feet, stood tall over Him, and surveyed his work. "You've done great, young Midoriya! You've done better than great! I want to show you something." All Might pulled his phone out of the pockets of his jeans, unlocking the screen and scrolling to something.
When he finally showed Izuku, what he saw was a picture of himself, barely a few weeks into the training, crying on the ground.
"Uh, what am I looking at?"
"What, you ask? This was you not even ten months ago, and look at you now!" All Might's hands gestured grandly toward Izuku, who stood shirtless in the cold February air.
Now that Izuku had considered it, the muscle Himiko had complained about four months ago was even more defined. His torso was completely unrecognizable from what it must have looked like almost a year ago today.
"You've worked hard, heck, even harder than what I expected from you, and you've come out of your crucible stronger than when you entered! Now I can confidently say that you are worthy, Izuku Midoriya," All Might plucked a hair from his mane, giving it an odd look. "So, tell me. Are you prepared to inherit my power?"
"Yes," Izuku nodded, his resolve only strengthened by All Might's praise of his hard work.
"Good! Not even a moment's hesitation! This is the moment you'll grab your destiny," All Might waved his strand of hair as if saying this was his thread of fate, "Eat this!"
"Huh," Izuku asked, dead-eyed and disbelieving at All Might's words.
"Come on, kid! You've gotta ingest a bit of my DNA for my quirk to pass on to you! We don't have time; the entrance exam is a meager hour away, so eat! Eat! Eaaaaaaat!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaah," Izuku's scared scream echoed off the wall of trash above the pair.
"So nasty," Izuku shuddered, his hand clamped firmly around his mouth, remembering how All Might's hair had stuck in his throat for almost a full minute before finally going down.
The U.A. testing hall loomed over Izuku, massive in its size, but he figured it would need to be. After all, people from all over the country came here every year just to get a shot at U.A.
"Outta my way, you fucking nerd," Kacchan's rough glare barely phased Izuku at this point; after all, that look was nothing compared to Himiko's demonic training.
'Between All Might and Himiko, I'm surprised I'm even alive,' Izuku thought, crouching down, acting like he was tying his shoes, but in reality, he was rubbing his poor shins at the memory of all those kicks he'd had to repeat.
If he wasn't ready for this exam with All Might's strength training and quirk under his belt, then he thought about all the practical combat training Himiko had given him at least once every week for the past month.
'I can do this. I didn't work that hard and train half to death for nothing!'
So, feeling very confident, Izuku took his first step toward realizing his dream.
And he promptly fell face first, tripping on his own feet, 'or I guess I'll just die.'
Thankfully, he didn't die, but a weightless sensation settling over his his body, arresting his downward momentum.
"Sorry," a girl with round pink cheeks said, smiling at him. She quickly reoriented Izuku, setting him on his feet, and then she released her quirk. "I kinda used my quirk on you without asking, but I figured it'd be bad luck if you fell right before the tests."
Her bubbly smile reminded Izuku a lot of Himiko, and she seemed to have the odd rambling quality his girlfriend often had when she was flustered. Somehow, though, she didn't quite stack up to Himiko's cute, blushing face and toothy grin.
"Anyway, good luck on the test, and watch where you're walking next time," the girl waved at him, smiling.
"Uh, sure, thanks," Izuku said absently, not sure the girl had even heard him.
'Well, I guess I'm not the only one who's nervous,' Izuku sighed, watching where he put his feet for once.
Detective Tsukauchi was thoroughly stumped; close to a year ago, a string of similar attacks had happened to leave each victim heavily wounded.
This case seemed to be no different: a house filled with bloody splatters, a pair of dismembered bodies, and a girl tied up bleeding left for the police to find.
The strange thing was, the girl they'd found tied up was the same girl investigating officers had seen fleeing the scene.
To any regular cop, it might've been cut and dry. The imposter running was the murder culprit, and this girl had been framed. But Tsukauchi knew all too well because of his quirk that things weren't as they appeared.
At the scene, there were telltale marks that another fight had broken out, not between the daughter and assailant but between the daughter and someone else; perhaps the parents.
When Tsukauchi had asked the daughter, she had sworn up, and down that she didn't kill her parents. She claimed it had been another girl who had assaulted her, killed her parents, and, after subduing her, had been living in her house.
Of course, Tsukauchi knew that was a lie, not the part about the other girl assaulting her that was true, but Tsukauchi's quirk was lie detection. And this girl was lying when she said she wasn't the one to kill her parents, but the other girl.
This whole thing just got more and more complicated as it went on, but the first thing Tsukauchi had to do was establish a reason for the girl killing her parents. Then he would need to look into this mysterious "other girl" who'd attacked his current murder suspect.
The wounds the girl had on her body were very similar to a string of stabbings that had been steadily making their way down into Mustafa City. Each victim shared one thing in common; however, they were criminals in some form or another.
The first victim had been found in January of last year, and while he'd said he wasn't doing anything wrong, the girl who came forward a few weeks later painted a different picture.
She'd said she had been walking home from school that day, and the alleged victim had taken her into a side alley to do only god knew what. Then, a blonde girl came from nowhere and stabbed the guy three times before running away.
The second victim had been a petty mugger; he'd just snatched a woman's person and taken a detour down an alleyway when, you guessed it, he was stabbed. The purse had also been returned minus a couple of bills, however.
This pattern continued until the victims became more and more dangerous, now leading to the girl sitting in front of Tsukauchi.
"Naomi Tanaka, right?" Tsukauchi asked the girl.
"Y-Yes, sir."
"If you don't mind humoring me for a moment, I'd like to do a little test," the detective said, having something in mind just to make sure his quirk wasn't inaccurate. "I'm going to ask you a few insignificant questions, and you'll answer all but one of them truthfully. Got it?"
The girl looked at him very confused before she nodded, "Yes, sir."
"You currently attend Mustafa High; is that correct?"
"Yes, sir."
"Your parents are Daisuke and Michiko Tanaka, correct?"
"Yes, sir."
"And your favorite color is green, correct?"
"Yes, si—" Naomi froze for a second, confused. "Wait, no, my favorite color is purple."
Tsukauchi smiled to himself. It was a cheap trick, but it usually worked on nervous suspects, even more so when they were as young as this girl. He'd simply been asking her question all afternoon, whose simple answer would be yes. Then he'd thrown her a random question that held no real significance other than helping confirm his quirk was indeed working.
Her favorite color was not green but purple. Of course, that meant when she said the girl who had assaulted her had killed her parents, she had been lying. Using his quirk for evidence would not be admissible in court, but it gave them a solid basis to form the investigation on.
This girl was the murderer, and the stabbing vigilante had most likely either witnessed the murder or walked in on it. So, their top priority at this point was to find the girl who had assaulted Naomi. However, she had inadvertently given them a big clue about her identity. She had some sort of shape-shifting quirk because there was simply no way the girl fleeing the scene was Naomi Tanaka.
'That written exam wasn't too difficult,' Izuku thought, smiling to himself as he stood in front of the practical exam's Test City A.
Looking around, Izuku could see a few familiar faces in the crowd of kids in his testing group. For one, the very strict-looking boy with glasses was glaring in Izuku's direction, no doubt remembering Izuku from when he had called him out for his nervous muttering. The nice girl who'd stopped him from falling was also here. Izuku might have approached the girl if she hadn't already looked so clearly on edge herself.
The entire assembly of kids looked extremely nervous, though, 'm-maybe I'm not the only person freaking out.'
Izuku slapped both of his cheeks, remembering what Himiko often told him.
