The Scowling Sidekick: A My Hero Academia Fanfiction
New Home, Same Old SecretsWe enjoyed the rest of Friday at home with Mom and Dad for the first time in a while. On Saturday, Ayaka and I hugged Mom and Dad before leaving, and she said, “We promise to keep you informed and get your approval.” Mom squeezes us, “You better. I love you both. Send me everything and listen to your principal. I agree with all his conditions, so remember never to be late to school, keep your grades up, and don’t show your real selves outside of UA. If any of those happen or a villain attacks, you will have to move into the UA dorms. The only reason I agreed with your principal is that I know that you both would have used your quirks to travel and be intimate if you were in the dorms. You wouldn’t have the maturity to objectively select the best accommodations in the heat of your passion. That would put you both at risk.” We groan and nod in unison because they sound like broken records about these conditions.
With that, we go pick up Principal Nezu since he wanted to join us today. He asks Ayaka while adjusting his tie in an adorable, handsome way, “Do you have any prospective apartments or homes that have caught your eye, Miss Kubo?” Ayaka responds, “We have no idea where to start looking.” Principal Nezu responds, “Might I suggest employing someone from a real estate agency? They would have access to find suitable accommodations for you, children.” We use Ayaka’s phone to search for nearby real estate agencies and go to the closest, “Musutafu Real Estate Agency”.
We use our quirks to get there discreetly and quickly, saving time. To conserve our magic, we hold off on transforming until we arrive while in Aya-chan’s 5D space. Once we are ready, we carefully emerge into 3D, then walk inside. I am wearing my new shades that we bought to replace the ones I got in Kanto, and Ayaka is wearing a pair of her own, since we are famous now.
Once inside, we keep the hoods up, remove the shades, and approach one of the agents. She blushes furiously when she sees us approaching her desk, and she stands up and shakes Ayaka’s hand, “Mr. Fumiaki, how may I be of service?” Ayaka says while gently shaking her hand, “We are looking for a local home/apartment with good security and lots of space. Would you be able to show us some properties?” She says, “Certainly. What budget do you have?” She responds with her charm turned up, “We can afford anything you show us. The nicer the better.” She nods, “I understand. Then I will show you the nicest available properties that Musutafu has to offer.” She motions for us to follow her and drives us to the first place.
She asks while driving, “So how does the principal of UA know these models?” SHIT! Principal Nezu saves us and says, “They made a sizable donation to our institution, and they requested my counsel during this purchase. You see, they are still young and have never purchased anything of this magnitude before.” I am glad I have these shades on, because my eyes might have snitched on me. She responds, “I see. That makes sense.” She keeps driving until we reach a large mansion-sized house that reminds me of Yaoyorozu’s place, and we go inside. Everything is really nice, and Ayaka takes a video of everything to show Mom later. This house is fucking amazing, and it has everything we wanted, and the shower is amazing. Principal Nezu shakes his head after the tour, “It is very nice, however, the security is very lacking. I don’t feel comfortable with them living alone here.”
She took us to the next place, and it was an apartment. It was nice and all, but it wasn’t quite large enough for Garlic to be comfortable. The next place the shower was not to our liking. After that house showing, my stomach started growling, so we got a few boxes of pizza to go and ate while commuting to the next place. We ate 3 pizzas between us and could have totally eaten more, but we had enough to fend off hunger and replenish some magic. She then takes us to a place I immediately fall in love with. Everything is a gothic theme I love, and is either black or crimson. It is partially furnished, and the real estate agent tells us that the many floor-to-ceiling windows on the exterior walls are one-way mirrors. We can see out, but people outside see their own reflection. Not like anybody could see up here unless they could either fly or quirk-walk, since this is a penthouse suite. There is an indoor pool with one-way mirror glass on two walls, so if we swim in it, we can see outside. She tells us, as we admire the gorgeous indoor pool with an amazing view, “The building manager maintains this pool. If anything goes wrong, call them, and they will send someone to fix it.” There is also a hot tub with a nice view and loads of space for Garlic. I can see loads of plants decorating this space. The shower is large and has water coming from all angles, like Ghana. I look at Ayaka, and I whisper, “I like it a lot.”
She squeezes my hand, and she says, “We love it. The bed seems a bit small, but that is an easy fix.” She says, confused, “That bed is a California King. I am afraid there isn’t a bigger selection available.” Ayaka turns on her charm and says, “We want two of them mashed together. You see, our bed gets very crowded at night.” The real estate agent gets redder than a tomato, misunderstanding Ayaka, though judging by the look on Ayaka’s face, that is exactly the reaction she was going for. Principal Nezu asks the real estate agent, “How is the security here?” She seems thankful for the distraction and clears her throat and responds with her professional tone while pushing up her glasses while looking at her notes, “They have a security team always on the clock, and only individuals with permission from residents are allowed to enter. Frequent visitors can receive a guest pass. Outside every apartment are cameras, and any unauthorized people that come into frame will trigger security.”
