One Shot Summary: After hearing an extremely hurtful comment from Denki and Minoru, Kyoka leaves the dorm in tears. But someone comes to finder her, and it's not who she expects.

Just Go For It!

Friday evenings were the best. That was what Kyoka thought with all her heart. The week had been horrible for many reasons. Classes had been tougher than normal, what with All Might's retirement hanging over everyone's head, the teachers had stepped up the training courses. She was beaten, battered and bruised beyond what she was used to.

Walking into the dorm room, she headed straight for the fridge, and got herself a bottle of water.

"Man, did you see what happened today in rescue training?" She heard Mineta's voice giggle perversely. "Momo's costume got totally shredded!"

Kyoka choked on her water, [Why that little - !]

"Yeah, but Jiro covered her up too fast for me to see anything, dammit," she heard Denki's voice growl, "I swear, that girl is such a buzzkill!"

She felt herself grow cold with anger as she stomped toward the common room. Her earphone jacks were poised and ready to deliver divine punishment. "Yeah, she's probably the least girliest girl I've seen in the entire school." Mineta said, causing the girl to stop dead in her tracks. "Sure, she's got a few curves, but my money says she's never gonna get any sexiness of her own going for her."

"She'd make a damn good punk rocker, that's for sure, but, meh, some girls just ain't as blessed as some others are." Denki said, driving a deep cold spike into her chest. "I mean look at the whole school, she's the only girl here that ain't got at least a B-cup!"

The water bottle slipped from her grasp as she turned away from the perverted pair. She needed to get away. Now! Before she did something that she'd regret, no matter how much they deserved it.

The door came open just as she reached it. "Oh, h-hey, Jiro, what are - ?" She looked up for a split second, and saw green just before she bolted passed the person, and down the hallway. "Hey, wait!"

She heard him, but she didn't care. She just ran. She ran as fast as she could. She didn't know where her feet were taking her, but she didn't care about that either, she just wanted to be somewhere, anywhere, besides school.

Back at the dorms, a certain green-haired cinnamon roll of a boy was scratching his head with worry. Izuku Midoriya hated seeing his friends upset in anyway shape or form, and he'd just witnessed something extremely rare. Kyoka Jiro, one of the strongest people he knew, was crying. And dammit he wanted to know why!

He heard laughter coming from the common room, and a scowl appeared on his face. Channeling a small portion of One for All Full Cowling, he flashed into the room and found the culprits of the laughter. "What's so funny, guys?"

Both boys stiffened, and looked up at the green-haired powerhouse. "Uh...hey, Midoriya?" Denki said shakily, "You...you didn't hear all that just now, right?"

"Yeah, we were only joking!" Mineta shouted fearfully.

Now Izuku was sure that something was up. "I personally didn't hear anything." He said, much to their relief, "But Jiro just ran out of here in tears." They stiffened again, making the boy scowl deeper. "Kaminari, Mineta, explain, right now!"

It was a rare occurrence, but Izuku's temper as just as frightening, if not more so, than his friend, Bakugo's. Bakugo could certainly deal out massive damage, but both boy's knew that Izuku had multiple Quirks now that his Black Whip had manifested. No one wanted to mess with him after seeing that monster of a Quirk!

"Sh-she heard us!?" Denki yelped, paling. "Oh, man, I didn't even know she was here!"

"Well, she was!" Izuku snapped, "What did you say?"

Kaminari and Mineta looked at each other nervously. Izuku grew impatient and flared up his Quirk again, stronger this time. Black Whip began manifesting on his forearms. "What. Did. You. Say!"

Kaminari broke first. "We were talking about her looks!"

"You idiot!" Mineta shouted loudly.

"You idiots!" Izuku roared, and nearly lost control. "You know how self-conscious she is!"

Rather than lashing out at them, Midoriya ran for the balcony, and jumped down to the ground below. He ran around to the front of the dorms, and just barely caught sight of Jiro running out of the front gates. "Wait!"

