Minutely Hero (Bakudeku)

17

Izuku looked at the calendar, facepalming at the fact that he spent the rest of the holiday lazing away (Again!). He should refrain from wasting his time, he should train, train and train to prove himself, but things have been so peaceful...or was he just lazy? Izuku banged his head against the wall, "Sensei, tomorrow we have to go out."

The cat was chugging down liquor, and had a tie wrapped around his big head (Seriously, from where did he get it?) "Huh, Why? Tomorrow, I want to rest~" Sensei danced drunkenly.

Moya was also in his room, just why was he here? It seems that in span of months, his room has become a hangout spot for the yokais. Sometimes they'll bring food, which Izuku is extremely thankful for, but the room stinks of booze! Not to mention that, by the time morning comes, the room is extremely trashed, and he has to clean up after their mess!

"Oya, if so when are you leaving tomorrow, so we can eat together~"

"Moya-san stop mooching of the fish that I catch!"

"Now where is the fun in that~"

"Uggggh," Izuku pounded his fist in the pillow, and then threw it at the mist user's ikemen's face. It hit him square at his head , but Moya didn't feel offended instead, "Yay, now I can rest my head~" he cheered, patting the soft pillow.

Izuku sighed, no use in fighting with an oversized child. Nyanko-sensei hiccuped and then wobbled his way towards Moya, he pointed a claw at Izuku, "U wann knw what the brclli called you~"

Moya chewed on the dried squid, "Hmm, what?"

"He called you over grown child~"

Why the hell can you speak that part without slurring, shitty cat!

"DON' CALL ME SHITTY!" Sensei bellowed, and Moya had the human in a head lock.

Izuku groaned in pain, "Hey, hey, this is not the time, tomorrow is UA entrance exam!"

Sensei stopped his kitty punches, and raised an imaginary eyebrow, "Ahh, wha' tha?"

Ah, he's doomed.

The small party ended at 5:00 AM, all of the unwanted guests were long gone except for Moya who was sleeping while back-hugging him, Izuku was now sleep deprived. Moya was surprisingly a light weight, he passed out after a glass of sake, and Izuku let out silent tears and god was he clingy. Izuku stirred, trying to get out of the yokai's hold which was not a bright idea. Moya whined and strengthed his hold. Izuku sighed and activated his quirk, his body felt as light as a cloud. He tried to convert his body to mist the way Moya did in the forest.

After a whole bunch of fruitless tries, the five minutes were up. Why the hell couldn't have use the damn quirk. Izuku pouted, he felt an arm snaking around his waist, Izuku pouted, Moya must have had fun witnessing his downfall. "How many times have I told you to not force the mist out of you,"