"If you don't focus, you'll just make mistakes, so if ya need a little encouragement, just remember the marks on your neck," the wink she had shot Izuku after saying that made him blush from head to toe.
A gentle smile curved Izuku's lips as he ran his fingers over a bite mark on his shoulder that Himiko had left a few days ago.
A loud buzzer sounded, signaling the start of the test; most of the kids froze in their conversations with one another and looked around, confused.
Izuku's green eyes focused on the opening gate leading into the city. He could hear Present Mic yelling over the loudspeaker," Hey, at least one of you has the right idea! There's no point in being a hero if you gotta wait for me to tell you to start kicking butt!"
That made the other dumbstruck kids, watching the small curly-haired boys back and getting further away, snap out of their confusion and chase after Izuku.
The first person to reach and pass him was the boy with glasses. Izuku could see his lips pressed into a thin line as he refused to make eye contact with Izuku.
'I wonder what that was about,' Izuku frowned, shaking his head, then focused on his sprint, very thankful Himiko had made him begin building up his speed and stamina.
A few other examinees were close behind Izuku, but none could catch up to him before Izuku caught sight of a robot the size of a car. It was built strangely, walking on all fours and sporting a scorpion-like tail.
Izuku grabbed his neck, thumbing the teeth marks Himiko had left, 'I can't hesitate now!'
Tensing his legs for a fast upward lunge, Izuku was very surprised when he cleared the robot's legs, landing butt first on its back, "Holy whoa! I knew I could jump high, but I haven't ever really paid attention!"
Izuku stood shakily on his feet as the robot tried in vain to shake him off.
'I need to look for a weak point,' Izuku looked around at the robot's body, quickly noting the joint on the loosely connected tail and the delicate-looking head casing to hold the cameras used for the eyes.
Izuku quickly grabbed hold of the stinger, bracing his foot against the base of the tail, and yanked with all his might. The satisfying sound of metal and wires tearing made him grin.
Hoisting the tail over his head, Izuku brought it down on the robot's head, destroying the delicate casing. He couldn't stop now; even if he destroyed it, he'd wasted too much time on this one robot. Looking down at the large stinger in both his hands, Izuku found an odd mechanism near the tip he was sure he knew the function of.
"Gotta make this easier to carry," Izuku studied the sections of the tail for a moment, noting that each section had a power cell, "so if I do this, it should still work."
Izuku quickly smashed the longer sections of the tail, keeping only the stinger and the joint directly below it. He then quickly ran from the destroyed robot, catching sight of three more robots lined up.
'Perfect,' Izuku grinned, pointing the stinger perfectly vertically to the line the robots had inadvertently made. Izuku flipped the mechanism near the stinger, and a concentrated beam shot from the stinger, shooting through the heads of two of the robots. The final robot had taken the dulled blast quite well, losing only a few legs, but Izuku wasn't about to let it get away.
He quickly jumped over the rubble of the two robots he'd destroyed and brought the stinger viciously down on the robot's head.
"That's four! That's not bad, but I've only gotten nine points. I destroyed that two-pointer at the start, then another one with the blast; the one behind that one was one point. Then this last one was a three-pointer."
Izuku stepped down from the three-pointer scrap pile and looked at his improvised laser. The thing was all but out of juice with that intense blast he'd used, and then he'd finished it when sinking it into the head of the three-pointer. So he dropped the useless weapon and turned.
A metal arm nearly took Izuku's head off in surprise, but thankfully, Himiko's constant sneak attacks helped improve his reaction time. He still took a cut to the side of his cheek, but as he twisted away from the robot, he brought his leg around and smashed his shin into his attacker's head casing. It promptly shattered under the force.
Izuku winced, not in pain, but at how powerful his kicks were. He knew he'd gotten much better at leg attacks, and sure, he'd been kicking super hard stuff. But this was ridiculous, and it barely even hurt.
"Make that ten points," he muttered, looking at the one-pointer, "but I won't get many points at this rate. I need to find some way to destroy them faster."
'Maybe if I just focus on their heads,' he thought.
As he moved to attack the next robot, he heard someone groaning nearby. Izuku stopped, looking around, all thoughts of points gone. A boy was on the ground nearby, one of the robots wailing on him, giving no mercy.
Izuku's feral snarl was almost on par with Himiko's when he quickly ran toward the robot. He leaped into the air, kicking the robot's head clean off without hesitation.
"You okay," Izuku asked, holding a hand out to the boy, whose tired purple eyes met Izuku's.
"Yeah, I'm good. Thanks for that, I knew this would be hard, but I didn't think the robots would just beat the crap out of us."
"Y-Yeah, one of them almost took my head off a second ago," Izuku said, pointing at his cut from the one pointer as he hoisted the purple-haired boy to his feet," I'm Izuku Midoriya."
"Shinso Hitoshi, listen. Thanks for the help, but I'm going to get back to it, okay?"
Izuku stopped, realizing he'd forgotten the test altogether. "R-right, me too. I'll see you around Hitoshi-san."
The boys parted, and Shinso headed further into the city; Izuku, for his part, was thinking.
'I've only got eleven points currently, so I'm gonna have to pick up the pace, but there are a lot more people around here, now the points are gonna be way more scarce in this area.'
A loud rumbling filled the city near Izuku when he tried to head deeper as Shinso had. The large looming figure of the zero-pointer made Izuku shudder.
'That thing is huge,' Izuku thought, starting to run along with the other examinees.
"Ow," a familiar voice cried out in the direction Izuku had turned away from. He turned, dread filling his stomach, knowing he'd regret it if he didn't turn to look.
Sitting on the ground with her leg under a large chunk of concrete, Izuku recognized the same girl with round red cheeks. The enormous zero-pointer was steadily approaching her, and the grinding of its treads gave no illusion that the girl would be fine if she fell beneath them.
Looking down in fear, Izuku realized his stupid feet were moving again, running not away from, but toward, the girl and the giant robot.
"Oh, come on," He yelled in fear at his stupid instincts, "What the hell am I doing?!"
The girl seemed to hear his shouting. Their eyes met for a moment before Izuku was past her, leaping with all his strength in one leg to propel him.
*Snap*
'Shit,' Izuku gasped, feeling the utter pain that shot up his entire body, making his brain go fuzzy. Even through the pain, Izuku could feel the cold wind on his face, and he could see he'd leaped so hard he had already reached the robot's head. 'Gotta get it just right !'
Winding his unbroken leg back, Izuku brought it forward like he was kicking a soccer ball. The force of his kick sent even more jolts of pain up his sides, making him gasp.
The force of his blow all but obliterated the robot's head. However, the destruction didn't stop at the head. His windup had made a trail of wind that followed the initial blow of the attack, which slammed into the robot, impacting it a second time and sending it flying into the distance of the sprawling test city.
"Huh?" Izuku gaped at the force he had exerted. He'd meant to destroy the thing, but he'd punted it like a soccer ball.
Before he could stare in even more open shock, he felt the whoosh of air slamming into his body as he fell several stories.
"Aaaaaaaah!" This fall was very different from his attempt at taking his life almost ten months ago. This time, he was terrified of the impact that would definitely end his life.
'Wait, All Might lands all the time from this high up without breaking any of his bones. Idiot! All Might doesn't have already broken legs when he tries to land! If I use the force of the wind from a punch, I can stop my momentum, but do I use one or two arms for that? The force of one kick was this destructive, so a punch should be powerful but not anywhere near the earlier blast.'
Izuku cocked back his fist, ready to sacrifice another arm for the meager chance he could survive this fall, "aaaaaaah!"
