Chapter 19: Rest for the Weary

The explosion that followed the attack of the duo of fighters was just short of deafening. Dust and smoke covered the entirety of the arena, the crowd once more shocked into silence. The cameras all around the stadium were firmly pointed at the arena, lenses waiting for even the faintest sign of the teens. The smoke began to disperse rather rapidly, a silhouette becoming visible under all the dust.

Midnight and Cementoss were trying to understand what had happened, as their efforts to stop the two boys were blown away by the sheer power they displayed.

The +18 heroine's quirk was useless in the confront, and Cementoss would rather not give the duo extra ammunition to lob at the spectating crowd, thus also limiting him to a mere standby. The explosive force of their attacks was enough to create deafening pressure, it would be much better if it wasn't also aided by concrete shrapnel as ammo.

The smoke fully dispersed after a few more seconds filled with tension; the sight of Midoriya Izuku standing rooted to his spot was one that could inspire both awe and mind-numbing terror. He had withstood a blow that many pros would never have been able too, his stretched arm holding a barely conscious Bakugou.

The two teens had their clothes tattered. The blond's black undershirt was barely hanging on his frame, the cloth charred from the flames it had been forced to endure. Not that Izuku's attire was any better, since both his gym jacket and shirt were gone, leaving the vampire's upper torso visible to the entire world. Various burnt spots were healing right under their eyes, the wounds steaming as they returned to the usual skin tone of the vampire.

The Hemomancer had grabbed Katsuki by his face, holding the blond in the air for a few seconds before he brought him into the concrete floor like one nails a stake into the ground. The ground cracked, the audience now stunned, the silence still dominating the crowd.

Izuku slowly rose Bakugou from his concrete bedding, hand still firmly grasped around the bomber's head. It was clear that both were exhausted. Still, the vampire brought the ash-blond close to himself, examining his childhood bully. Slowly, almost as if tasting the defeat of the ash-blond, Izuku opened his mouth, displaying the gleaming fangs that were normally so hidden from sight; the pearly white fangs approached the bomber's neck and punctured the flesh without any resistance.

The crowd immediately gasped at the scene, the sight rather unbelievable. Bakugou groaned in pain, weak explosions sparking from his hands, but unfortunately for him, his arms didn't obey his orders, uselessly laying at his sides. Izuku gulped, his mouth full of crimson red blood, a tiny drop escaping his mouth and running down the vampire's chin.

After three full gulps, Izuku retracted his fangs from Bakugou's neck, his mouth still full of life-liquid. He threw Bakugou on the ground almost as if the ash-blond was trash, closing his eyes and tilting his head back, allowing the crowd to see his throat and the movement of his Adam's Apple as he forcefully drank the liquid inside his mouth.

That done, Izuku slowly turned his head back to his defeated opponent, the ash-blond's red eyes fixed onto his frame displayed an emotion that Izuku thought Bakugou incapable of displaying.

Fear.

Bakugou was afraid of him.

That strange and almost impossible notion sent a shiver of pleasure running down the vampire's spine. He opened his mouth with a deliberately slow motion, a cloud of steamy breathe exiting his maw.

"How foul!" Izuku said in a low tone, wiping his mouth of the trace of blood that clung to his chin. "It's like I drank a bottle of soap mixed with soot, your blood is really disgusting." He finished wiping his mouth, staring straight back at the ash-blond. Green eyes stared at the shaky red ones, the fight clearly settled.

Bakugou tried to make a mean face, anything that would squash this weird feeling that was sprouting in his chest. He almost managed to snarl, but his vision began to spin. He tried to grit his teeth, anything that would allow him to continue his fight. I can't lose to him. I'm better than him, that shitty vampire is just a pebble in my way. Nothing more...I can't los-...

Izuku scoffed, wondering what would happen. The arena had been damaged rather badly, the explosion of their combined attacks being almost more than what should be acceptable for this event; however, their fight needed to have happened. Otherwise, their negative feelings towards each other might have nested and infested to a point of no return.

It wasn't like Izuku would just become friends with the ash-blond, but the vampire hoped that with this victory, the bomber would at the very least keep his grating attitude to a minimum. It is all I can hope when dealing with you.

The blond tried with all his might, but in the end he lost consciousness, a combination of the accumulated damage and blood loss downing Bakugou.

For the first time during the school festival, a match ended with no reaction from the crowd. No thunderous applause, no excited shouts, not even added commentary from Present Mic. The sight of the two students ready to tear into each other, the display of their strength and skills; there wasn't anything that needed to be said, their intentions well spoken through their fists.

Defeated and passed out on his knees, it was like that that Izuku left Katsuki on the broken arena, the vampire tiredly making his way to the infirmary while under the silent eyes of the crowd.

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"Stubborn brat!" The elderly voice of Recovery Girl echoed inside the infirmary room, the nurse waving her cane at the teen on the cot, her anger at his recklessness clear on her face.

"Ahh!" The vampire exclaimed in surprise, protecting his head from the cane that he foresaw hitting his head. When the pain didn't come, he lowered his arms to face the heroine. It was obvious she was angry, but it wasn't like he had much choice when facing the explosive teen. A attrition fight would never go in Izuku's favor for the same reasons the ash-blond had defeated Yaoyorozu; the longer Katsuki had, the more he would sweat and increase his firepower. The only way for Izuku to win was what he had done.

"Just because you can heal faster than others doesn't mean you should rely that heavily on it." The nurse complained, examining Izuku's arm. From an outsider's perspective the limb looked completely fine; the elder heroine, however, could clearly see the accumulated damage that the limb had suffered. Having had endured such a powerful explosion, Izuku's right arm had plenty of hairline fractures running throught the length of the bone, the nurse only able to identify those due to the slight trembling of the limb. The skin had healed well enough, as did the majority of the muscle underneath it, but it was clear as day for her that he had been abusing his limits recklessly.

