Chapter 5
A low moan escaped Pony's lips, nearly audible as the pounding of the water from her shower filled the small room. It was not the relaxing feeling of washing away the sweat or feeling the warm water relaxing her muscles that caused her to moan. Nor was it because the shower meant an end to her second day here at U.A.
No, it was because of Izuku.
Pony had just come back from his room, spending the majority of their time together doing homework and hanging out. They had spent the entire evening sitting next to each other, their shoulders touching, arms occasionally gliding over the other when they both went to reach for the same thing. Sometimes, it hadn't been an accident as Pony had reached for the same thing when she noticed him doing it. All so that she could feel his skin against hers…just like that day on the beach. Just like when they had been on her bed, watching animes together. And yet she wanted more.
Now that the day was over, Pony was in her shower filled with a desire that had been growing more and more over the years. As the water cascaded down her body, one of her hands snaked its way down to her pussy to help relieve her. Her first moan of the night had been when she had first made contact with her lower lips, but new moans quickly arose as her imagination went to work. In her mind, she was back on that beach with Izuku. Both had just come out of the water in a more secluded section of the beach, the water still damp and clinging to their bodies. Her back was pressed against his firm chest, his arms snaked around her body and it was his hand that was playing with her. That detail brought forth a new level of wetness, her hips nearly bucking forward at the thought of those hands which were so skilled with blades could be skilled at pleasuring her.
"Izuku," she moaned, tilting her head up as far as her horns would allow against the shower wall. Her legs trembled a bit as she slid her fingers inside her, imagining it was her green-haired imaginary lover doing it. She moaned as her two fingers curled inside her, hitting those sweet spots while her thumb moved in a circular motion around her clit. Then a stray thought caused her to moan a bit higher: would do the same to her asshole? Oh God, had she seen too many hentai? She had no idea if he was even into something like that! And it would be so bold of him! Yet Pony could not deny that she had always wondered what it would be like to have her backdoor played with. To have fingers and toys penetrate it. To have it cleaned before receiving a rim job. To have it pounded like in those hentai! Maybe if it were Izuku, it would feel as amazing as it looked in those pornos!
As her fingers played with her sex, Pony's other hand was at work. Again, imagining that it was Izuku's, it started from her hip and began sliding upwards along her body. Once it was high enough, the hand reached for her breast. Pony knew she wasn't the most well endowed in her class, smaller than Tokage and Kendo's breasts. But that didn't mean she wasn't ashamed of them either. Firm, perky breasts that could fill the palms of her hand and then some, they fitted her figure nicely in her opinion as well as many of her classmates back in America. She just hoped that Izuku would like them as well.
Licking her lips, Pony began to grope herself. She leaned harder against the shower wall, breath coming out in pants as she thought of Izuku's hands doing this to her. Imagined that they were the ones squeezing her flesh while whispering how good it felt into her ear. Imagined that it was his fingers tracing and flicking her now rock hard nipples. That he was whispering to her that he didn't care if they got caught, nor did he want to pause just so they could get a room. He had waited long enough, twisting her nipple hard as he told her that. She had waited long enough. They were going to…going to… going to…
A cry rang out as Pony came, hard. Her juices seemed to explode from between her legs, landing on the floor before being swept down the drain. Her legs shook slightly, pressing herself even harder against the shower wall to keep herself standing as she panted.
"Izuku," she moaned, a small smile appearing on her lips.
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"This sucks!" cried Tetsutetsu as he slammed his tray of food next to Izuku. Sitting around them were Awase, Kroiro, and Shishida; all of them jumping slightly by the sudden noise. Yet, none of them chastised him. All of them knew what he was talking about.
Today, on their third day here at U.A. was supposed to be their first hero lesson with the living legend himself: All Might. So many hours wondering what he would teach them, what he would show them. This had only been amplified when they had heard rumors that All Might had started 1-A on two vs. two battle trails with indoor combat in one of the false cities that was on campus! But that excitement turned into outrage when they got the news: All Might wasn't on campus today. He had canceled.
"Damn it! How come All Might teaches those guys in class 1-A, but not us? What makes them so special?" demanded Tetsutetsu as he violently gripped his fork before stabbing it into his meal.
"It does feel like we have been slighted," said Shishida with a nod, eating his food more slowly. "He was on the schedule."
"I'm sure he would have been here if he could," said Izuku, quickly coming to his idol's defense. "I mean, this morning he stopped four villain attacks before I finished breakfast. So maybe something else came up."
"Yeah well…well what's so important that he couldn't let the other heroes take over?" demanded Tetsutetsu, though some of the bite in his tone had vanished.
"Could have been something that the other heroes couldn't handle on their own," mused Kuroiro. "Perhaps a villain with a powerful quirk. Or there were so many crimes taking place that they needed the extra help."
Izuku nodded, thankful towards the dark skinned classmate. "People's lives are worth him skipping one lesson. I'm sure that tonight we'll hear all about it on the news. And I'm sure he'll make it up to us next time."
"Well, before we get to that," began Shishida as he looked over at Izuku. "Have you and Kendo heard what we will be doing this afternoon?"
Izuku nodded. "Kan-sensei is going to be taking over the class. I think he's going to talk to class 1-A's homeroom teacher to find out exactly what All Might did with them so we won't be left behind."
Shishida let out a sigh before nodding. "Well, at least that's something."
"Still," said Tetsutetsu, a frown on his face as he looked down at his food, "it won't be the same." At that, none of the others could say anything as they sat there in a silent agreement.
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Meanwhile, as Pony was walking away from Lunch Rush with her meal in her hands, she found one of her elbows locked with another's. Before she could look and see the long, mossy green hair and the fanged teeth of Tokage, Pony found herself being pulled over to a table next to Izuku's. The blonde didn't put up too much of a fight, more out of curiosity than anything else.
When they arrived at the table, Pony saw that it was full of her other female classmates. Kendo was seated next to the silver-haired poltergeist Yanagi, the fist enlarging girl gesturing for Pony to take the seat opposite of her. Wordlessly, Pony set down her tray before taking a seat herself where the mushroom girl Komori was to her left. On the opposite side of the table was the raven-haired Kodai who sat there, her head resting on a single fist as she kept her neutral gaze upon Pony while Tokage jumped into the seat next to her. Finally, there was Shiozaki who was sitting two seats off to the side, away from Tokage.
"So," began Pony slowly as she picked up her fork to eat some of her warm, cinnamon-covered apple slices. "What's all this about?"
"Well~," began Tokage, drawing out the word in a sing-song-like manner as her grin grew. The way she spoke, it made Pony wonder if she were the ringleader of this little group. Not that she minded, taking a bit out of her food. "We were just wondering how things were going between you and Midoriya. I mean, you are the class couple after all."