Just as he could feel his arms tense up, a soft-handed slap slammed into the side of his face, arresting his momentum and sending him flying sideways. The familiar weightless sensation of the hurt girl's quirk made Izuku feel dizzy, but it seemed to be worse on her.
"And release!" She sighed, touching the tips of her fingers together, seeming very relieved, and then she promptly vomited all over the ground in front of her.
Izuku felt awful; his legs were bent at odd angles, and he could feel them beginning to swell, "ow, that hurts." He winced, sitting up on his butt, trying but not wanting to touch his legs.
As he poked at his right leg, an intense pain shot up his entire body, "yep, they're broken.
He just stared dumbly down at his broken and twisted legs, thoughts focused on the fact that he was still alive, 'Oh, thank god! Himiko would've killed me if I died during the test.'
"The test!" Izuku shot up, his legs aching as he did. He glanced around, scrambling to find something, when his frantic hands closed around a baseball-sized rock. "Perfect!"
He gazed around, setting his eyes on another robot that hadn't been destroyed, but just as he was winding up to send the stone through the robot's head, the exam buzzer sounded.
"Uh oh! Heads up, everyone—it looks like time is up, and the exam is officially over!" Present Mic yelled through the loudspeaker.
Izuku fell back, dropping the stone to his side and letting his hands fall to his sides. "I only got eleven points." Izuku sighed dejectedly. There was no point dwelling on it, though.
A huge crowd gathered around him and the girl who had saved him.
"Are you alright," Izuku asked, sitting up from his painful position.
"Me! Your legs are broken!" She screamed at him before the loud, jarring rattle of her voice made her retch again.
"H-Hey calm down," Izuku said very worriedly.
"What's all this racket," came a wizened voice to Izuku's right.
A very small old woman was pushing her way through the crowd of kids, making her way over to Izuku.
"Whoa! You're Recovery Girl," Izuku yelled, star-struck. "I saw you when you were volunteering at the same hospital I went to as a kid!"
A soft yet firm wrap of her cane on Izuku's head made him shut up instantly, "Stop yelling, boy! Your legs are broken enough as they are without all your fidgeting."
"O-Oh, sorry," Izuku sat quietly, very ashamed of himself, but not so much as when her lips pressed against the side of his head, making a wet smooching sound.
Before he could recoil in utter embarrassment, he could hear loud cracking, snapping, and popping noises that made him cringe. In a matter of moments, his legs had straightened and fixed themselves.
Izuku poked at his legs, feeling no more pain, so bracing himself, he stood on shaky legs.
"Oh! You can already stand? You've got some good legs on you, huh," Recovery Girl remarked, rapping the backs of his knees with her cane.
"Y-Yes, ma'am, I did a lot of strength training, but I focused the last month on reinforcing my legs."
"Well, at least you put some thought into it and didn't just come here trying to take the test easy."
As Recovery Girl made her rounds, healing participants who needed it, Izuku made his way to the exit, not wanting to waste any time getting home. After all, Himiko was waiting with his mom in the apartment.
"I don't think I did too bad; all things considered, I still managed to get eleven points, but I don't know how that score will compare to the other people's."
Himiko and his mom were listening to him as he explained how his exam had gone. At the mention of almost getting a concussion from one of the robots, his mom was all but in tears, and Himiko was slapping his back playfully.
"I'm glad my combat lessons helped ya not die!" She laughed, making his mom's sobs intensify at the mention of Izuku dying.
Izuku stumbled over his words, not knowing who to respond to first: "M-mom! T-Toga-chan, you know how sensitive Mom is!"
As her crying subsided, his mom smiled widely at the pair. "You two should head into the living room and talk. I've got to get dinner ready to celebrate Izuku finishing his test."
" 'Kay!"
"Alright!"
"Say Izu? Now that you're done with the U.A. entrance exam, you've got a lot more free time, right?"
"W-Well, yeah. Why?"
"Let's go on a date!"
"H-Huh?!" Izuku's heart leaped into his throat. Sure, they'd said they were dating and had done some intense things. But a proper date? Neither of them had outright said they were on a date before when they'd hung out together.
"A-A-Are you s-s-sure? W-W-We've been doing stuff like that already, and I know we're b-b-boyfriend and g-g-girlfriend, but-"
A rough, toothy kiss met Izuku's lips, cutting his stuttering off and sending jolts up his spine. For a moment, he froze, but then he wrapped the smaller girl in his arms, giving her a tight hug and returning the kiss, just not as roughly as Himiko had.
"A-All right, did you have something in mind?" He asked as Himiko broke off the kiss, plopping down on the couch.
"Mhmm, I wanna go watch a movie!" The grin that spread across her face made Izuku blush as he sat beside her.
"That's a pretty normal date idea; what'd you want to watch?"
Her smile widened, making Izuku very worried, "a horror movie, of course!"
Izuku just knew he'd probably be shaking by the end of that date. He was no good with horror; even the slightest surprise made him jump several feet.
But it was what Himiko wanted, so he'd give in. After all, maybe they'd have a lot of fun. "Okay, just let me know when we'll go."
"Okay!" Himiko cheered, falling sideways to lay across Izuku's lap.
Izuku smiled, resting his hand on her head and running his fingers through her blonde locks.
Chapter 6: A Movie, and a Show?
"Regular speech,"
"Flashback speech,"
'Inner dialogue,'
'Phone Text Chat'
A large bloody knife tore through the air, splitting flesh and sending red spurts of blood spraying in all directions. The assailant's face was grinning madly, white teeth splattered red.
Izuku screamed unabashedly as the person tumbled to the ground, fatally wounded.
"Izu," Himiko softly whispered to the boy, drawing his attention from the horrifying images on the screen. Her cheeks puffed up in annoyance, making him blush, "I'm the one that's supposed to be scared!"
"S-Sorry! I told you I'm terrible with this kind of stuff," he admitted, blushing and rubbing the back of his head.
Himiko's large grin widened as she leaned into Izuku, wrapping her arms around one of his and pulling him closer. "Aww, it's fine! As long as I get to cuddle with you, I'm fine!"
Izuku looked down at the girl in mortification, "You do that all the time anyway."
"Yep! That's why I'm always smiling," to punctuate that, Himiko bared her teeth with half-lidded eyes and a full blush.
Izuku smiled down at the girl, blushing at her cute fanged grin and red flushed face. Izuku noticed Himiko almost always had a blush on her face. Oddly, it wasn't one of embarrassment, like most of Izuku's, but he just couldn't figure out what kind of blush it was. Not that it mattered; he had just never given much thought to one of the features that made her so cute.
"Hey, Izu," her low whisper right next to his ear made Izuku's spine tingle. "Wanna make out a little?"
Izuku, for his part, looked at Himiko very quickly, only now noticing they had taken the very back row seats, and not a single person was within at least five rows of them—no wonder the sly girl had chosen to sit so far back despite wanting to see the movie.
"W-W-What!" He half shouted, half-whispered back.
"Come ooooon Izu," she whined, getting very close and raising the armrest between them so she could spill into his lap. "Seeing all this fake blood is making me all hot and bothered for the real thing."
'I-I did say she could have any whenever she wanted,' Izuku grimaced, not realizing his own words would bite him in the butt so badly now.
Izuku looked down at his feet, averting his gaze from Himiko's before nodding, "O-okay, but don't g-get to out of h-hand."
"Alrighty!" The girl chirped, leaning her head towards Izuku's neck without hesitation.
He expected her to sink her teeth in, but the sharp sensation never came. Instead, a wet, feathery sensation met his senses. She was licking him!
'I can take b-biting in a place like this, but licking!?'
His skin broke out into goosebumps wherever her tongue made contact, her left hand slowly stroking his stomach and the other on his thigh rubbing him hardly helped.
