Hey, guys! GOTA, here, with another installment of "A Homestay To Remember." In this chapter, things are heating up when Ruby encounters a rival. Meanwhile, Ryuko and Glynda debate over strategy on obtaining their cinnamon roll. Later, Katsuki befriends a fellow ally.

As always, which girl do you ship with Izuku? And yes, it is obviously a harem but it is always fun to wonder! Enjoy!

Team Emerald Rose! {Ruby x Izuku}

Team White Emerald! {Weiss x Izuku}

Team Greenshade! {Blake x Izuku}

Team Golden Emerald! {Yang x Izuku}

Ruby Rose was feeling she was riding on Cloud 9. Who would have known that within forty-eight hours of arriving in Japan for her homestay that she would be arm-in-arm with a boy by her side. Just being beside her sweet cinnamon roll was more important than the sweetest cookie or the fluffiest pancake. Just the thought that Izuku returned her feelings was like the flint and the rock that created this spark in this fiery passion. Or that was what she had read once in a romantic novel she picked up at school.

It was the smell of exhaust fumes of the Vespa that led her and Izuku to Rin and Hitoshi's whereabouts. Ruby knew that Hitoshi texted Izuku that they were waiting on their arrival. But, she enjoyed their steady pace, taking their time. At this moment, they were a couple. They had shared their first (official) kiss at the Ferris Wheel. She had confessed her feelings and he reciprocated them. Despite being in the contest with the other maidens that she delightfully called her best friends, roommates, and teammates, she wasn't going to give up until she became his number one.

Unlike Blake's approach of conquering Izuku, Ruby wanted a more subtle approach. She felt that sex doesn't have to be the motive to claim him. As a proud virgin, she wasn't going to give herself to anyone until her Prince Charming would arrive and sweep her off her feet. It would have been something her mother would have wanted. She couldn't forget the days when sitting under her mother when giving her the idea of a storybook wedding. Her mother didn't want Ruby to give herself to anyone, preserving her virginity for the boy she loved. Owning her mother's wishes, she was going to do just so.

Was Izuku her Prince Charming? She was willing to work and see if he was worth it.

But, in her heart and feeling the spirit of her departed mother, Summer, Izuku was somewhere in the mist.

"Thanks for the heads up! Later, Shinsou!" Izuku hung up the phone before retrieving it into his pocket. He turned to Ruby. "That was Rin and Hitoshi. They are waiting for us at the gate with our passes. However, there is going to be security checks." He blew a sigh to his nose. "According to Shinsou, one of the guards that Rin knows reminds him of Hisoka and to be prepared in case things get a bit frisky." He groaned under his throat. And it would be the day that I wear my loose-fitted boxers.

"I wouldn't worry," replied Ruby in a consoling manner. "If the guy gets kind of frisky." She released a sinister smile when displaying her candy cane. "Then things will get risky and quite bittersweet."

Izuku nervously smiled, suddenly remembering her already yanderic nature. Nevertheless, it was one of the quirks that was part of Ruby and didn't stop him from liking her. Despite only knowing each other for nearly two days, she was bad company. And quite frankly, he was really enjoying her. Just by listening to her conversations and her actions, he could tell that she was a great friend and an aspiring leader.

Lying in bed with Blake earlier that morning, she had told Izuku that Ruby was their leader in the group. Despite her shyness and meek nature, she was a force to reckon with, especially when using her semblance.

I sometimes get envious of Ruby's power. This girl is going to do great things.

You will as well, Blake. I can tell in your voice that you will be great.

Thanks, Izuku. You're sweet! However, Ruby is just as mighty and powerful compared to the rest of us. It is just her confidence that needs to be more out there. And I believe when she finds it, she will outdo all of us.

Perhaps! As I aim to become a Pro Hero, you guys aim to become the greatest huntresses.

My Oum, you're adorable. Why could we have met sooner?

P-P-Please B-B-B-Blake Y-y-y-you're m-m-m-making me fe-fe-feel...!

Aww, so adorable, my little otouto! Don't change, my darling! Let's make wonderful Pro Hero and hunter babies together! Matter of fact, why not we practice now, I-zu-ku ba-by?!

"Who do you think is going to play, Izuku?"

Izuku's thoughts were no longer situated in his bedroom with Blake. His mind returned back to the carnival where he was presently located. He turned to see Ruby as she tightly placed her grip onto the teen.

"Who do you think is going to play, Izuku?" Ruby asked inquisitively. Honestly, she really didn't care who was playing. She just wanted to hear her beloved talk. She knew that his shyness returned after self-promoting herself to his fiancee. She just enjoyed seeing the reaction from his cute face. She knew that they were far from being there, but it didn't mean she disliked the idea of eventually becoming engaged to him.

"I am not sure. I wouldn't mind if it was Smashing Pumpkins or Three Days Grace," said Izuku. Izuku was adjusting the bloody-stuffed tissues in his nose from Ruby's previous confession to his friends. Despite being flattered by Ruby's forwardness, this was still new to him. In the matter of 48 hours, he had consummated a relationship with Blake and later kissed Ruby. If he was featured in a harem, then this would be a proud moment from shounen men everywhere, but the sixteen year old was having reservations about this.

