This ... this was bad.

Shouta Aizawa felt a headache coming quickly as he stared at the wreckage of the room. It had been Principal Nezu's idea that, instead of dorm rooms for the second and third years, they would instead install boarding houses so that the students would be able to simulate living in a real house, and practice responsibilities so that once they do graduate and move out of U.A, they would be able to adjust to real life.

But now he was staring at what was going to be Izuku Midoriya's room, a huge hole in the wall and the walls looking ready to collapse. Two third year students got into an unsanctioned fight, and the results had led to the dorm house that would've belonged to Izuku Midoriya, Tenya Iida, Shouto Todoroki, Fumikage Tokoyami, Yuuga Aoyama, Minoru Mineta and Kouji Kouda. None of the other rooms were in too bad a shape, probably needed trimming up by the workers, but Midoriya's room ... it would take weeks to repair. And the students were supposed to move in in two days.

"Eraser."

Aizawa turned to see Vlad King coming up the stairs, looking into the broken room and wincing.

"Jeez, they really did do a number on this one," He shook his head. "Where are the idiots?"

"With Recovery Girl, wrapped up and ready for suspension," Aizawa sighed and crossed his arms, "but that doesn't change the fact that we're now down one room."

"Can he stay with any of the others?"

"No, no room. It'd be too cramped, and he can't sleep in the living room while we work on repairs."

"What about the other house?"

"They were specifically built with seven rooms in mind. Same with the girls' dorms - I trust Midoriya to be respectful, more out of anyone in my class, but there wouldn't be any room." Aizawa shook his head and turned to his collegue. "I'm sorry to push this on you, but is there any room in Class 1B's dorm houses he can stay in? Just until the room is repaired."

Vlad King thought about it, seriously considering if there was anywhere they could stick him until he could move back in. He then thought of the one situation, but he tried to search for another - and found none. Sighing, he crossed his arms and grumped.

"There ... is one of our houses that was accidentally built for eight. There's only seven occupants, so he could move in there while the room gets repaired.

"Good. I'll let him know."

"Hold on Eraser," Vlad King shook his head. "There is one problem."

It was the end of the school week, Saturday, and everyone was talking excitedly. Class 1A was about to finally move out of the dorms and into their boarding houses, where they would get to simulate living in their own homes, taking care of chores, and doing their own grocheries. It was implemented by Principal Nezu, and everyone was excited to be living with their friends. Katsuki and his squad, plus Ojiro, Satou and Shouji, got their own house to themselves, with Eijirou joking about pigging out and leaving a mess to the clean freak Kacchan, who looked like he was going to rip off his head. The girls were also excited to be living exclusively with each other, with Uraraka promising the other members of the Dekusquad to invite them over all the time.

Izuku Midoriya sighed as he leaned back, shutting his notebook and smiling to himself. He was also excited to be living with his friends; he'd miss seeing them all in the dorms, but he knew they had classes, plus Uraraka inviting them over to stay the night for sleepovers, despite Iida's reprimanding that staying in a girl's dorm was irresponsible for those of the opposite sex. Izuku had all his things packed up, and ready to go, when Aizawa strolled back into the classroom, Vlad King behind him.

"Alright," Aizawa said tiredly, causing the entire class to look to their teacher respectfully, "you all know that you're moving in to your houses tomorrow, so don't be late, don't forget anything in the dorms, because the next occupants will throw them out, and be sure to wake up early to get to class on time, the houses are farther away. But now, Midoriya, there's something we need to discuss."

Izuku jumped in his seat, looking up at his teacher as he addressed him in front of the class, with Vlad King standing beside him crossing his arms. The entire class glanced between them, wondering why Aizawa called him out like that. Neither his nor Vlad King's expression didn't give anything away though, looking as tired and worn out as ever, while Vlad King looked a bit peeved.

