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Himiko is a Hero: Chapter 6

Crystallizing Bonds

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"And then, and then Izuku said something super cool again! And now we are gonna go to see the nurse early in the morning!"

Toga laid across the couch, knees over the arms of the chair and hands outstreched to reach Makoto's lap, while recounting her day. Or at least the parts of the day she liked the most.

"So it was a really good day then, huh? That Izuku Midoriya sure must be something." Makoto managed to get out at the end of Toga's verbal avalanche.

"Yeah, yeah! He offered me his blood and everything."

"All Big Bro said about him was that he was 'plain-looking'."

"BZZZT! Wrong! You HAD to see the face he made when he broke his finger the other day. It was lovely seeing how much pain he was in as he fought back tears~"

Makoto nervously laughed at the description Toga gave."Haha...I see..."

"I'm gonna go play in my room now." Toga said, abruptly ending their conversation while jumping off the couch and walking off that way.

"Since you didn't have lunch, eat a snack at least!"

Toga about-faced at Makoto's shout and changed direction to the kitchen. With snack in hand, she went right to her room to "play". Play she did until night came where she took her bath, fighting off Makoto at the door again, ate her dinner, and fell asleep at her desk again. Similarly, Makoto snuck into Toga's room again.

"You really make me think you don't know how to brush your hair, Toga." she grumbled aloud to herself, brush in hand upon first visit.

While brushing the girl's hair, Makoto went ahead and looked at the lovestruck school girl's desk that had most of her non-school related and non-clothing items strewn across it. Her phone, diary, pencils… and one new item.

“I didn’t know you liked All Might. I guess it makes sense though if you go to U.A...”

Makoto picked up and analyzed the All-Might themed boxcutter resting next to her phone. It was simply a boxcutter. She did wonder where Toga got it from though. On to her diary, Makoto noticed the content remained on it's singular topic. Izuku Midoriya. The major difference was that today it had more physical descriptions of him and the origin of his freckles. Despite spying on Toga it made Makoto feel as if she was spying on Izuku. While reading the diary, the screen of Toga’s phone lit up to show the preview of a message.

It was from Izuku and said “You cant just send stuff like that!” Having no insight to the conversation going on, Makoto couldn’t make heads or tails of the message by itself. It did pique her curiosity though.

Once the spying big sister figure had finished reading, moving the journal outside of Toga's drool range, and generally tidying up the room, she exited. Out in the living room, she was greeted by the figure of her sighing big brother removing his beige coat after just coming in.

"Yo. Big Bro. Whats got you working late?"

"Weird things happening at U.A. That's all."

"Ooooh? 'That's all'? Tell me more." Makoto said in a smug and inquisitive tone while sitting attentively on the couch. Naomasa slouched down beside her soon after.

"No. Telling you anything would just make you run towards U.A."

"You know me so well. Good thing I know you pretty well too and asked Toga about the incident at U.A. earlier."

Naomasa's eyes widened as he rolled his vision towards his sister and adopted a more attentive pose. "What did she tell you?"

"All she said was that an alarm rang and she couldn't get lunch."

Naomasa let out a sigh of relief.

"But there was more to it, wasn't there?" Makoto added, pressing her brother for information.

"Toga told you? Yesterday all she did was avoid you. Hard to imagine you got on her good side that fast."

That attempt to chance the topic of conversation was obvious. It would allow Makoto to inquire about something else though, so she played along. "You underestimate my determination still, Big Bro." she smiled. "But really Toga just came in and started talking my ear off. Didn't peg her as the chatty type on first introduction. Maybe she just needed time to get used to her surroundings?"

"Same deduction as me." Naomasa responded while getting up from the couch and going towards the kitchen. "But also consider how her school day went."

"That's it! She kept going on about her meeting with Izuku Midoriya today!"

"That explains her good mood." rung out the off-time detective's voice as the sound of liquids being poured into cups filled the room.

"She sure knows how to one-sidedly hold a conversation when she wants to. I'll try talking with her on more equal terms tommorow or the day after. Speaking of Toga, did you ever find that info on her parents?"

Naomasa returned to his seat on the couch with a cup of water and took a long swig instead of answering his little sister.

"Large sip. That means bad news that you don't want to say."

Naomasa sat the half-empty cup down on the coffee table before responding. "I found the file. Nothing normal about it."

“If you of all people found it odd, then there really must be something wrong. What was off about it?”

"Firstly, it required a high level of clearance to even access despite it's contents. Secondly..."

"Secondly…" Makoto repeated as if she were hanging on every word he said.

"They are both dead."

Dead. The word hung in the air as the Tsukauchis individually pondered all the circumstances that information could entail. Minutes passed before Makoto broke the dead air first.

"That's horrible." Was all she could say.

"Usually files include things like birth certificates, places of employment, Quirks, and so on. But all the information there was that they were dead and Quirkless.”

“Quirkless?” Makoto put her hand to her cheek. “But you said that Toga has a Quirk a few days ago.”

Naomasa nodded. “Other than that I don’t know much about her past. I have a feeling work is about to become busy too so I might not be able to look into it.”

“Then you should tell me what Toga’s birth certificate says and I’ll-”

“No.” Naomasa sternly responded while looking at his sister. “I’m not telling you where Toga was born so that you can go on some dangerous wild goose chase about a murder.”

“Ooooh? Her parents were murdered? You only said dead a second ago.”

Naomasa abruptly stood up and started walking off to the bathroom. While passing by Makoto he was sure to speak “I am not letting my guard down around you again.” in an audible grumble.

“You always do! I’ll just ask Toga where she was born!” she shouted after him.

“Good luck with that! Why don’t you ask her what her starsign, Quirk, and favorite flower are while you’re at it?” Naomasa shouted back.

“Maybe I will!”

The Tsukauchi household was filled with mutual sibling bickering through the night. As dawn came however, it was filled with mutual sibling confusion as the front door slammed open to reveal a fully dressed for school Himiko Toga. The slices of bread in each of the Tsukauchi’s mouths dropped onto their breakfast plates.

“Toga! Where were you?!” Naomasa shouted.

“I thought you were sleeping in!” Makoto also shouted.

Toga hummed to herself and sat beside Makoto at their square dinner table.

“I was so happy about meeting up with Izuku that I woke up early!”

Makoto sighed and got up to serve Toga breakfast while Naomasa began to question her.

“Where were you?”

“Around.”

“Toga… that wristband tracks you and it’s for your own safety. If you are found covered in blood again, there is going to be a more intensive investigation on what happened.”

She simply smiled at Naomasa’s warning. “It’s kay. I’ll just hide if a baddie finds me.”

“You should at least tell one of us before you go out. You really have to stay out of trouble.” Naomasa finished in a semi-stern tone. Looking at his face, Toga couldn’t quite tell how stern he was going for.

“It’s fine, Toga.” said Makoto while providing Toga with her own plate of breakfast. “He always tries to put a tough face like that. It just means he cares about you.”

“Makoto!” Naomasa said alongside what looked like a failed attempt to hold back a blush while returning to consuming his breakfast.

“DOES THAT MEAN MR. COP SEES ME AS A LITTLE SISTER???” Toga shouted after a moment of thought.

“Yes.” Makoto stated.

“No.” Naomasa also stated.

Having come up with such a fun idea, Toga delighted in digging into her breakfast while Makoto and Naomasa bickered about it. The back and forth that ensued was fun for her to listen to. Naomasa had a strong lead, but Makoto was clearly skilled and brought it back around. Ultimately, neither the pro-little-sister nor anti-little-sister side made significant enough headway to land a decisive finishing blow. The topic of conversation herself got to sit on the sidelines, eat, and jump up once she finished.

“Done! I’m going to school now so I can talk with Izuku!”

“Have fun.” Makoto chimed in while smiling.

“Have fun… Wait. Your tie.” Naomasa pointed at Toga’s tie. “You didn’t have to try doing it for yourself. Let me fix it like the first day of school.” He got up and went over to the Toga who was already at the door.

“Like a good Big Bro.” A sly smile was across Makoto’s face as she commented. “Making sure his little sister’s tie is on right.” Naomasa looked pained as the shots to his side did not relent.

“No! It took forever to get it right!” Toga said defensively while stepping away from the approaching Naomasa and covering her tie.

“Right? You didn’t get it correct. It’s close but you tied it around too much so it ended up looking fat like that. Here. If you-”

“NO! IT’S PERFECT!” Toga busted out the front door and was gone before Naomasa could even consider giving chase.

“She’s pretty fast, huh Big Bro?” Makoto said, having risen and gently elbowed him in the side.

“Shut up.”

Completely rejuvenated after returning for breakfast, Toga happily skipped her way to school. Something did catch her eye along the way though. She made a sharp turn from the streets and down an alleyway where she gleamed it. It was the same man in the black hoodie and injured arm that she had tripped days ago. He was collapsed with his back against the wall.

“Hey! It’s you again!” she said with a smile while running over to him.

“St-stay away!”

The man shakily attempted to shout while producing a knife with fresh blood on the tip. Toga approached him anyway and just as she predicted, he tried swinging. He was clearly in no shape or position to fight as Toga saw that his legs had deep stab wounds preventing him from walking. The weak and haphazard swings he produced were easily deflected by just the All Might box cutter she had. Apparently his grip was weak too since the knife flew from his hand with the second deflection.

“I thought you said someone was after you! How come you are still around here?” Toga said, pouting and kneeling down beside him.

“F-fucking bitch… y-you...” The man’s eyes moved from the stab wounds on his legs to the bubbly girl beside him. Although disarmed, he attempted to glare daggers at her.

“Awww. Don’t look at me like that~. It’s gonna make me blush~.” she put her hands to her cheeks.

“What do you… want… money…?”

“Nah. Not especially. Just wanted to stab ya. Thought your old friends would come get you really fast so I only did the minimum last time.” she stood up and went over to pick up the knife he attempted to use earlier. “Not really my type though.” she lamented.

“W-what… you don’t kill or somethin?” The man’s voice was nervous yet hopeful. Toga couldn't help but giggle when hearing it.

“No silly~. You! You are like a 2/10. I moved you up to a 4, light 5 earlier. But I’m gonna have to up you to a solid 6 now.”

She turned around to face him while licking the blood from his knife. The face he was making was no where near cute to her. As expected of a natural 2.

“I’ll pay! I-in double! Just get me away from those other guys! They are all idiots I keep around for muscle a-and we can rob someplace! My Quirk lets me unlock safes s-so just-!”

“Oooh. Adrenaline kicked in again?” Toga commented while pushing her sleeves up. “You started talking really really fast! But really. It’ll feel real good so-”

Toga’s approach to the man, fangs bared, was interrupted by distant shouting. Due to the early time period, it was obvious the origin and intention of the voices as they shouted.

“Down this alleyway right?” said one.

“No way Unlock got that far. With that arm injury from when he got caught by Death Arms?” said a second.

“He may be a friend, but he still stole from us. Worst comes to worst, we can tie him up and give him to Giran. Said he was looking for some extra fodder by today so we might just make it.” said a third.

“Hey! I think I see him! Down here!” said the first, pointing down an alleyway at a slumped over figure.

The three villains ran over to their traitorous friend. With very little blood visible at any critical location, they did not know the truth of the situation at first glance. All they saw was their friend with his jacket’s hood covering his face in an unorthodox fashion.

“Hey! No time for sleep, you!” said the second, snatching away the hood.

The three gasped at the immediate sight. Their friends’ knife was stabbed into his neck with blood sprayed over the knife, inside of the hood, and his face. The wound and blood loss combined instantly told them that their friend was dead.

Leaving the scene to be intentionally confusing, the perpetrator went their way to school with pep in their step. She licked her hands clean of errant drops of blood before pushing her sleeves down and pocketing her post mortem paycheck.

“Hehehe~ Wish I coulda got more.” she giggled to herself.

She arrived at U.A. early, just as planned. Instead of going directly to their same meeting place, she snuck over there instead. Hiding in the brushes she got to see Izuku sitting on the bench already. Waiting for her no doubt! Couldn’t help but take a picture of him writing in his diary. The snap of her phone camera made him jump and look over.

“H-huh? Did someone just..?”

“HEY, BABY!”

Toga shouted while suddenly appearing from the direction Izuku wasn’t looking and wrapping her arms around him. He looked shocked and flustered.

“T-toga!”

“YEAH! That’s me, Himiko Toga!” she energetically said while letting go of him and instead sitting on the bench beside him. Very close.

“U-uh…It’s still kinda early so Recovery Girl isn’t quite in yet and...” he trailed off and was avoiding eye contact.

“What’s up Izuku? Feel free to be yourself around me.” Toga said, beaming a smile at the boy she was shoulder to shoulder with. They could both see each other blushing from this distance, but it was obvious Izuku was desperately trying to ignore it by looking at his notebook.

“Um… It’s about your Quirk. I’ve seen what happens when others overuse their Quirks like Uraraka throws up or Iida’s engines’ stall or my bones break, but I don’t know what happens when you overuse yours. All- A-all of my mentors said it’s important to know your limits so before working on improving so I think it’s important to know what happens when you overdue it. Oh also about Uraraka and Iida, they are-”

“I dunno! I usually only do stuff I know I can do. But...” she cut him off abruptly before he rambled further into things she already knew. Although listening to him talk was kinda fun, getting some of his blood would be even better. “Gimme your hand and let’s find out!”

Izuku offered his All-Might bandaged hand to her. She was surprised at how quickly and easily he gave in to her suggestion.

“Go. You only grazed the skin last time, so I trust you to just take a little again.”

His words made her squirm in the spot before taking his hand, peeling back the band-aid, and reopening the wound with her fangs. Normally she wouldn’t have been able to hold back, but with the blood from earlier and his foreign sounding confidence in her, she did. After getting just a drop she put the band-aid back on and flipped back behind the brush. Izuku watched the brush for a moment before preparing himself to write in his notebook, sure that something good would come of this. A minute later he watched himself appear. Izuku stood up, ready to perform preliminary tests on Toga’s Quirk.

“Are your movements limited in that form? I know you said you can’t copy clothes very well and Quirks at all, so-”

While speaking, Nizuku snatched the pencil from Izuku’s hand, ran behind him, and pushed him from behind. Izuku stumbled and nearly fell over from the sudden movement that he didn’t get a chance to react to at all.

“I-I guess they aren’t.”

“Not at all.” Nizuku responded, offering him the pencil.

“C-can I ask something else?” Izuku asked, retrieving his pencil and writing.

“You just did.”

“Wha….Oh...Then another thing? Uh, two more?”

Nizuku nodded with a larger smile than before.

“How does your Quirk feel? Does it feel like goo wrapping around you or something else?”

Izuku then got an example of the face he made when thinking. He still found it a bit creepy to look at another him. Especially when that other him was trying to mimic the kinds of facial expressions he made.

“Clothes.” Nizuku suddenly said. “It’s like wearing warm clothes… comfy...”

Izuku was taken aback by the look in his...Toga’s?...eyes. He couldn’t comprehend the emotion she was showing as her eyes rolled back slightly and a drop of drool came from the corner of her mouth. All he could tell was that she was thinking of something that he had never thought before. “L-like… a cowl or something?”

Toga gave a single nod before beginning to liquefy. Izuku watched intently as the disguise she wore bubbled but ultimately did not fall off.

“So you can force it to last longer...Do you think of something specific I wonder? I try to imagine not breaking an egg but…” he mumbled, focused on transcribing his thoughts onto his notebook. When his eyes finally came back to Toga he dropped his notebook and rushed to the half-him figure that was on their knees and looking down. “TOGA! DON’T WORRY ABOUT YOUR QUIRK! ARE YOU OKAY?!?”

“Ouchie Izuku… You don’t hafta shout. I’m fine.” she lifted her head to look up at the green haired boy who had pressed his hands against her shoulders.

Upon seeing her face, he quickly responded. “No. You aren’t your eye and ear are bleeding!”

Toga wiped under her eye and looked at her hand. “Yeah. That’s blood.”

She was still smiling about it? The half-him-half-her smile was… weird. Definitely weird for someone to smile while looking at their own blood. Either way, Izuku knew they should definitely go see the nurse to clear up the Quirk-induced bleeding.

“Let’s go see Recovery Girl to make sure that you don’t lose too much blood. I hope she’s in by now.” Izuku let go of her shoulders and instead grabbed on to her band-less wrist, attempting to lead her off to the nurse.

“Hey Izuku… It’s kinda embarrassing to be dragged off by a boy while naked...”

Realizing that the situation was him trying to take a nude girl somewhere made his entire face turn red. Izuku’s body jolted instinctively and he let go of her wrist. “A-ah! I didn’t mean to! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!”

His stream of apologies to the school calmed him down. A little bit after the apologies stopped flowing from his mouth he got a tap on the shoulder, causing him to look back and find a reclothed Toga that was offering him his notebook.

“You keep a diary, Izuku? How cute~”

“I-It’s not a diary. It’s notes I take on heroes and the Quirks of other classmates. All of their Quirks are just so great I can’t help but write about them...” he trailed off in embarasment.

“That’s a diary! Writing about stuff you see in others huh? Imma write mine like this too!” she stated in a proud tone.

“Thanks.” he responded, unsure if that was a compliment of some kind. “Are you still bleeding though? We need to go see Recovery Girl anyways.”

“I wish! Blood is way cute.”

Blood? Cute? “Sorry for suggesting forcing your Quirk. It was selfish of me.”

“You can make up for it, you know.”

“I will! Anything.” he nodded, feeling better at the prospect of making it up to her somehow.

“Give me some more of your blood.” she said while going to pick up their backpacks from the bench.

“Except that.”

“Then cover yourself in blood!” she responded jumping up and down.

“N-not that either.”

“Awww come on! You would look super cool and cute that way!”

Izuku tried refuting the ‘compliments’ from Toga as she delivered him his backpack.

“Lead the way, Izuku.”

As the two made their way to to their Nurse’s office, Toga asked Izuku lots of idle chatter questions. Things like their favorite color, favorite foods, and so on. Izuku answered all of them while instead focusing on other things.

“She seems so friendly now, but the first time we met she tried to attack me. Why…? The look in her eyes is calmer now when compared to that first day of school. But why…?” Izuku pondered amidst their conversation.

His thoughts were shelved once they reached the door to the nurse’s office. Toga stood behind Izuku and followed him in when he opened the door.

“Recovery Girl?” Izuku asked to the room.

Sure enough, Recovery Girl, was seated at her desk near the entrance to the Nurse’s Office.

“It’s good to see you for once without a grave injury. Please, come in.”

“Thank you.” Izuku bowed to her then did so. Toga followed suit and shut the door behind them.

“Now then. What brings you two here?” Recovery Girl asked, giving the two students her full attention by facing them.

Izuku began speaking after looking back to see Toga staring at Recovery Girl. “Toga really wants to develop her Quirk that lets her transform into other people but in order to do that she needs blood. Preferably lots of different kinds of blood, so I was thinking that maybe if she worked with you and helped out around then”

Izuku focused on saying all the words he practiced yesterday afternoon to repeat to Recovery Girl. Had to make sure he got across everything.

“Stop, stop, stop. Midoriya. You’re scaring the girl.” Recovery Girl interrupted.

“Huh? I’m…” he stopped on a dime and turned around to look at Toga.

“Y-you’re doing great Izuku. Keep going...” she muttered out, obviously nervous. And also...

“Toga… You aren’t smiling anymore. You were smiling all this morning but now… I said something wrong then. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so pushy...”

“N-no! You’re great Izuku it’s just… just...” Toga’s fidgety glance fell onto Recovery Girl for a moment before returning to Izuku.

“What? She clearly just looked at Recovery Girl right now. Is she… afraid of Recovery Girl or something?”

“Recovery Girl would never hurt a fly!” Izuku said running over to her, and wrapping his arm around her in a chummy kind of way.

“What are you-” Recovery Girl started but Izuku continued.

“One time there was a villain with a Quirk that could use the spirits of swords called Thousand Cuts. He incapacitated 10 heroes easily by cutting them up and stabbing everywhere! But because Recovery Girl was there to heal their wounds, they were able to get back up and win the day.”

“THERE WAS ALOT OF BLOOD, RIGHT?” Toga shouted with a smile returning to her face.

“Ohohoho. Yes, yes there was. It was quite a long time ago. All the way back at my debut. I still have pictures of it around.” Recovery Girl smiled at the memory Izuku brought up.

“C-can I see them? I really wanna see them.” Toga’s arms were bouncing up and down with excitement at the description Izuku gave.

“We can discuss the exact terms that Midoriya stated at a latter date. Toga. Please stop by during lunch so we can go over some things.”

Izuku started beaming a big smile and ran over to Toga.

“Toga! That’s great! Recovery Girl is going to let you intern as a nurse!”

Toga’s energy was contagious. “Yeah yeah! I’m gonna get to see lots of blood!” Toga responded.

“You two run off to class now.” the nurse interrupted, turning her focus to her computer.

The two students obliged and left her office.

“You head there right away and I’ll bring lunch, okay?”

Toga nodded jubilantly with his proposition as the two walked through the now populated school hallways. Before they reached their classes, Izuku felt compelled to ask the now running off Toga a question.

“Before you go, Toga. Are you... afraid of heroes?”

Toga’s back was already to him as she was running off to class, but his words made her stop abruptly. Izuku decided to continue and rationalize his abrupt question to her.

“The way you looked at Recovery Girl earlier. And even before that, it would make sense why you never went to see Vlad King. I can’t really think of why but it would make-”

“Hey Izuku.” she spoke clearly and completely cut him off as she turned around to look at him, golden eyes staring directly at him.

“…?”

She went over and hugged him. With the way she wrapped her arms around his, he couldn’t reciprocate the hug. In Izuku’s blushing and rigid state from the surprise contact, he had no plans to. His cheeks reddened even further as Toga used the chance to whisper in his ear.

“Thanks for sticking up for me earlier, baby.”

And after that she flashed him a large smile, giggled, and skipped off to class leaving the stunned Izuku to think about what she said.

Arriving in her class early for the second time, she strode right over to her seat and began aggressively tapping her index finger on the shoulder of the boy in the seat infront of her. A full minute passed before he responded.

“You really aren’t going to stop it seems.” Shinso said with a slight sigh before turning around to look at her.

“Hey, hey Shinso. What is a vice president supposed to do?”

