Reader X MHA (Isekai)

YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOUR SISTER WAS HOT

(A/N- So, I've started a cult. I thus far have four members, and all we do is worship money. Our rules are basically share life tips, and chick's before dicks. We call our rules the Shmoney. Who's in?)

Me and Todoroki were at his house, in some courtyard I didn't remember seeing.

I chewed my gum, looking Todoroki up and down behind the safety of my sunglasses.
Hot damn.

"So what do you want to start with?" I asked, shifting my weight to my right foot. "Hand to hand, quirks, just warm-ups?"

He considered for a moment, same monotonous face as always. "Warm ups."

I gave him a thumbs up. "Whatever you say, Boss Man. Am I leading you, or do you got a plan?"

He shrugs. "I've got a plan."

I gave a noncommittal hum and started stretching my legs. My hand slid halfway down my foot before my sides started aching.

Todoroki started running the perimeter of the room. Crazy bastard.

I did the other leg before leaning my core into the space between them. My head touched the cool mat.

Todoroki finished his second lap.

I shifted into a tucked planche before lifting my body into a handstand. From there, I did some weird handstand push-up.

"How -" Todoroki whispered under his breath, eyeing me from his fourth lap.

I hummed Bring Sally Up as I worked.

Ten minutes later, me and Todoroki were sufficiently warmed up and in sparring positions.

"Quirks?" Todoroki asked, voice steady and level.

"Nope." I popped my gum, getting into the right head space.

My expression drained from my face and was replaced with a cruel, calculating gaze. "Say when."

Todoroki's brow furrowed at the change, but he continued nevertheless. "Start." He lowered his center of gravity, throwing a quick jab to my chin.

I side stepped. My foot threw a hard kick to his exposed center.

Air burst from his lungs. He stumbled back.

I stomped on his foot, and caught his slopy punch. I turned and threw his weight over my shoulder.

He coughed on the floor, tapping twice.

I relaxed my stance, my usual chirpy expression reappearing. "You good, dude bro?"

He nodded, getting up. "Quirks this time." He said, his tone a little wheezy.

"Ok!" Glass shards covered my body before revealing the tanned skin of Sekhmet.

Todoroki analyzed me carefully as we moved in a circular motion. "What is your quirk?"

The corners of my mouth lifted into a smirk. "I'll let you figure that out."

Shoto shot ice at me, trying to freeze me from the ground up.

I snapped my fingers, and he started coughing violently. I then proceeded to lightly kick him over and call it a win. "That's a skill issue, my brothah." I released him from whatever sickness I'd given him and shifted back to my own skin, popping my gum.

A cough sounded from the doorway, informing me a devastatingly pretty girl was there.

I dropped everything whistled. "Gah damn girl, I love your style. You are serrrrving." I purred.

Her laugh echoed majestically throughout the room. "That's very sweet, thank you." She looked over at Shoto, who was still dying on the floor. "Dad will be home in soon." Her heels turned as she walked out.

I kicked Shoto in the ribs, lightly. "YOU NEVER SAID YOUR SISTER WAS HOT!" I whisper yelled.

He groaned, holding his stomach before getting up. He brushed his shoulders off before pausing. "You're gay?"

"Bisexual, but yeah. You?" I asked, putting the towel back in my duffle bag.

The silence filled the room before he responded very hesitantly. "Well, everything else about me is bi."

A laugh bubbled out of my chest. "Neato. Welcome to the dark side, my guy."

Shoto let out a smile, so small, and brief I almost missed it. "You should probably get going, my father will be back soon."

"R.I.P." I slung my bag over my shoulder, letting Shoto lead me out. "That's unfortunate."

He didn't say anything, and we walked in silence for a bit before coming to the door. "I enjoyed training. Goodbye." Shoto waved.

"Me too. Laters!" I gave him a two fingered salute and started walking home.

Unfortunately, halfway there, I ran into that flaming peice of crap that is Endeavor.