"Sorry to say, Midoriya, but the room you were supposed to move in to tomorrow was destroyed in a fight between your upperclassmen. We checked it out and it'll take a few weeks for the repairmen to completely renovate it. Since the rooms are too small to bunk you with someone, and we can't put you in the living room, we're going to send you to the only room in the hero course that's available while we do repairs."

"Oh! Okay, Aizawa-sensei." Izuku blinked, feeling a bit surprised but quickly understanding. It made sense, of course - they had done a tour of the houses, and he knew that the rooms were far too small for two people - so sending him to room somewhere else while they worked on his room made sense. He was a bit saddened that he wouldn't be moving in with his classmates immediately, but he understood the situation.

"Aizawa-sensei!" Iida jumped up from his seat, a hand in the air. "If I may ask, where will Midoriya be staying while they work on his room? It is imperative that he doesn't fall behind while living somewhere else without supervision."

"You don't have to worry about that, kid," Vlad King spoke up gruffly from behind him, turning to look at Izuku now. "Which brings us to the bad news. The truth is, the only room open right now," He took a deep breath, obviously not happy about it, "is in the Class 1B girls' dorm."

Izuku felt himself freeze up in shock while everyone else in the class either gasped a bit, looked at him in shock, or tried hard to suppress their giggles. Izuku, on the other hand, felt himself start to slowly wilt inside. The Class 1B dorm with the girls. Like - like Kendou and Shiozaki and Tokage. Them. A house filled with girls. A house filled with girls that he was staying at. Oh, god, how the hell was he supposed to do this?!

"I'll say this now, Midoriya," Vlad King continued, snapping Izuku out of his momentary crisis, "we are arranging this because we trust you to stay out of trouble with them. I hope that you'll be a nice addition to their house and not cause any problems. If you do, we'll know. I trust Kendou to look after you, so don't let her or the rest of your house down."

"Y-yes sir."

Vlad King sighed. "Don't worry too much about it, kid. It's just until your room gets repaired, and then you'll be back in. You can trust Kendou to take care of you, she's responsible. The girls have been moved in since yesterday, so they can help you set up if you need it."

"I - I understand, sir."

"Good." Aizawa nodded, and walked to the door with Vlad King in tow. "You're dismissed."

He slowly slid the door shut, and at the moment the door clicked, pandemonium ensued.

"MIDORIYA!" Mineta screamed, tears dripping onto the table as he grabbed Izuku's shoulders and shook him furiously. "YOU LUCKY SON OF A BITCH! OF ALL THE ROOMS TO GET BROKEN, IT WAS THE ONE NEXT TO MINE?! I WAS SO CLOSE TO LIVING WITH SO MANY BUXOM BABES!"

"Do not refer to your other classmates as 'buxom, Mineta!" Iida shouted at him, pointing a hand at him as Tsuyu wrapped him up with her tongue, grabbing a duffel bag at the side of the room and drawing him closer in it, intending to zip it up and throw it around. "As for you, Midoriya, none of us could see this coming, so I'm afraid I can't properly lecture you on your behavior. But trust me when I say that I will be checking up with Kendou to make sure you are on your best behavior!"

"Dude, it's Midoriya, it's not like he's some perv," Eijirou laughed, patting Denki's shoulder while he despaired.

"Anyway, Deku, if you do need anything, let me know, okay?" Ochako patted his shoulder, giving him a comforting smile. "Me and Nejire can come and hang out with you if you want, just so it doesn't get too awkward. You aren't exactly close to any of the girls, right?"

"Er - no, besides Kendou, but she's mostly an acquaintance," Izuku confirmed, touched that Ochako and her girlfriend would come and hang out with him if he was feeling uncomfortable. "And I'll keep that in mind, Uraraka, thank you."

"I'm not worried," Kacchan huffed, smirking. "It's not like Deku is able to even get in a girl's pants, it's impossible for a nerd like him."

"It's more possible for him to get a girlfriend than you, gremlin," Ochako countered, causing Katsuki to wheel around, foaming at the mouth.

"THE FUCK YOU SAY, ROUND FACE?!"

