☆ɪʀᴏɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ☆ [BNHA OC]

By TapioTsaa

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ! ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴍᴀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴄᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇɴꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀ... More

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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3: ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ʙʟᴜᴇꜱ
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 4: ᴜ.ᴀ. ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴇxᴀᴍꜱ [ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1]
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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 7: Qᴜɪʀᴋ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇʜᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛᴇꜱᴛ
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ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 9: ᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 10: ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ ʀᴇᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜɴᴄʜ ʜᴀᴠᴏᴄ
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A/N

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 13: ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ!

252 7 1
By TapioTsaa

Please read the author's note at the end!

Third Person POV

After the incident, Carlo was sent to the hospital because he passed out due to blood loss, small and big scars littered his arms. He was lucky that those could heal and he'd act like nothing happened. But... Something did happened and it was disturbing him ever since. Kohaku visited earlier and had left him yellow tulips. She couldn't stay any longer because her parents are out of town for a while and she had to run the shop by herself. Yusuke and Baino immediately got the news that their son was harmed and passed out. They practically ran to the doors and demanded to see him. The parents got the room number and sprinted to see their only child. Slamming the door open, they saw their son sitting up and looking at something. The half mask. "Yama! Are you okay? Feeling better? Who hurt you-- What's that?" Baino stopped and looked at the mask her son was holding. The boy flinched and looked at his parents, specifically his father. "Why was I named Carlo? Is there any specific reason why you chose that instead of another japanese name? Was... Was our family name really Yuzuki?" The boy asked, his voice strained from yelling earlier during the battle.

Yusuke stared at his son in nervousness and disbelief. "Where you got those from, Kiddo?" The older man asked his son. "Papa, answer me." He said sternly, the man only sighed. "You're hurt and the first thing you ask about is--" "WHAT ARE YOU HIDING?!" Carlo shouted, tears flowed down his cheeks, betrayal and hurt evident within those pale blues; knuckles turning white as he almost breaks the mask in half, not caring if started to become painful; and his feathers ruffled dangerously. The boy's wings became smaller since he woke up and are more... Fragile, as the doctor told them. Yusuke only stayed quiet and Carlo turned his attention to his mother. "M-Mom..?" He begged and she only looked away, too ashamed to face her boy. "...You're not ready yet." She said softly. Carlo's eyes turned red in anger, betrayal and sadness. "THEN WHEN?!" His words shocked his parents. He never shouted before, especially not at them. Yusuke was about to speak when a doctor came in. "Excuse me, Mr. Yuzuki. You can be discharged later. We determined that your body would function normally again sooner than expected." She said and Carlo only nodded. The doctor left and the boy stood up from the bed, grabbing the asbestos with him. "Yamato? Where are you going?" Baino asked. "To change. I need space, please. If you're not going to give me answers, then just please let me cool down." He said and went inside the bathroom. The older Yuzukis hung their heads low in shame. They couldn't tell him anything. After all, none of those were true. Just some lies and assumptions to mess with the kid.

Right..?

That night, they went home and Carlo immediately went to his room. No good nights or hugs before bed. He was that upset. He was staring at his phone. He needed someone right now. But who? Kohaku? No. She would freak out finding out someone was stalking his family. Heck, she would build something that could threaten a lot of people because of it! Plus, he doesn't know where to start. Kaminari? Geez, he doesn't even know if he's okay and he would just dump him with his problems? No thanks. Uraraka? He knows she's okay but the poor girl would probably be so tired to deal with his ass and he doesn't know how to start the whole thing before dumping the information out of no where. So, Carlo finally had decided to call someone he is close to, knows and heard it all from that man's mouth and would be willing to deal with his whine-y ass. Kirishima. Dialing the red head's number, Carlo took a deep breath as it rang. Maybe this was a bad idea, what if he's already asleep- After 2 or 3 rings, the other line picked up.

