Chapter 8: Moving In (pt. 1)

(Author's Notes: This time I have it up here, muahaha. Important stuff, there's going to be a lot of genderbent characters here, so I'm going to be describing them. If you want to see pictures of them, which I shamelessly found on pinterest, there's going to be an additional chapter you can find at the end of the previous chapter to see them. Keep it open in a different tab or whatever you prefer. It'll be in the same order as you find them in this chapter. And keep in mind, this will only be for the genderbent characters. Any original girls that may or may not have new appendages will not get pictures. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy the chapter.)

It had been a few weeks since Kyoka had gotten the news about U.A. Three to be exact. She, Mina and Denki were all fangirling their minds out about the university and what they were hoping to do. It distracted the pink lady enough to prevent any further teasing to the rocker other than a few teasing remarks in the group chat.

To the purple-haired gal's pleasure, the two morons seemed to be getting along together pretty well. They were bonding over various stuff, like fashion, hobbies, their hero costume designs, Kyoka, as well as Mina's interest in dancing. Denki had told the rocker about all of this as they had talked about all of that in their own texts. She thought it was nice that they were becoming friends.

With all that said, today was move-in day. Kyoka and Kyotoku, her blonde mom that had no recollection of being a dude, were driving up to the university in a crimson colored van. They had made sure to do it relatively early as to avoid the majority of traffic that would be no doubt coming. Kyotoku, while driving, looked over to her daughter for a brief moment before speaking. "So, is it feeling real yet, harpy?"

"Nope. Still can't believe we're on our way to U.A. right now." Kyoka spoke plainly to her mom while twirling one of her ear jacks with her right hand. She was wearing a white t-shirt with a band's album art on the front. The neckline was low and cut jaggedly, giving it a punk-esque look while also leaving plenty of space for a silver necklace of hers to rest just above her slight cleavage fully exposed. The necklace itself wasn't anything exceptionally fancy, it just had a treble clef as its pendant, which Kyoka liked. For her lower half, she had on some black skirt of hers that was relatively long, going just past her knees, and she also had a long-sleeved plaid button-up tied around her waist.

With a chuckle, Kyotoku continued speaking. "Well you better start believing, because we're almost there."

True to those words, it would only be a few more minutes until they were driving through U.A.'s front gates. There was a bit of traffic heading towards the dorms, but thankfully not too much. Another couple of minutes and Kyotoku had the van parked beside the Heights Alliance dorm buildings. The two would then get out and start unpacking some of Kyoka's belongings as a small robot brought up a sizable metal wheelie thing called a bellman's cart for them to use. "Thanks, little guy." Kyoka was the one who thanked the robot, then started to contemplate why the terms 'dude, guy, man, and bro' were still a thing as it wheeled itself away.

Kyoka kept looking up and down the street while putting her boxes of belongings on the cart. She was trying to spot Mina or Denki. They had both texted that they wouldn't be much longer. Yet even as the final things were taken out of the van and laid onto the bellman's cart, those things being a few guitars and a bass inside of their cases, she didn't spot them.

"Welp, harpy, that's everything. Unless you want little ol' me helping you bring stuff in, I've done everything I can." Kyotoku spoke while rubbing her hands together, fidgeting while looking into her daughter's eyes.

Kyoka raised a hand while speaking, "I can do that stuff, no need for you to." Then she stepped towards her blonde mother, enveloping the taller woman in a warm hug with both her arms as well as her ear jacks. "Thank you, for everything, mom."

Kyotoku returned the hug in a heartbeat, no doubt having tears welling in her eyes. "We are so proud of you, little harpy. We know that you're going to give it your all and become an amazing hero."

With a few tears welling in her own eyes, Kyoka would pull out of the hug, a smile on her lips. Then Kyotoku closed the back doors on the van, got back into the driver's seat, then waved goodbye as she drove off. Kyoka took a steadying breath, not wanting strangers to see her with reddened eyes, before wheeling her cart into the dorm building. Once inside, she would immediately be called over by someone standing behind a desk. "Hello there, please come over to me so that I may give you your room key and tell you where your dorm is located."

