I just stood there.
Confused as heCk.
. . . What just happened?
Well, I didn't expect that at all. Does Kacchan finally accept me as a good rival, or friend? Wait, what if he just fluked that? What if it's just to make me think that, but not happen? What if he's planning on being nice to me and then do something big and bad to me?! WHAT IF- "Midoriya, you're muttering to yourself again, kero," Asu- Tsuyu said as she tapped my shoulder. "Ahaa. . . thanks for telling me," I replied, as she walked back to Ochako and Iida.
As everyone was finishing up their breakfast, I kept thinking about what Kacchan had said to me. Just sitting there in my own world, fan-boying. It wasn't long until Aizawa and Present Mic got our attention for today's schedule. "Alright listen up problem children. Since there are only 2 days left of the trip, Mic and I have decided to spend the 2 days at a beach-house. Now-" Aizawa sensei was interrupted by most of everyone shouting "beach!" Mic laughed a bit, as Aizawa sensei just sighed to himself.
"Okay okay. You must bring all the supplies and clothes you may need, Mic and I will be taking some extras since some of you may forgot. Meet by the gates at 9:10, I will not be looking for students if they're late." In a matter of a second, everyone rushed to their tents to gather up everything they needed for the beach. Hmmm. . . bathing-suit, spare clothes, shoes, phone, sun-screen, a tow- . . . I forgot to bring a towel. Welp, I'm just going to have to ask someone for a spare towel, heh. Once I get up to the gates, I see everyone there. A moment later, all of us see Present Mic driving a bus right next to us. He stops and opens the doors, signaling for us to get in. As I got in, I spotted Aizawa in the first seat sleeping, with his head laid against the window.
I laughed a bit at the sight and tried to find an empty seat. Well to my luck, all the seats were taken by at least one person or more, so that means I had to sit with someone with my choice. Great. I looked over to my right to see Kirishima and Tsu giggling a bit at the sight of something to my left. I turn my attention to where they were looking and see Kacchan sitting in a seat alone, while all of the other seats were spontaneously taken. To be honest, I wasn't as nervous as before because I thought that things between us just got slightly better, and coming from someone like Kacchan, that's good progress. But don't get me wrong, I was still a bit nervous. I walked over to the seat and let me go sit near the window.
Besides all the chatter, I heard Momo ask "How long will the ride be, sensei?" The bus got a bit quieter as the question was asked. Aizawa flinched from the sudden change of noise. "Hate to say it, but the ride is about 3 hours-" "3 HOURS?!" The whole class questioned aggressively, including me. 3 hours?! God am I going to last- God, no- Am I going to survive-? Alright Izuku, calm yourself down, remember that if Kacchan kills me, he'll be accused and se--- IZUKU, STOP WITH THE NONSENSE THINKING, that's rude-.
I tried to keep my attention by the window as the bus started to move. I didn't want to do the slighted thing to make the blonde mad. I exchanged a glance just to see what he was doing. Turns out that he was just listening to music with his eyes dropping a bit. Oh Jesus, I can gaze at this boy all day, with his beautiful spiky blonde hair, his narrow crimson-red eyes, his- "Oi, you gonna stop being a creep or what?" I suddenly heard from Kacchan, realizing that I've been staring at him for the past few moments.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you."
^ Katsuki's POV ^
God, this nerd needs to stop saying sorry for everything. After a moment of awkward silence, I took one of the buds connected to my ear and held it out to him. Just to my expectation, he sat there, staring at me in shock. There's just this slight bit of me deep down inside of myself that starting to feel bad for him, as this feeling just keeps getting bigger at the moment. Am I really going to question my life choices now? No; not trying to ruin this chance for me. "You gonna accept it, or not, idiot?" As soon as I said that, he quickly took the ear-bud with a small smile on his face and slipped it into his left ear.
I kept my playlist going, not caring if the boy liked it or not. I looked over at him to see a warm face, as if he enjoyed the calming music I was playing. Y'know. . . It does feel a little better getting along with him, not having to waist my scoffed voice at him. I did it to protect his damn reckless self, always wanting to save everyone and yet can't save his self at the time being. The rest of the extras were either chatting, laughing, or just sitting there in their own little world, one of those individuals being Deku, of course. I kept gazing at him every few seconds. God, there's something about this idiot that I can't get my mind on. Was it his face? His His luxurious, forest green, fluffy hair? Was it his round, dark, emerald green eyes, with such symmetrical light patterns reflecting off of them?
"Hah, who's the creep now?"
My thoughts got interrupted by Deku looking straight at me, noticing my few glances over to him. Damn, I was looking at him this whole time? "Suck it up, you were doing the same thing." He rolled his eyes back at me and gave me some sort of funny face. It was a bit hard holding a chuckle back, but I eventually had to let it go, so I did. After a moment, my sudden doing struck his attention to me and smiled at me, turning his attention back to the window.
' God, I might just fall for this short - stack of a broccoli. '
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