If there was one thing Kyoka didn't expect to happen in her life, it was her boyfriend.

Granted, she never had a "type" or any sort of "expectations" when it came to having a significant other, at least until now, but that didn't stop her from wondering how things got up to this point.

Her meeting with Izuku Midoriya was a simple coincidence and nothing more. She was just an unusual, but innocent ten year old, minding her business, visiting a music store that barely anyone bought from, and reached for the shelf she would usually go to.

She would then accidentally grab Izuku's hand, who just so happened to be reaching for the same DangerKids disc she was reaching for.

Fucking- the guy knew who DangerKids were! What person, aside from herself and her own family, knew about them in this era?!

Their shared interest in such an underrated band was already a strong enough catalyst for them to meet on occasion after that day, and as the frequency in which they would see each other increased, Kyoka learned that her interest was almost completely lined-up with the green bean's.

Izuku knew and loved many nigh forgotten english bands like the aforementioned DangerKids, Blessthefall, Breaking Benjamin, ERRA and by extension Ghost Atlas, Memphis May Fire, Crown the Empire, Hollywood Undead, ONLAP, No Resolve, so on and so forth. He loved all of them to bits and so did she.

God, even their interest in forgotten Japanese Bands paralleled perfectly. BACK-ON, MY FIRST STORY, ONE OK ROCK, MAN WITH A MISSION, BLUE ENCOUNT, SPYAIR, KANA-BOON, Vickeblanka, JUSTadICE, EMPiRE, etcetera etcetera.

Top all that with their shared love for DEEP DOPE, meeting each other's parents eventually and both of them making an effort to see or interact with each other once a day, and yeah, they were best friends in no time.

It wasn't even just their shared interest in music that made them stick together like glue when no one was watching.

Izuku was… pure. That was pretty much the only word Kyoka could use for him.

He has, and will forever be, an adorable nerd in her eyes, who would have fits of muttering whenever he became super interested in a new quirk, a new hero, or a new band that they discovered together.

She couldn't not love the wondrous look he'd have on his face whenever something caught his attention completely. It was virtually impossible every single time.

Second, the guy was a total sweetheart without even realizing it. Always being considerate of her feelings 24/7, always buying her gifts that she would keep to her dying breath, thus leaving her desk and her bed full at all times, and always genuinely telling her that she was attractive.

Speaking of which-

Third point in why she would never find a better boyfriend was that Izuku actually saw her as a legitimately alluring gal.

She'd always needed to stop herself from blushing as Izuku would either compliment her consistently or go on full blown rants on why she was attractive.

He'd say that her hair was beautiful, he'd say that her eyes were pretty, he'd tell her that her Quirk was unique and awesome.

Heck, there was one time he blurted out that she had some damn good curves without knowing that she was around.

She'd also need to stop herself on occasion from silencing him by shoving her tongue down his throat everytime that happened.

And finally, and although this wasn't the most important reason… even though her hormones would beg to differ, her boyfriend was hot.

His cuteness factor hadn't disappeared in the least, that she would make sure of till the day they grew old, but up until a year and a half ago, she knew it to be a fact that Izuku was pretty scrawny. It didn't bother her at all, but she knew what was hiding under his clothes.

So imagine the look on her face when she learned two new things about him before U.A.'s entrance exam began.

One being that Izuku was being trained by All Might-him-freaking-self, plus the fact that through unspoken means, Izuku now had his super-strength Quirk, all of which was worthy of an obligatory "what the fuck?!"

And then came Izuku's new body.

Muscular biceps, clearly defined six-pack and pecks, ripped quads and newly visible collarbones that she couldn't look away from!

She definitely had to... take care of something later that day, because the "new" Izuku was pretty much the only thing on her mind on that day.

And… that pretty much summed it up. She stumbled upon her perfect boyfriend and life was hundreds of times better than it ever was.

So what's the problem now, besides the need to graduate from U.A. and the occasional and inevitable villain encounters?

Oh yeah.

SHE GETS JEALOUS REALLY FUCKING EASILY.


"Oh, Yaoyorozu-san! What're you doing?"

"Oh, hello Midoriya! Iida-san had other important work to attend to, so it fell on my shoulders to carry all of this on my own."

Currently, lunch was ending soon, and Izuku was already on his way to class ready for the next period.

Momo had a tall stack of paper in her hands, obscuring her vision and leaving her struggling all the way to Class 1-A.

"Oh! I can help then, if you'd like!" Izuku offered politely.

"Please and thank you." With a relieved sigh and smile, Momo held her arms out so that her workload could be lightened.

Their hands touched ever so briefly.

"Urk?!"

Kyoka had just caught sight of her beloved broccoli haired lover, and seeing as how the hallways were mostly empty, she had planned on giving her boyfriend his daily dose of love.

And then she saw his skin touch Momo's.

Her fingernails unconsciously scraped against the hallway walls.

'The fuck is wrong with me?!' Kyoka screamed at herself mentally. 'A brief moment of intimacy between Izu and another girl and suddenly I'm ready to lose it? I need to chill…!'

The purple rockstar breathed deeply, quelling her uncalled for rage before she moved towards Izuku and the vice-president with a straight face.

Then she heard the buzzing of a phone.

"Hm?" Izuku looked at his shaking pocket before pulling out his phone and viewing what had been sent to him.

He sputtered loudly as his face flushed, earning him a curious look from Momo.

"What's wrong?" She asked slightly anxiously.

She didn't get an immediate reply, so she looked over Izuku's shoulder to see what was on his smartphone.

An image sent by his mom.

"Adorable!" Momo squeals, closing the distance between her and the green haired boy so that she could get a closer look at what was on the screen.

Upon feeling his personal space being invaded, Izuku's sputtering and embarrassment grew as he tried to hide his phone.

"W-W-WAIT, YAOYOROZU-SA-!"

Too late.

"Were… were you always this precious as a child, Midoriya?!" Momo asked loudly, grabbing his hand and pressing herself against the poor boy even further so that she could see the baby picture.

Kyoka gawked.

'WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SO CLOSE?! AND THAT IMAGE WAS MEANT FOR ONLY HIM AND MYSELF YOU BI-!'

SLAP!

"Woah!"

Snipe, who just so happened to be nearby, jumped when seeing Kyoka slap herself in the face hard using one of her own hands and both of her earphone jacks, stopping the disturbing train of thought from arriving at its destination.

"Ow, ow, ow…!" Kyoka mutters painfully as she stumbles while holding her now stinging cheek.

By the time she recovered and turned around, both Izuku and Momo were gone.

"Ugh…" Kyoka groans, crouching while placing her head in her palms.