“You didn’t seem interested in the position yesterday.”

“Im super hype because Izuku was absolutely lovely today~. You should have seen him! The way he-”

“Stop.” Shinso cut her off both verbally and with his hand. “I don’t need to hear your swooning. Your job is to help me.”

“Kay! What’s your job then?”

“To ease the worries of the class and make them feel at home for the time being.”

Toga propped her head to the side with one arm and glared at him. “Eeeeh? That’s weird.” she said in a sly tone. “How come you made everyone nervous yesterday by saying you were gonna use them as stepping stones? That’s totally the opposite.”

“Then help me, Ms. Vice President.” Shinso glared at Toga. That slight annoyance in his look made her smirk. “Go talk to someone in class. Make sure they are fine.”

Toga stuck her tongue out playfully then stood up. “Imma go talk to the cutest person in class first!”

“I worry about what you find cute.”

“Nah! I’ve got great taste! Watch this Shinso!”

Toga purveyed the class, looking for the cutest person. She was determined to show off to Shinso and to go make a new friend. Once she spotted her target, she made a beeline to their desk and slammed her hands down once she got there.

“HI! IM HIMIKO TOGA, YOUR VICE PRESIDENT! YOU’RE THE CUTEST PERSON IN THE CLASS SO LET’S BE FRIENDS!”

The person Toga went up to see was indeed who she deemed the cutest. Short-ish hair, pale skin, nervous demeanor, white spirals to the center of their blue eyes, and to top it all off a blue gear as a hairclip. Absolutely adorable~ Only think that could make it better was a splash of blood.

“E-eh? U-um...” they stuttered and jumped at Toga’s appearance.

Her assault did not stop though. “Hey, hey. What’s your name? Is it Mawaru? You totally give off a Mawaru kinda vibe.”

"W-well that's close, but..."

"Hey Mawa! What're your hobbies. I like stabbing stuff. Do you like stabbing too?"

"I-I suppose in sewing theres alot of-"

"WOAH! YOU CAN SEW? Hey, hey can you make me a doll? I really really want one."

"I-I do take commissions but really there are much better people to-"

"I'll pay! Right now even!"

"Stop this." Shinso said, breaking up their conversation as he walked over. "I said ease worries, not harass. He looks like he is about to fall apart.”

Toga listened to what Shinso said carefully and looked over Mawa. Her new friend did seem on the verge of breaking apart based on how much he was shaking.

"Wait a minute Shinso... Did you just say he?" she turned around to look at the purple haired boy.

"You should have paid more attention on the first day of school."

Toga quickly dropped to her knees to look under the desk at Mawa's legs.

"Mawa's totally got a skirt and thigh highs!"

"A-about that..." Mawa spoke up in a timid manner while pulling his skirt further down and blushing.

"You wear 'em because its cute right?" Toga blurted out while standing up, once again interrupting Mawa.

"Toga. Not everyone is as simple minded as you." Shinso said in response.

"She's right. I do think it looks... cute..." Mawa covered his face with his hands after responding.

Toga was grinning smugly from ear to ear at Shinso while he was searching for a response.

"Cuteness wins again Shinso~. Cuteness always wins in the end." she gloated.

"W...what did Midnight say about your uniform? Knowing that perveted teacher she probably commented." Shinso mumbled out trying to change the topic. Toga caught onto Shinso's intentions however and was definitely not going to let him do it. Before words could exit Toga's agape mouth the topic of conversation herself spoke.

"Of course I gave him the ok on wearing the female uniform. I even recommended it. Boys have full rights to look absolutely adorable. More than rights even! I DEMAND IT! ALL MY STUDENTS WILL BE ADORABLE OR HANDSOME OR BOTH!"

The entire classroom's focus was drawn to the megalomaniacal statement coming from their homeroom teacher.

"Ahem. That will come later. All you little chicks have plenty of time to grow. But for now, homeroom!"

And with the crack of a whip, class began for 1-C. From then until class let out for lunch Shinso and Mawa diligently took notes while Toga daydreamed about other things like Izuku. The only time she focused on something in the room was when the teacher left. Right after, she made a beeline to Mawa's desk. As soon as she got close, he quickly shut his notebook and looked up at her.

"H-hello again, Toga. D-did you need something?" he mumbled out.

She took note of, but ignored, how nervous he looked. "You said you can make dolls right? What can I get for this?" She slammed down 5000 yen ontop his notebook.

"A-as I said earlier... There are people much better than me in the support department s-so perhaps you should look around there."

"Nope!" she instantly responded. "You dress yourself cute and you look like a doll so I know you can make cute dolls."

She took the chance to continue after telling her off-guard and at a loss for words he was.

"Can you make one based on a person?"

"I-I suppose... I have never had a commission like that before. Usually its animals or fictional characters."

"Kay! I'll send you the pictures later. That good Mawa?"

"Y-yes..."

Shinso once again came over to disrupt the conversation going on between the two. "Toga. Stop bullying him."

"I'm not! We were talking about dolls." Toga said, pouting at Shinso.

"Sorry again about yesterday, Mr. Shinso." Mawa suddenly said, getting up and bowing towards Shinso.

"No need to be so formal."

"S-sorry." Mawa apologized again and doubled down with bowing.

"WAIT! Is Mawa the one that knocked you out yesterday Shinso? That means he is way stronger than you, right?" Toga exclaimed after having a sudden lightbulb moment.

“I-I should explain properly… Really, Shinso is much stronger and healthier than me it was just a fluke.” Mawa gave his stuttery reply while undoing his gear hairclip and holding it in his palm. After a moment, it began slowly spinning in a circle.

Quirk: Spin. He can cause anything that touches his skin to stop or start spinning! The bigger and longer the spin, the more dizzy he gets!

“Woah! Do you love your Quirk?”

Mawa was once again visibly taken aback by Toga’s question. “L-love…? I-I mean… really I’m no good with it… m-my cousin is so much better he even made it into the Hero course and all...” he trailed off.

While he was talking Toga scribbled her phone number on the cover of his notebook. “That didn’t answer my question. But I’ll ask again later. Call me, kay?” Toga grabbed her backpack and darted out of the room once she finished her piece. Shinso bowed in apology to Mawa.

“Sorry about her. Let me know if she bothers you again. As Vice President, she shouldn’t be causing you issue like that.”

“N-no, really Shinso. Don’t bow. Toga’s fine! And k-kinda inspirational with how she acts. The way she stood up to you and all...” he twiddled his fingers.

“Suit yourself.” Shinso stated before walking off and returning to his own business.

Everything going right in her day, Toga ran all the way to the nurse’s office without delay. And there she stood, looking at things on her phone until Izuku came carrying two plates of curry.

“I didn’t know what you like so I just got it plain.”

“If it’s from you, baby, then I’ll treasure every bite.” she said with hearts in her eyes as she graciously took the plate from him before following him in. The two students were greeted by a projector aimed at the far wall and two chairs in the center of the room. Recovery Girl herself was standing beside the projector.

The nurse greeted them with a smile. “Come in, come in! Sit down and feel at home.”

“O-okay.” Izuku responded before stepping in.

Toga looked between the smiling Recovery Girl and slightly apprehensive Izuku to try and get a feel of the room. After a deep breath Izuku sat in the rightmost chair. Toga followed and sat in the leftmost chair, scooting it closer to his.

“Before you two start eating, let me ask a question. What is the first thing you do when someone is covered in blood?”

“Move them somewhere safer and call for help.” Izuku said.

“Check if they’re dead.” Toga said.

Both of the students received brisk hits to the shins from the nurse’s large syringe.

“Wrong! The first thing you do is check the injury and react as soon as you can. There is nothing worse than providing the incorrect treatment. Now then, for certain injuries...” Recovery Girl continued with the aid of the projector to show close ups on many different scrapings and wounds. Toga was into it like no other school lesson she had ever experienced before. She was scarfing down her food all the while. Izuku on the other hand could barely get past a few bites as he looked at the slides with his eyes widened.

“Sorry Recovery Girl but… I can’t...”

Toga looked over at the now pale Izuku.

“I’ll finish your food for you.” she said having finished her own and reaching for his plate.

“There’s hero training right after this so I should be sure to eat up. I-I have to bow out. Sorry, Toga.” After finishing explaining his reasoning he ran out of the room. Toga wanted him to stay, but based on the look on his face she wouldn’t have been able to get him to do so easily.

“I expected him to run off sooner. But now then, Toga. I’ll show you some basics now and then you can change into your uniform after school.”

“Uniform?” her buns and ears perked up at that word.

“A cute one, if I do say so myself.”

“Continue, Recov Girl.” Toga said with newfound determination at merely the utterance of the idea of a cute uniform.

With hopes to get a cute new outfit to be added to her arsenal and a lesson full of other cute things, Toga listened intently on Recovery Girl’s teachings. When the lesson was over she ran back to spy on Izuku in his classroom for a short while before going to her own classroom for the afternoon lessons. On the good side it was her favorite class, P.E. On the bad side, it was taught by Vlad King. She kept her distance from him so he wouldn’t try to strike up the same conversation from yesterday. During the class however, Toga couldn’t help jumping around and ending up doing the best in the class by a fair margin. Even though she didn’t like drawing the attention of large groups, she couldn’t help it. That’s why she was thankful when a tall and muscular boy adorned in full body white armor except for the head appeared. Toga recognized his face as that of Tenya Iida.

“SORRY FOR THE INTERRUPTION BUT MR. VLAD KING! IT’S DIRE!”

Even though he opened with an apology and was some feet away from the P.E. grounds, his voice boomed and commanded the attention of the entire class.

“Calm down and speak clearly. What’s going on?” Vlad King responded immediately and met Iida outside of earshot of the rest of the class. Ever curious, Toga kept her distance and tried to read the lips of Iida. She never learned how to do it well so she could only make out a few words at her distance. Villains. Help. All Might. Emergency. Once they finished talking, Vlad King issued a command to the class.

“Get dressed and return to the classroom! Wait there until further instructions!”

After that the two adorned in hero attire bursted into a sprint through the class. Murmurs and questions about what was going on started spreading around as the class clumped together and began to worry.

“Don’t worry about it. Our teacher just said to return to class, so that’s all we have to do to be safe.”

Shinso’s frank and brief statement helped quell the rising tensions of his class. Toga went and patted him on the back. Literally.

“Hey hey. Nice Shinso. You’ve got it handled right? So Imma go ahead then~”

Toga got a few steps away from him before his hand rose to her shoulder to stop her.

“Where are you going? Don’t be a nuisance for the teachers right now.”

“To the nurse’s office~”

“Why? Are you hurt?”

“Nope! But someone else might be.”

She shook off Shinso’s hand before moving out with excitement and pep in her step at what she might get to see. Even though she had no way of knowing, she was correct to think that she would get to see injuries. The beginning sparks of a war were alighted at the place where Class 1-A was supposed to be merely practicing. The efforts of 3 injured teachers and the mostly uninjured class pushed back the assault in the end. Eraserhead and Thirteen were taken to a professional hospital under urgent care while All Might and Izuku received kisses from Recovery Girl. Given a small errand to run in the meanwhile, Toga missed the kisses. From Recovery Girl’s testimony Toga came to learn that All Might only needed a kiss and left early while Mr. Skeleton received greater injuries and would be staying to be patched up. Izuku on the other had succumbed to exhaustion and passed out from the healing performed. When he finally woke, his head rolled around his pillow. To his right was the skeletal figure of who he knew was All Might, obscured by a white curtain. To his left was something that startled him. It was Toga, kneeled down by his bedside with her agape mouth and heavily blushing face right at his bedside. He was very afraid of the look she was giving him, noting that it was very similar to the look she originally gave him when they first met.

“Hey Izuku… Your sleeping face is really cute.” she whispered to him in a way that made his face red and sent chills down his spine. Before Izuku could give a response to the situation, she shot up like a bullet. “Hey Recov Girl! Izuku’s awake now!”

“Good, good. Make sure he doesn’t have any lingering pain anywhere.” responded the voice of Recovery Girl from somewhere past All Might. Toga’s gaze fell down on Izuku and she giggled. Izuku just then realized her outfit. He recognized it as a much older design of Recovery Girl’s outfit that was much closer to a typical nurse’s outfit. The major differences were the plus sign aesthetic, main white color, and thigh length skirt. What a rare piece of hero history he found himself looking at.

“Hey Izuku~. Where ya starin at?” Toga said, refocusing his attention on her face before she spun around a few times. “Like it? Really cute huh?” she aggressively asked leaving no room for an answer and getting closer with every question. “Wanna see more?”

“M...more?” his voice croaked under the pressure Toga created.

“Yeah. Right after I check out your body.”

“M-my body?”

“Yeah! For pain, like Recovery Girl said?”

“O-oh right, right.” Izuku said, letting out the tension aroused in his body with a forced sigh to relax.

“Hehehe. What did you think I meant~” she pondered with a sly smile while checking over Izuku’s body to ensure he was okay. Izuku spent the time stuttering out responses that caused the man a bed over to chuckle. The chuckle stopped at the sound of the clinic’s door opening a few minutes later. Toga moved the obscuring curtain so the two students could see who it was.

“Pardon the intrusion.” said the detective, Naomasa Tsukauchi, as he stepped in.

“Ah! I get to meet my favorite detective on the force so soon and in the same room!” said All Might, while sitting up so quickly that blood dripped from his mouth. Knowing that Toga liked blood, Izuku checked her reaction. He didn’t expect her to be so obvious about it though! Her whole body was turned towards All Might’s face! Wait… d-did Toga know that was All Might?

“Not to rush, Mr. Yagi, but I came to talk about those villains with you. The rest of the teachers are busy at the moment so I decided to come talk to you first.”

“Wait. Hold on. First, are all the students all right?! And Aizawa… Eraserheard and Thirteen?!”

Naomasa released a breath of relief while taking off his hat and answering the injured man’s request. “Besides your friend over there, the students have got nothing more than a few bumps and bruises and the other teachers, All Might included, are out of danger for now. If you 4 teachers hadn’t put your lives on on the line, the students wouldn’t have made it out unscathed.”

“I see… but you’ve got one thing wrong, old friend. In this fight the students put their lives on the lines too! To be thrown into a real battle so young and survive… These first years figured out how scary the big bad world can be. Have you ever heard of such a class? Those foolish villains definitely picked the wrong fight because the members of Class 1-A are going to be mighty heroes one day!”

Toga butted in after the inspirational words All Might said. “Woah… You said something super cool, Mr. Skeleton.”

“Toga.” Izuku commented. “You really shouldn’t call him a skeleton. He fought out there too to protect me and my classmates so he really doesn’t deserve to just be called a pile of bones.”

That came out in a more aggressive tone than he intended. Insulting All Might, even unknowingly, was just a natural trigger...

“That’s not it at all, Izuku! You just don’t get how cool skeletons are! They ran out of blood, but they still keep getting up to fight. I could never do anything close to that!” Toga exclaimed to the green haired boy.

“I… didn’t think of it like that...” Izuku weakly mumbled, lost in thought at her words.

All Might’s laughter brought him out of it. “Hahaha! Thanks for the vote of confidence! Even if you spoke nonsense, just like Young Midoriya!”

He ended his statement with a thumbs up, which Toga reciprocated while smiling right back.

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#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #himiko toga #toga himiko #hero!toga #chapter 6 #izuku midoriya #hitoshi shinso #makoto tsukauchi #naomasa tsukauchi #toshinori yagi

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Himiko is a Hero: Chapter 5

Our Quirks are Pretty Similar

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Class 1-C returned to their classroom to continue their first period-less day. Some wondered if the teachers really had enough freedom to totally eclipse other teacher’s periods like that. Others wondered if Shinso and Toga were the correct picks. Shinso thought over what he would have to do as class president. Toga just thought about Izuku and her first text. She desperately wanted to respond. What if Izuku thought she was ignoring him? Would have to be sure to get her phone back during lunch and send the text she had thought up. The obsessive and loving thoughts of the highschool girl carried her all the way through class and to lunch time.

“Toga.”

Shinso approached her desk as soon as class gave way to lunch. Intent on properly obeying Izuku, Toga got up and started walking directly away from.

“Toga!”

He followed her to the end of the classroom, but as soon as she exited the room Toga started running. Being more trouble than it was worth, Shinso didn’t pursue. Many a “Stop running in the halls” was shouted at the sprinting Toga. She was having so much fun slipping past people that the comments all slid right off her. After a minute, she came to a stop on her own.

“Hm. Where’s the Teacher’s Office anyways.” she thought as she turned to wander about the school. After 5 minutes of wandering around she successfully made her way there. She put her hand to the door but it slid open before her own input. There stood Midnight.

“Oh Toga. I was just going to return this to you.” she said while producing Toga’s phone and putting it in it’s owners’ hands. “Fine showing in the fights this morning. Keep it up and I might just have to keep my eye on you.”

After providing words of encouragement that Toga accepted with a blank face, Midnight walked past her to go do other things. Toga stepped into the room and looked around for Vlad King.

“Over here!”

The large man’s voice and waving hand caught her attention and she went over to him.

“Hello. Himiko Toga, correct?” he asked her while turning away from his computer to fully face her and smile.

She nodded yes while looking him up and down. Up close, he definitely gave off the aura of a pro. It made Toga shrink back a little and keep her distance.

“I heard your quirk is blood related! That means our quirks are pretty similar, huh? Since you are in 1-C you probably remember me showing it off yesterday?” Vlad King spoke in a friendly manner to try to have Toga open up. He noticed her initial backing away and her current silence accompanied by staring.

“YO! So THAT’S why Vlad-o has been so up beat! Found a comrade in blood!” a distant radio announcer-like voice chimed in to the conversation in an unwanted manner. Vlad ignored it.

“Here!” Vlad took a small medicinal cup that was lying around and ejected 1 ounce of his blood into it. Toga’s eyes were instantly drawn to the sight of blood. “Show off your Quirk as much as you can with this. Unless, you need to use your own blood that is.”

Being offered blood overrid any sense of uncomfort she felt around heroes. She reached out to grab the cup, a bloodlust induced smile beginning to come to her face. Before she could act, however, the entire school was filled with a shrill sound.

“VREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

Toga’s hands instinctively flung up to cover her ears. All the teachers in the office instantly stood up and flung themselves into action.

“Security Level 3 Has Been Broken. All Students. Please Evacuate In An Orderly Fashion.” blared the alarm system.

Vlad absorbed the ounce of blood back in through his gauntlet, much to Toga’s dismay.

“Follow the evacuation orders immediately Toga!” Vlad shouted before running off.

Toga was completely lost in what just happened. All she knew was that an ounce of blood was just snatched away from her. Awful. She exited the teachers’ office, having nothing to do there, and went back to her now completely empty classroom. Going to the lunchroom to find Izuku would be way to hard now. Evacuating was also too hard since she didn’t know where to go. So she just sat at her desk in the empty classroom.

“Oh! I gotta text back Izuku!”

Smile fully returned at her remembrance, she got right to texting him. Her first text to her dear Izuku~. She was confident that it was the perfect one. After pouring her heart out onto her phone she resigned herself to rest. All that dealing with Shinso and thinking about Izuku made the blood-obsessed school girl tired. She cushioned her head with her arms and laid down. Thoughts of blood and stabbing helped lull her to sleep. Blood, stabbing, and other cute things…

When she opened her eyes she was standing out in a field. The baby blue sky loomed above and the small field she inhabited was surrounded by trees in all 4 directions. The trees were too densly packed to see past. She looked down, noting she was in her special cute school uniform. The length of the sleeves on her yellow cardigan was a perfect combination of cuteness and knife hideability. Beneath her feet were… weeds? She got on her knees to look closer at the totally uncute things. Upon seeing something like that her hands naturally reached into her pockets and pulled out her knife. Her special, supremely cute custom made knife. The tip of the blade was a sharp and slightly curved point for good poking. It’s spine was her favorite part though. To the uncultured, it would look like just V’s and W’s, but Toga knew that the ultra awesome design was made to look like hearts cut in half. Giran told her how “gruesome” the design was because “weird shapes are hard to patch up”, but Toga focused more on the aesthetics. That was why she wrapped the handle in pink tape and wrote… something on it. She couldn’t make out the words at the moment. They were blurry. The keychain attached to the butt of her weapon was also blurry, denying her the shape. After admiring her weapon fully, she put it to use by stabbing it into the ground at the weeds. The ground complied to her knife, but Toga was surprised when she pulled up a bulb instead of the normal weed roots that she expected. She threw the bulb at the ground and looked around again. Her frustration at the weeds turned into glee as she saw something she could make cute. A human looking figure in the distance. Not able to hold herself back, she bursted into a sprint while gripping her knife tighter. They didn’t see her coming at all. With one leap she wrapped her legs around their waist and stabbed her knife into the corner where the neck met with the shoulder.

“Hehehe… Watch your back~” she uttered amidst giggles that constantly flowed from her mouth.

Another kill~. In a fluid motion, she removed her knife from the wound and replaced it with her mouth to receive all the blood from the grievous wound she caused. Intense joy and relief flowed through Toga after releasing her pent up bloodlust. The knees of the person she bit into crumpled to the ground as she sucked blood from the wound. After drinking as much as she could in one go, she let go of the now deceased person that put up little fight and tossed their body to the ground. Their body that…vanished.

“H...huh?”

Toga was confused at the disappearance. Gone in literally a blink. Before Toga could really consider what happened, she felt drops on her head. Then she saw the red droplets before her face. Instinctively, she stuck out her tongue in this weird situation and all sense of confusion gave way to joy.

“BLOOD! IT’S RAINING BLOOD~!” Toga shouted as she jumped up and started running around like a kid in a candy shop.

It was like a holiday as the blood drenched girl pranced around in the weed-infested field. Her happiness was not meant to last however.

“Toga!”

The first voice she heard here that wasn’t hers. The rain itself halted at that familiar booming voice.

“Toga! Show off your quirk!” shouted the voice.

As if they were fans at a concert, the halted rain now flocked towards the voice. Toga’s eyes widened as she saw him in the distance. She kicked off to run the other way the moment she recognized it. Her feet didn’t carry her far before the blood on her very body started to be sucked towards the origin of the voice. Try as she might to fight it, the force eventually dragged her off her feet and sent her tumbling through the air. She shut her eyes, not wanting to see what would happen next.