He wasn't going to lie about not enjoying his kiss with Ruby. The sweet and moist texture of her lips was like honey. Honestly, she was a better kisser than Blake. However, Blake knew how to direct the flow when it came to lovemaking. The way she glided her hands onto his body, giving him a sense of security that he was in good hands. Seeing her yellow eyes onto the night, alerting him and informing him of his place under her care.

His shyness was returning. The idea that he preferred dominant women overwhelmed him and the thought if others knew, then he could face embarrassment. Nevertheless, the prowess of womanhood was to be placed to the side as it was drifting back to Ochako. Ochako was one of the first girls that formally introduced herself when starting school. Until then, he thought was noticeable, unrecognizable.

Just plain invisible.

Prior to her departure, there were moments in which he wanted to explain his awkward, yet uncertain feelings to the brunette, but was nervous. If it wasn't fear that stopped him, it was Katsuki's jeering that prevented him. Katsuki was one of the few who knew of Izuku's feelings for Ochako. At any moment's notice, the blond would give him the sense of doubt, despair, and insecurity.

Now, there were two girls who were vying for his affection. In the matter of days, he would have his own intimate date with Blake. And now, he was on his way to a fashion show with Ruby. Despite either party calling it a date, in a way, it was a date.

Because no friends would kiss, hold hands, and go see a show unless feelings were involved.

"Like yeah! If they were there, then it would be so much fun," replied Ruby happily. Then, she turned to Izuku's direction. "So, Izuku?"

He returned her glance. "Yeah?"

Like a blushing bride, she averted her eyes. "Is this a date?"

The million-dollar question announced itself. Nevertheless, the teen didn't hesitate. Scratching his head, he said, "well, we did kiss, did we?"

"Hmm-hmm," she hummed when kicking a pebble. "But friends kiss each other out of respect and affection without being romantic."

Izuku nodded in compliance. "True, but nobody would make a confession unless there was affection to it." He licked his lips. "I did return your kiss. So, I guess it means that I return your affection."

Hearing those words made her heart flutter. If she could fly, she would. She would carry Izuku to the heavens and back, surrounding him with many kisses until he was basked in her marking. If she were a Faunus, she would indenture her mark, alerting others know of who he belongs to. She briefly frowned when she recognized Blake's signature mark on his neck. She wasn't going to protest because she knew that this was going to be a competition on who was going to be Izuku's first lady.

And she was going to be certain that she would remain in the lead.

"Thanks," answered Ruby. "I just wanted to be certain and I wanted to hear it from your lips." She looked at the ground again. "I just want confirmation. I mean you and Blake…."

Izuku decided to interject. "Let's not bring up Blake right now."

"Huh?"

Izuku released his grip from her. He stopped and paused in Ruby's direction. Seeing the seriousness in his eyes was surprising the redhead-brunette. It wasn't too long ago when facing confrontation with Katsuki, and here he was making a stance about her remark of Blake.

"Blake isn't here to defend herself and she isn't here with us," said Izuku calmly with a hint of sternness. "If we are on a date, then it is with you and not her." He swallowed the lump in his throat, still surprised of where this extra shot of testosterone was coming from. "Mom tells me that it is rude to talk about other women when you are courting one yourself. So, let's not talk about her and instead, let's keep it between the both of us." He produced a wink. "Okay?"

Ruby released a tiny smile, seeing the cinnamon roll exuding this out-of-nowhere confidence. Although the teen liked the idea of being in charge of the relationship, she loved the fact when seeing Izuku taking charge.

He extended his hand. "Now, let's go have some fun. This is a date, right?"

She nodded in compliance. "Yes!"

"Now, let's create some memories for your homestay."

"Let's!" Izuku proceeded at a strider's pace to the auditorium. As the duo ran, her heartbeats were growing faster as if it was approaching at a crescendo. She hoped to Oum that her mother's words were coming true. Seeing him and wanting her to have a great time was swelling into her stomach, creating butterflies.

I hope he is the one, Mother! I hope he is my Prince Charming!

Meanwhile….

It was after midnight as the women of UA High's Selective Re-Modification Program entered Sophia Island. After paying the toll, the girls finally managed to make it in the area.

Mount Lady parked the van at the furthest row of the parking lot. It was to the suggestion of Tatsuma that the further they were, the easier to make their escape. Of course, it couldn't go without Ryuko making a witty comment about their walking should do good as Glynda needed the exercise. It wouldn't be a witty rebuttal from the adjunct professor to comment about Ryuko's concerns for Glynda's weight while pondering when her next abortion visit was going to be free with her punch card.

As the dueling witch and the fiery dragon argued, Nemuri remained silent, realizing that she would never understand the beef between her sensei and her senpai. In her mind, if they knew how remotely similar they were, they could get along. She knew about their bad blood and didn't know how and where it began.

According to Nezu, the duo were the best of friends. Matter-of-factly, the principal noted how similar the duo was to her best friend, Yuu. Nemuri used seduction to her advantage with her devilish charm whereas Yuu served as vain, shameless, and apathetic about the consequences she made. She couldn't imagine Glynda and Ryuko having qualities similar to them, but nevertheless, the overall point was their rivalry and the friendship was as strong as glue.

Even to this day, neither Nezu nor Aizawa know what went wrong as the relationship between Goodwitch and Tatsuma soured. Despite working with Tatsuma since they were colleagues, she was much closer to Goodwitch-sensei. In a way, she often saw Goodwitch as a mother figure. As much as Nemuri wanted to ask either parties, she felt that it wasn't her place.

