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A Merman and a Teacher [Request 1] [Merman!Kirishima/Takara] [No Quirk AU]

Hello my friends! No this story isn’t dead lol. In honor of MerMay, I guess, here’s another chapter of this story!

This was requested by @kitteylove who is super super sweet and patient. They requested this a while ago and I just now got around to finishing it. Sorry my friend! Anyway, I hope you like it!

One thing I need to mention is this entire story is basically a spin-off of @thetrashywritingwitch‘s AMAZING story, Tedium in Blue (here’s a link to the story on AO3). In their story, they kept the reader gender neutral, so while I used female pronouns accidentally in the first chapter when I mentioned the reader from Tedium in Blue, I will use they/them and Y/N as their name from now on.

Alrighty! Here’s Chapter 1 Link and Chapter 2 Link! Now, let’s get on to the story! I kinda feel like this went everywhere, but I’m getting tired and I wanted to get this up before I go to bed, so...please accept this. I might go back and edit later. Idk.

Ok for real, hope you all enjoy!

God Bless and Good Day!

~The Lupine Sojourner

It had been several months since I’d started meeting with Kirishima, whose first name I had yet to find out.

In that time, we’d grown very close, but Kirishima told me with his limited English that first names were very personal and intimate for merfolk.

Their first name was rarely shared with anyone until such time as the merperson in question chose a mate or had grown to trust another person so completely that they felt safe revealing their first name.

I had no right to ask him his first name, and still felt lucky he trusted me with his last name at all and kept risking discovery to see me every day (with a few breaks that he always told me about).

He was getting so good with English, we could almost hold normal conversations, but it was still limited to smaller words and we had to stop to let Kirishima figure out how to say a word in English sometimes.

“You’re good at words.” I praise when we were starting to wrap up our little meeting for the day.

“Kara stay please?” He asks in reply, looking suddenly sheepish.

‘Please’ and ‘thank you’ had been some of the first words I’d taught him after our first meeting, when I’d gotten dunked and Kirishima stole a kiss on the cheek.

I raise a brow. “Um...why?” I ask. He’d gotten so good about my leaving, trusting me to always come back the next day, I wondered if he was regressing for some reason.

“Meet friend.”

I frown. “What friend?” I ask.

“Friend.” He repeats.

I know he might not have the words to explain further so I try to help him. “Are they...like you?”

Kirishima nods eagerly. “Meet at dark on wood!” He chirps.

It takes a few moments for me to interpret what he’d said. “...You want me to meet your friend when sun down?” I ask. ‘Sun down’ or ‘dark’ was how Kirishima said night. Of course, living underwater, merfolk probably didn’t have the same concepts of night and day or even likely the passage of time. It was probably a miracle he was always here at roughly the same time. “What you mean ‘wood’?”

“Big wood human use.” Kirishima says slowly, pointing down the beach. I look where he’s pointing and see the very edge of the pier.

“That’s called a pier.” I explain. “That’s where you want me to meet your friend?”

Kirishima nods. I nod back.

Okay, so he wants me to meet some friend of his tonight at the pier.

Wait...hold on...that was where I saw that human (I think, anyway. For all I know they could have been a pixie. Who’s to say pixies aren’t real if mermen are?) and that blonde merman!

...Is the blonde merman Kirishima’s friend he wants me to meet?

There was something bugging me about this sudden desire of Kirishima’s to introduce me to his friend; why? Why now? I’d barely gotten him to admit there was a secret city of merfolk somewhere deep and far away in the sea. To repay his trust, I hadn’t asked any more questions about the city.

I wondered if there was a different friend he wanted me to meet, other than the blonde merman. Some merperson from this hidden city. Doubt it. He’d mentioned that no one leaves, and certainly never reveals themselves to humans.

That raises several questions about both my uncle’s encounter with a merman and the blonde merman meeting with that individual on the pier.

I push my questions aside for now, the curiosity about the friend proving too much to ignore. “Sure. I’ll meet you and your friend at the pier when sun down.” I promise, grabbing my phone and my water bottle before settling my goggles over my eyes. “Will we swim?” I ask just before heading out so I know if I can shower or not.