This someone had dark blue colored hair, dark enough to almost look black, cut short to her head and allowed to reach down a little past her chin. The tall lady had some seriously cool looking eyebrows, and some glasses on top of her onyx eyes. Actually, after moving closer, her eyes were the same case as her hair. They were blue, but dark enough to look black from a distance. Her sculpted arms lead down to two hands that were moving as one. Her left hand was twisting at the wrist to point down to a sign-in sheet while her right did the same thing, except it was pointing to a container of room keys. The lady was wearing a light blue short-sleeve button-up as well as some black pants that were held firmly to her waist with a belt.

"I am Kyoka Jiro," the rocker spoke while jotting her name down on the sign-in sheet, "are you a professor here? You seem a bit young to be."

"Ah, no, I'm a fellow student here. I was first to arrive at 6:30 am, and when I checked in, the professor manning the helm seemed quite tired. I took her place after moving my furnishing in." After saying all that, the formal lady pushed her glasses up with the thumb and middle finger of her right hand, before then extending it to Kyoka. "I am Tenka Iida, and I'm looking forward to our classes together, Jiro."

Jiro found it a little weird that this gal was so polite, but eh. She reached forth and accepted the hand shake, only feeling moderate pain as Iida firmly wrapped her much bigger hand around Jiro's. "Y-Yeah, me too. So, what floor am I on?"

The nearly six foot student (~183 cm) pulled out a clipboard and scanned it for a brief moment, before pulling out a key from that container mentioned earlier. "You'll be on the second floor, in dorm 203. You're free to take whichever of the two bedrooms inside. Odd numbered dorms like yours will be on the left hall, once you exit the elevator. Additionally, would you like me to tell you who your dorm mate will be?"

"Uh, nah, I'd rather learn their name when I meet them. Makes it easier to remember it when I can immediately associate it with a face."

"Fair enough," Iida nodded her head as she spoke. "I wish you luck with unpacking then. I recommend going inside the university once you're done getting situated. Our classes aren't beginning yet, however we are free to use any other facilities inside as we wish."

She shot the formal gal a thumbs-up before pushing her cart towards the elevators in the back. There were two elevators next to each other and stairs leading up to the other floors on either side. Kyoka pushed a button to call for one of the metal **** traps then waited. As she stood there, the rocker turned to look back at the first floors common room that was currently being used as a welcoming entrance, seeing that a brunette had made her way into the building. There was a bit of distance between Kyoka and the newcomer, so she couldn't make out many details, but her hair seemed to have two lengthy bangs framing her face. She seemed to be having a bit of a conversation with Tenka not related to the dorms, but it was hard to tell.

A soft ring came out as one of the elevators opened up, causing Kyoka to start wheeling her cart in before hitting the button for the second floor. The doors then closed, and it wasn't long before they opened again. She stepped out with her cart and immediately saw a few girls off to her right.

The first girl caught her attention just a bit more than the other one due to her height. She was over six feet tall and had white hair that was tied back into a cute braided ponytail. The eye-catching thing was both her light gray colored face mask that covered most of her face, her ears, and her neck, as well as the fact that she had seemingly six arms connected together, three on each side of her body. A closer look revealed that four of those six arms didn't end in a hand, and instead came to a roundish nub. For her clothes, she had a tan colored tank top that helped let Kyoka guess that she probably had c-cups, and some camo colored pants that led down to some boots.

The other girl was a much smaller blonde that had a muscular looking tail swaying behind her. Her hair was kinda messy, but it was so short and kept to her head that it looked good. She was wearing a pretty normal outfit, that being a white long-sleeved button-up with a tie that was tucked into a plain skirt. The skirt did seem to be specially made though, since it wasn't being lifted up by her tail. Being a boob-obsessed comparer, Kyoka could tell that the tail girl had a bust size very close to her own. Yes, I'm not alone!

The two were standing in front of the doors to dorm 202 if she had to guess, fist bumping each other. Then the blonde noticed her and gave a small smile, as well as a wave. "Hey there. Moving in as well, yeah? We just finished moving all of our stuff, so we could help if you'd like."

God yes, I have like two huge speakers and a drum kit to set up and it'd be such a pain to do everything alone, thought Kyoka. Yet what she said was much different. "I mean, if you want to, then sure. I can't stop you." Yes, she had sent her mom away despite the pain it would be to do this alone, and that had been because she felt like she had already asked so much from her over the years.