Yuu turned off the engine and shut off the lights. Yuu released a relieving sigh, finally commencing the plan on retrieving Izuku. She was fortunate that she withheld her masturbation or sex in the last seventy-two hours for all of her tensions would be released onto Izuku. She turned at the same time as Nemuri and Glynda. All were awaiting orders from Ryuko for further instructions.

"Listen up, ladies! Tonight is a special night for us on retrieving this precious cinnamon roll for this program." Ryuko produced a heavy smile. It was the kind of smile that was recognized as she was going to aim for the prize, or die trying. "We have a huge carnival going on. I wouldn't be surprised if half of Musutafu is at Sophia Island." She took a strong heavy sigh. "Therefore, it is best to be as quick, swift, and calculating as possible."

Nemuri and Yuu nodded in compliance. However, Glynda appeared indifferent, just clicking her tongue. It mattered not to Ryuko as she wanted to get this over with and not worry about the disease the Goodwitchs made when that condom broke and decided to keep the mistake.

"According to where Izuku was last located, he is situated in the northeast corridor of the island," said Ryuko as she went to the computer and proceeded to type on the keyboard. She made a pleasant hum. "Let's see! Okay! There is a fashion show in progress. Great!"

"How is it great? It isn't like they are going to accept you. This is a fashion show, not a pet exhibit," said Glynda.

Ryuko crossed her legs, unfazed of Glynda's comment. "Anyway, this is good. It means that there is more ground to cover and we can be incognito and fade away." She gave Glynda a sly look. "Like Glynda's many boyfriends that ghosts her."

Before Glynda could rebuttal, Nemuri intervened. "Goodwitch-sensei and Tatsuma! Work now, bitch later." It was joined by Yuu's groan. "Nemuri's right. We are already wasting time and who knows what kind of girl will try to take Izuku away from him. We have Shinsou and this Ruby who is already in the lead. They are winning and we are getting blue balls!"

"Yuu's right," interjected Ryuko. "He is a high value commodity and he needs to be taken care of."

Nemuri nodded in compliance. "That's right." She winked. "Taking advantage of him is assigned to us. No way in hell we would allow a burnt out skank and girl who wouldn't know how to handle a dick." She gripped her fist. "Do you know how much I want to get inside his creamy center? Since the moment he stepped foot inside of my classroom!" The blue-haired temptress rubbed her stomach. "A succulent cannoli I will partake!"

The Pro Hero Ryukyu snapped her fingers, returning back to the matter at hand. "It is going to be a big crowd and Lord knows how we can distract Izuku. Knowing Shinsou and that foreigner girl, Ruby, they have their eyes on the prize like a certain Twitter-flexing politician thinking he might win a second term." She narrowed her eyes. "And we won't let that happen."

It was met with a humming sound of approval from each one in the van.

It was Nemuri's turn to speak. "Earlier before we got caught in traffic, I was able to canvas the area with the ctOS database from this tablet. I was trying to find spots without being seen."

"Like Glynda's attempt on bleaching her upper lip," interjected Ryuko as she turned to Goodwitch with a sinister smirk. "Right, Martin Mull?"

"That's not funny," interjected Glynda.

"To you," retorted Ryuko.

"Stop it, Tatsuma," retorted Nemuri. "Anyway, there is a rocky beach that can bring us closer to the auditorium. There isn't anyone covering the area, so it can be easy to get through without entering the carnival. The only thing, however, is that we can face some issues with security once getting to our destination." She grabbed her tablet and positioned it on the console. "Security takes periodical breaks and shift changes. Thanks to the delay, we have about…" She paused as she looked at her watch. "Thirty minutes before another shift change."

"What's the problem with that," asked Yuu.

"The beach covers three square miles," answered Nemuri. "If we are going to sneak in, we have to be quick on our feet before the shift change or else waiting another four hours."

"By then, it would be closing time," said Ryuko. "And Lord knows what can happen. Or worse, we can lose Izuku again."

"True," said Nemuri. "However, if we are quick on our feet, then we can have a window to sneak through the rocky beach and enter that way." She used her finger to zoom into the blueprint of the island. "So, once we can get through the beach and pass security, we are in. However, we have another dilemma with security guarding the area at the auditorium."

"Leave that to me," said Ryuko. "According to Nezu, the ctOS is capable of controlling the power grid. With that part, I can manage to cut the power, allowing you time to enter and retrieve our cinnamon roll."

Glynda was feeling unconvinced. She wasn't questioning the capabilities of the ctOS system as she used its prototype back in Chicago. The plan, however, felt out of place. "Girls, let's think for a second. If we are trying to retrieve Izuku, we must be calculating. Working smart and not hard."

"I don't get you, sensei," said Nemuri concerningly.

"If the ctOS has the capabilities of controlling the power grid, then why not manipulate certain systems in our favor. Like cutting off the power in certain areas, or allowing gates to open. Look at us, we are not going to blend in. It's like comparing Ryuko to the Twitter-flexing politician. Although scaly, slimy, and off-colored, it just doesn't add up." Glynda narrowed her thumb and index finger. "Besides, I think Ryuko has a wee-bit bigger dick than him."