"This type of damage normally would leave a normal arm useless, you know?" She explained, bringing the vampire another bloodbag. "If you continue this way, I will end up running out of blood bags soon. I never expected to say this in a school." Recovery Girl complained to herself, vanishing from his sight for a few moments.

That left Izuku some time to ponder on his fight, as well as the quirk-factor that he was finishing the breakdown process. He could still feel the ash-like taste in his mouth, almost as if he had licked soot off burnt wood; Katsuki's blood tasted disgusting, but it also offered an immensely useful ability. [Explosion]'s quirk factor was true to its namesake and granted Izuku the ability to make his own blood explode. It was a bit more complicated than that, the chemical reactions that happened rather complex, but a quick summary of it would be that he was essentially turning his own blood into liquid nitroglycerin. His own blood was now explosive. The feeling of having his childhood bully's power as his own was weird, considering that said power had been a tormentor in his life for very long. The vampire opted to not experiment with said power now, as any activity he did now might piss off the diminutive elder nurse. That was something he dearly wished to avoid.

He sniffed the air, the lack of the smell of burnt cloth a certain indicator that Bakugou had been brought to another infirmary, most likely as far from Izuku as possible. He could picture the blond suddenly waking up and immediately demading a rematch. The vampire sighed, ears picking up the sound of shifting clothing - the sheets of the nearby cot - and making him rise up from his own cot. The curtain separating the resting beds was spread open, Yaoyorozu Momo being the person on the other side of the curtain. The vampire wondered why she was still in the infirmary, she hadn't been that hurt during her fight that it required her to stay this long in here. The young heiress also seemed surprised by him, yelping a bit when the curtains suddenly were spread open.

"Hello there, Yaoyorozu-san." Izuku greeted the girl, raising his hand and waving at her. She tensed a bit, but took a deep breath and returned the greeting.

"G-Greetings, Midoriya-san." There was a bit of a stutter, her voice a bit uncertain, but Izuku took the act as a win. It was better than the semi-hostile attitude she had acquired after Kyouka's visit the last week before the school festival. Maybe he had something to upset her and was unware of that. The ultra-rich had different upbringings after well, it wouldn't surprise Izuku if he'd broken some super specific rule that that natural among her social life.

"How are your injuries?" The vampire asked politely, trying to gauge the heiress' reactions as he changed to Keigo-speech (tradicional, high class Japanese). Yaoyorozu's eyes widened a bit, the girl biting her lower lip in what Izuku was gauging to be frustration. Did I mispronounce it? He wondered, making sure that his claws were out of sight.

"M-my injuries are fine!" Momo spoke in a hurry, her face turned away from his frame. She seemed taken aback by her own tone, immediately lowering her head and keeping her gaze on the ground. "Why?"

The question made Izuku tilt his head to the side, his face painted with curiosity about what she was talking about. Momo raised her head, a slight wet sheen on her eyes.

"Why are you being nice to me?" She asked, her voice quite loud. "I was rude to you, and I have been constantly ignoring you. I have even been pushing all my class president work on your back, but you are still nice to me. Why?" She spoke in a hurry.

So she was doing that on purpose? Izuku was clearly surprised by Momo's outburst, the girl clearly distressed about (at least he considered it so) minor things. Class president matters aside, he was aware that Yaoyorozu was avoiding him; he'd chalked the attitude to some distaste she probably had for his appearance or something like that. She wouldn't be the first to do so.

"I don't understand your question, Yaoyorozu-san." He answered with honesty. "I just behave accordingly with how I wish to be treated." Izuku said as he scratched his face. His words seemed to have hit a string with the high-born girl as her face soured with cringe. Izuku just realized how his words sounded and tried to immediately correct himself. "I didn't meant anything with what I said, Yaoyorozu-san!" His apologies were brushed aside as the girl kept her face down. The vampire wanted to clear the mood he had settled, but he had no idea what to say to appease the high-born girl.

Suddenly, Momo's head rose up. There was a wet sheen over her orbs, the onyx pupils clearly not pleased with the image of the vampire. "I get it, Midoriya-san. You've come here to gloat about your victory, specially since I managed to lose to Bakugou-san, whom you beat; were you expecting to gain something from rubbing your win on my face? Too bad, Midoriya-san, but I have seen through all your schemes. I won't give you my blood and I will not allow you to trick our classmates into allowing you to sate your terrible thirst with their blood!" Momo began to raise her voice as she pointed at Izuku, the vampire backing off from the finger as the girl began to approach him.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding here, Yaoyorozu-san! I haven't tried to trick anyone into giving me anything." The vampire tried to defend himself, but the young heiress seemed to have her mind set in stone.

"Your words won't affect my mind, Midoriya-san. I suggest you get as far from the girls as possible, or else I might not be able to restrain myself from acting out in their behalf, since it is obvious you are lusting over them." Another wild acusation came from the girl, this time making Izuku widen his eyes in clear surprise at the preposterous act that Momo was acusing him off. "You must be dissapointed that I figured out your plan, right? Aizawa-sensei and the other teachers might not see it now, but once I collect enough evidence of your lustful intentions towards us, then you will find yourself out of U.A faster than you can blink." Momo finished her threat by finally touching Izuku in the chest, her pointer-finger slamming against the vampire's left chest pectoral. After grinding the finger for a few seconds the heiress backed off and made her way out of the infirmary with hurried steps, leaving a very-much confused vampire behind.

Izuku scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit hurt under the words of the tall girl. His ears picked the sound of the elder nurse returning to the room with easy steps, the sliding door opening with a quiet sound. As she took notice of the vampire still in the room, the nurse sighed in a troubled manner.

"What have you said to the young one back there? She seemed quite angry when I passed by her side." The nurse asked, bringing a few tools to her workstation and beginning to check a few samples.

Izuku tried to formulate something comprehensible explanation for what had happened, but after the first thirty seconds he gave up on the task. "I...have no idea to be honest. Yaoyorozu-san has been a bit hard for me to deal with since she saw me drinking blood from a classmate. I went to check on her, but that went awry." The green-headed teen said, reaching for the exit.

