𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: May contain triggering content, suggestive theme, this is funny in some parts, very mild yandere behaviour. Errors might be present, please don't mind them.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Now revenge wasn't something she enjoyed, not wanting it to backfire, wanting to get back her said cloth, she brings in another person in the picture, hopefully now, she had some small ways of getting her revenge. But something else happens...

THIS IS PART TWO OF THE PREVIOUS ONE-SHOT, PLEASE READ THAT BEFORE THIS.

Katsuki was looking at her, seductively.

From across the cafeteria, avoiding eye contact while chowing down a chunk of favoured bread, with whipped cream as a decorative topping was her, the fluffy treat wasn't as sweet as before anymore, it got hard to swallow as it got harder to divert her focus from the smirking blonde a distance away, opposite to her right was her male friend silently observed her nervous tapping on the table, drawing in shorter and shallow breaths, bending her head to fight shy of something, it didn't take him long to comprehend the reason. However, grabbing her attention wasn't simple, grasping her hand tightly in his, he opened his eyes wide, staring into her sight, he said, "Hey, are you sure you are okay?" she quickly tugs her hand back, briefly throwing him a glance prior to diffusing it, "yeah." replied she, demurely rubbing her fingers together, he tensed up, gingerly leaning forward to peer at her distressed features, looking for a sign of possible sickness. She jolts back, like a child refusing to take bitter chocolate.

"Look izuku, I'm fine okay?" she said frustrated, caressing her eyebrows, discreetly massaging the temple of her forehead, izuku did not appear to have been convinced, swiftly turning her towards him, he begins with an agitated tone, solemnity underlying in it, "Something isn't right, you aren't telling me what it is, so that at least I can help." argued him, nearing her face, breaking the wordless boundary between her, "I'll manage okay izuku, I- I don't wanna include you in it."

Izuku's expression changed, a salient hint of treachery plastered onto his freckled face, he pressed on the conversation, unwilling to give up until he knew what was causing her to space out when she was with him, talking with him as she warily looked at someone, "Why not? Aren't we friends? Why won't you share it with me?" he responded, stretching on a smile, forcing himself to smile through her denial of not sharing something with him. He carried on, "I thought we would discuss whatever is troubling us so that it won't hinder us both in the future, you remember, don't you?" He tried to be the voice of reason, forlornness emitting from his hushed voice. she looks away from his intense stare, deciding it was proper to flee instead of laying it out to him. Confrontation is bound to get off-track.

"I'm sorry it's private, I can't share it yet, I'll go ahead now, see you in class." dismissively shrugging him off, she gets up and walks away from his point of view, taking in a deep breath upon exiting the open space, that tensed look immediately adoring her features. The green-haired male rushed in her direction after a moment of reflection, he had to know what was going on, trailing after him, unbeknownst to greenette, was the blonde male who just so happens to be the cause of the tumult.

The young female perched on a bench outdoors, breathed in a puff of relief, leaning inwards as the front of her palm supported her head, biting her lips deep into thoughts, uncrossing her legs she stares off in a distance, looking at the fort-like walls destined to safe-guard the place, it involuntarily made her remember the USJ incident at the very start of her semester, she was drowning in her overwhelming fondness over her crush, it was mostly what kept her busy after witnessing troubling scenes. Her way of coping, she supposes, safe to assume, her crush had gotten a little milder during the past months, occasionally igniting whenever they talked and looked at each other. A mop of green hairs, a terrifying sense of justice, and even scarier, his smartness, it made her feel like a...

Hearing the soft footsteps, she instantly turned to look and adrenaline immediately shot into her blood, with what limited time she had, she rose and made a beeline towards the entrance, not in the right mindset to face the blonde male, not until she knew what she was going to say and what she was going to do, drawing in breaths a little heavily she halts at the sudden appearance of her male friend, also her impulsive crush.

"There you are! I've been looking for you." He exclaimed, expression lightening up, the tensity in his body dissolving, she swiftly took a step back, torn between pushing past him and wanting to talk with him about her current predicament, "H-Hey izuku- I'm in a hurry right now, can I talk with you later?" she nervously mused, hoping to politely dismiss him without souring any aspect of their friendship. Izuku appeared surprised, blinking innocently, glancing over her posture with prying eyes, "Are you okay? You're like... sweating a lot." he said, closing the gap between them, she nodded, no notion strong enough to distract her from awaiting doom.