Izuku let out a small laugh at the small argument breaking out, before returning to his thoughts. He was, admittedly, much more nervous about this than he was letting on - getting to live with a bunch of beautiful girls, even if it was temporary, wasn't something he was ready to hear, let alone do on the drop of a hat. He remembered Vlad King's warning, that he'd know if he did anything, and promised himself that he would be on his best behavior, even though he hadn't planned to do anything dirty like that in the first place. He nodded to himself as Iida had to hold Uraraka back from beating up Kacchan, who was struggling to get out of Kirishima's grip.

It was only for a few weeks, then he'd be back with the other guys. No problem.

Big problem. Big problem.

Izuku stared up in slight horror at the large house in front of him, his things placed on the side of the stairs. He had gotten his stuff over here, a small house at the edge of the forest U.A. had installed, and he felt nervous in every fiber of his being. He was not ready to live with a bunch of girls! What if - what if he said something weird, and they all got awkward? It was one thing if it was Uraraka, she'd been his best friend since he got into U.A, but a bunch of girls he barely interacted with before?! That was ludicrous! And, of course, once he did arrive he realized another problem: He didn't have a key. He had a key for the other house, but not this one.

He was half-tempted to bury himself in the garden outside the house when a voice behind him spoke up.

"Midoriya?"

Izuku jumped, surprised at the voice right behind him, and whirled around. Itsuka Kendou was looking up at him, panting slightly as she slowed down from her run, and looked a bit confused at him as she pulled her earphones out of her ears. Izuku went a bit red when he glanced down, and saw she was wearing a crop top that exposed her stomach, which was quite muscular when he glanced at it, and shorts that rode up to her upper thigh, exposing her pale and healthy legs. He felt like slapping himself for the quick glance, and whipped his gaze back up to her eyes.

Idiot, Izuku! What was our agreement?! Keep it together!

"Uh, what're you doing here?" Itsuka asked, curious, and flipped her orange ponytail behind her shoulder, her eyes narrowing for a few seconds while she looked up at him. Izuku felt like an idiot when he couldn't speak immediately, suddenly distracted by how nice she looked, sweat shining on her forehead, dripping down her -

This time, Izuku nearly slapped himself to get him out of that mindset immediately - he had been clearly warned by Vlad King and Aizawa, so he needed to watch himself - and subtly pinched his leg, trying to distract himself with the pain to make him stop checking her out, goddamn it!

"W-well," Izuku cleared his throat nervously, "I - I was - I was told that I'd - ahem, I'd be - living here - until - "

"Oh!" Itsuka gasped, understanding filling her face as she clapped her hands together. "You're the guy from 1A that's supposed to stay with us!"

"Yeah," Izuku sank his shoulders, thankful that she managed to come to that conclusion when he clearly couldn't spit it out.

"Oh, thank god," Itsuka walked up the steps so she stood beside him, her hands on her hips and a relieved smile on her face, "I'll be honest, I was scared we would get someone like that Mineta or Kaminari here - you know, a real pervert."

"Er - yeah."

"Oh, that's not to say that I'm not happy it's you!" She assured him, waving her hands frantically. "You're awesome, so I'm looking forward to living with you for the next few weeks! But why were you just standing on the front porch? Why haven't you gone in?"

"I, uh ..." Izuku felt himself blush again, "I don't have a key."

"Oh. Oh, right." This time, it was Itsuka's turn to blush, slapping a hand to her forehead in exasperation. "Oh, man, I forgot we had to make separate keys for the door. Don't worry, Midoriya, I'll let you in, and then I can run to Power Loader to make a key for you."

"O-oh, that's okay, I can do it -"

"No, no, let me," Itsuka shook her head, moving to the door to open it with the key around her neck, "I should've thought about making one for you when Vlad King told me someone was moving in upstairs, so I'll take care of it." After unlocking the door, she turned around and put the key in his hand, surprising him. "Here, you can use mine for now, since you're probably going in and out for your stuff. I can ask Reiko to help you too, her quirk's really good for that kind of stuff. Or Yui, she can shrink it all and carry it upstairs."