Pony's eyes went wide as she suddenly spat out her food, thousands of tiny bits of apple and gunk flying right into the body splitter's face as well as Kodai's. Kodai, who had the quirk that allowed her to enlarge or shrink things, looked annoyed as she wiped her face away. As for the rest, they watched as Pony gagged and struggled to breathe, eventually grabbing her glass of apple cider before downing half of it.
"What!?" Pony half-shouted, almost slamming her glass on the table while her cheeks burned bright red. "Me and Iz-Izuku? He and I…well that's just…I mean….we're not…"
"Oh," said Komori, her face down allowing the bangs of her hair to shield her eyes from the group. "I guess that means you two aren't together."
Still blushing, Pony scratched the side of her face. "Ah, no. No, we aren't." She then blinked before continuing a bit slower. "I mean, we're together b-but not in any special way. Just, you know, friends. What made all of you think that anyways?"
"I don't know~," said Tokage in her sing-song voice again as she picked up a dino-shaped chicken nugget before biting off its head. "Maybe it's because of that little dance the two of you gave the class on day one. Or perhaps it's because you two are always coming in together, talking about whatever. That and you two are nearly joined at the hip. The way you two look at each other. And let's not forget the fact that, according to Kendo, you two have spent a lot of time together over the years."
Pony turned to look at Kendo who, at least, gave her an apologetic look. "Sorry but neither of you told me to keep it a secret."
"It's…fine," said Pony slowly, glancing away from the table as she said this. The horned girl then took a deep breath before turning her attention back towards the assembled girls of class 1-B. "Look, me and Izuku are just friends. We've known each other since we were like four. Our families are close and whenever he visited me in the States, well, he stayed with us. And we hung out. A lot. So, yeah. Th-that's it."
"Oh?" asked Tokage, her grin widening so that Pony thought she could see all of her classmates' fangs. "Well, if you're just friends, got any tips on asking him out?" At that, Pony's face began to glow a bright red while her pupil shrank into nothing larger than a grain of sand. Her heart began to pound so loudly she could hear it in her ear.
"W-W-What?" was all the American girl could say.
"Hey, he's on the market," said Tokage as she turned around in an exaggerated motion, kicking her legs forward as she did before jumping up. "A catch like that won't stay single for long. I wanna get, while the getting's good."
Pony found herself standing before she even realized she had done so. "Y-You can't!" she said, her cheeks burning even more now. Her heart was pounding even faster, fingers trembling on her now outstretched hand as she watched Tokage turn while placing her hands on her hips. With that smile on her face, Pony knew that Tokage could have any guy she wanted. She had the looks, the charm, the outgoing personality to make any guy she wanted fall head over heels for her.
"Is there a reason for her not to try?" asked Shiozaki, who up until this point had been silent as she ate her meal with her eyes closed. But now her eyes opened, looking over at Pony without turning her head. "You said that you have not professed any feelings towards Midoriya. As a friend of his, should it not be your wish for him to find happiness as he moves into adulthood? To find the love that he can only ever experience from another?"
"Well…I," began Pony.
"She's got a point," said Yanagi. "Why not-"
"Because I like him!" said Pony quickly, interrupting the girl as she slumped back into her seat. "Because I like him more than a friend. I want to be more than just his childhood friend, alright. More than his best friend. I just…I just haven't told him yet!"
Pony kept her head down, feeling like at any moment she would start crying. Oh God, why was this happening to her? Now everyone in class would start thinking the worst about her. That she was a scaredy cat of a girl. That there was no way she could pull her weight around class or have what it took to fight villains when she couldn't even tell Izuku how she felt. That or she was just selfish or something.
But before the waterworks could truly begin to flow, Pony felt something on her back and shoulder. Looking up, she saw that Kendo was leaning close to her with a hand on her back and a gentle smile on her face. As Pony blinked, she noticed that that wasn't the only hand on her. Out of the corner of her eye, the blonde could see a severed hand on her shoulder. If she hadn't seen Tokage using her quirk before, Pony would have let out a scream that would have been heard all over the school. Perhaps the entire city.
Turning her head around, Pony saw that all the other girls were looking at her with friendly expressions. Tokage had sat back down, grinning ear to ear without showing her teeth while Kodai was sitting up right with both her hands on the table. Shiozaki had stopped eating, turning to give Pony her full attention. Komori and Yanagi had also turned to look at her.
"S-Sorry about that," muttered Pony as she wiped away one of the tears half formed in her eye.
"No problems," replied Tokage with a wave of her handless arm.
"It was never our intention to cause you undo distress," said Yanagi. "We only wished to know the truth behind your relationship with Midoriya." She then glanced over at Tokage. "But then someone had to go off script."
"Come on!" cried Tokage as the rest of the girls turned to look at her. "Like anyone here was buying that whole 'we're just really good friends' bit. We've all seen the looks that they have been giving each other since day one! And the way I figured it, it was a win-win. Either she admits that she has feelings for the other green-haired badass in the class or I get a date." She paused as everyone stared at her, their eyes unblinking. "What? I wasn't lying when I said Midoriya is a fine catch. Dude's hot and has amazing muscles. Not too bulky like some guys around here, but nice and lean."
As one, all the girls sighed as Tokage's hand returned to her.
"So, is there any reason why you haven't told him how you feel?" asked Komori.
Pony gave her a look before sighing. "Well, to be honest, I feel like I'm in this weird spot right now," admitted Pony, the others at the table leaning forward so as to not miss a word. Tokage even detached her ear, having it float closer to Pony. "Like I said, we've been friends forever now and, as much as I want to be more than that, a lot has already changed for me. I mean, I'm in a different country and boarding here at school. I'm still getting used to a new language, new school, new foods, and everything. Right now, Izuku's the one thing that's familiar around here. And I…I don't want to ruin it or make things awkward between us right now."
"So you plan on telling him?" asked Yanagi, her eyes widening ever so slightly. To that, Pony gave a nod as her blush returned slightly.
"That's great Pony," said Kendo, flashing her a dazzling smile. "And don't worry about us. We promise that none of us will make a move on Izuku until you're ready to talk to him. We'll even be there to help you when the time comes."
"After all, you two are already the class couple," added Kodai with a small smile.
"But, please do not take this time for granted," said Shiozaki in a stern tone. "As beings who have been granted God's greatest gift to mankind, free-will, we can only claim control over our own actions. The rest of the school, however, has made no such vow nor shall they care if they trample over your heart." The vine haired girl then lowered her head. "You should also remember what path we have chosen. While it is a virtuous path, it is also one that holds many hurdles and dangers. Time may not be in abundance."
Before Pony could say anything, a loud commotion rocked the lunch room causing them all to suddenly stand.
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"Well, well, look who we have here. Why, if it isn't the vastly inferior members of class 1-B!" Izuku, who was in mid-bite of his food, turned his eyes to look at who was speaking. It was a boy around their own age, his blond hair slightly unkempt as he looked down at the table with a look of utter superiority.
