#izuoji

Summary: Midoriya noticed Ojiro is having some trouble practicing his dojo moves, so he offers some help.

A/N: Ahhh I'm finally over my wicked sinus infection, so back to work I go friends! Hope you like it!

((Also pls check the sneaky link at the end 😉 @boku-no-t-academia is the author of the linked story in green))

Word Count: 1,322

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"Are you hiding from me?"

"Huh?" The tail hero looked slightly confused cocking his head like a pup. “I haven’t seen you all day Ojiro. Are you doing alright?” “I’m sorry Midoriya, I’ve got a tournament coming up. I’ve just been very busy with all the practicing.” “Oh yeah, you do martial arts on the weekends! I’ve always been interested in that. My mom and I loved ninja movies, especially All Might’s ninja movie: Blade of Justice!” He struck a ninja pose, the same as the one on the All Might movie cover. He return to a regular stance as he laughed softly at the fond memories. “Yeah I do, and I’ve got semi-finals for nationals coming up. I still can’t land a couple of my moves.” “Oh I’m sorry to hear that. Maybe I could help you.” Izuku suggested.

"You know, that's not a bad idea. How about you meet me tomorrow at my dojo. I'll give you the address."

"Perfect! I'll see you tomorrow."

“Wow! This dojo is so cool!” All these photos of students! Aww Ojiro, is that you? You’re so little!” Izuku cooed at the photo.

“Oh god, that’s so embarrassing. It was the first time I won a tournament. I just turned 7.” He had dashed over to try to hide the picture. It was him as a kid , smiling ear to ear. There was a gold medal around his neck, and a trophy balanced on his tail. He was also missing a couple of his baby teeth in the front.

“No, it’s adorable. You look so happy! I’m glad you love this so much.”

“Yeah, it’s really fun.” He tossed his bag down on the edge of the large floor mat.

“Are you ready? Just take your shoes off before you come on the mat.” He reminded his excited friend.

“Of course, I’m coming.” He giggled, getting one last look at the picture before going to stand in the middle of the mat with Ojiro.

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The two boys tussing around on the mat, Midoriya being gently thrown around by his friend.

"You holding up alright?" Ojiro bend down to look at Izuku, who was giggling flat on his back.

“Yeah this is nothing compared to training with Kacchan. He throws me way harder, thanks for being so gentle.” He smiled sweetly up at Ojiro.

“Oh of course! What kind of hero would I be if I hurt my fellow heroes?” He chuckled, using his tail to poke playfully at Izuku’s middle. The shorter boy let out a surprise yelp and swatted lightly at his friend’s tail.

“Haha, sorry Mashirao, j-just a little…well…” As Izuku stuttered, his cheeks started to heat up noticeably.

“Ticklish?”

“A-Ah! M-More like sensitive but…yes.” He couldn’t look at the blonde still standing over him.

“Haha, it’s ok Midoriya, let’s do one more move before we head home. It’s just an easy takedown move.” He held out a hand to help up his friend. Izuku smiled and hopped to his feet.

“No problem. Let’s do it!” He nodded in excitement.

“Ok, so I’m basically just going to tackle you, pinning you with my elbows against your ribs & hips. It won’t hurt, it’s just going to hold you against the mat.” He explained, gesturing to the back of his upper arm.

“Sounds good.” He nodded again, getting in a weak defense stance, pretending to be an opponent.

Ojiro bowed, taking an offensive stance. In an i stand, he tackled Midoriya. Ojiro’s body curled around his opponent’s middle. His arms exactly where he said they’d be, both the blonde’s knees were against the other side of his ribs & hips. Neither hurt, but he was definitely not going anywhere.

“Wow, this is a pretty good hold.” Izuku giggled, looking at Ojiro’s face.

“Yeah, hey do you think you could try to struggle a bit? I want to make sure I have a good form.”

“Oh sure no problem.” With that, the little hero started to wiggle and thrash with all his might to try and escape. No such luck, he was indeed stuck.

“Haha no can do man. You got me pretty good here.” He chuckled, resting his arms out on the mat.

“Cant get out at all?” The blonde double checked.

“Nope.” He shook his head no.

“Good.” With that, Ojiro moved his elbow out to hold Midoriya’s left out and away from his ribs, leaving his whole left side exposed. The blonde playfully started pinching and poking at Izuku’s side.

“AHAHA! W-Whahahaha Ojir-ohohoho!” The green haired boy squealed, struggling to get away from the sensation sending Izuku into hysterics.

“Aww what’s the matter? Your little sensitivity wouldn’t happen to mean you’re ticklish, would it?” Ojiro teases, both hands now squeezing up and down the green haired hero’s sides and lower. Poor defenseless Midoriya erupted into sweet laughter

“EHEHEHEHE NAHAhahahahhaa! Nononohoho!” His feet kicking against the mat as he tried to protect his sensitive torso.

“Really? It doesn’t? Then why are you so giggly, Izuku?~” The blonde’s quick fingers migrated to Midoriya’s tummy, already playing with the new ticklish territory.

“ snort EEP! Ohohohojiroooohoho!” Izuku started to push against his friend’s back

“Oh god did you snort? That’s adorable Midoriya!” His hands slowing down a little to utilize his secret weapon…

“EHEHE hehehey! No tahahahail! Nohoho tahaha-AHAH!” Ojiro’s mischievous tail launched an attack on Izuku’s poor neck, ears, even his chin. The squealing greenette thread this fingers through the hair on Mashirao’s tail. The action did tickle on Ojiro’s end, but not enough to deter him from his objective: making Izuku Midoriya scream with laughter.

“Nohow, let’s see where your death spohot.” The blonde giggled through his statement.

“I dohohon’t have ohohone!” He whined through tittering giggles.

“You know, you’re a pretty bad liar De-ku~” emphasizing the nickname with a poke to each of his slender hipbones.

“AHAHA WAHAHAIT NOHOHOHONONONO! PLEHEHEASE NAHAHAHT THEHERE!” He bucked harder than ever before trying to shake his evil tormenter.

“Oh no, I believe I’ve just won. What do you think, Izuku~” Ojiro teased, rubbing his thumbs deem into the grips of his hips.

“NAHAHAHAHHAHAA YEHEHEHEHES YEHEHES! YOU WIHIHIHIHIN NO MOHOHOHORE!” His hand repeatedly slapping the mat as a tap out. His round cheeks bright red with laughter and embarrassment.

Ojiro took that as a sign to stop. He sat back on his butt to watched Midoriya wind down from his laugh attack and ghost tickles.

“You ok buddy? I wasn’t too rough, was I?” He checked, helping the smaller boy sit up slowly.

“Y-Yeah, phew. Just a little tihired.” He was still twitching with adorable soft giggles.

“Those hips are pretty bad, arent they?”

“Yehes.” He instinctively covered them, suddenly the phantom tickles hit him there.

“Here. Let me carry you back. Thanks for all your help Midoriya, I really just needed to blow off some steam and have fun.”

“No problem buddy.” He yawned, nuzzled his head into Mashirao’s fluffy collar. His arms were lazily wrapped around the blonde’s neck.

“Man, you got tired quick..” he chuckled softly, no response. The only thing he heard was soft breathing.