“TOGA! OUR QUIRKS ARE PRETTY SIMILAR, HUH?”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” her voice erupted and cracked at the same time.

“TOGA…. !Toga…! Wake up...”

Her eyes snapped open. She was in her classroom again. U.A. 1-C. Shinso had his hand on her shoulder.

“Wake up. Class starts in 5 minutes.” he said while looking her over, hand still on her shoulder. “You probably just had a nightmare. Focus on class and it will go away.”

Shinso offered his piece and then went to his desk. Toga sat upright, breathing rapidly from the experience. Another nightmare. They always made it hard to breath. Having one in school made it harder to deal with. All she could do for the moment was cling to the few words given to ground her. Focus on class. Not something she did under usual circumstances. Her grades reflected that. Math and then English. Ectoplasm and then Present Mic. If anything, Toga at least learned the names of her teachers in the classtime that passed to the end of the day.

“ALRIGHT EVERYBODY! DO YOUR HOMEWORK AS SOON AS YOU CAN, O-K-A-Y?”

Present Mic’s final line of the day overwhelmed the class as he got back exhausted “Yeaaaahs” from the class-turned-audience. Class let out and Hitoshi Shinso once again went to Toga’s desk. It wasn’t a far walk since he was just one seat infront.

“Not going to run off this time? Not feeling like yourself?” he said in his usual monotone, making it hard to decipher if he was teasing or asking in a caring manner.

Like herself. Another set of words that the addled Toga clung to. She slapped her cheeks and then her palms on the desk.

“Be myself! I’m gonna keep being myself and feeling good, Shinso!” she loudly declared for all the class to hear while facing straight forward.

Most of the students still in the room looked over at the source of commotion.

“Don’t cause a ruckus, Ms. Vice President.” Shinso said while sticking his hands in his pocket while still remaining his straight standing posture. “I want to ask you something.”

“I’m feelin good right now because I have a date later! So hit me!” Toga half-shouted while looking straight up at Shinso.

Shinso did his best to ignore that overly personal comment.

“Your Quirk. What is it? I want to know so I can use you better.”

“Use me?” Her smile turned to a childish pout. “I thought you didn’t wanna use your classmates anymore. Plus I’m gonna quit being Vice President. It’s not me.”

“I said I wasn’t going get in the way of people’s goals that are at my level. You aren’t. And if you be useful, you might get into the Hero Course like that boy whose name you keep mumbling in class.”

Toga, reading through the lines, started beaming a sly smile up at him.

“Flattery WILL get you everywhere, you know Shinso? I DO want to be as close to Izuku as possible.”

“Then your Quirk. Or something you can do other than throw rocks.”

“My Quirk...”

The same question Vlad King had asked her. She stood up and looked directly at the Brainwash quirk user, eye to eye.

“Our Quirks are pretty similar ya know.” she leaned in closer to Shinso and spoke in a quieter voice with every word. “I can smell it on you. And I can see it in the way the class looks at you. Ours are Quirks suited for...”

And as the moment of truth neared, Toga suddenly straightened her back and grabbed her backpack, completely ignoring Shinso visually while still talking to him. “Welp! Gotta go prepare for my date. I have to look cute, y’know! Thanks for the help earlier!”

And with that she was off. Shinso watched her leave and let out the breath she had forced him to hold with that sudden increase and decrease in tension.

“So people would look at you the same way then huh...”

After a tiring 7th period, Izuku went directly to the location he got on his phone. He decided to reread aloud the text he got from Toga, just to ensure he went to the right place.

“‘Hey Izuku… Let’s meet around the right side of the main building. The second set of benches.’”

He looked around his current location. Around the right side of the school? Check. Second set of benches? Check. Cherry blossoms were planted over here for a reason that escaped the green haired boy. What didn’t escape him was the yellow backpack sitting on the benches he was supposed to meet the girl at. He went over and placed his backpack beside the one already there, out of some weird compulsion. As Izuku took note of the similarities between the two backpacks, the brush to his right shook suddenly causing him to jump.

“A-ah! T-toga? No… That’s stupid. Why would she be in the shrubs...”

“Why would I? I wonder...”

Toga’s faint whisper into his ear from behind made Izuku jump spectacularly and fumble on the bench. There was no way he could land gracefully from that and his attempts at doing so made Toga giggle. Eventually he settled for an overly formal style of sitting with his hands in his lap and his face blushedly looking up at her while fumbling out a question.

“U-um… Where did you come from? I didn’t see or hear you and no one else is around...so...”

Toga smiled at his question and moved swiftly. Her knees slammed into the bench on either side of his legs. She straddled him and put her hands on his shoulders. The blushing blonde watched as his body went stiff and his face looked away. Toga noted his cute expression and Izuku noted the precarious situation his hands found themselves in.

“I just diverted your eyes and ears… then I held my breath and walked up behind you.” Toga stated, in a calm yet upbeat manner.

“Th-thats… what you did yesterday too...” Izuku managed to say with his eyes darting from side to Toga to side.

“Mhm. But the face you are making today is probably cuter.”

Toga put her hand under his chin to try and get a better look by forcing him to face her. Izuku shuttered at the skin to skin female contact. The only girl to ever touch his face before was his mom after all.

“Your freckles. Are they from your dad or your mom?”

“D-dad.”

“Then that means your mom has good taste. They’re cute.”

The green haired boy had no verbal response to the compliment but Toga could completely read what his face was saying from their arms-length distance. “Ohmygodagirlcomplimentedmylooks.”

“I-if we are asking questions… then can I ask you something?” Izuku stuttered out as their eyes glancingly met.

Acting under pressure? What a cool guy. Toga acknowledged his question with a nod before hopping off the bench and putting a foot or two of distance between them between them. She wanted to check his responses when not flustered too.

“Anything, my dear Izuku. It makes me so happy that you want to know more about me.” she responded, ever-present smile beaming at him.

Izuku wordlessly mouthed the “my dear” part before asking his question.

“D-Do you have a Quirk? I wanted to know if you did and used it for your stealth or if it is something unrelated that you didn’t need to use to get the jump on me or-”

“Ooooh. That’s the first time I’ve been asked that in a long time~ Not ‘what is it’ but ‘if I have one’.”

Bingo. Izuku visibly shuttered at that analysis of his phrasing.

“N-no… I just uh… used to have a quirkless friend! So that’s why it came to mind first!” Izuku blurted out in an obvious attempt to cover his tracks.

“Mmm. Friends are lovely, right? People you can hang out with, play with, share romantic stories with, look at blood with, go shopping with.” Toga twirled herself around, constantly moving while talking.

“What was that last thing?”

“Go shopping with?”

“No… Before that.”

“Oh! About my quirk right? I’ll show you since you asked in such a special way Izuku~ Do you have a boxcutter? Or something sharp?”

Izuku was visibly hesitant about responding as Toga sat beside him on the bench. She couldn’t reach into either backpack because Izuku was inbetween. A perfect setup for Izuku alone to give her what she wanted. She looked over at him and smiled.

“A boxcutter… I have one, but what exactly are you going to use it for?” he asked while procuring and then offering his All Might themed box cutter. “Metal related? Or maybe your Quirk lets you throw things far… Or sharpen blades… or...

Toga snatched it from his right hand while he mumbled out speculation. In one swift motion she extended the blade and slashed at Izuku’s fingers with an icepick grip. Izuku reacted in the expected manner, by jumping off the bench and retracting his hand to his chest in surprise.

“W-what are you-!”

Not giving him a chance to finish his sentence, she grabbed his hand and brought his cut index finger into her mouth. After successfully catching her prey, she shut her eyes and focused on it. Izuku’s blood~. It tasted way better than the nobody from earlier that day. The wound wasn’t deep enough to get a lot, but she was intent on sucking every drop possible she could get. Way good~. Izuku’s blood really was a treat! She felt her own cheeks flushing even more than usual with excitement and lust intertwined. Just barely able to keep her rising emotions under control she opened one eye to look at Izuku. His face was even redder than hers! It read with a mix of fear and bewilderment as he clearly did not expect this development and was too stunned to do anything else but stand there and let his adorable assailant do her thing. That expression was cute too~. It only made her more excited. Not able to take much more, she let go off his hand and flipped over the bench into the brushes.

“I uh… Wow… she moves fast. Cutting my finger and jumping back there before I could even react. My finger...D-does that count as a kiss? My first...” Izuku’s thoughts of impression at her speed and confusion about the finger licking fought each other as he reached for his Hero Analysis journal in his backpack. “I-I should write. Focus, Deku, focus. Write until she comes back from the foliage.”

After a full minute passed, Izuku’s standing and writing was interrupted. He put down his notebook on the bench and backed away as a second him came out from the bush and started walking towards him.

“Uh… T-Toga?” his mind started racing with the possibilities of what this meant and what Toga’s quirk was.

The second Izuku stopped moving once it was about a foot infront of the real Izuku. And from there, they both stared at each other. After the tension of the encounter settled in, Izuku raised his right hand. Nizuku raised his left hand to match.

“A mirror effect then? If it was copying my movements exactly then it would have raised it’s right hand. And since it’s not copying my mouth movements either, it must not be reading my mind but instead reacting?” Izuku mumbled as he raised his left knee, watching Nizuku mirror that as well.

Then Izuku returned to a neutral stance, followed by Nizuku a split second later.

“What happens if I just stay still?”

Izuku tested his theory by being perfectly still. Nizuku seemed to mimic it perfectly for a few seconds, until its’ right hand rose up. Not expecting that at all, Izuku was now the one mimicking the mimic out of curiosity. Then Nizuku put their palm to that of Izuku’s.

“Uh...”

Nizuku’s fingers interlocked with Izuku’s. Izuku’s hand naturally curled to match, leaving the two holding hands.

“How does it feel?” Nizuku said, a calm smile appearing on his face.

Izuku was shocked on multiple accounts.

“Y-you can talk! And your voice is just like mine! I-I mean it makes sense but...”

Izuku prepared to mutter out more of his observations, but he was interrupted by a wet, goopy feeling in the hand Nizuku gripped. Izuku looked over to see the mimic’s hand dissolving into a messy goo.

“That’s all then I guess...” mumbled Nizuku, dejectedly.

Snapping his head back up to Nizuku’s face Izuku saw…

“AAAAAAH! I’M MELTING!”

“Actually it’s me. Just Himiko.” Toga said, half of her transformation dissolving and falling off leaving just her bare body.

“AAAAAAH! TOGA’S MELTING!”

Quirk: Transform. Through ingesting the blood of others, she can shapeshift and take on their appearance!

“I can’t wear clothes underneath it, Izuku.”

Understanding exactly what that meant, he about-faced instantly and started bowing in the direction of the U.A main building.

“Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!”

He kept repeating that and bowing all while Toga redressed herself in her U.A uniform that she removed earlier in the brush.

“It’s really embarassing… but you can look whenever you want, my dear.”

“L-look at what…?” he responded while turning around slightly to glance and then fully once he recognized that she was fully dressed again. “Y-Your Quirk...” he fumbled out trying to return both the conversation and his mind to that topic. “It’s pretty cool! A perfect copy of me down to my voice and how my hand felt.”

“Mhm. It’s weak, but since it’s part of me I love it.” Toga said, forcing her smile to be bigger while she spoke.

“Weak? But you-”

“The more blood I drink, the longer and better it lasts. But with as much as I got from you, like a papercut, I could only use it for just a minute. And even that long felt like pushing it. Plus the clothes were flimsy. Good thing you didn’t try touching, huh?” she started spinning around on the spot while explaining to him.

“That means… our Quirks are pretty similar.”

Toga stopped on a dime and gave Izuku puzzled look.

“Similar? Silly Izuku, your Quirk is super strong! Nothing like mine. I didn’t drink enough blood to make you dizzy, did I?” she asked, crooking her head to the side.

“N-no, not like that. In terms of usage. Whenever I try to use my Quirk, I always end up breaking my bones. Then it’s useless. Both of us can’t use our Quirks as much as we want to, even though we love them.” Izuku ended up gripping his fist and looking down at it. Toga was silent and still as he spoke. “But that’s what we have to do here at U.A! Learn and get stronger so that we can use our Quirks to become great heroes! Let’s go all out with training, Toga!”

He stated his conclusion loudly and looked right into Toga’s eyes. The intensity and foreignness of what he was saying made her break eye contact. It was overwhelming.

“My Quirk isn’t really good for training here so...” she trailed off while looking to the side.

“You could take blood donations! I’m sure if you talk to Recovery Girl you can work something out!”

And he was being so aggressive too. It was that same kind of coolness as when she first saw him. She turned her back to him so he wouldn’t be able to see her face while she was thinking about what to say.

“A-ah. Sorry… I shouldn’t have said something so aggressive like that. I don’t know that much about you. I didn’t even get the specifications of your Quirk or...” he began muttering again.

She cut him off sharply without turning around. “I don’t really understand, Izuku. But it’s kinda nice here even though it’s hard in some ways.” she touched her police-given wristband while talking. “I wanna have fun with cute things, makes lotsa friends, and use my Quirk tons. Think I can do that?”

“Without a doubt.” he answered instantly. “I want to do things that everyone around me thought were impossible, but because someone important to me believed in me, I could come here.”

Toga started giggling.

“E-eh? D-did I say something weird?”

She turned around and got really close to him so that their faces were an inch apart.

“You think you are someone important to me?”

Toga took glee in seeing Izuku become flustered and not able to give an answer to the question as she skipped over to her backpack.

“Let’s go see Recov Girl tomorrow morning. Together, okay? Bye-bye~”

Deeming their meeting complete, Toga waved bye to the flustered but hopeful boy and ran off. The boy she liked. The boy that complimented her Quirk. The boy that believed in her, just the way she was. All those firsts made her jump in joy multiple times on her way home.

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Himiko is a Hero: Chapter 4

Vs Hitoshi Shinso

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"Ta-da! It's the kind of Toga that is super duper ready for school! School Toga!"

The twin bunned girl excitedly shouted her debut to the joint kitchen-living room of the Tsukauchi residence while proudly donning her school uniform. She spun her way into the kitchen like a wound-up top.

"Was that makeup enough Toga? If you need more, we could go shopping some time." inquired Makoto who was sitting on the couch and typing on her laptop.

"Yup! This is all I need to look super cute for now!" Toga responded, pointing at her eyes.

"Do I need to walk you to school or do you remember the way?" Naomasa said between bites of the bacon and eggs he was having for breakfast at the kitchen table.

"I've got it. It's not that far." she responded while sitting across from him and digging into her own identical breakfast.

“It won’t run away. You don’t have to eat like that.” Naomasa commented.

Toga gave no answer and continued with her rapid eating until it was all gone.

“All done! I’m off!” Toga said jumping up from her seat and adjusting her backpack straps.

“Have a good day, Toga. I’ll be ready for you when you get home.” Makoto said, smiling.

“Sounding like paparazzi will never work, Makoto.”

Makoto shrugged at her big brother’s remark while Toga giggled and exited the front door. Despite the tracking device still attached to her arm, she was able to take a deep breath and skip down the street feeling free. No more Mr. Cop to look after her. She went about her way down the streets to school, retracing the steps she took yesterday in reverse.

“Out of the way! Don’t let that man escape!”

A loud voice was booming from somewhere further down the street. Toga’s curiosity was piqued as the crowd infront of her parted and something lovely appeared. There was a man running straight towards her with his black hood up and gripping his bloodied left arm. Eyes being drawn instantly to what his hand was attempting to hide while running through the crowd ahead, a malicious grin came across Toga’s face. The man attempted to run directly through Toga by pushing her to the side, but Toga was one step ahead and stepped to the side at the last moment while also tripping him up. Caught completely off-guard, he fell face-first to the ground while instinctively trying to brace himself with his hands. Toga started giggling and kneeled down next to him and put her hand to his now uncovered bloodied arm.

“I saw you bleeding and I just couldn’t let you get away. Mind if I have some?” she asked in a quiet tone, only for the man to hear.

Before the man reacted at all to Toga’s inquiry, a hero with yellow and black caution pattern bracelets appeared and ushered Toga back.

“Step away, citizen! That’s a dangerous villain! Don’t worry about his injuries, they will be attended to shortly.” said the hero in an attempt to soothe what he thought Toga’s intentions were.

In no position to oppose and with nothing else to gain, Toga complied and slipped away into the appearing crowd before the hero could pose her any further questions. The small bit of blood she licked from her palm while walking away was enough to temporarily sate her, but she did wish for more.

Upon arriving at school, Toga was confronted by another crowd. Tons of people with cameras infront of the school gate were doing something. Pouting and keeping her distance, Toga took notice that they were reporters and were stopping to try and interrogate other students.

“Annoying… I’ll just use my quirk then!”

Toga’s pout turned to a smile as a fun thought came to her mind. She loved getting to use her quirk and a perfect opportunity just appeared in front of her.

“Excuse me… Let me pass… I have a delivery...”

A man with a black hood bumped shoulders through the cloud of reporters, gripping a yellow backpack to his chest and mumbling. The reporters that saw him were disgusted and mostly doubting his clearance. Much to their shock, the moment he reached the giant closed gate that guarded U.A, the doors opened. The man smirked and stepped through. As reporters recognized their error in ignoring him and attempted to inquire, the gates shut once again to repel them.

Toga ran through the halls of U.A., going straight to her target before classes started. 1-A. She landed in her usual hiding place and peeked in through a convenient window in the hallway. Izuku was sitting in his chair writing in his notebook. Toga stared intently, with a smile on her face wondering what it was. Then he took out his phone and started typing as if he just remembered something. What was he typing? Who was it to? Toga’s mind started filling up with possibilities. Until someone approached Izuku. He flipped out and nearly fell out of his chair while turning beat red. How cute. Toga then looked to the source of Izuku’s spasms. She recognized the girl as Ochako Uraraka. Before seeing what she was up to, Toga felt her phone buzz. Not usually one to be on the receiving end of texts, she checked it right away. Her eyes lit up upon seeing the sender on the lock screen.

“It’s… It’s…! Izuku~” Toga squealed a bit and ducked underneath the window.

His first text to her! It had to be super special! He must have spent at least as long as she did thinking of what to say! Izuku was just so smart that he figured out what to say before her. She read the message after taking a deep breath.

“Don’t forget to go see Vlad King in the teacher’s office, okay? If you need help with anything just let me know.”

Before she could type anything back to the contact named “My Dear Izuku”, a voice spoke to her.

“Get a text from a loved one?”

“Yeah yeah! How’d you know?” Toga’s energetic and hyper smile stuttered as she looked up to see who asked the question.

The door to 1-C slammed open and for the second day in a row Toga was dragged into the room while struggling against Midnight’s whip.

“Don’t forget, little chicks. Your homeroom teacher is Always. Watching.” Midnight said as she reached the podium and cracked her whip to release Toga.

The released Toga scampered off to her seat like a stray animal running away from animal control services.

“Also, with multiple infractions like this...” Midnight displayed Toga’s phone infront of the class, dozens of keychains and all. “I might just send my own text next time.”

She ended her morning warning with a wink that made the class shutter. Toga grumbled to herself with her face on the desk about not getting to text Izuku back.

“On to homeroom! I have two important announcements. Firstly, one that some of you already know. About the other courses. Alot of students see getting into General Studies as failing to get into any other course and give up. But my little chicks should know that is further than the truth! All U.A. students are under constant and intense review. With outstanding performance and grades, any of you can move up to whatever course you want. Including the hero course.”

With Midnight’s first announcement to the class, whispers started spreading around. Questions about what “outstanding performance” meant, boasts about P.E. accomplishments yesterday and so on spread around the room. Hope, misty but palpable, filled 1-C.

“Seeing all you chicks… growing into fully grown chickens… achieving all your potential...”

The murmurs subsided as the students saw their teacher shuddering and holding her shoulders. Most blushed or looked away.

“T...The second thing… Ms. Midnight.” eked a timid voice from somewhere behind Toga. It was only audible due to the relative silence.

“Oh yes, ahem.” responded Midnight, coming back to her senses. “The second announcement is that you all will choose a class president today.”

A moment of silence passed and Midnight considered repeating herself. But then the class erupted into shouts and raised hands all requesting to be the president. The mist had ignited into a burning flame, just as Midnight had hoped. One boy, with raised right hand, stood up. Merely him standing was enough to suppress the burgeoning class spirit.

Midnight pointed at the boy as if he had just won something. “Have something to say Shinso? Please, you have the floor.”

“How many of you wanted to be in the hero course?”

Shinso asked a plain and straight forward question the moment he was given the floor. Most of the class’s hands raised in response. Toga kept her hand down and watched the purple haired boy as he looked around the class. His glare was calm yet intense. It was meant to crush. Toga had seen that kind of look before.

“That’s what I thought… If all of us wanted to be heroes, then it only makes sense that the leader of the class, the one most likely to have “outstanding performance”, should be the best hero candidate. They should be decided by showing their strength, 1 on 1, against the rest of the class. That way the person with the strongest desire to be a hero will be able to use everyone else beneath them as stepping stones.”

Silence covered the room as everyone thought on Shinso’s words and his declaration of war to his own class. Everyone could tell that he intended to be the winner with “the strongest desire to be a hero” who could “use everyone beneath them”. Midnight broke the silence with energetic shouting.

“ALRIGHT EVERYONE! GET IN YOUR P.E. UNIFORMS AND LETS DO IT!”

In full compliance to their eager teacher, Class 1-C found themselves in the P.E grounds gathered around a large circle drawn in the dirt.

“Alright chickees. It’s an opt-in 1 on 1 fight. Match starts as soon as two people are inside the circle. Whoever is incapacitated and gives or leaves the circle first is marked as a loser. The winner can then decide if they want to continue fighting or bow out. The loser however can not participate in another fight. After everyone that wants to show off does so, there will be a vote for the class president. Just having a tournament would take too long and I want to make sure the class agrees on the president. So this is the most time effective and representative way.”

The class nodded as Midnight gave the explanation and reasoning for the fighting that was about to occur.

“Remember our school motto. The surest way to reach your desires.” Midnight finished and stepped out of the circle to watch without saying the motto itself.