The nurse shook her head while rolling her eyes, muttering under her breath about "young love"; the vampire's enhanced ears not missing a beat of the phrase and sending a bit of amusement to his mind. The chances of the heiress "falling in love" with him were about non-existent as the mere sight of his frame seemed to be triggering for her. He hoped that the animosity she had for him wouldn't get in the way of their class-president/vice president business. Some annoyance also rose to his mind as he remember that she admitted to pushing her work on his back, his previous assumption was that she had been too nervous to be focusing on those matters and had deemed him qualified to work them out. He did need less sleep, so those hours had been put to use into finishing said work.

He let the built-up annoyance fade away. Getting angry at something minor like this wasn't worth the trouble, and he had other matters to attend to. Matters which included the pink missile that flew his way from the corridor, his shadows rising to carefully catch the energy ball called Mei.

"ZUKU!" The mechanic girl shouted, struggling in the air like an over-excited puppy. "You won't believe the ton of offers I have received for my babies! Even Power Loader-sensei was surprised that so many emails had already been sent to the school; I went to drop the babies I used for the event, and then I saw you do that lightning attack! That was amazing! Can you really copy quirks like that?" The vampire slowly lowered the girl back on the ground, opening his arms to catch the hug that came his way, this time with much less kinetic energ behind it. However, the mechanic girl never failed to surprise; she wrapped her legs fully around his hips, her arms also wrapping around his neck as she brought him into a kiss.

Izuku was a bit surprised at Mei's aggressiviness, but he soon returned the gesture, his arms holding her by the hips. Lust began building up again, the mechanic not helping the situation as she teased him by pressing her chest against his, deepening their kiss and allowing his tongue to fully explore her mouth. A throaty moan left her mouth as one of his hands found perch on her right buttcheek, their lips finally departing. A trail of saliva connected the two, a blush dusting their faces.

"You..." The vampire was left speechless.

Mei offered him a cheeky smile. "You only need to win one more time." She said by his ear, giving him a clear angle of her neck. "Win fast, please. Today is a safe day." Hatsume said in a low tone, unhooking her legs from his frame. Her blush had increased; the message was slowly registered by the vampire. "We still need to continue from where we stopped earlier." She took his right hand and kissed the tip of his fingers, taking one in her mouth and giving it a lick. It sent shivers down the vampire's spine, his eyes lighting up in a crimson glow.

[Glorious Success, master! Shall we delight ourselves with our mate right now? A little taste wouldn't hurt, right?]

The [Inner Beast] spoke in his head, the iron cage of willpower dangerously close to becoming undone on its own. It took absolutely colossal amounts of effort for the hemomancer to retract his hand from the moist touch of Mei's mouth, a growl leaving his mouth.

"I just need to win, right?" He asked for confirmation, steam exiting his mouth as the duo touched foreheads. Mei nodded, unwilling to break the close contact they had right now. "I'll hurry up." Izuku affirmed, his lips taking Mei's greedily, his tongue invading her mouth once more. It took the growing noise from the audience back on the arena to make the two separate from each other. Mei smiled at him, the vampire almost going for another round, her left hand blocking his attack.

"Y-you need to get going. I'll wait for you." Hatsume managed to say, even as her body refused to separate from Izuku's. It took a another cheer from the audience for the vampire to get the willpower to separate from Mei. The girl took the chance to put some distance between them, her breathing pattern reduced to almost desperate panting. She smiled at him and then slowly made her way to what Izuku assumed to be the student stands of the support class.

The vampire took a few deep breaths, trying to get his excitement back in check. The low growling in his mind told him that his tenant disagreed with his choice of action, the teen himself wondering if he should just come up with some excuse for showing late. Bad Izuku, you need to focus on winning the fight right now. He chastised himself, making his way back to his class' own stands.

Before he exited the tunnel of that would lead him to his classmates, Izuku pulled on Shoto's dual-natured quirk factor for some assistance. Izuku Junior was still going strong and the vampire preferred to avoid having to answer questions as to why he was in the state that he was. To avoid such, he pulled on the half-cold quirk-factor of Shoto's quirk, lowering the temperature of his own blood and finally being allowed to walk normally instead of crab-walking...Or so he would like to say, but sadly it was not the case. The [Inner Beast] might not have free reign inside him, but it could pull on some strings and act a bit outside of his expectations. Such as denying the acess of one quirk-factor that he was in mighty need off.

Seeing as the fight that Present Mic was narrating was on its end, Izuku opted to use [Advanced Hemomancy] and forcefully removed his blood from his nether regions, finding the beast in his head to be truly displeased with him. He returned to his previous seat, finding Tokoyami and Kyouka to be talking among themselves, the rest of his class doing the same. The punk girl stopped her coversation with the raven-headed teen and glanced towards the vampire, waving for him to come closer. Tokoyami also turned his head to him, nodding respectfully to the hemomancer and going to the next empty chair by his side, leaving Izuku a seat between the two of them.

The vampire took the offer, quickly settling down and noticing the atmosphere change with his presence. The lively conversations from before died down as he became the focus of his classmates. A few glances also came from their sister class, but those did not last long.

"Well, you could at least have told us your could do shit like that. A warning would've been nice before you almost blew my eardrums off." Jirou complained, one of her earjacks poking the vampire on the ribs. At least the girl wasn't intimidated by his actions. It was nice to not be feared.

Tokoyami nodded to Kyouka's words. "My shadowy friend has yet again advanced in the path of power. Revelry in the dark." The raven-headed teen spoke in a serious tone, his quirk manifesting from inside him and nodding its head along with its master. "Revelry in the dark!"

Izuku smiled to the duo (tecnicallly a trio, but hey). "I need to keep a few aces up my sleeve. Can't exactly surprise people if they know what to expect, right?" He joked about, a tendril of darkness extending from his hand and holding the earjack currently "stabbing" into his ribs, the dark matter engulfing the metal tip of the jack and allowing Izuku to send a tiny burst of electicity through it. It made Kyouka jump a bit, the girl's expression a mix between embarassment and anger.