"Oh, no, that's - "

"Midoriya," he zipped up when Itsuka gave him a half-hearted glare, putting her hands on her hips, "it's not a problem. Seriously."

"Er - o-okay."

"Good," Itsuka nodded happily, and turned to open the door, holding it open for him. Gulping a bit nervously, Izuku gave her a shaky smile and entered the boarding house, Itsuka following behind him and closing the door gently.

The bottom floor was wide, attached to a kitchen and dining room, which had a huge table with up to seven seats. The kitchen/dining room also connected to the living room, with several comfortable couches and chairs lined up pointing to a large tv, which was currently playing a concert from Korea. Sitting in the chairs and couches was Setsuna Tokage, Yui Kodai and Reiko Yanagi, who were dressed in casual wear, including gym shorts and t-shirts, and turned around when they heard the door open. In the kitchen, Ibara Shiozaki was tending to some spaghetti on the oven-top, who also turned when she heard the door, and Pony Tsunotori and Kinoko Komori, playing a game of Uno at the dining table, turned to see who opened the door. Izuku couldn't help but gulp when all eyes turned to him.

"Hey girls," Itsuka said from behind him, causing him to jump - all the attention on him, he had almost forgotten she was there - "Apparently it's Midoriya who's coming to stay with us from 1A. Let's get along with him, okay?"

"Oh! It's Midoriya!" Setsuna flashed him a grin and stood up, stretching her arms over her head - her chest pushed off, and Izuku quickly fixed his gaze to the ground. "Honestly, thank god, dude, I thought it was gonna be someone like Bakugou coming here - I'd rather not have to deal with him."

"Ooh! A cutie!" Pony said happily in English, jumping up from her seat to walk over to greet him. Kinoko was quick to glance at her cards when they were thrown to the table, grumping about the hand she was holding. "It's nice to see you, Midoriya," Pony bowed slightly, holding her hands together. "I hope we get along!"

"Indeed, Midoriya," Ibara also walked over, giving him a bow. "I hope we have a nice time living together for the next few weeks."

"Hello," Yui said in her monotone voice, while Reiko waved to him from her seat on the couch.

"Okay, since we're all acquainted," Itsuka continued speaking, looking over to the girls on the couch, "Midoriya needs some help getting his stuff in and up to his room. Reiko, can I ask you help him out? Or you, Yui?"

"I can," Reiko stood from the couch, holding her hands in her usual way like a zombie, "the concert was getting kind of boring anyway, I'm welcome to a distraction."

"I'll help too!" Setsuna volunteered.

"I would, but I need to watch over my lunch," Ibara said apologetically, hurriedly returning to the boiling pot over the oven. "Do call me if you do need my help, though!"

"Great," Itsuka nodded happily, glad that everyone was up for helping their new roommate move his things in, and turned to Izuku. "Midoriya, I'm gonna run to Power Loader's, and make that key for you. Just hang out until I get back, and I'll give you your own copy. Oh, wait, before I forget!" She quickly brought out her phone, and tapped it to the one Izuku had in his hand. "I'll give you my number, so if you do need anything, just let me know!"

Izuku tried to make some kind of confirmation, or at least thank her for looking out for him, but he was kinda distracted by the fact that he just casually got a girl's phone number and he didn't even have to ask. As he struggled with that information, Setsuna caught a glimpse of his red face, and felt a mischievous grin fall upon hers as she realized the guy they were living in could go supernova in the drop of a hat.

Ooh, this is going to be so much fun.

"You should get going, Itsuka," Yui told her friend, wrinkling her nose a bit. "You smell."

"I do?!" Itsuka gasped, then slapped her head, going red, "Oh, god, I forgot I was running! Sorry about that guys! Midoriya, like I said, if you need anything, just text me!"