"Bite me," retorted Ryuko.

"Both of you just hush, damn!" Yuu hit the dashboard, displaying her frustration. "If you two ladies continue to bitch, then we won't get anything done. Izuku would be in college by the time we get to this task." She snorted through her nose. "I could be at an all-male host club right now or at a Fight Club wanting to kick someone's ass since Hawks isn't available." She pointed at Tatsuma and Goodwitch. "Sensei, tell us your idea on what you think we should do. No rebuttals, no fucking cliches, no underhanded or backhanded comments. From either one of you. What is your damn opinion, sensei?"

Glynda was surprised by Yuu's sudden aggravation. Yet again, she wasn't the one driving over the last few hours. She turned to Tatsuma and the dragon raised her hands as a form of compromise with Yuu's suggestion. Nemuri crossed her arms when seeing Glynda turn to her, affirming that she, too, was getting frustrated at the women's underhanded anecdotes.

Glynda crossed her legs, creating a pregnant pause so that she could think. She looked at her watch. "We have less than twenty-five minutes before the next guard takes place. It is going to take about fifteen minutes to get to that particular location. But, here is the problem. There are guards surrounding the place. If you guys have a fashion show with a singer, then you know this place will be loaded with guards."

Ryuko pursed her lip. "You're just repeating words that Nemuri has said. And I've said that we have this. I can cut the power and we can control the grid to give us time."

"But, what about backup generators?"

Ryuko couldn't produce an answer when hearing those next set of words. Glynda, as promised, didn't show any signs of rebuttal or comeback.

"Backup generators are independent from the power grid, running on its own energy," said Glynda. "As we were coming, I couldn't help but to think of different options." She turned to the girls. "The traffic jam caused time to be wasted. If we had the spare time, then we could invoke this plan. But, I just feel that this idea is going to fail. So, hear me on what I think should be the wisest way."

Ryuko made a umph sound. Glynda ignored the response until Ryuko parted her mouth. "Ok, Goodwitch! What is your suggestion?"

"The ctOS has capabilities of infiltrating phones. So, let's say that I decide to call Ruby and inform her of her whereabouts," said Glynda. "For instance, Ruby isn't to be supposed here as she decided to play sick. So, if I were to call her and say that I know that she isn't sick and I know that she is at the carnival, then it is going to create a panic for her. So, we can monitor Ruby as she rationalizes her next move."

Yuu and Nemuri were nodding with Glynda's explanation. Ryuko was unmoved, but allowed Glynda to continue.

"Ruby is going to panic and is going to rush out of the auditorium and head back out," said Glynda. "We can then use the cameras and the tracking devices to monitor her movements."

"What makes you think that Ruby may not follow that action," asked Ryuko.

"As you know your students, I know mine," retorted Glynda. "Ruby is easy to please and very meek. So, if she knew that her sister didn't keep up her ruse, then she wouldn't have any other choice but to leave." Glynda narrowed her eyes. "But, she won't leave alone."

Ryuko made another umph sound. But, this time, she produced a smile. "You have my attention, Goodwitch. For once, you really do. Continue."

Glynda nodded in compliance. "Knowing Ruby, she is going to find many ways to avoid the main exits." She snapped her fingers at Nemuri. "Are there emergency exits within the park?"

Nemuri used her fingers to scan the blueprints. "Two to three in every cardinal corridor."

"My dear Rose will become trapped by its own cardinal rose," said Glynda. "So, with that, Ruby and Izuku will be going to go to our South in a southwestern or in a southeastern direction." She pointed at the girls. "Each of you girls situate yourselves in those corridors. When they approach, Tatsuma will cut the power, causing the guards to leave. Once in the parking lot, turn off the lights in those areas. Then, it will give us availability to retrieve our cinnamon roll."

"What about Ruby," questioned Nemuri.

"What about any girl that interferes in our operation," answered Glynda.

Yuu nodded in agreement. "There are canisters in the trunk behind my seat."

"Excellent," said Glynda. The blonde ran her fingers through her hair as the girls were preparing to get into positions. While Glynda was feeling accomplished, she could feel the heat coming from behind her. I can sense the heat, you bitch! As always, I am top tier. And I will be certain that I will be on top for the win. Unlike your poor lizard of a mother that suffered in the hands of your father.

Back to Izuku and Ruby….

Izuku was grateful to God as he prepared himself for the thorough check by the Hisoka-looking security guard. As the purple-reddish-haired man slowly applied his gloves to his head, the look of checking Izuku seemed more pleasurable to him.

Meanwhile, Rin leaned back while applying one of Hitoshi's wasabi-cinnamon flavored gum into his mouth as he was gathering the badges for each of them. He eyed the security guard. "You're in good hands, Izuku. I wouldn't worry. Plus, the kind of eye candy that reaches him are those who can't afford to buy cigarettes."

It was met with a smirk from Hitoshi as she was holding onto her phone. Ruby gave a smug look as she knew that Hitoshi wasn't doing anything but filming this embarrassing moment of her Prince Charming.

It still didn't serve as any aid for the sixteen-year-old. It was much to the chagrin of the emerald-haired teen that he was the last person to be searched for any contraband. The Hisoka-looking security examined every nook-and-cranny of his person in the purple-reddish-haired worker's words, "to be thoroughly assured that he wasn't packing anything hard yet supple."

