Twins Of Creation

Golden Eyes

Onward!

(7 years... Izuku, Age: 20... Momo, Age: 20)

His silent steps echoed in the dark and wet alley, hair cut short, eyes slightly narrowed.

As he crept out of the alley, someone popped up in his face.

"Heya stranger! Whatcha doin' lookin' all shady like that?" Blonde hair, with a jagged bolt of black in her bangs, a pink bubble from gum she was chewing popped in his face, "You sure look confused... Here! Lemme help! I'm Demi Kaminari! Nice to meet cha!" A little two fingered salute accompanied her quick introduction, and his face was still confused, "Aw, still a little confused? Here, lets go, my sister'll know how to help." She grabbed his hand quickly, and drug him along, his mind reeling.

'What the fuck, how the fuck, why the fuck and most importantly FU- Wait, why is she holding hands with me?'

He looked at his hands, noticing hers holding his, and his body being drug along with her, and she looked back at him, catching his eyes looking at their hands, and she slightly smiled, slightly red, clearing her throat, he looked up, and looked into her eyes.

Swirling gold entranced him, and he sunk deeper into her eyes, his dull onyx clashing with her vibrant gold, and he could feel himself falling, and falling hard.

"Hey, it ain't nice to stare you know." and as she said this, he noticed they stopped, and she had removed her hand, her shoulders tilting inwards, shyly poking her fingers together.

"I-uh... I need food. My sister and I have been trying to get some, but haven't been able to find any." He said, gathering his composure as they slightly spaced apart.

"Oh! I can help with that!" Her mood going from shy to exuberant in miliseconds, "Just follow me! Our parents might be on the  lower end of middle class, but I'm sure we can spare some food!"

She kept dragging him, but this time he was hopeful, hopeful that something would be going right in their lives, opposed to not at all.

The door to a house flew open, and he stood in the doorway, "Kyo, Mom, Dad!" Demi called out, her voice loud and clear, "We have a visitor!"

"What the hell do you- mean visitor... oh." A purple haired girl came walking down some steps, tanktop on, and some shorts, "Who is this? And is he dangerous?"

His anger flared slightly, beign considered dangerous, wasn't his MO, "No. My name's Izuku, and I need some food for my sister."

Kyoka waved him off, "Yeah right. and then you're going to rob us clean when we give you something-"

"Fuck you then."

Her eyes popped open, staring at dull onyx orbs, filled with glowing steel flecks, "What did you say-"

"I said, Fuck. You. You don't even know my sister's condition, her quirk, name, nothing. Could be dying of starvation at the moment, but nooo, ignorant assholes like you are all around, making my life difficult, when all I'm doing, is trying to PROVIDE." He angrily walked off, out of the house, Demi sighing.

"Really Kyo? I found him creeping out of an alley. Did you see his clothes?"

"I-uh-but-sorry?"

"Come with me and apologize and maybe I won't shock you."

Kyoka sighed, and put some flip-flops on, following Demi out to where they see Izuku sitting, looking hard at the ground.

'I need to find food. She overused her quirk trying to make bandages, and now she's trying to make other things, such as weapons, when she clearly doesn't have the energy-'