"I heard that All Might bailed on you," continued the teen, his tone smug as all hell. "Such a shame. Such a shame. But, then again, you really can't blame him. Clearly, he sees that we of class 1-A are the superior class with the superior quirks! The rest of you are nothing more than side characters to get shoved to the side." As the boy smiled, placing a hand on their table and leaning onto it, Izuku glanced around at his classmates. Most of them had their heads down, hands gripped into tight fists as they fought hard to ignore the blond speaking.
Well, most of them were…
"You want to repeat that?!" demanded Tetsutetsu as he stood, eyes filled with rage as he looked at the blond with hate.
"Oh, is there a problem with your ears?" laughed the blond as his eyes slightly narrowed Tetsutetsu. "I said we are the superior class, in every way. Our teacher, Aizawa-sensei, had us doing a test to fully demonstrate to him that we were worthy enough to be here. What's more, our class's recommendation students are leagues above yours. One has the power over creation itself while the other is the son of the number two hero with power over fire and ice. Far superior to a girl who can break apart her own body and one that just makes things soft." The blond took a moment to laugh as Tetsutetsu began to grind his teeth. "And to top it all off, our class houses the student who scored the highest on the entrance exam! It's no wonder why someone like All Might would devout his time to us."
More laughter exploded from the blond, causing a larger scene. Amongst those at his table, he could see several of them beginning to stand as they looked at the teen in contempt. Some, like Shishida, looked ready to activate their quirks to silence this teen. Izuku also noticed that those sitting at the girl's table were approaching as were a few from class 1-A. Whether they were there as back up for this guy or coming to reprimand him was anyone's guess.
"Monoma," said a red-haired teen as he approached. "I think you're going a little too far."
"Tch, he shouldn't be wasting his breath with these extras," said an ashen-haired teen who walked towards them, hands in his pockets, while giving off a vibe that felt…familiar to Izuku for some reason. But, regardless, his comment only served to make the others even angrier.
"Who are you to be calling us extras!?" demanded Kuroiro, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
"Who is he?" said the one now known as Monoma in a mocking tone. "This just happens to be one of our class stars: Bakugo! You may have heard about him as the one who got the top score in the entrance exam. Another reason why class 1-A is the superior class!"
"Yeah," added a small boy who seemed to bounce on the table. The boy's appearance was odd as he seemed to have large purple balls in place of hair. As Izuku looked at him, wondering if the local grade school was missing a child, the boy spoke once more with a lecherous look as his gaze fell on the girls of class 1-B. "Know what else? We also have like the most smokin' hot babes!"
"THAT'S IT!" yelled Tetsutetsu. The teen pulled back his fist, ready to throw the first punch while those in class 1-A got ready to defend their bragging classmate and the short pervert. The red-haired teen held up his arms in a defensive manner while Bakugo pulled out one of his hands and held it upright to show off several small pops that sent another shiver down Izuku's spine for some reason.
Deciding that things had gone on long enough, Izuku took action. The green-haired teen stood, turning around just in time to see Tetsutetsu swinging his fist forward and aiming it at Monoma. Seeing this, the bragging teen dropped his smug smile as he now looked terrified at getting hurt. But the blow never came as Izuku gripped onto the wrist of the taller teen, stopping the attack in its tracks.
"That's enough," said Izuku in a stern tone as other students from the 1-A tables approached. Rather than look at them, Izuku kept his eyes on his friend. "Just take a breath. They're not worth getting in trouble for." At first, Tetsutetsu just gritted his teeth as he looked at his target. Said boy had taken a step or five backwards, looking like he was ready to flee. Perhaps seeing this aided in Tetsutetsu's anger ebbing as he nodded.
"Yeah, sorry about that Vice-Rep," said Tetsutetsu as his arms fell to his side.
Nodding, Izuku turned to look at those from class 1-A. "I am very sorry about that," he said in a pleasant tone. "Now, let's all take a breath and calm down. We are on the same side."
"Who the fuck are you, extra?" demanded Bakugo as he gave Izuku a once over.
"I am the Vice-Rep of class 1-B, Izuku Midoirya," replied the green-haired teen. For a moment, the ashen-blond just stared at him. It was clear he was thinking about something. And so was Izuku. He stared at the other teen as he seemed familiar for some reason. But where? No one he knew back home had gotten into U.A. So where did he-
"Midorirya, huh?" said Bakugo at last, a dark smile appearing on his face. "I remember you. You're the guy who came in second place on the practical. But, you only passed because you saved those worthless extras that were stuck in that building." Izuku's eyes widened as he heard that.
"How did you know about that?" he demanded, feeling his bones already becoming harder with each word he spoke.
"Because, apparently, those shitty hero wannabe's were stuck there because they weren't powerful enough to get out of the mess I made in that fake office," said Bakugo with something that sickened Izuku: pride. "Got chewed over slightly by All Might in my acceptance letter, but who cares? If they were weak and stupid enough to get trapped like that, then they deserved it!"
Izuku felt his blood boiling at that. This…This utter asshole had the gall to say that! Had he not seen the footage of those people, the fear etched onto their faces as they scrambled around to try and save themselves? Had he not been haunted by the thought that if anything had gone wrong, they could have all been killed? What was this school thinking letting someone like him in and awarding him full points?
For a moment, Izuku narrowed his gaze while his eyes hardened to glare at Bakugo. As the two stood there, the rest of class 1-B began to get behind Izuku save for one. Pony stepped forward and stood by his side as the two glared at the ashen-blond who gave them all a smile while pulling out both his hands. There was a look in his eyes that screamed if it was a fight they wanted, he would be more than happy to give it to them.
Then, before things could get any more heated, the alarm went off.
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The next night found Pony laying alone in her bed, staring up at the ceiling with a somewhat blank look on her face. Dressed for bed, a top that only went down far enough to cover her cleavage and short shorts, the horned girl had a hand over her heart as she thought about the panic that had occurred.
There was still so much she and the rest of her class didn't know. One moment, they were all in the locker room to get ready for a hero lesson with the topic of what 1-A was doing being on everyone's minds. They had all heard from Kendo and Izuku that their rival class was going on a trip to the USJ with All Might being one of the teachers there! This had naturally gotten on several of her classmates, some of them having very loud conversations that could be heard in both locker rooms. For her part, Pony had to agree that it was unfair that All Might hadn't taught them anything. But that was as far as she and Izuku would have gone as Izuku, who had heard about the trip from Kan, knew that these sorts of trips were planned well in advance. So, basically All Might was just trying to get back onto schedule. It just sucked that now they would have to listen to more of class 1-A's bragging.
And if he canceled on them again…
As the students began making their way out of the locker rooms chaos erupted. No one knew what was going on as Nezu called all the teachers to the front of the school, telling the students to go back to their homerooms until they were given permission to leave. So, class 1-B had to get back into their normal school uniforms and head back to class. Where they waited for four hours! Four hours of doing nothing but wondering what the heck was going on.