"H-Himiko," Izuku panted as his hand went to stroke the girl's hair and the other to grip her hip, which had started grinding into him.
"Izuuuu," as she purred his nickname, he could swear there were hearts in her eyes, "you said my first name."
If Izuku was flustered before, it was nothing compared to the feeling of Himiko's soft lips meeting his skin and her fangs sinking into his shoulder. He didn't exactly know when, but his body had started responding to the girl's bites in a very embarrassing way. His now tight pants were very uncomfortable with Himiko basically in his lap.
'Don't think about One for All going down there! Don't think about One for All going down there! Don't think about One for All going down there!' He chanted in his head, trying not to sully the power All Might had given him. The thought of breaking his little buddy didn't help his nerves either.
Himiko paused as her hand on his thigh rose to touch the very center of his frantic attention, and this time, her face broke into a blush he knew was one of embarrassment.
"Izu," she whispered very seductively. The wide grin on her face was wiped away with a lust-filled bite of her bottom lip.
'Oh, crap! Oh, crap!'
All of his self-restraint went right out the window as he pulled Himiko to himself, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Himiko was normally the one to initiate most kisses, including all those with tongue. But Izuku couldn't help himself this time; her face was just way too cute.
The tongue war they usually had was nonexistent as Izuku had free reign in the girl's mouth, and he didn't waste this opportunity to explore every inch with gusto.
Izuku couldn't help but note every tiny detail about her mouth. From her small pink lips, the fangs that grazed against his tongue, and her soft, velvety tongue lazily twisting around his own. It was so maddening for him how great this felt.
"Ishu!" Himiko slurred, her legs trembling beneath him.
"Himiko," his assault on the girl's mouth was put on hold as he moved his lips to her neck, wanting to return the favor from earlier.
Her soft, sweet skin was amazing to run his tongue along; goosebumps rose on her flesh as he licked and sucked at the soft, supple skin on her neck. While he wouldn't normally do this, he knew it drove Himiko crazy, so gently, he sank his teeth into the girl's neck, biting only half as hard as she normally did.
This elicited a low moan from the girl that she muffled with her sweater, "Izu! I'm… I'm g-gonna!"
Her frantic wiggling against his crotch grew in rhythm before it stopped altogether, her legs wrapping painfully around one of his own. He could feel a small wet spot forming on his leg as she shuddered. Her fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt, and he could feel her nails scraping the flesh beneath.
As her shaking subsided, Izuku slowly released her neck, kissing the tender spot and making her give one last jolt.
Her legs slowly released their death grip on him, and her eyes were very watery as a small, shaky smile spread across her face. "Izu."
The quiet, loving way she had said his name was amazing, and so was the gentle kiss she gave him in return.
As his hormones died down and the situation had passed, he realized with a very red face what he'd just done to Himiko.
"I-I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" he fretted over the girl, hovering his hands over her face and not quite making contact.
The hazy-eyed pout she gave him made his worries evaporate. "It's fine. I felt really good just now. Have you ever done that before?"
"N-No! Of course not!"
The soft purr she gave made his spine stiffen. "Mmm, good. I've never done that either. I kind of want to do it to you," she whispered into his ear, almost making his brain explode.
Her hand that had been resting on his stomach now made its way down to the hem of his pants, brushing beneath the line of his boxers.
"M-Maybe we shouldn't do this here," Izuku gasped, squirming in his seat and looking around very nervously.
The little giggle she gave Izuku gave him pause at its evil nature, "You didn't exactly stop when you were making me stain my panties, Izu, and you told me not to get out of hand."
A small squeak escaped his lips, and a head-to-toe blush broke out as her hand sped down to his member. Her delicate fingers wrapped firmly around his shaft, slowly stroking it up and down.
Himiko showed Izuku no mercy as her lips started assaulting his neck with frantic kisses and bites that made him jump. Meanwhile, her hand continued slowly stroking him, up and down, up and down.
"H-Himko," he breathed out, panting, his hips involuntarily raising to meet the girl's strokes.
"Izuuuu," she whispered in his ear, nibbling on the lobe. Her gentle stroking began to quicken to meet his thrusts.
"Looks like all that endurance training paid off, Izu," she smiled at him through his blurry, lust-filled vision, "but I think this will get you."
Izuku was finding it very hard to understand what she meant up until her teeth sank into his shoulder, far harder than his own had into hers. The resulting sensation of her sucking blood made him shudder, his legs going weak, and no longer able to move.
"I-I'm g-gonna!"
Himiko released his shoulder, picking up the pace and moving close to his ear, "let it all out, Izu," she whispered huskily.
"Aaaaah," Izuku half sighed, half grunted, as he released all of his pent-up lust into Himiko's hand, which had covered the head of his penis, catching everything.
As his climax came and went, he could only pant, eyes drooping as Himiko stared him in the eyes. Her hand slowly retracted from his pants, making him blush at the sticky deposits that had come with it.
And then she did something that made his eyes widen, and his breath picked up again. She slowly and methodically began cleaning off her hand… with her tongue.
"H-Himiko d-don't do that!" He whispered, extremely red in the face but not tearing his gaze away.
As she gazed into Izuku's eyes, not stopping, she finally showed him her palm, clean of his fluids. Then she opened her mouth and pulled her cheek back with a finger, showing that her tongue was clean. Her fangs gleamed in the red light of the movie playing, now long forgotten by the pair.
"H-H-Himiko! W-W-Why did you-"
Her blush colored Himiko's toothy grin. "I wanted to taste you more, so I did. You wanna get out of here? This got a little boring compared to our fun."
"S-Sure," Izuku smiled when the girl took his hands, leading him out of the nearly empty movie theatre.
The pair quickly ran down the street, making a straight line for Izuku's house. The sun had set hours ago, and their hurried pace narrowed their situational awareness. So much so that Himiko barely had time to step to the side, causing the small white body she'd noticed to slam head-first into Izuku's crotch, making him double over in pain.
"W-W-What the heck?" Izuku wheezed, looking at the source of his testicular assault. What he found made his heart stop.
A small girl with a single small horn and white unkempt hair looked up at Izuku with fear so intense he nearly mistook her for a frightened animal. A copious amount of bandages covered her arms and legs. Her only clothing was a ragged and dirty dress that may have once been white.
"Are you okay," Izuku asked her, all traces of his stutter gone and his natural protectiveness kicking in.
The girl shook her head frantically, crushing her head against Izuku's chest, wiping her tear-streaked face into his shirt. If it had been any other time of day, Izuku might have thought the girl had just been separated from her parents, but it was way too late in the day for a girl to be out on her own. Any parent wouldn't have let her run off into the night.
"Eri," a gruff, annoyed voice said, emerging from the shadows of an alleyway. "What are you doing? Stop bothering those kids. Can't you see they're on a date?"
The little girl's body tensed under Izuku's loose hug, making him start to sweat very heavily.
"Sorry, she seems a little scared," Izuku smiled nervously at the man, trying to gauge his reaction. "Is she your daughter?"
Now that he had caught a good look at the man, he could see that he was a towering, muscular man with a clean-shaven head.
The man's hesitation before speaking said more than words could. "Y-Yeah, we were playing a game, and she ran off without me. Come back over here, Eri."
A small whisper met Izuku's ear, and he strained to hear the girl's small whisper, "he's not my daddy."
The voice the small girl let out was trembling and filled with fear.
Izuku froze, trying not to snarl, fearing he would scare the girl, "she's not going anywhere."
The murderous look Himiko gave the man made him back up for a moment before he smirked at the pair and stepped back toward them.
