That night, everyone was around the campfire with the two teachers and the Camp Councillor. The chatter was kept to a hush but was rapidly increasing in the amount of people speaking.
Denki sat away from the fire near the edge of the lake. He had his pocket knife out and turning in his hands as he stared out at the large body of water before him.He was contemplating whether it was a good idea to actually cut himself at a time like this. Sure he'd never done it before, but he was constantly on the edge of his seat. Every time Bakugo yelled at him, he awaited the hits that should come. He would flinch if someone placed their hand on his shoulder. He would flinch if that person made eye contact.
He constantly felt like a deer in some headlights. Waiting for the impact that seemed to take a millennium to happen, only to find out that it was never to come in the first place.
Denki flinched as he heard someone come up behind him. He quickly stuffed the pocket knife into the pocket of his jeans.
"What cha doin' out here kid?" A female voice questioned.
Denki looked up and saw the tall slender figure of Class 1B's gingerette, Itsuka Kendo with her green turquoise eyes. She was wearing grey denim shorts, a dark green T-shirt with black sneakers and her signature side ponytail.
"Just thinking..." Denki replied, returning his gaze back to the water.
"Mind if I join you? Monoma is driving me insane!"
"Sure..."
Kendo sat down next to him, sitting cross legged. About 2 minutes of silence passed between the duo before either of them spoke.
"So...? What is everyone doing at the campfire?" Denki questioned.
"Nothin' much, really... Just talking." Kendo replied.
"Oh..."
"So why are you sitting out here all alone? Apart from thinking?"
"Looking at the stars... My mum and I would do it all the time when I was little... Before she died..."
"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that... If you wanna talk about anything like that, you can always talk to me. My dad died a couple of weeks back..."
"I'm sorry..."
"Its fine. I just don't think about it anymore... About how he died. I just try to focus on the memories that I made with him in the time in which we were together. My parents had split up and I went with my dad... My mum wasn't very happy about it, although I would spend a week with her every four weeks. When dad died, I went to live with my mum. She became very violent towards me, and her new boyfriend... But I've never told anyone that before. Not even my closest friends..."
"Then why me...?"
"Because I trust you, Kaminari. You have a great personality and a kind, sweet heart."
".... I told no one about my Mum, except Aizawa-sensei... Even then I didn't even tell him the truth... I had said that she committed suicide, when really... My dad shot her..."
"I'm so sorry, but you must trust me enough to not tell anyone if your telling me the unspoken truth that you didn't even tell Aizawa... Right?"
"Defiantly!"
"I guess it just goes to show how oblivious people are... You're the happy go lucky goofball of Class 1A, and I'm the strong independent feisty protective girl of Class 1B..."
"Well... That's what they all say."
"Exactly..."
"I guess people are just to blind to see that the happiest people are usually the most sad."
"That the bravest people are the most scared... We just put on too good of performances and masks that people just can't see through them..."
"And it just makes us want them to notice the pain even more..."
"Hey, you two!? Its time to turn in for the night!" Came the cry of the Camp Leader, Ms. Wolvenhowl.
Kendo and Denki exchanged one last smile at each other on their way back, before they went their separate ways.
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Diseased (ShinKami)
FanfictionKaminari lives in an abusive home. His dad is a jerk and he's got a horrible temper in which he takes out on both Denki and his mum. When Denki comes down with a horrible sickness, will he be able to put up with it or will a certain someone need to...