A/N Ignore the other genderbent characters. Won't appear in this chapter. Only Ojiro-Chan
Hmm, three days to prepare for the Sports Festival. Not much time to prepare, but it's time I cant be waisting on.' Mashirao Ojiro, a girl with her strengths in her tail and in her martial arts though as she pondered at what Aizawa had announced to her class.
'Counting the time now, and the date of the festival coming. I would have a total of two weeks and three days to prepare. And if I do my work early I should have time to train to get some progress.' She thought as she then realized again, UA has it's work ad assignments that are tasking and time consuming for her.
'Right, I wouldn't be much progress with all the work.' She then noticed some of her other classmates talking about the festival and their plans for it. 'I could as Yaoyarozu for help, but she seems pretty busy with her own work. The same can be applied to Iida.' Noticing said students ether working or proclaiming to their other classmates that work comes first before planning and goofing off.
'Todoroki seems smart...but he seems a bit...off.' She looked at Todoroki as he sat in the corner desk of the room, staring into space or in his own world. She was then surprised to see Izuku, he was getting up and turning in the assignments they were given for the day, and he looked like he was planning something back at his desk.
'He's already done? Wow he's more ahead of the class.' Ojiro thought as she looked at her work, half done as she wanted to get some of it done so it wouldn't be homework. 'I wonder if he could help me out with this plan.'
Meanwhile, Izuku was also in deep thought of his predicament. He knew training wouldn't be a problem, concidering he'd always go the extra mile when it came to it. Completing his homework and getting hours of training in. The problem being...
"I don't know how to fight." He said to him self as he had his hands together in a thinking pose and thought what to do. "Two weeks won't be enough time, even with the three days extra. All I know is Judo, but that's not enough." He said to himself quietly as he scanned the room with his eyes darting everyone.
"The others don't necessarily have any combat or fight training. It's just their own developed style after years of possible work. Even if I asked some for help, their's a possibility they might not have any advice." Izuku then noticed a certain blond haired and tailed girl, sitting across the room and looking down at her desk with papers.
'Wait, Ojiro has experience in martial arts! She knows discipline and lessons from years. If I remember right, she was at the martial arts exhibition against some of the other styles when we were younger.' Izuku thought, remembering when his Judo instructor had taken them to the exhibiton rounds to learn more of defense tequniques and challenge them.
He had remembered of watching her, taking on an older student and managing to beat him with swiftness and advantage of her tail use. "I wonder, would she help me with this." He asked himself before the bell rang and class had begun again. Though during class, nether Ojiro or Izuku could stop thinking whether to ask each other for help.
After school was done, both teens though as they were now leaving the building. 'I wonder what he/she would-' Before they could finish their thoughts, they soon realized that they had bumped into each other as leaving the door from UA.
"U-Um! H-Hello Ojiro-san!" Izuku said as he blushed and bowed a bit in front of her. "H-Hello Midoriya, didn't expect to bump into you just now." She said as both stood their awkwardly. Waiting for one another to say or do something.
"S-So-" Both said as they inturupted each other. "Oh, um ladies first?" Izuku said as Ojiro nodded. "So Midoriya, I was wondering...could you help me out with my homework." Ojiro said as she rubbed the back of her neck and looked to the side. "Honestly, I wanna just get it done and right, so that I could have some time to prepare myself for the sports festival."
She then looked at Izuku and clapped her hands together and bowed. "Please, help me with my homework!" She said as she stood back up and looked at him with hopefilled eyes. "U-Um...sure Ojiro. That's kinda what I was doing too. It would give more time to train for it as well." 'Yes! Thank you Midoriya!' Ojiro mentally cheered as she fist pumped in her head.
"But, I need to ask of you for a favor as well." After hearing him say that, she froze and stiffened. Izuku inhaled and exhaled a breath of air. Dropped his bag to the side. And jumped. 'Why did he ju-' Ojiro's thoughts then stopped as Izuku landed on the ground, on his knees and bowing his head to the floor as it cracked and left a small forehead crater.
