Victory
Main Pairing:Ā Natsuki Bakugou (OC) x Mimiyuki Kita (OC)Ā (Pre-Relationship)
Side Pairings: Katsuki Bakugou x Koge Naegi (OC),Ā Seijirou Eguchi (OC) X Dokuji Kobayashi (OC)
Rating: Teen
Words: Ā 3626
Genre: Fluff / Humor
Warnings: Cursing
āSheās so hot⦠Oh shit, did I just say that out loud?ā Natsuki clasped a hand over her mouth, a hot rush of embarrassment filling her cheeks. Sitting beside her while she stood, her mentor began to snicker, eyeing her with snarky interest.Ā
āWhat was that, Natsuki? You crushing on the pop-star?ā Seijirou smirked as Natsuki tried to shush him, her face flushing dark red as she bounced in her spot with a finger over her lips.Ā
āShh!! Uncle Seiji, could you be any louder!?āĀ
āNo one can hear us over the music, darling.ā Seijirou gave a wave of his hand to dismiss her scolding, though the amused smirk on his lips didnāt fade. āThereās nothing to be embarrassed about!āĀ
āBut there is!ā Pouting, Natsuki squatted down, hugging her knees to her chest with her arms wrapped around her legs tightly. āSheās a goddess! Iāve seen her on TV and everything⦠I even have a bunch of her music. Sheās so out of my league, I shouldnāt even be letting myself think about her!āĀ
āYou think she wouldnāt pay attention to you?āĀ
With a sigh, Natsuki fell silent, watching the famous star Mimiyuki Kita prance about on stage. The young singer had been invited to be the entertainment for a martial arts competition that Natsuki was participating in, which was something the young blonde hadnāt even known about. Not until she arrived and saw the pamphlet for the entire day's events, where Mimiyuki was performing right before the semifinals. Seeing the celebrity in person was completely different than just online or on posters. She literally was perfection in Natsukiās eyes, tiny and petite with a powerful voice. Natsuki had seen her just walking through the halls, her raven hair down and flowing behind her as she walked.Ā
So adorable. So graceful. So beautiful. So sexy!Ā
And so, so, so out of Natsukiās league.Ā
āUncle Seiji, sheās literally a celebrity.āĀ
āAnd so are you,ā Seijirou reached over and patted the top of Natsukiās head gently. āYou think people donāt know your name by now, Natsuki? Or know that youāre my successor for my company?āĀ
Feeling her cheeks flush again, Natsuki looked up at Seijirou out of the corner of her eye, conflicted on how she should feel about his support. Yes, she may have been known in this community of fighters and heroes, but how the hell was someone like Mimiyuki supposed to know her? Not possible. It just wasnāt.Ā
āI still donāt think sheād know me outside of what Iāve done here at this placeā¦āĀ
āAnd? Itās normal for people to not know each other before they meet. Thatās what conversation and going on dates is for!āĀ
āD-Dates? No, no.ā Natsuki shook her head, standing and trying to rub the embarrassment from her face. āSheād never want to go on a date with me.āĀ
āWhoās going on a date with who?ā The soft voice of her mother nearly scared the life out of Natsuki, who put her hands on her chest. Curious eyes locked on her daughter, Koge munched away on a large dill pickle, which Natsuki could see, even in the dim light, that it was sprinkled with salt.Ā
āMama⦠Damn it, we need to get you a bell or something, you scare the crap out of me when you do that!āĀ
Smiling, Koge gave a small shrug, obviously not bothered with the fact that she scared people like that constantly. āNah. What were you talking about? Dating?āĀ
Natsuki shook her head, only feeling her stomach bubble nervously as her father came up to stand with them. Bakugou looked utterly annoyed with his surroundings, his cheeks puffed out and filled with popcorn. He hadnāt heard anything, which Natsuki was grateful for, but she didnāt know how to get out of this situation. āN-Nothing! Uncle Seiji was just telling me about how he and Uncle Doey are going to go on a date.āĀ
āWha-?ā Dokuji was the next to question the blonde, having only heard his name over the music. Seijirou sighed, deciding to play along to not embarrass Natsuki too much. He knew that if she got all riled up about this, her mind would be stuck on it and would impact her ability to win the competition. She was so close, only two fights away, and winning this had been a goal of hers for nearly a year.Ā
