Flames of Hope

Chapter 36

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By the time Izuku had gotten back to the dorms, the sky had drained into dusk; midnight purples and dark blues mix together under the setting sun. It was a spectacle.

But none of that mattered, his mind couldn't move from Eri, those fearful red eyes, clouded and dull, and the crimson stained bandages wrapped around her entire body. In a certain way, her eyes reminded Izuku of his own eyes, of Shouto's eyes, they lacked the shine of life, the sheen of hope that his own do now. For him, Shouta brought in that Hope, Izuku took that Hope and gave it to Shouto and now he'll do it all over again for Eri, to give her Life once again.

Pushing open the door, Izuku wearily sighs, eyebags even more prominent than ever, emerald eyes tired as they scanned the living room, locking onto the only person inside. Shouto was sat, waiting on the sofa, his hands curled into a thinking pose and then he looked up, his eyes lighting up when they fell on Izuku. Hopping over, Shouto gives Izuku a tight hug, whispering.

"I don't know what happened, but I want you to know that I'm here to listen. No matter what, Izu." Tears spring out of Izuku eyes, his barriers finally crashing down in the warm embrace of his lover; From there, Izuku told Shouto of Eri, of her expression to her clothes to his vow to save her. Shouto just sat and listened, giving his piece in here and there, but just listened to Izuku rant, and for that, the emerald haired boy was so very thankful.

Ultimately, they fell asleep in a cuddled position, Izuku spooning Shouto; only because Izuku was larger than Shouto really, but neither cared, and just enjoyed one another's presence after a long day. Of course, falling asleep in the main living room had its own disadvantages, for example the incessant clicking of camera's and the rambunctious giggles of people...

Cracking his back, Izuku limbered up as he walked towards Sir Nighteye's agency, he had donned his hero costume too, his cane clicking against the ground as he strolled towards the agency. As he strolled, he saw a man with white hair wearing a similar outfit to his own, a cane included and Izuku thought –

'Snazzy guy.'

Then continued.

Not long after Izuku arrived at the agency, it seemed distinctly empty, the streets clear and cars lined the street yet there was no one in sight. Entering the Agency, Izuku came face to face with Mirio, who tensely greeted Izuku;

"Midoriya! Welcome, we were just about to start!" Tilting his head slightly, Izuku questions.

"Start what?" Smiling, Mirio replies.

"The mission briefing of course!"

Izuku cracked a slight smile at Mirio's undying optimism. Pressing open the door, Mirio and Izuku walk into the meeting room where many heroes had gathered including Shouta as well as Uraraka, Kirishima and Tsuyu along with Mirio, Nejire and Amajiki. At the head of the table, Sir Nighteye stood, his face stony and grim, and as Izuku and Mirio sit down, Nighteye starts;