F&C - Chapter 16 *

Ch16 - Shortstack Supremacy *

A/N: Enter La Brava!

***

With pink and purple eyes, and long, luscious magenta hair, Manami Aiba lifelessly stared ahead at her computer screen.

Surrounded by piles of trash, Manami aimlessly browsed the internet, watching video after video. Burying her emotions as she tried to distract herself. Trying to find something, anything to get her mind off of what happened just a few weeks prior.

Manami had finally found the courage to write a love letter to Sawada-kun, but instead of getting a response, or even being turned down...

She had been laughed at behind her back. Called creepy and weird.

Manami didn't have anyone. She... she didn't know how to connect with people. She wanted to have friends, to fall in love, but she always messed it up.

She couldn't bring herself to go back to school. Not after that.

Click. "Hey guys! Today we're going to be unboxing–"

Click. "Heroes. Villains. Society is so–"

Click. "There's a new hero in town! Let's see–"

Click. "Isn't Shiki-kun just the cutest?!"

Manami froze for a moment, taking in the boy on her desktop. Flawless skin, black hair with just a little bit of gold, golden eyes, and that smile... she could see herself getting lost in it.

"Cute..." she muttered. She wanted to know more.

He was Shiki-kun. He wasn't too well-known, just a wealthy child model– yes, he was incredibly cute, but that was it. But just a few months back, Shiki-kun had debuted as an actor. Just one minor role on a TV show. In fact, behind the scenes info revealed that it had been a spur of the moment decision, and that Shiki-kun didn't even have a manager.

But his performance... it was beautiful. It had brought Manami to tears. How could such a young boy be capable of displaying so much raw emotion?

After that, she scoured the internet for anything she could find on him, even going as far as to create an algorithm to uncover any social media posts that involved him. In every single video of him she could find, Yoshiki was kind, sweet, and just a little ball of sunshine. Always wearing a warm smile. Always willing to indulge his fans.

He... he was perfect.

It couldn't hurt to meet him, right? Even if she wasn't the most attractive girl, Manami was confident in her coding ability. That didn't translate into modeling and acting directly, but networking, social media managing, website design... she could be of use. Manami could find a way to be useful to him.

To worm her way into his heart.

'What does he like? Dislike? Hate? Love?' Manami would need to find out everything that she could and more, all to increase her chances of getting closer to Shiki-kun.

***

Watching Manami through Archive, Yoshiki smiled fondly.

It was kind of cute how easily obsessed she was.

Manami was going through all this effort just to make herself presentable, all so she could get closer to him. All so she could help him. Some people might find that sort of overwhelming obsession unsettling, but it just made him want to take her in and pamper her. The poor girl just didn't know how to interact with others, thanks to a mix of her upbringing and her Quirk.

With her parents abandoning her out of a lack of love, and her Quirk literally revolving around the concept, Yoshiki could see how La Brava had resorted to villainy in canon.

It was also a little scary how good she was at navigating the internet.

It had been a little over a week since Manami had stumbled across his 'Shiki-kun' persona, but she already knew a lot about him. To be fair, he knew even more about her, simply because Manami was in his Archive. As for what she was doing now... she had somehow gotten ahold of his schedule.

She knew exactly where and when he would be the next few weeks, at least in regards to photoshoots and filming commercials.

She even knew about his fiancé, Saiko, which wasn't even public knowledge yet.

While concerning, it was to be expected. The girl could hack into Yuuei's servers remotely, and while Enocorp was going strong, it had nothing on Nezu.

As for what Manami's 'plan' was, she was going to manufacture a scheduling conflict, so that they'd be left without a place to photoshoot. Then she would swoop in at the last second, providing them with a suitable location and 'saving the day.' Manami would then use the whole encounter to market her uses and skills to Fumika, who doubled as his manager.

All things considered, it honestly wasn't that bad of a plan. It might've even worked... but she was going to wait three more weeks to enact it.

Yoshiki hadn't even met the girl, but she was already obsessed with him. Doing everything that she could to get closer to him, to find a way to help him. To please him, to serve him.

Why wait if he could have her now?

"I'm going out," Yoshiki muttered, sitting up and stretching. While he'd love to just stay in bed the rest of the day, cuddling with his mother, it was the perfect time to claim Manami.

"Mmm, don't go..." his mother mumbled, pouting as he left her side. "What's happening?"

"Maid."

Fumika sat up abruptly. "Ooooh, tell me, tell me!"

Almost done getting dressed, Yoshiki let out an amused snort.

"Later."

Then Yoshiki activated Warp, instantly appearing in a random alleyway just over 60 kilometers from his house. He immediately started walking at a brisk pace, turning the corner without looking where he was going. Yoshiki might've only seen this sort of thing happen in manga and anime, but he was pretty sure that he could pull it off.

