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Class A chattered amongst themselves as it neared the end of the day with the hero course being their last class.
Ochaco looked around as kaminari and Sero walked in last, the bell starting class bound to ring in 2 minutes. "Do you guys notice anything?" The brunette asked. "It's more quiet than usual." Iida stayed pushing up his glasses with a nod. "Fumetsu-chan isn't here today." Izuku answered, his expression somewhat sad at the pinkettes absence. Although her and Midoriya may have seemed to drift apart, the pinkette always managed to find time to walk with him home on some days even if it was to tease him majority of the time.
"Ne ne Otaku wait up!"
The broccoli haired male slowed down to a stop, turning slightly in surprise to see a familiar pinkette come to a stop in front of him.
"A-ah fumetsu-chan?! What are you doing here?"
Izuku stuttered. It had been some time since the pinkette had accompanied him home.
"What do you mean what am I doing here? Have you forgotten we live in the same areas?" The small boy shook his head furiously, his head shrinking in on his shoulders in embarrassment hoping she didn't misunderstand him.Ever since they started at U.A her presence in his life seemed to grow more distant though he had to admit it was already distant from the beginning. Even if the horned teen never claimed him as her friend, and acted the opposite of what an actual friend was, Izuku couldn't help but miss the times where she'd pick on him. It often reminded him of how an elder sister would treat a younger brother.
"A-ah no it's just you usually walk home with Kaa-chan...it'sjustverysuddenandikindofthoughtyouforgotaboutme..." His cheeks burned red in embarrassment at his own rambling, eyes cast down not able to fight the small pout on his lips. Deep down he was kind of annoyed by how quickly Fumetsu had tossed him to the side after realizing her 'darling,' would be attending U.A as well. She now opted for walking with Kaa-Chan home instead of him and rarely ever made the effort to converse with him as much as she used too. 'And even then it wasn't that much...' He thought mentally sighing.
Just like Bakugou, Izuku was also able to read the pinkette and handle her
unpleasantly odd but bearable personality. I mean he did know her equally as long as Bakugou yet somehow, the ash blonde managed to snag top place in her priorities list. Though, Izuku wasn't surprised...he was used to her blatant insensitivity but he sometimes hoped she'd sometimes consider others feelings. However, he knew that was a long shot seeing as when they first met she seemed to lack any knowledge on human decency.
The devilish girl merely blinked cocking her head. Something she tended to do when she didn't understand something.
After a moment she replied.
"Hmm? Nope I'm actually here because of the opposite."
"E-eh?? Izuku yelped as the girl hastily snatched him into a headlock, burrowing her knuckles into his hair with an evil grin. "How could I forget my little otaku. Ne Who else would I have to torture other than darling?"
"F-fumetsu?!?"
"Ano now that you mention it, it really is kind of quiet without her." Ochaco added.
"It's unsettling." Tsuyu commented.
"Heh usually she'd be smothering Bakugou with love~" Mina giggled overhearing the mention of fumetsu. "I don't know if I'd call it love." Sero snickered as they all visualized the countless affectionate greetings the explosive blonde received each class.
""""Darling!""""
"Lucky bastard." Kaminari grumbled with animated tears as he'd kill to have a beautiful maiden shower him with love each day.
"Ne Kirishima's also absent too?" Mina grumbled with a pursed lips. "Heh looks like it's gonna be one lonely day at lunch then huh Bakugou." Kaminari snorted toward the ash blonde whom was boredly clicking his pen.
"Huh?" The ash blonde grunted, his crimson orbs darting to the two empty seats beside him and behind him. "Could care less." He stated causing them to sweat drop.
You sure about that, darling? The little devil on his shoulder whispered causing a small scowl to spread on his face as an imaginary chibi fumetsu clad in a devil costume sat on his shoulder. "Fuck off." The ash blonde muttered in annoyance. He couldn't help but grow irritated at the fact that the main members of his entourage were absent leaving him with the other extras that sat with him at lunch. You know that moment when your the only one out of the group of friends that's at school? That was how Katsuki Bakugou felt in that very moment as a small gloomy aura hovered over his head.
"His face is saying the exact opposite..." Mina whispered to Sero whom sweat dropped as the explosive blonde glared daggers into space which just so happened to be where Kaminari sat in front of him.