He sped off, boosting himself with his Quirk again just enough to catch up with her. As soon as he was out the gate, however, he was forced to power down. Laws were laws, after all.

But he was more than fast enough to catch up to her somewhat, and run after her with normal speed. "Jiro, wait up!"

Kyoka heard him, but kept running, "Go away!"

"Listen to me!" Izuku shouted.

"I said go away!" Kyoka screamed as she ran through the crowded streets, pushing her way through to get away from him. "Just leave me alone!"

Izuku growled and poured on the speed. He flared up his Quirk again, consequences be damned, and lept up onto the side of a building to get ahead of her, and then jumped down and landed right in front of her. She wasn't expecting him to do that, and practically bounced off of his chest, landing on her butt as she hit the sidewalk. "What the hell, man!"

"Sorry!" Izuku yelped and quickly helped her back to her feet, "But listen, Jiro, I - Ow!" She jabbed him with her jacks.

"I am not going back, dammit!" She snapped, angry tears streaming from her eyes like tiny rivers, "Do you have any idea what those bastards - !?"

Izuku held up a hand to stall her, "Yeah, Kaminari gave me the gist of it," he said to which she blushed angrily. "But you shouldn't let what those guys said get to you, you know? I mean - "

"Look, you just don't get it, do you?" Kyoka said, "It's different for girls! And this isn't the first time they've done this to me!"

"Wha - "

"Do you have any idea what it's like to be judged just by how much fat there is on your chest?" She demanded whit a poke at his chest with her jacks, "Or-or-or how fat your ass looks in jeans or shorts so tight you can barely fit in them?! No, of course not! Look at you!"

"What about me?" Izuku yelped, momentarily forgetting about why he had run after her.

"Dude, don't tell me you don't see it!" She snapped whilst jabbing him again, "You're totally ripped because of your Quirk!"

Izuku frowned, "Okay, first of all, I didn't get this way because of my damned Quirks," he said, "I worked hard to get this way because when my first Quirk showed up? I was a beanpole. I couldn't lift a single weight." He frowned, remembering all those hours on the beach cleaning up garbage, "I worked myself sick to make my body strong enough to handle the blow back of my Quirk. And it still nearly killed me on too many occasions to count before I got a handle on it."

"Secondly," he gave her a small glare that had her stepping back, "What the hell do you care about what two perverts are saying? Do you want them to perv on you?"

"What? No!" She shouted, "Of course not!" Now that he'd brought it up, her anger began melting away into embarrassment for her treatment of someone she knew wouldn't harm a fly if he could avoid it. "It's just...what they said...it hurts...you know what I mean, right?" She asked looking up at him shyly.

"Of course I do," Izuku sighed, "Didn't you know that I was a late bloomer? Kacchan reminded me that I was Quirkless everyday for the entire time, even after I got my Quirk. Hell, he still does it, even if he's slowed down!"

She began tapping the ends of her jacks together, "Yeah...but...Bakugo's an asshole."

Izuku snorted, "Yeah he is." He smiled, "Are you okay, now?"

"No," she shook her head, "Really, I'm not. I still don't wanna go back to the dorms...not tonight."

Izuku nodded in understanding. "Well, I don't know if you'd want company right now, but - ?"

Kyoka gave him a small smile, "Yeah, I think I could use a friend."

頑張れ！

They ended up wandering around the city for what seemed like an entire day before Kyoka realized something. Izuku...was probably about the only boy whose attention she actually wanted. When she thought about it, there were three eligible bachelors in her class. One of them was Shoto Todoroki. He was rich, good looking, and a grade-A student. But he had issues. Daddy issues that she didn't even want to think about.

Scratch one guy off of her list.

The other one was Katsuki Bakugo. He wasn't rich like Todoroki, or Yaoyorozu, but he had decent looks...when he wasn't scowling, or blowing up. His grades were also good, and she could easily tell that, if he fixed his attitude, he'd be a great Hero someday. But that attitude...