“No swim. Sit on p-peeer. We come see you.” He replies, stumbling over the new word.

I nod and let him swim closer as I got closer to the exit of our little alcove.

As is tradition, even after these few months, Kirishima offers his cheek and I give it a quick kiss. “See you later!” I call, another usual goodbye between us. I then dive and swim for the shore to get food, shower, and prepare myself to meet this friend of Kirishima’s.

I felt...oddly nervous. I knew this friend likely meant a lot to Kirishima and I suppose I just wanted to make a good impression. But then again...why? Why was I so concerned?

Maybe because Kirishima was trusting me with meeting his friend. Kirishima had been such a fascinating part of my life, I forget there’s so much I still don’t know about this merman.

He loved spicy food (but only some spicy food) and meat, playing with the phonetics app, and scratches behind the ear (in place of kisses) when he managed to learn a new word. He was always happy, playful, and a bit coy with me.

But I still didn’t know if he had siblings, how he got on with his parents, and really anything about his life. And merfolk culture, as well.

I knew that there was a lot to it and most of it I couldn’t understand if I tried, but there was a part of me that wanted to learn. That wanted to grasp just who Kirishima is.

Shaking myself, I finally stepped out of the shower, drying off and applying my few hair products quickly.

Then I pad barefooted out to my fridge and grab a few eggs, frying them quickly. I had to eat fast. It was already sundown and I didn’t want to keep Kirishima and his friend waiting.

Once I am done eating, I grab my phone and a light jacket. It got a little chilly at night.

Feeling my nerves returning as I walked closer to the pier, I find no obvious signs of merfolk about, so I go toward the end.

That’s then I hear a splash I somehow know wasn’t just a wave or a fish. I search the water and, again, find no signs of merfolk.

Sighing, I sit on the edge with my feet dangling toward the water, eyes and ears alert to any sign that the merfolk had arrived.

There was nothing yet.

Then, maybe a minute or two after I had sat down, I feel a sharp tug on my feet, nearly pulling me into the water.

Letting out a cry of surprise, I manage to keep from falling into the water, sitting back down with my now wet feet tucked under me.

I gaze down to see two ruby red eyes glaring at me from behind a rock, blonde hair swirling around the angry face I saw in the water.

I knew it! The blonde merman was the friend Kirishima wanted me to meet!

“He-hello.” I stammer, waving, unsure why I was feeling shy.

The blonde merman continues to glare at me from the water, then I hear a familiar voice.

“Kara came!” I look a little further out to sea to find Kirishima waving from the water, coming closer every second. Realizing he was about to come up to the pier, I hastily scoot aside to make room. He flops up to the pier, letting his tail flop in the water absently as his elbows took his weight and his chin went into his hands. “Bring friend.” He notes happily, gesturing vaguely to the angry blonde merman who thought he was hiding.

I chuckle. “Yes, but he no like Kara.” I reply. Kirishima rolls his eyes.

“He shy. That all. He meet other human here. You no other human.”

I blink. So it was a human. No pixies, after all. Interesting. “Right.” I say slowly. “Um…” I lean back over to look at the blonde merman who’s still glaring at me. I slowly wave at him. “Hi there! I’m a- -hey!” I got a face full of seawater for my troubles. The merman spat a mouthful of seawater at my face! Wiping it on my jacket, I glare back at the blonde merman, waving a finger at him. “Don’t be rude! I was saying ‘hi’!” I bark.

“I don’t like you!” The blonde merman snaps back.

I was taken aback that he knew any English at all, and I nearly overbalanced in shock that it was actually him that had spoken. I knew there was no one else around and that Kirishima would never speak to me like that ever, but it was so insane to me that this merman knew English.

Then his words truly processed and I glare at him. “Well, that’s just rude. I didn’t do anything to you.” I explain, crossing my arms.

“Wants his friend.” Kirishima stage-whispers in my ear. I laugh, but then the blonde merman grabs Kirishima’s powerful tail, and hauls him down into the water.

