4 Chapter 4

When Izuku woke up the next morning, he got ready for school. He didn't check his phone first thing when he got up, time could be spent better.

When he finished getting ready for school, he checked to see how his song did. A smile grew on his face, seeing how his song did. He saw he had over 50k streams on Spotify.

(A/n: Don't patronize me)

He saw that people might be liked it, but he couldn't see what people thought. They didn't have a comment section on the app. So, he would upload it to Youtube and Spotify now.

After greeting his mom, he left out the house to go to school. He didn't pay attention too much because he knew what they were teaching. Bakugo tried to piss him off, but he ignored him, which pissed him off.

When the day ended, he thought about going to see Mitsuki. He thought about it, then pushed away from the thought. He didn't want to do any more damage by showing up. He went to his dojo where he trained until nightfall.

With his ability [Enhance Ignorance] it was toned down because he had to learn discipline and control himself during the years at the dojo.

"Where have you been?" Inko asked rushing toward him with a hug. She would regret ever doing so.

"I was at the dojo. I took up martial arts, learned to defend myself." Inko said, pushing away from Deku.

"You stink of sweat..." Inko said, with her face scrunched up. An evil grin then appeared on Izuku's face. She noticed the smile as her eyes widened.

"No... Stay away from me! Ahh!" Inko yelled, engulfing her in a hug. She yelped trying to break free from his hold. They both laughed as Inko prepared dinner and Deku took a shower.

"So, how did your song do?" Inko asked.

Izuku pulled out his phone to show her how he did. Her eyes widened seeing the triple-digit number.

"More than one hundred thousand people?! That's amazing, Izuku!" Inko said, happily.

"I didn't expect it to do that good. I guess people like it." Izuku said, with a smile on his face.

Once they finished eating, Izuku went upstairs, made a beat, then began rapping.

-If you don't like reading curse words, violence, shooting, or the n-word, basically any song skip this part-

[Caught him lacking after talking brazy

Twelve to his chest like Tom Brady

Playing this game like a sport

Damn, coach should've put me in

I'm shooting ten for ten from halfcourt

When I come through

I'm making it rain

Red dot

Straight to your brain

Popping niggas

Just like champagne]

(A/n: Lemme know if y'all like the rap. Lemme know if you do or don't wanna see them)

Listening to it with a beat, Izuku couldn't help but make that face while bopping his head. He did some editing, then uploaded it to the two platforms. He then went to sleep with his fatigue catching up with him.

When he woke back up, it was late because he didn't have school, it was the weekend. He got on his phone to see how his music was doing.

In Japan, rap music common so it was an instant hit. By the second, Izuku was getting streams and comments on how good his music was. Of course, he wasn't going to let it go to his head, he wasn't going to be like some arrogant asshole.

He thought that he didn't want to have his setup in his room, so he looked at his possible studios. Aft carefully looking through the internet, his mom, came into his room to see if he was awake.

"What you up to?" Inko asked seeing him already awake.

"I was looking for a studio, I don't want my setup in my room. Also, I will have more equipment to make my music sound better." Izuku answered.

"So, are you planning to show your face?" Inko asked as Deku went into deep thought.

"I don't know yet, maybe I will. But it won't be anytime soon, I do wanna have a girlfriend, not a fan." Izuku answered as his thoughts trailed off to Mitsuki.

"It makes sense. I don't want you to have a girlfriend that only wants you for your status," Inko said, truthfully.

"Thanks, mom. I gotta go though." Deku said, getting up from his chair.

"Do-don't you want breakfast?" Inko asked a little down.

"Not today, but we can go out to eat if you want," Izuku suggested.

"Are you asking me out on a date? Haven't been on one of those in a while," Inko said, looking back on her memories.

"A date? Yeah, how about we go to the movies, then on a dinner date and end off with a walk in the park?" Izuku said, naming the most cliché date.

"You've done this before, huh? Playboy." Inko said, with a playful blush.

Izuku smiled as he kissed his mom on the cheek, then left the house. He texted Mitsuki that he was coming over. She said ok because Bakugo was there at the time. She said that he was going to be gone for a few hours.

'She meant to tell me that?' Izuku asked himself.

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

Izuku knocked on her door to get no response. He knocked again, got the same result. He put his hand on the doorknob and twisted it. The door was unlocked which confused Izuku.

'She don't lock her doors? She must have faith that this shit won't get broken into.' Izuku thought as he walked into the house. He locked the door behind him, by instinct.

"Aunt, Mitsuki?" Izuku called out as he walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge to get him something to drink.

On the counter, was a box that said 'birth control'. He opened the box to see two pills gone. He put the packet back in the box, feeling his stomach churn a bit.

It was only a few days ago, that Mitsuki found Masaru, cheating. She was crying her eyes out. How did she move on so fast?

He then discarded the thought because she wasn't that type of woman. But why did she leave the box out if she knew he was coming?

A barely noticeable smile appeared on his face, seemingly concluding why she did what she did. He finished his drink and sat on the couch, waiting on Mitsuki.

After waiting for a few long minutes, he gets up and goes upstairs. The closer he got to her room, the louder the sound of water running was heard.

He went back downstairs, waiting on Mitsuki to get out. After an undisclosed amount of time, she came from upstairs with a skirt, a strapless top, and the purple jacket over.

(A/n: I don't know how to describe the clothes, so I left a picture for those who don't know)

Without saying a word, she sat on the opposite couch. Izuku felt little to no nervousness, he didn't know if she was made or not.

"I know when I'm in the wrong and I wanna apologize for kissing you. I shouldn't have done that when you vulnerable. That wasn't the right way to go about it." Izuku said, bowing his head, expecting to be hit or yelled at.

When Mitsuki took up that role of mother for him, she took it seriously. Instead of either of those things, Mitsuki lifted his head by his chin and looked him in the eyes with a loving gaze.

"You can't go around kissing girls like that," Mitsuki said, looking him in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, I-" Before he could finish, he was interrupted.

"You can't do that without knowing how to kiss. You're terrible at it." Mitsuki said, shocking Deku. One of the things he would've never expected her to say.

She then pulled him closer as she placed her lips on his. She began to him passionately. Tasting the sweet minty taste of the inside of her mouth, calmed him from the shock.

When she broke the kiss, a bridge of saliva came from it. Izuku looked into her lust-filled eyes, not knowing what to say.

"That's how you kiss. Now, let me teach you a little more." Mitsuki said, grabbing him by the wrist, then guiding him upstairs to her room.

Walking up the stairs, he only had one thought in his head.

'Fuck you, Bakugo.'