"Alright, Class everyone take your seats, Aizawa sensei should be here soon!" Iida ordered, chopping the air right after the bell rung. "Even Aizawa sensei's late, you think something happened?" Momo inquired with worry. Even if her and Fumetsu butted heads, yaoyorozu still had a responsibility to look out for all the girls. "Knowing sensei, he's probably worming his way to the class in that sleeping bag of his." Ojiro commented with a sweatdrop, visualizing the odd scene.
As if on cue, the door opened and in came said man. However, he didn't have his sleeping bag as they predicted. "Good morning.."He grumbled causing the class to sweat drop at the dark aura the teacher seemed to be emanating. Taking a look at the roster Iida had took it upon himself to do for him, his hand ran through his shaggy hair. It was hard to see the plain exhaustion clear on his face as it was his daily expression. This time however, a certain horned girl was at the root of his fatigue. His eyes flit to a certain empty seat, his paranoia masked by a grim frown. She didn't come home last night nor this morning...
"Aizawa-sensei is everything okay?" He's brought out of thought by Ochaco whom eyes him worriedly, some of the other students mocking her expression at his more than unusual behavior. "Fantastic." He answered bluntly making the brunette sweat drop at his tone. Damn kid isn't gonna hear the end of it when she gets home.
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Strolling along the sidewalk, i shove mouthfuls of the delectable chocolatey goodness in my mouth. "Geez, I'm gonna get an earful from my mom later on..." Kirishima mumbled uneasily as he trailed behind the pinkette whom merely waved him off. He sweatdropped stopping in his trailing with an exasperated sigh. He had been trying to convince the stubborn girl to come with him to school hours ago now. If there was one thing he hated it was being late, especially to school. Unlike fumetsu, Kirishima prided himself in his perfect attendance. It wasn't that he was some secret nerd or anything, the only reason he enjoyed school was having the chance to spend time with his new mates. However, he wasn't necessarily the jock kind of guy. He merely just did what he had to do, work wise. Even if he wasn't so hot academically, it didn't mean he didn't try as he often tutored himself when he had time in between working out . The idea of skipping school left a bad ache in his stomach. Kirishima has always been raised to do the right thing, if his parents were to see him now, he was sure he'd get an earful. Missing a class is one thing but to skip school...man I'm gonna have some catching up to do.
"Ne i told you already, if you're so worried about your perfect attendance, then you could've left ages ago." I stated, pushing the spoon back in my mouth as I trotted to no where in particular. "I can't just ditch you, that wouldn't be manly." He says jogging to catch up beside me, the moon high in the sky. I casted him a confused look at the use of his infamous 'manly.' "Once again what does being an adult male have to do with anything?" I inquired.
I blinked in surprise as his eyes seemed to light up at the question as if he'd been waiting his whole life for this moment. "Manly just doesn't apply to Adult guy, it's about respecting others, being honorable, and having pride. A real man wouldn't just leave a lady alon-" Kirishima sweatdropped at the blithe expression on her features, her eyes lazily blinking like a feline. "Nevermind..." He sulked as the girl crossed her arms shutting her eyes for a second and then snapping them open.. "Ne instead of talking about y-chromosomes let's have some fun!" The girl requested, lightly slamming her left fist into her right palm.
Kirishima's small brow quirked up at her suggestion. Bringing his hand to rub the back of his neck. "Fun?"
Aside from working out and training, Kirishima didn't have much time for anything outside of that unless when it came to hanging with mates. He himself couldn't really conjure up anything the he did for fun.
"Ne don't tell me, you just sit up in that room of yours, eat pudding and workout?"
"When you put it like that..." The boy mumbled slightly offended. Despite his outgoing nature, Kirishima was raised in a strict household. Raised to be a man and often that didn't include anything "fun." Fun in Kirishima's world was making workout smoothies and going to town on his punching bag. And don't even get him started on the pudding. His safe haven.
I casted the boy an odd look. You'd think soneone of his nature would know how to have some real fun and where to get it. Although, I couldn't blame him. Each person had their own idea of fun. However, I was still a little taken back by his version of fun.
"There's gotta be others things?" I inquired but my brows quirked up as his face was red in embarrassment.
