Broken Love (Trans! Denki x Shinsou) *DISCONTINUED*

Chapter One

Hi, this is my first story. So, please don't judge it too much. I would love to hear your feedback though. Also, tell me if you like and if you want me to make part 2.

Edited: March 2, 2020
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Denki Kaminari's POV

Denki rushed as he packed his clothes. It was Christmas break and he dreaded going home. He was going to take a big leap and tell his parents that he was trans.
'No no no no no, I don't want to go home to my parents! I hate them!'
Kirishima suddenly appeared in his doorway.
"Hey, Kaminari... Wow, you're nervous." He pointed out the sparks flying out from my body.
"Oops, sorry Kirishima. I didn't realize."
"It's fine. But if you don't mind me asking, why are you so anxious?"
"Oh, just my parents."
Kirishima's smile fell, "Why? What's wrong with your parents?"
"Oh, nothing..."
"Ok... Well if anything happens just text me. Ok?" He said, obviously not believing it.
"Ok, and thanks Kirishima."
"Yeah, no problem." His smile came back as he started to walk away.

*Denki Finishes packing and waits for his mom to pick him up*
*Denki's mom pulls up*

"Hey, Mother."
"Hello, Daika. How is school going?"
'I internally cringed, I hated my dead name. But I haven't told my parents yet, so they don't know.'
"It's going well. I'm super 'excited' for break. How is Father doing?"
"He is doing quite well. He is currently at home cooking dinner."

*At home*

"Hey, Father."
"Hello, Daika. How is school going?"
"Its going well. I'm going up to my room." I then added hastily, "if you don't mind."
"Go ahead Daika."
I bowed slightly, "Thank you, Father."

I ran up the stairs to my room only to find it pink and girly.I open my closet to find it contains only dresses.
'Oh no, what did they do to my room? It was an electric yellow before, now it's pink!'
I rushed back down stairs to ask about my room.

"Hello Mother, Hello Father. May I ask what happened to my room?"
"Well," My mother answered. "We decided your room wasn't girly enough. So, we repainted and replaced your clothes with ones more suitable for a girl."
Girl, girl, girl, GIRL?! That was the word I hated most!
I snapped. "WHAT ABOUT HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS?! DID YOU TAKE THAT INTO ACCOUNT?!?!? I AM NOT A GIRL!!!!!!! MY NAME IS DENKI!!!! NOT DAIKA!!!!! I AM A BOY!!!!!!"

That angered my parents. I felt a punch to my face. Then, blood running from my nose. I fell to the floor in a heap, curling in on myself to protect myself from their kicks. I could see my two little twin siblings peaking around the corner. I lock eyes with them, silently tell them to go hide in their rooms. My vision went black, I could hear four little footsteps running away.
I pass out.