Chapter 26 - Mitsuki Bakugou 3

Izuku sat next to her and adopted a blushing and sheepish smile as if this was what he had wished for all his life. Mitsuki couldn't stand his rather innocently attractive face anymore and went in for the kiss,

"...You happy?" Mitsuki immediately drew her lips back after feeling her lips touch his. She thought the kiss was extra sweet, but it didn't really matter because she couldn't indulge in it unless she'd become too engrossed in the immoral moment.

"...Aunt Mitsuki, that was way too quick!" Izuku shamelessly shouted. "I thought we were going to do french kisses!"

"Are you insane?" Mitsuki yelled back. "There's no way I'm doing that with you!" she said, trying to cover her blushing face, but he could still see her cute expression.

"? If it's just this, even I've done it with mom," Izuku grumbled, pouting his lips. His eyes were disappointed, and he slumped his shoulders down. He looked as if he was betrayed by his closest ally.

"You're reaching brat!" Mitsuki didn't relent as she pointed at Izuku's shameless face. She thought this'll be just a one and done thing but who would've expected Izuku to encroach on her this much.

"You're hurting my heart aunt Mitsuki," Izuku threw a tantrum, clutching his chest and acting like a child. He was willing to just go all out on his stupid act at this point. He was having fun just seeing Mitsuki's blushing and confused face that it was worth the embarrassment. If it could get further, then that's the jackpot.

"You're not reeling me in this time." Mitsuki yelled, pulling his cheek once more, "You don't get to use this cute face anymore. You're too scheming now," She said. Mitsuki had a few doubts before but now had noticed that he was pretty much playing with her emotions.

"Tch," Izuku spat a sigh, "I was really looking forward to it you know, that part wasn't an act,"

Mitsuki stared at Izuku and saw some truth in his words. Either that or he was an expert liar but he's just a kid.

It would be a lie if Mitsuki didn't feel happy that she still had some attractiveness left in her but it's all for the wrong reasons.

"Fine! I'll give you a chance to change your stupid request, but nothing crazy, okay?"

"Then I want a lap pillow,"

"..."

Mitsuki only sighed and unceremoniously yanked Izuku's head to rest on her lap. She was wearing a rather thin skirt so Izuku could feel her bouncy skin through the fabric. "There, happy?"

"Not reall–Oww!" Izuku suddenly felt a pang on his head. He moved his body to face Mitsuki who had her hand balled up into a fist. "Just be content already. I'm starting to get pissed,"

"Fine," Izuku said. He didn't mind her rather aggressive attitude since it would be weird if she just let him do anything he asked her to, especially in this condition.

It was a refreshing change from Inko's heartwarming and fluffy heart, and Toga's submissive obsession. It made him desire more.

Though, Mitsuki quickly calmed down after seeing Izuku not trying anything else. She decided to just enjoy whatever this moment is supposed to be and played with Izuku's messy green hair.

"You're going to U.A. right?" Mitsuki asked.

"Yeah. I promised mom I'll be a hero so I can use my quirk to protect her," Izuku said, this time, it was from the bottom of his heart, which pierced Mitsuki's as well.

"But don't worry, I'll protect you too if it comes down to it. I'm not as petty as you are–,"

"And, we're back," Mitsuki slapped his forehead and stopped him else he turned cheeky mode on again. "Save this flirting of yours for your future classmates instead of an old woman like me,"

"As if. Ignoring that they probably won't even be that cute, I'd much prefer someone like you," Izuku said with confidence sprouting off his chest.

"Shitty brat," Mitsuki said. Her tone shows she hated the compliment but Izuku knew otherwise from her slightly reddened face. "I'm even older than Inko,"

"Really?" Izuku said with shock. He knows what Mitsuki's quirk is but isn't it too op? He thought Mitsuki was way younger than Inko. "Mom secretly resents you, and I think I now know why."

"Heh, you think she's the first woman to hate me for it?" Mitsuki flaunted. "Inko is the best of those bunch, that's why I'm kinda fine with you beating Katsuki up, even if it leaves me with a bad taste."

"Hmm…Mom is really kind after all," Izuku nodded and agreed. It might be really biased but who cares. It was love, it was meant to be biased.

It wasn't hard to get caught up in the moment as Mitsuki reminisced about the past. It was barely a few months ago that Izuku was still bullied by Bakugou, and yet look how things have changed.

Mitsuki ruffled Izuku's hair once more. This time, she did it softly, full of care, and a tinge of guilt.

"Sorry I couldn't help you much with Katsuki…" she said.

Although she said sorry, Izuku knew what she was looking for wasn't forgiveness. She just needed an outlet to let everything out, and it just so happens for Izuku to be here.

"Well, I don't think anything you do will help. It'll only make Kacchan feel like shit and lash it out on me," Izuku smiled and reassured her innocence. There was really nothing Mitsuki could do at that point, as the only one who could help the previous Izuku was himself and he didn't. He took everything like a wimp.

Mitsuki smiled. "Thanks," She felt a bit better knowing that Izuku, the victim, didn't blame her. There was still guilt, of course, but his words had managed to lessen it somewhat.

Izuku got up from her lap and sat right next to face her, their shoulders touching. She flinched when Izuku grabbed her hand but still let him be.

"Can I kiss you again? For the memories," Izuku asked with a sincere smile.