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Song: Oulala By: Vundabar
"C'mon Hitoshi-Chan! C'mooon!"
No matter how much I pushed him to come on this field trip, he seemed like an anchor at the bottom of the sea. With his skinny little arms crossed over his chest and eyebrows pinching together, he wouldn't even look at me. I remember how my cheeks puffed up and I playfully whacked him on the head over and over again,
"C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! It'll be so much fun! I'll be there a-and we'll get to see the stars! And it won't even be nighttime!"
When we were in elementary, there was a field trip Hitoshi and I's class were going to take to see a planetarium. I've never been and the fact I could see stars in the daytime was more than enough to excite me to the point my stomach would go all flip-floppy just thinking about it.
"FINE."
And with my stubbornness, I had convinced a solemn grumpy little boy.
I remember skipping onto the bus with Hitoshi and our classmates. I was bouncing in the gray leather bus seats from how ecstatic I was. Hitoshi sat by the window just playing his DS, he was far from enjoying what I had pulled him into, or at least he would never admit it if he was.
"Hey!" I heard Hitoshi say and then a wave of giggling from the back of the bus, with whispers and side glances to follow.
My eyes grew big and curious, "What happened Hitoshi-Chan?"
"N-Nothing..." He muttered rubbing the back of his head gently. I decided to believe him until he yelped again and whipped his head around, everyone stifled their laughter and tried not to look him in his feisty purple eyes. I put a hand on his shoulder, "Hitoshi-Chan, talk to me."
I remembered how concerned I was, how confused and dumb I felt.
He slumped down against the rough textured seats, lips pressing together so tight like he was trying not to blurt out something that could shift the weight of the world. His beat-up worn sneakers scuffed at the dirty black flooring and he only swayed with the bus' turns and bumps.
"I think... I think they're..." He spoke quietly so that only I could hear him amongst the chatter and volume of our peers around us. "I think they're shooting spitballs at my head."
And I remember how angry I got. And I remember being able to suddenly hyperfocus on all their whispers as they side-eyed my best friend.
"He's ruining the whole trip..."
"God, why'd he have to come..."
"He should have just stayed back at school..."
I remembered wanting to cry for the little boy that sat beside me who never cried. He sat up straight and went back to his game, and I just watched him. How he posed himself, how he handled the situation by not lifting a finger. He expected nothing from me.
I remember how focused his eyes were on the tiny screen in his hands and how he said in a quiet little voice, "Tell me about the stars."
At the time I felt like he was just trying to change the subject so I didn't lose myself at the mean kids that hurt him. But now, when I think back to this, maybe he just wanted to see me smiling again at that moment.
So I did as he asked, I started rambling to him all I know about stars. I told him all about the different types and how there were billions up there and about the different constellations I knew about.
"Do you know how they die?"
I shook my head.
"Well, some stars collapse and explode into beautiful colours," He kept his eyes on his game, not glancing at me who was staring holes into his head, enticed by every word passing his lips. I leaned on the palms of my hands looking at him with my big E/C eyes. "and then what's leftover
is known as a neutron star but," He looked at me, "sometimes they turn into a black hole."
"A black hole," I repeated in a quiet voice.
And I remember getting off the bus thinking about that, and filing into the big building with all my classmates, putting on the sunglasses like spectacles that was given to us and staring in awe at the sight before me. I grabbed ahold of Hitoshi's arm excitedly talking his ear off about how pretty it all was.
"I wish I could be up there!" I had said grinning so big at him that my cheeks hurt, "I wish I could be with the stars and be as pretty as they are." I looked back up at the array of space before me.
"You already are, Y/n-Chan."
And then I felt the small wet object splat against the back of my head.
"Wah!" I yelped reaching back there, feeling the tiny spitball.
The rest felt like a blur. I think I remember Hitoshi ripping his arm away from me and getting all up in Tanaka's face, a smaller boy than Hitoshi. I remember the brainwashing my best friend did and Tanaka sobbing uncontrollably afterward because of the self wedgie Hitoshi had manipulated him to do.