"Stop doing that!"Jirou complained, snatching her jack from the dark tendril in one quick swipe. It honestly made Izuku want to tease the rocker girl even more, but he held his arms up in a mock surrender.

"Alright, alright."

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Bztt. Bztt.

"IZUKU!"

"Revelry in the dark." "Aye aye!"

"Worth it." The vampire whispered to himself, dodging the jacks trying to stab him.

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Shinsou wondered where he had gone wrong. Was it the fact he had relied too much into the power of his quirk? He wondered how he would have fared had he bothered to have a back-up plan or another skill to use besides his taunting remarks. He pictured it would be another easy victory, considering he had managed to defeat even some people from class 1-A; their sister class would be an easy target for his sharp tongue. He could already picture it, a taunt directed at the martial arts girl that he had witnessed from before ought to do it.

He did everything according to his plan.

He taunted her by mentioning her lack of skill since she had not entered the 1-A class of heroics. He mocked her quirk, calling it a parlor trick at best. He called her class a group of second-bit losers that would always be shadowed by their better peers. He even went so far as to call her previous victories mere flukes that anyone could have acomplished. Nothing seemed to have phased Itsuka Kendo as she came to pummel him to pound-town. It was then that his lack of fighting skills crippled him as the girl absolutely demolished him in close quarters, the orange-haired girl not even bothering to use her quirk as she delivered the mother of all beatings against Hitoshi. He tried dodging and counter-attacking, but the girl stuck close to him and beat him black and blue, all the while not saying a word.

Her eyes were burning with righteous anger at his remarks, but she kept her mouth shut and her fists ready. All her attacks landed, while all his flailing moves were parried (opening him up to brutal counters). At this point in the match he was only standing up due to the adrenaline coursing in his veins, else he might have fallen a while ago.

"Nhot ghoin' thoo shhayy annhyting bak? (Aren't you going to say anything back?)" Shinsou's swollen lips barely managed to spit his words, his fighting stance a poor copy of what he had seen others perform.

Itsuka released a huff, assuming a new stance for the finishing blow. She wasn't tired; honestly, she felt like she could fight even Midoriya Izuku in her current state. The lavander-haired teen's words were harsh and hurtful, but Itsuka found some of them to be striking rather closer to home than she expected. During the entrance exam, she had been too slow to acumulate a great deal of villain points, and what had managed to even out her score were the rescue points that she acquired unknowingly. She was somewhat conscious of her quirk; don't get her wrong, she loved it, but a bit of her sometimes wished for something a bit flashier. Itsuka sometimes even wished she was less into martial arts and a bit more into girly stuff, considering almost all the boys she found cute or attractive were put off by her strength and her muscles.

However, she wasn't ashamed of herself. She could always work on the things she desired to improve, because at the end of the day she was Itsuka Kendo. Martial arts was her passion, together with being a hero. If boys weren't into her, she just hadn't found the right one yet. The important thing was always improving herself, and right now that meant taking in these insults targetted towards herself and her classmates, and turn it into motivation to strive for a better version of themselves.

She took a deep breath and rushed the other bruised teen, dodging under his over-extended right punch and putting her all into her fist. Said limb was now merely touching Shinsou's chest, the true hit coming now. Itsuka coiled her arm almost like a spring, pushing her fist against her adversary's chest with a loud "SMACK!". One-Inch Punch, her current strongest tecnique.

While Shinsou was pushed out of bounds, Itsuka fixed her stance and have him a proper bow. She might have gone a bit far with the fight, her feelings a bit erratic after all his taunts and jeers. A few med-bots hurried to tend to him, but not finding anything truly life threatening. He might have a bruised chest, but nothing a visit to Recovery Girl wouldn't fix right away.

Kendo's focus was now on her next adversary. She waited on the arena, Midnight quick to pick her intent.

"Are you sure sweetie? You can have some rest time until we call Midoriya-chan." The pro-heroine asked the younger girl, impressed that Itsuka was so willing to face the powerful vampire. Itsuka was unmoved, she needed this. Right now she needed to keep her steam rolling, else she was sure that she might surrender. "How bold! I like that! We shall have the final match right now! Midoriya Izuku, present yourself right this moment!"

For Kendo, it was time to test her might!

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"Shadow bind." Izuku exclaimed, the dark matter at his feet quickly rushing and tightly wrapping around the martial artist before she had the chance to react. She tried to flex off and break from the shadowy prison, but she found herself face to face against the vampire. His arms weren't equipped with their usual red gauntlets, but instead his blood shaped itself like many tentacles sprouting from his arms, all of them aiding in her binding; worse yet, his hands had a hold of her face, forcing her to stare into the crimson lit emerald orbs that belonged to him. Her teal-colored pupils were washed away by the crimson light that shone from him, the blood tendrils finishing their job in securing her in place just in time for the vampire to complete his spell.

"I'm sorry for this, but please go to sleep."

"y-yes."

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Izuku couldn't wait for the final cerimony to end, his lust building up higher and higher as his thoughts drifted back to Mei. He did not pay attention to any of the words being said by either All Might (who was in charge of giving the winners their medals) or Present Mic. The cerimony had all the flair it deserved, U.A sparing nothing to ensure that the world saw their young blood. The audience in the stands was a bit more subdued, considering the results of the festival had been somewhat outside of everyones' expectations, but one could still feel the excitement eradiating from the people sitting on the stands. That was very much confirmed by the vampire as he stood in the first-place podium, the American-themed hero putting the gold medal around his neck.

"Midoriya-shonen, you did a splendid job today! You showed us your myriad of skills, the adaptability a hero must have for the various situations they might face. Be proud of this medal, for you have fully earned it." The bulked-up hero said, patting Izuku on the shoulder. The vampire nodded at the compliments, his mind only half-listening to the words of the symbol of peace.