Then, when Kan came back, they found out the truth. There had been a villain attack on the USJ. Hundreds of villains had emerged there with the intent to kill All Might as well as the other students there. And from there, Pony tuned everything else out. She didn't hear how many students got hurt, how the villains were defeated or anything else. All she knew was that there had been a villain attack here at U.A. From that point until she got back to her room, Pony's body seemed to move on autopilot as she went through the motions of her everyday life.
It was only now, with the moon high in the night sky, that her mind began to have any real focus. Perhaps it was selfish, even childish, of her to worry about her love life while hearing that others had been hurt. But she couldn't help it. She had thought that she was safe here, at the top hero school and All Might being a teacher. That she wouldn't have to deal with real villains until she was a pro or, at the very least, when she did her internships! She thought she had plenty of time to tell Izuku how she felt, but after hearing that from Kan…
A serious look appeared in Pony's eyes as she got up off the bed and headed towards the door. Her heart pounded as she opened it and her brain told her to turn around as she exited the room. It tried hard to convince her to stop this, that she was overreacting to a one-time event. But Pony, she was done waiting. She loved Izuku and had loved him for a while now. So, she was going to tell him in the most direct manner she could.
Once she was at his door, Pony knocked several times. As she waited, Pony could hear everything that was going on inside. The rustling of sheets, the heavy footsteps leading towards the door, and Izuku's muffled voice as he drew closer.
"Who is-" began Izuku, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he opened the door only to stop when he saw who it was. "Pony, is everything ok? Do you need-" Again, Izuku sentence was cut off. Though this time it was because Pony had closed the gap between them to press her lips against his own. They stayed like that for a moment, Pony feeling the warm air coming out of his nose as his body went from rigid to loose. How long it lasted, neither of them knew. All that Pony was aware of was that when they separated there was a long strand of saliva that still connected them while they panted.
They did not remain separated for long as Izuku closed the gap between them. Pony moaned into another kiss as their bodies seemed to move on their own. One of Izuku's hands went to caress her face while the over wrapped around her slender waist, keeping their bodies as close as possible. Bliss filled her mind as Pony melted more into the embrace, her arms wrapping around her Izuku's neck. Heat began to pour throughout her body as his fingertips began to move and press along her spine while her own did the same with his messy green locks. At some point Izuku's hand snaked its way to the back of her head, pressing it towards him in order to deepen the kiss.
Their tongues were now getting involved, sliding into each other's mouths. Each one poked at the other's teeth and gums before sliding over to slide against the roof of the other's mouth. And the further they went, the more they felt the other grinding into the other as they swiftly began getting the hang of making out. Oh God! Was she getting dizzy from what he was making her feel or was that a lack of oxygen? Both? Who cared? All Pony knew was she didn't want this to end.
Fireworks, bells, and whistles were going off through her brain every second, the heat they were feeling making Pony want more! And it seemed like Izuku wanted the same as he, while taking a few rapid breathes through his nose, suddenly lifted the American girl off her hooves while still maintaining the kiss. In response, Pony wrapped her legs around his waist as best she could, both her hands running through his hair as she deepened the kiss. She began to nip at his lips as she felt them moving into the room, the sound of Izuku kicking it close barely registering with her.
Neither of the two separated, with Pony only vaguely aware that she was wobbling back and forth in the dark room. Then, the next thing she knew, the two had fallen onto the bed. As soon as she made contact with the sheets, their cool touch seemed to jolt Pony back into her senses. Seperating from Izuku, the two began to take deep breaths as they looked into each others eyes. She could see disbelief in those emerald orbs as they gazed back at her, as if Izuku wasn't sure if this were a dream or reality. But, at the same time, she could see an excitement that mirrored her own.
Then, Izuku went down for another kiss. Pushing her down, Pony soon felt his hands on her sides moving upwards. As soon as they were high enough, they took hold of the hem of her top, pushing it upwards so that her bare breasts were pressed against his shirt. All Pony could do was moan louder, so turned on by this more aggressive Izuku. For a moment they separated again so that her top could be pulled over her head and then tossed to the side.
With that out of the way, Izuku's lips began to move away from her lips. While his fingers ran up and down her sides, Izuku began to plant many soft kisses at her jaw and then going down her neck. Her breathing hitched with each touch before being followed by many aroused sighs, grunts, and moans whose only interruption was caused when Pony's tongue darted out of her mouth to lick the side of her beloved's face. This only seemed to make him more aggressive in his actions, low growls from him filling the room as he doubled his efforts.
"Yes, yes! Oh my God right there. Oh God Izuku! Right…oh yes, just a little more. Just a little more!" Pony felt their hips moving, grinding against each other as they continued, her hands moving to grab his nightshirt. Once more they separated, their lower bodies never ceasing in their movements as she nearly ripped the shirt off of him. As soon as it was over, he was on top of her again gaining squeals of delight as he found a sensitive spot on her neck. The feeling caused her eyes to roll back into her skull, legs quivering and nearly melting away as he applied sucktion to it. She didn't care if she had the world's biggest hickey in the morning, for she would wear it with pride.
Things continued to escalate, sweat beginning to glisten off their bodies as the heat of the room began to intensify for the two topless teens. Rational thought was a distant memory as Izuku began to make his way down her neck, planting kisses and dragging his tongue against her skin. Each moment nearly made the horned girl melt into a puddle of bliss. Then, when he got to her breasts, the blond girl let out a cry as Izuku began to lick and suckle at her hard nubs while his other hand went to fondle her other breast briefly.
Then, she felt his hand going down to her short shorts. Pulling it down as he continued to-
"Izuku! Stop!" yelled Pony as she came down instantly from her high. Thankfully, Izuku didn't need to be told twice as he nearly jumped off her with a look of horror in his eyes.
"Did I…Did I hurt you?" he asked, fear now dripping in his voice while his body shook.
"No, just…I just think we needed to pause for a moment before we go too far," said Pony. Seeing his eyes brighten in relief, even in the darkness, Pony reached forward to pull him back onto her. "Not how I thought this was going to go. I just wanted to say that I didn't want to wait any longer to tell you this. Something I should have said a while ago. Izuku, I love you."
In response, Izuku held her tight. "I love you too."
Chapter 6
Izuku laid in his bed, arms wrapped around Pony's waist as he looked down past her horns and into her golden locks. A breath escaped his lips as Izuku felt Pony's lips lightly kissing him as her head was nestled in the nap of his neck. He could feel her bare chest pressing into his own, her hardened nipples pressing against his skin while her fingers traced circles upon his pecs. He could smell the scent of sweat on her as well as something else, both so intoxicating right now that it made him long for this moment never to end.
There was a part of him that still couldn't believe this was happening! Not too long again he had been laying alone in bed, slowly falling asleep, when a knock came to his door. It had been Pony. She had kissed him, their lips meeting for the first time in a way that Izuku had longed for. From there, his body seemed to go into autopilot savoring the taste of the girl he loved and cared for. Her mews, moans, and cries were all music to his ears urging him to continue. And he didn't want to disappoint. Not now, when the moment he had dreamed of was finally coming true! It had only been when he had asked him to stop did the world return.
