#her golden-brown skin shone with an inner light. Her eyes were soft with kindness. And concern.

[acourtofquestions]

Dont be angry, Finnula said. Be smart.

[kitanoko]

For a request can you do an Izuocha fic where Deku is oblivious to other girls flirting with him and Ochako gets adorably jealous ? Or a Todomomo where they both have a day off from being Heroes and trying to find something to do.

 Note: Thanks for your ask :) I’ve decided to write both the Izuocha and the Todomomo, but for today, I’m posting your todomomo one first! Hope you enjoy it :) Its my headcanon that Yaoyorozu lost confidence ever since she was in middle school so I wanted to add it into this one. Does anyone play Tekken??

In which Todoroki and Yaoyo spend some time at the Cafe and Yaoyo meets demons from her past

               Sundaysusually mean extra study sessions, supplementary lessons with Aizawa-sensei orstrenuous training outside. Today, a particular Sunday on the first week ofMay, was different. Some of the boys and girls in Class A decided to try outthe newest video game, “Tekken 800”, that wasn’t supposed to come out untilnext month. Yaoyorozu, however, generous as she was, pulled a few strings andasked her dad to get it for them through business connections. Everyone rejoicedand got permission from Aizawa-sensei to let them be homework-free for theweekend.

               Whichbegs the question: could Yaoyorozu create replicas of video games? Perhaps ifshe were to fully understand the makings of the CD, she could forge a perfectcopy of it. Todoroki pondered for quite a while on this particular issue, butwas interrupted when a yell came out of the lobby.

               “I TOLDYOU YOSHIMITSU WAS OP,” Bakugou’s seethed as he violently slammed thecontroller onto the couch, “KIRISHIMA YOU CAN SUCK MY D—“

               “Behave,both of you!” that definitely was Yaoyorozu’s voice, “Kirishima stop provokingBakugou and Bakugou, could you please be gentle with the controller? I don’twant to have to create another one!”

               Todorokismirked inwardly. Yaoyorozu was the big sis of Class A alright.

               Withina minute or two, Yaoyorozu came out amidst all the yelling, and lowered herselfbeside Todoroki at the dining table. She has had enough of the raucous andfound peace in the quiet kitchen as Todoroki closed his textbook.

               “Whatare you doing?” The girl turned and asked, watching as Todoroki tidied up hisspot to leave, “You’re not interested in the video game?”

               “Notreally,” his voice was jaded like always and started heading towards thestairs. Yaoyorozu frowned. Now was a good time to get to know him better. Shepushed herself up, leaning against the glass table.

               “Todoroki,”she mused, and grinned when Todoroki stopped in his tracks, “wanna head overdowntown?”

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               That wasway too easy, the girl thought, somewhat sheepishly.

               Yaoyorozushifted her gaze as the two walked side by side down the street, amused andquite frankly, intrigued by their hang out. Just earlier, she suggested a Café thatrecently opened down Mitaka street. Todoroki nodded in agreement, showing moreor less concern as usual and so here they were.

               “NeopolitanCafé,” the boy read off the neon sign, and noticed the exuberantly fancy décor thatwelcomed them as they sat down at an empty table. The server came and greetedthem with water as she notified them of their daily specials. The menus werecasually laid down in front of them, stacked on top of each other. Quickly,Yaoyorozu pushed one of the menus toward the boy, but as she did so, she grazedhis hand slightly, causing her cheeks to glow with a shade of pink. She gaspedat the touch, her inner desires almost laid bare, and focused on his expressionto see what kind of reaction he had.

Yet he had none.

She sighed. She hated to admit itbut the cool guy of the class is frustratingly oblivious.

“Yaoyorozu,” Todoroki didn’t lookup from the menu, “It’s my treat today.” The boy folded the menu back to itsoriginal state, and placed it down. He didn’t expect her to be this happy, butwhen he glanced over, the joy etched on her face said otherwise.  

“Please you don’t have to,” thegirl was flustered beyond belief, “I asked you out…I mean not ask you out…Imean asked you to hang…because it’s a rare day off!”