Principal Nezu asks, “Does this place have a protocol for villain attacks?” Ayaka called Mom, who was spending her day off finishing a painting at the gallery, using the gallery phone to avoid suspicious phone records, and telling her everything in real time as the real estate agent shared these details and everything the agent had said prior. The real estate agent responds, “There is an emergency alarm that, once triggered, will trigger an alert at the closest available hero agency. The response time is about 1-2 minutes upon receiving the alarm. However, a famous hero is living in the neighboring penthouse suite, which should add to your desired security.” Principal Nezu then nods, “I see. Well, I think this place will be sufficient for these boys.” The real estate agent says, “This apartment sells for 500 million yen. How do you plan on paying? Wire transfer? Card? Cash?” Ayaka asks, “Which payment method do you prefer?” The real estate agent says, “We recommend wire transfers for apartments of this magnitude. That helps prevent accidents in transit. We prefer our clients not to fall victim to villains stealing their fortune.” Ayaka nods, “That makes sense.”
The real estate agent takes us back to the office, where she has us fill out A LOT of paperwork. Principal Nezu called for a car to pick him up since his input was no longer needed and left. While we are filling out paperwork, Ayaka asks, “So, we are hiring a private chef in the very near future. Are there other available apartments in the same building that we could also buy?” The real estate agent says, “Give me one moment, I have to look that up.” She turns to her computer on her desk and with lightning fast fingers she looks up the particulars of the building, and she says, “There are several other units available in this building. Would you like to purchase one of those as well today?”
Ayaka says while crossing her legs in a sexy manner, “It depends on how much it is. We may need to push that purchase at a later date until we can liquidate funds.” Look at her using rich people's words. She looks so hot with her charming confidence right now. She feels my gaze, and she smirks, and her eyes flicker with desire. I start blushing furiously, trying to fade into the background as she takes care of everything. The real estate agent responds, “They come in varying price ranges from 7,660,000 to 92,000,000.” Ayaka says, “We can technically afford that, no problem, but we would like to see them before making a decision. We want to get our chef nice accommodations.”
She nods while tidying up a stack of papers, “That is understandable. Let’s finish up this sale here and get you your keys, and get a ream of paper and a portable printer so we can finish up the secondary sale there to save your time.” Ayaka smiles that charming smile of hers, “We really appreciate the consideration.” She blushes as she gets the last few papers for us to sign and initial, and then she hands Ayaka an envelope containing a few sets of keys and says, “The penthouse suite of the Sunset Suites now belongs to you. If you would give me a few minutes, let me gather that paperwork I mentioned before we head out.” After a few minutes, she had a ream of paper and a portable printer in tow and appeared to be struggling to hold them both. Aya-chan and I go over and take one each to take the load off of her, and she sighs in relief, “Thank you. I need to exercise more, apparently.”
We head back to the Sunset Suite building, where our new apartment is, and she shows us a few different ones she has available. We end up getting Deonte one of the nicer suites, with a kitchen he would love. After we filled out another grueling amount of paperwork, my magic was getting low. Not dangerously low, but we need to wrap this up so we can eat or do something to replenish our magic. I assume Ayaka’s is getting a little low as well, since we have been in these forms for several hours. We thanked the real estate agent at the end and went straight to our new apartment.
Fu-chan takes us to the bedroom where the king-sized bed is and says, “Strip.” I take off my clothes lightning-quick, as does she. She bites her lip in that sexy way and says, “Change back, I am going to fill you with so much cum that you will recover so much magic.” I bite my own lip in anticipation, and she lies on the bed and says, “I want you to sit on my face.” I straddle her face while she is still Fumiaki, and she starts licking me. I also lick her penis while I am in the position, and when she is rock hard, and I am wet, she changes her penis into a tentacle and summons more to lift me and turn me to face her and lower me onto her tentacle penis.
She lowers me slowly as she fills me up, and I gasp in pleasure. Once I get acclimated to her size, she starts bouncing me with her tentacles in a way that I can’t help because of how she is holding my limbs with her tentacles. She gradually gets harder and faster as she bounces me on her tentacle penis, and my pleasure starts to climb. I cum first on her tentacle dick, and my vaginal walls contracting tightly around her penis was what she needed to shoot her large load inside me. Like last time, she fills me with so much cum that my stomach bloats out. She says in that sexy voice of hers, “I’m going to need a huge load from you as well.”