Honestly, he was glad she had done that. As much as a part of him wanted to continue, Izuku wanted to be in control when they reached that part. So that neither of them had any regrets that could have been laid in the heat of the moment.
"So," said Izuku finally, his words reaching Pony who laid her head on his shoulder.
"So," she echoed, a smile on her face as her blue eyes stared into his emerald ones.
"H-How long?" he asked while one of his hands slid down her back, tracing her spine until his fingers met her shorts.
"At the beach," admitted Pony. "I think that's when it started. It's kind of weird, I'd seen you plenty of times before without a shirt on. But, somehow, when we were out there in the water, it was like I was seeing a different side of you for the first time.
"When you left, well, I was sort of in a funk. For some reason, I just missed you more than I normally did. Sure we could chat in the morning like we normally do, but it just wasn't…enough. You know? Then, I started to have these dreams." At that, Pony blushed brighter. "At first, I couldn't remember what they were about. All I knew was that, when I woke up, I was drenched in sweat. And I was horny. I mean like super extra deluxe horny! I started spacing out in the middle of conversations, thinking about making out with a guy whose face I couldn't see. Or having his face between my legs and other stuff. It's kind of embarrassing how bad some of them got. I mean, I could play off missing the waitress asking me for my order or bumping into a wall. Others, not so much. Like this one time, I was so lost in those fantasies that I wandered about a mile and a half from my parent's home. Well, eventually my friends figured something was going on and decided to get to the bottom of it by having a slumber party. And that's when I met Sarah."
"Sarah?" echoed Izuku. While he questioned how a slumber party would help, his mind shifted through all the people that Pony considered her friends. He thought he knew them all but none of them were named…Wait a moment! That girl he saw in the chat! The ditzy looking girl with the purple tail with a spade at the end! If he remembered correctly, Pony called her Sarah.
"Yeah," said Pony with a nod. "Apparently Jazz knew her from one of her dance classes and invited her over. Turns out that tail of hers is a part of her quirk: Succubus. By placing it on the forehead of someone sleeping, she can see what they are dreaming. Thankfully, that's all she can do right now." Pony then shuddered. "I'd hate to think what that girl could do if she could interact or change what someone is dreaming about. It was bad enough when she blurted out to everyone that I was having sex dreams with you."
At that, Izuku's eyes widened as a blush appeared on his face.
"O-Oh," was all he could say.
"After that, we all had a heart to heart," said Pony. "It helped me sort out why I was feeling this way. Everyone gave me advice, like dating other people to see if what I had was just a crush or lust or whatever. I tried it, like, twice. They were sort of ok, but I kept comparing them to you. That's how I came to realize that I was hopelessly in love with you." A frown then appeared on her face. "And then I came to realize that I needed a lock on my door. Sarah has no concept of knocking before entering."
"Ok," was all Izuku could say. "If it makes you feel better, I've gotten lost in a couple fantasies involving you as well."
"I'd be upset if you didn't," grinned Pony as she kissed his neck. "Especially after that make-out session. So, what about you? How did you come to realize that you had feelings for me?"
So, Izuku told her the truth. Sadly, there was not much to tell. He had found her beautiful for so long, loved being with her. That his trips to America were always the highlight of the year. Then, at the beach, those feelings were put into overdrive. That had been when the fantasies had begun, a primal force within him stirring whenever he thought about her. How he would fantasize about having her walking into his room, wearing nothing but her bikini, and sitting on his lap. And how it all came together when he came over for the exam. Seeing her here, in Japan, just made it all click into place.
"So," said Izuku after he finished. "What happens next?"
Pony let out a hum, her fingers drumming against his chest as she did so. "Well, I think we should just go at our own pace and not rush things. You know, just go with the flow we are more comfortable with."
Izuku nodded. "That sounds good. So, is this where we're at for now?"
Pony looked like she was thinking about that for a good minute or so, before a grin appeared on her face. She then pulled away from Izuku, much as he didn't want her to, and stood up next to the bed with her back facing him. Izuku then watched as Pony's hands went to her shorts, her fingers wrapping themselves around the hem of the material. Before he could say or do anything, Pony bent down thrusting her lovely and now bare ass towards him as she pulled down her shorts. Her tail swished slightly, as if fanning a scent towards his nose that brought forth desires before she turned around.
Izuku's breath got caught in his thought as he looked at Pony, not a shred of clothing to obscure the perfection that was her body. Even in the low light of his room, Izuku could see every curve on her being. While she didn't have porn star level breasts like Midnight, Mt. Lady, or that one girl he saw in class 1-A with the black pony-tail, her breasts looked amazing on her. Just large enough to fit in the palm of his hand without any sag, with large rosy nipples that stood at attention. He had always known just how firm and slim her stomach was, but somehow it appeared more tantalizing to him. Her hips were on full display and her pussy was just wow. It looked like she shaved it daily, completely bare and her slit was almost dripping with her nectar.
"Like what you see?" she asked, raising her arms and placing her hands behind her head before giving her hips a little roll. The green-haired teen's mouth had gone dry, making it difficult to say the word 'yes'. So, instead, he just nodded.
"Good," was her reply as Pony moved to the foot of the bed. There, Pony lowered herself so that the palms of her hands pressed into the mattress next to Izuku's legs. With her eyes locked onto his own, Pony moved forward a bit while swaying her body and licking her lips. All Izuku could do at that moment was to stare and wonder what she was up to. Something that he didn't need to wait long to find out as, when she was close enough, Pony reached forward to grab his own shorts and pull them. Izuku's eyes widened as his cock sprang to life once freed of what had been confining it while Pony blushed at seeing it in person, yet that didn't stop her from taking off the last stitch of clothing on him before tossing it away.
"Too much?" she asked, moving her body again so that she was half laying on her boyfriend's body. Her arms were wrapped around his upper torso while both her legs wrapped around one of his own. Izuku could feel her bare pussy pressing against his hips, causing his cock to grow harder.
"Is this as far as we're going to go?" asked Izuku, wanting to make sure of Pony's intent.
The blonde girl just nodded. "Sleeping together naked…and maybe some light petting," she replied as one of her hands reached down towards his cock. Izuku opened his mouth to say something, but was cut short when he felt her fingers running along the skin of his member. The touch was soft, feeling more like she was tracing it. And when he felt her touch moving towards the head, running circles along the base, his toes curled. As his breathing quickened, Pony moved slightly so that her mouth was closer to his ear. "You can touch me as well. I want you to."
A shudder went through Izuku's body as he felt her breath against his ear. But, that didn't stop him from doing as she said. His hands went down her back, stopping at her ass. He then gave both buns a squeeze, amazed by how soft yet firm they were. Another squeeze soon followed, his fingers moving into the crack that separated them and pulling at them. Now it was Pony's turn to let out a pleasurable moan, her pussy growing moist.