He honestly made Monoma of class 1-B look like a saint.

Scratch two guys off of her list.

Then there was Izuku. When she first met him, he seemed like a total and complete dork. That changed after a few days. Right after he beat Bakugo in their first Hero course combat exercise. After that, though they rarely spoke, she'd come to respect him, and even studied with him on occasion. He was one of those nice guy types. [No,] she thought, [Nice doesn't do him justice. Not after today.]

Of course, now that she'd spent time with him, she could see why Uraraka liked him so much. And that made her feel...guilty for some reason.

"Hey," Izuku spoke up, "Jiro, I know it's a little late to ask, but where were you planning to go? To your parents'?"

Dammit, she hadn't thought about that. "Not really. They'd just grill me," she said, groaning. "I love my mom and dad, but man can they be a couple of pains in the ass when they start bugging me for details." She said, "My dad's really bad about it. When he found out..." she trailed off.

Izuku frowned, "Something you don't like to remember?"

"No," she frowned up at him and began twirling her left jack around her left trigger finger, "I just...don't know how you'd take it." She took a deep breath, "You see...well, you know how I'm close to Momo, right?"

"Yeah, I always thought you two got along really well." Izuku smirked.

She smiled a little at that, "Yeah, we did, and we still do, but...I kind'a...sort'a...had a crush on her," she said in a bit of a rush, giving the boy a look, "Like a big time crush."

Izuku looked a little surprised. "Wow, really?"

Jiro looked at him, "Wait, you don't find that weird?"

"Why would I?" Izuku asked. "Seriously, we live in a superpowered society, I think two girls liking each other is probably the least strange thing I've heard about since I heard about a European Hero that called himself Sir Belchalot."

"PFFFFFT!" Kyoka sputtered in uncontrollable laughter, "Are you kidding me?!"

Izuku laughed as well, "Nope, the guy could belch so loud that he it shattered windows," he chuckled, "First time I saw him he was on the Tv dressed in full knightly armor. Mom and I thought he was some sort of Western cosplayer until the announced him as Sir Belchalot right before he let one out. Rattled the speakers on our Tv!"

The two continued laughing for a while until Kyoka finally calmed down.

"Anyway," Izuku had to wipe a stray tear from his eye, "Your dad; did he not like the fact that you like girls?"

Kyoka moaned, "If only it was that simple!" She said with a large smile, "And I'm bisexual, not a full lesbian, Midoriya." She clarified, "Anyway, when he found out I had a crush on someone, he wouldn't stop bugging me until I said who it was. Then he finds out its a girl, he doesn't freak, no not him, he goes and writes a damned song about it!"

Izuku's brow nearly shot off, "Okay, now I know you're joking."

"Seriously!" Kyoka groaned, "For four hours straight he's trying to find the right lyrics for My Girl's Crushin' on A Girl!" She gagged, "My God, I've never been so embarrassed in all my life!"

"Was it any good?"

"I burned the sheet music!"

They nearly collapsed into laughter again. Kyoka had to reach out and hold onto his shoulder for support. "So, yeah," Kyoka sighed, "I'd rather not let my folks know about all...whatever the hell this is." She frowned, "Shit, maybe I should just go for girls. At least they might think I'm attractive."

"But you are attractive," Izuku said without even hesitating. "I-I-I mean you're p-pretty!"

The boy looked up and away from her in embarrassment while Kyoka took some small pleasure in his words. "You say that, but then again you've got hotties like Ochaco and that Melisa girl from I-Island hanging off of you."

Izuku looked at her with a frown, "Uh, what are you talking about?"

Kyoka gave him a dubious look, "Now don't play dumb. You can't tell me that you don't know that Ochaco has a thing for you?"

That surprised Izuku to no end. Ochaco had a thing for him? "Are you sure about that?" He had to ask.

"Damned sure. Mina even teased her about it before the licensing exams." She said, "What about you? Do you not feel the same?"