I remember sitting outside the big amazing building that created all my wonder of the universe and sitting right next to someone who felt like my universe.
The sun was blazing down on us and it made the curb steaming hot but we didn't really care at that moment. I offered to sit outside with Hitoshi, I didn't want him to be alone and miss out on everything by himself. But my heart was breaking and longing to see those pretty stars again.
"I'm sorry Y/n-Chan..." He mumbled staring at his sweaty palms. I shook my head at him and just smiled, "It's alright Hitoshi-Chan, you were just protecting me. Like how I protect you." He just nodded and we went back to silence.
"...You wanna know another cool thing about stars and space?" Hitoshi asked looking at me and I met with his purple eyes. "Of course," I said, and then he pointed up to the big bright sun.
"There's always stars in the sky, and that right there is one of the largest stars out there."Wh-What!" I squinted at the firey ball in the sky with my hand over my eyes to shield them from its beautiful big rays of sunlight.
"You don't need a planetarium to see stars in the daytime. Cause this one is always gonna be there. The sun is the star that won't ever die out...at least I hope so."
I laughed, I laughed and laughed and then I cried. I don't know why, but I just started crying and laughing, I must've looked insane to Hitoshi. But he didn't show if he thought that of me. He just cracked a small smile and tapped the temple of my head.
That's the first and last ever field trip I've had. And today, I'm going to get a new experience. A do-over.
But now, it's already feeling like a bad time.
The loud call of a whistle takes me out of my dreamy state, and become who I am in the present time. I'm stood outside of U.A Highschool with Kaminari standing on my left and Ashido on my right.
"Class 1-A, gather round!" Iida booms, ceasing all chit-chat and drawing all eyes on him.
"Form two lines by your student numbers in order to make boarding the bus go smoothly!"
Bro what.
Iida blows on his whistle some more times making gestures with his arm as if he was trying to land a god damn airplane. In the end, though, it didn't matter because this bus wasn't just any ordinary school bus. Though should we have expected an ordinary one? This is UA for Christ's sake.
I boarded the bus, all the seats were like two big couches facing each other instead of your regular gross peeling leather bus seats. While on the other end is how the seats usually are, in rows. I sat on the far end on the side with Kamanari, Ashido, Iida, and Sparkles who I'm now known as Aoyama. Across from us is Kirishima, and who I'm now getting to know as Asui, Sato, and of course Midoriya.
"Shoot. I didn't think it'd be this type of bus."
We all look at Iida who curls over himself hanging his head as if to not show how embarrassed he was, but we could all see the pink creeping up to the tips of his ears. We were all trying to give him reassuring smiles.
"There was no point, huh?"
"It's ok Iidaaaa, you couldn't have known." I give the teenager some sympathy which I think he appreciated, but it wasn't enough to lift his head.
"I say whatever comes to mind." Asui changes our topic of making the devastated dark blue haired boy feeling better,
"Midoriya,"
At the mere mention of his name the boy is red in the face and panicking. He reminds me of one of Hitoshi's cats, I think he named the little guy Cricket, anyway Cricket is scared of everyone and everything. Even his own shadow. On rare occasions I've gotten to actually pet him but he's only ever warmed up to Hitoshi. I remember I was surprising Hitoshi with a visit, I slowly creaked the door to his room open and there he was with the cat sat in his lap receiving so much of his affection with just the little pats to his head. Hitoshi was smiling and continuing to read a book. They both looked so at peace and in a little bubble of comfort. Midoriya maybe just needs to warm up to people, just like Cricket.
"Um, y-yes Asui??" Midoriya stumbled over his words.
"Call me 'Tsu'."
"R-Right..." Poor guy looked like he was going to melt into a puddle.
"L/NNNN~" Kaminari gets all starry eyed and I could tell Asui has planted an idea within him.
"Oh lord...yeah?"
"Can I pwetty please call you Y/n?"
My face flushed a little, "Uhm..I mean yeah sure, I don't see anything wrong with it. Can I call you Denki then?"