The blond hero then procceeded to the next person by the vampire's right, Itsuka firmly standing on the second-place podium with a wry smile on her face. She wasn't really proud of her last match, considering it wasn't a match at all. All her enthusiasm and will had been suppressed and subdued the very moment Midoriya gained a hold of her; another proof of the diference in skill between them. While she had wailed on her opponents with her blows, he had been very much skillful in the use of his abilities, never using more strength than necessary when dealing with his adversaries.

As the girl lowered her head to accept the silver medal, she made a promise to herself. She was going to improve even more, to become able to reach the level that the vampire was displaying.

AllMight then reached the third-place podium, the ash-blond standing on it barely acknowledging the existance of the hero. He had been defeated, humiliated in front of thousands of expectators and pro-heroes alike, his image ruined as he laid defeated on the broken arena. Bakugou was forced to accept that Izuku, the fucking monster, had grown beyond his current strength. He wasn't just a pebble in his path anymore, the vampire had become a whole mountain. If Katsuki's path so far in life had been a sun-lit walk, then Midoriya Izuku was the sudden summer storm that was coming to wreck everything in its path. The bomber felt the weight of the bronze medal that was placed around his neck, the medal representing his defeat in reaching for the top. Bakugou was never one to cry, he was a champion, the creme de la crop! Howerver, right now he felt at the bottom of the well, this shitty medal only weighting him down as a remainder of his failure.

He lowered his head, surprisingly quiet, and let the words of the current number one hero wash uselessly against him.

"...you can't win everytime, and you can't win everything; if you take something from this, Bakugou-shonen, it is that we all have flaws. We need to work hard to better ourselves, but we can't carry the weight of the world on our backs alone." The words echoed inside the bomber's head, making him grind his teeth to contain the tears that threatened to fall. Bakugou was an elite, he didn't fucking cry!

As the ash-blond struggled internally with his raging emotions, AllMight turned to the crowd on the stands and began another passionate speech. It honestly went in one ear and out the other for the hemomancer; never out of disrespect to the hero, of course, but currently all that he wanted was for the festival to be over with. The moment the vampire was released by the teachers, he sniffed the air almost like a blood-hound, his eyes glimmering with his eldritch powers. He paid no attention to the tense glances that came from their sister class and much less so to the worried eyes of his classmates. Right now he needed to find Mei, his pants beginning to grow extremely uncomfortable for him.

His nose picked the scent of motor oil and grease, his head snapping into the direction of the smell. He began to make his way to the source, his golden medal stuffed into his pocket as to not get in his way. The vampire was almost exiting the stadium when one hand grasped his left shoulder, making him stop and turn to check on whoever it was. His emerald orbs found teal pupils staring at him, the orange-hair tied into a side ponytail a giveway to the identity of the person.

"H-hey Midoriya-san." Itsuka raised one hand in a greeting manner, her smile a bit forced as she stood in front of the hemomancer. The vampire matched her greeting, his jaw clenching a bit as he supressed his lust.

"Hello there." He said, opening his mouth a bit further than necessary in an effort to show his fangs. It seemed to have the effect he desired, the martial artist sucking in a breath at the sight of his white incisors. Yet, she forced herself to stay still, a bit of an awkward silence hanging around the two.

Itsuka squirmed in her place a bit, wondering why she had so hurriedly pursuited the vampire. Was her pride as a martial artist hurt from her less-than-flattering match against him? Was it the killer curiosity she had due to his aura that could match her grandfather's ? Why did she want so badly to speak with him? She wasn't sure what it was, maybe it was a combination of all these factors playing into it; all that she was aware was that she needed to talk to him.

The vampire looked over her, his eyes scanning her figure from head to toe with a glint in his eyes that she could not figure out. The more she tried to figure him out, the more confusing the puzzle became. Was he a ruthless fighter that could brutalize anyone, was he a shy person getting used to his overwhelming power, was he a gentleman that acted as beffiting of an aristocratic blood-drinker or was he a kind soul? In her eyes he seemed like a walking contradiction, some aspects of his character were supposed to have never meshed together; yet, here he was. Strikingly similar to her grandfather, the man who she idolized and one of her inspirations for getting into heroics and martial arts. Kendo took a deep breath to calm her nerves.

"I-I wanted to talk to you." God, why am I stuttering? She chastised herself in her head, biting the bottom of her lip. "You could have let me show off a bit before you won, no?" Itsuka tried a joke to break the icy tension that had built up. It seemed to have some effect, the vampire letting his lips quiver up the slightest bit, giving the girl another peek at his fangs. She remembered his recent fight against Bakugou, the hemomancer having sunk his fangs into the neck of his opponent and having a feast on the blood of the bomber.

She tried to pictured how such thing would feel, the mere idea sending shivers down her body.

Izuku's mouth seemed to move at slow motion, his eyes calling her attention like nothing else had so far. "I certainly could have done that..." He mused the idea, almost as if tasting the very words he was speaking. "Yet I feel like that would have frustrated you even more, right?" The words made Itsuka slowly nod in ackowledgement. Having him go easy on her until she could display a bare modicum of skill would leave a bad taste in her mouth. She wanted to be recognized by her true skills, not because her opponent had given her a free shot.

"True..." She managed to sigh the word out, wondering what was the point of this conversation she had pursuited. Kendo then fully raised her head and squared her shoulders, this time properly facing the vampire. If she wanted to better herself, then there was no one better than he who had defeated her, right? Additional training never hurt anyone and U.A allowed students to use their facilities post school-hours, so long as the proper paperwork had been filled and approved. "Could you...train with me? On you spare time, of course." There, I said it. The girl shouted in her head, closing her eyes as she waited the answer from the vampire.

A few seconds passed by and the girl got some courage to open her eyelids, the vampire once more appearing in her sight. He gave her her an eye-smile, thought she could he the way the muscles of his jaw contracted under his skin. Was he angry at her request? His body language gave her mixed signals, and she waited for a verbal confirmation. Once more a few seconds passed with the vampire still firmly clenching his jaw shut; his mouth began to slowly open, almost as if he was holding something back.