For a while, it continued like this. The point was never about making the other cum, but just to touch those areas that had been forbidden for so long. To grow more used to their new lover's body until, finally, sleep found them.
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It was the sound of his phone's alarm that woke Izuku up with a jerk. For a moment, he felt slightly disoriented wondering why he was naked. But the moment passed quickly as he saw the face of Pony, her eyes struggling to stay closed and keep her in the realm of sleep, right in front of him. He knew he was laying on his side, his hands still on the girl's ass to keep her body close while the covers covered their bodies. He could feel her own hands on his sides, pressing her chest into his own.
Eventually, Izuku had to reach over his girlfriend to get to the alarm, waking her up in the process. With a groan, Pony opened her large, blue eyes with a frown which soon turned into a smile as she saw Izuku's own smile.
"Morning," she murmured before pushing herself forward to plant a quick kiss on his lips.
"Morning," he repeated before doing the same. Like that they stayed, basking in the presence of the other as the sunlight shined down upon them. It was almost perfection.
However, the real world quickly intruded upon them. From just beyond Izuku's door, noises began to spring up causing both of their eyes to widen in realization. Those noises quickly grew as more and more people began moving through the hallways. Students heading out for breakfast, to get some early morning training in, or just heading to class.
"Shit," the two teens swore at the same time as they scrambled to get up. Once on their feet, Izuku looked himself and Pony over causing even more panic to sink in. He could see that some of Pony's long hair was matted in various patches and reaching up to feel his own told him it was the same. Now he could feel just how grimy his skin felt, no doubt also smelling slightly. All of this could be taken care of with a shower, but…
"Crap," moaned Pony as she searched the small room for her clothing. "I can't go out there looking like this! Not with all those people out there!"
"It's ok," said Izuku, quickly grabbing her shoulders as his mind rushed to make a plan. "We…We'll do it like this: I'll take a quick shower before heading out. Then you take one and, hopefully, by the time you get out the halls will be empty."
"Yeah we have that rescue class at the USJ today," said Pony, her eyes darting from Izuku to the door, as if she half expected someone to knock it down at any moment. "What if someone notices that I'm using your body wash or something?"
"Then…Then just tell them you ran out of your own and asked me for some," said Izuku quickly. "Yeah, that'll work. We live on the same floor and everyone knows we know each other so that won't seem so weird."
"Right," said Pony with a nod, her body and face relaxing a bit as Izuku kissed her cheek before heading for the bathroom. Once the door was closed, Izuku made his way to the shower and turned it on. Even with the water running, steam filling the bathroom, he could still hear what Pony said next. "I'll bring a spare uniform to your room from now on. Then maybe we could shower together every morning."
Hearing that, Izuku turned the shower knob to cold before stepping in.
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"Excuse me, are you Izuku Midoriya?"
Startled by the sudden voice coming behind him, Izuku nearly dropped the two apple turnovers he had gotten for Pony. Cursing his nerves and hoping they hadn't been found out, he turned to see a tall figure standing behind him in the hallway leading to the heroics course. Of course it didn't take him long to recognize her as a member of class 1-A. He had seen her long, dark pony-tail a few times already in the library and the lunchroom while she sat with her classmates. And, well, there was no one else in their grade with breasts that large.
"Yes?" he replied, trying to stay calm.
"Pardon me. We haven't been properly introduced yet. My name is Momo Yaoyorozu, the Class Representative of your sister class," said the girl in a pleasant enough tone as she placed a hand over her heart.
"Oh," said Izuku, taking a small step back as he gave the taller girl a polite bow of respect. However, as he did this, he had to wonder what was going on. Judging by the fact that she knew his name, she had been clearly seeking him out. Yet why him and not Kendo? The orange-haired girl was the Class Rep of 1-B after all so it made more sense to talk to her about official Class Rep business. But, rather than ask about that, Izuku decided to ask something a bit more pressing. "How is your class holding up? I heard that no one was seriously hurt yesterday besides your teacher and Thirteen."
"When I saw them last night, they were fine," said Yaoyorozu with a bit of a smile. "Most were shaken and Mineta needs to get his diaper, er, I mean his hero costume cleaned, but other than a few minor injuries none of my classmates were seriously injured. We were lucky that All Might showed up in time to save us."
A slight smile appeared on Izuku's face, nodding as he heard that. He had heard a bit about what had happened, but nothing official. Just the stories that had been posted to his favorite hero sites. A part of him felt more than a little envious of Class 1-A since, despite the danger they were in, they not only got to train with his all time favorite hero but got to see him fight a powerful villain! It was something that Izuku had only ever seen in the online videos. Well, while it wouldn't be the same, perhaps All Might could tell his class the full story. After all, given what happened at the USJ, Izuku was nearly positive that they wouldn't be doing that today. And while that sucked, he had heard in the lunch room that All Might was on campus today meeting with the rest of the school staff and the police. Meaning he was sure to do something with them!
Yet, as Izuku stood there, a lingering negative thought began to worm its way into his head: if it had been Class 1-B who had been in danger, would All Might have been there to save them? The rational part of his mind screamed yes! Of course All Might would be there! Yet there was a softer, darker voice that questioned that.
Then, Yaoyorozu's smile vanished. "With that said, the danger we were in was real," she continued to say. "Had things gone differently, I might not have been able to fulfill one of the duties of my station which I neglected."
"Meaning?" asked Izuku, something curious.
"It's about an altercation that occurred between our two classes the other day," she explained, looking away from the green-haired teen as though ashamed of herself. "I am aware that you were present when everything went down and I am grateful that you were able to keep things from escalating. The fact that all of that happened within my proximity and failed to notice has not sat well with me. To be honest, I had wanted to talk to you and Kendo after school that day but with all of my new duties it slipped my attention. Then there was the USJ incident yesterday. I also wanted to apologize for the way my classmates behaved."
Izuku gave her a small smile, nodding his head slightly. "I was just looking after my classmates. I'm sure that, had you been there, we could have both prevented things from escalating." he said before his smile faded. "However, your apology is pretty meaningless."
That seemed to shock Yaoyorozu as she took a step back. "W-What do you mean?" she asked.
Izuku scratched his hair, averting his gaze a bit from the taller girl before replying. "Because…look, you weren't there. You weren't the one insulting or belittling our class. Nor were you spoiling for a fight. I get that you're sorry for what happened, but I don't know if they feel the same." As Izuku said this, he thought back to the time before his family moved. He recalled the mother of the bully coming to his family's apartment many times, bowing and apologizing for how her son acted. Izuku even recalled how she placed her hand roughly on the back of her son, forcing him to bow as well as he fought tooth and nail not to. While it had been a nice gesture, that's all it ever ended up being: a gesture. And an empty one at that since that kid never stopped. In the end, using their newfound money the Midoriya family decided to just move away.