Toga had no idea what the school motto was. She sprawled out on the ground and watched the fights. Since she couldn’t cause enough bleeding bare handed to be interesting, Toga decided to just watch. The first person in the ring was the boy who suggested the fight. Hitoshi Shinso. The same process happened about 5 times with him. A student stepped in, Shinso insulted them, and they walked out. Looking around Toga saw the fear and apprehension present in the students as Shinso cruelly defeated the opponents before him without even lifting a finger. The lack of blood from fighting annoyed her, but Shinso’s demeanor towards their classmates was what really sparked her into action. A 6th student pensively rose, but Toga hopped into the arena before them.

“I’m next!” she said, skipping in with her hands behind her back.

“_Oooh. Himiko Toga.” _Midnight thought to herself while watching the development. “I let Shinso go first because of his Quirk. I wonder if you have a plan...”

Shinso glared directly at the smiling girl that entered the circle.

“Himiko Toga. The girl who-”

Before Shinso finished his sentence, a rock hit him directly on the forehead. His vision was forced skyward by the impact. He shook it off and returned his gaze forward only to find that his opponent was gone. A bead of sweat went done his face while looking from side to side to locate his enemy.

“Ru-”

This time only the first sound of his question got out before he was forced to the ground from behind, with his arm bent behind his back and his face forced into the dirt. Shinso attempted to move his right arm and lift his head, but both were securely restrained by the girl on his back.

“A wimp.” Toga said while bending his arm further with the intent to cause pain. “Looking down on peers when he is the weakest. It’s really lame to not be able to fight back at all like this when you pretended you were better than everyone else.”

Her usual smile was gone and her tone was drier, closer to that of the person whose back she mounted and arm she was twisting. Shinso let out grunts of pain before finding words.

“Are you…. enjoying this?” he managed to say under the duress of Toga’s assault.

“Not as much as I should.” Toga responded.

Her whole body then froze and Shinso smirked, despite his unfavourable position physically.

Quirk: Brainwash. Anyone who verbally responds to him is instantly brainwashed and will do whatever he commands! However, the brainwashing doesn’t activate if he doesn’t will it!

“Now. Let me go and step out of the ring.” he whispered, so that only Toga would hear.

Toga did just as commanded. The class watched, not sure what to think or do after seeing the first person to truly stand up to Shinso, fail. Midnight silently watched over them. Still under the effects of Shinso’s quirk, Toga blankly stared off in the opposite direction of the ring. After catching his breath, Shinso rose from the ground.

“Since she walked out first, I’m the winner. Anyone else?”

In response to his question, a timid looking person stepped up with their hands cupped together infront of themselves. They were shivering clearly, and looked down instead of at Shinso.

“You are the one who got the worst P.E scores yesterday. Going to try throwing something like Toga? It won’t make me budge an inch with your strength.” Shinso said after analyzing the person before him in yet another attempt to activate his quirk.

The person took a deep breath, looked up, and threw the rock they were previously cupping in their hands. Sure that his deduction about his opponents’ strength and physical ability was apt, Shinso saw no need to dodge. The measly pebble made direct contact with Shinso’s center of mass, most likely on accident. When it did, Shinso was knocked back off his feet with intense force and speed, hitting the immobile Toga back-first. The rest of the class was wide awake in surprise after seeing such a feat.

Midnight licked her lips and thought to herself. “Now that’s some good Plus Ultra.”

“G...get offa me… I’m not into this position….” a recently awakened and pained Toga said with her face pressed against the ground due to Shinso’s weight.

Being rather low in physicality himself, Shinso’s lungs were empty after the previous attack knocked the air out of him. The best he could do was roll over, leaving both of them face down to the earth, side by side. Toga managed to twist her neck enough so that her cheek was to the ground instead, allowing her to look at Shinso.

“Why does my back hurt… It hurts to move, Wimpso.” she mumbled out her questions to the boy beside him that was in similar, if not more, pain.

After forcing his own cheek to the ground, he gave Toga a response.

“I used my Quirk on you. I can control anyone that verbally responds to me. I told you to walk out of circle. The next person to step in beat me. That’s it.”

At the end of his brief explanation, Toga opened her mouth to speak but quickly shut it and glared at him judgingly while pouting.

“I won’t use my Quirk. Speak freely.” he said in response to the face she was making.

“I don’t like you, Wimpso. You didn’t punch or hit anyone.” she half-mumbled while still pouting.

“Is that your complaint about the way I acted…?” Shinso asked, a bit dumbfounded but none of that emotion showing in his voice.

“Yeah! Fighting is no fun without any cute bloodshed...”

“Then why didn’t you try to make me bleed?”

“Cuz… I wanted to hurt you because you were acting like a dumby wimp, trying to beat up people weaker than you.” she silently stared at Shinso for a moment before continuing in a more upbeat inflection. “And there wasn’t anything around to stab you with so I just walked around and did that.” Toga finished, explaining her reasoning while sitting up and crossing her legs.

“Walked around?” he said, with increased anger in his voice due to the lackidasical way she described what she did. Those blessed with powerful Quirks always made their achievements seem like child’s play. “That isn’t what happened and you know it. You used your Quirk to vanish and-”

“Nope. I just forced you to look up then walked around. Since you’re right handed, you looked to your right when you first noticed I was gone. That’s why I walked past on your left.”

“How did you know I am-”

Toga interrupted his next question by forcibly “helping” him off his belly flat position and into a criss-cross one like her. He let out a few grunts of pain and asked her to stop, but Toga just giggled before answering him.

“You raised your right hand in class earlier.”

The two watched the rest of the fights unfold infront of them without exchanging anymore words. After about 4 or so more bouts, the ring found itself empty. Midnight stepped into the center of everyone’s view in the impromptu arena.

“Everyone show off their moxie? If so… NEXT UP IS VOTING! Feel free to vote as many times as you want for whoever you thought really is worthy of class president.”

Midnight then proceeded to call each student’s name, one by one, by going around the circle. The called upon student would stand up and then everyone who wanted them to be class president would raise their hand. Most students got 3 to 4 votes. The person who knocked out Shinso with a rock got about 50% of the class to vote for them. Then it was Shinso’s turn.

“Raise your hand for Hitoshi Shinso!” Midnight shouted to 1-C.

“Before that.” Shinso cut Midnight off and bowed to his class. “I apologize. For attacking you all when we all want the same thing. To prove those above us wrong. I won’t get in the way of my equal’s goals anymore.”

Once again, Shinso forced silence amongst his peers. This time however, it was out of deep understanding instead of intimidation.

“Such a heartfelt apology delivered by the scariest boy in the class… What a turn on~”

The class did their best to ignore Midnight’s mood-shattering outburst. Once they did, the outcome of the vote was obvious.

“Oh? Is that nearly 100% in favor?” Midnight said looking around at her class.

Her deduction was correct. The only person that didn’t raise their hand was Toga.

“Alrighty then. It seems like the class president is all but locked in. But perhaps our last candidate has something to say about it. Something to rise above-”

“GET ON WITH IT!” multiple students shouted out in response to Midnight’s stalling and dragged-out preamble.

“I’M THE TEACHER HERE!” she snapped back at the class while also snapping her whip in the air. “HIMIKO TOGA!”

Toga stood up, her smile rekindled. She got to see a bit of blood in the later fights, hurt Shinso, and Izuku was back on her brain, so she was chipper. The class response caught her happy mode off guard.

“That looks like 75% to me...” said the seated, purple haired boy beside her.

“Huh? What?” Toga looked around at everyone while expressing her confusion at the result.

“Let me explain!” the gray finger tipped boy from their class jumped up. “Toga! It’s just like an RPG! And you are the hero who beat the evil overlord and forced them to have a change of heart so that we can fight the real enemy that is bigger than us all!”

“I’m like an evil overlord huh...” Shinso cut in.

The explanation came out too quickly for Toga to take in before Midnight snapped her whip and spoke again.

“Alright little chicks! There you have! Hitoshi Shinso as Class President and Himiko Toga as Vice President. Now! Off to second period!”

Everyone except the befuddled Toga shared in one thought as Midnight ushered her students back to their classroom.

“What happened to first period?”

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Himiko is a Hero: Chapter 3

Meeting Makoto

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The cop and highschool girl pair left U.A. once the girl was able to walk again.

"Sorry again for the inconvenience Toga. I will be sure to tell the higher ups to loosen that thing's grip on you." Tsukauchi said, repeating prior promises in hopes to please the girl.

The girl, however, was on a completely different wavelength due to the previous encounters of the afternoon. Izuku. Her crush totally stuck up for her. And she got his phone number. And she got super close to stabbing him. It was the perfect day for your average blood-obsessed high school girl.

"Toga. Did you... make sure the phone number you input is correct? I'm sure Midoriya wouldn't mind a text." Tsukauchi said, resigning himself to having to connect with Toga on her level and interests.

"I gotta make it special. My first text to Izuku has to be super special." Toga said in response.

"I see..."

"Mr. Cop. Do you have a love story too? Did you make your first time special?" Toga inquired.

"F-first time?" Tsukauchi was caught off-guard by her questions and saw it as a sudden and perverse interrogation.

"Yeah yeah! Your first time texting someone you like! Hehehehe. What did you think I meant~?"

"I thought you meant... That doesn't matter! This isn't an interrogation!"

"Hehehe. You are weak to questions, huh? I can totally smell it on you."

Tsukauchi didn't give any further responses to Toga as they continued to where he lived. It was an apartment, from what Toga could tell from the outside. She followed Tsukauchi up the stairs to what was considered his space. The cop removed his key from his pocket and placed it into the lock on the door. He paused and braced himself when grabbing the door knob.

"Scared? I'm scared too when I'm meeting new people." Toga said, noting his pause.

"I didn't know you could feel scared." Tsukauchi responded in a joking manner while opening the door.

As soon as the door opened, exactly what Tsukauchi feared would happen, did. As if waiting for their arrival, a tall green eyed girl went directly from the couch in the living room to Toga the moment they stepped inside.

"Himiko Toga, correct? I'm Makoto Tsukauchi. Feel free to call me Makoto to avoid confusion. Big Brother said your Quirk is interesting and the higher ups want to keep an eye on you. Does that mean it can cause alot of harm?" the woman said in a verbal onslaught.

Toga's mind was rattled by the surprise attack allowing her to only say "No?" in an unsure manner while her hands were vigorously shook.

"Sis. Give it a break. At least let Toga relax from school before you interrogate her." said Naomasa Tsukauchi, stepping in to protect Toga.

"Just getting some info you didn't give me, Big Brother." she said beaming a smile at them both. "How about dinner then you two? Toga's first dinner at the Tsukauchi household! The cops probably only fed you instant meals, but a growing girl needs way more than that!"

Toga was still too baffled by the blinding ray of glee that Naomasa called a sister to fully take in the essay length of words that was emitted at a time. Toga found herself at a dinner table before she knew it with homecooked food placed infront of her and Naomasa at the dinner table.

"Dig in! It's a Tsukauchi Family Speciality made of-"

Before Makoto could even go into what the meal was, Toga was already digging in. Digging would be an understatement for how she ate. The way she consumed the food was more akin to "ravenous burrowing". The twin bunned girl finished in half the time it took Naomasa.

"I'll clean up!" Toga said, jumping up out of her seat.

"Let me handle that Toga. I'm not even half way done yet. Makoto will show you around the place.”

Toga’s smile turned into a frown for a moment before Makoto came over to her.

“I cleaned up the storage room and added a bed so your living space is complete!” Makoto said.

“Please don’t make it sound like we are just putting her in storage.” Naomasa replied.

“Is there a bath?” Toga asked abruptly.

“Right this way Toga.” Makoto responded, leading Toga from the dinner table to the bathroom. “There should be everything you need. Soap, towels-”

Toga didn’t wait for Makoto to finish her explanation. The sound of the bathroom door shutting got Makoto to realize this. Enjoying the time she got to herself, Toga went into stretching and undressing.

“Alone time. Now I can finally-”

Toga’s thoughts were interrupted by the door to the bathroom being opened and Makoto appearing, proudly, in a bath towel.

“I am here! To wash your back of course!” bellowed out the inquisitive girl in her best All Might impression.

The reference was wasted on Toga as she ran to shut the door.

“Nope.” Toga plainly stated, closing the door on Makoto.

“Come on Toga~. Let’s have a little girl time together.” Makoto said, holding the door open just a smidge, trying to squeeze into the bathroom.

“Nope nope nope! Alone time!” Toga responded, reaching for the lock of the door. Just had to lock it the second the door shut fully.

“It will just be a few questions about your Quirk, U.A. and why you want to be a hero. Nothing too personal.” Makoto said in an attempt to compromise with the blonde that was baring fangs at her through the small crack she was struggling to maintain.

“I’M BUSY THINKING ABOUT IZUKU! GO AWAY!” Toga shouted.

“Izuku?”

The moment that Makoto took to contemplate what Toga meant was the moment in which Toga got the door fully shut and instantly locked the door. Makoto tried knocking but got no response. After a full minute of knocking, she got the memo and left Toga alone for the time being, instead focusing on handling Toga’s belongings and clothes. An hour and a half passed before Toga exited with a calmly elated expression on her face. Makoto was instantly there to try and talk to her, but Toga fully ignored the girl’s questions and just walked away while still in just a towel and her hair down. Naomasa, through quickly closed eyes, was the first one whose words made it to the glazed over mind of Toga.

“Toga! Your room is down the hall past the bathroom! P-put some clothes on!”

Turning around from going the wrong way, she walked back down the hall as if she was a zombie in a daze.

“Makoto. Did you do something to her?” Naomasa asked his little sister after Toga found her way into the once-storage-now-bed room.

“Just tried asking her a few questions earlier. Whats up Big Bro?” she replied.

“Don’t bother her like some kind of paparazzi. The more questions thrown at her, the less she answers. Barely even got out of her the fact that her Quirk involves blood.”

“Hmmm…Thanks for the advice. I’ll try again later then. You know I never give up!”

“Maybe you should sometimes. It’s safer...” Naomasa dejectedly said while returning to cleaning the dishes.

Inside Toga’s new room, boxes of random stuff took up about 50% of the room. The boxes had been organized to the sides of the room, transforming the square room into a T shaped room from the door in terms of usable space. Straight ahead was a window and to the left of that was a small desk for school work. To the right was a twin sized bed with enough room to get in from each side. Lots of stuff was laid out on her bed with the intention to catch Toga’s attention, which it did. She went over to investigate. Firstly was her backpack beside the bed which she got her phone out of. Next the bed. On top of one pile was her underwear, washed and cleaned for her to put on. And beneath was a baby blue frilled dress with small red cherries printed intermittently on it. Toga put on the clothes in front of her and checked her phone to see how it looked.

“WAY CUTE!” she instantly thought while looking at her own smile and dress on her phone screen.

After taking a picture of herself to remember this cute gift, she checked the rest of her bed. There was one other stack of items, but this time there was a sticky note on top.

“Write your thoughts in this. The higher ups want to make sure your life at U.A. is going well. -Naomasa Tsukauchi.” was what it read.

The sticky note was attached to a single color crimson red pocket notebook. After ripping off the sticky note, Toga stared at it trying to decide what to do with it. Then it came to her. Write all about Izuku! Taking a pencil out of her backpack, she sat at the small desk opposite her bed and began scribbling away.

As night continued on, 10:00 PM came swiftly. Deciding to check in on her, Naomasa went and knocked on Toga’s door. Toga’s response was swift and preceded by an “ow” and the tumbling of a few boxes.

“I’m busy.” she said, opening the door just enough to peak her head out and see Naomasa in casual blue nightwear.

“Be sure to go to sleep early. You don’t want to be late for-”

“Ok. I’m busy.” she shut the door in his face after repeating herself.

“I’M NOT KIDDING! WRITE IN THE JOURNAL AND GO TO SLEEP EARLY!” he shouted after her.

The only response he got was another “ow” and grumbling about “the same box”.

An hour later, and after coaxing from her big brother, Makoto went to check on Toga. Knowing how to avoid repeating the mistakes of Naomasa, she opened the door to Toga’s room without knocking. She waited to see if there would be a response. After 10 seconds passed and none was given, she invited herself in. Right off the bat, she noticed boxes to her left knocked over. Makoto assigned it to Toga being clumsy and fixed them. While fixing them, she found the owner of the room with their face against the desk.

“Aw Toga. You have to sleep in your bed you know. Or else I get to do this...”

Letting her natural curiosity take over, Makoto began searching for what Toga was working on. Upon close inspection Makoto discerned that it was the red notebook.

“Don’t want you drolling on it now.”

Sliding the notebook out from under the drooling Toga’s mouth, Makoto began flipping through the pages herself. It was the least the notebook could do for it’s savior.

“3 whole pages… 6 including illustrations. All about one Izuku Midoriya… Hmmm...”

Deciding their wasn’t much more to glean from just her obsession with one boy, Makoto placed the notebook back on the desk, but in a place safe from Toga’s drool. Looking at Toga again, another issue became apparent.

“You can’t just not brush your hair before bed and expect your love interest to swoon!”

Taking matters into her own hands for Toga’s sake, Makoto went to her own room and returned with a brush to use on Toga’s naturally messy hair. It took a long time but eventually the unkempt golden lawn on Toga’s head relented to Makoto’s brush skills. She left Toga to sleep at the desk after the fight with her hair. No sense in trying to move her and risk waking her up.

The night at the Tsukauchi abode went on with the 3 people inside working on their own tasks before bedtime. By 11:30 PM, Naomasa was already asleep. When 1:00 AM came around, Makoto decided it was time to hit the hay and let her work be handled after sleep. Right after she got a drink of water. She left her room to go to the kitchen but stopped halfway through. Audible when she reached the living room was the sound of running water. Makoto tensed up.

“A burglar? At this time of night everyone should be asleep here, so it must be. But why water…?”

Makoto’s mind was flooded with questions as her movements slowed and she began sneaking through her own house to get to the kitchen. She maneuvered to the couch and hid behind it. There was a direct view to the sink in the kitchen where she saw…

“Toga. What are you doing up so late?” she blurted out while standing up.

In response to the question in pure darkness, metal clanked against metal and the blonde head of the girl at the sink slowly turned around. Her eyes, as if made exactly for this situation, pierced the darkness and glared directly at Makoto. Makoto’s whole body froze as Toga’s elliptical pupils glared at her. Then Toga spoke.

“Cleaning... I’m done now.”

Toga’s lackadaisical tone betrayed the mood of the situation. She shut off the water and turned fully towards Makoto before slowly taking steps towards her. All Makoto could see was two bright circles with black slits coming directly towards her. Or rather, past her. Toga attempted to walk past Makoto, but the latter placed a hand on the shoulder of the former.

“I just have to use my quirk and then...”

Quirk: Polygraph. The condition for activation is making physical contact! And her ability lets her “judge the authenticity” of her target’s words!

“W-why were you cleaning?” Makoto stuttered slightly, still affected by the atmosphere.

Toga yawned before giving her response.

“I wanted to clean something. So I did...” she mumbled, with her eye-lids lowering to half closed.

“Oh. Sorry, Toga. Get some good rest.” Makoto responded, letting of Toga’s shoulder and watching the girl stumble through the darkness back to her room.

“She told the truth. But why would she...” Makoto thought as she went over to the sink to check what Toga was washing. “Only knives? We didn’t use all these for dinner...”

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Himiko is a Hero: Chapter 2

Planting the Seed of A Hero

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On day two of school, Toga took extra time getting ready in the morning. So much extra time, that Tsukauchi was left wondered what was taking her so long.

“Maybe I didn’t notice because I was preparing the car, but did she take this long last time?” Tsukauchi asked his feline-headed friend.

The only answer the detective got was a shrug as the door to Toga’s temporary guest sleeping room slammed against the wall to display the twin-bunned girl beaming and puffing out her chest.

“How do I look, Mr Cop? Can you tell what I did different?” Toga said as she did a spin and walked directly over to Tsukauchi.

Looking for an out, he turned to the cat-faced Tamakawa.

“Cat got your tongue?” Toga said interrupting Tsukauchi’s line of sight by stepping inbetween the two.

The detective immediately recognized the precarious situation he was put in. Someone asking about how their appearance changed over time. He was forced to look Toga up and down to find exactly what had changed from yesterday to today.

“Got it. Your hair buns are messier today, right?” Tsukauchi proudly stated, feeling sure that his deduction was correct.

The office room fell silent, instantly giving him the impression that he had said the incorrect thing.

“Close! You were supposed to say cuter.” Toga said, still smiling.

After another twirl, she made a beeline to the door forcing Tsukauchi to chase after her. The rest of the office traded chuckles about the detective’s situation with his new psuedo-adopted child.

“Let’s take the car and zoom right over there!”, Toga exclaimed, running through the halls of the Police Headquarters to get to the entrance.

“W-wait up! And we aren’t taking a car today!” Tsukauchi said, trailing far behind the yellow backpack rapidly maneuvering through the cramped office space.

“WHAT.” she stopped right at the front door to the police complex while stating her surprise.

“It was just one day because I had other work to attend to. If you take the train its-”

“I wanted to be early, Mr. Cop. I have to look around for the cutest people so they can be my friends.” Toga interrupted while pouting at him.

“Oh. You just wanted to make friends then? That makes sense… My place is within walking distance of the school, so I promise you will be able to be early then.” Tsukauchi responded with a smile, finally thinking he understood the girl’s intentions.

The two amicably made their way to U.A. by train with minor small talk about school.

“Toga. Don’t forget to go to the teacher’s office during lunch today. And about-”

Once again, Toga had already left before Tsukauchi finished debriefing her. He sighed, hoping one day she would listen before acting and went on with his work.

“Izuku~ Izuku~ Just needs a little more red~” she thought to herself while humming her way to the classrooms.

She peeked into 1-A when she got there. This time Izuku was already in his seat, looking at a notebook. His seat was too far away to get a good look at the content without entering the classroom. Toga kept watching to see if anyone else in 1-A had the potential she was looking for.

“Not going to your own room? Sure you won’t be late?” said a voice behind Toga. Without even turning around, she responded.

“Gotta watch Izuku some more.”

“I’m sure you will have time later, little chick.”

The last thing Toga heard before being tied up and dragged into her classroom was the crack of Midnight’s whip. The rest of 1-C just stared as Midnight entered the room with another student in tow, struggling on the ground against the whip they were entangled within.