With that, she turned on her heel and went to the door, opening and waving bye to everyone. Once it was closed, Reiko approached Izuku, who was trying to calm down his embarrassment, and cleared her throat.

"Now, Midoriya, would you like to get your stuff in? We can do it right now if you'd like."

"Oh! U-uh, sure, Yanagi," Izuku nodded, and followed her as she lead the way out the door, Setsuna trailing close behind with that mischievous grin on her face. Pony and Kinoko returned to their game, and Yui sat back down on her chair, although she was ready to hop up if they needed her help, and Ibara stirred her lunch. Outside, they went to the small pile of bags outside the door, and Setsuna decided to start up the teasing.

"So, Midoriya," She clasped her hands behind her back, grinning up at him when he turned around to look at her, "How big were the fights?"

"Huh? Which fights?"

"The fights to decide who was coming to live with us, obviously!" She laughed a bit. "I gotta think most of the guys in your grade beat each other black and blue for this chance, so I'm surprised I didn't hear anyone got suspended."

"O-oh, that's what you meant. And s-sorry, no fights. Aizawa just kinda said I was living with you guys, and that was that." Izuku couldn't help but shudder a bit. "Although Mineta and Kaminari looked like they were going to rip my head off."

"I know Mineta's pretty bad, but is Kaminari the same?" Setsuna asked curiously, picking up one of his backpacks and slinging it over her shoulder while Reiko started floating stuff up. "I always see Jirou beat him up, so I assume it's because of that."

"Er - no, not always," Izuku assured her, picking up his duffel bag, "he's a lot better than Mineta, just - he can get carried away."

"Still, I think it's for the better that it's you instead of any of the other guys," Reiko floated the bags to the front porch, putting them down gently in case there was something fragile in there before beginning to float the others. "I'm not very comfortable with them, I haven't met any of them."

"Er - I don't - I don't exactly remember ... you know ... meeting you," Izuku admitted, embarrassed, but Reiko shook her head.

"Well, everyone knows you," She told him. "Even Monoma admits you're a pretty nice guy - even if he hates you."

"Erk."

"Don't worry about Monoma, no one really cares what he thinks of the other 1A guys," Setsuna climbed up the steps, disconnecting her hand so she could send it to grab another bag, "we know you're pretty awesome, so we're looking forward to having Cutie Number 8 in the house."

"Cutie number -?!" Izuku couldn't help his blush exploding on his face again, causing Setsuna to laugh and Reiko to shake her head.

"Yep! And Green-Head Number 2! Don't worry, you can be broccoli, and I'll be seaweed!"

"Setsuna, let up on him, he just got here." Reiko lightly reprimended her, shaking her head. "Besides, he's more like parsley than broccoli."

"Huh? Parsley?" Setsuna looked a bit closer, trying hard not to burst out laughing at the nervous look on his face as she invaded his private bubble. "Y'know what, yeah! He's parsley. I'm gonna call you Parsley for now on, is that okay?"

"P-Parsley?!"

"Yep!" Setsuna flashed him a shark grin and gave him a thumbs up. "And you can call me Seaweed!"

"I - I don't think -"

"She's going to destroy him," Reiko said quietly, shaking her head.

It didn't take very long for Izuku to get all of his stuff inside, assisted by Reiko's telekinetic quirk and Setsuna using her spread out arms to bring everything in, giving her time to tease Izuku more and cause him to resemble a beet instead of parsley. Yui, after seeing them come in, decided to help up as well, shrinking all of his stuff so that he could get it up the stairs in one go. Izuku would be in the separate room on the top floor, so she agreed to walk upstairs with him and put his stuff away.

While Izuku went up the stairs, Yui picked up a duffel bag and slung it over her shoulder, intending to follow him upstairs, only to see him walking up them first, and her eyes automatically went down ... to his butt.

Yui blinked, her expression unchanging but a definite feeling of approval shot through her. The other girls liked to joke that she was eternally thirsty, and she never denied it - she admitted she liked looking at boys, thinking about what's underneath the clothes, and the deadpan way she always talked about it made Setsuna laugh her ass off while Ibara looked aghast.