Upon hearing Izuku coughing, Rin finally decided to intervene. "Ok, Hiso! We have agreed not to do anything too 'sus."

Slowly removing his gloves, the security guard turned to Izuku. "You're clean. Off you go!" Izuku was blushing with embarrassment as he immediately scampered to join the others. Hitoshi gripped onto Izuku's stiff shoulders, confirming that there wasn't any further harm going to take place.

"I wouldn't think he could be that thorough," whispered Ruby as she looked onto Rin.

"Be sure to wear your badges at all times whenever you are backstage." The security guard stood attentively like a tiger on the prowl as he pointed towards the arrows. "Be sure to not disturb the others and head towards the VIP rooms. Snacks and refreshments are there at your leisure. Big screen tvs and when the show begins, you will be able to see from the stage."

Rin excitedly delivered a peace sign when hearing the words. "Please and thanks, Hiso!"

The security guard blushed at the compliment. "No problem, Shinsou." He giggled like a blushing bride when he looked at Izuku. "The pleasure was all mine." Upon hearing those words, the teen swallowed a lump in his throat, shuddering at the thought.

Rin decided to let Izuku and Ruby lead the way to the VIP room. Hitoshi slapped the back of Rin's neck as they followed behind them. "You told me that he wouldn't be too harsh."

"Did you mention that it was one of your kinks to watch," said Rin as he winked.

Hitoshi nodded. "True, but not to the expense of his embarrassment."

"You put it in your cloud, didn't you?"

"Just for my viewing pleasure or you also want to enjoy," she said while gripping his ass.

"Your kink is my pleasure," said Rin feverishly, craving for another taste of womanly pleasure.

Ruby was rubbing his hair, trying her best to console the somewhat violated teen. Izuku wasn't too fazed, but felt comfort by her soft hands. "It's no worries, Ruby. Apparently, you haven't experienced junior high school gyms."

Ruby shrugged her shoulders. "Besides grabbing and pinching breasts, stealing tampons, and making remarks on which girl had their period judging by the stain on their panties, no different."

Izuku hummed in her understanding. "Have you talked with your sister and the others today?"

Ruby nodded in disagreement. "I haven't." She tilted away from Izuku. "I don't remember telling you this, but I gave the others the impression that I was sick so I could check up on you in case Professor Goodwitch wanted to know my whereabouts."

Izuku was notified via text earlier by his mother that the girls were going to have a chaperone accompanying them throughout their homestay. So, it didn't surprise Izuku that he would be planning to stay with his mother in her bedroom.

That alone made Izuku speculate on how he and Blake were going to have alone time together. If he knew the Faunus, their recent lovemaking wouldn't be the last. The thought alone was causing the teen to pitch a tent in his pants.

Izuku's thoughts were interrupted when he saw the door that was for VIPs. Using his badge, he scanned the keypad. When seeing the green-colored light, he was able to enter. Upon opening the door, he held the door as he allowed the others to enter the room.

The interior was a deep shade of purple and black, like flowers that were purposefully kept in darkness. The room had two love seats on the opposite sides. It had a table that was surrounded by round cushioned seats. There were bottles of champagne on ice next to the table.

Hitoshi whistled when seeing the sight. She gave the okay sign. "Fancy!" She turned to Rin. "God knows what you did to allow us this kind of treatment." Which dick did you have to suck to receive this kind of pass?

Rin blushed, already suspecting what she really wanted to say. Nevertheless, overlooking her bantering, he immediately took a seat on the couch. "When you make good friends in the industry where I come from, you have its benefits." He winked at Hitoshi. "You are quite familiar in that field?"

Hitoshi scoffed before hopping on top of Rin. Meanwhile, Ruby and Izuku sat across from them on the couch.

"If Yang, Weiss, and Blake could see me now," said Ruby as she got comfortable on the couch. She produced a strong smile as she felt accomplished that sneaking out to see Izuku would have its perks.

"My boy, Hiso said that with a flick of a button on the remote control, we could cancel the noise," said Rin. "So, if the show becomes too loud, then you blot it out."

"Cool," replied Hitoshi while wrapping her arms tightly around Rin. "Which means while the kids are out watching the show, us kittens can play."

"Nyaa," said Rin flirtatiously.

"Good grief," said Ruby under her breath. A sweat drop was produced from Ruby as she wished there were blinds to separate the overly exerted, perverted lovebirds. She turned around to see Izuku grabbing some snacks from the table. He was grateful to see the small snacks of crackers, cheese, and fruits, he was kind of hungry. Since dealing with Weiss' wake-up call, the battle with Katsuki, Ruby, and everything in between all day, he hasn't really got a decent meal.

After grabbing his trinket of snacks, he returned to the couch. Eyeing the remote, he decided to take the opportunity of checking out its features.

Curious of the other features on the remote, he clicked the television button. The television appeared from the floor where it stopped in the center of the wall.

"Holy Esdeath," said Ruby excitedly.

"Whoa," said Hitoshi. "Now I am really curious on what you did to do this, Rinny!"

Izuku remained silent as he saw the button that said 'wa-wa.' Upon clicking the button, the love seat began vibrating.