"I'm certain we can work something out; I have helped a friend before, doing it again won't be hard. Althought I do train pretty hard, so please be sure that you want to train with me." Izuku answered, his voice going from what she heard before to a deep done, then back to his usual tone. It was strange how he could sound so magnanimous and proper, yet also so dangerous to her. "Also, forgive me if I sound contrary to your request, but I'm currently going through some cultivation and my hunger is making me a bit irritable. Nothing to do with you. The vampire explained, his clenched jaw making much more sense now.

Kendo released a sigh she didn't knew she was holding in, the idea that she wasn't a bother to the hemomancer bringing her much more joy than what she expected. She chuckled a bit at his mention of hunger. "I'll be sure to bring snacks when I come to train with you." Her step gained a bit of a pep, a smile coloring her features. "I'll see you on Monday then? Lunchtime works for you?"

Izuku nodded to her, his ears noticing that another person was approaching them. He heard the muffled mumbling that accompanied the hurried steps of the ever so pious Shiozaki Ibara. The vampire alerted Itsuka of the approach of her classmate with a mere quirk of his brows, the martial artist a bit surprised that Ibara was approaching them.

The [Vine]-quirk user girl was quick on her feet, stopping just behind Kendo and grasping the sleeve of the muscular girl's gym jacket.

"Itsuka-san, you should avoid this sinful man. His sinful nature might try to corrupt you." Shiozaki spoke, her tone between a whisper and normal conversation, assuring Izuku that he'd heard her even without his enhanced hearing. Were this during any other time then the vampire might have been more tolerant of this sort of passive-aggressive bullshit, but the hemomancer had had enough for the day.

The bloodbags he had consumed today had been exclusively used to aid his healing and the use of his abilities, the fresh samples of blood he acquired being slowly broken down inside him demanding a large batch of blood. He had been pushing himself since his fight with Shouto, considering his reserves of blood had been depleted healing him and breaking the other teen's extremely complicated quirk-factor. He had dealt with Bakugou and his grating attitude all the way until he defeated the ash-blond. He had to deal with Endeavor and the weird request from the Second Ranker hero. And at the end of ot he had to hear the weird accusations coming from Momo.

Did Shiozaki really picture him as an unholy sight? Well then, maybe he should give her a taste of what she wanted to have.

Izuku let a growl build in his throat, his lips quivering in a manner that clearly showed that he wasn't pleased with the presence of the girl. His eyes once more darkened, the sclera turning into a pitch black color, his pupils slits of blood red that wished nothing more than to tear open the weak bag of flesh in front of him. His neck craned to the side, a popping sound echoing as he slightly opened his mouth to exhale a steamy breath, his tongue licking over his fangs in a display of his thirst for blood.

The effects of his display were instanteneous, the religious girl backing off with a flinch, her eyes wide from fear of whatever he might do next. Her knees trembled a bit as the girl stared into the blood red pupils of the vampire. She backed off and turned around to avoid his gaze, whispering that she was waiting for her lady friend to finish her business before she scurried off. Itsuka had a embarassed blush at the attitude of her friend, wondering if Shiozaki couldn't tone down her zealousness. The martial artist understood why the [Vine] user might be upset (being defeated so easily was bound to bring unpleasant feelings on anyone), but she hoped the girl see the reality of the situation for what it was instead of hiding behind the shield of her faith. Izuku had won fair and square, his skills trumping over theirs. If Kendo was to be salty over any and every loss she had suffered, she'd might as well drop dead from high-blood pressure.

She turned her attention back to the vampire, finding his features to have returned to their normal state. Itsuka couldn't help the slight chuckle at his attitude. "You scared the poor thing until she fled from you. I hope that your training won't include that on our sessions, I'm not exactly sure how I could make a mean face like that!" She joked, seeing that a provocative smirk was planted Izuku's lips.

The hemomancer's smile diminished a bit, nodding to the martial artist. "I'll keep that in mind. I take that you know the location of Dagobah Beach?" His question was answered with a nod from the girl. "Good. Then we shall have our lessons there. i'll book you some time." Izuku finished and gave the girl one last nod, turning his body to leave the arena.

"Wait!"

His jaw clamped shut, the [Inner Beast] doing the snarling this time as it roared in his head.

[THE YOUNGSTER EITHER FINISHES HER MEANINGLESS TALKS OR SHE SHALL TAKE THE PLACE OF OUR MATE INSTEAD! MASTER, CEASE ALREADY THIS FRUITLESS CONVERSATION AND LET US DRINK IN THE FRUITS OF OUR LABOR! OUR REWARD AWAITS FOR US AND WE SHALL NOT WAIT ANYMORE FOR THESE INTERRUPTIONS TO PERSIST!]

The vampire turned back to face Kendo, almost letting one eye twitch in annoyance. The girl realized that he really wanted to leave and awkwardly took her hand from her pant's pocket, a simple baby-blue touch-screen phone palmed in her hands.

"Can we share numbers?"

He let his shadows fish the phone out of his pocket, bringing the device to his hand. The vampire was quick to share his contact information with the girl, eyes barely acknowledging a recent email in his inbox with the subject of Research Aproved, sent by Shield M. Done with the task, Izuku let his eyes wander back to Itsuka to see if she had anything else to ask or add to their conversation. Seeing the girl stare at the screen of her phone for a bit, the vampire coughed to get her attention.

"So...See you on Monday?" Kendo asked, the relaxed expression she had suiting her in his eyes.

"Indeed." He replied, letting the girl dissengage and turn her back on him to leave. The motion barely done by the girl, Izuku [Blink]'ed to the exit of the stadium, avoiding also the last of his classmates that had remained behind for one reason or the other. This time he was free to pursue his reward with all the tenacity of a shark that had sensed blood drop on water. His prey was quick to be found, since she hadn't really made efforts to hide her scent from his nose. A few more [Blink]'s and Izuku appeared behind Mei, her current location being one of the corridors that led out of the stadium facility. She had changed from her uniform into her traditional set of washed-out jeans and black tank-top, the school's blazer being used as an impromptu jacket as she seemed too lazy to put the thing on properly. She seemed to be bored out of her mind waiting for him, her crosshair pupils focusing on her phone. There was no one besides the two of them here, the thought simmering Izuku's blood.