“Remember class! Don’t be late. Or else. I. Will. Punish. You.” each of Midnight’s words was filled to the brim double entendre as she warned the class and let go of said rule breaker. Toga stumbled off to her seat. She hated the feeling of being all constricted like that.

“Stupid teacher. Not letting me watch my dear Izuku for longer.”

The morning classes passed over without incident until the class right before lunch. P.E. All the students dressed in the provided U.A. gym uniforms and convened out in the grounds.

“Mhm! Mhm! This uniform has potential.” Toga said aloud, stretching in it and jumping up and down, filled with energy. Before she could run over and pester a loner in the class, the teacher’s foot stomped loudly into the ground.

“Listen up, kids! This is your first P.E. lesson here at U.A. so it’s a test. These trials will look like the stuff from your middle school, but from here on out you are allowed to go all out with your quirks. If you couldn’t show off before in your old schools or at the hero test, do it now! Any questions?” the teacher was very energetic, not unlike Midnight. In response to the still air, one student timidly raised their green arm.

“U-um… you never said your name...”, they said in just barely loud enough for the whole class to hear.

“Oh? You don’t know? I’m...” the teacher punched his right fist into the sky. At that same moment, blood began ejecting upwards out of his gauntlet. The student’s closest to him stepped back out of instinct upon seeing blood, but Toga was rapidly making her way to the front upon seeing that. All of the blood went straight upwards, much to the surprise of the students. The truly awe-inducing moment was when the blood took form and crystallized into a branching tree over the teacher’s head.

“The Blood Hero! Vlad King!” the teacher proudly stated while showing his Quirk.

Toga found a completely different form of awe in comparison to her class as they saw a Pro Hero’s Quirk in effect.

“Now then. GIVE IT YOUR ALL!”

The class roared with excitement, completely adopting the blood teacher’s emotions on the topic. Among the tests were tests for strength, such as grip strength, tests for endurance such as running, and tests for maneuverability such as long jumps. As each of tests passed, the emotions amongst the class fluctuated. Some found and reveled in the few things they could do, while others were reminded of their failures in the entrance exams. Toga focused on just being herself and getting through them as fast as possible. Had to go check on Izuku as soon as she could. The moment the tests were done, she ran off to get changed and head to the lunch room. Said room had students were just trickling in, letting Toga find the optimal location to view Izuku from. The most obvious place was the area above Lunch Rush’s work area. It provided the most overall viewing of the lunch room, but was horribly indiscreet. That kind of location wasn’t usually Toga’s style, but she settled for it again today due to convenience. Had to keep an eye on Izuku and see if a pattern emerged in where he sat for lunch. Right before lunch ended she ended her current watching session in went back to her classroom so Izuku wouldn’t catch her. Being in a fully rejuvenated mood after getting to see him, Toga let her defenses down and was caught completely off guard by the crowd of classmates catching her at the door.

“You’re Himiko Toga, right? This is the person with some of the best scores huh. Was she even present before? Blood girl… She’s totally cute! Is her Quirk superspeed or something? Shouldn’t she be in the hero course? Kinda creepy if you ask me.”

The multitude of questions and statements about her made Toga’s head spin as she backed away from the front door.

“A-ah. This is all too fast. You can’t come on to me so suddenly.”

She waved her hands infront of her while the blush constantly on her cheeks took on the new meaning of embarrassment.

“Leave her be for now. Asking why she isn’t in the Hero Course won’t improve anyone else’s standing.”

A boy’s voice came from the back of the crowd that silenced the rest. Sliding by shoulder to shoulder, the owner of that voice found their way to be directly in front of Toga.

“Focus on your class more, Toga. They are interested in you because you had the best overall scores in the P.E. test.” the boy said, looking directly at Toga.

“Ok…” was all Toga said in response to this person she had never paid any attention to before.

“It’s Shinso. Hitoshi Shinso. Since you didn’t pay attention during introductions.” he told her with a mix of calm and aggression in his voice.

Before Toga could respond to the in-your-face attitude of Shinso, the teacher for the afternoon class appeared and calmed the tension present in Class 1-C. As the rest of the day progressed, Toga only gave Shinso brief consideration as a possibly hard target to carve up. She refocused on her prime mark. Shinso however had different plans and approached Toga as soon as classes for the day let up.

“What were you busy watching yester-”

Before Shinso could even finish his sentence Toga was bouncing from foot to foot all the way out of class while humming. Shinso dropped his attempt at conversing for the moment being, and let her go. With all the information she had gathered so far, Toga went to build her ambush. Tsukauchi didn’t come to pick her up until much later, probably so that she could join an after school club. The only club on her mind however, was a one-person club dedicated to Izuku Midoriya. The hero courses had an extra 7th period class, which gave Toga time to spy and prepare. His class seemed to have done some hero thing a period or so earlier. Toga was forced to bide her time until their final class let up. Looking into the room she did notice one big issue however. Where was Izuku?! She pouted and tried glean any information she could. As the hero courses final class of the day ended, Toga heard the pink-skinned girl jump up and divulge the two words she needed to hear. Battle Training. That, along with her excited description of a certain students fight, was just enough to use as the half red half white haired boy exited the classroom.

“I heard you had training today!” Toga jubilantly said while slamming her hands down on to the shoulders of Shoto Todoroki and began massaging. Toga was met with silence as he kept walking.

“You totally won right? It was fun huh?”

“Go away...” Todoroki finally spoke up against Toga’s pestering.

“You gave it your all I heard. Super powerful stuff that hit the whole building. Did anyone else do that good?” Toga continued. After no response, she leaned in closer and whispered in his ear.

“Todoroki… did anyone show you up in destructive power?”

Those words made him stop in place temporarily. Toga’s grin widened in amusement at the effect. What Todoroki responded with however caught her offguard.

“Go to the infirmary if you want to talk. Or to Bakugo.”

“I-Infirmary! M-my dear Izuku! H-he hurt himself again?”

Noting the change in tone, Todoroki gave a short look to see who the odd person was that had just abruptly stopped massaging his shoulders. Despite the reaction not showing on his face, he was blatantly aware of the near-drooling, fanged, rabid girl that was obsessing over what was just said.

“Thank you. You’re a pretty ‘cool’ guy so I’ll get your phone number later, kay?” Toga said while wiping away drool from the corners of her mouth.

After saying her piece, she was gone just as quickly as she came.

“Crazies like that go to U.A?”was the only thought left in Todoroki’s mind about the impression that girl left.

Toga went directly to the perfect spot to have her ambush. It was just the right place with all the info she got from the cold boy. Time slipped past her as fantasies came to her mind, but she refocused on reality just as it was almost time to strike.

“God damn it, Deku… From here on out!! You listening?! From here on out I’m gonna be number one! And don’t you dare get the idea that you’ll ever beat me again!” Bakugo shouted at the injured Izuku.

Izuku and Bakugo were at the tail end of some heated conversation that left Bakugo fuming and walking away. Just a few more steps from Bakugo and a sudden and urgent gust of wind blasted by. Toga jumped from the unexpected appearance, but after seeing that it went straight for Bakugo and not Izuku, she went straight for him using this chance. Not foreseeing it at all, Izuku was hit with a hurricane of his own in an instant. Toga threw all her weight on Izuku’s back by wrapping her legs around him from behind, instantly making him lose his balance and stumble backwards. Using the momentum from the diagonally upward motion used to mount him and his body as a pivot, Toga slammed Izuku to the ground, back first, while mounting his chest.

“Hi Izuku! My name is Himiko Toga from Class 1-C! You looked super cute yesterday and I’ve been really pent up recently so I came to make you bleed some more!”

“H...huh…. HUH!” was all Izuku could utter in his breathless state.

Confusion, embarrassment, and pain all showed on the mounted boy’s face as he shut his eyes, bracing for the attack the girl was going to commence. Luckily for him, all that he felt was a slight pound on his slung arm. With even more confusion, he opened one eye to see what was happening. The only visual response was a blushing girl straddling him and her right, clenched fist on his left arm.

“W-what are you…” Izuku croaked out like a dying frog.

“Oh. I don’t have my knives anymore...” she mumbled dejectedly.

A moment of silence passed between the two students before Toga erupted off of Izuku in a backflip, landing right outside the famous U.A. gate.

“Izuku, baby! You looked so cool with your finger all bruised so I wanted to add a little blood now but I forgot-”

Izuku got to his feet just in time to see Toga suddenly stop mid sentence and her lovesick smile stutter.

“Um… are you okay?” he said taking a hesitant step towards the very scary sounding person.

As if to balance the universe, Toga fell to the ground, gripping her wristband. He ran over instantly to see if she was ok, but whatever words he said went in one ear and out the other as Toga slowly lost consciousness.

“Izuku… blood…” she mumbled faintly.

The next time she opened her eyes she was in a foreign room, lying down in a foreign bed. There were about 5 people in the room, but her eyes locked on to her target instantly before looking at anything else.

“Izu...ku...” she managed to eek out, a smile coming to her sedated face.

In the response to the faint voice calling his voice, Izuku turned around from the group of people he was talking with and came over to the bed she was laying in. Toga was already squirming and grinning underneath the sheets.

“Are you okay? You suddenly passed out but thankfully All Might was nearby and brought you here.” Izuku said as he ran over to her side of the bed. Toga’ eyes followed him the whole way and stared up lovingly once he reached his destination.

“This is the student you wanted me to see, Detective? Someone lacking the resolve to follow orders you gave twice in a row?” boomed the voice of Vlad King. Toga recognized the voice from before and attempted to ignore him in favor of Izuku.

“Vlad, please. Just give her a chance.” Tsukauchi said, clearly on the defensive as if he had been trying to calmly defend Toga.

“VLAD KING!”

Izuku’s voice suddenly rang out to break the stalemate. Everyone in the room was caught off guard as the green haired boy’s moved from Toga and now stared at Vlad with unexpected determination.

“I may not know much about her or what kind of chance you were going to give her, but this girl clearly is skilled at stealth of some kind. She was able to get me to the ground before I even knew she was there. So at least for that…Even if I just met her… Even if she is quirkless... Give her a chance to be a hero!”

Looking at the injured boy and hearing him say such things about her. The foreign words and foreign sentiments he expressed invoked equally unfamiliar feelings in Toga’s chest. Thoughts whirled around in her mind, not even begin to formulate words at the moment. Where was that boy coming from with this?

“I-im sorry. M-Mr. Vlad King. I really spoke so suddenly about someone I don’t even know and rudely and um… don’t expel me.”

And now Izuku was backing down verbally and bowing profusely physically.

“Midoriya, right? Toga and I will talk during lunch tomorrow. Provided she doesn’t forget.” Vlad said, smirking and walking out of the room with a single goodbye wave to everyone. Izuku was too busy bowing to see any of it.

“Young Midoriya…! Your words struck such a powerful chord with him!” the man Toga could only identify as a tall skeleton spoke towards Izuku. He sounded so proud of Izuku.

“Toga.” Tsukauchi said, approaching Toga’s bedside. “Sorry about the wristband. I’ll ask the higher ups if they can remove it. Or at least disable that location-based sedative permanently. I usually only turn it off when we meet up, but you were late today.”

“Um...Is she a… c-criminal or something?” Izuku said after unintentionally eavesdropping on the detective’s words.

Tsukauchi lowered his cap and the skeleton’s mouth opened in search of the proper words. The topic of questioning herself just gazed lovingly at the boy who proposed the question, as if she didn’t hear what he said. The blonde skeleton was the first one to speak up.

“She is… just a person of interest to the cops. Found at the scene of the crime. That wristband is merely for protection.”

“Oh.” Izuku said, not quite sounding like he believed it fully. “Ok Alllllllllright, I think I should go now.”

While covering his mouth after nearly spilling the secret, Izuku began scampering out of the room before a voice rang out in the room a second time.

“Izuku wait! Give me your phone number!” Toga half-shouted while abruptly sitting up.

“H….HUH! I-ive never got a girls ph-phone number before!”

The damaged boy was instantly turned into a blushing and stammering mess while looking between everyone in the room for an out.

“It would make my life a lot easier knowing she as a trustworthy friend.” Tsukauchi said.

“A hero shouldn’t turn down a fan.” the skeleton said.

“I am not a part of this.” said the nurse of the nurse of the room that Toga had not noticed until now.

“A fan...” Izuku thought. “What All Might said kinda made sense. I just have to view this scary girl as a fan.”

He approached Toga pensively and held out his phone. She snatched it from his hand, tapped on both his phone and her own rapidly for a bit, and then returned it to him.

“I’ll text you tomorrow, okay Izuku?” Toga said with a warm and adoring smile that caught Izuku off guard.

“O-okay.” was all the blushing boy could say, still confused and a bit afraid of the afternoon’s events, as he left the nurse’s office.

Toga hopped up out of bed, seemingly fully rejuvenated from just getting her crush’s phone number. The nurse, who introduced herself as Recovery Girl, went over to check up on Toga, leaving Tsukauchi and Yagi to talk.

“It’s hard trying to look after someone, huh?” Yagi said, smiling at Tsukauchi.

“You don’t understand. Izuku at least seems to listen to you.” Tsukauchi replied.

“Mr. Cop! Let’s go! I’m hungry!” Toga said, bounding over to the two and grabbing Tsukauchi’s arm.

Yagi chuckled at the unfortunate position his detective friend was placed in.

“Bye Recov Girl! Bye Mr. Skeleton!” Toga shouted behind herself while tugging the cuff of Tsukauchi out of the door.

Recovery Girl began chuckling as soon as it was just her and Yagi in earshot.

“That definitely makes you the oldest one here, ‘Mr. Skeleton’.” Recovery Girl said amidst laughter.

The deflated All Might gave no response and just stared at the ground.

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Himiko is a Hero: Chapter 1

Opening A Closed Gate

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Gray. That was the main color of the room she was in now. The girl in the yellow cardigan found it horribly boring. She kicked her feet and pouted at the gray table her hands were handcuffed to the center of. Meanwhile, two people were approaching the room of the police HQ she was being stored in.

“You don’t usually do interrogation.”

“It is mostly delivery. And also it’s worth trying my best.”

“You really have been trying even harder recently. Anyways, I should give you a little bit of information about her.”

“Thank you.”

“She is a suspect for serial blood draining murders. We have no proof at the time however outside… well you will see. Other than that, she doesn’t answer our questions directly and all weapons found on her do not match the murder weapons.”

“I see. Thank you for all your help, Tsukauchi.”

“Anything for the Symbol of Peace.”

As they reached the interrogation room, the Symbol of Peace bulked up and slammed open the door. His famous jingle was palpable in the air.

“I am here! For a delivery.”, boomed the giant All Might’s voice with the comical addition at the end. “Himiko Toga, correct?”

Himiko Toga, the girl in the room, looked up and stopped kicking her legs temporarily. All Might got a good look at her blood-covered visage. Large splashes covered her school-girl uniform and blood was even on her mouth. All Might didn’t let the shock of seeing someone about the age of Young Midoriya covered in so much blood that clearly wasn’t their own faze him.

“Hi. Got something for me? Is it some blood?”, she started saying, seemingly unfazed by the status of the person infront of her.

“Nothing of the sort. But may I ask you a question, Young Toga?” All Might calmly replied.

“Oooh. Is it a fun question? I’ll only answer if its fun, Mr Might.” A slightly sadistic grin creeped its way across her face.

“Young Toga. Do you want to be a hero?” All Might stated directly, focusing the conversation in a specific direction.

“O-Oh. It’s maiden talk then... You like using your Quirk, huh? You wanna use it forever and ever and ever because it let’s you be you! But we are different, right? I can smell it on you. You have someone to look up to. Someone that you want to be like or someone with a Quirk like yours. They probably guided you. That’s our difference… The world is a place where you can be you because you are a hero… I wanna have a place too...”

The beginning of her monologue was filled with energy as if she was talking to an old friend, but by the end her voice sounded slightly more pained and she had moved to looking down at the table instead of at All Might, as if merely his figure was causing her discomfort. All Might stood and listened with his iconic smile remaining.

“Can I ask a question now? Can I have some of your blood?”, Toga asked jubilantly, juxtaposing the mood at the end of her monologue as her head snapped back up, revealing her lovesick smile again.

“Young Toga…!” All Might mumbled choking back a recent memory of a similarly lost child in his mind.

“A hero and a teacher must guide them.” was the thought that brought him here and was reconfirmed by the girl’s words.

“I cannot do much outside this delivery, but please do listen to it carefully.”

With that, All Might placed an envelope in her hands and dashed out of the room. The girl was left with no choice but to accept it and the path described inside.

“So that’s why you had to visit her and didn’t just give me the letter.”, Tsukauchi readily stated the moment the door to the interrogation room shut behind the now deflated All Might.

“You wouldn’t have given it to her, right?”, Yagi replied to his old friend.

“Giving wanted suspects covered in blood get out of jail free cards? No, I probably wouldn’t have. Even if they wanted to be a hero.”

The two began walking and talking.

“Even if she didn’t show up to the Entrance Exam, it is wrong to turn down an aspiring hero.” Toshinori said.

“Then General Studies for her, right? She signed up for it?”

“I can give you all the information later. Plus your sister is a bit of a law breaker too so…” Toshinori trailed off with the end of his implication.

“I get it, I get it. I’ll look after her for a bit if it turns out she isn’t bad news. It doesn’t seem like she has a family to return to anyways.” Tsukauchi responded, understanding what his friend was asking of him.

“Thank you, Tsukauchi!” beamed the skeletal man as they continued their conversation.

Topics of teaching and U.A. came and passed as the two reminisced. The delivery to Toga only came a few days before school officially started. The police kept her in custody for the couple of days to further investigate her, but ultimately found nothing conclusive connecting her to the murders. Having nowhere to go, the detective, Naomasa Tsukauchi, decided to look after her temporarily. “Decided”. The Chief of Police and All Might both compelled him in order to ensure Toga was both innocent and not a target herself. On the first day of school at U.A., that detective found himself driving the girl to school. He glared at her through the rear-view mirror, but she remained laid out across the entire back seat and tapping on her phone ordained with more keychains than he could comprehend.

“At least put on your seatbelt.” mumbled Tsukauchi dejectedly.

“Nah. Don’t wanna.” Toga replied, not missing a beat.

The driving detective’s sigh was met by Toga’s ever present smile.

“Remember to visit the teacher’s office during lunch. And be sure to…”

“Come right to you once school lets out or this ugly wristband will beep or something, right?” Toga stated, cutting him off and raising her right wrist up to display the black wristband put on her by the police.

“Black looks completely not cute with the school uniform, Mr. Cop. You doomed me from the start. Plus it doesn’t match any of the pencils you got me either!” she wined.

“I let my sister pick the school supplies out. Please just be a little appreciative.” Tsukauchi said, trying to get at least a modicum of thankfulness out of the lazing blonde in the backseat.

“No! Let me talk to her! I’ll give her a piece of my mind!” grumbled Toga loudly while pouting.

Knowing that his overly-curious sister actually making contact with this strange and possibly dangerous girl would be disastrous, Tsukauchi dreaded the time when they would have to meet. While contemplating this, the car arrived at school and the detective put it into park while turning to the back seat to talk to Toga.

“You two will meet eventually. Don’t forget to write in this-”

She was already out of the car by the time he reached over to get the object from his passenger seat. Contemplating running after the girl who was now skipping her way to her class, he eventually decided to let it slid.

Toga skipped down the large halls housing all the classes. Since her detective keeper got her there early for the first day, she decided to spend the time watching the other classrooms.

“Gotta see if there are any easy targets hanging around.” she thought to herself, a sadistic smile creeping across her face. “Just because I have to lay low doesn’t mean I can’t find someone who would look super cute covered in blood.”

One room had a guy kicking his feet up on the desk and another had a boy energetically greeting everyone in the class. Despite those cases, action in the classrooms were timid for the most part due to it being the first day of school. Neither of the two boys were Toga’s type, so she decided to head to her own classroom early. She looked around at the half of the class present. None of them had the aptitude she was looking for at first glance either.

“Wouldn’t look good cut up at all.” she thought, now pouting.

Knowing where the best seat in class was, she walked directly to the center row and over to the window seat. A perfect place to see everyone in the class and also ignore boring stuff by looking out the window. As more people funneled into the class, cliques already started to show. Toga just watched to see who was left out like her. Those were always the weakest targets. While searching the kids like a cat searching for a meal, the door to the class was slammed open. The students nearest the door suddenly began blushing, the boys even jumping a bit. In came the teacher with a seductive cadence to her steps. She was dressed from head to toe in what was most easily describable as dominatrix gear with long black hair extending to her butt.

“I-I think I stepped into one of my video games on the way to school-!”, a boy with gray fingertips on the front row exclaimed while covering his face with his hands but easily seeing through his fingers.

The teacher cracked her bullwhip on the center podium of the room as she arrived there with nearly all of the class’s attention.

“Not at all! Welcome little chicks! This is U.A.! Class 1-C! And I, Midnight, will be your homeroom teacher!” she loudly exclaimed to the class.

“THE R-RATED HERO!” the class loudly exclaimed right back.

“Glad you all know about me. Now let me know a little bit about each and every one of you.” she said, licking her lips at the end of what could have been a very normal statement on the first day of homeroom.

The introductions of the class went in one ear and out the other as Toga laid her head on her desk out of boredom. While the class introductions continued, something outside the window caught her eye. A group of students were walking out to what looked like a P.E. shack. They were so far away, she could just barely see what was going on.

“A physical test?” she thought happily.

It was more likely for someone to hurt themselves out there than in her classroom, so she kept watching. Then she got just what she was looking for. Something even more that. Her once glazed over eyes brightened as she saw a green haired boy grip his fist in pain. Toga felt her breath get ragged and her heart beat erratically as the boy bit back tears. That boy! He was! He was-

“Himiko Toga!” Midnight shouted as her whip cracked near Toga’s head causing her to jump straight up out of her seat. “Welcome to the class. We were all giving brief introductions. Care to join us?”

“Hi! I’m Himiko Toga! Just Himiko is fine! My favorite thing is blood! If any of you get injuries be sure to let me see!”