Squeaking in shock, I look over and see them wrestling beneath the surface, the blonde one seeming to barely be winning when Kirishima suddenly thrusts the blonde merman off of him, talking to his friend and gesturing angrily before coming back up and I have to move quickly aside again as he flops back up to the pier.

“You make Kirishima be stupid.” The blonde guy snaps at me, coming back closer to the pier and glaring at me again from the water.

“No, Kara not make me stupid!” Kirishima protests angrily The friend beckons to Kirishima gruffly and Kirishima pats my leg as if to say ‘sorry about him. Be right back!’ before diving back down.

The pair hold what looks like an argument before Kirishima seems to say something that shuts the friend up. Kirishima lets his words sink in a moment before coming back up. He was chittering, whistling, and hissing in his own language, which meant he was upset. He rarely got upset with me, but it had happened. Mainly when I tried to push him learning a more complex word before I stopped trying.

Kirishima was about to speak when the friend cuts over him, a webbed finger pointing at me. “Don’t tell humans about us or else.” He growls.

I cross my arms and roll my eyes at him.

While it was still shocking he knew so much English, I was also annoyed he was being so rude. He seemed different when I’d first seen him on the pier, but that was one incident. I didn’t have the full story on that scenario.

“If I wanted to do that, I would have done it when I first saw him.” I say, jerking my head toward Kirishima. Something told me telling this merman and Kirishima that I had first seen them talking to a human was not a good idea.

“Be nice!” Kirishima barks at his friend, saying something else in merfolk language (merspeech?) to which Blondy scoffs.

“Kirishima likes you. Don’t crush his heart.” Blondy growls.

I ruffle Kirishima’s hair. Blondy must really like Kirishima if he’s being this overprotective “I don’t plan to. Hey...Kirishima told me this is personal to you, but...what’s your name, if I can ask?” I try to phrase it in a polite way, so he wouldn’t be madder at me than he already was.

“...I don’t have to tell you.” Blondy growls.

I chuckle. “True, you don’t. But, it’s either that, or I call you Blondy from now on.” I tease.

“You do that, I scratch you. It’s Bakugo!”

I nod, extending a hand. It worked like I thought it would. “Great! My name is Takara, but my nickname is Kara.”

Bakugo reluctantly shakes my hand, appearing to realize he’d been duped into giving his last name.

Then...I heard a surprised voice call out from further down the pier. “He-hello?” I turn and see the person from that night on the pier striding toward me.

I stand. “...I suppose I need to explain, huh?” I begin, extending a hand again. “My name is Takara. I met a merman named Kirishima almost six months ago. I’ve been meeting him over in that alcove” I point out where I mean when the person makes no move to introduce themselves or shake my hand, “every day, and earlier today he asked me to come here later to meet a friend.”

The person is quiet for several seconds.

“...That dumbass.” The person growls, face-palming.

Kirishima unhelpfully pops his head up a few feet further in the water, watching us.

“Kirishima wants to say goodbye.” Bakugo says, rolling his eyes.

I blink, my heart dropping into my chest.

“What do you mean?” He hadn’t left in a long time. I found myself not wanting him to go anywhere despite knowing I couldn’t keep him here.

The human turns to me. “Bakugo is going back to the merfolk city. It’s a long story, but they’ll be gone at least a week, but maybe more. Kirishima is guiding him.”

I turn to Kirishima. “Why didn’t you tell me?!” I snap, irritated. He flinches back and I realize he might not understand all of what I was saying. I take a breath. “Kirishima, I would have understood if you need time away. No hiding things from me, okay?”

Kirishima slowly comes over, nodding sheepishly. “Sorry, Kara. No hide no more.” He murmurs.

I sigh, unable to stay mad at him for long. “I hope you have fun, okay? See you in a week.” He comes even closer and I take a few steps into the water to meet him, wearing shorts and sandals so I’m not ruining my clothes. He hugs me tightly and I hug him back, inwardly sighing at the instant rebuttal to my thought about not ruining my clothes. Ah, well. “Let’s let them say goodbye, ok?” I guide him toward our alcove, the water lapping against the bottom of my shorts now.