Izuku frowned, "I don't think I do," he said, looking depressed, "I mean, I've only ever looked at her as a friend."

"Really?" She felt something in her stomach flutter, "No one's caught your eye?"

Izuku shook his head, "Well, no, not really. I mean all of the girls in our class are really nice, and look pretty, but I haven't met anyone that...well, -"

Kyoka reached up to him and turned him toward her. "Made you feel like this?" She stood up on her toes, and pulled him down at the same time until their lips connected. The moment their lips touched was when all hell seemed to break loose. The thoughts that had been going through her head when she kissed him had been a loud "Just go for it!" and she had. And it felt nice as far as first kisses went.

What she didn't expect, and probably not even her cinnamon roll of a friend could have expected, was his reaction.

Something must have clicked for him because he leaned into her kiss. Those muscular arms of his were wound around her tightly, almost crushing her in his grip. Kyoka had heard the old line about fireworks going off when you kissed someone you liked, but that was nothing like what was happening. The last time she'd felt something even similar to it was during the sports festival when Kaminari had let loose on his Quirk, and fried the whole field during the Cavalry Battle.

Only this felt good. Really good.

"Hmm," out of breath she drew back and looked up at him, "For...for a first kiss...that was pretty awesome." She giggled at his flustered face, "Where did that come from?"

Izuku just gave a shaky grin, "I-I should be the one asking you that." He said, "Didn't you say you liked Yaoyorozu?"

"Yeah, liked as in the past," she said, laying her head against his chest, "Besides, you gonna tell me you didn't like it after that?" When he didn't answer, she decided to tease him a little, "So," she poked him with her jacks, "My place, or yours?"

She felt him go rigid for a minute, then he started chuckling, "Mine, I guess. You did say you didn't want to see your parents right now."

Kyoka felt her cheeks heat up, but it wasn't long before she was laughing again, "Okay, you got me." She looked up at him, "But do you think your mom would mind if I crashed on the couch?"

頑張れ！

"You're bringing a friend over?" Kyoka heard Izuku's mother say over the phone when he called her. Currently they were heading to his side of the city via the train. It was pure luck that they'd managed to catch one; by the time they got to the station, it was nearing midnight.

"Yeah, she had a rough time today, and wanted somewhere to stay," Izuku explained.

"She?!" His mother gasped which turned into a sob, "Oh, my dear little Izuku - !"

Kyoka giggled as the boy next to her turned beet red, "Mom, no! It's really not like that!"

"It's not?" Kyoka put in from his side, feigning disappointment, "Darn."

"Not helping," hissed Izuku.

His mother laughed over the phone, "Well, I'm sorry to say that you'll be on your own for the evening," she said, "And probably the better part of tomorrow. I'm in Tokyo right now."

"What happened?" Izuku asked.

"Oh, I'm sure it's nothing, dear, I just got a call from your father's company foreman," she said, "Maybe he's going to meet me here, or somewhere, it's hard to tell with him, you know?" She laughed, "Either way, if you two are hungry, I've made some rice balls and left them in the refrigerator. Oh, and I had some yakitori in there, too."

"Sounds good, Mom, tell Dad I said hi," he smiled.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" She laughed.

Izuku's face burned, but before he could respond, Kyoka reached over and pulled the phone away, "I'll make sure he behaves."

Izuku heard his mother bawling again, and sighed, "You enjoyed that way too much." He said as he ended the call.

She giggled, "What can I say? You bring out my mean side." She leaned against his shoulder, "Sorry if I took it too far, though. Your mom sounds exactly like you." She snickered, "She probably has one of those nova-blushes you're so famous for!"

"I-I am so finding a way to get you back for this!" He growled threateningly. Or he tried to sound threatening. To Kyoka he sounded adorable, especially with that squeaky voice of his.

"Can't wait." Looping her arms around his, she nestled against him to make herself comfortable. "Wake me when we get there."