"Hello? What's up, Carlo?" Kirishima asked from the other line. "You... heard what the guy said earlier. Right?" The indigo haired boy asked nervously, already feeling fear slowly creeping in at the thought of it. "The one that you were so mad at? Yeah, I did." Silence. Carlo was quivering; From what? Anger? Sadness? Fear? He didn't know anymore. "Do you want to talk about it? I'm all ears!" Kirishima said. He could see the shark toothed grin of his friend and whispered a small "yeah." The small boy started talking, venting about how confused he was. How angry and betrayed he felt that his parents won't tell him anything and that they wanted to keep him quiet about their lies. Kirishima stayed silent through out his ramblings and listened to his friend. Carlo was crying as he let his feelings out, not caring that foul words left his mouth. He's so confused and angry. But really, he was sad. He's hurt. He felt unwanted. Sad that another man outside his family knew something he didn't, even more than he did. Hurt that his own parents won't tell him part of his identity, like they don't trust him to tell him the truth. Unwanted because he was a secret child of a heroine and her support, hidden away so that no one else would ever know. Only a handful knew about his relationship with them, but some even doubted him because of his quirk. It's always his quirk, huh...

"I just don't get it!! I'm so lost! It was about MY family! About ME, damn it! Yet I-I..." Carlo sobbed, one hand holding his phone while the other clenched his hair, pulling harshly. "I-I don't know if I should wait for my parents, Kiri... I don't understand anything anymore..." he said, he just felt so alone and helpless. Kirishima took in every word and knew that he shouldn't intervene, but his friend is literally crying on the other line. "I... I don't know if I would be able to help out but... you should give it time. They probably kept it from you because they care and love you. That maybe they wanted you to live like a normal kid, not as the child of a heroine." He said softly. Carlo nodded and whispered. "... I'll trust your word on this. Thanks, Kiri..!" The short boy's mood brightened. His chest still ached but he felt better. "Hey! That's what bros do!" Kirishima said. He couldn't help but chuckle and loosen his grip on his hair. "Thanks for listening. I really needed someone to. I gotta go now. See ya at school!" He said. With the other line saying his farewells, the call ended and Carlo went to charge his phone then slept on his hammock.

The next day was a free day since the school closed temporarily. Carlo just woke up from his slumber and was lost on what to do. He sat up and looked at his alarm clock. 8:57 am. He groaned and stood up then stretched his body. He saw the mask from yesterday and glared at it. He hated how familiar it is, but kept it for the sake of clues. Running to the bathroom, he took a long bath to calm him down. He then decided to buy food for himself and visit Kohaku at the shop. The indigo haired boy got out the bathroom and got dressed, with a baggy, baby blue long sleeved shirt, the front was tucked in his beige pants that he cuffed and his dark blue platform shoes then tied his hair like usual. His wings today are back to their regular size and are still capable of tearing someone, so that's maybe a good sign. Without forgetting his essentials in a small bag, Carlo went down and saw his parents. "Yamato..." Yusuke called out softly.

Their son walked towards them, soon was running and hugged them. "I'm so sorry for screaming at you yesterday! I was frustrated that I didn't know anything!" He cried and his parents comforted him, whispering that it's okay. He pulled away and wiped his tears. "I-I'll wait until you're both ready." He said with a smile. Yusuke and Baino couldn't help but smile at him and feel proud that he was mature enough to understand. "Thanks, kiddo. I'm glad that you're willing to wait." The father said. "What's with the getup, Yama? Going somewhere?" The woman asked and he nodded. "I'm going to buy something from the grocery and drop by Haku's shop, that's all." He shrugged a bit. "'Kay then! Be safe, kiddo!" Yusuke waved as Carlo left the house.

Carlo's POV

I have arrived the grocery store and sighed that there isn't much people around. I picked up a basket and went to the fruits to pick on some grapes and oranges. Scanning to see if there was any good ones, saw one pack of grapes and inspected it closely. I was satisfied then placed it in my basket then searched for oranges. I immediately saw the ones in the best condition and reached our to it, only for another hand to reach out too. Quickly retracting my hand, I looked up to see a familiar pair of tired amethyst eyes. "S-Shinsou!" I squeaked, clearly surprised. He was wearing a plain shirt with a short denim jacket, his pants are also cuffed and some ankle length shoes. "Oh. Didn't expect you here." He said tiredly with a slight eyebrow raise. My brain went blank, warmth rushed to my cheeks. Oh fuck nO-- I mentally panicked, not sure how to respond so I did what I do best in these situations.

