The Black Swan. [Izuku x Katsuki]-In progress

Chapter 1: 花見-Hanami

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I strongly recommend you to watch the TikTok video before reading, it helps you to visualize better, here is the link : https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeE1MsLK/ . The outfits of the characters obviously match. Oh, and I should mention that the artist (@ mmajjyc) has given their approval for the writing of fanfiction on this video.

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And again, just in case, English is not my native language, feel free to point out (nicely anyway) any errors and/or inconsistencies!

Hope y'all enjoy reading this! ^3^

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Pov : Katsuki Bakugou

I was in front of the museum, waiting for pikachu and shitty hair, two jerks who served me as my friends since high school. They had proposed me to visit a museum where an acquaintance of theirs was organizing the exhibition, and they had got us free tickets. Normally, I would have shouted at them to go to hell, and that they could do their silly outing without my charming company. But something kept me from doing so. The exposition, was temporary and had been set up in honor of the Kami (神: Japanese divinities/deities) during the cherry blossom contemplation period, Hanami (花見: looking at flowers, a traditional Japanese custom of appreciating the beauty of flowers). And I don't know why, but for as long as I can remember, I've always had a special interest in deities, I was passionate about reading books about them. I felt like I was constantly looking for something, but I didn't know what, or how, or why.

So I had been waiting in front of this fucking museum for about ten minutes, starting to get seriously impatient. It was already 2:10 pm, on a sunny Saturday. I had opted for a casual outfit, a black t-shirt and a white jacket over it that I had closed, yellow shorts and black sneakers. Just when I thought I was about to go and beat the shit out of those two assholes who didn't know how to show up on time, I saw two figures running towards me as if their lives depended on it. One had his red hair tied back in a ponytail, and was wearing a gray t-shirt with a black jacket over it, along with cargo pants and black boots. The other wore a gray sweater and denim jacket, white sneakers and jeans with holes in the knees.

"We're really sorry Bakubro, there was a lot of traffic and we had a hard time finding a parking space for like 15 minutes, began shitty hair.

- He says true, I swear you that we did everything to hurry up a max, please do not kill us I have a wife and children to feed!, whined pikachu.

- What are you bullshitting me again, the electric battery? The only woman you've ever touched is your mother, and sending me a fucking message to warn me didn't even cross your mind?

- What? But I sent you one, Bakubro!"

I blinked, turned on my phone to check his words and saw that he had indeed sent me one.

"Tch, you're lucky I'm in a good mood enough to not beat the crap out of you on the spot.

- You? In a good mood? Dear lord, I'm going to write this down in my phone- no, on my hand, it's so rare, exclaimed pikachu.

- WHAT DID YOU JUST S- He's really doing it, this moron. Where did he get that fucking pen anyway?

- Everyone has secrets, my dear, said the blond man, proudly showing his left hand where he had written :"02/04/20** = The bad-tempered is in a good mood".

- Well, shall we go ?At this rate the museum will be closed when we'll enter, exclaimed shitty hair, the tickets of entries in the hand.

- Tch, and whose fault is that?" I grumbled as I started walking ahead of them.