She embarrassingly chokedher way through that sentence, and hurried to compose herself.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said,getting up from his seat, “You have to order up front right?” The girl nodded,lips tugging upwards into a shy smile.

“Thank you,” she mumbled, “I’llhave the blueberry shortcake then…” She started twirling her hair, feelinguneasy at his sudden affection, and looked down onto the grains of her denimshorts. He fished his wallet out of his front pocket.

“Ah, sure.”

The girl’s eyes followed him as hewalked to the cashier and took note of how charming he was even with just aplain white t-shirt and dark jeans. From afar, she examined his features,probing every detail.

With no doubt, she had fallen forhim, inside and out.

“Hey, aren’t you Yaoyorozu,” afamiliar voice said with distaste and Yaoyorozu stiffened, “You’re at UA now,right?”

The girl turned over, hair flyingacross her line of sight, and her heart skipped a beat.

“Fumie,” the other girl,significantly smaller compared to the first girl, glowered, “Let’s go. Why arewe even talking to her?” The shorter one sounded annoyed and emphasized herwords with such loathe that Yaoyorozu felt frozen in place.

“I bet your rich daddy and mommybought you your place,” Fumie spat out, “You were never talented. You had anuncommon quirk that many were attracted to, and that’s about it.”

Fumie crossed her arms, centeringher rage on Yaoyorozu. The two were her so-called acquaintances from back then,but for as long as Yaoyorozu could remember, they brought nothing but terrorand alienation.

“No…” the creation heroine said,sounding feeble, “I was recommended in…” Fumie scoffed and ran her hand throughher curly brown hair. Yaoyorozu’s past memories flooded her mind at an instant.Afraid of facing them once more, she felt goosebumps rising on her skin and hermind, pounding and aching. She knew her inner demons would appear again, evenif they were supposed to be resolved.

With hands clenched, Yaoyorozushot up from her seat, eyes tearing up.

“I’m not the same as I used tobe,” Yaoyorozu uttered, taking a step towards the two girls who looked liketheir faces had permanent scowls tattooed on them, “I’m not going to listen toyour insults.”

“What did you say?!” Fumiestomped her foot forward and raised her left hand. Grunting, she pulled her palmaway, readying to send Yaoyorozu a slap across the face when a hand snatchedFumie’s wrist.

“What are you doing to Yaoyorozu.”

The three of them looked to theleft, speechless. Todoroki stood there, holding a receipt in one hand and Fumie’sarm in the other. The air around them turned sour and Todoroki forced Fumie’sarm away, the fire in his eyes turbulent. His left eye glowed with a golden hue from the light that shone through the patio,making him look more hostile than necessary. The two girls were taken by surprise, and stumbled a few steps back.

“Todoroki,” Yaoyorozu’s shouldersslumped, clearing her throat to hide her previous emotions “They’re just peopleI met from middle school.”

Her voice eased him a little buthis vexing glare did not waver.

“You mean they were people whopicked on you in middle school.” He corrected her, and instinctively pulledher closer to him by the waist before announcing, “Yaoyorozu has no business with you.Leave.”

Fumie cleared her throat,slightly shaken from his intimidating aura, “Tsk…let’s go.” She mumbled underher breath as she dragged the other girl with her.

“Still attracting pretty boys, I see,Yaoyorozu,” the other girl muttered before striding off. The two girls didn’teven grab their unfinished food, bumping recklessly into the staff as theyrushed out.

Yaoyorozu exhaled, “That was—“

“That was remarkably stupid,”Todoroki cut in with a demanding tone, “You don’t have to be afraid of them. People who are jealousof you are always going to try to pull you down. Listen to yourself. You have thepower to stand up against them.”

Yaoyorozu plopped back down ontothe seat, hands covering her eyes as she laid her head against the table, “Sorry,I was just thinking about the past. When so many people hated me for reasonsthat I didn’t understand.”

Hearing that prompted him to think about his own family, and Todoroki placed a hand lightly onher head. He heard soft sniffles from the girl and his heart wrenched. 

“Don’t relive the past,” he said, tone unfaltering.

He had no idea the kind offeeling he delivered with those simple words.

She lifted her head, thankfulfor the gentle touch that he reserved only for her.