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Narrator's Pov
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Izuku stood still, scratching his head with one hand in his pocket, smiling weirdly while Shouka just couldn't believe her eyes.Izuku: . . . . . . . Well?
Shouka: Well? WELL!? Is that all you have to say for yourself!?
Izuku tried to walk back but his escape was blocked with ice.
Shouka: Where were you?! Why did you leave!? How could you leave!?
Shouka was stomping every time she asked a question, and with each step, a trail of ice was launched at Izuku who dodged them all with little effort.
Shouka: *Starts To Cry* How could you leave me . . . . .
Izuku slowly walked to Shouka, hugging and holding her close, she cried in his arms.
Izuku: Sshhh, it's okay, I'm here now-
Izuku was just hugging Shouka while swaying side to side, imitating the feeling of rocking a baby to sleep, when he saw Shouto, glaring at him.
Izuku: Shhh, I'm here, it's going to be alright.
Izuku glared back at Shouto while making a shushing sign with his hand, which sparked with electricity.
Shouto looked surprised at this new development, nevertheless, he glared at Izuku and walked away.
Izuku then let go of Shouka who finally stopped crying, she wiped away her tears and looked at Izuku.
Izuku: I'm sorry for leaving, you don't know how many times I wanted to go back, to see you, but my job forbids me so.
Shouka: Why? Why is your job so important that you had to leave us?!
Izuku: . . . . . . Us?
Shouka: Me and Katsumi you idiot!
Izuku: . . . . . . . . . . I don't follow.
Getting pissed at Izuku being denser than a Black hole, she grabbed his suit and kissed him on the lips.
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Manners Maketh Man (Rewriting.)
Fanfiction"Every bullet that leaves my gun, is another person who loses their life, I don't like to do it, and I'm not proud of it, but it's my job." -Izuku Midoriya