Izuku swallowed thickly as the girl seemingly fell asleep on him. [What the hell am I thinking?] He frowned, [Better question; what the hell do Kaminari and Mineta not see?]

He leaned his head back against the window, trying not to think about where his left arm was. Kyoka definitely wasn't flat. She had a nice figure if Izuku was to be honest about it. Sure, a lot of the girls at school had more...feminine figures compared to her, but he preferred her this way.

[I should've said something,] he said to himself. [And Uraraka has a thing for me?] He shook his head, "I'm in trouble."

"Want me to save you?" Kyoka mumbled sleepily.

He looked down at her and saw a cute little smile forming on her lips. Izuku smiled right back before freeing his arm and wrapping it around her shoulders. "You just did."

She got comfortable in the new position, her head beneath his chin, "You saved me first."

The young pair then settled in for the ride.

頑張れ！

The train took them to within a few blocks of Izuku's apartment complex, but while they had been on the train...

"Even when the weathermen have Quirks that predict weather, they still get it wrong," Kyoka shivered as she held her hand out under the torrent of rain that was falling. "And we didn't even grab our civilian clothes."

Izuku winced. At least she had a blazer on. He was just in a T-shirt and his gym pants. Not that either would have much protection. The material was meant to be tear resistant, not waterproof.

"It's passed one o'clock," he said as he checked his watch, "All the stores are gonna be closed."

"So we run?" Kyoka sighed.

"So we run." Izuku nodded. Both teens looked at each other before grinning. Then both screamed as they ran out into the cold rain.

They ran all the way toward Izuku's apartment, and ducked under the awning next to the steps. "Ugh, I'm freezing!" Kyoka moaned as she rubbed her shoulders and jogged in place to warm herself up.

Izuku was scrubbing his hair dry, dousing her with flecks of water. "Hey!"

"Sorry!" He yelped as Jiro started jabbing at him in a gentle reprimand. He reached out and brought her against him, and rubbed her back, "Better?"

"Mm, much," her face was flushed red. Izuku was as warm as his cinnamon roll nickname implied. But the reason for her million watt blush was a fact that should have been reversed. While her blazer kept her drenched white T-shirt hidden from his eyes, he was without one. [My god, he's ripped!]

"C'mon, let's get upstairs and get warmed up before you catch a cold." He moved them toward the elevator as he felt her shiver. But her shivering had nothing to do with being cold. "You can use the shower first."

"But I don't have anything to wear," she protested weakly, "And I am not borrowing your mom's clothes. That's too awkward."

Izuku blushed, "Don't worry about that for now." He pulled her into the elevator and pushed his floor number, "I'd just as soon put you in one my T-shirts rather than letting you freeze."

Before she could tease him about that one, she shivered again as a few cold drops of rain splashed against her face from a breeze, "I wouldn't say no to a hot shower, I guess?"

Izuku smiled softly at her, "Thought you might not."

Suddenly the lights flashed and turned red as the elevator lurched to a stop. Kyoka yelped as she was thrown against him while the boy grasped her around the shoulders. "What the crap?"

"Power must be out," Izuku reasoned with a frown, "Damn, and the building doesn't have any generators."

Kyoka shivered, feeling colder, "S-so we're stuck in here?"

"Yeah, but power outages don't usually last all that long in this neighborhood." He told her, "Probably about ten minutes or so."

Ten minutes later, Izuku was starting to worry. Kyoka was shivering against him violently from the cold clothes she wore, himself being the only heat source they had. "Dammit, what I wouldn't give to have a Fire Quirk right now." He frowned.

Kyoka was having similar thoughts. Her front, and shoulders were warm, thanks to him, but it was hardly enough when she was still in her drenched clothes. "B-Back up a sec, o-okay?" She trembled as he reluctantly released her. She was glad that the lights were red as her cheeks could have burst into flames right then as she began shrugging out of her blazer, and struggled to lift her shirt. When she did so, Izuku yelped and turned himself around to face the wall.