She liked to perv on guys, but Izuku ... from the look of the t-shirt and clothes, he intentionally wore baggy clothes. His arms looked like they were double the size of hers, muscles straining as he picked up his stuff. The way he walked up the stairs drew Yui's eyes back down to his ass, and she felt a small shudder go through her. It was strange, usually she liked admiring and not touching, but Izuku went from appealing eye candy to wanting the clothes on the floor asap. She followed him up the stairs, her eyes never wandering away, and nodded to herself.

Vlad King had told them discreetly about a guy coming to live with them, and asked them to let him know if he did anything perverted. Well, Izuku wasn't a pervert ... but she definitely was.

Once they were on the top floor, Izuku grunted as he put the stuff on the ground, and Yui pressed her fingers together, resuming the size.

"Whew," Izuku wiped some sweat from his brow, and Yui shuddered a bit - god damn her horniness, she wanted to lick that off his forehead - "that was much easier than I expected. Thank you, Kodai."

"No problem," Yui nodded, still looking completely normal while her eyes practically undressed him, "if you do need anything else, let me know. I'm going to go to my room for a while, it's the second floor."

"Okay," Izuku nodded, smiling at her. "Thanks again!"

Yui nodded, and made her way out of the room and towards her own. She made a plan - go to her room, pull up her phone, turn on some porno, and masturbate thinking of him. If that happened and she felt a bit ashamed, she wouldn't pursue anything. If she still thought about him like that, she'd make an offer.

A bit backwards? Kind of. But hey, she was horny.

It took Izuku about two hours to get everything out of the bags and set up. His All Might collection was placed carefully on his table, the posters hung up, and the bed made, and Izuku stood proud, smiling down at his stuff. He was so insistent about setting his things up, he had almost forgotten that he was now in a house full of girls. He was still nervous, but it definitely helped that the girls were so nice to him.

As the last thing to decorate, Izuku put a large photo on his bedside table. It had been taken last Christmas, the Dekusquad sitting together on the couch all dressed as Santa as they laughed. Izuku smiled at the photo, warm feelings bubbling up to the surface. He had thought it a blessing in disguise when word went around that Shigaraki tripped on a banana-peel and broke his neck on a fire hydrant, and the rest of the League was swiftly captured by the heroes that spring due to the utter surprise that their leader died pathetically. Izuku wasn't one to complain about a losing out on a proper confrontation, though - Kacchan already did that plenty for the both of them.

There was a knock on the door, and Izuku jumped slightly, turning to see Itsuka poke her head in while smiling.

"Hey, Midoriya!" She greeted him. "I got your key, if you wanna take it. Plus, dinner's about ready, if you wanna come down and eat with us."

"Oh!" Izuku walked over, opening the door so that she could hand him his temporary key. Izuku also thought to give her back her own key, which she accepted and put around her neck.

"So how did your ... decorating ... go ..." Itsuka's smile faltered as she got a good look at the room, and Izuku felt himself freeze up as her eyes scanned the All Might decorations, his face going red for the umpteenth time that day. Izuku was suddenly overcome with fight-or-flight, and quickly launched himself at Itsuka, pushing her out the door and slamming it shut. Itsuka blinked, and looked at Izuku, who refused to look back at her. Slowly, Itsuka started to giggle.

"So you really are a fanboy," she laughed, and Izuku collapsed against his door, sliding to his knees while groaning lowly.

Thankfully, she managed to convince him to come downstairs with her, where the girls had set the table and were waiting for them. Ibara carried a tray of food over to from the kitchen, putting it down and sitting down, smiling up at them. Yui also returned from the kitchen after washing her hands, glancing at Izuku and nodding to herself. Finally, everyone sat down, Izuku sitting between Yui and Kinoko, and Ibara did a quick prayer before everyone started digging in, Izuku's eyes going wide when he had his first bite of food.

