"Umm, what?" Technically he said more words than that, well they weren't exactly words more random syllables that came out as white noise where his brain processed just what the fuck happened. Truthfully, those two words were just about the only things that could be labeled coherent. But who could blame him, what Kyoka Jirou just asked him sounded like something out of a crappy romance movie. Which did explain why she ambushed him just outside the dorms where people were less likely to hear her.

Kyoka frowned, resting her hands behind her head as she leaned back onto the wall, doing her best to strike a cool pose while blushing up a storm and a half. Even her ear jacks were in on it as they twiddled about each other in front of her small pout. "Don't make me say it again, Izuku, I'm already embarrassed here."

Then, he didn't mishear what she said. She wanted him to come to her parents house for dinner and pretend to be her boyfriend. How the fuck did it even get to that? Like there should have been multiple steps between them being loosely considered friends to fake dating, or maybe that was the point. "Can I ask why?"

"I guess," Kyoka shrugged and winced while letting out a frustrated groan, she reached up and scratched the back of her head. "You remember all that I-Island stuff that happened over the summer?"

"How could I forget? But what about it?" Izuku scratched the back of his head as well but stopped when he realized they were both doing it. Kyoka also stopped and they started doing it again, this tag of awkward head rubbing when on for far longer than it should have. "I mean how does that lead to uhh, fake dating?"

A blush slammed onto Kyoka's face and she flailed her arms about wildly, her ear jacks joining in. "Don't say it out loud like that you dork."

"Sorry!" This was why he was single, they weren't even fake dating yet and he was already messing things up! "But umm, yeah, how?"

Kyoka let out a sigh and calmed herself down a bit. "Apparently there were a few photos of us. Being uhh, close. In the papers and stuff, and there was even one where we were hugging and stuff."

"We hugged?"

"I guess." Kyoka's earjacks shot straight up for a moment, "I was surprised too but apparently we did. I guess we just got lost in the moment or something like that. But, my parents didn't believe me when I said we were just friends and they kept harassing me about you, and now, they want to meet you."

"Ahh."

"Yeah."

"I see."

"Yep."

"Have you tried telling them the truth?" Izuku asked, as much as it hurt to say. "I mean, I don't think you're really interested in a guy like me."

"I tried, but, guh, look, it'll just be for one night, then my parents will stop trying to force me to move out of the dorms." Kyoka muttered, now looking down towards the mulched ground they were standing on. She then looked up and waved her hands, that blush back on her face. "Well I mean, I'm not trying to guilt you into it or anything so no pressure!"

"Wait, so why are your parents trying to kick you out of the dorm? Is it because of me?" Izuku asked, starting to put it all together. That would explain why Kyoka seemed a bit desperate about the whole thing. "But didn't they sign the agreement?"

"They did, but that was under the condition that they got to meet you as soon as possible, and they're, uhh, tired of waiting." She poked her ear jacks together. "Look, it's just one night, free food, my mom's an awesome cook, and my dad's, uhh, well, he's a bit of a wad sometimes but you've punched things meaner than him."

"Besides," Kyoka leaned back against the wall and took a long steady sigh. "Out of all the guys in the class, you're the only one I could actually bring to my parents and not feel totally embarrassed; I mean have you seen all of the guys in our class? You're probably the closest thing to a believable boyfriend."

"Really? What about Eijiro?"

"Too loud."

"Denki?"

"Too stupid."

"Rikido?"

"I'm not a fan of sweets."

"Mashirao?"

"Too plain."

"Yuga?"

"I'm fairly certain he owns more dresses than I do."

"Mina?"

"She's a chick, dude."

"Mezo?"

"Not going to lie, the tentacle arms freak me out."

"What about-"

"Izuku!" One of Kyoka's ear jack's slapped him on the forehead. Her face was bright red and her purple eyes were locked onto him. "I don't want to talk about who's dateable in our class and why, just know that you're the most datable out of the bunch, and that I'm lucky my parents think you're the one I'm dating, if it was someone like Katsuki, I wouldn't be allowed to attend U.A. anymore."