Overly excited from the sight she got from the window, Toga jubilantly laid her heart out quickly infront of the class before sitting back down with a large grin on her more intensely blushing cheeks. Silence and fearful confusion draped the rest of the class due to her introduction. Homeroom eventually moved on while Toga’s mind began fantasizing about how the boy outside the window would look covered in more blood. The rest of the school day faded into the background as she began stalking her prey and gathering information from around the school. Izuku Midoriya. Class 1-A. Seat Number 18. Childhood friends with Katsuki Bakugo. And lastly, he left school with two other students today. She begrudgingly clawed at the corners of the wall she was hiding behind to watch.

“So close.” she thought while struggling to control her bloodlust and leaving to go to the preordained meeting spot with Tsukauchi right past the school gate. Tsukauchi was waiting there in a tan trenchcoat and smiled when Toga approached.

“Good to see you came on time. Did something good happen?” he asked, noting Toga’s jubilant demeanor.

“I found a boy I’m interested in.” she responded, skipping over to the detective.

“I-I suppose that is to be expected of a girl your age. I hope a bit of bad news won’t sour your mood though. You are going to have to stay at the police HQ for another day”.

Tsukauchi adjusted his hat and started walking. Toga jubilantly followed behind, not responding at all to the news.

“Did you remember to visit the teacher’s office?”, the detective asked plainly.

“Nope!” Toga energetically said, typing on her phone and tailing right behind Tsukauchi.

“My hopes were too high after seeing you come on time then. Don’t forget again tomorrow, ok?” he said in an attempt to compromise with her.

“Mhm!”

“And don’t forget to pay attention in class.”

“Mhm!”

“Also don’t forget to tackle him to the ground and kiss him.”

“Mhm!”

“You aren’t listening, based on that last response.” the detective said with a hint of smugness as he smiled.

Toga stepped up to walk beside him.

“I was! I just gotta jump on Izuku!” she stated, proud of the suggestion he gave her.

“I-Izuku? You mean Izuku Midoriya?” Tsukauchi was taken aback by the identity of her crush and that she felt she was already on a first name basis with him.

“Yeah...” she responded, half in a daze, no doubt about Izuku. “You know him? Have any good pictures?”

“I will let you handle Midoriya.” he said, deflecting both the topic and her question by lowering the brim of his hat even further.

“I hope the Symbol of Peace knows the butterfly effect he set in motion with these two kids”.

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#boku no hero academia #himiko toga #hero!toga #himiko is a hero #chapter 1 #izuku midoriya #naomasa tsukauchi #all might #toshinori yagi #midnight #my hero academia #toga himiko

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Snaaap. There goes the lead of another pencil. Losing this one wasn’t as annoying since this Hero Analysis for the Future was running out of pages. So much for a break from preparing for the License Exam. I got up to stretch and get my mind off the notebook only the be interrupted by a diligent knocking on the door. Only one person that could be. I went over to my room’s door and opened it. An odd pair was there to greet me. Iida and Mineta.

Iida: Midoriya! We humbly request that you accompany us on replenishing school supplies!

Mineta: Yeah! Come to the mall with us!

Both of them were so excited about it. Something had to be going on here. But I did need more supplies either way…

Deku: Mmhm. I’ll come. Just give me some time to get ready, ok?

That grin on Mineta’s face when I said I would go. What perverted thoughts were he thinking?

Iida: We will all meet at the school gate in 15 minutes exactly. Do not be late Mineta!

Mineta: No way I would ever be late to restocking precious school supplies with my most studious classmates. I’ll go there right away.

Mineta walked off with a confident stride after saying his piece. Iida was smiling, completely in belief of Mineta’s righteous intentions. Regardless of what Mineta might be up to, I actually had stuff to do at the mall. Unintentionally ignoring Iida by closing my door, I dressed myself, grabbed my backpack and went to the meeting spot. Obviously Iida was there before me.

Iida: Midoriya! 3 minutes ahead of time I see.

Deku: Mineta isn’t here yet? He seemed pretty energetic about it.

Mineta: I’m here I’m here I’m here.

He came running up to us and stopped to pant once he reached us. I saw that he was wearing a yellow backpack, kinda like mine. Guess he really did plan to buy supplies if he brought a backpack the size of himself.

Iida: I have planned the route already with your recommendations, Mineta. If we follow it, then we should be able to go everywhere while avoiding major traffic during the day. There is even time allocated for lunch and other places.

Deku: Trustworthy as always, Iida.

Mineta: Lead the way, leader!

Iida: Thank you for your diligence in school activities. Both of you.

After bowing to both of us, Iida set off to lead all of us. I followed behind him and then Mineta behind me. I made small talk with both of them as Iida led us to the mall. Today was a Saturday, so the mall was as packed as it would get all week. Now just to follow Iida’s plan. Those two took the lead into the center of the mall while I caught myself looking around before catching up.

Deku: Where to first?

Iida: Mineta recommended notebooks first, so I selected a few options.

He took out his phone to review the locations again.

Mineta: Yeah. Always need more of those, right?

Deku: But wouldn’t it make more sense to go-

Words got caught in my mouth. A chill encompassed my whole body as two hands caressed my body from below my ribcages up to the center of my chest. Even though my backpack was in the way, there was a foreign softness better than any pillow I had ever touched pressing against me. My body was immobilized and my face flushed red.

Iida: Midoriya what is wro-

Mineta: OOOOH MIDORIYA! WHY ARE THERE TWO ARMS FEELING YOU UP?!

Despite the chaos inherent to the mall, one voice was my sole focus as I heard her whisper.

Toga: Today we get to go on a date. Isn’t that great, Deku?

I remained frozen as she then stepped out from behind me and waved to Mineta and Iida with her half sleeve-covered hand.

Iida: E-explain yourself! Who are you and how do you know Midoriya?

Toga: I’m Himiko Toga. His girlfriend.

Iida & Mineta: You’re his….

My conciousness barely returned in time to respond.

Deku: N-no s-shes…

Toga: A childhood friend. And girlfriend to be.

Mineta: Midoriya. How come you get to have two blonde childhood friends. And one of them is a cute girl!

Iida: This is… well… if Miss Toga also requires school supplies. The first place to go is-

Iida was desperately trying to recover the situation that Toga threw into disarray. And his voice was getting further away. Since when did Toga grab my arm and start leading me away? And since when did my feet start following along with her? I looked forward to see her two gold buns bouncing gently as she faced directly forward, leading me somewhere. I was almost infatuated, but the strong grip she had on my wrist was just barely enough to remind me that she was a villain. I could report her here in the mall. Just like Shigaraki…

Deku: Toga. Where are we going?

Toga: …

Deku: Toga! Are you listening to me?

Toga: Ah!

She stopped and turned to face her right. I nearly ran into her with how suddenly her movement and grip on my wrist ended. I followed her gaze to see what made her stop abducting me all of a sudden.

Mineta: Hey! You two can’t elope yet!

Iida: We must stay on schedule if we plan to visit everywhere.

Iida and Mineta caught up to us, leaving all 4 of us staring at this store Toga had initially stopped in front of. We stared at this store with an oppressively grim aesthetic. It seemed like a place Tokoyami would stop in front of. The part all of our eyes were drawn to were the line of Stain chibi figures.

Mineta: Woah! Those dolls are creepy!

Toga: mutter Look at how cute they are Even the masks are done with care They even got the detail on his serrated blades But it kinda looks like a sword breaker at that size But there is so much care You can still feel his aura on it can’t you can’t you? mutter

Mineta: Woah! Midoriya’s girlfriend is creepy in the same way as Midoriya!

Deku: W-what does that mean? And shes not my girlfriend!

Mineta: Thats the same thing that happens whenever you see All Might merch.

Deku: N-no…

Mineta: Yeah! Her muttering was just more aggressive than yours!

I was so busy trying to refute Mineta that I didn’t notice Toga approaching Iida until the last second.

Toga: He gave you guidance too, huh?

Iida responded with silence and adjusted his glasses.

Toga: You want to be a hero too?

What was Toga going to ask next… I had a bad feeling about letting her continue to throw questions at Iida like that. She didn’t know that we fought Stain, but her questions were so pointed they were bound to coax some response that wouldn’t be good. I stepped towards them and opened my mouth, but Mineta spoke first.

Mineta: Hey creepy blondie! We have school supplies to buy. So hurry up and buy your Stain doll or whatever, because me, Iida, and Midoriya have a date with school.

I couldn’t believe Mineta was the one denying a girl. He was being oddly goal oriented today. Not that it was a problem for him to be serious for once. Unfortunately, Toga also got more serious. I hadn’t seen her like this before. She usually looked so upbeat, but now she was glaring at Mineta like she wanted to murder someone that had stolen something from her. I definitely had to stop a villain from harming someone.

Deku: How about I buy you one, Toga?

She immediately turned to me with a glowing smile while Iida sighed.

Iida: Please hurry Midoriya. We are already behind schedule.

I could tell Iida was glad I helped calm the situation. Not letting his trust in me go to waste, I stepped into the store confidently. Toga was right behind me the whole time. The inside of the store had a bit of an oppressive aura, but I focused on my goal and successfully bought the figure before hurrying out. All Might. Was buying a figure of the villain you put in jail for another villain the right choice?

Deku: Here Toga. The Stain figure you wanted.

Hands rapidly appeared from her sleeves to take it. A big smile that fully showed off her teeth came to her blushing face.

Toga: A gift from Deku while on a date…

Iida: The closest place to stay on schedule are the stores for pencils. Let’s go.

Iida cut the moment short and took lead of the group. Toga was much more compliant now and walked beside me as I followed Iida. Mineta walked behind us. What were all 3 of them thinking about? Mineta’s intentions evaded me, Iida must have been trying his best to ignore Toga’s addition to the group, and Toga… well… I could feel her left shoulder bumping against me. I looked over to see why she was doing that. She was just facing straight forward and following Iida too.

Mineta: Pssst. Midoriya. Her hand.

Deku: Wha…

Mineta: Her hand. Let go of your backpack.

My hands were on my backpack straps like usual. I was unsure of where Mineta’s line of thought was going but we both knew he was going to keep saying that until I relented. Obeying Mineta’s wishes, my right hand lowered to my side. It seemed like Toga took instant notice because I could feel her fingers brushing against mine. Was the mall temperature getting hotter? Why did the intersection of Toga’s hand and sweater feel so nice? Were we close to the store yet? Why were her fingers intertwining with mine? My mind raced back to the time we first kissed and compared her current initiation of hand holding to that kiss. I could feel my face intensely blushing and just as a raised my free hand to cover it...

Iida: Here we are!

Toga and I jumped upon the sudden exclamation and separated.

Mineta: Show me what kind of pencils you use most, Iida! You too, Deku!

Deku: Eh? I don’t use anything special. Just a few highlighters.

Mineta: Show me which ones then.

Iida: Well firstly, do you prefer pens or pencils?

Deku: Pencils.

Mineta: Pens.

Iida: Pens, Mineta? Do you usually take notes with pen? That is very dangerous.

Mineta: Eh? What’s so dangerous about em?

We continued talking as we entered the first supplies store. At first I didn’t even notice that Toga didn’t follow us into the store. About 10 minutes went by.

Mineta: Hey Midoriya. Where did your cute blondie go?

Deku: Y-your? I don’t own her. She isn’t even my girlfriend.

Mineta: But you do think she is a cute blondie. You didn’t deny that part.

Deku: …

Mineta: Blondes are totally your type huh! Bakugo also has blonde hair!

While Mineta continued to assault me I noticed that Iida had went out to talk to Toga. While still providing ample responses to Mineta, I focused on what they were talking about.

Iida: Your school uniform looks familiar but the proportions make me think it’s custom made?

Toga: … Iida: Either way, more school supplies never hurt. Do you want to join us?

Toga: …

Her eyes never left her phone. It was painful to watch Iida be ignored so thoroughly.

Iida: Even a new pencilbag? I’d gladly foot the bill for-

Toga: You don’t want to talk about Stain, right?

Iida: ...

Toga: If you don’t want to talk about Stain, then you are just in the way of me and Deku.

Deku: Ah.

Mineta: Ah? Ah isn’t a pen color, Midoriya.

Deku: Ah… think blue is a good color.

Mineta: What’s with the sudden accent? See a good-looking girl pass by? I’ll have to tell your childhood girlfriend about that.

Iida rejoined us before I could think up a response to what Mineta said.

Iida: Sorry for leaving suddenly. Let’s continue before the event starts and the mall gets busy.

Deku: Event in the mall? What is it about?

Mineta: Focus! School supplies are more important than some silly mall event.

Another 10 minutes went by and we successfully bought the writing utensils we sought and thought would be useful. Once finished, we exited the store and awaited Iida’s guide on where to go next. There was something wrong though…

Deku: Where did Toga go?

Mineta: Wow. Usually I have to focus on the girls, but Midoriya is relieving me of that. Where did everyone ELSE go?

Iida: The mall does seem… empty.

Deku: Does it have something to do with that event?

Iida: The swi-

Mineta: Wait wait wait! Do you hear that?

Silence. In just another second we heard it though. The sound of a thousand feet making repeated contact with the ground. Getting louder and louder.

Deku: Mineta! Iida! Stay close!

We all got back to back as “it” came into sight. A tidal wave of people. This must have been due to whatever event was happening. If we planned to try and follow Iida’s schedule though, we had to not be whisked away. I stared the mob down to try and glean any possible information. Most people in the front were carrying cameras. That was the only detail I could manage to catch before they were upon us. I tried to grab both Iida and Mineta’s hands but our grips were for naught once we were hit.

Deku: Mineta! Iida!

I vainly called out. I could barely even hear myself in the crowd, let alone hold my place. If I tried resisting the flow of the crowd I would no doubt lose my footing. My height didn’t allow me to look over the crowd either. While trying to think up a plan to escape, I felt a sudden pressure against my neck. My hands snapped up to try and get it off. Was I really getting abducting in the middle of this? Feeling around I could tell it was someone’s arm, but it caught me so off guard my resistance was too weak. My consciousness began to fade and the next thing I knew my knees hit the ground and I was gasping for air. After desperately breathing for what felt like an eternity I slowed raised my head. My right cheek was greeted by a warm hand.

Toga: Hi again.

Deku: Toga… where are we?

Toga: Between stores.

I got up to my feet and took a few steps to confirm it, even though Toga was always truthful up until now. We were indeed in a small space between two stores right by where the mob went by. It got narrower the further away from the main hall you went, but it was still easy enough to see.

Deku: We have to go find Iida and Mineta.

Toga firmly grasped my hand as I took a step out of this alcove. Oh no.

Toga: Let’s continue our date now.

Deku: I have to make sure they are ok first.

Toga pulled my arm and I stumbled backwards. The space was too small for us both to be side by side shoulder-wise. Using the dimensions of this cramped hall, Toga pinned me against the wall and had a drawn a butterfly knife. My backpack compressed against the wall, but more importantly when looking down I saw and felt Toga compressing against me.

Toga: You’re blushing too. Do you like this Deku?

I tried looking directly up. Anything but looking down at the girl pressing herself against me.

Toga: Since we are in a public place you could have turned me in, right? Right? But you didn’t. You don’t see me as a villain do you?

Deku:…

Having a knife to my throat definitely made it easier to see her as one.

Toga: Do you see me as your girlfriend? We consummated it, didn’t we?

Deku: Himiko…

Himiko: You even used my first name! It makes my heart beat faster when you say it. You can feel that, can’t you?

Given the distance between my body and her heart at the moment, yes. It was easy to tell even though my own heart was going crazy from stimulation. Please don’t stab me…

Toga: As boyfriend and girlfriend we should know lots and lots about each other, right? So we should ask each other stuff. I’ll go first!

I really didn’t have an option in this. I had to be careful with how I answered her. Didn’t want her knife to press against my neck and didn’t want to say anything that was supposed to be secret.

Toga: Stain! What do you think about Stain?

Deku: Well… He is a guy that stuck to his ideals. That showed in everything he did.

Toga: Yeah! Yeah! And he got super popular for cutting up so many people. I want to be just like him. I want to kill him.

I couldn’t tell if she really understood what Stain wanted or not. Either way, she paused talking and looked up at me with a big smile. Guess she wanted a question out of me.

Deku: C-could you lower your knife?

I instinctively braced for whatever repercussion my words would have. If she went for an attack it would be obvious for me to try and exit to the left, so my best chance was to escape further down into the darkness and maybe use Full Cowling to get away somehow? Toga’s grin not disappearing made me worry even more. She lowered the knife from my neck to my thigh.

Toga: Oh! Do you prefer it in the leg? Does it feel better there or in the arms?

Deku: I-I… uh….

Toga: It’s ok. I’ll stab you both places just to check. WAIT. Was that just my question?

Energetic as ever. To get out of this situation...I didn’t have any room to work with. Disarming her wouldn’t work; she probably had more knives. Maybe something like last time then...

Deku: Can we hold hands?

Her head bobbed up and down what seemed like twenty times in confirmation as my left hand met her right hand. We were now both holding the knife. Situation improved. I could at least look her head on now and see her golden eyes pierce the darkness and stare directly at me.

Toga: Ok, ok. My turn. My face.

H-her face? Well it was blushing now as she stared directly at me. Being this close, I could see her eyes looked like she didn’t have a normal sleep schedule. Guess Shigaraki didn’t give a good work schedule. Also the way she was affectionately staring at me was… distracting.

Himiko: Your hand!

A-ah. I got it. Didn’t have to shout when we were so close together. I put my right hand on her cheek and she instantly started nuzzling it. Her cheek felt soft in my hand, like a cat seeking affection. Himiko’s cute factor went up by 10 when she wasn’t trying to stab me… W-wait. Himiko?? It was Toga… Toga...

Toga: Your turn.

Huh? I completely forgot. This was the mall. Toga found me. I had to find Iida and Mineta. I bought her a Stain figure. School supplies. Gold buns. Wave of people. Question…

Deku: Why don’t you become a hero? Your quirk has something to do with stealth and you are good at surprise attacks so maybe you could be a hero like Edgeshot or-

Toga: That’s not a dirty question like your other ones.

Deku: Dirty?

Toga: Mhm. Dirty.

Deku: But… about being a hero. You could-

The words I were saying were being stuffed back into my mouth by her. Once again her lips were pressed against mine. It felt different this time however. I tried to match tongue movements or at least fend her off this time but she was still way better than me. Or at least way more aggressive. I was quickly overpowered in the kiss as she squeezed my right hand and put her left over the one on her face. There was no way to resist Himiko when she put her all into something. Her legs brushed against mine and I squeezed her hand back. Time fell to the wayside. I lost track of everything except Himiko and eventually I felt her pull back. My eyes opened and I saw her, mouth agape, with a sliver of saliva connecting her outstretched tongue to mine. She still had a stupidly large grin across her face as she bared her fangs in an alluring and endearing way.

Himiko: Do you think the world is a hard place to live in?

That question. I was instantly compelled to provide an answer. Did Himiko ask that now so that I would give an impulsive answer? What did that question mean...

And then there was a low growling sound with an unmistakable source that instantly altered the mood. In an instant, Himiko was out of the crevice and crouched on the ground in the main hall of the mall. Guess Shigaraki didn’t pay well either.

Himiko: Aaaaah! That was not cute at all! Not at all!

Deku: Himiko, it’s fine. Really.

My words of encouragement came out scrunched as I waddled my way out in at least 4 times the time it took Himiko.

Deku: If we can figure out which way the food court is, I can buy you some food.

And then there was another low growling sound with an unmistakable source. My wallet was expressing it’s distress at losing so much money in one day. Especially with all that money going towards someone else.

I walked around to her front where she was covering her face and held out my right hand to her.

Deku: I’ll always help someone out that needs it. Because that’s what a hero does.

Himiko: Aaaaah! And now Deku is saying dreamy stuff to me!

Deku: D-dreamy?

In the moment she caught me off guard with her response, she also grabbed my hand and arose with a renewed joyous expression.

Himiko: This way!

Deku: H-huh?

She gave my arm a strong initial tug, forcing me to walk beside her. Leaving no other option, I complied. While she began humming and swinging our arms in wide arcs like we were a lovesick couple, I tried texting Mineta and Iida. Iida usually responded quickly, but I didn’t expect a response from Mineta. Hopefully they found each other. Looking around where Himiko was leading me, I noticed us getting a few looks. Himiko’s jubilant showing of affection made me nervous. Wait. People were back around? After the mob and Himiko rescuing me, the mall looked pretty empty. When did people start showing up again? How long were we kissing for? I should probably try and get answers out of her.

Deku: Hey Toga.

She just continued humming. I guess I really needed to remember to use her first name now.

Deku: Himiko.

Himiko: Yes?

Deku: You know about the event at the mall, right? That’s why you used your Quirk to vanish and then save me?

Himiko: …

Deku: Himiko?

Himiko: Yes?

Deku: My question?

Himiko: …

She completely avoided my question. Did she know that I worded it so she would confirm that her Quirk had to do with stealth? Guess I had to go with the bare minimum then.

Deku: Something happened to cause the mob earlier right, Himiko?

Himiko: A swimsuit whatever. The girls weren’t very cute.

Deku: Eh? A swimsuit event…

So everyone in the mall was gathering towards that huh. That means it ended because more people were around now. I doubt Himiko would give me any other useful information about it considering how dismissive her first answer was. My thoughts on the situation and our trip to the food court were interrupted by a voice from behind us.

???: Hey! Sir with the yellow backpack! Mam with the buns! I have to ask you something!

Me and Himiko both instinctively looked back to see that the person was mall security.

Himiko: Run.

I could tell an instant the seriousness in Himiko’s voice as her body lurched to initiate movement in a different direction.

Deku: No. It will be fine.

Her grip on my hand got lighter so I gripped her hand harder in exchange.

Deku: mutter She seems wary of cops Then they might recognize her If she ran now she wouldn’t be able to escape cleanly even if her Quirk let her turn invisible Would need some kind of distraction Maybe by hurting someone Nothing good could happen from running at this point The best option to protect everyone would be to mutter

Himiko: Deku. Let go. I’m scared. He’s going to kill me.

Never heard her whine like that before.

Security: Sorry to disturb you two.

The time to run passed. I had to stand my ground. If they were after Himiko then I would have to…

Security: May I see your backpack, sir?

Deku: Huh? Sure.

Letting go of Himiko’s hand, I took off and presented my backpack to the single security personnel. While it was still in my hands, he opened it. The disposition on his face went from calm and amicable to determined.

Security: I’m sorry sir, but I am going to have to take you in for questioning.

Deku: WHAT!

