I am Satisfied
Reading this you are probably thinking, 'Okay, we get it, you're a badass', which I won't deny. Toot, toot. So how did I end up like the start of our story? When, where, how? Two words 'Sport's Festival', I didn't really do well in the tournament, simply put, because there are actually better fighters than I out there. Students that are actually much more than the sum of their quirks. My class is no different, however, UA is constantly in the media, due to The League of Villains attacking us, yatta, yatta, yatta. So the other schools that participated in the festival, well... I found out that, they, were way more prepared than I first anticipated, heheh. I was knocked out in the third round and was actually genuinely surprised I lasted that long.
So that covers the when and where now for the how. First off in my prefecture and according to the law, the age of consent, believe it or not, is thirteen. No joke, yeah it sounds like some Arkansas pedophilia -type of bullshit--- but it's indeed true. Now all those doujins, anime, and hentai make a lot more sense now huh? I was fifteen almost sixteen at the start of the festival, just knocked out of the tournament, and not to mention dumped by my beloved Tsu. So I was in a bad place, not because of the loss, but, as I said before, I was more than impressed that I lasted that long, 'Ha, ha, yeah, pause.' But I'm getting a little off track now; I met Mrs. Bakagō by accident on my way to the locker rooms. At first, I thought Baki was dressing in drag, and I thought he looked good in it too. She was sitting off to herself so the height threw me off at first. As I drew closer and was about to tell Baki he looked good when I realize it wasn't him.
"Beat it!" She told me and I suddenly shook my head.
"Umm excuse me?"
"I said beat it!" She stood up for the first time and she was a bit taller than I expected. I moved toward her when she activated her quirk and I slipped.
"Cheap quirk Mrs. Bakagō." I rolled to the side and got my footing, "I am actually on my way to the locker room." She didn't hear me as she moved to attack, "Welp, I now know where Baki gets his charming personality." Dodge, dodge, parry, parry, "Please stop I just want to go change." more dodging, more parrying, this sparring session was getting annoying. My mind wasn't really in the fight and she knocked me across my jaw. I fell to the ground, then lifted my hands in surrender feeling something soft, "Damn, nice, but damn." I cringed falling victim to another trope. She was not at all--- minding? I opened my eyes seeing her more embarrassed than furious. I forced myself to release her assets.
"Had your fill boy?" she was struggling to keep her composure.
"Honestly no." What can I say, I am a bit of a smart-ass.
"Little shit."
"Indeed I am." I gave a sarcastic bow, "--- but, I apologize for feeling you up." I winked, stupid sarcasm, I knew I was only making this situation worse. "Moreover, now that you are not attacking me anymore, I thought you were Baki in drag."
"Baki? You mean my son?" She chuckled at the nickname, "In drag?" now she was laughing picturing her son in full-on drag, "Heheh, the daughter I always wanted!" I took advantage of her laughter and made my way to the locker room when she grabbed my arm. I reacted instinctively countering and throwing her over my shoulder to the awaiting ground.
"Oh shit." I closed my eyes, I could feel her eyes on me.
"You little shit!" she spat back, I didn't even try to defend myself as I released her. She slapped me, I deserved that, then grabbed my collar. "Little shit!" I suddenly felt her pull me in, my eyes still closed expecting the worse. I suddenly felt her lips upon my own. I opened my eyes, she kissed me, I broke it and shrugged my shoulders. "Really?" I nodded my head as I got up pulling her to her feet with me.
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This Is My Life
FanfictionRobert Rodrigo Robles was born in Japan and through a series of cliche events, lost both his parents before he was even in middle school. Now he has a goal and mission, to become a hero, not the number one hero, just a hero. Will he succeed or just...