Kyoka was not a fan of nudity on her best of days, nor did she consider herself an exhibitionist by any means. But her heart pounded against her ribs as she stepped up to the boy's powerful back and snaked her freezing hands under his shirt which caused him to yelp. "Sorry." She murmured, "Um, you know you can turn around, right?" She said, "I...I still have a bra on."

Izuku nodded silently...before he took hold of his shirt and removed it. Kyoka yelped this time. She'd seen Izuku without his shirt on before on several occasions butto any girl that appreciated masculinity, he was a very good example. His muscles were subtle, and well toned. Not like the bulging types she saw on pro heroes that worked out in gyms tirelessly to make themselves look bigger, and badder. She could tell that, as much as Izuku wanted to be a Hero, he would never have that type of body, but strangely that didn't seem to bother her.

He turned around then, and even with the emergency lights on, she could tell that his face was flaming. And he was staring.

Kyoka crossed her arms across her chest, and naval, "D-don't stare." She mumbled, and jabbed him weakly with her jacks.

"I...I can't help it..." he breathed out sounding as if he'd run a mile, "Ji-Kyoka," she gasped as he spoke her name, a pleasant shiver running through her at his sudden boldness, "You...you're beautiful..."

Thunder rumbled and roared outside, sending vibrations through the elevator and making her jacks tingle. She yelped and jumped against him, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck. "Ky-Kyoka?"

"Sorry," she mumbled against his shoulder, "Storms...don't agree with my Quirk."

She felt him nod, hopefully in understanding. Slowly, his arms wrapped around her back, his rough and calloused hands rubbing soothing circles against her skin. "What..." she breathed out, sounding strained, "What about me is beautiful?" She asked, trying to take her mind off of his hands. "You said I was attractive earlier, but you've bumped me up to beautiful?"

One of his hands went up to start petting her damp hair, "What about you isn't beautiful?" He asked, sounding firm, "I could go on and on about things I like about you, and not come up with anything I didn't. The only one that doesn't think you're pretty is you."

[Sappy bastard!] It felt like a bullet had gone straight to her heart with those words. And dammit she was happy about it! "Prove it."

His hold on her loosened, allowing her see his face again. A picture of sincerity. But it still wasn't enough. Not when she still had her doubts about...any of it. She hated to admit it to herself, but Kaminari and Mineta's words had cut her deeper than she wanted to admit.

He brushed his right thumb against her cheek, smearing something warm and wet across her face. Was she crying again?

He leaned close, and brushed his mouth against hers. Earlier, when she had initiated the kiss, it was like a massive shock to her systems. This? This was the beginnings of a slow burn. She let out a small meep when he gently sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and caressed it with his tongue. He repeated the process three more times before she let out a deep moan in her throat.

Izuku's mind was running on autopilot, his instincts taking most of the reins, but his chest swelled with joy when he heard her moan. She liked what he was doing. He then swept his tongue across the seam of her lips.

They opened.

Right there, and right then, Izuku Midoriya was completely undone. He molded his mouth against hers, and she kissed him back. He swirled his tongue inside her mouth and she responded with her own, a small whimper escaping her.

He moved his hands down her back, finding the strap of her bra. It came undone with a small pinch of his fingers. She gasped as she clutched at his shoulders, breaking their kiss. Breathing raggedly, the two teens stared at each other, their faces flush. "Wow," he whispered.

Kyoka giggled breathlessly at him, "Understatement of the freaking year," she said, having trouble catching her breath, "You know how to kiss."

"Thanks...and I'm sorry."

"For what?" He pointed at her just as the strap on her right shoulder slid down, revealing the small budding breast it hid. "Oh...Oh!" Her arms blocked his view in an instant. "That...you...I mean I didn't...dislike any of that...it's just..."

"Not in an elevator?"

"R-right." She nodded. But then she started giggling.

"What?" He asked with a smile of his own.

"Your head's steaming!" She chortled.