Upon noticing his eyes shift elsewhere behind her, she knew, she had no time to evade.

"Hey, kacchan-" quickly pulling the greenette in her embrace, she tightly held onto him, gulping as nonsensical thoughts ran rampant, he didn't speak, she didn't speak, it was pure silence until a shadow loomed over them. She looked up, knowing those spiky hairs belonged to none other than her supposed stalker, "What are you two nerds doing?" he said, venom dripping from his tone, irritation written all across his angered facade. Something unsavoury crossed her mind while considering her opposition and words, resting her lips near Izuku's ears, she whispered, "Just pretend along, okay?" she pivots her eyes into his red orbs, and all that came to her head was her expensive scarlet bra, which to her knowledge, he still had it with him. She coyly smiled, uttering a soft quiet voice, "oh- you wouldn't know, we're dating." she smirked, side-eyeing her blushing friend, who kept his gaze low.

"Bullshit, when did that happen?" he implored smugly, taking a confident step forward, she stood glued to the floor, racking her brain for a countermeasure.

"Just now, we were thinking of getting married soon." perhaps she was taking it too far, but she needed him to know, she was never going to be ready for his lustful desires. She was putting her friend in danger, Katsuki wouldn't try to do anything if she was always around izuku, she was certain of that. "Getting married? You've got to be kidding me, with this quirkless idiot? Who are you trying to fool? Where's the ring then? I sure as hell can't see it!" He shouted, ceasing right in front of her face, staring into her eyes, and she couldn't maintain it without looking away every millisecond. 

"Show it to me!" He yelled a little louder, she took in a deep breath, preparing to take her stance and raise her voice too if he continued to get more aggressive. 

But unfortunately, being subtle wasn't his forte.

She glared spitefully, locking her fingers around Izuku's tighter, she thought of risking a bold move, praying she wouldn't regret it in the near future. Quickly pulling izuku toward her, she wordlessly attached her lips onto his, the process was messy, however, she hoped it would get her message across, loud and clear. Izuku simply melted in her grasp, and she cut their kiss short to aim a nasty gaze at the other male watching them. "See, our love." she coyly replied, pushing izuku further into her body. She felt wrong...

Katsuki frowned, unimpressed with her show of kinship, he wasn't stupid enough to believe anything she said, but he smirked nonetheless, speaking, "let's see how long this love of yours lasts..."

With that, came the end of their fruitless conversation.

Both stood in their place for a while, watching him leave with confident steps, and that meant more trouble for her, izuku did not say anything for a minute or so, staring at the girl who had kissed him, without his consent, but dare he say, he shamelessly relished in it. She let out a sigh, sitting down at the nearest bench to her left, pushing back the strands of hairs as she inclines forward in discontent, the male swallowed his anxiety, bashfully rubbing the nape of his neck, thinking back and forth on what to say, how to appropriately approach the situation, and not possibly let his true feelings come to light.

"So... um- are we getting married for real?"

But his curiosity was far too contagious.

Some time had passed since she reached her room, changed into her clothes, drew out a sigh more times than she could bother to count, and thinking over to the information she dumped on izuku after his interest got the best of him. She even had to tell him about her expensive item, that Katsuki still had in his possession, and she vividly remembers the way her partner in crime flushed ruby red and glanced every corner but her. His hands behind his back, while she stared off in mindless thoughts.

"You've gotta help me izuku, I really liked that... bra." She had never thought she would have to say that to him, the poor guy was shy as he already is, she fears she made it worse.

She doubts he will help with her item, she was over-gaining every bit of chagrin as time passed on and on, and she simply sat with the notion of maybe stealing something of his as payback, but decided it was far too perverted of her, besides izuku could help her, he could go into his room, search for her missing piece of cloth, with her dignity on the line when he did see what kind of taste she had in lingerie. She swiftly pushed back the thought, if she overthinks it now, she might as well just buy a new one with her little pocket money but who knows if he will steal it again without her knowledge, and the downside of it all will be her lack of income to get anything she might need. She was efficiently overthinking this. Overall, she was in the losing team of this battle.