Both of the girls started moving towards her as she began wheeling her cart over to the left and down the hall to her room. The tail girl spoke first, again. "Well, it's nice to meet you at least. I'm Mashirao Ojiro, and this is-"

The many-armed girl interrupted to introduce herself, raising her left three arms. Then one of the round nubs formed into a mouth so she could speak through it. Kyoka was intrigued. "Mezu Shoji. It's a pleasure."

Oh, she doesn't talk much, does she? "I'm Kyoka Jiro. Thanks for the help, I guess."

It wasn't long before Kyoka had the cart pulled up to dorm 203, moving up to the door so she could unlock the door with her key. To her slight disappointment, there was no one inside. She wouldn't be meeting her roommate just yet. The layout of the dorm room entered into a shared living space that had a couch up against a wall, a short table just in front of it, a fridge to the left of the front door with some cabinets next to it, as well as two individual sinks on both the left side and right side that had some drawers underneath them. There was also a room with a shower to the left while a separate bathroom was to the right. Lastly, mimicking the entire layout, there were two separate bedrooms to the left and right.

While Kyoka held the front door open, Shoji would push the cart into the shared living space. The rocker told them to move the cart in front of the rightmost bedroom for no particular reason. Inside of the bedroom were a few things already, like a bed, a wooden desk, and a single bookcase. There was also a blue colored rolling chair tucked into the desk, but she opted to move that into the shared living space. She'd rather have a non-moving chair in her room since she would also be using it to play instruments as well as sit at her desk. In the back, there were two glass doors that opened out into a balcony that was connected to the other bedroom, and it had a curtain on it. The walls were painted white while the floor was made of wood. Of course, Kyoka already knew all of this before even entering the room due to U.A.'s website, which gave specifics about everything.

Hence why Kyoka focused first on picking out the box with her soft flooring that she planned on putting down. Shoji was immensely helpful with the entire process of laying down the gray and black checker patterned flooring, as she could easily pick up the bed and desk with no issues. Kyoka thought that was sick. She and Ojiro laid down the flooring, then Shoji put down the respective furniture when it was time to do so.

Over the next forty minutes, the three decorated Kyoka's room as she wanted it. Her right wall now had a massive Deep Dope poster on it, which looked like it was on a chalk board. What a great band. In the back corners, there were now two sizable speakers that were just a head shorter than Kyoka. They had replaced the plain curtain covering the glass doors with a red curtain, then right in front of that, she had set up her drumkit as well as an electric piano. On the left wall were a few miscellaneous posters that the rocker just thought looked cool, as well as a metal rack that she had a couple of headphones resting on just over her desk. Next to her standard bookcase was a metal drawer thing that had a bunch of music equipment on it. She had two guitars resting against her desk and her bass propped up against the edge of her bed. The bed had received red sheets, her pillow was now in a red pillow case, and her blanket was red with two horizontal strips of checker patterns on it. There were also some white music notes on the blanket.

While Ojiro and Kyoka had done most of that stuff, Shoji had done the rocker the huge favor of applying her other checker patterned thing to the roof of the room, ensuring that it stuck in place and wouldn't fall down later on. Jiro was so thankful for the two of them, they had seriously turned this from a three hour solo thing into just about three quarters of an hour. "Thanks, you guys. I really appreciate the help. If you two ever need anything, I owe you one. Or two, I probably owe you each two things."

Ojiro looked a bit winded and sweaty, but still responded first. "Oh it was nothing, you know- wheeze -just a friendly gesture, it's all good. Wheeze," She finished that by bending over slightly, resting her hands on her knees. "Geez speakers are heavy."

Shoji, on the other hand, really didn't look all that drained. Was that because she was buff as fuck, or because she hadn't been doing that much lifting after the initial stuff? Anyways, she gave Kyoka a basic thumbs-up while patting her dorm mate on the back.

Kyoka then felt her phone buzz. She pulled it out of her skirt (yes skirts have pockets in this world, be thankful) and checked what it was, only to start smiling. Mina had made it, and Denki was on her way despite having gotten lost while driving here. Thankfully the moron had enough common sense to only send and read texts after pulling over or parking in a parking lot. Still, one of the people she knew was here! "Hey guys, I'm gonna go meet up with someone. Again, thanks for everything. And Ojiro, take it easy for a bit."

