|~|Changing Paths|~|

Chapter 20 - Missing

I threw the ball up, it hit the ceiling once again and bounced back down falling into my hand.

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"I wonder where that bastard kept her.."

*bang*

My breath became fast and harsh. I had fallen to the ground and off the bed where I once was. The ball had bounced off towards the side of my room.

"Didn't mean to startle you"

I looked up towards the origin of the voice to see a familiar set of sea blue eyes, paired with their signature raven coloured hair. Letting out a small sigh of relief, that I didn't know I had held, I got off of the floor and went to brush myself off.

"Your a dick you know that?" I glared at him.

"How are you? Any better?" He asked completely ignoring what I had just asked.

"I said I was fine Dabi" I replied, thinking over what he had first said. "How'd you know about her?"

An uncomfortable silence settled.

"Read your file. To say they're the top school in Japan they don't have the best security inside" He motioned towards the school as he walked over to my bed, sitting next to my past spot. "Sit" He patted against the sheets next to him.

I hesitated before slowly going over to sit next to him once again. "How come your here?"

"Well, I got caught by these people called hero's a-"

"I didn't mean that way idiot!" I yelled elbowing him in the side. A small smile gave way on my face.

"I know, but it got you to smile didn't it?"

"I guess" A minor laugh escaped my lips as I responded. "So, what's the real reason your here?"

"Check up on you. You haven't come out of your room since, well after what happened. Toga is going crazy not seeing you"

Another silence fell upon the conversation. But it wasn't really uncomfortable. It was more of a comfortable silence.

"The Pro's still need to talk to you.."

"...I know.."

"You gonna go willingly or am I going to have to drag you there?"

I sent a glare over to Dabi. What was I gonna do though? If I don't go soon I can see them coming here to talk. I would rather they not do that. "Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot"

"How'd you...how'd you face Shoto when we first arrived here?"

"Honestly?" He started, as he lay back resting on his arms. "I don't really know how. Why are you asking?"

"Just something Masahiro said"

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Two days later