I instantly looked into my backpack to see what made them say that. My face flushed deep red. Panties. Bras. Even though the school supplies I bought were clearly on top of them, the lingerie was obviously plentiful. I didn’t look earlier when I just threw the supplies into my backpack. The lingerie didn’t weigh enough for me to ever notice the difference. When did this happen? Did Himiko put them there? What happened?

Deku: I-I’m sorry, I’m sure there is an explanation for this somehow.

Security: You will have plenty of time to spin your story later. Come with me.

He turned on his walkie talkie.

Security: This is Unit H. I have found the suspected lingerie thief. Yes. Gather the contestants.

He definitely said something important there but my mind was too jumbled to parse it. What happened to get me here. Think, Deku, think. I just needed a bit of time to think through all these details.

Himiko: Those are mine.

Confused, both the security officer and I turned to Himiko. I was so focused on my backpack, I didn’t even notice that she had stayed despite the security guard focusing on me.

Himiko: We were out buying tons of cute underwear. See? Don’t you think this would look good on me?

Himiko reached into my backpack and pulled out a frilled purple brassiere with a bow on the front. I looked down out of embarrassment while the officer lowered the brim his cap.

Security: I… must have mistook you then. The culprit was said to be working alone. But just to be sure-

And then an unexpected third party appeared. The only one that could fully save Himiko and me from this pinch.

Iida: Midoriya! I’m glad I caught up. I saw you were with Miss Himiko for the last 10 minutes so I just steadily came towards you two.

He ran up to me while panting. Thank you for this perfect escape, Iida.

Deku: Yeah. We were just heading to the food court to see if we could look for you.

Iida: Good good then- Miss Toga! What are those!

Himiko: My bra. And panties too. Think they look cute?

Security: I’ve seen enough here. You clearly are not the culprit if this young man saw you with your female friend for the past 10 minutes. Sorry to disturb you.

The security officer bowed to us and took his leave. Himiko put the bra back in my backpack.

Deku: Iida. Thank you so much. You came at just the right time.

Iida: Midoriya. You are going to have to explain what happened.

Deku: Alright Iida, but first to the food court.

Iida: I forgot to mention this earlier but…

Iida appearified two delicious looking bentos from somewhere on his person. I hadn’t even realized my own hunger until I saw them.

Iida: I gave Mineta his earlier, but forgot to give you yours, Midoriya. As for Miss Toga, I only made 3 in the morning. You are free to have mine.

Himiko: Its ‘kay. Deku already told me he would get me a burger and fries.

Deku: I-I did?

Himiko: Yes. Because you are a lovely boyfriend.

Iida: I imagined Midoriya would be.

Deku: W-wha…

Somehow I got stuck buying Himiko exactly what she wanted. Even though I intended to buy her food in the first place, it felt different when forced by mutual agreement of her and Iida. Especially when they agreed about something untrue. After getting her food and finding a place to sit, me and Iida decided to reconcile over his bentos.

Deku: I guess I should go over what happened to me first. After I lost you and Mineta in that crowd, Himiko found me and pulled me out. Since then we were walking around trying to find either you or Mineta.

Iida: Hmm. Why didn’t you send a text to me sooner?

Deku: O-oh… I thought I did but I guess I just sent one to Mineta.

There was no way I would tell Iida any of the other stuff that happened. Looking over at Himiko to confirm her compliance in my omission of details, I was just in time to witness her take a bite of her burger. Her mouthed opened wide, letting the light glisten off her overly sharp canines. With the speed of a wild animal, they came down suddenly into the burger. Her mouth really was designed for that huh…

Iida: Midoryia!

My head snapped straight forward to look at Iida again.

Deku: Y-yes?

Iida: I asked if either you or Miss Toga heard about the event today?

Deku: The event… you mean the swimsuit contest?

Iida: Yes. Did you know about that before we came today?

Deku: No, not at all. I didn’t even plan on coming to the mall today. I was trying to ask you about it earlier.

Iida: I see. Mineta and I stayed together a bit longer than you, however we were ultimately separated by the time the crowd calmed. I found myself at the location of the event.

Deku: Did you stay?

Iida: No. I left to look for either you or Mineta after texting you both. I found you first in that situation…

Deku: O-oh. About that. In my pack those are-

Himiko: Not mine.

Iida: I assumed neither of you were participating in… illicit actions so broadly. But, it is worrying. Do you think someone may have used those to frame you for something?

Deku: mutter Frame me Why would someone want to frame me And frame me with what A crime maybe But they would have to set up for it Know that I would be here And was it me specifically A villain maybe What would they have to gain from it Perhaps they wanted to mutter

Deku: !

Iida: Did you realize something, Midoriya?

Deku: Yes! I know what happened. I think.

Himiko: Climax comic! Climax comic!

Ignoring the exaggerated arm movements and chanting of a Himiko that had just finished eating, I began to lay out what happened.

Deku: It all began when the culprit first learned about the Swimsuit Contest. From there they devised their plan. They needed to build their team of unwitting accomplices. First, they got Iida to come along with the promise of being school supplies. Being the studious class president, there was no way he would turn down the chance to help someone from his class with school. Unknowingly, Iida would also do work for his plan by drawing up the route through the mall they would take. After confirming the route, the culprit and Iida went on to the second person, me. I don’t know how, but the culprit must have known I was free and needed some supplies. I agreed, not knowledgeable of the fact that I was poised to take the fall. The culprit went back to their room and got two required materials: a yellow backpack just like mine, and girl’s lingerie to put into my backpack in order to implicate me. All three of us went to the mall then, with the culprit always being in the back of the group so that they could transfer the lingerie from their backpack to mine without any of us noticing. From there we were supposed to go to the mall, get separated, and have the cops find me as the culprit and take the fall. But there was one errant element that the culprit couldn’t predict. Himiko Toga. With her sudden appearance and whisking away of me, the fall man, he desperately tried to put us back on schedule. He succeeded in getting Himiko to play nicely by having me buy her the Stain figure. With that we returned to the path the culprit needed. According to their plan, the mob separated the three of us. Iida was separated and wandered around to find everyone else. Meanwhile the culprit got the chance to go all the way to the Swimsuit Contest and steal the lingerie from the girls while they were busy wearing their swimsuits. Due to his stature, if anyone saw him they would report it with the most visible feature. His yellow backpack. In another part of the mall, Himiko pulled me out of the crowd and we went to get food while the mall security was on lookout for a boy with a yellow backpack. I was the one the security found first. Thankfully Himiko and Iida bailed me out, most likely preventing the culprit from having enough time to get away. So right now that culprit, that perverted culprit, should be getting what he deserves. Minoru Mineta’s karma!

Iida: … Impressive.

I didn’t pay attention at all to how long and rambly my summary of the day’s events were. It just felt amazing to state all my deductions clearly. Himiko’s head was resting on my shoulder, but the adrenaline of my reasoning made me focus on what Iida’s response would be, other than the applause he was giving me.

Iida: Mineta played us like a fiddle…

Deku: I think so Iida. It makes sense, right?

Iida: How could I let him use us like this… for this….?

Iida seemed deeply upset by it. And then he shot up out of his seat.

Iida: As the class president, I must make this right!

Deku: H-how?

Iida: By taking your backpack to the proper authorities and explaining everything as you have to me right now.

Deku: Th-theres no way they would believe that.

Iida: If Mineta was caught, then your story should make sense.

Deku: If you think my deduction was right then go ahead then. I should go with you.

Iida: Thank you for your trust in me, however you must take care of the sleeping Miss Toga.

Deku: Sleeping? When did she start sleeping?

Iida: Near the beginning of your explanation.

It was so boring that only Iida could stay awake through it huh… Iida proceeded to clean up our table and depart with my backpack. Now it was just me and Himiko again. Just me and a girl sleeping with her head on my shoulder. They must have turned off the air in this mall. It felt like everyone around was staring. I couldn’t tell if it was aimed at me or Himiko, or both of us. Having to watch after her while she slept in such a public place was… unnerving.

Deku: Ok Himiko. We have to go somewhere else.

This was perhaps one of the single worst ideas I had ever formulated. Carefully, I put Himiko on my back for transportation. This position was much worse for me because we made way more contact than if I princess carried her, but a princess carry would incite many more questions from onlookers. This was the only option. I just had to endure it until we got somewhere more private. Putting one foot in front of the other, I walked. Every step felt like I was going through an alternating corridor of ice and fire from Todoroki. My heart couldn’t stop beating with my hands feeling the smooth skin of Himiko’s legs. Just had to control my breathing and keep moving. Forward. Forward. Forward… until the eyes stopped. I looked around and found myself in a side alley. W-why did I walk here?

Himiko: My dear, sweet Deku…

My whole body froze up in an instant. Her hands wrapped around my chest and began feeling around. Teasing. After being completely enraptured, the sudden and strong kick action on my back made me fall forward onto my knees. Did she just use me as a springboard?

Himiko: You made such a cute noise Deku. I want to play some more.

Before I could get back to my feet, the entire weight of Himiko’s body came upon me. It was enough to lay me out on the ground, with her body grinding against my back.

Himiko: I really, really do. But I have to go now.

Deku: Th-then… w-why did you…

Himiko: And next time, I’ll use my mouth.

Her voice kept getting closer and closer to my ear until I could feel her teeth making glancing contact with my ear.

Himiko: I saw you staring.

I-i was… staring? After putting that thought into my head, her weight was suddenly gone. I instinctively jumped up to try and catch her before she vanished. To my luck she was just standing a few steps away with her hands behind her back.

Himiko: Before I go, I have a present! A present for my boyfriend! Will you like it? Will you love it as much as you love me?

Deku: I haven’t even seen it yet. How could I know?

Himiko: Here, here!

The overly giddy Himiko closed the gap and put what felt like a manga in my hands. I looked down to try and identify what it was.

Deku: This is…!

Himiko: Mhm, mhm!

Deku: AN ALL MIGHT NOT SAFE FOR WORK DOUJIN?!? THESE ARE ALWAYS THE FIRST TO SELL OUT! PHYSICAL STOCK CAN NEVER KEEP UP AND THE SCANNERS NEVER CAPTURE THE TRUE QUALITY THIS ARTIST IS CAPABLE OF PUTTING OUT! THIS IS EVEN FROM ONE OF THE MOST FAMOUS ARTISTS ESPECIALLY KNOWN FOR THEIR SKILL AT DRAWING-

Ah. Himiko was gone.

#boku no hero academia #himiko toga #deku #izuku midoriya #tenya iida #minoru mineta

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Toga Attack

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Another day of training at school came and went. Since the dorm system at U.A. was almost ready, I headed straight home after a hard day of physical training at school. The practice was the last part of the day, so I just went home in my training suit instead of changing back into the uniform. As I reached for the door knob to my house, the door swung open and I was greeted by my mom. She was dressed in fancier clothes than what she usually wore when she went out to the store or something.

“Going somewhere, Mom?”

Mom was smiling a lot and had a small hint of blush.

“Oh, Midoriya! I’m going to be out until later tonight. If you need anything it should be in the kitchen drawer.”

What would I need from the kitchen drawer? More importantly, why was she in such a hurry to leave?

“O-ok, Mom. Have fun.”

I decided not to question it and stepped aside for mom.

“Good luck Izuku.”, mom whispered into my ear as she passed by me and left.

Good luck? I did tell her that I planned to pack up my stuff today for the dorms, but that didn’t really need luck… did it? I proceeded into my house while contemplating Mom’s attitude and what it meant. I unconsciously put my school bag on the couch downstairs and then went right up to my room. My movements were a big sluggish with every step from all the training. The thing that snapped my thoughts of Mom and exhaustion was the pair of legs adorned in knee high socks and a pleated skirt just short enough so he could almost see….

“U-um”, I stammered as I froze at the scene.

There was a pair of legs right there. Someone was looking under my bed and they were shaking their butt while rummaging under there until I entered and mumbled. The room was still for a moment. Then they backed up and stood. About my height. Messy gold buns on her head. A school uniform I didn’t recognize. With a twirl they were suddenly much closer to me in an instant.

“Hi hi Deku!”, the blonde haired girl jubilantly half-yelled right infront of my face.

Deku? Only Uraraka and Kacchan called me that. Was this girl a friend of theirs?

“Are you stunned by how cute I am, Deku?”

“Yes. N-no! What! Why are you calling me Deku?”, in a fluster from what she said I blurted out a weak first question. There were more pressing things than how she referred to me.

“You wrote it in your diary. It’s your nickname right? It’s cute!”

Diary? I store those in my bedside table. She was looking around my room earlier! And her voice sounded familiar…

“My name is Toga. Toga Himiko!”

Wait a minute. That voice... She was one of the villains that that took Kacchan! My hand reached directly for my pocket and…! The training suits didn’t have pockets. Toga grabbed my right hand as it finished it’s reaching into pocket motion and brought both my hands up to her chest. My reaction time must have been harmed greatly from exhaustion as I didn’t react to the villain’s movements and just let her lead me. She was being so gentle.

“Deku… Are you hurt anywhere?”

Weird question.

“No, wh-”

By the second word I was saying I found myself flying through the air. The timing of events was just as quick and just as shocking as Shinso’s quirk. Toga had thrown me onto my bed in the moment I spent considering the ramifications of her question. Was I so exhausted I couldn’t even resist? Was she that strong to throw me like that? Thankfully my bed was soft and my back’s contact with it didn’t hurt. Before I could try to sit up though, she jumped ontop of my waist while wielding a knife in one hand.

“You look so cute when you’re hurt.”

A shiver went down my spine as she brandished her weapon. She was definitely going to try and hurt me. I have no idea what she is capable of or what her quirk is. No one will be coming to help. I have to defuse this situation. Deceiving her would be the safest option from this position.

“Show me.”, she firmly stated as she began swinging her knife.

I winced as she started cutting my jersey open. She could have just unbuttoned it instead of doing that! No cuts deeper then clothing either. Was she using a special cloth cutting knife or was she just that skilled? Either way, I had to be careful with my next move. She was now gazing down at me. I still had a few injuries and bruises visible from the training camp and Toga was blushing while staring at my chest. This situation was…

“Deku. This makes you excited too, huh?”

Damn. Where she was sitting was way bad.

“I-I um… have just never had a girl in my room before.”, I shyly muttered.

It got harder to think when the situation was a cute girl straddling me.

“Oh. Twice told me to have manners when visiting the home of a boy I like. So let’s have sex before I cut you up!”

Twice? Who was that? But more importantly, SEX?!?!? My face instantly flushed red when she said that. Th-this was the first girl to ever be in my room and she just said she wanted to have s-sex. A girl. A villain. Sex. She broke in. She liked me. She cut a hole in the crotch of my pants just now. She looked around my room earlier. She had dark red panties that matched her fingernails. She hurt my friends days ago. She tried to find my po- Wait.

“Sex~ Sex~ Sex with Deku~.”, Toga hummed happily as she grabbed my ankles and folded my knees to my chest.

“Wait! Wait Toga!”

I waved my hands, half covering my face as I tried to stop her in the middle of her jubilant singing. My penis was on display for Toga and this situation only made it stiffer.

“This is my first time Deku. Are you going to stab me hard? Are you going to make me bleed? Will it feel good?”

“I-It won’t hurt Toga. Just take it slow.”

What was I saying! She was the one raping me! I tried moving my legs a little but her grip was tight. I couldn’t break her grip and my hands were busy half-covering my face out of embarrassment. At least she didn’t have the knife in her hands anymore.

“Let’s feel pleasure together, Deku~”

She didn’t take it slow. The moment she made us connect, her hips slammed down on me. It caught me so off guard I felt as if I would cum from that alone.

“Hehehe I couldn’t find your porn but you like this, don’t you Deku? Is this your fetish? Let’s trade fetishes!”

I covered my face more as she started repeating her starting movement. No way I could look at her and not instantly finish. No way she could see my face like this either. I had to ignore what she was saying too. Think. Think…

“Your bruises are beautiful. I want to hurt you more. Have you bleed. That’s my fetish, Deku. And you like being dominated, right? Right?”

Think…

If she wanted sex.

She found a rhythm with our hips.

Then I would have to turn the tables on her.

She was huffing slightly.

I just had to use my quirk at the right moment.

Her insides felt way better than my hand.

Use her strength against her.

Her perverted toothy grin looked cute.

What would All Might do….!

“Virginia...”

All of a sudden there was a millisecond long pause as Toga said that one word. I instinctively moved my arms even further out of the way to see exactly what she was doing.

“SMAAAAAAAASH!”

Her grip on my ankles tightened as she slammed down against me with her invigorated shouting. Seeing a girl like that… I lost control and bit my bottom lip to stop myself from letting out my voice as I finished. Toga pre-emptively disconnected us with timing that led to me making my own chest sticky. D-did she read me that well?

“Hehehe Deku~. You like All Might, right? Your diary has a lot of attack names in them. Did you like mine? Did it make you swoon? Can I cut you next?”, Toga inquired while she leaned in closer to my face and let go of my legs to draw her knife again.

Yes. ...Yes. ……..Yes. NO.

But that was it! Seeing my All Might poster on the wall behind her combined with her lustful breathing I took my opportunity. Full Cowling 20% was enough. I immediately flipped the situation and got Toga’s back to my bed.

“Worry not, Toga! I will make you ejaculate without having to stab me!”

My smile came kinda easy despite the situation. All Might would be proud of this turn of events right? I had the villain restrained and now I just needed the knockout blow.

“… Stab me hard, Deku.”

The confidence and straight forwardness with what she said made me falter a bit. Also she still didn’t let go of that knife. Maybe I could bluff it. I noticed earlier that she had two knife holsters on her upper thighs. Since she was only holding one knife and it was in her right hand, all I had to do was reach down to her left thigh and…

“Are you going to do it, Deku?”

“I-if you don’t drop yours!”. Damn. My stuttering probably didn’t make it convincing.

“Stab us both.”

I tried intimidating her by slashing the knife up across her body not close enough to cut and… accidentally threw it. Did she do that? Did she have a magnetism quirk? No way I could have just thrown it like that…

“Did you want to see my boobs that much?”

I cut open her shirt diagonally with that knife throw. Her words piqued my curiosity. My then empty right hand came down and worked it’s way under the torn cloth of her school uniform.

“Soft, good squishiness, B cup? No maybe a bit bigger than that...”

Toga swapped the grip of the knife in her hand to an icepick grip. I almost missed it while judging her breast size. Focus! I took my hand out of her blouse and put it on my penis, refocusing my efforts on defeating her sexually.

“I’ll stab you, Toga!”

“Don’t miss again.”

I couldn’t tell if she was staring at the wounds on my stomach or my penis. Either option made me nervous. My hand made it easy to “stab” Toga without missing. It felt just as good as before inside her, but this was no time to savour it. I had to assault this cute villain with all my might!

“Deku…. Deku...”

My cheeks flushed as she began rhytmically moaning my name with my thrusts. I could see her breasts bouncing up and down slightly, still restricted by the torn clothing, with every movement. Toga’s left hand touched my cheek. I didn’t pin down her left hand… that was fine. I returned my attention to her face as she was opening her mouth wide. Her canines formed perfect equilateral triangles. The perfection in this almost hid the fact that the rest of her teeth where unusually sharp. I got distracted by her again. I didn’t notice she was trying to bite into my neck. If I noticed earlier I could have pushed her back, but now she was too close. I needed a quick solution to get her to stop.

“Kiss me!”, I half-shouted as it was the first thing that came to mind and I instantly closed my eyes.

I was surprised when she complied. A-a girls lips were touching mine. I could feel my whole body freeze up as Toga gave me my first kiss. She didn’t stop either. Her tongue “stabbed” its way through my lips and into my mouth. W-were all girls this aggressive? Did Toga have experience? She must have to be this good at kissing. And sex. My mind was going blank with her tongue dancing around and licking mine. I could barely stay focused. I had to pull out. The moment I tried though, I felt the cross section between the skin and smooth fabric of Toga’s knee highs press onto my butt, preventing escape.

“I’m still raping you, Deku.”

The breath of her words blew across my ear. I didn’t notice her even stop kissing to do that. By the time the gravity of her words got to my half-blanked mind, I couldn’t stop my penis from thrusting into Toga with renewed vigor. I couldn’t stop Full Cowling from activating at 1% either. And most of all, I couldn’t stop Toga from forcing our mouths together and controlling my tongue fully with aggressive movements. Toga coaxed me into ejaculating in her. My mind went fully blank as I lost control of my body.

A sharp jolt went through my body that brought me out of the pleasure-induced state Toga put me in. It was from my tongue? I realized it when Toga leaned away from the kiss.

“That was fun, right Deku? Very, very fun? I like seeing you so exhausted and damaged.”

My mouth opened to respond yes, but thankfully the pain in my mouth stopped me from vocalizing it.

“And now I get to taste your blood.”

I let her kiss me again. My body suddenly started feeling very heavy as if Toga vocalizing my exhaustion made it real. Her right arm broke free of the grip I had on it previously. She let go of her knife and caressed my face with both hands while sucking blood from my tongue. Was she related to Stain? Did she have a similar Quirk? Is that why her kiss made me exhausted? My body slumped over and Toga guided me down onto my right shoulder while still kissing me and sucking my tongue. Maybe she was actually a nice girl… Maybe she had a healing quirk like Recovery Girl? That was wishful thinking. My eyes fluttered and shut, with the last image I saw being Toga’s eyelids closed as she passionately kissed me.

When I woke up I was laying on my back in my bed… my bed… The villain! The villain I was supposed to to restrain with...sex… got away. Now that I thought about with a more clear mind, that strategy didn’t sound like it would work. I was just a virgin. And thinking back on what happened, it did feel like she was leading and predicting my movements. I got up to investigate what happened. It looked like my previously packed bags hadn’t been touched. That was mostly my casual clothes and computer. I was wearing my pajamas now, which meant Toga must have changed me. Hopefully it was Toga and Mom hadn’t come home while I was asleep. Next was my window. It was left open. Makes sense if she left that way; then she wouldn’t have been able to close it from the outside. No one would have been likely to see her either. Did she get in that way too? I couldn’t remember the window being left open earlier. I moved on and checked my hidden vault behind the All Might poster above my bedframe. Undisturbed. Good. She never found my porn. While noting the general similarity of my room and the disappearance of my torn school jersey, I decided that she had most definitely left without taking anything except possibly my jersey. Feeling hunger set in, I headed downstairs to check the rest of the house. Nothing seemed off. I got a snack and checked my school bag. The first bite of the snack reminded me of my hurt tongue. It wasn’t bleeding any longer but eating still hurt. Enduring the pain, I went through my phone to confirm that Toga didn’t send any weird texts. None sent. Breathing a sigh of relief after getting through that villain encounter, I took out my journal to write about the villain and

No way I could show this page to the police I couldn’t show it to All Might either No one could see this How did she have time to make this When was this made Did she cut up my All Might magazines for this Was this just made to compliment herself No way I said any of these even if I thought some This drawing was awful Utterly awful She had no drawing skill She couldn’t even give her real cup size huh That makes me feel a bit cheated Nothing about her quirk either This was all just information I already got from seeing her.