'The heck? That was just some isolated incident, I shouldn't be getting angry! Honestly, I don't think anyone could control themselves if they saw one of Izu's baby pics anyway, so I can't judge Yaomomo for what she did! Get a grip, Kyoka!' she chastised herself.

With a deep sigh, she stood up and walked on over to her respective classroom.

'Yeah, nothing's changed. Izu being close to a girl that isn't me shouldn't cause any problems, right?'


WRONG.

The bell that signalled the end of school had just rung.

"Class dismissed…" Aizawa says tiredly, slipping into his sleeping bag.

Everyone in class packed up and were ready to head on back to the dorms.

All except the trio of friends that were composed of Izuku, Uraraka and Iida, who were laughing it up hard.

"There's no way!" the gravity girl exclaims.

"I'm not kidding! Me and mother seriously pranked the rest of the family by feigning her being pregnant with another son! Everyone fell for it, nearly had a heart attack, and this was the face that my mother screenshotted before she and I told the truth!" Iida laughs loudly while placing said photo onto Izuku's desk.

"Oh my goodness! It's almost as if someone plastered an iconic GinTama expression onto their faces!" Izuku howls as his sides begin to hurt.

As Uraraka and Iida began to hunch over because of how much they were chuckling, their hands gripped onto Izuku's shoulders for support.

Crack!

"Guh…?!" an ugly grimace took over Kyoka's face while her hands came close to completely crushing the wood of her desk and her earphone jacks tilted upward, pointing towards the students near her precious Izuku.

She was just fractions away from openly stabbing them in their ears.

"W-What the heck…?!" Kaminari murmurs fearfully as he flinches and backs away from the inexplicably angry Kyoka.

A brave Kirishma, who had yet to leave the room and caught notice of Kyoka's glare, walked up to the girl.

"Uh... Jiro, you okay?" Kirishima asked cautiously.

"Just… fine!" she replies harshly, her intense eyes never peeling away from the laughing trio.


Thus, came the next day.

Kyoka was trekking behind Izuku from a considerable distance, and-

"Miiiiidoooriiiii!"

"Eh?!"

"What the-?!"

The first thing Izuku and Kyoka see as they turn to the hallway that leads to class are two figures running to them; Mina and Setsuna from Class 1-B.

Izuku screamed when they jumped towards him.

"WOOOOOA- OOF!" they tackle into him, forcing him to hold onto them so that they wouldn't fall.

He felt two pairs of breasts push up against him, turning his head into the equivalent of a red, steaming tea pot.

Kyoka froze.

"W-What are you two doing?!" Izuku questions nervously.

"What? We can't give our fellow curly-haired buddy a good ol' morning hug?" Mina asks rhetorically, grinning as she messed with his fluffy bundle of hair that matched her own.

"Yeah!" Setsuna agrees enthusiastically as she also messes with Izuku's hair with a detached, levitating hand.

An idea sparked within the reptile lover and her grin broadened. "Hey, speaking of buddies, shouldn't we get together more often? We can form "the green squad" with Kamikiri, Shiozaki, and Asui! We'll do double duty, making friends with one another while lessening some animosity between classes!"

As the pair held the helpless Izuku "hostage", Kyoka, who was doing her damn best to not barge into their conversation and stab both girls with… whatever works, observed with a scary glare on her face.

'Keep touching him while pushing that nasty fat up against him and you won't be having that get together anytime soo-!'

Jab!

Similar to last time with Momo, Kyoka stopped that disturbing thought, this time by stabbing one of her own earphone jacks into her own ear

"GrAaAaaAgh?!" her own enhanced heartbeat buzzed within her ear, leaving her weak in the knees and forcing her to lean onto the wall to keep her balance.

Brrrrring!

Fortunately for Kyoka and Izuku, the first morning bell rang, thus forcing the coddling of Mina and Setsuna to end.

Setsuna's hand reattached onto her arm and she detached the rest of her body from Izuku.

"See ya soon, Midori! See if you can get Asui to agree to that meet up!" Setsuna says while running away from the.

"S-Sure!" Izuku replied.

"Alrighty! Off to class we go!" Mina exclaims, holding onto Izuku's arm while running down the hallway.

"W-Woah!" Izuku yells as he's dragged along.

Students gave Kyoka passing stares as she had yet to move from her spot, both because of the pain she inflicted upon herself and because she had begun to contemplate if she had some sort of unhealthy obsession with her boyfriend.

"Ugh… please tell me this will be the last of Izu being assau… interacting with other girls."


Nope.

The next day, she caught sight of Izuku and two two other Class 1-B students, Tsunotori and Shishida, moving towards U.A.'s library.

Suspicious, Kyoka followed them, keeping her distance and keeping completely quiet.

Turns out, both of them were taking english lessons from Izuku, if the many books with english and a japanese titles were any kind of give away.

"I'm still surprised that you are this well versed in foreign languages, Midoriya-san!" Shishida praised quietly.

"Hehe, n-not really. English is the only other language I can speak and I probably only know the basics of it." Izuku denied sheepishly while waving a hand in front of himself.

"Even so, it's definitely an admirable trait to have! A hero that is able to speak the world's most common language will be much more capable of reassuring a broader demographic of people in need of help!"

"T-That is true…"

Kyoka sighed quietly, relieved that this time Izuku was associating himself with people who had a better sense of personal space.

"Finally, a break after all that's happened so far…" Kyoka whispers to herself.

"Are there any particular desserts you like, Midoriya?" an innocent question from Tsunotori, said in full english, made Kyoka's eyes snap open.

"U-Um, I like just about any, but why?" Izuku replied in the same language.

Without warning, Tsunotori's hands clasped one of Izuku's, completely startling him and catching Shishida off guard.

It also caused Kyoka's eyes to become almost completely bloodshot.

"I need to thank you a ton! Your lessons have helped me a lot, making it so much easier for me to talk to my friends! So I'm not even gonna rest until I find a way to repay you!" the pony girl declared as her hold on Izuku's hands grew firmer.

Izuku's blush intensified as his free hand moved around frantically. "N-No, no! You don't need to do tha-!"

"You're absolutely right, Tsunotori-san!" Shishida concurs in english, earning a shocked look from their teacher. "It is only common courtesy to thank someone who has helped you, and so I will join you in making something to show our secondary english teacher our gratitude!" he exclaims quietly, reaching over and placing his own hairy hand over Tsunotori's and Izuku's

Tsunotori's smile grew excitedly. "Let's do our best Shishida!"

"Yes!"

"D-Don't I get a say in this?!" Izuku whispered loudly.