"Please train me in martial arts!" He said as he was still facing the floor and pressed it harder, leaving a bigger crater forming. "E-EH!?!" Ojiro was, to say the least, shocked and surprised. "In honesty you're more of a skilled fighter in terms of actual fighting style and discipline than the others. Including myself as I only know Judo."
Izuku admitted as she now blushed at the praising from him. "C-Come on now, the others are better at fighting than me-" "I remember you fighting a senpai at the regional martial arts exhibition match and beating him. You're skilled. Please, I'll still help you with your homework. I'm not the type of person to break a promise. But I ask-"
Izuku then looked up from the ground, his forehead bleeding a bit as he stared into her black coal eyes. "Teach me how to fight." The look in his eyes made Ojiro blush more, never had she seen someone so determined of something. And his eyes, burning passion and so green, sent shivers down her spine.
She briefly took a moment to calm her nerves, and crouched down to look at him straight. Alright, I will help as best as I can. But know that we have little over than two weeks. And all the years I have trained will be taught fast, and it will be harsh. If you cant keep up with my instructions, then you won't learn. Are you willing to go with this?"
Izuku stood up as she did as grinned, but turned into a smile. "Yes. Thank you." At this, Ojirou couldn't help but grin with an odd feeling of satisfaction and felt this would be fun. "Ojiro-sensei!" Izuku said aloud as her feeling of pride soon met it's end with embaressment. "H-Huh?" "So, what would we be learning today Ojiro-sensei." Izuku said as he looked at her, practically excited to learn already.
"W-W-Why are you calling me that!?" She said in wonder and embaressment. "Huh? Oh, well you are teaching me. And I think it would be a bit weird calling you master. So I thought Sensei would do. All martial arts teachers are often more common to be called sensei." Izuku explained as Ojiro face palmed to hide her red face.
"W-Well, lets focus on homework at the library, then I can at least show you some forms and katas for starters." She said as she walked away in a hurried pace, leaving Izuku a bit behind. "Ah! Wait Ojiro-sensei!" "Please, don't call me sensei." "Ah then, how about senpai?"
'That's even worse!' She thought to herself as her mind went on. Picturing a shirtless Izuku, pinned down by her as they were in a sparring session. His body dripping in sweat and a bit of small cuts on his face. Her brain pictured him still looking determined and fierce as she had pinned him. Izuku looking at her from the floor into her eyes, calling her. Ojiro-senpai~.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Hah!? Senpai wait up!"
"Don't call me senpai!"
"Ojiro-Sensei!"
"Not sensei ether!"
"Sensei!!!"
Soon after, their agreement came to fruition as both had helped one another. Days passed as Izuku helped her with her studies, while Ojiro trained him and tutored him in the various combat arts she learned. Both seemed to enjoy this agreement, Ojiro getting her grades up to her own pace, Izuku better preparing and more understanding of different fighting style.
But one thing both agreed on enjoying, was the fighting and sparing with each other. At the end of it all in the day, they would fight. Giving each other advice or suggestive ideals in a fight to better get the upper hand. Their bodies sore and in pain from time to time, but progress was improving and helpful.
[5 Days Later]
'Alright, another day of training. Wonder what kind it'll be today.' Izuku thought as he got off the train with his small duffle bag and began exiting the station. His destination, Ojiro's house, as where he had been going to train by her. 'We've really gone at it with the sparings. Still kinda sore from a few days ago.'
Izuku thought as he looked at the bandage wrapped around his right forearm and touched the one on the side of his cheek. 'Still, i'm thankful for her teaching me this. I've been able to test One for All with this, and it feels like I'm getting a better hand at this.' Izuku said as he tightened his fist in pride as he recognized the house heading to and rang the doorbell.
The door opened as Izuku looked at a older man. Having blonde, short spiked hair as he looked surprised at Izuku. "Um, can I help you kid?" He said as he kicked the floor a bit and looked at Izuku. "O-Oh, sorry If I was bothering you. I was wondering if Ojiro-sensei was in?" Izuku said with a smile as the man stiffened.