"Holy Dio," cried Hitoshi as both couches were vibrating. "I need one of these in my house and in my various spots in the city." She licked her lips. "God, I am feeling frisky." She, then, turned to Ruby and Izuku. "Kids, would you be a dear and give me and Rin at least ten minutes?"

Already aware of Hitoshi's nature, Izuku stood up. "We'll make it twenty." He nodded at Ruby to join him in which she didn't mind as she could already smell the musk of womanhood in the mist.

And she was certain that she didn't see any shrimp on the trays on the table.

Ruby and Izuku stepped out of the VIP room, speculating on their next move. She turned to Izuku. "If I remembered what that security guard said earlier, I think there is a lounging area where we can wait until the show starts."

Izuku was parting his mouth until he heard something ramming against the door.

Words didn't need to be said as he and Ruby were heading toward the lounging area.

Five minutes later….

When heading toward the lounging area, Ruby and Izuku were met with a sea of people. It was like a circus. People scrambling left and right like an exposed ant hill. It was a riot of color, everyone a little more hyped up than they should be.

"Are we in the right place," asked Ruby inquisitively.

"I am not sure," answered Izuku. As he pondered on turning back, he bumped into a person as they were briskly rushing.

"Oh, man," cried Izuku as he bowed apologetically. "I am so, so sorry. I am…" He paused, suddenly realizing when seeing the familiar woman-in-question.

"M-M-Melissa?"

The blonde put on her glasses (after dropping them after bumping into him) when hearing the sight for sore eyes. The blonde produced a stronger smile. "Well, well, well, my little fishy. Didn't think I would happen to see you around these parts."

Ruby clenched her teeth when hearing the strong overtones coming from the overbearing skank that was talking to her Izuku. Immediately, her hand went into her pocket, assuring that the candy cane was in the right position in case of further interaction.

Meanwhile….

Eijiro laced his hands around Mina as they were in line for the fashion show. The first time going to something that was out of his nature, the idea was giving him perspective. Murmurs and whispers filled the auditorium entrance as they waited in line to receive their was kind enough to pay for everyone since she was in a good mood after everyone helped clean up following their party at the natatorium.

"I feel like a spaz going to a place like this," said Eijiro admittedly. "You won't think I am weird to do this, Ashido?"

Ashido nodded in disagreement. "Nope!" She produced such a heavenly smile to Eijiro. "I think it exudes confidence and shows that you are comfortable within yourself." She laced their fingers tighter. "Please, they are going to have a swimsuit shoot and some ideas for our next outing." She gave him a wink. "Just the two of us."

Behind Eijiro, Kyoka and Denki were looking at his cell phone as he was looking up information about the fashion show. "Kick ass," cried Denki excitedly. "They are bringing the latest idol out of Vale, Neon Katt."

When hearing those words, Minoru barged in front of them, grabbing Denki's cell phone. "Neon Katt?! The Neon Katt?!" The teen unzipped his pants. "Today is my lucky day," he cried. "There is a god. I happened to wear my lucky Neon Katt underwear." He snapped his fingers. "This is going to be a great night."

The purple-haired rocker snatched Denki's cell phone back to him. "Please! If Neon Katt gives you a time of day, then the world is coming to an end." She narrowed her eyes. "I also recall that the Neon Katt underwear collection is only in blue, white, and the colors of the rainbow. Why does it look like an off-white and yellow blotchy color?"

Minoru gave Kyoka the finger. "Bite me, Keloid Ears!"

POW!

It was met with a fist to the back of his head from Denki. "Hey, Mineta! Don't talk to her like that. Plus, her keloid ears are sexy."

Kyoka frowned. "Those are my ear jacks, you ass!"

He nervously shrugged his shoulders. "Just trying to back you up, dear!" He was in a praying position. "In what ways can I garner your forgiveness."

"Better be everything out of your wallet when buying snacks."

"C'mon! I'm saving up for the Ghost of Tsushima!"

The rocker girl crossed her arms. "So, it seems there won't be any hanky panky until you become a ghost."

A sweatdrop appeared from Denki's head. "Well, I guess I can wait until Christmas from my parents."

She slapped his back. "He-he! You guess right!"

Eijiro snickered when seeing Grapehead with another ill attempt of being lucky. As the others were in front showing such enthusiasm and anticipation of having a great time, there was a strong heat looming from behind him. The storm continues to brew as Bakugo kept the same face from earlier with Izuku. His hands were in his pockets, his eyes were darting at the floor, and the snorting of his nose sounded like an iron lung.

Trying his best to cheer him up, Eijiro grabbed Katsuki's shoulder. "Hey, bro! Cheer up! We are going to have fun tonight. Fashion show, models in bikinis, lots of skin, and Neon Katt singing." The redhead howled loudly. "Boy, her last music video gave me wet…." He paused when seeing the pout from Mina's face. "Sweat! Yeah! I was sweaty by the intensity of the video." He produced a smile. "Yeah, that's it."

Once seeing an affirming approval, Mina went back to talk with Yaoyorozu and Jirou. Turning back to Katsuki, the blonde remained unmoved.

"Hey, about earlier at the beach. I know that you think I wasn't there for you," said Eijiro. "Just know no matter how you are currently feeling, I have your back and I will support you. You're my best friend."

It was met with a scoff. "Sure, whatever!"

It wasn't the response he expected, but at least he wasn't hearing any expletives or verbal threats from Katsuki. So, he could say that there was some progress.