“I miss you all time.” Kirishima promises, blinking rapidly like he was about to cry.

“I’ll miss you, too.” I reply.

“Kara wait here?” He asks sheepishly. I tilt my head to the side.

“Ok...why?”

“Close eyes and no open!” He cries, now excited. Sighing at his antics, I close my eyes.

I hear him splash into the water and he’s gone, the sound of the waves and the distant conversation on the pier the only sound I heard.

Then, I felt a hand grab mine. Knowing it was Kirishima by the webbed fingers, I let him plop something into my outstretched hands. It felt like maybe...a rock? Or a shell?

“Kara open eyes.” Kirishima instructs and I do to see…

A oyster shell crafted into a necklace case. There was a necklace inside, with a very large pearl (one of the largest I’ve ever seen) as the pendant, with driftwood craftily carved around the pearl. The rest seemed to be some kind of cord, but from what I don’t know. It seemed like seaweed, but I wasn’t sure.

“Whoa...Kirishima...where did you get this?” I ask breathily, eyes locked on the gift, fingers brushing over it gingerly.

“Search all round. Find good pearl for Kara, get help make gift.” Was this what he was up to when he was gone?

I find a very simple version of a lobster claw clasp on the end of the woven cord, so I clip the damp necklace on. It rested halfway between my collarbone and sternum, the pearl glistening in the moonlight.

“I love it, Kirishima!” I praise, hugging him again.

Cheekily, Kirishima puts his cheek close to my lips in his traditional request for a kiss. I laugh. “Ok, but just one, then you gotta get going, alright?”

“...Alright.” He murmurs, not happy at leaving me for around a week. “Kara be waiting?”

“Kara wait.” I assure him. I kiss his cheek. “Now go before your friend gets madder than he already is.” Kirishima chuckles and dives, speeding toward Bakugo and the pair take off after Bakugo gets a kiss, too, only...on the lips? Whoa.

I shake myself. That was none of my business.

I could just leave and let the identity of the mysterious human on the pier remain a mystery...or I could go talk to them.

Deciding that it was too late to start talking about how we both knew mermen, I decide to pull up a notes app and type out my contact info while walking back to the pier along the shore, waving to Kirishima when I spot him in the distance.

I show them the note. “Here...in case you wanna talk.” I yawn as the other person takes their phone out and snaps a pic, yawning as well.

“I’ll see if I can call you tomorrow. We’ve got time to kill til the boys get back.” They reply slowly, as if unsure if they should really be doing this.

“Goodnight!” I call over my shoulder as I walk back to my apartment.

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I’d waited four days before coming again. I knew it would take closer to a week at the earliest, but I couldn’t help it.

Most times, I waited til evening when the other person who knew about merfolk (Y/N, as I came to learn their name was) would be there so we could talk, but they were hesitant and still a bit wary of me, which I suppose was justifiable, considering that I was a sudden interjection into their life and routine.

I started going to the alcove instead and waiting just outside the entrance, leaving Y/N to wait in private.

Time seemed to speed up somehow and, 8 days after the two mermen left for the merfolk city, I saw Kirishima’s long red tail zipping toward me as he raced to get back to me. I duck into the alcove and manage to get far enough back that Kirishima, while he does splash me, doesn’t land on top of me. He eagerly hugs me and I fall backwards into the shallow end of the pool in the alcove. Kirishima’s necklace dug into my chest, but I couldn’t care less as I scoot myself and Kirishima back so I could sit with his head in my lap. My legs were extended on either side of Kirishima’s lean muscular body.

His hand takes mine and he seemed to relax, smiling at me broadly.

“Kara waiting!” Kirishima purrs, stroking my hand happily.

I nod. “Yes, yes I was.”

“Not on wood like thought.” Kirishima muses and I blink.

“Oh I’m sorry!” I stammer.

“It ok.”

Before anything else could be said, I felt my foot being grabbed and, looking up, I see green eyes with a mop of green hair looking up at you from the water.

