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Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering.
As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
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"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" Shoto almost fell over as he got a face full of feathers the moment the door opened.
Fuyumi giggled at them as they stood outside Azrael's home at 11am in the morning.
"Merry Christmas." He hugged her back and allowed her to pull him inside.
"Come in you guys! There's way too much food!" She said to the others. She helped as much as she could, taking their coats and giving them a pair of house slippers and they all walked into the living room.
Azrael's family were probably one of the strangest groups of people Todoroki had met, and he was in Class 3A.
The first person he met was Aunt Clarissa who was Lucifer's sister in law.
She was definitely a unique character. She was decked from head to toe in colorful shawls and had a large pair of glasses on top of pin straight silver hair. She was plump and had a very warm smile and Todoroki towered over her. What really fascinated him was her tattoos on her wrists.
He would make sure to ask about them later.
"My my! Tall one isn't he?" Azrael giggled as the woman held his hand, examining it. Todoroki's family greeted everyone, shaking hands and allowing Shoto to stay with the stranger.
"Very strong aura my boy and is that... the scent of jasmine and honey tea?" He nodded. "I made some with Azrael yesterday for you all. I hope you like it." The entire room sent him a wave of very kind smiles and thank you's , and he felt very shy from their praise.
The next person he met was Aunt Clarissa's son, Alian, who was a year younger than he was. The boy went to an academy for healing quirks and he was very interested in U.A as they taught combat, something he wasn't familiar with.
The boy was slender, with silver hair with blue tints and purple eyes. Tall, almost six foot and was long limbed. He looked quiet and Shoto thought they would get along well.
Todoroki asked about his quirk. The boy told him that he could take cells in and out of one's body, not generate, but only remove. Todoroki looked at him with utter fascination.