"I don't know what you kids think you're doing, but I'm gonna beat the shit outta your boyfriend, then have some fun with you when I'm done," the bald man began unbuttoning his shirt, shining crystals sprouting from his skin and forming makeshift armor on his arms, back, and head.
"The fuck you are!" Izuku's uncharacteristic shout made Himiko's eyes turn to him, "Himiko, watch this little girl."
Himiko sent him a frown of worry, "Izu, what are you gonna do? You don't have a quirk," she said, very worried but smart enough to keep her voice down so the bald man couldn't hear her.
"Don't worry, this guy doesn't stand a chance against me. Just make sure she's alright," Izuku looked at the little girl, giving her a soft smile that made her shaking stop, and her eyes started to sparkle with wonder.
"You got a real set of balls on you, kid; it makes sense though you don't wanna look like a bitch in front of your girl. But I'm gonna tell you now, kid; you ain't gonna leave even a scratch on me."
Izuku suppressed the urge to run at this guy and kick him full force with One for All. He wouldn't be of any use to Himiko and the girl if he were down a leg, though. He didn't even know if a full shot of All Might's quirk could K.O. this guy.
'Wait! That's it! All Might!' As Izuku approached the villain, he turned slightly to the side to reach into his back pocket unnoticed. As he unlocked his phone, he quickly tapped the screen where he hoped the contact list was. If his memory served him well, then he needed to press… there! A light ringing met his ears before he stuffed the phone back into his pocket.
'I've gotta do something in the meantime, though, but I can't just put all my power in one arm or leg again that would just shatter it, and then I'd be down a limb. Wait, one limb? What if I send One for All into all my limbs? Not just for an instant, but what if I kept up the wattage? I've gotta visualize the egg cooking in the microwave and not bursting!'
As the power of One for All flooded his limbs, he could feel his muscles trying to unravel every time he flexed even a fraction.
'Less power!'
His vibrating muscles began to settle, tense as steel cords, but no longer in danger of snapping, 'got it! Now I just gotta hold this, and I should be alright.'
"What's the matter, kid? Gonna piss yourself, you're shaking like a leaf over there," the man goaded, smirking at Izuku," I don't blame ya; I'm about to turn you into a red paste and fuck your girlfriend over there."
The intense glare Izuku sent the man unsettled him; the energy running through Izuku's body made his green eyes glow with power in the darkness of the night.
"I'm not shaking 'cause I'm scared; I'm shaking because I'm brimming with power and about to cave your face in," Izuku snarled, stepping one foot forward and then tensing in preparation.
'I'm gonna be fast! I've got to account for that. Otherwise, I'll overshoot him and lose my element of surprise. '
Izuku's taught leg muscles sprang him forward, rocketing at a pace no one but him had expected. As he approached the stunned man, he quickly noted how his crystals couldn't completely cover his face either because they couldn't or because he wouldn't be able to see if they did. Shrugging, Izuku didn't care; either way, it made a perfect target.
"SMASH!" Izuku yelled, sending a sideways kick to the side of the man's head. The guy's feet left the ground and slammed face-first into the wall beside him.
Izuku quickly retreated to Himiko and the little girl's side, eyes never leaving where he had sent the villain flying.
A powerful but soft set of hands gripped the sides of Izuku's face, yanking him to look into Himiko's eyes, "What was that, Izu? I thought you didn't have a quirk."
His girlfriend's tone sent shivers down his spine at the ire it held," I-I have a good explanation."
The intense stare she gave him did not allow room for lies. "You better, Izu."
He nodded at the girl, pulling his phone from his pocket, the call having since disconnected. All Might had tried over a dozen times to contact Izuku again, but he couldn't answer while kicking the villain through a wall. Now Izuku sent All Might their GPS location, hoping he could arrive soon.
"The fuck was that kid," Izuku froze, hearing the villain shifting rubble underfoot, exiting the hole he'd been sent through, and spitting out a couple of bloody lumps, "you got some power! Even broke a couple of teeth!"
'Crap, that didn't knock him out?'
"Don't worry, this next one will put you out for sure," Izuku yelled, dashing back toward the man, but he didn't have the element of surprise this time, and the man quickly grew crystals along his arm, swinging the sword-like appendage at Izuku.
A quick backflip helped Izuku avoid the deadly ark of the weapon, which made him pant, his veins pumping full of adrenaline.
'I've gotta get in close again, but that's easier said than done. That sword arm of his is gonna keep me at a distance. Thinking logically though, this isn't a situation to win necessarily, but to hold him off long enough for All Might to get here?'
A determined smile came to Izuku's face, making the villain grind his teeth in annoyance.
"The fuck are you smirking about, asshole!"
"Nothing really, just the thought of how funny you'll look knocked out in a smoking crater here in a few seconds."
That seemed to piss the guy off because he quickly threw all caution to the wind, charging Izuku and enlarging his sword into a massive crystal fist, "I'm gonna flatten you, you little shit!"
Izuku waited until the last possible moment when the fist was just overhead, and then he sprang to the side, letting it impact the ground with incredible force. As the villain started to lift the appendage from the ground, Izuku rushed at him, intending to send the villain through another wall.
"Izu! Jump back!" Himiko yelled, warning him of something.
Izuku wasted no time jumping backward, but even despite his instant response, a single spike of crystal pierced his shoulder, sending a lance of pain through his arm.
"Ha, gotcha, you little shit, all you're jumping around and yapping really started pissing me off! So I hope it fuckin hurts!"
Izuku's backward leap had brought him very close to Himiko and the girl she had been protecting. "Are you okay, Izu?" Himiko asked, very worried, making Izuku sigh happily.
'At least she's not completely pissed at me.'
"I think I'm gonna kill you now, kid." The villain gloated, trudging toward Izuku and readying another attack. This time, he seemed to be winding up for something powerful.
Jumping into the air, the man's shoes burst open as crystal propelled him further so that he could angle himself to come crashing down on Izuku with a fist five sizes larger than the last.
'This is bad! I'm going to have to sacrifice an arm to blow him away,' Izuku thought, power flaring in his right arm, the sheer force of his muscles flexing ripped the sleeve of his hoodie.
"Manchester Smaaaaaash," yelled the familiar voice of All Might as he let a hard downward blow slam into the back of the villain's skull, sending him into unconsciousness at the bottom of a crater.
Izuku let the crackling energy of One for All dissipate from his muscles so that he didn't feel like his entire body was screaming at him anymore.
"T-Thanks so much for coming, All Might," Izuku sighed happily, stumbling back, about to fall into a dead faint.
A warm pair of small hands wrapped around Izuku's stomach, gently lowering him to lay his head on her lap. Himiko whispered gently into his ear, "I've got you, Izu."
"Young Toga, is he quite alright?"
Izuku could feel his girlfriend nod from above him, "I think so. He's just exhausted from using… his quirk."
"S-Sorry, I didn't tell you," he croaked, feeling his neck muscles pulse from the strain they had been under.
A single droplet landed on Izuku's face, causing him to flinch in wonder. Himiko was crying. He'd only seen this sight once, and they had been very young back then.
"W-Why didn't y-you tell m-me? Didn't you t-trust me?" She asked, sobbing, her fangs biting so hard into her bottom lip she had drawn blood.
Reaching an aching hand up to wipe the tears from her face, Izuku shook his head, crying with her, "I-I'm so s-sorry Himiko, I w-wanted to tell you b-but I had to keep my promise with A-All Might."
"He's telling the truth, I'm afraid," All Might sighed, walking over to the couple as they cried their eyes out to one another, "I swore him to secrecy; even his mother doesn't know about it."