"This is delicious!" He said excitedly, looking over at Ibara and Pony. "You guys really made this?"

"Of course." Ibara nodded, picking up her chopsticks, "I was raised to take care of myself, so I learned to cook at a young age. If you ever need to learn how to make something, please let me know, I'd be happy to show you."

"And don't forget me!" Pony nodded excitedly. "I made the bread from scratch, isn't it nice?"

"Um - I'm not sure what you said, but it is good!" Izuku confirmed, taking a bite. Pony smiled in happiness, while Setsuna rolled her eyes but patted her head anyways.

"Ooh! I got a question for you, Midoriya!" Kinoko turned to look at him, her eyes unseen through the hair covering them, and Izuku turned to look at her. "Do you like pizza?"

"Huh? Er, yeah."

"What do you like on them?"

"Oh, no," Itsuka groaned, rubbing a hand against her face.

"Er - pepperoni, tomatoes, bacon, ham, mushrooms -"

"Shrooms!" She hit the table excitedly, surprising Izuku. "In that case, next time we have pizza, let me put the mushrooms on! They're my specialty!"

"Girl, what makes you think we want your mushrooms on our pizza?" Setsuna grumbled, shaking her head. "Besides, they only last like two or three hours, right?"

"But they're delicious!" Kinoko insisted.

"Midoriya, if she ever asks if you want a mushroom, do not accept." Reiko advised him. "She'll take that opportunity to smother you with them. You haven't ever woken up with mushrooms on every surface."

"That was one time!"

"So your quirk is to create mushrooms? Is there any limit to that?" Izuku asked, his interest in quirks turning his attention straight to the brown haired girl.

"Yeppers! Once my mushroom touch a solid surface, they grow big and strong! Even if it's someone else's body!"

"That's really interesting to know," Izuku muttered, pinching his lip between his fingers, "from what I've seen, you could even grow it inside someone's mouth, the possibilities are endless. Komori, do you mind if I ask you more about your quirk? Uh, actually," he suddenly turned sheepish, rubbing a hand through his hair, "do you guys mind if I ask you all about your quirks? It's - it's kinda my hobby."

The girls glanced at each other, and, not seeing the harm, Itsuka nodded. "Hell yeah, Midoriya. Fire away."

"Great!" Izuku whipped his notebook out of nowhere, surprising the girls. "In that case, Kendou, you can grow your hands out, right? Is there any limit to that, or can you grow them as big as you want?"

The girls were split between wondering where he got his notebook from, and suddenly realizing, oh, no, he's cute.

The rest of dinner went off very pleasantly, Izuku growing more excited the more he learned about their various quirks, filling up several pages of their info while munching on his dinner absent-mindedly, which Itsuka made sure he ate so he didn't go without food in his excitement. During that time, Itsuka also told him the schedule for bath times, and everyone agreed that Izuku could wait last for everyone to get done, to limit the chances of Izuku accidentally walking in on one of them (Yui grumbled quietly in disappointment, but no one noticed).

Once everyone was done, Izuku insisted that he would be the one to do the dishes, since they made dinner, and everyone smiled at him, going to the living room to relax or their rooms. Once Izuku was done with the dishes, he told them that he was going to his room, to make sure everything in his notebook was neat, and they all bid him goodnight.

Izuku made it up to his room, and sat down at his desk, making sure his writing w as neat and presentable. After two hours, he was done, and nodded in satisfaction at his new entries, shutting the book, and glanced at his alarm clock, blinking in surprise at the late hour. He got changed into his pyjama pants, heading into the bathroom and brushing his teeth. After making sure he had gotten everything, he went back upstairs, starting to turn off his light before he suddenly heard a knock on his door.

Blinking, and wondering who was knocking at his door at this late hour, Izuku went to the door and opened it, surprised to see Yui standing in his door, looking up at him with that blank look on her face.