CRUUUSH!

"Ah!"

Gasp!

At this point, Kyoka's limit to how much she could take was paper thin.

A wooden bookshelf was crushed thanks to her grip, and in conjunction with her fear-inducing eyes, which were framed by her hair, she scared the daylights out of the nearby Koda and Fujigashi, the former quivering in his shoes while the following had the appropriate onamonapia in his speech bubble head.

"J-Jiro-sa-?" Koda tried to call her but was stopped when a hand was held out in front of him.

Fujigashi "looked" right at him, the words "danger" in his bubble speech head, that which he shook furiously, encouraging the animal whisperer to backtrack alongside him.

They left the vicinity of the angrily shaking rockstar, who's earphone jacks shone menacingly, reflecting the thoughts she was having right now.

'I swear to fucking god… if they don't stop keeping Izu's hands on lockdown with their own sweaty, disgusting ones…!'


And then thing's escalated.

Tomorrow came and-

"Wow…! I didn't know that there were so many varieties of shrooms!" Izuku said while admiring Komori tending to her garden of fungi.

"Fu fu fu! You've yet to scratch the surface of the wonder that is mushrooms, my fellow plant enthusiast!" Komori claims with a proud and peppy tone.

She motions for Izuku to come closer, and once he did, she got in close and showed him a strange, black fungus. "This right here is a truffle! They're amongst the rarest of all fungus and are held in high regard in the eyes of many chefs west of Asia! A white version of this could go as high as 100,000 to 150, 000 yen!"

Izuku gaped.

"So expensive!" he exclaims, writing down all the facts within his notebook.

"Midoriya," Shiozaki calls while poking his shoulder with a few of her vine hairs, "could you please come and help with the flowers over here? I'd like to move onto my academic activities soon." she asked with a polite smile.

"Of course!"

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of dilated dark purple eyes watched them through the lense of a scope.

Kyoka had followed Izuku to the greenhouse garden and was viewing everything from outside.

"Grrrrr…!" Her teeth grinded as she growled. "Why is it so hard for me to catch a break…?! I'm not asking for much, just that any and all girls keep within a fixed distance from him…!"

"Kekeke, so you face the same endeavor that I do, Jiro?"

"Wha-?!" Kyoka flinched greatly and jumped away from the voice behind.

Kuroiro had appeared from her shadow, grinning at her mischievously.

"T-the heck are you on about?" she questions with a stammer.

Her response was a chuckle from the shadow-themed student. "You can't hide anything from a kindred spirit."

"The hell are you-?" Before Kyoka could finish, Kuroiro interrupted her by pointing to the greenhouse, or more specifically, at Izuku.

"Just as my heart has been claimed by Komori-chan, I can assume that yours has been taken by the man who embodies green?"

The light escapes Kyoka's eyes as she blushes while her jaw slacks at Kuroiro.

His laugh grew louder. "So I was right! Do not worry about a thing, dear maiden, for I have no attention, and truthfully, no right to unveil your secret, as you are like myself after all-"

Zip!

"Ugh?!"

In an instant, a pair of earphone jacks were stabbed into the Kuroiro's ear and he shook violently once Kyoka's heartbeat rang within it.

"RrrroOOOooOOAAAAAaaaGAh!" he screams as he falls onto the dirt, dust kicking up as he plops down.

Kyoka then immediately stepped onto Kuroiro's back, grabbed his arms, and pulled hard.

"OW, WOWOWOOWOWOWWOOOOOOOW!"

"I-I-I'M NOT SOME CREEPY S-STALKER LIKE YOU!" She declares while stuttering numerous times.

"Y-YEAH?! THEN WHAT DO YOU CALL THOSE TIMES WHEN YOU FOLLOWED MIDORIYA AROUND LIKE SOME STALKER?!" Kuroiro screams loudly with a pained voice.

Kyoka flinches again.

Her expression soured greatly as she replied. "I-I was just walking… extremely close behind!"

Kuroiro's eyes widened before his expression turned deadpanned. The pressure on his arms lessened greatly, allowing him to turn his head around to give the punk rock girl his deadpan look.

"Oh, of course, because that's totally different from stalking." He says sarcastically.

His sarcasm did irritate Kyoka, but she decides against hurting him again. She let go of his wrist and took her foot off his back, allowing him to stretch and crack everything that ached.

"Gah…!" the silver-haired student winced when his back cracked.

"U-unlike you, Izu's actually my boyfriend, so my actions at least have some justification!" Kyoka states defensively with her arms crossed.

"Uhuh." Kuroiro replies casually. Once he cracked his neck, he turned around and looked her right in the eye. "So, do you have plans in order to deter other maidens from interacting with him?"

Kyoka opened an eye at him. "How am I supposed to do that without making our relationship public?"

Kuroiro's head tilts. "I suppose you have some people who you don't want knowing about your little rom-com?"

Kyoka's thoughts drifted to a few of her classmates.

Mina was a definite no, as she'd never let her live down the fact that she's been hiding her relationship from her for so long.

Hagakure was another one because she would also gossip about it consistently.

Momo might follow in the following's footsteps, so she might be on the list of people whom she didn't want finding out.

And then the perverted duo came to mind, and they were the last people whom she wanted to have finding out.

"Sigh... yeah, there's a handful of people I wouldn't like knowing." Kyoka confirms tiredly.

With straightened lips, Kuroiro nodded and used his fingers to make a zipping motion across his mouth. "I can't say I have any advice for you, but I will wish you good luck on this challenge of yours."

"Thank you."


Riiiiiiiip…!

"EEP!"

'SERIOUSLY?!'

Today, Class 1-A and B had a combined class in combat training with Cementoss, Ectoplasm and Midnight supervising.

It was as if fate was taunting Kyoka, not only by putting her in a separate team from Izuku, but also by forcing the accident that had just occurred.

The fight was between Izuku, Tokoyami, Shoji and Hagakure versus Tetsutetsu, Kaibara, Yanagi and Rin. The fight went on for only a few minutes before Tetsutetsu and Kaibara decided to combine their efforts into incapacitating an isolated Izuku.

The result was their attacks failing to land their mark, although they didn't fail in tearing Izuku's hero costume to pieces, revealing everything.

"Oh crap! Sorry, Midoriya!" Tetsutestu shouted his apology.

"I-It's okay! We are supposed to be fighting after all!" Izuku responds while covering himself.

"... Damn." Yanagi commented from afar, her eyes wandering without shame.

"Ya got that right, girl." Hagakure concurs as she ogles the muscular green bean just as much.