"What? Why? Why did you make him keep his quirk a secret?"
All Might's gaze met with Izuku's. He tried to silently convey his emotions so that All Might understood.
Thankfully, the pro hero had seemed to understand, nodding to his successor, "I trust your judgment, my boy! I'll give you two some time while I call my friend in the police force to come by and see about that girl."
Izuku jolted for a moment, remembering why the fight had started. He looked for the girl, quickly seeing that she was buried face-first into his shirt as he lay against Himiko. He ran a soft hand through the girl's long white hair, smiling.
"Where should I start?" Izuku asked softly, gazing at his crying girlfriend.
"J-Just start from the beginning," Himiko cried, gripping his shirt as if scared he would vanish.
And so he did. Izuku reminded her how, after the sludge villain's attack, he had been visited by All Might, but instead of simply offering to train Izuku, he had told him he could inherit All Might's quirk. Then, about the subsequent need for his strength training so that his body wouldn't just explode from the uncontrollable force when he took in the quirk. And then how All Might had warned him against the danger of announcing to the world that a quirk like One for All could be passed on.
"If it's so dangerous to tell people, why didn't you just lie, dummy," Himiko asked, looking at him incredulously. "You could've just said All Might's training had been to draw out your quirk that you'd suppressed your whole life or something."
"I don't want to lie to you, Himiko," Izuku said, tears rising to his eyes. "You're really important to me, and I don't want you to ever leave."
Her quavering lips and sparkling eyes made Izuku's breath catch in his throat. "You dummy," she cried harder, bending down to kiss the boy, tears rolling down her cheeks only to spill over onto Izuku's.
Once she pulled away from him, Izuku looked up at the girl, her fangs peeking out from her soft lips, "I love you."
Izuku sighed, running his thumb along her cheek.
"W-What," the girl squeaked, very shocked by Izuku's declaration.
"I-I-I said I l-love you, H-Himiko," Izuku shouted, even more conviction in his eyes than before.
"You dummy!" Himiko shouted lightly, rapping her knuckles across Izuku's head in embarrassment. But then she let her hands rest on either side of his face, stroking the freckled skin, "I love you too."
The kiss they shared after admitting that simple fact to one another had felt simply amazing in that moment. And then All Might coughed, startling the two.
"I hate to interrupt, but we've gotta meet Tsukauchi at your apartment, young Midoriya. The police are waiting there, and I think we'd better get going while this guy's still unconscious so I can carry him."
"R-Right," Izuku stuttered, his face red at the thought All Might had heard his declaration of love to Himiko. The little girl sleeping on his chest never stirred as he stood to his feet, carrying her back to the apartment.
Chapter 7: A New Normal
The Symbol of Peace watched as the crystal villain he'd captured sat in an interrogation room; he'd been in there for almost ten hours now and hadn't said a single word to anyone.
The girl his protege had saved was currently asleep in the boy's lap, holding onto his shirt for dear life. Next to him was Himiko Toga, her head leaning against the boy's shoulder and an arm stroking the little girl's hair.
If he was being honest, All Might thought the pair were moving too quickly to admit love to one another. But on the other hand, it had been damn near four months since young Midorya had told him he was dating the girl. All Might didn't know much about relationships between kids; he had been focused entirely on training and only developed that kind of relationship after graduating from U.A.
While their relationship had done wonders for the boy's confidence, he couldn't help but notice the long line of hickeys the boy often had. And then there were the bite marks, some of which had scarred the boy. The worst had to be a bite on the side of the boy's neck near the start of his shoulder. All Might had seen that mark given enough time to heal, only for it to seemingly reopen after only a week or two.
He'd asked young Midoriya about it, but of course, the boy had given him such a selfless answer that he'd nearly been taken aback.
"It's to help Himiko, All Might," the intense stare he'd given the pro hero had rivaled that of his face when intensely focusing on his training. "Her quirk gives her an unhealthy obsession with blood, and I promised her if it would help her live more normally, she could take mine anytime she wanted."
"Do you think that's wise, young man," All Might had asked, understanding the boy's reasoning but not willing to leave any questions unasked. "What will you do if you are both separated? Or if you ever break up with her? Will you continue to be her own personal blood bank?"
The boy had looked down to his feet, not wanting to imagine young Toga and himself separating for good, "e-even then, I still would. I care about her too much to just abandon her like that."
All Might had nodded, satisfied with the answer for the time being. "I understand. But try and set some boundaries for her. If she keeps biting the same spot repeatedly, it will scar, and she may eventually take a chunk with her."
As he recalled the memory while looking at the pair, a soft smile came over his face despite the morbid bite mark that had returned to his student's neck.
What made All Might almost spit out the coffee he'd been drinking was the matching bite mark young Toga had on her shoulder. It looked very fresh, too.
Now that he thought about it, he realized the pair had been out very late when he found them.
'Am I gonna have to give you a safe sex talk?' He thought, rubbing his face very tiredly.
The police officers had asked them a lot of questions, and when he said a lot, Izuku meant a lot: what they'd been doing out so late, why they had engaged the villain and not simply run, and If the villain had mentioned why he was chasing the girl.
Izuku had grown pretty annoyed at the constant bombardment of the same questions they'd asked a dozen times, just worded differently.
"I'm tiiiiiired Izu," Himiko whined, snuggling her head closer to his and wrapping her arm around the little girl.
"I know; Mom is trying to convince them to let us leave," Izuku sighed, tracing circles into Eri's back.
"I know it's a bit taxing," All Might said, approaching the pair," but bear with the police. Their procedures are an essential part of hero work for you to become accustomed to. But don't worry, we'll get the two of you out of here soon!"
"W-Wait! What about Eri," Izuku asked, his arms protectively circling the girl.
All Might scratched the side of his head with a finger, his smile strained. "Well, she'll be taken to a foster home either until her closest living relatives are found or until they find a family to adopt her permanently.
"T-Then let me and my mom be her foster family!" Izuku said, his eyes never wavering from All Might.
"Young Midoriya! While I admire your conviction in wanting to protect this girl, you are not in any position to offer that." All Might said, sternly scalding Izuku.
"It's okay, All Might," Izuku's mother finally emerged from the detective's office, a small smile on her face. "I already guessed what Izuku would say and asked the same thing he did. Do you think you can carry her, Izuku?"
"Y-Yes!" Izuku nodded excitedly, carrying the girl in a princess carry that made Himiko puff her cheeks out.
"Not fair," she huffed, poking Izuku's cheek, "you haven't carried me like that."
"I-It's not like I w-wouldn't if you asked," he said, averting his gaze, a blush coming to his cheeks at his mom's smile, "a-anyway, let's go. I think Eri's had a long day as it is."
Himiko rolled her eyes at him, seeming fidgety and very happy to leave the police station, "Is it alright if I stay with you guys tonight, Ms. Midoriya?"
"Please, honey, just call me Inko," his mom smiled, her evil grin turning to Izuku. "Of course, you can stay, but Izuku will be sleeping on the couch."
"O-Okay," Izuku sighed dejectedly before seeing Himiko wink at him out of the corner of his eye.
The car ride home was very tense. All Might had decided to stay back with the police to further question the bald man, so it was currently just Izuku, Himiko, Eri, and his mom in the car.
Himiko had decided to sit in the backseat with Izuku and Eri rather than sitting in the passenger seat. The smirk his mother kept shooting at him from the rearview mirror made him very uncomfortable.
Thankfully, the ride hadn't been long, and they made it to the apartment without any snide remarks from his mom.
"Izuku honey, let me take Eri, and I'll give her a bath," his mom offered, holding her hands out so she could take the girl from him.