"Right, sorry," Izuku laughed, scratching the back of his head. He felt pretty good about himself right now. He really wanted to go find someone and brag that a girl said he was the most datable person in their class! Who could he tell? All Might? Wow, he really didn't have a social life, huh?

"So," Kyoka took a step forward, her ear jack tapping on the shoulder. "I still don't have an answer. What do you say? Dinner with my family tomorrow?"

That alone would be stressful enough, but he'd also have to act like her boyfriend! There was no way he could do that! Still it would be helping Kyoka out. "But, I've never been a boyfriend before, I wouldn't know how to act like one."

"That's what I'm counting on. Well, kinda. I mean, we're both pretty awkward at times so maybe my parents will pick up on that and let us leave early or something, all you need to do is be yourself. That's it. And I do meet the neurotic nervous Izuku that jumps when someone says hello."

She gave a small smile and a single eyebrow was raised underneath her purple hair.

"I only did that~" Okay, so he was a bit of a spazoid, but he couldn't help it! He over thought things and this was no different. "Okay, I see your point, so you want me to be a nervous wreck in front of your parents? I think I can do that."

Kyoka smiled and punched him in the shoulder. "I think that's about all you can do."

XXXX

"Dude, relax, you're walking like Iida." Kyoka looked over to her fake boyfriend for the night and nudged him in the elbow. He looked like a nervous wreck, which was what she kind of wanted she supposed, but this was just overkill. Izuku was robotically walking step by step up to her parents home.

At this rate, Izuku might not be able to do basic things like say his name; if she tried to hold his hand, he might even explode. Which would probably get them out of dinner soon, but might make her parents suspicious. Which would just be an even bigger pain in the ass later. Seriously why did her parents act so chill about everything but her love life?

Especially her lack of love life. Both of them didn't fall in love until they were in their twenties.

"I am chill!" Izuku all but shouted after a minute.

Ahh, his brain must be lagging. Maybe they should have practiced this or something, but then Izuku would act in a different way and might mess things up. She needed him to be a giant nervous nerd, which is what he was normally, she just also needed him to act like her boyfriend. Which was where the problems lay, they covered a few topics, dreams, plans for the future, idols, music, and other things, but if they knew too much about each other then that would look suspicious, and then if they knew too little her parents might wig out.

Seriously, why on earth did her parents not believe her when she said she didn't have a boyfriend? They didn't even believe her when she said, fine, she had a boyfriend but they broke up. Apparently, she was supposed to cry or play music or be sad when that happened.

Stupid oblivious observant parents.

"Right, well, just remember to eat my mom's food and smile."

"Eat mom's smile and food."

That sounded dirty.

They reached the door and Kyoka frowned, it was her home, but she didn't really live there. Was she supposed to knock or just walk in? She did have a house key, but the door wasn't locked and -

"Kyoka!" Her father all but sung as he opened up the door, a large smile on his face. "Mika! Look, our daughter came back to visit us for the night! Oh and she brought-" Her father's smile fell and he took on a gruff look that just made him look goofy. "Some punk, so what's your name huh? And what makes you think-"

"I'm Izuku Midoriya! And I Am HERE!" Izuku stood with his shoulders back, his face twisted into his best All Might impression and he was staring straight ahead. "To date your daughter!"

Her father blinked a few moments, shock clear on his face.

Kyoka did the only thing she could think of at that moment. And facepalmed.

Hard.

Then her father laughed. "Bwhaha! That's a nice impression, kid! Nice one! Come on in, Mika's making ramen. Say, you think you can do other All Might stuff?"

"I am walking through the door!"

Kyoka sighed. Why did she already regret this? She should have realized that her dad would have loved Izuku the moment he did something stupid. Which with Izuku was a matter of when not if.

AN: There's this guy that leaves a review telling me to update something instead of starting something new... I'm a rather spiteful person. So here's a new fic :D