Kyoka grumbles, averting her eyes as her cheeks flushed. 'Do I hurt Tetsu-four for doing this or thank the fact that he let me see Izuku's beautiful torso? And do I kil… curse the girls for their stares or do I agree with them completely?' she wonders.

"Well, anyway, we can take your tattered costume to the department studio after this, sound good?" Kaibara offered while awkwardly rubbing his neck.

"U-unnecessary, but thank you!" Izuku denies politely.

"Actually!" Midnight interjects, cracking her whip and drawing every student's attention on her.

Everyone shivered fearfully when they saw the ecstatic and somewhat crazed look she was giving the exposed Izuku.

'EYES OFF, YOU SICK HAG!' Kyoka screams internally, dangerously close to using her amplifiers to blow out a few ears. 'YOU BEING MY TEACHER WON'T STOP ME FROM TAKING THAT FUCKING WHIP OF YOURS AND USE IT TO DISPENSE SOME WELL DESERVED PUNI-!"

SLAAAM!

Kyoka's body fell and her head embedded itself into the dirt.

"Wah! W-What's with you, Jiro?" Sato yelped upon being scared by the rockstar's sudden action.

While Kyoka's head was stuck, Midnight continued.

"It's best that you take Midoriya-kun to the Development Studio immediately, both to get his hero costume fixed and to stop me before I…" the R-Rated heroine paused, taking a moment to lavishly lick her lips while her fixed gaze on the poor green fanboy intensified. "... break the law!"

A sense of dread filled the hearts of almost every male present.

Meanwhile, the rising urge to murde- hurt someone grew in Kyoka.

Cementoss and Ectoplasm turned to the Class 1-B students on the field. Their heads shook up and down rapidly, signalling them to do as Midnight says.

"You heard the ma'am!" Rin yells panickedly, acting quickly by sprinting towards Izuku.

Tetsutetsu and Kaibara followed after him.

"W-woah!" Izuku didn't even have to time blink before he was lifted off his feet.

"AND AWAY WE GOOOOOOO!" the trio shouts as they carry away Midnight's potential victim.

The remaining men on the field, being Tokoyami and Shoji, shifted their eyes to the still overly excited Midnight.

Tokoyami gulped. "Let this be a reminder for ourselves; we must never expose our person to her, otherwise we're all in danger."

"Very wise." Shoji agreed as they both moved to a corner where they couldn't be seen.

"And just like that, the feast for our eyes is gone." Hagakure remarks with a trail of blood running out of her invisible nose.

"Can we agree to share a picture if that ever happens again?" Yanagi asks while in a similar state as the invisible girl.

Kyoka wasn't around to visibly threaten them.


...

"Perfect, perfect, this is all so perfect!"

Izuku's three escorts had dropped him off at the studio, leaving him to the mercy of Hatsume, Kenranzaki and… Kodai?

"I-I-I-IS THERE ANY P-POINT TO T-T-THIS?!" Izuku stutters heavily as he feels his body being assaulted by hands, measuring tapes and boobs.

"Ohohoho, of course!" Kenranzaki chuckles boisterously as she measures Izuku's muscular arm. "Seeing as how we're always trying to one up ourselves, situations such as this present the perfect opportunity for us to make upgrades that'll improve on previous issues!"

"B-But there wasn't any true issue with-!"

"It's as Glitter Girl says, Muscles! Now hold still as we continue measuring!" Hatsume exclaims as her body wanders endlessly around him.

"W-What about you, K-Kodai-san?! Why are y-y-you here?!"

"... Wanted to confirm what I saw…" Kodai replies as she darts around Izuku, examining everything about him.

"HUH?!"

"If you guys could please stop molesting my classmate and help us?!" Sero yelled from across the room.

Buried under all the gadgets made from Hatsume were two helpless boy's; Mineta and Monoma, and the people currently working desperately to get them out of the sea of materials were the tape-themed boy, Ojiro, Honenuki and Bondo.

"Molesting is a bit of a strong word isn't it, Sero? Words like "thirsting", or "experimenting" would be a bite more appropriate, right?" the assisting Honenuki remarks as he tosses away a few devices.

"Not sure if now's the time for that, Juzo!" Ojiro screams while he and Bondo pull on the arms of the buried victims.

"H-Help…" Mineta's muffled voice cries weakly.

"I-I… don't want… the help of… cursed… A…" Monoma's condescending tone was just as feeble as his fellow purple victim.

"N-Now's not the time for feuding, Monoma!" Bondo scolds quietly as he tries to take his fellow classmate out of the deep pile.

"What Bondo said! We're trying to save you, dammit!" Sero curses. He scowls even further when he struggles to lift up one of Hatsume's heavier inventions.

As the chaos continued, no one noticed Kyoka enter the room, silently watching Izuku getting assaulted by the three other ladies present.

Sero caught her out of the corner of his eye and temporarily halted his efforts.

"Oh, Jiro! I know this may seem very sudden but we could use some extra he... WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN IN YOUR HAND?!"

Kyoka kept her straight face as she pointed the modified pistol at the girls surrounding her green bean.

"It flew at me and I caught it." Kyoka replied emotionlessly.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!" The taping hero jumped away from the pile of gadgets and ran towards Kyoka, who looked as if she was doing a countdown before getting ready to gun down the people in her view. "GUY'S, YOU SAVE MINETA AND MONOMA WHILE I SAVE THE OTHER GIRLS IN THE ROOM!"

"WELL MAKE IT QUICK WILL, YOU!" Ojiro screamed back.

'OH I'LL MAKE SOMETHING QUICK, ALRIGHT!' Kyoka's shrills mentally, a furious expression replacing her blank one as she struggled in Sero's arms.


NOT EVEN DURING LUNCH?!

"Zzzz…"

"Mmnngh…"

"Uwah…!"

"They're so precious…!"

It's been a long day for Izuku, and seeing how he wasn't hungry during lunch, he decided it'd be better to take after his scruffy homeroom teacher and go for a nap in the teacher's lounge.

In his drowsy state, he failed to notice two things; Kyoka following him in hopes of snuggles and the five other people that were already in the room.

Eri had sneakily crawled her way up his torso and was snoozing away on his abdomen while Nejire and Yuyu had been giving it their all not to squeal at the sight that they were photographing.

Tamaki followed Izuku's example and settled for a moment of sleep on the opposite couch while Mirio was quietly giggling at the antics of his two lady friends.

"You two better get your money's worth of pictures, because I'm fairly sure something like this isn't happening again." Mirio whispers humorously.

Yuyu pouts while Nejire whines quietly. "Aw, but I wanna see more of this…!"