The sound of the front door opening and my mom announcing her return made me slam the notebook closed.

Toga Himiko was a dangerous villain. And a cute one too.

#boku no hero academia #toga himiko #deku #izuku midoriya #nsfw

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A Rao Encounter

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Outside. Orange. Sparse trees. This school was average looking, but it was all new to the school's newest arrival, Rao. At the gate stood the tall amazonian succubus with cigarette-styled lollipop in her mouth.

"This is the school, huh...", she stated to no one in particular.

Whilst taking in the scenario, a unique smell wafted closer and closer from behind. She quickly turned to see as a cheesecake person walked past carrying a box. The cake's dead looking face was adorned by a cigarette pillowing smoke. Their attire was... feminine and the person completely ignored Rao as they proceeded into the school. Presuming it was another student, Rao followed their scent from a distance, presuming the cake would lead her to where she was supposed to go. After a short while of walking, the smell led her directly to what looked like... barracks??? Rao was both surprised and impressed at the school's seemingly bountiful military budget. Upon marveling at the structure and imagining it's inhabitants, Rao's entrance to said building was delayed. If that was military-grade cheesecake, it might not take kindly to being followed. She decided to leave her luggage near the entrance before going inside in case said cake decided to challenge her. Once inside, she noted that the cheesecake had engaged a small blonde girl in conversation. Rao hid around the corner before either took notice. It would not be smart to engage two unknown rank personnel at once. Her position put her out of earshot in the L shaped hallway. It was not long before the cheesecake came around the corner, nearly ignoring the one-winged woman leaning against the wall. The cake did a small double take and turned back to speak to Rao.

"Hey. Can you light this for me?", it said while looking up to Rao and offering up it's cigarette.

Rao stood perfectly still, wondering what the cake was requesting of her. Did it want her to use some sort of fire magic or the like?

"Tch... nevermind.", the cheesy confection muttered as it walked off towards the entrance, now noticeably boxless.

Rao watched the cake as it went... surely it was female. It's hair and attire made it obvious...

"Staring at his ass won't bring him back desu."

The drill-haired girl that had spoken now had her shoulder tightly gripped by a surprised amazonian.

“Don't kill me before I get your name desu.", she said nonchalantly.

This girl... was she mocking Rao by saying 'desu' so needlessly? Rao spoke reluctantly to her.

"It is Rao."

"Rao-chan? Let's play Rock Paper Scissors. I win you do what I say desu. You win I do what you say desu."

A game... Of course Rao would never turn down a challenge.

"Accepted. Let us duel."

The blondie put the box in her hands down lackadaisically and prepared her hands for the game.

"Jan...ken...", she nearly mumbled in an unusually slow manner of speech for the game. Rao stared intensely at her hands.

"Pon."

The draw was scissors versus rock in Rao's favor. A small grin began to come across her face.

"Wait. You know I am a dullahan desu. My real draw is..."

She stuck out her tongue and displayed a flat piece of gum.

"Pahper dehsu."

"Oh! An astounding victory.", Rao said as she applauded the dullahan girl that had just tricked her.

"To Butch desu. He lives here.", she mumbled as she picked up the box and placed it between Rao's applauding hands.

The unnamed girl took little extra time to bask in the applause and then vanished. Now in an unfamiliar place and having suffered a defeat, the newcoming amazonian now had to find a person that went by the name "Butch".

#monster girl gamu #mgg #rao #lain

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Meringue x Reader

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Another day working at your XXXX firm fades away. You look down at your watch as it tells you the time is 7:00 P.M. Your ancient car fails to start up without an involved banging on the hood. Once your mobile tomb actually manages to start up, it only gets you halfway home before grinding to a stop in an unpopular street. You look out your window at a barren landscape with only a single bright orange sign saying "Milk Ho's" to interrupt the scenery. A sigh escapes your mouth as you know that your car won't fix itself and that you will have to go visit this weird looking place to acquire assistance. You get out, lock your car, and make the small trek over to the place.

Upon opening the front doors, you are greeted by a pleasant cake smell. Betraying the urging of your sense of smell to walk directly towards the scent, your eyes take in the scene. This place appears to look like a bar of sorts. The booths look slightly worn and the entire place looked tired. Eventually, your attention is drawn to the source of the delicious cake smell. As you walk towards the person you realize the gimmick of this place is most likely monster girls given the one right in front of you. The girl in front of you that seems to be made of cake removes a cigarette from her mouth before speaking.

"Gonna order or what?", muttered the twin-tailed cake girl whilst giving you a dead stare.

Your mouth drops as you are slightly stunned and order just a hamburger, completely neglecting the reason you even entered this place.

"Sure... Go sit wherever. It'll be out whenever".

The girl then turned to tell the kitchen your order. Her twin-tails swing closer to your face and you can't help but sniff them. Coming to your senses shortly after, you turn around to the rest of empty eatery and walk yourself over to a nearby booth to wait. Remembering your original reason for being here, you harden your resolve. The next time the cake girl appears you will ask her if anyone can help with your car. You assure yourself that you won't be distracted by her delicious smell, her beautiful twin-tails, her small-

"Hey! You gonna pay or what?", a familiar smoking-affected voice raises it's tone near your ear.

You must have been lost in thought and hurriedly offer up money. Whilst doing so, you notice her face is now lacking the cigarette from before. You offer her one, hopefully so that she will stay around longer.

"... Sure. I ran out anyways...".

She trailed off slightly as she sat down in the booth seat opposite you and took the cigarette. You start eating with the nice scenery in front of you. A cute, twin-tailed, cake, smoking girl. Eventually she started talking to you while you ate.

"You wouldn't believe how shitty this job is. Dead end place wasting my time. I was supposed to be a model, but now...".

She continues to ramble on as if you were her therapist. A smile appears on your face when she mentions her dream job and never departs while you consume your second-rate hamburger. Once you are finished eating, you offer her to come over to your side of the booth since "it's warmer on this side". Despite providing the shittiest bait known to man, she stands up out of the booth to come to your side. In that moment, you realize IT. You see IT.

"Thanks for listening", the cake trap says with a... a smile? This being... can smile? You previously thought it impossible.

You scoot further into the booth to give him room and contemplate your life decisions up until this moment. Shit job, shit car, shit food place, and now a cute dessert sat beside you. This chance will not pass you by.

"And this one chef, can barely even cook. I don't know why we even hired him", continued on the delicious delicacy as your hand gently touched his thigh.

The moment of truth comes. You brace for the worst possible outcome. You expect a violent outburst and possibly being kicked out of this restaurant. To your joy, however, the boy scoots slightly closer to you as your hand caresses his thighs.

"One girl that worked here last year actually did get her big break. Guess I'm not good enough. That's why I'm still stuck here."

You blurt out that you find him "amazingly cute". The confection boy blushed slightly at your words and completely missed your hand sneaking up to his bulge.

"Hey. This place is crap to sit in. Follow me to the back".

He says this as he scoots out of the booth and begins walking. You see his twin-tails gingerly sway. Following them down, you watch as his butt makes similarly feminine movements. You begin following him once you can be at a distance to keep this spectacle in view at all times. By focusing so much on his butt, you completely ignore your surroundings, and end up sitting in an old leather chair in the middle of a room in the back of the restaurant. Guess this was the trap part of a trap.

"You are softer than the chair. So just sit.".

As the boy comes and sits in your lap, you manage to maintain your composure this time and ask the cake for his name.

"Name? It's Meringue. Anyways, about that other bitch, Marie...".

He continues rambling on and you get to sniff the top of his head and take in his cake pheromones. Your hands begin caressing his "Milk Ho's" and his sentence ends with a higher inflection.

"So I just told him to go fuck himself. Just go away, and jack off.".

The contents of the cake boy's story was fully intentional as his hand unzipped you and unsheathed your icing dispenser.

"Thankfully, Stacy quit a few weeks back. She couldn't stop fucking every single customer in the booths during her works hours. So damn annoying..."

His spats slid off him with a minimal amount of tugging. Your left hand kept at caressing his Milk Ho's whilst your right began inspecting his icing dispenser. The beginning of the pastry's next sentence was punctuated with a petite moan, egging you on to do more.

"St-Steve. That dumb cook I mentioned earlier? One time he actually flirted with Stacy."

Flirting? An interesting idea crosses your mind. As Meringue re-situates so that your icing dispenser is between his supple thighs, you lick his cheek. Given his position of facing away from you, you can't see his reaction face but you do manage to get a taste of the cheese cake golem's cheek. His springy thighs grip your icing dispenser as he continues his complaints.

"They really were gross. The worst. Lizards and skeletons should never mix like that.".

Your icing-weapon twitches as his spongy thighs squeeze ever so slightly more at the apex of their rising rub.

"Worst part? Steve loved it.".

The hand you dedicated to Milk Ho's rubbing became tired of it's job, similar to Meringue. The difference however, was that said hand began work on it's dream job: Touching the cake directly. Instinctively, Meringue moaned and your other hand saw this as an opportunity to work harder to try and extract icing from him.

"Th...they uh...", the cake golem stammered amidst uttering another complaint. Given the chance, you decide that your icing dispenser would work best from inside the cake. You lift and grope (mostly the latter) Meringue's butt and he takes the entirety of it whilst sitting in your lap and giving a slight moan. You prompt him to continue his story, eager to see how well he can talk whilst having your dispenser in him.

"Did I mention... the manager yet...?", mumbled the cheese pastry, halting every so often from the new pleasure he was feeling. The silence is filled with the sound of his butt against your hips. The springy jiggle of each motion is pure delight.

"He tried hitting on me once... For like a week straight.".

Someone else hitting on Meringue? The emergence of someone else fighting for your cheesecake desert? Unacceptable! Forgoing further stimulation of his Milk Hos, your hand comes to assist his hips in moving faster and you rub his twitching icing dispenser even more.

"So bad...and shitty...but he still-".

You cut off the cake's story by filling him with icing. His story abruptly ends with a moan followed by your huffs intertwining with his. You recover first and turn him around to face you. His eyes looked slightly revitalized, or at the least, no longer suicidal and burnt out. The freckles on his cheeks bobbed up and down with his huffs as his tongue stuck out from his mouth slightly.

"He still paid so... I endured..."

The pastry's complaints whilst panting were barely audible. You completely cut his story's audibility by tasting his tongue. Meringue's hands press against you, as does his icing dispenser as his butt reconnects. One of your hands rubs his back while another ventures into playing around with his twin-tails. For a while, the pillowy pastry managed to mutter words between the kisses but that soon devolved into loving moans. It was as if his complaints slowly melted away as you continued licking the dessert's tongue.

Your passion with the Milk Ho's Cake Boy, Meringue, continued for an unknowable amount of time longer. Once you recognized your position again you were pants-less and the cake boy rested in front of you on the floor, huffing slightly and with your icing on his face. You look at your watch and the time is 12:00 P.M. You contemplate how your evening happened, but the cute boy in front of you dissolves any sort dismay you could possibly have about spending your time here. Being better than the cold floor, you take him out front and into a booth. You lay him down and put your jacket over him for warmth. He deserved it. Upon walking to the door of Milk Ho's to return to your car and drive home, you remember your original conviction. Your car is still broken down. You couldn't leave if you wanted to. Sighing at your situation of being stuck at Milk Hos, you walk back towards Meringue and get in the booth with him. You are sure to hug him and keep him warm. Whilst lamenting that fate has both of you stuck at this forsaken eatery, at least you are stuck at said eatery with Meringue.

#monster girl gamu #mgg #meringue #nsfw

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Monster Girl Hunting

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How did this even happen? How did an automobile even do this? You just wanted to get home, but now you stared at an upside down vehicle. The fire atop it blazed smugly at you. While going to take out your phone to deal with the situation, you received a tap on your shoulder. Please don’t be a robber. Please don’t be a robber. Please don’t be a robber. Please don’t be a robber. You turned around to see if it was a robber. The person sure didn’t look like a thief. Or at least not the kind that would go after your wallet. Based on their half visible mouth, you assumed they would much rather try and steal your brains. You take in the visage of this little green girl dressed as if she was one of the seven princesses needed to defeat the dark.

“Lost?”

A voice emanates as the usually hidden part of her mouth opened to ask you the single word question. In response, you inform her of your current situation and how you ended up here. As you speak, she stares so blankly at you that you think her noodles are spilling outside the back. You simplify your explanation into just asking if she knew about somewhere with good phone connection so you can call for help.

“Connection… Yes! We can connect!”

She responded jubilantly and followed up by turning around and instantly starting to walk off. You briefly ensure that you left nothing in behind in the blaze of your automobile and pursue her. Hopefully wherever she was leading you wasn’t very far off. After a few steps into following her it begins to don on you that there may not be any other humans nearby. All you can see are other green bodies on the horizon that are separated by… architecturally odd designs that tried to pass as buildings. To try and break the oddness of this scene, you ask the ghastly looking girl how she had come across you. You didn’t quite start a bonfire in the middle of the city. She momentarily stops and turns around to face you while putting her hands inside the cosplay-convenient pockets that adorned her dress. Out came a 3DS she proudly displayed to you with a blinking green dot in the corner. Guess everyone really did love videogames… but that didn’t really answer your question.

Upon arrival to the strangely-constructed home of this glamorously dressed green ghoul, you inquire to her name.

“Charlie!”, she bubbly responds. “Let’s connect inside!”.

After stepping inside, you fully understand. You had never seen ghouls in real life before, but this was exactly what you thought it would look like, especially the non-electronic sector. The asymmetrical entrance/living room had a slightly worn and faded brown couch facing an ancient-looking TV displaying some console exclusive game for the Wii U. As the entire scene sets in, it dawns on you. Only the technology sector got tech directly from the government. They would have internet. Would this place that looked like it only got hand-me-down garbage even have connection anywhere? Just when dread began to fully encompass you, Charlie, whose face was so close to your it seemed like she was about to take a bite, spoke.

“Connect?”, she inquired whilst crooking her head to the right slightly.

You nod slowly, reluctantly resolving to leave your fate to the same-seeming aged ghoul infront of you. She beamed you a half toothy smile and grabbed you by the hand to take you to her room. The sudden icy feeling intertwining with your hand brought your focus to her hand. You gave not an iota of your brain power to comprehend the hallucinogenic geometry passing by you as she took you to her room.

“Sit!”, commands a familiar voice, dragging you out of the trance the rest of the experience put you in.

Ignoring the monster girl pointing at a bean bag chair adjacent to her bed, this almost looked like an actual room that an actual person would live in provided that person existed in a time 10 years ago where Rozen Maiden and Utena posters were in abundance. You inquire to Charlie just how sitting down would help provide you a valid phone connection. Her response is her quickly pulling out her 3DS and showing you the pause screen of the most recent Monster Hunter. Thank goodness the undead have good taste. Or perhaps thank goodness some humans had bad enough taste to throw away good things.

“Let’s connect!”, she happily repeats twice.

Despite this not helping you get out of Ghoulville USA anytime soon, having a cute girl asking to play videogames wasn’t a chance to squander. Perhaps you could get even more out of her…

You find yourself in a hunting lobby with a SnS user. That seemed about right with all you knew about Charlie so far. In order to analyze just how adept ghouls are at hunting, you pick LBG so that you can stay back and watch her.

“Big hunt!”, she declared as she picked the largest monster possible to go hunt.

You tell her to do her best. Her white hair bobs up and down gently in time with her focused nods. Both of you start off the hunt with a burst of energy up the icy mountain face. Oh good, at least she was capable of starting off a hunt properly. The issue arose in watching her fight… It was truly a spectacle. You are very thankful that healing shots exist.

“Good hunt!”, she congratulates you as the monster falls.

Riding on the high of being praised, you tell her you can use other weapons too.

“What others?”

A confident smirk appears across your face as you switch to charge blade. Charlie’s eyes lit up as she saw the icons change.

“Big sword! Big shield!”

Guess ghoul culture wasn’t adept enough to use more advanced weapons like this effectively.

“Let me watch.”

You contemplated what she had planned to do in order to watch without participating in the hunt herself. The next moment, you found yourself accommodating a girl in your lap, looking at both of your 3DS screens. How could she be so oblivious? In this position it was very easy to look down her shirt and see.. You start blushing as the hunt starts. Different monster, different weapon, and a ghoul oohing and awing everytime you release all of your phials. An idea starts to formulate as you enjoy the beautiful view you get from looking down. You tell Charlie that you have a trick to help her hunt even better.

“Hunt better? As good as you?”. She exclaimed whilst half looking back, putting her uncovered eye and uncovered teeth on full display. You nod and reassure her that really good people do it, so she should trust their strategies.

“Yes! I trust you!”

Perfect. You set down your 3DS and direct Charlie to the solo hunt she should do.

“Let’s hunt better!”

Your fingers wiggle in anticipation as the hunt starts and Charlie races off. As soon as she gets to the monster, your left hand rises to cup the ghoul’s left breast. You can feel the jolt through her body as if you just completed a circuit.

“Th-this is… to hunt better?”

You reassure her as your hand starts taking in the full size of what it had encountered. One hand was not enough though. As Charlie started swinging her weapon, your right hand joins the fray and you are the one being jolted. Even through her clothes you can tell her body doesn’t generate any heat. You inform Charlie that she is doing better already.

“Really?”

Bizarrely enough, she actually was. For a reward, you start slightly squeezing. Her button inputs fumble the first time you do it. Guess ghouls really were soft and sensitive like humans… Time to check if your hypothesis was true. You encourage her more verbally as your right hand begins it’s hunt for the ghoul’s lower underwear. It is a thankfully easy search and Charlie’s reaction was a bit softer when your fingers reached her bloomers. She took her cosplay serious it seemed.

“B-better?”

Looking at her screen, her playstyle seems to have become less reckless due to the outside stimuli you are providing. Whatever worked. Your left hand gently squeezes and your right softly rubs. Charlie’s body feels as if it melts a little as her back comes to rest on your chest, allowing your to feel more of her chilled weight.

“Monster… Limp now”, Charlie alerted you breathily despite the screen being easily visible to you.

Her hips wiggled as she gave chase to the fleeing monster, hitting your dual blades with an icy aura in attempt to slow your movement. A skilled hunter like yourself however knew that now was just the time to activate demon mode and go even faster.

“W-weird…”, she huffs out to describe the new feeling.

Seeing her hunt near it’s conclusion, you let your dual blades grope and rub aggressively so that both the monster and monster girl give a final squirm to bookend the hunt.

“Hunt… Very good…Best hunt…”, she staggeredly says after feeling the conclusionary effects of two simultaneous hunts.

You congratulated her with a small headpat and tell her that you would join in next hunt. Charlie, being slightly dazed and headpatted, gave you the perfect chance to take out your blade. The previous hunt helped give you 2 phials. Just taking it out and hearing Charlie exclaim “Big!” was enough for 3 phials. You informed her that it would help them connect and hunt better.

“Connect? Hunter better?”

She gave you a thumbs up and smile to punctuate her questions. With a thumbs up, mission select, and removal of the ghoul’s bloomers, 2 more hunts began. Princess knight bloomers really did fit her. 4 phials. And she was cool down near her shield too. 10 phials. Using only one hand on your 3DS, you keep pace with Charlie in the hunt. You ask her to lift up for a second, not knowing if she would understand your statement or the reason why.

“Ok?”, she mumbles inquisitively back at you as she complies by temporarily raising her body.

Your free hand guides her hips down and as you switch into axe mode with full phials, you tell Charlie that the real hunt just began. The sudden switch to axe mode definitely caught her off-guard, but your dualblade work earlier left the monster girl still weak.

“C…connect?”

Your answer to the monster girl’s pleasureful wimper is just the valiant first strike of the axe you two made together. You smile at the chance to hunt you have seized, but know that it is not over so soon. Using both hands on your 3DS again you refocus Charlie on the game, allowing for your axe attacks to be less foreseeable yet more effective on her. Every so often she squirms, but you keep your connection strong with invigorating attacks one after another that eventually stun your monster. Being a good hunter, you know that now is the time to lay your trap. The hunt was going fine, so you took no issue with taking one hand off your 3DS to firmly squeeze Charlie’s chest while kissing her neck.

“A-ah!”

Trap successful. Your axe attacks intensify against the weakend monster in your lap as her focus on the game became a bit sloppy. You revel in the gentle panting and huffs of your weakend prey. With the hunting reaching its climax, your attacks slow slightly as you methodically. Combo. Into. Your. CLIMACTIC. CHARAGE ATTACK! You unleash all of your previously accumulated vials directly into the monster girl! The outward squirming you see and inward squirming you feel signify the successes of your hunt. Surprising that the monster was so quiet. You feel all of Charlie’s weight lean back into you and her 3DS merely rests in her hands.

“Hunt… good?”, she mumbles at you.

You promptly tell her she hunted very well and that you two should hunt together more often.

“Yes! Connect and hunt!”

After wrapping up your dual hunting experience, it dawns on you again that you never got the connection needed for your cellphone call, leaving you stranded here still. Charlie was overly insistent on you staying, at least for food, and your yawns seemed to lead you to making the decision to stay at her house for a while. This left you crashing the night at a ghoul abode and experiencing a dinner table with one ghoul describing her “connecting and hunting” friend. You almost wish you were a ghoul so that the family dinner would feel less embarrassing.

Crashing the night at a ghoul abode and experiencing a dinner table with one ghoul describing her “connecting and hunting” friend almost makes you wish that you were a ghoul out of embarrassment.

#monster girl gamu #mgg #charlie #nsfw

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