She tilts me upwards and backwards in a way to keep all of her cum inside and removes her tentacle. I do my transformation magic and focus on the big testicle, Hanzo, and transform. While still holding my body, she transforms back to her female form and takes me in her mouth. When I get hard, she says while biting her lip, “I want to ride on your dick today, too.” She lowers me onto the bed as I pout, “I want to do something though. I don’t want to be a pillow princess.” Ayaka purrs and says, “You do plenty.” She lies me down on the bed, and she straddles me and lowers herself on my penis. It feels so good to be inside of her. She is so hot as she looks at me while throwing her dark purple hair over her shoulder in that sexy manner.
She starts to bounce on my dick, and I get hypnotized by her breasts as they bounce with her. She looks so erotic as she takes me deep inside of her with her breasts bouncing like that. She starts bouncing faster, and she cums first, and her erotic visage as her breasts bounce wildly paired with her tight walls on my penis milk all of my cum. I fill her up just as much as she filled me up a moment ago. We carefully separate in a way so she can temporarily transform into Fumiaki while keeping the cum inside, and she says in her deep, sexy Fumiaki voice, “Let’s go break that shower in.”
I love that shower so much.
It is just like the showers in Ghana, with high ceilings, like the ones we had in America. We gave each other another orgasm in the shower as we cleaned out all of each other’s cum, and we were feeling more refreshed. As we were drying off after our shower, Ayaka said, “We probably need to replenish our funds before we fit this apartment how we would like.” I nod, and before we go, we order some takeout while in our original forms to restore more of our magic before we run errands. We restored some through having sex, but we get more from food.
After we eat our takeout, we get dressed and visit Miss Akari to get more money and deposit it in the bank. The manager was on the floor supervising the employees as we made our deposit. The bank teller who had us was blushing and very flustered, while the other bank tellers on the floor looked on with jealousy. They didn’t come by the other bank teller because the bank manager was on the floor today, so they had to stay in their stations. Thus, it resulted in a very quick errand.
After depositing the funds from selling another gem, we start buying the things we need for our apartment while trying to be efficient since we have been using magic a lot today. Ayaka has them send the new stuff to our new apartment building, as if we don’t have the quirks that we do, to make sure that there is no possible link between our personas. We got another California king bed and frame that looks like the same model as the one in our place, and another of each for a daybed for Garlic in an indoor garden space we will be making near one of the large windows, since Garlic loves the sunlight.
We got a lot of shopping done today, given the short time we had to get the essentials, and we stopped when my stomach started growling again. The delivery drivers were there when we arrived and were waiting for our approval to enter the apartment complex. The delivery drivers didn’t take long unloading things, and the moment they left, we released our transformation magic with a sigh of relief. We were starting to run low on magic again, obviously. We ordered takeout and bought extra in case Mom and Dad wanted to tour our apartment. If they don’t, then we have leftovers for a quick meal tomorrow. While we wait for it to arrive, we started making the place more our own by putting the things we bought where we think they fit best.
We obviously started with the most important stuff first, like setting up the second bed so Garlic could sleep next to us (The frame was surprisingly simple to assemble using the directions). We also got some plants today for Garlic, but we definitely need to buy more. We wanted to see how the plants we bought filled the space we had first before we bought ALL the plants. We also got a lot of lounge gear for Squash for the indoor pool, and a lot of fuzzy items for each room for Sir Floof. We didn't get too carried away and only got a little something for everybody since we don't have much magic left.
There was a cat loft with a staircase on the wall that someone made that I quirk walked up to and put most of the fuzzy things. Sir Floof immediately comes out and starts to burrow himself in the fluff of the fuzzy. He warms my heart so much. I pet him some before I left him to continue to unpack our loot. Mom called Ayaka while we unpacked, and they wanted to see our place just like we thought they would. We arranged for the cover of buying paintings so it wouldn’t raise suspicion among the building staff. Since these personas spend a lot of money, we have loads of empty briefcases, so we fill one up with yen to exchange for our parents' money to pay for it.
We wanted to get the loot for our friends out first, so they could enjoy the place immediately, get out of those PokéBalls, and stretch their legs. Since their art is heavy with plant life, Garlic will surely enjoy relaxing inside some of Mom’s paintings more regularly. While waiting for the takeout, we continue setting up our place with things to make it feel more like ‘home’. The doorbell rings, and Ayaka yells, “Coming!” and she runs undisguised to the door.