As he was obliging his mother's request, Eri's hands wrapped around his shirt, digging in like a tic. "N-no! I don't want Izu to go anywhere," the girl whined, apparently not asleep anymore.
"Aww, she's using Toga-chan's nickname for you," his mom fawned over the girl's big red eyes that peeked out from her long hair.
"Not fair," Himiko whined, sounding amazingly close to Eri's whine. "I wanna take a bath with Izu!"
"N-N-No one is taking a b-bath with me," Izuku said, extremely red-faced at the idea.
"Oh, but Izuku, we used to take baths together all the time," his mom chirped happily, resting her hand on her cheek.
"T-That was when I was a little kid," Izuku protested very loudly. "Fine, I'll bathe Eri, but you guys better drop this. Although, I might need your help, Mom. So H-Himiko-chan, you can wait in my room if you want.
"Nah, I'll go with you guys to give Eri a bath!"
Izuku assumed he'd need to get wet even if he wasn't taking a bath, so he left Eri with Himiko for a moment. She seemed to be relaxed around his girlfriend, so he trusted her with the girl while he put on some old swim trunks.
"Alright, are you ready for a bath, Eri?" Izuku asked the little girl as he drew some bath water and added bubbles to the warm water.
"I-I guess," she mumbled.
Izuku set to work unwrapping the bandages around her arms and legs, pausing in horror at the awful number of needle marks and scars she had.
The little girl noticed his staring and tried to cover up her marks in embarrassment.
"Hey, it's alright," Izuku looked at Himiko and his mom for a moment before blushing furiously and leaning down to the little girl. "H-here look."
Izuku pulled back the neck of his shirt, showing the little girl the fresh bite mark on his shoulder and then a few on his arms, which had begun to heal. Eri's wide red eyes studied the marks. Her fingers twitched gingerly toward the one on his neck.
"D-Does it hurt," she asked quietly.
Izuku looked up at Himiko, blushing, "N-no, it actually felt kind of good."
Confused, the little girl looked at him, but before she could say more, Izuku had his mom take the rest of the girl's clothes off while he turned his back.
Once his mom had fully lowered the girl into the tub, Izuku slowly lowered himself behind her and began rubbing shampoo into her hair.
"That looks fun. I wanna get in," Himiko chirped, dipping one leg into the water before Izuku stopped her.
"Hey! You've only got one set of clothes here, and you're currently wearing them! So no getting in the tub," Izuku chastised her as if she was Eri's age.
"Awww, but I can just wear one of your shirts and some boxers!"
"M-Mom, tell her no."
"I don't see any harm in it, honey," his mom said, clearly enjoying messing with him alongside his girlfriend.
"Fine," he sighed, defeated.
The pair washed Eri in relative silence, aside from Himiko's occasional giggle when playing with Eri while Izuku did all the work. Thankfully, it was time to get out, and Izuku made his way to his bedroom to get a fresh set of clothes.
He lightly pushed the door, not quite closing it all the way out of habit. He removed his swim trunks and wet T-shirt, leaving him in nothing. Of course, Himiko chose that exact time to walk in without warning.
"Izu, get me some clothes t—"
Her frozen expression was uncharacteristic, and so was the intense embarrassed blush that ran up her neck and face.
"S-sorry!" She yelled, slamming the door shut behind her.
"Huh, so she can make that face too," Izuku remarked out loud before realizing what had just happened, letting out a very girlish scream.
Izuku got dressed in record time. He was a blur of motion and had anyone seen him; they'd have thought he had a speed quirk.
"Y-You can come back in, H-Himiko," Izuku squeaked very red in the face with an old All Might hoodie in his hands, along with a pair of blue boxers.
Her soft, timid footsteps made Izuku tense, and the slow opening creak of his door didn't help. Nor did the very large blush on her face. As she entered, he couldn't help but notice she didn't make eye contact with him like she often did.
"I-I'm not s-still n-naked, you k-know," Izuku stuttered, very mortified at the moment.
Himiko's head snapped up, very embarrassed by his words, but then a familiar toothy grin spread across her face. "Sorry I walked in without warning, but it's not like we haven't done worse."
"Y-You still haven't seen me fully naked before, though!" Izuku yelled as quietly as possible
"Well, that's not exactly true now. Is it?" She said, acting cocky again, the blush settling into its usual shade.
"H-Hush you," he said, passing the girl his spare clothes.
The blush spread across her face again, along with a mischievous smile. "Do you want me to return the favor, Izu?"
"W-What? Y-You pervert, there's a little girl, not even a room over from us," Izuku furiously whispered.
"Oddly enough, that didn't sound like a no," she said, slipping her now wet sweater and skirt off. The way that she began slowly unbuttoning her wet shirt made his blood boil with longing.
"I-I'll get Eri so that you can get dressed," Izuku panicked, turning from the girl before he got carried away again like he had in the movie theatre.
As he turned, a soft hand gripped his, their fingers slowly twining around one another. Himiko pressed her bare chest against his back. He could feel every curve of her soft, round chest through his shirt as she pressed into him.
"I really am sorry, Izu," she whispered.
"I-It's alright; I should've shut the door properly," Izuku sighed, shutting his eyes tightly and turning around to hug the girl. "So please put some clothes on, or it'll get out of hand, like at the movie theatre."
"Oooh, alright," Himiko huffed, letting Izuku go from the hug and slipping on the shirt and boxers while his eyes were still closed. "You can open your eyes, spoilsport."
Thankfully, the girl was wearing clothes, and oddly enough, she looked very pretty in his oversized hoodie.
Izuku patted the top of her head affectionately, "You're really pretty, Himi-chan!"
"D-Dummy," she huffed, lightly biting his arm on her head.
"I think Eri's ready for bed, you two," Izuku's mom sighed as she entered the room, seeing the teens engaging in light PDA. "So, who is she sleeping with?"
Izuku and Himiko just shrugged at one another, crouching to her level. Now that they could both get a look at her, Izuku had to admit she was a cute little girl. Her previously ghoulish skin was now a clean white, and the dirty tangle of hair on her head had been brushed as smooth as it would get; her tear-streaked eyes were now clear and heavy with drowsiness
"Who do you wanna go to bed with, Eri-chan," Izuku asked with a light smile.
"I duh know? Both?" She asked, looking up at the pair with big, sleepy eyes.
"I, uh, I don't think Mom will let us. Sorry, Eri-chan." Izuku apologized, looking to his mom for confirmation that he was correct, but surprisingly, she didn't refuse Eri's request.
"Oh, alright. I would've had a problem if you two tried to have her sleep with me because I know you'd try to sneak in bed with each other," Izuku blushed at the fact his mom would've caught them if they'd tried that, "but since Eri will be with you, I'm fine with it. I trust you're both bashful enough not to try anything in front of this sweet little angel. Right?"
"Y-Yeah," Izuku hesitated for a moment, looking at Himiko.
'I know I can trust myself in this situation. But it's my constantly frisky girlfriend that's another matter.'
"Oh, please," she crowed indignantly, looking at the mother and son who gazed at her dryly. "I can keep it in my pants for one night!"
Both Izuku and his mother blushed at her choice of words.
"O-Okay, well, I guess we're heading to bed then," Izuku said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.
"All right, you two, but if you have any problems, come straight over to me for help."
"Thanks, mom."
"Thanks!"
They both answered as his mother left the room so that they could get settled into bed. It was a good thing his mom had insisted on him having a queen-sized bed when picking mattresses a while back, or they'd have no room at all to sleep.