"Oh!" Izuku smiled, opening the door a bit wider. "Hey, Kodai. What's up?"

"Nothing much," She shrugged. "I was just wondering if you were sleeping yet."

"I was about to," he told her. "I just got done finishing up your page, and I was going to turn in. Are you going to bed, too?"

"I stay up a bit later, but I'll be in bed soon. I just wanted to let you know - I didn't get a chance to tell you this during supper, but if you do need anything, you can run it by me, okay?"

"Oh?" Izuku raised an eyebrow, curious. "Like ..."

"Like if you need someone to walk to class, or hang out with, or do chores with. Anything you need."

"Oh! Well, okay, Kodai! I'll let you know."

"Mm." Yui nodded, not moving from her position outside his door. "And if you ever want to make out, you can just ask."

"Alright, I understand. Goodnight, Kodai." Izuku smiled at her, and gently closed the door, smiling to himself about Yui's generosity. He had made it to his bed, intending to lie down and go to sleep, when what she said suddenly registered, and he froze in his tracks. With a speed that would make Iida proud, Izuku zipped back to the door, ripping it open to see Yui still staring up at where his face was, her expression unchanged.

"I - I - I - I - I, what?"

"You didn't hear me?" Yui cocked an eyebrow. "I said if you wanted to ever make out with me, just tell me."

"N-n-no, I h-heard you." Izuku stammered, blushing bright red while she remained flippant. "Y-you said - I - what?"

Yui raised both eyebrows now, looking up at him with an unreadable expression. "You're saying you don't want to?"

"N-no, I didn't - I - no!" Izuku tried desperately to form some kind of answer for her that didn't stumble over every word, and he finally managed to calm down his red cheeks before answering, "I'm just - I'm just confused. Why?"

"Why?" Yui crossed her arms, "I think you're attractive, and I would like to make out with you if I ever got the chance. I also checked out your butt, and it is very nice. Do you not think I'm attractive?"

"N-no, that's not it! You're very - you're -" Izuku sighed, rubbing a hand against his eyes. "I'm just not sure why you think I'm attractive."

"Well, you are. Would you like me to prove it?"

"P-prove it? How?"

Yui suddenly reached out, and Izuku flinched as she cupped his cheeks, staring up at him with those rich blue eyes that Izuku suddenly couldn't look away from. She leaned in, pressing her forehead against his as he leaned down to her height, and Izuku stuttered, alarm bells going off in his head that this was a very, very bad idea.

"I - I don't think -"

"Don't think then," She whispered, pressing herself up against him. "Just ... do."

With that, she pressed her lips against his, Izuku's eyes blowing open in surprise. Her lips were - they were very soft. Very warm. Very inviting. Izuku unconsciously moved his lips against hers, she opening her mouth to push her tongue against his lips, asking to be let in. Izuku couldn't think properly, but he still opened his mouth, letting her in to explore. Yui's hands began exploring as well, rubbing his stomach and back, feeling up his muscles.

It was probably because of how good her lips and tongue felt and how she was groping him, because Izuku's surprise faded, and he closed his eyes, beginning to kiss the black-haired girl back. His hands raised hesitantly to touch her back, rubbing them, but Yui detached her hands to grab his own, and brought them down towards her ass, encouraging him to grab each cheek. Which Izuku did, causing her to shudder into the kiss, grabbing him so that they were pressed against each other, grunting into each other's mouths as they made out.

Finally, they disconnected, panting slightly as a trail of saliva broke between them, and Yui's eyes bored into his as she stepped back, Izuku's hands falling away as he stared at her dumbly.

"There's a lot more than where that came from." Yui promised. "Just ask, and I'll fuck your brains out."

With that sentence, she turned on her heel and went downstairs, back to her room. Izuku stared ahead, the feeling of her lips on his on his mind, until he realized the last thing she said. That she was interested in ...

In ...

... in fucking ...

With that thought going through his head, Izuku's mind went fuzzy and he collapsed on the ground, fainting on his All Might mat.