The purple-haired gal then herded the two out of her room before hurriedly going down the stairs. She didn't want to chance wasting any time on waiting for the elevator. When she made it to the first floor, she slowed her roll down. Mina didn't need to know how eager the slightly introverted was to have someone she already knew close by, or how eager she was to see the pink-skinned hottie again. Iida waved to her as she walked outside, finally seeing the outgoing futa once again. She had company though.

Next to Mina was a red haired woman, whose hairdo was kinda insane. First off, the hair on top of her head was done up to be spiky looking. Secondly, the rest was allowed to be untamed and reaching down to the small of her back. It must be an absolute pain to pull shirts on over her head. Her eyes were also red, and her eyelashes looked sharp. The red woman had a tank-top on just like Shoji, however hers left a lot of side-boob exposed. Kyoka guessed that her breasts were just about as big as Mina's. It also left her toned, tanned arms free to ogle at, which Kyoka definitely wasn't doing. Lastly, the spiky-haired gal had some shorts on, which hugged her firm yet juicy looking ass quite nicely.

"Wassup, girly-pop!" Mina had noticed the rocker, and was now making her way over to her, having dumped whatever she had been holding to the red-haired gal. The bubbly lady wrapped her arms around Kyoka and swung her around in a warm hug. "It's so good to see you again! I've been super looking forward to this! Oh, manners! Kyoka Jiro, meet Eiko Kirishima! Eiko Kirishima, meet Kyoka Jiro!"

When the spinning hug came to a stop and Kyoka was allowed to properly register her surroundings, she saw that Kirishima was showing off her sharp teeth by flashing a bright smile. "Sup man, it's great to meet you! Mina has been babbling on and on non-stop for the past month about ya. You really left an impression on her, dude!"

"Thanks? I mean, I didn't really do anything cool-"

"Other than saving me from a concussion at the least? You're not giving yourself enough credit, babe!" Now that she was free from spinning hell, Kyoka could check out the pink gal. She had a short crop top that was mostly black except for some pink on the edges, and it left her shoulders exposed, the short sleeves resting on her arms. She did have two blue straps coming from her bra that decorated her pretty shoulders. Her abdomen was bare, allowing the sun that was high above in the sky to cast small shadows on the woman's musculature, which was hot. Then for bottoms, she had some cute pink shorts on that sadly did not cause an obvious bulge for Kyoka to gawk at. "For reals, you were awesome. Besides, the lap dance you gave me right after was perfect.~"

The rocker was left with her face red from the few compliments and her jaw dropped due to the obvious, blatant flirt that Kirishima didn't even fucking hear somehow. Her entire focus was set on taking suitcases and other shit out of their shared moving van and onto a cart. Mina was simply giving Jiro an intense stare as she nibbled at her own full lip, eventually letting her tongue slide out to glide under her teeth just to tease the breedable woman in front of her.

Eventually though, Kirishima did realize that she was the only one doing any work, so she stepped out of the van and yanked Ashido by her elbow. "C'mon, you've gotta do some work here too! I am not going to be your workhorse this time!"

Fifteen minutes later, Kirishima was pushing forth two heavy carts. Mina and Kyoka had helped in loading them, but despite not wishing to be a workhorse, Eiko had volunteered to push the carts. She had said something along the lines of 'chivalrous acts like this are manly'. So even 'manly' is a term still? And it's something to strive towards?

"Eiko, babe, you're a weirdo." Okay, maybe not something most people strive towards.

"I refuse to acknowledge that." Kirishima pushed the carts up to the desk that Tenka was manning, then the two friends signed in to receive their room key. It seemed they'd both be on the third floor but in different dorms. "Thanks, Iida dude!"

The formal lady pushed her glasses up with a single pointer finger, looking rather conflicted or embarrassed on being called 'Iida dude' by someone she had just met. Kyoka didn't linger on that thought for long, opting to follow behind the two energetic ladies and their gorgeous asses. Mina, having noticed that, had put a bit more sway into her hips. I think I've found a fellow pervert. I'm in for a long year, aren't I?

(Author's Notes: I do another one of these! So, I originally planned on making this the chapter you meet every fellow student, but that would be really long and a lot of info to consume. So I'm gonna break it up over this and the next two chapters. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!)