A Pink Trash Mole

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Previously: Four months until the UA Support Course entrance exam. Izuku's heat starts. His mates realize that they have seen/met their omegan mate before.

Izuku's POV:

After an excruciating week my heat ends, releasing my mates and I. I ended up sleeping most of the last day as the pain went down and now my mates are back to trying to contact me. They both probably know that we've met or at least seen each other before. They both will probably look around Aldera again eventually. Hopefully what I said to Kacchan was enough to throw him off my trail.

That's just Kacchan though, his mate is a whole different story. Kirishima will probably just rely on his instincs to locate his second mate and find me instantly. I can't let that happen, I'll just burden them more if I'm actually in their lives. I can only be with them once I'm useful, and that wont happen for years, if at all. I doubt I'll ever be able to make anything worthy of my mates for at least a decade, and even then I still might not be good enough.

I shake my head and clear this train of thought. There is no reason to think of mates I will never have a relationship with. Mom's still at work so I decide to go tinker with the trash at the beach some more. Hopefully Mr. Blond Skeleton isn't there again, he was kinda creepy. After getting ready to go and grabbing a water I head out to the beach.

When I get there the beach is deserted, no blond skeleton men or drug dealers. Well, there might be a few drug dealers hidden among the garbage, but I couldn't see them so they can't see me... I hope anyway. A certain pile did start rattling uncontrollably though. I back away just in time to see a whole washing machine topple off the top of the pile and land ten feet ahead of where I was previously standing.

I look back up to see an energetic looking girl pop out of the garbage pile before quickly sinking back in like a whack-a-mole game. Before I have time to process this the girl emerges from the bottom of the trash pile.

"Hello Gomi-kun! Why are you here? Do you wanna help me test my babies!?"

As soon as the sentence leaves her mouth I turn bright red.

"BABIES!?" I stare at her, wide-eyed. The girl, a pink haired, yellow-eyed beta just smiles at me as if she said nothing wrong.

"Yeah, my babies. This one is a solar-powered microwave. I'm not allowed to make weapons because it's 'against the law for people to have and/or make weapons without a licence' and minors can't get a licence at all unless they are in a support course. So Gomi-kun, why are you here?"

"I came here to build..." I reply. "Also if you're gonna call me anything please don't call me Gomi-kun, I don't need people thinking my name is 'trash'."

"Ooh, You're an inventor too Enjinia-kun! I'm Mei Hatsume! What have you built recently!? Are you planning on joining the Support Course at UA!?"

"Um, I am planning on joining the Support course. The most recent thing I built was a device that could possibly direct explosions formed by nitroglycerin, but I took it apart..."

"Why would you take your baby apart Enjinia-kun!? It sounded amazing!" The overexcited girl demands...?

"I didn't like it..." I tell her after a short pause. Hatsume's phone dings and she deflates a little before perking up again.

"Enjinia-kun, can I have your phone for a second? I promise I'll return it!" She asks.

I reluctantly hand over the home-made, well, more like beach-made device and she wastes no time imputing her number into it.

"I've gotta go Enjinia-kun, text me later, okay!?" She asks/yells. She's out of sight before I can even answer her.

I look down at my phone to see she has set her contact to MeiMei. I put my phone away and begin the walk home.


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Hey everyone, I know I haven't updated in awhile, sorry. I'll try to update more often but ill probably only focous on one or two stories at a time. Happy early Halloween because I don't know if I'll post again before then. That's all I have to say, Have a good day/night!

Mars Out~

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