Katsuki used his tongue to fill where his missing tooth was located. This wasn't the day he had expected. Who would have thought that the defensive Izuku would sour his day. He called out his mother, embarrassed him in front of his friends, and then allowed that third-year slut, Hitoshi Shinsou to careen him into kingdom come.

"What were those words you said to me, you baka?!"

"Say it one more time! Please, Izuku! I want you to. I want you to say from your slothful lips as you can taste the blood from your still pumping veins!"

"C 'mon, you bitch! C 'mon, you fucking pussy. If you said it the first time, then say it again!"

"C 'mon, you fatherless bastard! The son of a cheating mother! C'mon, you little pussy! Say it to my face!"

" I've said that the only thing that is pussy about me is my contact list. And last time I remember, your mother, Mitsuki, was somewhere in there. Let me think...let me think...now I remember. Under the category, "Hot and Ready!"

This wasn't a stalemate. As long Izuku Midoriya continued to breathe on this Earth, this war was neverending. He wasn't going to stop until he was the victor. He was Katsuki Bakugo, Lord Explosion Murder, Ground Zero, the Omnipotent. This was his universe and Izuku would always remain the subservient, wretched pauper that would continue to lick his loafers until it looked like mirrors.

As Katsuki was reaching for his headphones to silence his way from the way, he saw something walking away that was catching his eye.

"Oum! Why can't they believe me?!"

Katsuki saw a long-haired silvery white girl walking away from the auditorium. She appeared to be in distress. She looked displeased and upset. Judging by her wrapped fist and smug look, something set her off.

"I don't trust that boy! He may have got you wrapped up, but not me! I don't trust Izuku!"

Hearing those words felt like medicine to the blond. He watched her proceeding to the exit. Without alerting the others, he had decided to make his acquaintanceship with his new comrade-in-arms.

Katsuki rushed back to the doors, following the teen as she was walking out. "Hey," he called out to her. "Excuse me!"

The girl paused, turning to Katsuki. When seeing the teen, he already knew that she was definitely a foreigner. The girl turned to Katsuki. "Yes! How can I help you?" The response wasn't rude, but it wasn't welcoming either.

Katsuki gained his composure so he could properly introduce himself to the girl. "I couldn't help notice how frustrating you are feeling right now." He said in the best sincere way possible. "Is something bothering you?"

"What's it to you, you baka," barked the teen.

The blonde swayed his hands. "Hey, hey! No harm is being done. I couldn't help noticing that you were appearing upset." He extended his hand. "I apologize for not giving my name immediately. I am Katsuki Bakugo."

Katsuki kept a warm and welcoming smile. He wanted to assure the teen that she wasn't in any immediate danger. Especially since she was going to serve as part of his ammunition in taking down Izuku.

The teen appeared reluctant, but nevertheless, returned his handshake. "The name is Weiss Schnee."

Back to Izuku….

Melissa rushed to Izuku's side, brushing his cheeks with her cheeks. Afterward, she gave him European kisses. "Izuku! I am so happy to see you. You have been on my mind since I got back from California."

"W-w-w-what a-a-are y-y-y-you doing h-h-h-here?"

"Aw! Still have your shyness. So cute!" Melissa pecked him on the nose before flicking his forehead. "I am part of the staff for the fashion show."

As if the sirens decided to embark on Izuku's ship of womanly woes, the blonde was back into his life. His hands were drenched as the thoughts of his first oral experience was in the confines of his bathroom. Her deep sea blue eyes gave a glare as if she, too, was aware of what was occurring in the flooded reservoir he called a brain. She released a tiny smirk. However, it was interrupted by the sound of Ruby's coughing.

Melissa's eyes widened when seeing the redhead-brunette. "Oh! Well, tame my hide," she said in a faux Southern accent as she extended her hand to the huntress. "It is safe to assume that you are one of the girls staying with Izuku for the homestay." She gave an observant glare before snapping her finger. "Ruby Rose, correct?"

In the eyes of Ruby, a fiery passion of blood, skulls, and bones filled the room. With the candy cane on standby, she produced a fake smile. "Yes it is! Ruby is my name."

"Well, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Melissa. Melissa Shield," said Melissa as Ruby returned her handshake. She turned to Izuku. "Good to see that you are being a great host." She winked. "Another great quality of being a great man."

And I can see your quality is being a harlot. What happened? Rode the entire West Coast with your tuna processing factory that you decided to go import? Bitch, eat me and die!

Ruby immediately wrapped her arms around Izuku, giving the blonde the assurance, as well as, the ownership of her love for him. "Izuku has been a great host! Showcasing me like a diamond around his finger. Isn't that right, I-zu-ku?!"

Melissa placed her hands on her hips. "Really?! This lovely gem, Izuku, showed you a great time?"

"Certainly," replied Ruby pridefully. "The teen took me swimming and introduced me to his friends." She produced a smile. "We've been to the carnival and now we are on a little date. Right, I-zu-ku?!"

The emerald-haired teen didn't answer. His labored breath of his past rendezvous and seeing the seemingly happy girl that was his present that within his eyesights were nerve-wracking. He took steady breaths, reminding himself that he needed to get a grip or else he would find himself in the infirmary.

"Oh, charming! Is it true, Izuku," asked Melissa.