"Maybe we can spy on them whenever Eri visits Class 1-A's dorms and stays with Midoriya?" Yuyu suggested.

"That's a good idea!" Nejire exclaims with a low voice. "We should check the dorms on weekends when we're free of class! Go through Midoriya's windows and take pictures of him and Eri, but make sure that we do it without them waking up!"

'YOU'RE NOT GETTING WITHIN A SINGLE INCH OF THE DORMS, YOU DEAD-ASS URARAKA! Eri, I'm cool with you sleeping on my man… even if I'm a little envious that you get to instead of me, BUT YOU, BLUE AND PINK BITCH, YOU NEED TO BACK THE FUCK OFF!'

Kyoka's inner turmoil was unheard as she observed her seniors enjoying the privilege that she should be having to herself while behind the barely opened door.

'I reckon that, so long as I position the jacks properly, I can stab their goddamn brains out without them noticin-!"

The door to the teacher's lounge closed silently, and it was followed by a muffled-

THUUUD!

"Hm?" everyone averted their eyes to the direction of the muted noise.

They ignored it and went back to photographing the sleeping green father and silver daughter.

Outside the lounge, Kyoka's forehead created a crater on the wall.

"Uuuugh…!" She groaned painfully, forcing her tears back while clutching her bright red and bruised forehead.

"'Sup with you?" a lax voice from behind asked.

With saturated tear ducts, Kyoka moved her head around and saw a fellow purple head in the form of Shinso.

She looked away with a huff as the pain subsided. "Nothing, just irritated."

Shinso snorted.

"Getting cucked from Midoriya again?"

"PFFFFRRRRRR...!" Kyoka blew a wild raspberry with spit flying out of her mouth. With a red face she turned to Shinso once more. "T-the heck do you mean?!"

He had a smug look on his face as he quietly walked over to the door and turned the knob.

"Y'all mind if I join this party?" He asked as he stepped in.

"Feel free!" said Mirio.

The door closed and a completely embarrassed Kyoka was left behind.

"I am being that obvious…?" she bemoans sadly as her head hung.


THIS TIME HAD TO BE THE TIME.

They were up against Class 1-B again, this time it was a practical mock battle on Ground Beta, and the situation was in her favour!

Kyoka was teamed with Todoroki, Bakugo, Aoyama and Tsuyu. They were facing Kamikiri, Awase, Tsuburaba, Nirengeki and Itsuka.

Team A's mission; save the hostage, and Izuku was the one to draw the shorter stick.

It was simple! Get in there, kick some ass, which would help to relieve some stress, save Izuku, FINALLY have some in-school intimacy, and have him thank her later with whatever he could come up with.

This was a win-win scenario!

So right now the only obstacle that remained was her getting over her overwhelming envy as she viewed Itsuka using her obnoxiously large hands to hold her boyfriend, keeping him in place.

Crack!

She came close to crushing her binoculars.

Kyoka sighs deeply as she takes the device away from her eyes. "Keep it cool, rockstar. Me and the team are going to get him out of there, then I can hold him in my arms after I kill Itsuka..."

She cringed greatly.

"Who am I, Bakugo?! God, I need to see a therapist after this, don't I?!" Kyoka says to herself harshly.

With one more huff, she put her binoculars away and reached for the communications device behind her headphones.

"Okay, guys, we went over the plan, didn't we?" she asked her teammates rhetorically. "Bakugo and Todoroki come through the windows, Aoyama busts down the door with Navel Laser, and then me and Tsuyu get Izu… Midoriya away from Itsuka while you guys take care of the other oppone-"

"Um, Jiro?" Todoroki's voice came through the comms.

"What?" Kyoka asked irritably.

"It's about Bakugo. He's-"

BOOOOOM!

Kyoka's head snapped upwards, viewing the explosion that came from the third floor of the building.

"HA! THAT ALL YA GOT, DEAD-ASS PRIMEAPE?!" she heard Kamikiri's taunting through the destroyed walls.

"CAN IT, DEAD-ASS SCYTHER! DON'T TALK SHIT AFTER DODGING JUST ONE OF MY ATTACKS!" Bakugo screams back.

Kyoka watched with wide eyes and a gaping mouth as more explosions erupted, destroying the building even further.

"Yeah, he didn't care for your plan." Todoroki remarks plainly.

Kyoka choked constantly, struggling to find the right words for this situation.

She then growls and yells into her ear piece, "Okay, fine! Let's just improvise, otherwise the plan will be unmade! Todoroki, stay on course and go through the windows!" she commands, earning an affirmative grunt from her teammate."

She then turns to the people behind her.

"Aoyama, you're with me! Tsu, climb up the walls and watch our backs for any kind of trouble!"

Both of them nodded.

"Roger!"

"Oui, madame!"


"You'd think they'd adjust the match ups with who we're facing, but no, we just had to fucking go against two of Class-A's best!" Awase remarks dryly.

While he sealed up all possible entrances, Itsuka was conversing with Izuku.

"Sorry about the rough handling Midoriya, but gotta make sure, right?" Itsuka apologizes.

"O-oh, no! Don't worry about me! You're just doing your job as best as you can!" Izuku replies with a stifled chortle.

Itsuka lets out a small snort. "Thank you. And since it'll probably take a minute for your friends to arrive, would you mind if we talked abou-"

"Guys, you've got incoming!" Tsuburaba's voice blasted through Class 1-B's earpieces.

On cue with his warning, the walls to the room that they were in were pierced with large spikes of ice and Todoroki jumped off of them and into the room.

"Crap!" Awase yells as he runs toward the bi-coloured hero with steel logs in hand.

He had to jump out of the way when more ice was generated in his general direction.

Whooosh!

"Yowch!" Itsuka winced when a burst of flames flew past her, singing her clothes and a few or her hairs.

"I'm here to save you, Midoriya!"

"M-Much appreciated, Todoroki-kun!"

"Us too, my shining soul brother!" Aoyama's voice came through the sealed door,

The seam lines made from Awase welding the door to the walls were burned down thanks to the french student's laser. With a firm kick, the door fell down, revealing the ever bright student and a pissed off Kyoka.

"We're taking him back, thank you very much…!" Kyoka states with an angry growl.

"Dammit, if only those three weren't busy with Bakugo!" Awase curses as he backs away from the slowly approaching trio.

Izuku couldn't help but gulp, intimidated by the furious look Kyoka was giving his captors.

His head turned to Itsuka and Awase slightly. "Uh… you two, if I can just make a suggestion-?"

Itsuka ignored him and stepped forward. "We can't give up, Awase! We need to give it our Plus Ultra till the very end!"