He looked fucking ecstatic. "No fair! I want to call L/N Y/n too!!" Ashido pipes up puffing her cheeks up, which makes me smile a little.
"Yes you can call me Y/n too- you as well Kirishima."
He gives a small awkward smile and a nod of his head.
"If you don't call me Mina you'll feel my wrath Y/n." I snort a little at her persistence, "Okok, Mi-na-chan." I announciate each syllable in a teasing manner causing Mina to slap a hand over her heart, "Its- Its meltingggggg. WAAAAA you're the cutest Y/n-Chan!~" She is almost in tears. I laugh a little at her my smile growing a bit more.
Asui slowly looks back to Midoriya and states out loud, "Your Quirk is like All Might's."
"Huh?! Y-Y-You think so?? But I'm.... uh..." Spitting image of Cricket. I giggle to myself and pull out my phone to tell Hitoshi about my comparison but I stop, hovering my thumbs over the digital keyboard. I feel my hands grow weak. My phone goes back into my pocket.
"Wait a sec, Tsu, All Might doesn't get hurt when he uses his. They just kind of look the same."
Kirishima butts into the convo, "But it's nice to have a simple augmenting-type Quirk. You can do lots of flashy stuff!" The red head grins at the two, putting his arm out and hardening it.
"My Hardening's strong against others, but unfortunately, it doesn't look like much." He seems a bit disappointed over this but I doubt it would get to him much. From what I know he isn't an attention seeker- or finder even. He is just a full out nice guy. And not one of those nice guys finish last nice guys. He's a, helps 12 grandmas cross the road and end up late to work because of it kinda nice guy.
"I think it's really cool!" Midoriya beams, completely switching up from his embarrassed state, going into a dreamy eyed fascinated look as he stares at the now jagged and hard arm of my friend.
"It's a Quirk that can definitely pass as a pro's!"
"One hundred percent," I add smiling wide, "You don't need to be flashy or nothin Kirishima."
"A pro's, huh? But you have to think about popularity as a hero, too, you know."
"My Navel Laser is pro-level in both flashiness and strength." Aoyama speaks up for the first time this whole ride, Mina places her hand to his shoulder trying to stifle her laughs, "But it's not great that it gives you a stomachache." Just the reminder of that fact makes Aoyama look nauseous.
"Well, if you're talking about flashy and strong, it's gotta be Todoroki and Bakugou, though, huh?"
Kirishima had a point, they both had really powerful quirks that when used could be seen from a mile away. They were born to stand out in a world where all Hitoshi was trying to do was fit in.
Bakugou glances over to us at the mention of his name. "Bakugou's always mad, so he doesn't seem like he'll be popular, though." Asui wasn't kidding when she said she says whatever is on her mind.
"What the hell!" The boy leaps to his feet grabbing ahold one of the metal bars with one hand and clenching his other into a fist. "You wanna fight?!"
"See?" Asui point at him which only fueled his raging temper more.
"We haven't known each other that long, so it's amazing that everyone already knows his personality is crap steeped in sewage." Denki speaks with his smug look on his face.
I give him an Oh shit face feeling like Bakugou is about to blow up and throw hands with Denki.
"What's with that vocabulary, bastard?! I'll kill you!" The ill tempered boy leans over the bar to get closer into Denki's face.
"You better say you're prayers now Denki." I nudge his side, "Not even those are gonna save you though."
Denki smirks at me keeping that shit eating look on his face.
As Bakugou belts out a line of threats towards the blonde we're interrupted by Aizawa Sensei,
"We're here. Stop messing around."
"Yes sir!"
I turn around in my seat to the windows behind me, pressing my face and hands to the glass. Ok, maybe I was wrong maybe this trip with be literally sick. As the bus drives closer and closer, a huge dome building sits there reaching high to the sky. It's like a big glass semi circle. I can feel my cheeks starting to hurt from my smile and my heart beat quickening.
This is fucking incredible.
A do-over.