Wings

Part 5

Izuku slowly lifted his heavy eyes. He crawled out of his sheets and laid them messily on the ground. He hid the bear underneath the folds in the sheets and stood up. Izuku wobbled and fell backwards, onto the floor, he cringed. He still wasn't used to the weight, and didn't want to wake up Inko, she gets hangovers that don't go so well in the mornings. Izuku quickly, but quietly, went into the bathroom and used some mouthwash. He stuck his hands into the sink and got his fingers wet, then brushed his fingers through his hair a couple times, grabbed his school bag and snuck downstairs. The carpet on the stairs aided his quite escape. There was hard wood flooring that was worn down with a dark grey tint from not cleaning it, and it wasn't helping Izuku. And then their were his wings. Izuku's wings bumped and hit almost everything. Even though they were pushed against his back, they were huge and hit everything because of it.

"Shit" Izuku whispered as he continued to hit stuff with his wings. He finally reached the door and did what he usually does, turn the doorknob to a 76° angle, push the door then pull, and the door opened. Over the years, he was able to figure out how to open the door quietly. Izuku has to slowly, shoulder sideways and stepped the parts of the ground he marked with pencil lead. You wouldn't be able to se it normally, but at the right angle you could see the slight shine. Izuku stepped in the areas he marked and maneuvered his way out of the door with his giant wings and backpack in hand.

Izuku breathed a sigh of relief. Izuku slowly took off his backpack and pulled out a flashlight. He clicked it on and off a couple times so he knew it would work. Izuku turned again and slipped his backpack back on. He flicked on the light and walked towards his childhood playground. Izuku walked with a bounce in his step. If Izuku wanted to, he could just put away the flashlight and know exactly where he was going. He finally made it to the park, set his bag down and sat down on an old rusty swing. It pointed in a direction that was important to Izuku and another person, but Izuku couldn't remember why. As he thought about it, big colors started swirling in the sky, purples and blues, reds, oranges and yellows, lavender and peach all mixed in in different spots.

"Oh, that's why." Izuku whispered to himself as he smiled at the colors the sky painted with. He slowly let his wings wilt and slowly fall to the ground. Izuku took a deep breath, and sighed.

"So, finally back after all this time, huh zuku." A voice said behind Izuku. Izuku smiled wide and swiftly lifted his wings off the ground, standing up. Izuku turned around at the mystery voice and moved the swings to the side, then ran towards them. Izuku hit them and knocked them to the ground, making them gasp as he stayed on top of them, hugging them.

"I missed you sushi." Izuku said as he looked up towards the male he was on top of. The male Izuku was on smiled and patted his back.

"I missed you too little broccoli." The male said, Izuku laughed at the tease.

Izuku sat up on the males waist. Izuku beamed and giggled, he was finally back with sushi!

The other male sat up and wrapped his arms around Izuku in a tight hug. Izuku wrapped his arm around the males back in return, leaving one hand to stroke the other males purple hair. Lots of people thought that Hitoshi wouldn't become a hero, and nobody thought that Izuku would. When they found each other, they knew that they would both be hero's.

Izuku hugged shinsou tight and then got off. The sun had risen by then, so they just got up and went to the swings.

"How were you while I was gone sushi?" Izuku asked. Sushi was a name Izuku had given shinsou when he was a kid, since he couldn't pronounce "Hitoshi" Izuku just called him by his favorite food, sushi.

"Not much, I had a couple tests and aced them. I also did some good studying and worked on your hero journals for you, since I knew you couldn't have it in the... the hospital." Shinsou said, struggling to say hospital.

"You really did that for me?!" Izuku said in an excited voice, his hand balling into fists and pumping up.

"Yup. Well, I tried to keep it up for you." Shinsou said with a small blush as he reached into his bag and pulled out the burnt hero notebook covered in tape and thread. "And I tried to mend the cover a bit for you."

"You're amazing sushi!" Izuku yelled in excitement as he grabbed the hero notebook from shinsou hands and flipped through it to five new filled pages. They had incredible detail on the drawings, and the information was amazing on the hero's. Izuku's eyes shined as he stood up and hugged shinsou tight.

"Haha, yeah, I thought you might have wanted info on the new hero's." Shinsou said.

"Yes! You're so amazing sushi!" Izuku said.

"Yeah, yeah, you're squeezing me zuku" shinsou said in a strained voice as he tapped izuku's back.

"Oh, I'm sorry sushi." Izuku said as he lessened his grip, but still held shinsou. Izuku let his wings reach around them both and pull shinsou further into the hug. Izuku snuggled into shinsou chest, since shinsou was so much taller than him. Shinsou let a his lips curl into a smile as he lowered his head slightly to the top of izuku's green mop of hair.

They stayed like that for a couple of minutes before Izuku unwrapped his wings from the both of them. Shinsou lifted his head off of izuku's head and Izuku let go of shinsou. Izuku stepped back over to the swing he was sitting on before and sat back down, and Shinsou sat down in his own.

"Zuku, your wings are really soft." Shinsou said with a smile. Izuku blushed.

"Y-Yeah." Izuku brought his hand to the back of his head and scratched it. "Anyways, we should get going to school." He added

"Yeah, I'll see you after school zuku, 'kay?" Shinsou said as he stood up and grabbed his backpack.

"Crap! I'm gonna be late!" Izuku yelled as he stood up and ran to his bag. "See you after school sushi!" Izuku said as he grabbed his bag and started running towards his school.

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Hey guys! I got really sick so you might not see updates as often, so sorry about that.