"Pity." I mumbled with a sigh, our destination particularly no where as the sun began to set.
"What did you have in mind?!" Kirishima's voice spoke up. He could sense the small disappointment in her aura and the familiar feeling of self hate began to brew in his being. The last thing he wanted was to seem like a boring loser to the girl.
The girl halted looking over her shoulder at the red haired boy, her eyes analyzing his odd need to please her. After a moment, she grinned devilishly,
"Come on then!"
"What are you doing?" He said in slight worry as the girl swiveled around and stepped off the sidewalk. Panic invaded in mind as he looked left and right repeatedly, hurrying after the girl whom walked to the middle of the street. "You're gonna get run over Fumetsu!" He said hurriedly reaching for her wrist to pull her back to safety. However, she spun around swatting his hand away lightly. "By all the cars?" Kirishima frowned as she ushered both ways of the street where no cars were in sight...yet.
"What's up with you trying to get yourself killed." He sighed as she got down on the ground, lazed gaze on the traffic lights above. "I used to come out here and watch the lights change from green to yellow to red." I uttered.
I turned my head slightly, in his direction where he awkwardly stood. "You could do it if you wanted to?" I suggested causing him to instantly shake his head. "Why not?" I asked as he's looking both ways before he squatted down next to me with a worried expression. "If anyone else were to see this they'd think we're mad Fumetsu. You're gonna get hurt, will you please get up?"
"Ne that's your problem? You know that." She started causing his brows to furrow in confusion. How is being concerned for your wellbeing a problem? "You don't do what you want." She hummed making him blink in bewilderment.
"You care, about what other humans think? What I think. You're not free." Kirishima stiffened at her accusations. They had spent merely a day together and the girl already managed to read him like a note book. After a few seconds, he looked both ways, having a newfound need to prove her wrong. Of course I'm free!?
"Fine." He sighed in defeat getting on the hard ground and lying next to her, his body was still stiff though on alert. I still have to make sure a car doesn't come. The sound of movement caused him to turn his head to see the smirking Fumetsu who huffed in amusement. "What's so funny?"
"You." You just proved me right. Kirishima sweat-dropped. "Man up." I say bluntly.
"And what happens if a car comes." He sighs.
"We die. Well, you die."
"What!?" His breath hitches at the sound of a melodic laugh. "Relax Puddin cup." His lips pursed in embarrassment at the nickname.
"Dying is something you have no control over. Why waste your life being afraid of it."
Easy for you to say...He thought mentally sweat dropping.
Kirishima replayed her words over before turning his head to look at the lights above. "Then tell me how is trying to get yourself killed fun..."
"Humans tend to learn to appreciate life more when's there's a possibility of losing it." Unaware of the faltering of the girls eyes.
As if on cue the sound of car horns greets our ears as me and Kirishima both turn our heads to see two blinding lights. An excited grin breaks my features while Kirishima's face pales. I yelp as suddenly arms grab me and I'm forcefully tugged and rolled over, the car missing us by a hairs length followed by the driver cursing at us. "You damn kids?!?"
My mouth parted in shock at the rush as our eyes followed the car till it was just us. Kirishima breathes heavily, adrenaline having kicked in as he has automatically hardened just in case he hadn't rolled them away in time. He released a sigh in relief and deactivated his quirk whilst plopping his head back on the hard ground.
He stiffened as a weight shuffled on his chest and he instantly remembered who was on it. His eyes immediately shot open to connect with curious cyan. It registered in his mind that his arms had her secured to his chest. Kirishima's face lit up in embarrassment as he loosened his arms, so the girl could roll off him if she wanted but she stayed on top causing his blush to deepen. Once again a melodic laugh greeted his ears as she laughed at his embarrassment making his lips quiver. "Ne you're such a puddin cup."
"Y-youre insane." He mumbled causing me to snicker.
Fumetsu didn't know what to make of their odd positions as she was practically pressed to his chest. Glancing at the loosening arms around her midsection, she rested her chin on his chest with a perverse grin instead. "We should do this more often."
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~Author-sama
No wonder fumetsu doesn't appreciate her life, it's so damn hard for her to lose it. Shes got the immortality of dead pool.
Q: why is fumetsu so reckless? Do you think she'll learn to appreciate her life more. Will Kirishima man up?