"OOF!"

Yoshiki feigned surprise as Manami's face slammed right into his chest, the girl stumbling backwards as she walked into what must've felt like a wall.

He instantly reacted, reaching out to catch his future maid with his hands. With one hand bracing her back, and the other firmly palming her ass, Yoshiki leaned right over her, nice and close. Panting just a little as he feigned overexertion.

He stared down at her, drinking in the sight.

Manami was wearing a gray hoodie and sweatpants, but they were tight– clinging to her figure nice and snug. Her fat, plump ass pulling at the fabric, and her impressive bust straining her jacket just a bit. Yoshiki liked her canon costume, but seeing Manami all quiet and shy, her hair tucked inside her hoodie, and dark circles around her pink and purple eyes...

This wasn't that bad either. Not at all.

"Are you alright, miss?"

Yoshiki watched in amusement as Manami recognized who he was. Her eyes going wide as she realized she was in the arms of 'Shiki-kun.'

"U-Uh, I'm... you...!" she fumbled over her words.

"So you do recognize me," he whispered soothingly, and Manami blushed, nodding. Just laying in his arms as she squirmed and panted.

Yoshiki had wondered, at first, if he should take this slow. He'd enjoy it either way. Letting Manami try out her little ploy, to slowly try to woe him, despite knowing he already has a fiancé... but no. Her thoughts, emotions, and desires sealed the deal. He was idly aware that Quirks could affect the user's personality... but Manami was something else.

Her obsession, her Love, it clouded all. Manami was pure as could be, but that pureness was not good, nor was it kind. After falling for 'Shiki-kun,' she had started to warp herself into someone that she thought he would accept. Manami's love was unnaturally pure, to the point that it eroded the rest of her.

Manami would do anything in her power to be his. Anything.

If she thought that it'd make Yoshiki fall for her, she would kill for him. Torture for him. Not even terrorism was off the table... and if it earned her his love, she would be perfectly happy. She wanted love, his love, more than anything else, like an incurable addiction. It'd only take him a few nudges make her one of the most evil, twisted villains in history.

And now that this obsessive, plump shortstack was staring back up into his eyes...

[ Manami Aiba. Will do anything to be yours. ]

He couldn't hold himself back.

Yoshiki slipped one of hands into her sweatpants, past her panties, and started furiously fingering her pussy. Before Manami could do so much as gasp, he was sucking on her lips, his tongue forcing its way into her maw. Manami immediately gave into pleasure, panting and mewling... but she also had a fire under her, determined to be used and assaulted by him as much and as intensely as possible.

Manami had no doubts, no worries– nothing but unrelenting, endless desire.

She wasn't even phased that they were doing this in an alleyway, not if it meant she could be his, if she could be assaulted and used by him. The way her thoughts drifted towards exhibitionism and public humiliation, it made her heart race, her pussy hot, and her panting slightly louder.

Yoshiki didn't think there was anything she wouldn't do, as long as he initiated it.

Not that he'd actually take her first time in an alleyway.

WARP.

Both of them instantly appearing in his bedroom, Manami let out a small squeal as he picked her up in a princess carry, climbing onto his bed as he continued to suck her on face and finger-fuck her pussy. Setting her down on the mattress as he leaned over her plump, panting figure, his tongue never leaving her mouth once.

Then he finally pulled back from his assault, hunching over the girl as she panted in abject lust and desire, her face flushed red.

Yoshiki slowly started to tear away his clothes, putting on a little show for Manami. From the way she openly drooled, staring in his chest... and then audibly gulped as his thick, girthy cock slapped down on her stomach through her hoodie, firmly pressing up against the bottom of her breasts, he was pretty sure she enjoyed it.

Creating little claws with Lightcraft, Yoshiki tore away her clothes too. Manami let out a little gasp as he brushed past her puffy nipples and her clit. Leaning back, Yoshiki lined his cock up with her pussy... and stopped.

'Hmm,' Yoshiki muttered to himself. 'Something's missing.'

Manami was lustful, obsessive, and was practically built to fall for his whims, but for some reason, Yoshiki wasn't taking advantage of that. This girl would fall as far as he wanted, be as lewd as he wanted, as vulgar as he wanted. He could make Manami the most degenerate woman on the planet, and she'd love every second of it.

Knowing that... Yoshiki couldn't help himself.

"From this day forwards," he growled, "you are mine, Manami."

"Y-Yes!"

***

***

***

Yoshiki's Sub-Quirks:

Index: Blank, Notepad, Identify, X-ray Vision, Lightcraft, DNA Lock, Sincerity, LC_decoy, Archive, Alert, Observation, Warp, Linger, Revise, Divine Body, Divine Mind, Cleanse, Hormone Control, Impulsive, Conquer

Total: 20