āNothing Hun, I was just talking to Natsuki about how weāre going to Okinawa.āĀ
āWe are?āĀ
āWe are now.āĀ
As the two men conversed about their new trip Natsuki had so suddenly sprung on them, the flustered young adult sighed inwardly, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. Now that she wasnāt being spoken to, she couldnāt get her attention off Mimiyuki, who was currently doing one of her aerial hoop acrobatic performances that frequently appeared in her shows. Although she didnāt look it on the outside, the performer was incredibly strong and skilled to be able to do those tricks and still sing so high up above stage. Natsuki was truly in awe of her, and she wanted to meet her badly. But, courage when it came to romance was something that the twenty-year-old lacked.Ā
Eventually, Natsuki had to peel her eyes away from the show to go prep for her next match, hugging her family and mentors for luck. Much to Natsukiās relief, her brain instantly went into combat mode from the moment Mimiyuki was no longer in her sights. And so, with luck and talent on her side, she crushed both of her opponents, beating the odds that had been stacked against her and sending the crowd into an uproar. Supporters and haters alike were standing as she accepted the victory, and if she had to describe how she was feeling, it would be filled to the brim with pride in herself and what she stood for.Ā
Victories like these always reminded Natsuki that everything she had done up until now was worth it. That being quirkless didnāt mean being weak, nor did being a woman. She was powerful and brave, with not a doubt in her mind that she could succeed. What made the victories so much better was the pride she saw on her fatherās face every time. He was the reason she felt strong enough to do all of this in the first place, because someone like him believed in her so completely, and that pushed her to do everything in her power to make him proud.Ā
āDaddy, I did it!ā Running up to her family with a squeal, she leapt onto Bakugouās arms as he held them out, squeezing each other tightly.Ā
āThatās my girl! Natsuki, you did fucking amazing! You beat the shit out of that last guy! Oof- Utsuro!ā Koge was next to jump up on him, to which Bakugou quickly adjusted his arm to hold her as well. Natsuki laughed at his fumble, but she still lied her head on Kogeās affectionately.Ā
āMy baby is so strong!ā Koge kissed her daughterās cheek, though was careful of an area where she had been hit decently hard. āIām so proud of you!āĀ
āWhat is this, donāt leave me out!ā Even though he had to use his cane to walk over, Seijirou hugged Koge and Natsuki from the back, which meant he ended up hugging the protesting Bakugou as well. āDoey, come get in on this!āĀ
Chuckling, the orange haired man shook his head, arms crossed over his chest. āNah, Iām good. Iām not a hugger.āĀ
āNeither is Bakugou, and look at him!āĀ
Bakugou growled, obviously seriously annoyed, but there was nothing he could truly do about it. āI didnāt know you were going to fucking join!āĀ
With a small roll of his eyes, Dokuji joined in, though he kept his hug mostly to Seijirou and Natsuki. But then, before any of them could decide to stop, there was a soft giggling from nearby. Lifting her head, Natsuki glanced around for a moment before her eyes landed on Mimiyuki, who was standing just a few feet away with a trophy in her hands.Ā
āM-M-Mimiyuki!ā Natsuki stuttered, wiggling just enough to make everyone let go of her. āI didnāt see you!āĀ
Soft smile on her face, Mimiyuki tilted her head a bit to the side, pink eyes scanning the group. āThatās okay! Iām sorry, I didnāt mean to interrupt.ā Much unlike her powerful voice on stage, the young woman spoke softly, an angelic sound to Natsukiās ears. āThe competition coordinators wanted me to give you the trophy and take some pictures for the media.āĀ