It took several seconds for anything to happen, both of us too stunned to do or say anything.

Kirishima then took the initiative, scooping me up, plopping me further up the shallow end and lightly shoving the new merman toward me, taking up what appeared to be a guard position at the exit, and I can’t help but still be flabbergasted. In a few more moments, my curious nature won out and I ease myself forward a little.

“Hello.” I greet, slowly extending my hand.

The new merman, this one green with hints of red in his tail, eyes wary but also curious like mine, swims a little nearer, hand reaching for mine.

Once his fingers touched mine, he seemed to forget his fear, coming closer still and examining my hand eagerly, my fingers and arm thoroughly explored by his webbed hand.

Evidently, the lack of webbing was as strange to this merman as it had been to Kirishima the day we met face to face.

The merman then started to explore down my torso and before I could peel his hands off, Kirishima barked in merspeech and the merman scooted away a little, looking ready to bolt, eyes darting sheepishly around to look at anything but me and Kirishima, his cheeks flushed.

I scoot back, draw my legs up, and extend one leg to him. The merman looks to Kirishima, who says something else in his language, nodding at me, and the green merman responds, sounding relieved and grateful, before gripping my foot again.

If it weren’t for all the times Kirishima had grabbed my foot, I’d have laughed aloud and withdrawn.

As it was, though I laughed, I held my foot still. The merman continued prodding and examining my foot before my ankle became a point of interest. After that, though he looked at my legs, he didn’t touch them like Kirishima had.

In fact, he scooted away from me, his curiosity apparently sated for now.

I look at my friend, a strange feeling forming in my gut. “You tell him not to touch my leg?” I ask.

Kirishima nods. “No touching you there.” He says with a bit of possessiveness in his voice and manner. It hadn’t been there before.

“Why not?” I ask, frowning. Normally, Kirishima was the type to go with the flow, not enforce rules.

Kirishima gets flustered, his face turning nearly as red as the green merman’s cheeks, but he swims closer to look me in the eyes. “Because merman no touch other’s mate.” He says sincerely.

My eyes go wide, and my heart skips a beat. His...what?!

“R-really?” I ask timidly.

“Yes. We mates in merfolk ways.” He explains. “That...that ok? Kara not mad?”

It takes a long few minutes for me to answer.

...I was someone’s mate?! What the hell happened at the merfolk city?!

“N-no...ah...no, Kirishima. Um, Kara not mad. Just...surprised.” I murmur slowly, trying to figure out why I wasn’t more upset about this.

I hadn’t been offered a choice, and yet...I wasn’t actually that upset at all. It seemed...fine, in a way. I knew I ought to be furious, but then again, I’ve never had a boyfriend and likely never would have. I’d simply never met the right guy, so...what if...what if maybe I could be happy meeting Kirishima everyday? I know we’d never be able to...well, make kids, but frankly I never liked the idea of intimacy.

I could honestly say I’d be happy to call Kirishima my mate and continue meeting as we are now if it made him happy.

I smile at Kirishima. Somehow, we’d make this weird relationship work.

I had a feeling this would be a great adventure.

The green merman now inched closer, not touching me but swimming to my other side.

In all the excitement about being declared Kirishima’s mate, I’d nearly forgoten about the other merman.

He says something in merspeech, as if asking a question, hands fidgeting nervously.

“He wants to give you his name.” Kirishima translates.

I blink. “Really?” I ask.

I look at the merman curiously. He smiles at me, then nods at Kirishima as if to say ‘go ahead’.

Kirishima points to the merman. “Midoriya.” He says. “That his family name.”

I nod. “Can you tell him my name is Kara?” I ask. Kirishima does, I assume, then Midoriya extends a hand. Apparently, hand shaking was also used in merfolk culture. I shake Midoriya’s hand.

Kirishima yawns suddenly. I smile empathetically at him. “You’re tired from your swim.” I say, stating it as a fact so he wouldn’t argue. “Go get sleep. We’ll meet here tomorrow.” I promise.

“You will?” He asks.

“I will.” I swear. “Always.”

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