Izuku looked up above his head, and sure enough, he caught a small glimpse of steam. He grinned at her, "So's yours."

Kyoka didn't doubt it. She felt a lot warmer now. "So," she laughed, "Are we - ?" The lights flickered and the elevator came back to life, carrying them up. [Ugh, timing's a bitch.]

Izuku stooped to gather up their discarded shirts, Izuku slinging his over his shoulder as it was still wet. Kyoka held hers in front of her chest, shivering as the wet cloth touched her skin. But it was better than taking the chance of someone else catching a full peek at her.

The doors opened and the boy peeked out, "Okay, it's clear."

Kyoka darted out and followed after him as quick as she could. All of the heat that he'd helped her build up was gone in just a few seconds of being out on the balcony. Thankfully, his apartment was close to where they came out. Izuku quickly had the door open and rushed her inside.

He kicked out of his shoes and bent down to help her with her own, the combat boots being harder to just slip out of. "I'll get the shower going, and then you can really warm up." He promised her as he slipped her left boot off. "Are you okay?" He asked when he felt her trembling again.

"I...I'm not cold anymore." She said as he got the remaining boot off. "Just...just let me dry off, and..." she started twirling one of her jacks around her fingers. "We could...you know...continue what we started in the elevator?"

He paused and looked up at her. Her face was beet red like his own, but he couldn't see a hint of deceit, or uncertainty. Still he had to ask. "Are you serious?"

Kyoka bit her lip, and gave a very small nod. "Yeah...actually, I...I am." She smiled slightly as he rose. "What..what about you?"

His came up to cup her face between them, "If...if this is what you want, I...I'm not sure I could let you go."

"That's good," she let her shirt and blazer drop from her hands, and covered his hands with her own, "Because I don't want you to let me go."

That was all he needed. He scooped her up into his arms with the girl giving out a shriek of laughter as she nestled against his chest. She wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing his chest and shoulder teasingly. He retaliated by digging his fingers into her exposed ribs. She squirmed in his grasp as she tried to muffle her laughter and get away from his fingers until he kicked his bedroom door open.

"You still had a bed here?" She asked in a huff as she noted the All Might themed comforter.

"Mom bought another one so I could spend a night or two at home when I got time." He smiled, "Gonna have to thank her for that."

She giggled, "You'll never hear the end of it."

He snorted as he laid her down against the mattress, "Probably not."

Kyoka slowly slipped her bra down her arms as Izuku reached for the waistband of her pants. The heat from earlier was returning as every part of her body was screaming at her to cover up, but she resisted it as he dragged the sodden garment down her legs. Incidentally, his fingers caught her panties as well, and took them along with the pants.

Embarrassment washed over her as he caught sight of...well, all of her. "You shave?"

"Shut it!" She pushed his hear with her foot. He laughed and caught her by the ankle, "Wh-Hey!"

Izuku looked at her, "Second thoughts?"

Kyoka shook her head, "No, I just...it's embarrassing." She blushed, "I...not even my mom's seen me naked since I was a little girl."

Izuku understood, and rose back to his feet. Kyoka yelped and covered her face as he reached for his own pants. [What happened to my shy cinnamon roll?!]

The bed bounced a little as Izuku joined her, his body stretched out beside her. "If you're scared," she peeked through her fingers at him, her heart nearly melting at the sight of the pretty green eyes of his, "We can stop right not."

Kyoka shook her head, and then she reached for him. Her fingers tangled into his damp hair, and pulled him down on top of her. Their lips met in a slow, lingering kiss as he moved between her legs. She tried not to think too much about the pain to come, or the fact that she could feel something she would call large bumping against her inner thighs. Something that was now prodding her.

He broke away from their kiss for a final confirmation; she gave him a small nod and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. And then she stiffened with pain as he pushed in, and ripped through her barrier. "Owowowow!"

"S-s-sorry!" Izuku sounded strained, almost like he was in just as much pain as she was. He looked at her, and she saw that his face was beaded with sweat, just as she felt hers was. "Ar-are you alright?"

