A Rabbit, A Frog, And A Lizard

Seductresses In The Squall

Izuku Midoriya was a relatively smart student. After all, he did make it into the most prestigious academic institution to become a Pro Hero, albeit with some help. At least that was what his friends (and All Might) keep telling him, though he always argued that they're giving more credit than is due.

"So Uraraka, did you manage to come up with any changes you want in the design of your costume?" Izuku asked readjusting the shoulder strap length of his giant yellow backpack.

"Mm.....not really, no." She blew a raspberry softly to compound her frustration. "I mean, strengthening my semicircular canals so I don't get sick too quickly is on me, and there isn't anything that could help with my range aside from working on GHMA. I mean, motion sickness pills that work instantly would be helpful, but that's about it."

"Have you considered gauntlets?"

"Gauntlets? Like.....armor? Like the one Melissa made for you?" Uraraka asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Well, yeah i-it uh....it'll help improve striking power, it'll p-protect your hand .....and the wrist and you can use it as a shield, but you know, less bulky and somewhat wieldier than an actual shield? Parrying gets easy with practice. I did it on I-Island so I know."

"Gauntlets, huh? Doesn't sound too bad when you put it that way. I'll give it a thought, thanks. But....aren't there different kinds?"

"Well yeah....Here, I'll look some up on the internet. That should at least get you started." But as Izuku patted his pockets, he realized his phone was gone. Though smart as he may be, there are times when things in life just don't go as planned. "Oh, darn it."

"What?"

"I think I left my phone in my desk."

"Go grab it then, Deku! Before the campus closes!"

"Right. Thanks! I'll see you back in the dorm!" He waved to his friend as he sprinted back the way he came, up the steps and across the hallway. Luckily it was still there, but just as he reached the first floor, bucket loads of rain came crashing down like thunderous applause. The weather forecast was way off the mark, on the one day he didn't pack an umbrella, no less. "Oh, great." Izuku sighed as he scratched his head. Messaging that the rain's got him stuck with his phone, he backtracked to the classroom to make some edits and additions to his hero notebook. As the towering, barrier-free door to the classroom slid open, his eyes bugged out.

His candid classmate Tsuyu Asui who can do whatever a frog can was sitting on her desk with her arms wrapped around someone's neck; another girl who had messy green hair that fell just below her shoulders. It was Setsuna Tokage, one of the two recommended students in class 1-B, and she was sharing a kiss that got very heated very quickly, given the absence of the school blazers, loosened ties and unbuttoned collars.

Hearing the door open, they broke their kiss, staring at the intruder. Time itself seemed to hang at a complete standstill despite the deafening din of the heavy rainfall. Izuku couldn't hear a thing except his racing heart. He groped around blindly and desperately for something, anything that bore some semblance of tact or sensibility. "Uh.....um...sorry to bother you." He finally croaked as his face grew redder than Kirishima's hair. Quickly stepping back to the hallway, he bolted. But before he could take a dozen steps, a pair of hands grabbed him by the ankles, making him hurtle face first into the ground. With a yelp, he squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for the impact to break his nose and give him a concussion.

It never came. He looked down to see a pink tongue wrapped around his torso, pulling him upright. "So....I believe we need to talk." Though she stated in a matter of fact way, Tokage's eyes were glowing with a kind of sadistic glee, lips curved into a predatory, reptilian smile that sent chills down Izuku's spine.