I fucking ran to the drinks area.

"Wait! Carlo!" Shinsou called out and chased after me. I felt a hand clasped around my wrist and whipped my head back. The lavender haired boy panted and looked at me in the eyes. "C-Can we talk?" He stuttered out as he tried to catch his breath. " A-About what?" "About what I did last time. When I got prissy at you." I looked down and pulled my hand from his grasp. "Did you want to make sure I don't annoy you again?" I mumbled. It was loud enough for him to hear, though. "No! I mean... I was very harsh back there. I just thought that you would rub it in on my face that you're in the hero course... Or use me for my quirk." My eyes widen and snapped my head to look at him. "Use you-?" "I know! I know. You wouldn't do that. I observed you for a while an I could tell that you genuinely wanted to get to know me." Shinsou cut me off. "I was just..." "Scared of commitment?" I asked and he just nodded with a lazy grin. "Yeah. You really do understand me, huh?" I giggled. "If controlling someone was your quirk, I would know that people would fake their way in to get away with things. I understand that it was hard." He chuckled and I felt my heart skipped a beat. Silence filled the air. It wasn't awkward at all. "So... we good?" Asking, hopeful for a new friend. "Yeah. We're good." He grinned and I couldn't help but smile.

I soon separated with Shinsou and continued on my grocery shopping. My basket was now filled with almonds, fruits, energy drinks and orange and grape juice. After paying and getting out of the grocery, I walked to Haku's place. I entered the place and screeched. "HAKU-- Oop- I didn't notice you had a customer!" I said, noticing that there was someone else. He has long, messy, hair tied up in a loose ponytail that goes from a dark purple to a light blue gradient, his eyes are a piercing silver colour, he was wearing a slightly fitted black 3/4 sleeved shirt with camo cargo pants and combat boots. "Yama-kun! What are you doing here?! Aren't you supposed to be resting?!" Haku said as she rushes to me and begins checking for any injuries. Sure, there are scars but they'll heal like nothing happened. I laughed and said that I'm fine. The man came over to us with a smile. "So, this is Yamato? Your best friend, right?" He asked and Haku nods. "Yeah! Oh, Yamato! Meet Ryuusei Shiraishi. Ryuu, this Yamato Yuzuki." She said and I took out my hands for him to shake. "Nice to meet you! I assume that you're a regular here or someone in her class?" He chuckled and shook my hand. "You're half right. While I am a regular here, I'm in class B." He said and internally panicked. "I-I'm so sorry--" "No need to panic, Yamato. Wait, can I call you Yamato?" "If Haku trusts and allows you to call her by her first name, then yeah!" I said, my panic vanishing as if I was being soothe by someone. Huh. "Oh! What's your quirk?" I asked, curious to get to know him better. He put his finger to his lips playfully with a grin.

"ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʀᴇᴀʟ ꜱᴏᴏɴ."

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Okay so this is kind of a filler chapter? But I also wanted to show how close Carlo is to his parents and what did the impact on him from the previous chapter did to him. I also wanted to establish (not really--) which character he's probably going to end up with, which is our local tired lavender boy, Hitoshi Shinsou! Plus I really wanted to insert my friend's (Eishii_L's) OC, Ryuusei because yes.

Another note is that I am currently working on an original story and it would most likely take my time from this fic. As you all know, I have always wanted to work in comics and loves to draw, so since this original story I'm working on would be like a thing I always wanted to do, and now that I have motivation, I want to work on it! I just wanted you all to know why I would most likely be gone for a long period of time other than school.

Anyways! Thank you for reading this far! Votes and feedbacks are very much appreciated!

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UPDATE!

I also want to thank Purple60Dog for their comment on the previous chapter! It really made my day when I see you enjoy this story!

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