"No need to tell me shit I already know!" Awase snarks as he pulled out more metal logs.

Izuku grumbles grimly 'I wanted to warn them…'

"Alright, then let's-!"

"I-Itsuka, Awase!" they both halted when Nirengeki cried through their communication devices. "From below! Bakugo, Kamikiri and Tsuburaba are-!"

KABOOOOOM!

The ground below them shook before it cracked open, revealing the three that Nirengeki mentioned.

Bakugo was littered with cuts and bruises while Kamikiri and Tsuburaba had bruises and burns.

"Oof!" Tsuburaba fell to the ground with a thud. He shook his head and got up, turning towards his other allies. "Both of you, run now!"

"Like I'd let you do that!" Bakugo exclaims as his gauntlet covered arm aims at Class 1-B's president.

Kyoka gasped and ran forward. "W-Wait a minute Bakugo, we still haven't secured Izu ye-!"

"DIE!"

A large explosion came out of Bakugo's palm and raced towards Itsuka and Izuku. The result was Itsuka jumping out of the way, allowing the explosion to destroy the wall behind her.

Kyoka recoiled greatly at the painfully loud explosion, but bore with it as she ran towards the green haired hostage with her ear jacks inserted into her amplifiers.

"Heartbeat Surround!"

With her arms pointing towards her orange foe, Kyoka's amplifiers let out powerful soundwaves, stopping Itsuka in her tracks.

"T-Too loud!" Itsuka cries, her hold on Izuku lessening as she was being pushed back.

"Finally!" Kyoka yells as she picks up pace. "Now to get him out of her gri-!"

Crack!

"Ah."

Everyone blanked when the floor below Izuku and Itsuka gave out, crumbling away and causing both of them to fall.

"Woooooaaah!" Itsuka cries as she uses both her large hands to grab onto the ledge.

Wait a minute-

"OooooooWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAH!" Izuku screams as he falls out of the broken wall.

"M-Midroiya!"

"Deku!"

"Soul Brother!"

"IZU!"

Everyone shouts as the green hostage falls.

"C-Crap, I need to reposition my body and fast!" Izuku yells at himself, his body lighting up before green electricity surrounds him as One for All is activated.

"Hold on, I've got you, Greenie!"

Kyoka's ear jacks dislodge from her amplifiers and extend towards Izuku.

They got close, but then-

Fwip!

Kyoka paled when a long, pink tongue wrapped around Izuku's waist.

"W-Woah!" Izuku yelped when his body was pulled up.

Tsuyu, who was sticking to the walls on the building, reeled him in and caught him with her arms. "Gotcha, Midoriya-chan!"

Izuku sighed, relieved that he had avoided any sort of bodily harm. "T-Thanks, Asu- er… T-Tsu!" he stuttered upon Tsuyu's nickname.

"Your welcome!"

"Class 1-A is victorious!" All Might declares through everyone's ear piece.

"Goddamit…!"

"Fucking- shit!"

"Aw…"

"We barely put up a good enough fight..."

"Sigh..."

As team B accepts their defeat, team A begins to exit the destroyed room.

All except two people, that being Kyoka and… Bakugo?

Kyoka remained in her kneeling position, watching as Tsuyu carried away the hostage that SHE was supposed to save!

Veins started crawling up her neck and appeared on her head. Her eyes twitched, her body shook violently and her extended earlobes retracted before they pointed at Tsuyu.

'Why… why, why, why, WHY?! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!' her own voice rattles in her mind as she crushed the concrete edge she was gripping with her hands.

'WHY CAN I NEVER HAVE A MOMENT WITH HIM?! WHY MUST SOMETHING OR SOME SKANK GET IN MY WAY WHEN I JUST WANT SOME TIME WITH MY GODDAMN, BROCCOLI HEAD BOYFRIEND?! WHY HAVE I NOT BEEN ABLE TO EAT ALONGSIDE HIM?! WHY HAVE I NOT BEEN ABLE TO AT LEAST TOUCH HIM?! WHY CAN I NOT MURDER ALL THE BITCHES THAT COME TOWARDS HI-'

CRAAASH!

As her head slammed into the concrete walls right next to her, Kyoka failed to notice the pair of red eyes watching her.

Bakugo's eyes narrowed.

'The fuck are you doing, dawdling your fingers and doing nothing, Earlobes?'


It was dawn now and every class was heading back to the dorms.

And Kyoka… well she looked like the living equivalent of an empty husk, with her soul exiting through her mouth, her body almost completely hunched over, and an empty yet exhausted expression on her face.

"How long has it been since I've been close to Izu? A few days? A week? Months? It feels like it's been an eternity…" she murmurs depressingly to herself.

Kyoka stopped walking forward and stood in place. She tilted her head up and saw Izuku moving away from her.

He didn't seem too happy. He was also hunched over, albeit to a much lesser extent than her, and he looked pretty downcast.

Kyoka's contemplating escalated. "He must be sad to not be able to be with me, as well…" she said sadly.

A sigh came out of her mouth.

And then her eyes started clenching as she frowned deeply.

'Goddammit, is there really something wrong with me? I mean, it should be natural for a girl to not want her man getting close with any other, but I'm pretty sure the black thoughts I've been having aren't.'

Kyoka crouches as she runs a hand through her smooth, purple hair.

Her frown broadens.

'I say that, but... it's been this way even before U.A.'

Her thoughts drift to the days before they both applied for U.A., and she's reminded that these feelings she was subjugated to have appeared beforehand.

She recalls any time Izuku was made fun of by other girls.

She recalled whenever her Greenie's skin accidentally scraped against someone else's.

She recalled the time when her green bean walked up to a pro heroine and asked for an autograph.

Kyoka's grimace became intense as she then thought about the events that occured in U.A. that revolved around her precious boyfriend.

'His eyes being violated by the damn costumes of the girls in our class…'

Her hands formed tight fists.

'His personal space being invaded by his new fanbase after the Sports Festival…!'

Veins started to appear on her face.

'The scars he got because of all the assholes he's fought!'

She started huffing over and over.

'ALL THE EVENTS THAT TOOK PLACE THIS WEEK!'

As she started flipping out, she was unaware of the one person behind her.

Present Mic resisted the urge to break out in a fit of laughter at the hilarious behaviour of his favorite student. He held a hand to his mouth to ensure that his chuckling wouldn't come out.

"Oh, the struggles of a young lady who's in love!" The voice hero murmurs hilariously.

Kyoka eventually reached her breaking point.

She took in a deep breath of air.

And-

"WWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Her shrill voice reached where the sky breaks.