āR-right. Awards and pictures.ā Trying to not let her embarrassment get the better of her, Natsuki looked up at her family and mentors, pointing towards the group of waiting coordinators and photographers. āIāll be right back. Unless you want pictures, too?āĀ
āIf they want us, Natsu darling. You know how they prefer to decide for themselves.ā Seijirou smiled at her, giving her a nudge towards Mimiyuki. āGo on! Make a good impression.āĀ
Natsuki knew that, from the slight teasing tone in his voice, he didnāt mean to make a good impression on the media. He meant to make one on Mimiyuki, to try see if there was even the slightest possibility of romantic interest. How she was supposed to do that subtly was something Natsuki couldnāt quite fathom, since she had no idea if the raven-haired celebrity was interested in women in the first place. All she could imagine was saying something just for Mimiyuki to shut her down and make the entire situation awkward as hell. But what if she didnāt reject her? What if she was interested in women?Ā
There were subtle hints that Natsuki had noticed in Mimiyukiās music, but that could have easily just been her misinterpreting the meaning behind the lyrics and just associating it to what romantic experiences she had in the past. Then again, there were the very straight forward moments when Mimiyuki would sing about being conflicted over āhim and herā or other similar situations. If she was right in her assumptions, then maybe⦠just maybe.Ā
Giving a soft cough to clear her throat, Natsuki approached Mimiyuki. In her platform heels, Mimiyuki was much taller than Natsuki, which only made the young fighter more flustered since at every glance she ended up looking at her chest instead of her face. That, and she liked women taller than her, even though without her heels Mimiyuki only stood a good two inches taller. Everything about her made Natsuki feel sick to her stomach in a weird, good way, much more than any other woman before her. Could she even speak without throwing up? Or making some embarrassing noise?Ā
āItās so nice to finally meet you!ā Mimiyuki greeted Natsuki once she reached her, both starting towards the group waiting for them. āWatching you fight today was so exhilarating!āĀ
āY-you watched me?ā Natsuki forced her voice out through constricting vocal cords, doing everything she could to fight the raging heat that wanted to rush to her cheeks. āReally?ā Argh sheās so articulate! Anything I say is going to sound stupid.
āEvery match! Youāre so skilled and incredibly powerful, itās absolutely magnificent.ā Mimiyuki smiled, the light pink hue that dusted her cheeks only made Natsukiās heart race. āAnd youāre the first woman to win this competition in seven years. Thatās an amazing accomplishment!āĀ
Unable to resist the ego boost, Natsuki gave a short chortle, giving a light scratch to the side of her nose. āAh, you know, itās nothing! These guys are just pushovers, anyways. Up until before the semifinals, they all thought they could take it easy and still win. Instead they got their balls chopped off-- ah, I-I mean, wait-ā Covering her mouth, Natsuki immediately felt a wave of embarrassment and stupidity crash over her, having not even realized how comfortable she felt at that moment. She had let her vulgar side slip out without realizing it, and even though it was nothing she hid during matches, she never let herself talk like that with strangers. Only her family ever heard her say such things during regular conversation, yet here she was, speaking without a filter to a celebrity.Ā
But, before she could even apologize, Mimiyuki began to laugh. āThey did! And rightfully deserved, in my opinion. It was their mistake, to treat you like youāre weak. I even heard some of them trying to flirt with you, as if it would lower your defenses.āĀ
āTch, of course they did, they always do.ā Natsuki lowered her hands, tugging at a lock of her hair to try and stay calm. The fact that Mimiyuki wasnāt at all put off by her personality only made it harder for Natsuki to stay neutral. So, she decided she wouldnāt. āToo bad for them theyāll never have a chance.āĀ
āGood. That leaves room for women who do.āĀ