The knock on her door is what eventually jerks her back into the present, opening to see her ray of sunshine who nervously smiled. "I came here to help..."

His plan was simple, get it while he was asleep or just left his room unlocked, either way, both sounded and looked risky, but what other choice does she have? She reluctantly agreed, on the condition that she too would come along in case he got into trouble and she remained unscathed, he said they had to do it that same night, and so begin their draining journey towards painful victory, on her side at least. Sitting a little closer to each other than before, in the common room, silently gossiping whenever something came to mind. It was awkward for the most part, waiting for the blonde to show up, and when he did show up, both of them jumped and ultimately ruined their cover, while she had the brilliant idea of hugging him as if he were crying, poor boy getting hugs left and right didn't know where to put his hands. The girl glared at the other male walking across, making sure he saw them.

'I'm so sorry izuku... I keep invading your personal space so often.'

Two of them followed his trail, seeming like they were going on their merry way to their rooms to do something entirely innocent. "Izuku... when will he leave his room? We've been waiting for an hour." she groaned, dropping to her butt once her legs protested for rest, "Kacchan seldomly leaves his room..." he said, collapsing beside her, leaning his head to the wall as both friends turned lovers, stared into space. Until someone stumbled across these two idiots settled on the ground with a friendly smile.

"Hey what's up you guys! What are you doing here?" Kirishima implored, eyeing the two with concern. Izuku was the first one to speak, saying, "We're waiting for kacchan..."

The other male pulled his eyebrows up in confusion, voicing his unfiltered thought, "Hmm? Why? Something happened between you two again?" he asked, izuku quickly shook his head, nervously stating, "No! um... he- he has something I need and he won't give it back so, I was kinda hoping to take it back without him knowing, you know..."

"Oh that's so unmanly of him, want me to help you?"

"So how long do we have till he comes back regardless if kirishima insisted?" She tensely inquired, standing behind her friend as he attempted to open the door quietly.

"Not for long, we better hurry," he answered, widening the door enough for them both to fit in, looking around his room, neat and kept nicely, she had to double-check with izuku if this was really his room at all. "Are you sure we are in the right room?" he nodded, nearing the wardrobe, she stood mum for a second, the air smelling of caramel, and the slightest hint of sweat, she felt wrong but she had her reasons to shove these feelings aside.

"So, what was your... bra like?" he clumsily questioned, no way she was going to look for it herself in his closet, and find anything else she wasn't supposed to, "Red in colour, dark red..." she responded, trying to hold her inconvenient feelings in attach.

"Did you find it?" izuku wordlessly shook his head, digging around, anxiously gazing around and hearing any sounds, moving towards his bed, she checked under the pillow, finding nothing, impatiently scanning the top shelf to see if anything at all belonged to her. "Any luck yet?"

"No... it's not here."

She loudly groaned, torn between besmirching his room up and slapping his cocky face, searching around for another minute, they are eventually greeted by the voices of their two classmates talking outside the room, izuku grabbed her hand, pulling her into the bathroom, just in time for the entrance unbolt and in came their classmate, irritated. Both her and izuku, minimized any sound they could make, holding in their breaths, not knowing what to do yet, fortunately for them, their friend slept very early, and it was near to his bedtime when they arrived.

"Stupid kirishima..." They heard him say, looking at each other to signal their discomfort, quickly glancing away after hearing the bed make a sound. Each thinking how endangered they would be if he found them, hiding in his bathroom. Slowly moving away from izuku, she stared into the dull bathroom, very little light coming from the gap under the door, her heart dropped after finding what they came looking for, her bra. He had it inside the restroom!!?

Whispering into Izuku's ear, she said, "I found it." he glanced in shock, not expecting to find it in here out of all the places. 'He didn't do anything to it, right?'

The trapped male and female, slightly jolted when they heard their classmate make a rather... disturbing sound, her breath got stuck in her throat, and she physically had to stop herself from shivering, 'what's he doing...'

"Hey izuku, when can we leave?" she muttered. 

The blissful moaning got a little louder, and then they both heard it. 

"[Y/n]..."

Consider her disturbed. 

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Not my most worded Oneshot yet, definitely not. Hope you enjoyed it.

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