"Are you seriously not gonna do a fucking thing?"

Aside from Kyoka's relatively depressed mood, everything about right now was pretty normal. Majority of the Class 1-A students were chilling in the commons room, doing whatever while she was on the couch, her face devoid of any emotion other than fatigue and a little bit of irritation.

Her back sank into the fabric as she pinched the bridge of her nose, confused as to what Bakugo just asked her.

"What the hell do you mean?" she responds irritably.

Bakugo's half-lidded eyes narrowed even further.

"Elaborate, please?"

"..."

Kyoka's frown deepens as she sits up straight. "Look asshat, if you're not gonna give me any details on what you want to know, then forget it and back off."

She reaches for the water bottle on the coffee table and takes in big gulps.

"How long do you plan on letting other bitches get close to Deku?"

"PFFFFFFFT!"

She spat out instantly, startling a few of the classmates around her before they eventually just ignored her actions.

With a wide open mouth and a petrified look in her eyes, her head creaked as it turned towards Bakugo.

"W-w-wha…?!"

Bakugo scoffs at her. "Did you really think that anyone with a brain wouldn't be able to notice you and your creepy stalking of the nerd?"

Kyoka had no rebuttal.

Shinso found out somehow, so she probably shouldn't be surprised that someone as smart as Bakugo would be able to find her out, connect the dots, observe her long enough, whatever sentence applied in this situation.

Still, she felt that she had the right to be appalled.

Abandoning all excuses, Kyoka shook her head with a groan and wiped her mouth.

"O-Okay, fine! You've caught me or whatever!" Kyoka harshly whispers. She scowls at Bakugo while pointing at him. "But firstly, why bring it up? And also, why do you of all people care?" she asked suspiciously.

Bakugo's brows furrowed as he sat down on the couch. "If you knew I was dating a chick and it was real fucking obvious that I was jealous of some other fucker, how would you feel and what the hell would you do?"

"..."

"..."

"Point taken."

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

Kyoka growls as her head falls onto her palm. "So basically, you know that me and Izu are a thing and you wanna do something about me letting other girls near him, right?"

"And I ain't leaving you alone until you do something." Bakugo says with folded arms.

"Well, what do you have in mind?"

"Isn't fucking obvious? You tell the damn class that you've got ownership over the nerd."

Kyoak's blush was intense.

"N-No! I'm not saying it like that, let alone am I gonna tell everyone period!"

"Why the fuck not?!"

Instead of answering with words, Kyoka points to the main reasons that were present in the room.

She aims her finger at Kaminari, Mineta, Mina and Hagakure

Bakugo's eyes squint as he frowns, unhappy about the fact that Kyoka brought up a good reason for her secrecy.

"Alright fine, fucking fair." He concedes before huffing. "But compared to the issues of not telling everyone, is it worth it? Is it worth it to destroy yourself, watching as other damn hoes get within shitty Deku's range?"

Kyoka flinched slightly and began thinking.

Having to deal with Kaminari's and Mineta's bitching, plus constant "advice" and gossiping from Mina and Hagakure.

Or-

Deal with the problems that come with her secrecy, resulting in the events that have occurred this week continuing.

Kyoka grumbles. "L-look, I know it may not look like I can tolerate other girls being… close to him, but I'm pretty sure that I can eventually get used to it so long as I can avoid the quadruple threat that comes with letting the class know."

Bakugo nods with a sarcastic expression." Okay, okay, so you're telling me that you'll be fine with that happening?" He points over his shoulder with his thumb.

Kyoka's head tilts, viewing what the ash-blonde was referring to. "What are you ta-?"

She pales while her eyes become bloodshot.

"Wow! So you and Tsu arranged a hangout with the green boy and girls of Class?"

"Y-Yeah! Uh, T-Tokage-san insisted upon it and I thought that Tsu wouldn't mind, so we'll be meeting with them on Sunday."

Izuku was currently conversing with Uraraka and Tsuyu, both of which brought up the topic of the green students within Class 1-A and B hanging out.

"It'd be nice, making friends with them while maintaining our rivalry." Tsuyu comments.

"I-Indeed! That's one of the points to this, so that we can create a bridge of trust, thus lessening a bit of the bitterness between us!" Izuku adds optimistically.

"That sounds like a lot of fun! I hope it goes well for you and Tsu, Deku-kun!" Uraraka wishes loudly.

Her face got close to Izuku's, thus leaving the boy flustered.

"T-Too close!" Izuku squeaks while backing away.

Ding!

"Oh?" Izuku looked at his phone on the table and saw a notification. "Tokage-san?"

A picture from Tokage apparently, which showed her and her other green friends standing in front of the zoo, the words "Hope you don't mind if this is where we go for our group date!" attached below the snapshot.

Uraraka gasped and got even closer to Izuku.

"W-wha-?! Wait, Uraraka-san!" Izuku sputtered, his plea going through the gravity girls ears as she leaned closer to view Tokage's shared image.

"A zoo! So lucky! You're going to be able to see all kinds of cute animals!"

"B-B-B-!" Izuku felt a pair of "somethings" push up his shoulder, causing his face to get even hotter.

"WAAH!" It got worse when he felt another duo of breast behind him.

"Tokage-chan is very generous, isn't she?" Tsuyu compliments, leaning forward so her face was close as Uraraka with the madly blushing Izuku's .

"P-Please, if you could both leave some space…!" Izuku whispers cuteley, once again being ignored as the girls next to him continue to observe the image on his phone.

All the while, a purple-haired punk rock lover watches the three of them with twitching, mad red eyes and a wide open mouth.

Bakugo hunches over so that he could stare at her right in the eye with his own narrowed ones.

"..."

"..."

"Okay, you know what…"

Kyoka jumped off the couch.

"Fucking finally!" Bakugo howls, satisfyingly leaning back into the couch as he watches Kyoka approach his rival with her eyes hidden behind her bangs.

The blushing Izuku heard the incoming footsteps from behind and turned his head, seeing his long timer lover approach him with her expression hidden.

"Oh, J-Jiro-san! Is there something you nee-?"

Without warning, Kyoka shoved Uraraka and Tsuyu away with great force.

"E-Eh?!" Uraraka yelps as she stumbles backwards.

Tsuyu was able to regain her balance fast so that she could turn back to the person who forcibly moved her. "W-What was that for, Jiro-cha-?"

Everyone, sans Bakugo, froze at the sight by the kitchen table.

"MMMMMMMMMHHHHRRRRRFFF?!" Izuku's screams were muffled because of the lips that were on his own right now.