Natsuki could see it, that twinge of interest in that gorgeous pink gaze. She hadnāt seen that in a very long time, and it immediately made every inch of her body flush with fire. Before she could even get a word out, she was interrupted by one of the competition coordinators, who was waving them down. Mimiyuki was quick to pick up the pace, leaving Natsuki behind in her semi stunned state.Ā
She just hit on me. She just? Did she? I--
Her thoughts were cut off as her hand was suddenly in Mimiyukiās, her grip soft and tender, but tight enough to get Natsukiās attention. Having stopped walking completely in her state of shock, Mimiyuki had returned to get her, the gentle smile on her lips breaking Natsuki out of her stupor. āCāmon, Natsuki. Letās get the pictures over with, hm?āĀ
āY-yeahā¦ā Still hand in hand, Natsuki followed Mimiyuki back up onto the fighting rink and to the group that had been waiting for them.Ā
āLetās get a picture of Natsuki and Mimi first, both holding the trophy.ā A man that Natsuki recognized to be Mimiyukiās public relations manager spoke up, pointing to the two women eagerly. āI want it for her blog immediately! Please, someone get Natsuki a stool or something to stand on-āĀ
āThatās not necessary.ā Mimiyuki interrupted, stepping out of her shoes to bring herself down to Natsukiās height. āSheās the champion here, Iāll come down to her height.āĀ
āOh, but this stage is covered in sweat and thereās blood-!āĀ
āItās okay! If Natsuki can be barefoot, then so can I.ā Stepping closer and without a hint of hesitation, Mimiyuki put her arm around Natsukiās back, prompting the young blonde to do the same, even if her heart was about to leap out of her throat. Holding one side of the trophy as directed by the photographer, Natsuki allowed herself to be squeezed in closely to the other woman, even to the point that their cheeks were touching. She wasnāt sure if she was smiling at the camera or if she looked like a damn fool, flushed and trembling from head to toe in her embarrassment. She had expected that by the time pictures were over and done with, she would have calmed down. Instead, she had somehow become even more nervous, as she was left alone with the singer and her manager.Ā
Stepping back into her heels, Mimiyuki flattened out her miniskirt, looking at the man beside her, who seemed increasingly anxious. āAre we done?āĀ
āYes, Mimi, all that we have to do next is get past the crowd back to the bus. Itās late, so we will just go back to the hotel. We have that other gig in the morning, you know.ā He responded in an almost annoying robotic voice, which made Natsuki pretty much instantly annoyed. Mimiyuki sighed in what seemed to be a bit of disappointment, placing her hands on her hips.Ā
āDarn, thatās annoying. Well, I guess it canāt be helped. It was really nice to meet you, Natsuki. Congratulations, again, on your victory!ā Instead of a simple handshake or bow that Natsuki expected, Mimiyuki hugged her tightly, gaining the same affection from the flustered blonde.Ā
āY-yeah⦠Thanks. I mean, thank you.ā Natsuki was reluctant to release her as Mimiyuki took a step back, though Natsuki did notice the way her slender hands lingered, allowing one to rest over her own with a gentle caressing of fingers. āYou put on a great show tonight, by the way. Your hoop uh⦠What you do on that hoop is pretty badass.āĀ
Smiling, Mimiyukiās cheeks flushed from the praise. āThatās truly a flattering compliment, especially coming from someone so strong! Thank you, Natsuki.ā After giving Natsukiās fingers a light squeeze, Mimiyuki turned to leave with a final small wave. āHave a wonderful night!āĀ
āYou, tooā¦ā Natsuki felt a horrible tightness in her chest as she watched Mimiyuki walk away, as if she were losing out on a huge opportunity for something incredible. That spark had been there, and though Natsuki had always felt like she wasnāt one for romance, there was no denying it. She had never been a coward when it came to anything in her life, and yet here she was, reluctant to make a move that would soon be completely out of her reach.Ā