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He was behind her in an instant, nose digging into the crook of her neck as he planted a small kiss on her shoulder, his fangs brushing lightly against her skin. Mei reacted to his touch with surprise, letting her phone drop as she turned to meet him. The device was picket out of middair effortlessly by his shadow tendrils, his arms focusing into hugging the mechanic girl. Hatsume answered the same way as she knew there was only one person that could handle her like this, the girl not even bothering with her phone as she jumped on the vampire much like earlier in the day.

They didn't waste words, they both knew what they wanted. The duo exited the stadium, the day light waning in various tones of orange and yellow. The train ride back home was quiet, the vampire using his hooded shirt to avoid public recognition. Mei clung tightly his arm during their ride back home, the duo exchanging a few shy touches as time seemed to slow for them. Both had blushes dusting their cheeks, but Hatsume's was much more pronounced, the girl almost drunk with the feeling of his soft ministrations.

When they left the train station the sky was almost being dominated by dark blue tones, the temperature falling a bit. The walk home was short, their bodies being so close to each other doing a great job of keeping them warm until they reached his apartment complex. In all honesty Izuku couldn't be bothered to fish his keys from his pockets since Mei's breathing had more little more than needy panting, the girl using as much of her body as possible to lean into the vampire's frame. He inserted a tendril of blood in the keyhole, the life liquid hardening enough for him to be able to unlock the pins of the locked door.

He barely opened the door before Mei pounced on him, wrapping her legs around his waist and hooking her arms around his shoulders, her lips desperately reaching for his own. He answered in kind, his hands coming to grasp her hips and hold her firmly against his body. The vampire made his way to his room on auto-pilot, carrying the girl as they ferociously mashed their lips together, Mei releasing the sweetest sounds he had heard in a while.

"Ishuuu...hmmmm...mlhm..." Mei's moans further fanned the instincts of the vampire, the teen almost kicking the door of his room down in his rush to enter his habitation. A shadow tendril closed the door as the duo passed the frame, wet noises being the last thing that echoed in the corridor as the wooden door of his room closed. The shadow tendril locked it back on, returning to the vampire's shadows.

Izuku parted their lips, thick stings of saliva hanging from between their lips. He lightly threw the girl on his bed, a yelp escaping Mei as she giggled. The vampire practically ripped his uniform and undershirt from himself, showing his developing upper torso to the mechanic girl. Hatsume, on her part, was quick to remove her own shirt, the black sports-type underwear glistening with a bit of her sweat. The scent emanating from her body was almost adictive, Izuku once more reaching the girl and taking her lips once more, play-biting her lower lips as his hands began traveling along the curves of the girl. He began testing the places where she had the most reactions, finding her to moan the sweetest when his fingers travelled the length of the middle of her back.

They laid on his bed, Mei's smaller hands running up and down along his abdomen, her nails lightly scratching at his skin and further exciting the hemomancer. He rose from the bed, bringing Hatsume with him; he used his sharper nails to cut her black sports bra right in the middle, allowing her breasts to be free and lightly bounce. His eyes were magnetized to Mei's puffy and pink nipples, his tongue running along the length of his lips.

The girl opened her arms in a clear invitation, the shirtless vampire wasting no time in taking one of them in his mouth. Mei stiffled a moan as his rough tongue began to lick her right aureola, his fangs lightly brushing against her sensitive skin, her body heating from within like never before. She hugged his head, pressing Izuku further against herself, her hands patting his mess of curly green hair.

"Ahh..hmmm...It is okay, you deserve it..." She whispered to him, running her hands on his hair as he licked her. Their body heat making the two teens sweat, the scent growing naugthier by the second.

Izuku released the breast he had been licking, the saliva-coated nipple fully erect. His every breath released tiny clouds of steam, so great was his excitement at the situation. His hands began playing with the girl's left breasts, the vampire drinking in the sight of Mei, the girl fully letting herself be dominated by him. The dark matter inside his shadows began to sprout once more, Izuku not formulating any words as his rationality began to abandon him with extreme speed. The shadow tendrils made quick work of his and Mei's pants, the two only dressed in their underwear now.

The vampire left the bed, laying Mei on it once more as he began to run his right hand over her stomach, slowly lowering it and very carefully dragging nails nails over her skin, goosebumps raising the girl's body hair on its end as he continued playing about with her. He came for a kiss, changing his target to her neck and letting the girl gasp for air for a few moments, his fingers now rubbing at her lower lips over her moist panties. The tiniest static build-up happened between his fingers, the electricity touching Mei without warning and making her close her legs around his hand, her hands grasping at the bedsheets as her voice failed to escape her mouth.

Izuku smirked to himself, that predatory smile that only she could see. She loved when he bullied her like this, it made the heat under her skin feel even greater.

"Izhhhuuuuukkuuuu..." her voice came out slurred and wet, almost as if she was drunk on pleasure. So much so that she barely felt the tiny crimson tendrils around his hand take off her soaked panties, only being able to acknowledge it after his bare hand touched her skin without the friction of the clothing. "Dhon't maaahkkee me waitttt..."She begged him, her hands coming to grab his face to bring him into another kiss. Izuku let himself be pulled into it, his fingers entering the girl as they swapped saliva. Her moans were muffled by his lips, the hemomancer returning to the bed and taking his green boxers off, finally freeing his member. The flesh pole was fully engourged, Mei's crosshair pupils taking in every detail of it, even with the low light in the room;

"Mei..." Izuku's voice tone was deep, the lust in it easily recognizable. His pupils were their usual green, but their shape had become slitted, his instincts ready to take over. The mechanic girl said nothing, her right hand doing down and spreading her very wet lower lips, her legs open. The vampire positioned himself at her entrance, the mere touch of their privates sending thrilling waves of pleasure coursing throught their nerves. Slowly, Izuku began to lower his hips, the feeling of Meii's raw insides sucking him in robbing the hemomancer of any semblance of rationality, a growl leaving his throat. Each centimeter he sank into Mei made harder and harder to hold himself in control, the girl also moaning his name did nothing to help his wild side from being released. He huffed in pleasure, fully inside the girl.