I panic, pop a jawbreaker in, teleport to the door that Ayaka is opening, slam it shut, and nonverbally gesture to her normal feminine form that she was opening the door with. She silently curses at herself as she transforms into Fumiaki while I briefly transform into Hanzo, then open the door and greet the delivery person with our takeout. She apologizes when she opens the door, “I am so sorry to slam the door in your face. Our ‘company’ tried to answer, and I couldn’t have that in my residence.” The delivery person sets the food down, grabs his clipboard, and follows up completely unbothered by it, “It’s fine. Is this the Fumiaki and Hanzo residence?” Ayaka nods, strokes my exposed abs under the robe I am wearing right now, and says, “That is us.” He hands us our order while looking a little grossed out by our love, and we take it inside, and Ayaka says in that deep voice of hers, “Thanks. Here is a little extra just for you.” She hands him a handsome and very unnecessary tip, and his eyes light up as if he got over his prejudice with that kokorozuke payment, and he bows, “Thank you as well. Enjoy your meal.”
We shut the door, and she sighs in relief, “Thanks for that, Han-chan.” I nod as I take most of the takeout into the dining room. It is now that I realize that we don’t have a food dish big enough for Garlic, as I am pulling out all of our orders. I mention it to Ayaka, and she says, “Shit! I knew I was forgetting something earlier. We can give him many servings on the plates we do have, or use a deconstructed piece of cardboard from the merchandise we bought today. I will ask him what he prefers.” She releases the spell, and she goes to the spot where Garlic is soaking up the sun in the window. We hear the doorbell again, and I assume it is Mom and Dad, but I keep my transformation up just in case, while Ayaka is talking with Garlic.
It was Mom and Dad, and they held back the hugs for the cameras in the hallways. Dad passed me the tube with the painting in one hand while taking the briefcase of yen in the other, pretending this was a business interaction. Actually, less pretending and more being actual customers, since there is an exchange of yen. I wave them inside, and when the door shuts, I drop the transformation magic myself since it is no longer needed for the time being. Ayaka is coming back this way, and she says, “Hey, Mom and Dad, welcome to our new place. We ordered enough takeout for you guys to join us as well.” Mom puts her hands on her hips while looking at us wearing robes, and she says sternly, “I raised you better than to wear robes when hosting guests. You'd better go change.” We say, at the same time, in slightly depressed voices, in response to her disappointment, “”Yes, Mom.”” While quickly getting dressed, we put on the clothes we had worn earlier. We haven’t brought over the rest of our clothes yet because we've been busy unpacking everything else.
Mom smiles as we return to the dining room with our clothes on, and she and Dad have already pulled out all of the takeout. Garlic, Squash, and Sir Floof are all sitting by the table with their tails wagging very fast in anticipation of dinner. Ayaka gets Garlic’s food and places it on an open piece of cardboard. She pets him as he digs in. “I will buy you a special dish tomorrow, buddy.” Garlic nuzzles his face into Ayaka before digging in. We place Squash’s and Sir Floof’s down on regular plates, and they dig in, too. Once they are taken care of, we sit down with Mom and Dad, and Mom says, “You girls really got a nice place here.” Dad chimes in, “So nice that I want to move in.”
Mom bonks him on the head, “How would they explain that to the world, honey? You know that they bought this place in their popular personas.” Dad groans and pouts a little, “A man can dream, right?” Ayaka says as we load our plates with takeout, “We can buy an apartment here for you as well. They have a few more suites available. They may not be as nice as this one, but they are still very nice. Then you would have an excuse to visit us more, being neighbors.” Mom sighs and says, “I don’t know children. I don’t want to sell the house that has been in my family for generations.” Ayaka says, “Who said you had to sell anything? We can pay for the apartment with no issue at all. We just liquidated more funds earlier today.”
Dad seems so happy to hear all of this, and if he were a dog, his tail would be wagging a kilometer a minute. Mom seems like she is thinking deeply, and she says with a heavy heart, “As much as I love the sound of that, I think it would be safer for you, children, if we didn’t move in right away. Anyone who looked hard enough would probably see through your disguises. Maybe after several months or maybe even years. I don’t want my selfish wish to be close to my girls to be the reason villains find you.” Dad’s excited energy immediately turns into pouty energy as if his imaginary puppy dog ears were drooping.
We all express thanks for the food and start eating. Ayaka says, “I guess in the meantime, you guys can visit while delivering paintings. In about a month, we have a surprise for you, so we will definitely be inviting you over again when that time comes, first thing.” Dad perks back up, “Surprise? For us?” Ayaka smiles that warm smile of hers and says, “You will love it so much that you will probably want to push up the clock on moving in.” Mom asks after wiping sauce from her mouth, “Any hints?” Ayaka shakes her head while still smiling, “Nope.” We can’t exactly give them hints about Deonte without giving it away.
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