"I see," said Yaoyorozu.
Izuku then let out a sigh as he turned around. "If one of those guys does feel sorry for how they acted, just tell them to swing by 1-B. My class, they're a really great group and if the apology is honest then it'll be water under the bridge. Now, I have to be getting to class so-"
"OH!" Yaoyorozu stated loudly, startling Izuku once more. The green-haired teen turned around just in time to see the black-haired girl reaching into her bag and pulling out a single piece of paper which she then handed to Izuku. "Sorry. I was asked by Aizawa-sensei to give you this."
Izuku gave the girl a curious look before looking down at the paper. At first glance, it seemed to be a document full of the usual. Asking for things like name, address, quirk, and so on. Nothing out of the ordinary, yet nothing that would explain what this was for. That is, however, until Izuku looked up at the top of the sheet to see a title in large, bold letters. "Class Transfer Form? What is-"
"Aizawa-sensei told me that he believes that you would do better in Class 1-A," explained Yaoyorozu, her smile returning. "I mean, you'll still be a hero course student, just having a different homeroom and Aizawa's heroic lesson plans. All you have to do is fill that out and you'll be transferred into our class. Personally, I think that you would-"
"Wouldn't that mean that someone in your class would be transferred out?" asked Izuku, cutting off Yaoyorozu.
The girl blinked at that. "I…suppose that would have to happen."
Izuku frowned as he looked down at the paper. Honestly, he didn't know what to feel about this. On one hand, the idea that one teacher wanted him in his classroom, reaching out like this was sort of flattering. Yet, at the same time, there was something unsettling about all this. Izuku knew that that hot-head that got the highest score in the exam was already in that class. Not to mention, if that loud mouthed blonde was correct, then the son of the number two hero was also there. Did her teacher just want more high scoring people in his class? Since he hadn't done anything spectacular nor had he even spoken to the man, all he could do was assume that it had something to do with his entrance exam. That or his quirk.
"When Aizawa-sensei returns, tell him I'll…think about it," said Izuku carefully before turning and walking away.
The rest of his trip to the classroom had been uneventful. Once inside, he quietly made his way to his desk while the rest of the class talked amongst themselves. Though it wasn't hard to pick up on what most of them were talking about: the USJ incident. From where he sat, Izuku could see that several of his classmates had their phones pulled out. Some were showing pictures of the massive hole in the dome of the structure created when All Might punched the enemy right through it while others just showed the hideous monster itself. Izuku fought the urge to shudder at the Nomu's appearance. Blackened skin, a beak-like mouth with jagged teeth, muscular body, and exposed brain. He had seen how quirks could drastically alter a person's body, but he had never seen nor heard of any quirk doing that to a person. Perhaps today, Kan-sensei would explain more about what had happened.
However, as much as Izuku wished he was mistaken, he could see that not everyone was looking at pictures of the event. Several of his classmates had their phones out, looking at posts made by those from Class 1-A. And judging by how they were glowering at their devices, it was safe to say that there was at least some level of bragging going on.
As Izuku sat there, resting his head on an open hand, Izuku began to wonder what would happen if he did fill out that form. Would one of those more arrogant students from Class 1-A be sent here? Would someone like that Bakugo person or Monoma treat it like a blow to their inflated ego? How would they handle being surrounded by the very people they had been mocking? Then again, what if it were someone else from that class? Someone who hadn't done anything to them. That seemed pretty unfair, being treated like an outcast in a class you weren't originally a part of all because a teacher wanted to trade students.
It made Izuku wonder if this Aizawa-sensei knew or even cared about the growing tensions between the classes.
Just before the bell rang, Pony appeared at the doorway panting heavily.
"M-Made it," she said in English between her heavy pants as she stumbled into the room.
"Did you have time for breakfast?" asked Izuku. When his girlfriend shook her head, Izuku just gave her a sympathetic smile before holding out the apple turnovers. "Figured. That's why I got you these."
"Izuku! You're the best!" cried Pony as she galloped over to Izuku. As she took the pastries in her hand, the blonde leaned down to kiss the boy on the lips. Though brief, the two blushed slightly as their lips met. When they separated, the duo spent a moment staring into the other's eyes before realizing that it had gotten quiet. As one they turned to see that the entire class was now staring at them in silence.
Then…
"IT FINALLY HAPPENED!" screamed Tokage, jumping into the air as several of the girls squealed with joy. Before Izuku could say anything or even blink, Pony was surrounded by a large group of giddy girls who were now asking about a thousand questions at once, never giving the girl a moment to answer.
"Finally? What are you talking about?" demanded Tetsutetsu. "It's barely been a week since school started! Damn it! I bet they wouldn't get together until their third year!"
"Money down the drain," wailed Shoda as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I bet Tokage would hook with him first, then there would be a big fight between them before they decided just to share! Why? The odds were in my favor!"
"You guys were making bets on us?" was all Izuku could ask as he watched the entirety of the guys in his class look crestfallen over their apparent losses. Well, all but one. Rin was leaning back in his seat, arms behind his head and grinning like the cat who had not just cooked the cannery but had also cooked it with expensive seasoning to make a five-star dish.
"Sorry guys, but it looks like you're all out of luck…and money," said Rin. The teen then shot Midoriya a grin. "Looks like we're the only two winners today. Congrats!"
"Midoriya!" came the loud voice of Tetsutetsu. The bulky teen charged right up to the bone user with tears running down his face. Once in front of him, Tetsutetsu placed both of his large hands on Izuku's shoulders with enough force that made the green-haired teen surprised that the desk didn't shatter. "You've made our class proud! Now we have something that those bastards in class 1-A don't have: the cutest class couple! Thank you! Thank you!"
"We didn't get together for that!" shouted Izuku as he glared up at the larger teen.
Thankfully, the class's celebration came to a swift end as the door opened to reveal their teacher. Everyone turned their heads to look at the fanged man only to recoil slightly. There was a sort of air around him that everyone could feel, like he was in a really bad mood or something and that seething rage was surrounding him like a cloak. As Kan stormed over to his desk, his eyes downcast, the rest of the class made their way to their seats with Pony quickly eating her food as she did.
"Good morning class," said Kan once he was in front of his desk. "I know that today we were supposed to have our lesson at the USJ. However, due to the area still under investigation and Thirteen still receiving medical care, that lesson will have to be postponed indefinitely."
"I figured that would be the case," said the glue master Bondo. As a few of the other students murmured in agreement, Izuku just let out a sigh. He too had figured this would be the case, however there was a part of him that hoped that they could do the rescue trailing elsewhere. Like in one of the model cities or something.
"I know you were all looking forward to this lesson. Because of this incident, you are all now further behind the other students of your year. For that, I am truly sorry," continued Kan, his eyes closed as he gripped the sides of his desk with so much force that it looked like it would snap in half any moment.
"Sensei, its not your fault," said Kendo with several others shaking their heads in agreement.