"O-Ojiro? Yeah um, shes in the living room with her grandma and my wife. C-Come on in." The man said as he invited Izuku in as he walked in. "A-Ah, thank you for invinting me Mr..." "Just call me Ryuji kid." "Right, thank you Mr. Ryuji!" Izuku said as he smiled and walked into the living room.
'A boy. Ojiro has a boy coming to see her!' Ryuji thought as he looked at Izuku walking down the halls to the living room. 'Haru...our little girl is growing up...kill him for me please.' He thought as flames and electricity surrounded his being as he felt one thing: Protective Rage for his little girl and the death of Izuku.
"Ojiro-sensei! Hello!" Izuku said as he peeked into the living room and couldn't believe what he was seeing. He saw a woman next to Ojiro, being that of her mother, and an elderly lady sitting by the table in a seiza position looking at Ojiro. And her, in an elegant and traditional wedding kimono.
It was a bit long in length wise of the sleves, but it suited her perfectly in Izuku's eyes. The dress brought out her dark eyes and face more. Emphasising her beauty. As well as her tail making her more captivating as it swayed with the dress.
"A-Ah..Izuku. Umm, this is embaressing. I totally forgot you were coming over..." Ojiro said as she blushes and covers her face with the kimono's sleeves. "Oh, you didn't tell me you were having a boy over dear." Her mother said as she giggled and looked over at Izuku. "So you're the classmate she's talked about. Thank you for helping Ojiro in her studies. She gets her bad habits from her father sometimes." "Mom!"
"I'm her mother. Call me Haru. And that's my mother by the table." "Just call me Gran sonny. So, what do you think of my granddaughter in that dress eh?" "Grandma!" Ojiro said as she flailed her arms around in panic. "She looks lovely. It really shows how pretty she is." Izuku said as he then realized what came out of his mouth and blushed deep red.
"W-Well not meaning shes unappealing normally. No! I mean to say that she's always looking quite beautiful, b-but she looks more in that dress. Ah wait no I mean that she looks-" 'Yup, just like Ryuji when we/they firs started dating.' Haru and Gran thought as they couldn't help but smile as seeing the two teens blushing and trying to fix themselves.
"See Ojiro-chan I knew this would make your future husband speechless." Gran said as both teens looked at gran and blushed. "Grandmom! W-We aren't dating yet!" "Y-Yet Ojiro-chan!?" Both teens went wide eyes at what they just said, turning more red than izuku's shoes at the moment.
"See! Pretty soon you'll be wearing that dress. Who knows, maybe in some time I'll be sing grankids." Haru said as she giggled along with Gran, who was practically seeming like she was gonna die of laughter. "Mom! Ugh, come one Izuku. It's time to train." She said as she grabbed his hand and dragged him elsewhere. "Um, you really wanna train-" "Of course, I need to train you. Your form could be improved for any-" "No, what I meant was, you want to train in that um, dress?"
Ojiro now noticed she was still in her grandmother's wedding dress, holding hands with Izuku as her grandmother and parents heard their conversation. "...Let's perhaps take a break from training today." She said as she looked away. Izuku as well, but knew she wanted to get away for the day. "W-Well, wanna go get something to eat. Maybe walk just a bit?" Izuku said as he rubbed his neck and looked at her. "Y-Yeah, I'd like that. Just let me get ready."
"Like hell you're taking my daughter on a date!" Ryuji shouted as both teens squeaked in surprise. Ojiro dashing to her room and shut it as Izuku looked at the man. "Now now Ryuji, you have to admit, they were like us back then." Haru said as Ryuji still looked at Izuku with glaring eyes. A skulled figure and black looming ship could be seen behind him.
"I won't let our daughter date yet! She's only 15-OW! OW! Owowowowowowowow!" Ryuji yipped in pain as his ear was pulled by a pouting Haru. "I'll be back later!" Ojiro said as she came out of her room wearing a Chinese style long sleeved dress shirt and black short pants and flat shoes.
"Bye mom!" "It was nice meeting you Mr and Mrs Mashirao. You too Gran." Izuku said as he smiled and waved at the parents and elderly. "Remember Ojiro-chan! I wanna be a great granma!" "Gran!" "You're just like me and yer grandpa the two of ya! Hah!