"You're going to U.A, right?" Izanagi said walking by Isshouka's middle school desk. "Hi to you too, Izanagi. And yes, I am." She stood up to look at him. "Anything else you'd like to say before I go home?"
"Actually yeah, I was thinking about dying my hair back to black, can you help me do it?"
(A/N: In middle school he has red hair where the black is supposed to be.)
"Yeah sure, I need to cut my hair anyways, sneak out of your house tomorrow morning. Come to my place, I'm sure my parents won't mind." She said, patting his head before walking to the door. "See you tomorrow!"
The next day...
Jump to that tree... maybe you'll get some injuries but come on, do it coward. He stepped on the open window. He was thanking God he didn't live in an apartment. He took a deep breath and hoped for the best.
"AAAAH-!" His screams were stopped by the landing, "I lived-! Woooo!" He screamed with his face muffled on the ground. Luckily his friend's house was a couple blocks away.
RING!
Loud as always.
The door soon opened, and behind it was the current N.1 hero, her dad, Izuku Midoriya. "Izanagi! Great seeing you! How are yo-"
"Izuku, stop, it's too early in the morning for you to interrogate a teenager. Hello Izanagi." Her other dad. N.3 hero, Shoto Todoroki.
"It's 9 AM on a Saturday Sho."
"Still early, my mornings start at 3 PM on weekends."
"That's a bit late don't you think? Now could you both go? We're gonna dye his hair and we better get going." Isshouka appeared behind them and scooped him into the bathroom. "Sorry about that."
"Oh, it's alright, don't worry."
She grabbed the dye and dropped it on his hands. "There you go! Is this enough?" He looked at it, 2 bottles of black hair dye. Should be enough, right? He thought. "Yeah, I think so."
"Good. Now sit up, I'll get the other stuff"
"Okay..." She shut the door.
What will you tell them? What excuse will you use? That voice, loud in his head. Reminding him of his flaws and bad choices constantly. It sounded like his explosive father. "They don't need to know. I'll just tell them the dye wore off or something..." He whispered.
Oh come on. They saw you yesterday, he helped you choose a good dye. Would they believe that? You're not being clever. You're not being manly, Izanagi Bakugou.
Hearing his name in his father's raspy and angry voice gave him shivers down his spine. That voice in his head was a problem since he befriended her.
"I'm back, you ready for a dyeing session?"
"Y-Yeah!" Think about what I said, would you? Sometimes, he wishes he could shut that little crappy voice down.
End of chapter 1!
Yoooo!! First chapter done! A bit short yes, but for a first chapter I'd say it's okay. Hope you all enjoyed it!
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