With a shocking amount of strength, Kyoka had turned Izuku's chair a full 180 and leaned into him, wrapping her arms and ear jacks around his neck and pressing her body against his, all while kissing him full on.

The entire class exploded.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!" Mina and Hagakure squeal as they join their hands.

"WHAT THE HECK, MIDORIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?!" both Mineta and Kaminari yell with all their might.

"Chère moi!" Aoyama exclaims, blushing while holding a hand over his heart.

Tokoyami averted his eyes. "An unseen, fateful romance?"

"W-w-what is going on?!" a shocked Momo shouts, having a hard time processing the picture of her close friend currently making out with Izuku.

"What in the world?!" Iida's appalled yell rang throughout the building. His body stood up straight as his hands chopped through the air numerous times, all while it was pointing at Kyoka. "What are you doing, Jiro-san?! Why are you violating Midoriya-kun's personal space and his lips?!"

The class president was completely dismissed by Kyoka.

As the entire room began to flood with gossip and screams, Kyoka, tunnel visioned with the only thing she could see being Izuku, took things to another level as she brought Izuku's stiff body up from his chair and over to the couch.

With her on top, they both plopped onto it. It caught Izuku off guard, momentarily causing him to open his mouth.

"K-K-K-Kyo-!" Immediately he was stopped when Kyoka kissed him again.

And this time, her tongue went in.

"AGH, FUCKING GROSS!" Bakugo yells in disgust, immediately getting off the couch and away from the green and purple duo. "Next time, do something like that when no one can fucking see you, you shitty rom-com couple!"

Just like with Iida, he was completely dismissed as Kyoka fully straddled Izuku.

"Don't just fucking cut me out, Earlobes!"

Still no response.

Kyoka's face flushed further as she continued to move her tongue around every surface of Izuku's mouth.

Eventually, things ended once Kyoka pulled away, a trail of saliva bridging between her tongue and Izuku's mouth. Her back straightened and she turned her head, viewing the blushing classmates behind her, sans Bakugo and Todoroki.

Izuku was dazed, his head completely red and his eyes a pair of swirls. He didn't even realise that his head was being lifted up.

Kyoka shoved her boyfriend between her modest bussims and stared down all of her classmates, specifically every female one.

"You get the message, right?"

...

...

...

Everyone was silent.

Bakugo scoffs and walks away from the scene. "Of course they get it Earlobes. Now take your shitty chicken choking session to a place where it won't bother anybody."

"Oof!" Iida was caught off guard when the explosive student grabbed him by the arm and pulled him away. "W-Wait a minute, Bakugo-kun! We can't just ignore what just happened!"

The ash-blonde gave the class president a stink eye. "Can it, four-eyes! I've had enough goddamn drama today, and the two of those fuckers ain't gonna be stopping any time soon. So either you can stay, watch, and suffer the damn consequences or leave and spare your eyes."

Bakugo spun around, pointing at every other student. "That goes for the rest of you! Make up your damn minds, because I ain't gonna be the one to do it for ya!"

"No! Unhand me right now, Bakugo-kun! It's my sworn duty as class president to ensure that the relationship between those two do not escalate to a specific exten-!"

Slam!

Bakugo closed the door, cutting off the speedy hero.

A blushing Uraraka mindlessly followed his advice, and later, so did most others.

Kyoka sighed deeply. Her head fell on top of Izuku's green and fluffy hair, nestling in it and relishing in the warm and soft feeling that she's been denied for so long.

Unconsciously, Izuku's arm wrapped around the rockstar's torso.

They were unaware of the people who had remained.

"LET GO OF ME, KAMINARI! I CAN'T LEAVE UNTIL I GIVE MIDORIYA A PIECE OF MY MIND FOR GETTING A GIRL BEFORE ANY OF US DO!"

"Dude, I get ya, believe me I do! But honestly, it was only a matter of time before he got one anyway, so let's just give him this!"

Kaminari carried the raging grape away and out of the room.

Meanwhile-

"Ehehehe…!" a grinning Mina, who was laughing mischievously, had pulled out her smartphone and pointed the camera at the couple

But then the screen grew dark.

"Huh?"

Todoroki yanked the phone out of her hand.

"H-Hey! Not cool, Todoroki! Give it back, I need to record this monument!" she whines while reaching for her phone.

Todoroki simply shook his head and stared at her blankly, before uttering a simple, "No."

Eventually, there was no one left in the common room.


"K-Kyo-chan, w-w-wait a minute!" Izuku pleads.

After the whole fiasco that took place, Kyoka had moved the dazed Izuku back into his All Might themed room.

There, Izuku was forced to sit on his bed, Kyoka hovering over him while his shirt was removed.

"What is it, green?" Kyoka murmurs, her words muffled as she shoves her face onto Izuku's collarbone.

Izuku gulps as his blush grows. "W-Why did you do that?!"

"Do what?" Kyoka asked breathlessly, her head tilting upwards so that she could kiss Izuku's neck.

"D-Don't play naive with me! You could've just told me that you wanted to make our r-r-relationship public- WHY TELL EVERYONE IN THE WAY THAT YOU DID?"

Kyoka pushes him down by the shoulders.

"E-eh?!"

She pushed her forehead against his own, staring right into his vibrant green eyes.

"I've been jealous for the past week."

...

"O...Oh."

Kyoka sighed as her arms wrapped around Izuku's neck once again. "I'm expecting you to make it up to me."

"U-uh… how can I do that?"

Kyoka leaned her head closer, her eyes looking into his own expectantly.

"... A new song made from me?"

Kyoka smiles. "Yup. Now zip it as I shove my tongue down your throat."

And shove it down she did as her body completely collapsed on top of him.


As they agreed, Nejire and Yuyu did indeed peer into Izuku's room, hoping to catch him sleeping like he did in the teacher's lounge.

Nejire was whining the entire time since Yuyu had the binoculars and has yet to give them to her. "Hey, Yuyu! Is he there or not?"

Yuyu didn't respond immediately.

Streams of blood came out of both of her nostrils as she viewed the… activity currently ongoing within a certain someone's bedroom.

She took the binoculars away from her eyes, but the image she saw would forever be burned into her brain.

"Nothing. I saw nothing."

Nejire pouted.


AN: Well, this was a fun one to write XD. Shout out to the chads who know why a few specific words were bolded.

Seriously though, if you have varied taste in music, check out all the bands that were listed above.

This is also the most lewd story that I've ever done as of now. Not sure when something like this will pop out of the thinking hole again, but I'm pretty sure this won't be the last time I write such explicit intimacy.

Now if you'll excuse me, "Of Debris and Heroes" is calling papa again!