Izuku had no idea what to do, so he just went with the safest option and lay down closest to the wall, putting Eri in the middle and giving Himiko the spot that would let her get in and out of bed as she pleased.
Of course, as soon as he settled in and got comfortable with his head lying on his pillow, Eri decided she'd rather lay on top of him, snuggling her head under his chin.
And Himiko, never missing an opportunity, got as close as she could to him as well, draping an arm over them both and placing her head on Izuku's shoulder.
"It's like we're a mommy and daddy," she whispered into Izuku's ear.
"W-W-What! I-I mean, I get the comparison, b-but that came out of nowhere," Izuku said, very stunned.
"Calm down, you scaredy cat! Girls think about that stuff all the time when they've got a boyfriend; at least, that's what I've heard. And it sounds right to me 'cause I've thought about it with you," she grinned, blushing madly.
"Y-You have? So did you think about that j-just with me when we started dating, or have you always w-wanted kids?"
"I only ever want babies with you, Izu. I've thought about having some before we started dating, but I could only ever imagine you being my baby's papa."
Izuku chuckled, not the least bit surprised with the girl; she was odd, and he could see her giggling to herself at the thought. But it came as a surprise she hadn't imagined herself with anyone but him. It really made him feel like he'd impacted someone's life so much, enough that she'd loved him from when they were just children.
Don't get him wrong, though; he wasn't ready for real kids of his own anytime soon.
"You know, I've never thought about what my future will have," Izuku admitted. "I mean, I've put so much time and effort into just becoming a hero that I have no idea what my goal is after I've reached my dream."
"Well, I know exactly what I wanna do! I wanna live in a big house with Izu, so there's lots of room for our babies to run around and play!"
Izuku's soft smile at his girlfriend's simple future was colored with warm drowsiness that made him yawn.
"That's not a bad dream at all," He sighed, resting his head back and falling asleep in seconds.
A pair of yellow catlike eyes peered at the sleeping boy's form, and the little girl snuggled into his chest fast asleep.
Himiko smiled very widely at the sight.
"Izu and I didn't make her, but I think she'll make a cute daughter." Her smile widened as she hummed to herself, "Babies, babies! I wanna make babies with Izu~!"
A few days passed as Izuku and his mother got used to having another person around the house. His mom had been ecstatic because she now had someone to wear all of Izuku's old clothes from kindergarten.
Most of which were All Might themed to Himiko's never-ending teasing.
The biggest change that Izuku still had to get used to was that the girl wanted him to come with her everywhere she went. The living room, the kitchen, his bedroom, and most embarrassingly for him, the bathroom. Thankfully, he managed to talk her into letting him sit outside while she did her business, but she wouldn't make the same concession for him.
She had tried to accompany him when he went to the bathroom several times before he told the girl she would have to wait with his mom outside the bathroom while he used it himself.
Himiko had taken to the girl very quickly, and they often played with each other. To his utter embarrassment, they both enjoyed playing "Izu the Hero," as Eri called it. They would reenact Izuku's fight with the bald villain; surprisingly, Izuku would play All Might when joining the pair, Himiko would play the bad guy, and Eri was Izuku.
Both Izuku and Himiko collapsed after their most recent game with the little girl; she was still running around the pair, giggling.
"Harder than it looks, isn't it," Izuku's mother gloated from her position in the kitchen, watching the spectacle in front of her.
"Rethinking *wheeze* wanting kids now? Himiko-chan?" Izuku was panting very heavily; he hadn't felt this tired since All Might's training.
"N-No way! I want a-at least two," she said very seriously through her own gasps for breath.
"You'll kill us both!" Izuku yelled, very frightened.
"Hey, you don't gotta complain! Just don't get me pregnant anytime soon if you don't wanna deal with another kid," Himiko said, getting her breath back.
"H-Himiko-chan!"
"Izu? What does pregnant mean," Eri asked with the widest and most innocent eyes he'd ever seen.
"Look what you did," Izuku panicked, looking at Himiko. "I-It's nothing, Eri! Don't worry about it!"
"I-Izuku!" His mother yelled from the living room hallway, startling him.
"N-Nothing, Mom, we weren't talking about anything!"
"Huh, never mind that, sweetie. Your letter from U.A. finally arrived!" She yelled, showing him the sealed envelope.
Izuku froze. With everything that had been going on, he'd honestly forgotten the U.A. entrance exam had taken place not even two weeks ago. Izuku accepted the sealed letter from his mom, the contents of the envelope rattling audibly with his shaking.
"Let's go, Izu! I want to see how you did!" Himiko grabbed his hand and pulled him toward his bedroom, Eri padding along behind them.
All three of them stood at Izuku's desk, just staring at the letter.
"Uh, Izu? You're supposed to open the thing to see your test results, ya know," Himiko teased, poking at his freckled cheeks like she often did.
"I know," Izuku sighed; picking the letter up, he carefully broke the seal so that the small metal disk could fall out onto his desk, "what the heck is th-"
"I am here! As a projection," yelled the booming voice of All Might from the small device, scaring the three in Izuku's room, "uh, sorry, that probably startled you! I must apologize, young man. I didn't just come to this town so I could fight villains in this area. We've been keeping this a bit of a secret, but the cats gonna be out of the bag with these letters. I'm joining the staff of U.A. as a teacher starting this year! It's really quite exciting; I'm very much looking forward to the— wait, what? Hurry it up! I've gotta do how many of these things?! W-Well, I suppose I should congratulate you first on your stellar performance on the written exam! You didn't do too badly at all compared to your peers when thinking about how you didn't use your quirk until the end. In regards to the practical exam, you managed to gain a total of eleven villain points; I'm sorry to say that simply isn't enough to pass."
Izuku looked down at his lap. He had a feeling eleven points wouldn't be enough, but he'd been stupid and taken the time to destroy that stupid zero-pointer instead of just saving the girl and running.
Himiko's soft hands rubbed each of his shoulders, and she leaned down to talk into his ear, "It's alright, Izu. Screw U.A. There are tons more hero schools that can see how amazing you are."
"However," All Might's large grin had eclipsed all of his previous smiles, interrupting Izuku and Himiko. "There were secret parameters to this test; on the surface, most people know about the practical exam's villain point system. But, the hidden points system that nobody knows about is this. Rescue points! How could a prestigious school like U.A. simply turn away someone so courageous they would jump into danger without a moment's hesitation?"
As All Might asked, the image of Izuku kicking the head off the robot attacking Shinso and then helping the boy up came onto the screen. The following image was of every single applicant in the area running from the zero-pointer, except Izuku, who had actually leaped at the hulking machine.
"These are qualities that the judges may grade upon freely. Each judge is different, and they don't always award points, but they were unanimous when it came to you, young man. So it is with utmost pride that I say you received sixty-six rescue points, for a total of seventy-seven points overall! Congratulations kid! You passed, so allow me to formally welcome you, to your hero academia!"
The projector went black, and for a moment, there was silence, but then Himiko jumped at the boy, screaming very loudly.
"You did it, Izu! You did it!" Himiko jumped up and down while Eri looked on in confusion.
"What was the buff smiling guy talking about," she asked, not understanding what was going on.
Izuku smiled down at her, picking her up and spinning with her, "I got into a hero school! I can be a hero like All Might, the guy that knocked out the bald guy when we saved you!"
This got through to the girl as she squealed excitedly along with Himiko.
"I-Izuku," His mom came in, eyes worried, "d-did you make it?"
"He sure did," Himiko yelled, giving Izuku's mom a huge hug.
His mom's large eyes began fountaining tears of happiness, "I-Izuku!"
The entirety of the apartment that night devolved into excited shouts and happy crying.