Chapter 29: (Make-up Chapter)

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A/N: I know I usually do these at the end of the story, but I felt like I needed to tell you this first. This is somewhat of an apology chapter since the last chapter didn't feel like a chapter but a filler. Also, I would like to note that I know that Katsuki hasn't harmed Izuku that would require hospitalization, both in canon and in this story, but I still don't like him due to his actions against Izuku being a hero. That's all I have to say and hopefully, you enjoy this chapter.

Izuku's POV

After getting over the shock that my mom was here to witness me sing, I shook my head rapidly, trying to get rid of the negative thoughts. I ran down the stairs as I gave my mom a hug.

Izuku: "Mom, what are you doing here? Don't you have work right now?" I asked her as I pulled away from the hug.

Inko: "Well, Miss Yaoyorozu called me two weeks ago asking permission if you could perform for them in the morning. This made me surprised to hear since I didn't know you could sing, which she then asked me if I wanted to see you perform. I gave her my consent and she managed to get me a break from work today. Now I get to see my baby perform." she says with small tears forming on her eyes as she gave me one tight hug, crushing me.

After a while, she finally let go, allowing me to breathe. I look back at miss Yaoyorozu, who had the biggest grin I ever saw, then I look at Yaoyorozu, who was hiding her giggle with her hand.

MY: "Now that everybody is here, let's head to the music room." as she headed inside of the mansion.

Everybody followed behind her, I walked along with Yaoyorozu while mom was walking along with Yaoyorozu's parents. While they were having their conversation, I was having a conversation with Yaoyorozu.

Momo: "So, what song are we going to do today?" she asked me with her hands behind her back and leaning forward.

I swung my bag in front of me so that I could grab the music sheets for her. I handed her the sheets as she looked over them.

Momo: "I don't recognize this song, where is it from?"

Izuku: "I made it"

(A: "No you didn't")

Izuku: ("Just say I did okay, that way the songs can be more meaningful instead of me just choosing them like earlier, although it was fitting.")

(A: "Fine, but give credit to the creator when you play it." as I whisk away)

Izuku: "The songs I chose before really didn't match with the piano, so I had to make my own song so that the piano is more fitting. I even made a music disc for this song."

Momo: "Okay, that ex- Wait. YOU'RE OWN LYRICS AND MUSIC." she yelled in my ear but didn't get the attention of our parents. "Oops, sorry." as she backs away. "So how did you create the music, did you learn to play?" she asks.

Izuku: "No, I messed with some digital software to create it, I don't know how to play any instruments."

Momo: "Hmm. How about when I practice my Taekwondo, you can practice an instrument, that way we are both learning something together." she smiles.

I thought about it for a while until I gave her a nod, which made her smile wider. We then arrived at the music room, where I saw an extra chair for my mom. Our parents took their seats as we tried to set up. We gave each other a nod in the affirmation that we were ready. I took out the CD and CD player as I set it to the ground next to the microphone, and when it started playing, that's when we began.

(*Piano* Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars, Video by Aldy Tutorials)

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