"Izzzhhhhuuuuu...d-don't...h-hold back." Mei said, one hand palming one side of his face while the other traced over her skin Izuku's length inside her. "I'm so full of you, Zuku!"

His rational mind was burried under the lust and pleasure, the vampire pulling his hips back until he was almost out of the girl, only then for he to trust himself inside her in one go, her wetness allowing him to smoothly move inside her. Mei's head shot back, her legs wrapping around the vampire's waist and this time she planned on keeping them that way. Not that Izuku seemed to have a mind to pull out today, speeding his trusts inside the girl. Her soft walls took him in easily, but they seemed to want to deny his exit from inside Hatsume, tightening like crazy around the flesh pole. A soft bite from the hemomancer on her shoulder sent another wave of pleasure up her spine, Mei allowing a loud moan to escape her mouth.

Izuku's movements didn't ease up, the teen hugging the girl and further trusting inside her. The motions soon had him knocking in her ulmost deep spot, the tip of his dick kissing her womb. Mei came undone at his touch, her mouth unable to release even a squeak. The hemomancer noticed her cumming, as he sheathed himself fully inside her and began grinding against her baby-maker. Without thinking, the mechanic girl grabbed his head and brought him into another kiss, aggressively mashing their lips together in a futile attempt at maintaining a semblance of control over her lover. He proceeded to continue his trusts while he kissed her, his hands coming to massage her breasts and pinch her erect nipples. She parted their lips, now hugging him and pressing her body against him and allowing him to speed up even more. Her eyes rolled back, her tongue hanging out from her mouth as she came undone once more, squealing in a high-pitch as she hugged him with all her strength, tightning up like crazy with his member all the way inside her.

Izuku would not lie, he didn't even try to pull out. He burried himself until the base of his dick, a roar echoing inside his clenched maw as he felt his pleasure reach the maximum treshhold, the vampire cumming inside the mechanic. His member pumped thick, gooey ropes of cum inside the girl, their panting breaths the only sound that echoed inside his room for a few minutes. Mei's soft insides milked him for all they could, but it wasn't enough and some semen began to spill from their where they were connected.

"Izzzzzhhhhhhuuuuu..." Mei's voice was a tiny noise, the girl losing all strength and simply laying with her back on the bed, her breasts folloing the motion of her breathing. Her lips formed a sily smile, her eyes out of focus. The vampire slowly pulled his member out, each centimeter that left the girl sending tiny waves of pleasure to course between the two. As he left her insides, the rest of his seed came spilling out, white and hot goo slowly slipping out from her parted lower lips. The sight made him raring to go once more, his member not going flacid at all. He slowly turned the girl to lay her on her stomach, her soft butt attracting his attention. He gave her flesh a smack, his land laying over it and kneading it. As his lust was without an end in sight, Izuku climbed over and positioned his member once more at her entrance, his dick easily entering her soft insides again. "Aaaaahhhhh, Izu..." Her moans were only fuel for his fire, the vampire proceeding to begin trusting inside her again.

Her puffy lower lips took him greedily, her sensitive insides slowly shaping to become for his exclusive use. Each bump and fold that he touched flared unending pleasure for Mei, specially when he began to spank her butt, the sharp smacks against her flesh making her tighten further.

"You are mine, Mei!" Izuku found himself saying the words, the girl not finding in herself the will to deny them. Each trust that he did sent her flying to the moon and back, and she could picture their future together. He out and about, doing his hero work while she supported and helped him, her gadgets and crafted equipment being of utmost use for him. As long as she could be with him, Mei felt like she could weather out anything that came her way, no matter how tough it got. And as he laid against her, trusting inside her, she couldn't help the wanton thoughts of fully belonging to him.

"Y-yes, I'm all yours Zuku. Mark me, breed me, make me yours!"

Those words pushed the vampire to his edge again, pumping his member faster and faster until he released another load inside the girl, the tip of length grinding against her womb and painting her insides fully white. A noiseless scream left Mei, her entire body trembling as she felt the seed of the vampire in her, fully stuffed with his dick and his warm milk; his fangs added the finishing touch, sinking at the base of her neck. She couldn't help but also grind herself against him, feeling his pulsating rod and warmth.

Izuku pulled out from her, sticky with sweat. He was still hard, his member coated with Mei's wetness and his seed; the girl slowly turned to meet his gaze, her eyes out of focus and a blush coloring her face. She looked at his still-hard member, shiny with their naughty fluids and then back to him.

"You want more?" She asked, her sultry tone implying that she already knew his answer. He merely nodded, sitting on the bed by the girl's side. She slowly moved out of the bed, kneeling in front of the hemomancer and laid her face against his thigh, her hand slowly coming to pump his slick member. She got closer to Izuku's dick, opening her mouth and slowly beginning to run her tongue along his dick. He hang his head back and let the girl continue her blowjob, the image of Mei with his member in her mouth and looking directly at him as she did so was one sight he would never forget.

He allowed her to continue on, working his shaft until he came for the third time of the night inside her mouth, her eyes rolling into a lustful ahegao. His lust flared as he watched her drink his cum, his hand patting her over her hair.

"Let's shower." The vampire managed to say, his member "mostly" clean after Mei's work.

"Hmm." Mei only hummed, standing up and coming to kiss him. He kissed her back, hands coming to grasp her butt once more. His member poked her belly as they stood up, making the girl glance down at the flesh pole. "Does it ever go down?"

"[Advanced Hemomancy] and [True Regeneration]; I can do this all night." He whispered close to her ear, nibbling it.