Strength doesn't make a hero

Chapter 1.8

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"Dabi," he smiled. "Call me Dabi."

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Keigo had enough. He wanted his little birdie back, his family, his... son.

Why the hell did Tsukauchi thought that it would be a good idea for me to stay here?! He was furious and let out an angry groan.

Everything was happening so slow, too slow for Keigo's liking. He couldn't stay here any longer, but he knew that if Izuku would come back and he wouldn't be there, it would get problematic.

So he sat down on the couch, hands placed on his knees in a restless manner. His attempt to distract himself all but failed.

His attempt to watch a movie failed, due to him remembering that he wanted to watch a movie with Izuku.

When he tried to eat – because eating was always the solution to anything – had the same little problem.

But when he continued to look out for distractions, he realized that practically everything remembered him of Izuku.

He couldn't take it. He wanted to leave his apartment, otherwise he would lose his sanity.

He already put on his shoes, before changing his mind the last second. No, he couldn't just leave the apartment. The only thing he could do was hope and wait.

Time passed, it were only a few hours, but for Keigo it felt like weeks. In the end, he decided to call the Detective and hope that he had some good news.

After a few rings the tired voice of the detective greeted him. "You better be at home."

"Yeah, I am." Keigo rolled his eyes. "You guys found anything?" He really hoped they had.

"I'm not sure." Worry slowly settled in and his chest tightened. "I guess we found a feather at the Takoba Municipal Beach Park."

"What?! Why should he be at the beach." Keigo's breathing became fast and shallow.

"We don't know yet. We aren't even sure if it is really one of Izuku's feathers. Please, just stay calm and don't you dare to search him on your own." The Detective sighed on the other side of the phone. "I have to go now. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Dabi," he smiled. "Call me Dabi."

"Okay, then thank you, Dabi. I'm Izuku." Izuku turned around and was about to leave when a question came to his mind. He turned around and was about to ask, but Dabi was nowhere to be seen. Huh?!

The winged boy shrugged it off spread his wings and took off. Without his notice a feather floated to the ground.

His wings didn't really help him. The exhaustion was still too much for the boy, so he landed only after a few hundred meters. Now that he looked around, he didn't know where he was.

He stood at a big street filled with cars. The noise of talking people, honking cars and the glaring lights, was all too much for the owl boy. His quirk made him much more sensitive to noises and light than a normal person was. So loud! It's too much.

His hands covered his ears in a protective manner and he closed his eyes tightly, but no help. Dizziness started to cloud his conscience and he just managed to flee in an alleyway before he collapsed. His breath uneven, his head pounding and his eyes stinging.

A tear escaped his left eye and rolled down his cheek. He felt horrible and all he wanted was to go back to Keigo. But not even that he was able to do right.