Holding her breath, Natsuki took a quick moment to look back at her family, finding that they were all watching her. Embarrassment flooded her, which almost squashed any chance of her stopping Mimiyuki completely. But then, there was a movement, a flick of the wrist from her father that was clear in its meaning. Seijirou was quick to copy him, though he was more energetic with a bounce in his seat and a point of his cane.Ā
Releasing the breath, she turned back to look at Mimiyuki, who was just about to exit through a set of double doors. Immediately, her body moved without another thought, jogging towards the exit as she waved her arm in the air. āW-wait, Mimi--!āĀ
Stopping halfway through the door, Mimiyuki looked back at Natsuki curiously. She took a second to call her manager to stop, before standing back inside of the arena area. āYes?āĀ
Swallowing the huge lump in her throat, Natsuki struggled to speak behind the swelling shyness, the heat in her face nearly making her eyes tear up. āYouāre⦠Youāre going to be in town for a while⦠right?āĀ
Tapping her finger to her chin, Mimiyuki thought for a moment before nodding. āYes, about two months. Why do you ask?āĀ
āD-d-do⦠Do you⦠uhm⦠Coffee?ā Natsuki felt like her ability to speak in any form of human language had leaked out of her brain through her ears, struggling to make a coherent sentence. āI mean-! Would you like to go get coffee? With me? Like together?āĀ
Cheeks flushing, Mimiyuki placed her hand on her chest, giving a small cough to clear her throat. Though, the initial shock was quick to turn into a pleased smile, even bouncing on her heels a bit in excitement. āOh, yes! Please, just a moment-ā Turning, she spotted her manager poking his head through the door, a shocked look on his face. āPen, please?āĀ
āMimi, you canāt-!āĀ
āPen, please.ā A snap of her finger gained her what she requested, the man reluctantly placing it between her waiting fingers. Approaching Natsuki again, she took her hand softly, finding a decent piece of her hand and wrist wrapping cloth to write on. āThough, coffee isnāt really my scene⦠How about a hike? Iāve heard the mountains in this area are beautiful this time of year.ā As she finished up with a series of numbers and a little heart, Mimiyuki leaned forward and kissed Natsukiās flushed and burning cheek. āThatās my personal number. Text me any time. Iāll trust you not to dox me.āĀ
Nearly suffocating at this point and surprised she wasnāt spewing blood out of her nose, Natsuki gave a nod. āH-hiking, yeah! Yeah, that sounds awesome!āĀ
āPerfect. I look forward to it. Iāll wait for your text! Goodnight.ā With a final wave and smile, Mimiyuki was rushed out of the doors by her manager, who Natsuki could immediately hear begin to scold the young singer for giving out her personal number.Ā
Once alone, Natsuki took in a huge breath, trembling from head to toe as she looked at the phone number on her arm. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! She gave me her phone number! She wants to go on a date with me! āFuck, this is awesome!āĀ
Turning quickly on her heels, Natsuki made a mad dash back towards her family, grinning from ear to ear. Natsuki knew that she wasn't a particularly sensitive woman, nor was she traditionally attractive, so the fact that someone so incredibly beautiful and graceful had interest in her had put her over the moon. She was completely exhilarated, if not a little bit nervous, but this chance was something that she refused to pass up.Ā
āDaddy! Check it out!ā Sliding to a stop beside her father, she pointed excitedly to her wrappings where the phone number rested. āI got her phone number! And a heart! Itās fucking awesome! Uncle Seiji, look!āĀ
As she showed off the phone number, her trophy for the martial arts competition was forgotten on a table in the middle of the arena. Two goals had been achieved that evening, and though winning the fights was something Natsuki worked hard for, gaining the attention of someone she thought was completely out of her reach had more of an impact on her lonely heart.Ā
Finding a way to truly love herself and accept who she was had been a difficult journey, but just maybe, Mimiyuki would be the woman to make her feel complete.Ā