"Yeah," she panted out, "I-I think so." She sighed as the pain to seep away, leaving her with a very pleasant feeling. "What about you? You look a little hurt?"

Izuku gave her a pained grin, "You nails."

Started, she looked at the fingers of her right hand, shocked to find small amounts of blood on them, "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

Izuku caught her hand and brought it to his lips, "It's okay," he kissed her palm, "Totally worth it...you were worth it."

Kyoka smiled up at him, using her jacks to poke at his cheeks, "You dork." She giggled, "I couldn't have asked for a better partner."

"I'm not hurting you, right?" Izuku asked.

She shook her head, "No, silly, I'm - " She moaned as he withdrew and pushed back into her. No more words were exchanged between the two lovers as he began to move. She tightened her arms around him kissing and nibbling all along his neck and shoulder. He seemed to shift into a higher gear at that point, driving her up and up toward a breaking point than she was becoming desperate to reach as she lifted her hips to meet him.

The strength of his thrust surprised her as he pushed her over her breaking point, and Kyoka let out a scream. Izuku let out a hoarse cry of his own as she tightened around him and ground against her before he too broke, and collapsed beside her.

"Holy shit." Kyoka breathed out.

Izuku grunted, and rolled over on his side so he could see her better. "That's one way of putting it." He propped himself up on his elbow, "You okay?"

She giggled and scooted closer to him, "I think I've never been better," she winced, "But...I am a little sore. You're rough, Mister."

Izuku rubbed his neck where several bite marks could be seen. "At least I didn't leave any marks," he said as Kyoka looked at him in embarrassment. "Like I said, though; totally worth it."

She smiled and hugged him around his waist, "Let's get under the covers." Izuku chuckled as he lifted her into his arms again and pulled the covers back. "So," she nestled herself against his chest, drawing little circles there with her jacks. "That happened."

"Yeah, it did." Izuku smiled as he caressed her back. "I hope this wasn't a bad end to a terrible day?"

Kyoka had to smile at that, "Definitely not." She sighed, "It started out pretty shitty, though, but I didn't think - "

Izuku snorted, "I don't think either of us were thinking part of the time." He said, then frowned, "This...this really wasn't a one time thing, was it?"

She sighed against his chest. "I've never had a boyfriend."

"And I've never had a girlfriend," he chuckled as he shook his head, "But...I did lie to you."

Kyoka jolted. "You...you did?"

"Yeah, when you asked if I had my eye on someone," he clarified, "Truth is, I've had a small crush on you since the start of the school year."

Her breath caught in her throat. "When I first saw you, I thought you were the prettiest girl I'd ever laid eyes on," he chuckled, "But I was still terrified of talking to girls, so I never dared to get close. And then you came to me, and we studied together. We had fun talking, and I didn't want it to end."

"Why not say something, then?" She found herself asking.

"Too scared," he said bashfully, "Truth be told, I find fighting villains easier than talking to girls." He grinned, "Doesn't help that the one person outside my mom that was openly affectionate toward me was a homicidal maniac."

It was too easy. "You mean Bakugo?" She giggled when he growled and assaulted her ribs again, "Okay, okay, stop!" She shrieked as he let up on his tickle torture. "Seriously, though," she said as she looked up at him, "Where are we gonna take this?"

Izuku smiled, "Kyoka," he ran his fingers through her hair, "I love you." Her heart skipped a beat. With her jacks against his chest, she could easily tell if he was lying; he wasn't. "And I want to go as far as possible...if you'll let me?"

She smiled, "Don't think you'll get rid of me that easy after hearing that." She said and pulled the blanket up around their her shoulders. "So, I say let's just go for it."

AN: There's a little moral to this story. Physical pain is painful, but emotional pain can be just as bad. Plus there are not enough IzukuxJiro fics out there. :p

That's Just Go For It! folks. Hope you enjoyed it!