Seeing the extension of the pregnant silence, he needed to answer. "Yeah!"

"Cute!" Melissa appeared fickle, releasing a strong smile. "Well, I am surprised to see you here. Didn't think you like fashion shows."

Rubbing the back of his head, before he could part his mouth, Ruby spoke for him. "Izuku wanted to show me a good time. We have friends that gave us backstage passes to see the show. What's your reason, may I ask?"

Izuku has been around women long enough to hear the latter end of the sentence being condescending. When she professed to him with strong urgency, he already knew that she was marking his territory.

Melissa continued her smile. "I work as Masaru Bakugo's assistant. As in the Masaru Bakugo." She extended her hands. "He is in charge of this fashion show and we are welcoming the upcoming fall collection."

Ruby pursed her lip. "Amazing. Unfamiliar with the product or this Masaru Bakugo. But, I am here for the experience." This Masaru must be the father of Boom Boom Man that tried to hurt my Izuku. I need to stay on my guard. For my Izuku because where there is smoke, there is fire. I will be sure to watch over my Prince Charming, you American pie shit-eating bitch!

Melissa nodded. "Understandable!" She gave an observant look at Ruby. "Interesting set of clothes." She clicked her tongue. "Does Vale have their own line of clothing or were they homemade?"

Izuku gasped under his breath. Tension was growing and seeing the smiles of the girls unfading alerted the teen that he was now unwillingly stuck in the triangle.

"We receive clothes from around the world. Top of the line. However, this Bakugo collection sounds acutely unfamiliar," said Ruby calmly. "Like Izuku never mentioning you or this clothing line. If this was the talk of the town, then I would have learned about it sooner." She made a glare. "No offense!"

"None taken," replied Melissa while swaying her arms. "I was only complimenting your clothes because they were very atypical, vintage. But, it always feels good to pay less."

Izuku felt the background fading and the scene was a fiery red and black of electricity. Sparks were flying, especially when Melissa positioned herself closer to Izuku.

Ruby continued to smile. "Like yeah! Certainly. It does feel good to be economical. My mother always told me to be resourceful." She pointed at Melissa's hair. "By the way, lovely hair."

Melissa giggled. "Well, thanks! Natural and quite bouncy and luscious."

"Are you talking about your hair or the horse's stable where you got it from?"

Izuku was gnashing his teeth. He was feeling like he was in a bidding war as the girls were now entangling their arms around his arm.

Melissa shut her eyes. "Quite the charmer, aren't you, Ruby?" She bit into her lip. "That could explain why your mother picked such a name." She produced a smirk. "Such a shame! It is such a fair contrast with your looks and your attitude."

Ruby gripped her hands tighter around Izuku. "My mother was quite the interesting lady. It's a family name, just like your last name. And speaking of using your last name, and excuse me for using it in context. But, I don't recall seeing any tuna or raw fish on the way here."

Melissa narrowed her eyes. Ruby knew she was on the mark. "And if there isn't tuna or raw fish here, then it must be from the very place that is gathering flies. Right, my little fishy."

Before there was a war between Vale and America, Izuku turned to see the father of Ground Zero standing before them.

"Melissa, thank Christ, glad to have found you," said Masaru nervously. "Things are being swamped and we are on the verge of a breakdown."

Melissa regained her composure. "What's going on?"

The father of Satan reached for his flask to take a sip of God-knows-what. "The models for the finale! They decided to elope."

"Oh, dear!"

"Oh, dear, indeed! The show begins in five minutes and I can't make time to find other models. If I don't get new models before the finale, then I…." Masaru paused when turning to see Izuku and Ruby in front of them. He mouthed thanks to God. "Oh, Icchan, you are a sight for sore eyes."

Izuku became stunned when Masaru reached for his measuring tape and began checking out Izuku's features. Upon a bit stunned, it was a fair contrast from earlier with that security guard. "Yeah, you're perfect!" He, then, observed Ruby. "No need for measurement. The model is at her size."

Masaru turned to Melissa. "Have these two in the dressing room stat!"

Izuku appeared stunned. "What's going on, Uncle Masaru!"

Masaru reached for his hand, grabbing him to go. "Let's say that you are going to make a surprise debut in the fashion scene!" He turned to Melissa and Ruby. "Let's make haste." Izuku was trying to explain himself but it fell on deaf ears. As they departed, Melissa turned to Ruby. "This isn't over, Rhinestone."

Ruby appeared unfazed. "And who are you again?" She put her finger to her lip. "Oh, that's right! An afterthought." Ruby tilted her head as she followed Izuku and Masaru.

Melissa gripped to the hems of her shirt. Don't think for a second that I saw what I saw. Next time, bring a pistol instead of a candy cane. That way, you would have a better chance. I can sense someone wanting my Izuku. And trust me, sweetheart. He is mine. And I will be sure that you won't ever fucking forget it.

To be continued….

BD: It's a cold day in hell when Katsuki makes friends with Weiss Schnee.

GOTA: It gives the next chapter a kick!

BD: Izuku has something that makes girls go crazy when they are in his circle. Might need to invest with Ozpin's Yan-Away Pills!

GOTA: Yeah, but stay tuned as we have more works to come. We have been quite busy and stories are now released at a slower pace, but we will pick back up soon!