Kan, however, disagreed. "Yes, it is my fault. As your teacher, it is my responsibility to ensure that your training goes smoothly and that you are given every opportunity to succeed. Already I have been blindsided far too often causing all of you to be left behind. Which is why I will be doing everything possible to ensure you are ready for the U.A. Sports Festival in two weeks!"
"WHAT?!" shouted nearly everyone in the room at once.
"We're still having the sports festival? Even after the school was attacked by villains?" demanded Yanagi, raising her voice for the first time this year as she stood up.
"Believe me, I fought against it," said Kan as he shook his head. "And so too did a few others, but in the end it was decided that by canceling the Sports Festival would be a win for the villains. That we need to show the world that, despite this attack, we are still strong. As a precaution, we shall be upping our security with additional pro heroes.
"As for the Sports Festival itself, as much as I hate to admit it, it's something that none of you can afford to miss. Pros from across Japan will be watching all of you with keen interest, looking for potential talent to scout for an internship. The further you go, the more chances you'll have to show off your skills which in turn will likely increase the number of offers you will receive. And, as unfair as it is, most of the pros will be paying attention to 1-A since they were involved in the USJ. Which means all of you will have to work even harder if you want to stand out."
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"This sucks!" shouted Tetsutetsu once lessons were over for the day. Izuku watched as he gritted his teeth while standing up, knocking his chair over in the process. It looked like at any moment his quirk would activate as he made his way towards the door, only to be stopped by Kendo's large hand.
"Where are you going?" she asked, using what the class was now referring to as her 'big sister voice'.
"Where the hell do you think I'm going?!" roared Tetsutetsu as he glared at the class rep. "I'm heading over to those show boats in class 1-A and declaring war on them."
"That's right! We can't let them walk all over us like this," said Honenuki as he stood up as well. "We need to tell that to their attention seeking faces!"
"All that will do is give them more attention!" shouted Kendo, slamming her enlarged fist onto the ground. She then gestured towards the open door, indicating the students that were heading down to class 1-A. "Look, none of them asked to be attacked by villains. None of them asked for the spotlight to be placed upon them. But-"
"But that isn't stopping them from enjoying it," growled Kamakiri as he held up his phone. Curious, Izuku walked over so that he was next to Kendo so that the two of them could see what he was showing them. It was a post put up by that grape haired boy. Said boy had on a lecherous grin as he made a double V for victory sign. Below it, the boy had written a rather lengthy boast about how he had taken out many villains already and encouraging the ladies to watch him as he dominated the Sports Festival.
"Clearly, this is going to their heads," added Shiozaki, holding up her own phone displaying a post by Monoma. Izuku had to fight back a groan as he read the, thankfully, shorter text that just talked about how superior class 1-A was.
"Guys, what's even the point in trying?" asked Rin, gaining the attention of the room. As heads turned to look at him, shoulders slumped in defeat as he stared down at his feet. All traces of his former good mood were gone. "I mean, doesn't it feel like the school already favors them? I mean, it was bad enough knowing that All Might was giving them preferential treatment. But now? The only ones the pros are going to be watching are class 1-A. So won't it make sense that the school will do everything it can to highlight them?"
"What?" asked Tetsutetsu, clearly taken aback by Rin's words. "You don't…You don't really think…"
"Of course I do!" shouted Rin, slamming a fist into a nearby deck as dragon scales formed on his arm. "We're the only class he cancels on! He's probably going to be giving them even more lessons until the day of the Sports Festival! Us? Well, what about us? I bet he's already written us off!"
"That's not true!" said Izuku, loud enough to get everyone's attention. "At least, I don't believe it's true. There has to be a good reason why he's canceling our lessons."
"All the other teachers make time for us," said Shishida with a frown. "He's the only one who keeps canceling on us."
Izuku winced at that, finding it hard to deny what was being said since, once again, All Might had canceled at the last minute again. Maybe it was because he had nothing prepared for them since the USJ was closed, but that didn't mean he couldn't do anything with them. He could have done a lecture on quirk scenarios, had them do some combat training, or anything. What's more, they all knew he was in the building as half the class had seen him going into the teacher's break room. So…why? What had they done, what could they have done, to cause the symbol of peace and justice to ignore them?
And, if he was being honest, it was starting to hurt. Even a diehard fan boy like Izuku was finding it harder and harder to defend the man.
Izuku then looked around at his classmates, his heart sinking as he did so. There were a few who still looked determined like Tokage and Pony. But looking at everyone else was a different story as the rest of the class had their heads down, including Kendo. He could see the class rep biting her thumb as she stared at something that wasn't there. The others, their bodies looked almost limp as if they would fall over any moment. So gritted their teeth while others looked like they would fall into the nearest seat at any moment.
Not liking where this was going, Izuku spoke up.
"We all knew becoming heroes wouldn't be an easy road," said Izuku with confidence, several of his classmates lifting their heads to look at him. "And maybe you're right. Maybe the school does favor the students in 1-A. Maybe…even All Might does." Saying that hurt a lot more than Izuku thought, so much so that he needed to take several deep breaths to calm his nerves before continuing. "But that just means we're going to have to work even harder! Because I'm not giving up on my dreams of becoming a hero!"
"Yeah, but what can we do?" asked Awase.
"We can start by helping each other," said Izuku, looking over at Kendo as he spoke. The girl met his gaze for a moment, eyes slowly widening in realization before finally nodding. He nodded in return before looking back at his classmates. "Both me and Kendo can help anyone who wants to improve their martial arts skills."
"We can…," began Kendo, her eyes widening as the light in her eyes seemed to return at full force. Her voice became energized, her smile growing. "We can even set up group training. Maybe work on combos with everyone! We'll work together to defeat everyone else in the Festival!"
"That sounds awesome!" yelled Tetsutetsu, now grinning as his hardening quirk activated.
"What one can not do alone, many shall," said Shiozaki, a small yet pleasant smile on her face. All around, more and more people were lifting their heads. Except for…
"But, only one of us can win," said Rin, looking torn between hope and despair.
"This isn't just about getting to the top," said Izuku. "This is about showing what our class is made of. Sure, the last round of the Sports Festival is always a tournament. But the first round is usually designed to cut out most of the support class, general studies, and business classes. Second round is done so that they can cut that number down enough so that there aren't too many people in the final round. So, our goal should be to work together and to ensure that as many of us as possible get into that third round! If we can make sure that more of us are in the spotlight, I'll call that a win. One of us getting to the top three is a win plus. Having class 1-B getting the bronze, silver, and gold? That's what I call going plus ultra."
"Couldn't agree more," said Pony, shooting Izuku a smile before turning to look at everyone else. "So, what are we going to shoot for?"
"PLUS ULTRA!" shouted the class, everyone raising their fists into the air as they did so.
And little did they know that Kan had his back leaning against the hallway wall, eyes closed as he listened to his students with pride.