Chapter 1: "Keen Eye"

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(A/N: Thank you for checking out this book! For this chapter, I recommend listening to "Laughing on the Outside (Crying on the Inside)" by Dinah Shore :) Happy reading!)

Day 1

As soon as he set his eyes on that ship, Izuku knew he was in for the long haul. How could he not know where he was going? It would be hard to forget, due to the sizeable print on the lavender invitations. Not to mention, the local tabloids.

"Young heir to the Midoriya fortune to be wed!"

Now don't get him wrong, Ochako was a nice girl! The only problem was he wasn't exactly enticed by her brown and bubbly hair. Or her dresses. The lipstick she wore...Her breasts. Or, her.

How obscene. "People like him" weren't accepted per se.

He, on the other hand, had already accepted this. He knew that he could never be who he truly was, be wed to the person who truly wanted. At 21, he knew very well that someone as high-status as himself would never marry for love. Let alone, a marriage for "someone of his kind". All of his ancestors and generations before him were arranged into marriage, and now, he was following in those footsteps.

Their grand, all-mighty, heterosexual footsteps.

Whether that be the click-clacking of a woman's expensive heels or the squeaky leather of a man's polished shoes rubbing the floor.

The lace of Ochako's casual dress slightly irritated his shoulder as they awed the ship side-by-side.

"Isn't it just wonderful?"
Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Ah, yes...I suppose. Although, I don't see what all the fuss is about. I've seen ships just as big in the past," He remarked.

"Oh hush, you can bring your analysis on other things, Izuku, but not the Titanic!" She hummed, smiling ear-to-ear.

"You've seen other's just as big? Well, I have a very intelligent man by my side, don't I? Quite the keen eye you have, wouldn't you say, Izuku?"

Hearing his given name on her tongue always sat wrong with him. Nothing about Ochako herself, but the femininity laced in her tone rubbed him the wrong way.

He hummed in response before following up with

"Indeed." In a dry tone.

She smiled, nonetheless, as they led towards first-class boarding alongside Izuku's recently widowed mother, Inko, and a couple of other personal employees.

Meanwhile,

In a pub shortly away from the deck, were two young men known as Bakugou Katsuki and Kaminari Denki playing cards with a couple of Swedish men.

The puff of the cheap cigarette in Katsuki's lungs almost made him cough. A shock for him, as a skilled smoker from the ripe age of 12. Now, at 19, he knew not to lose his focus at a moment like this.

"Kats, you're an idiot!" Kaminari broke Katsuki's thoughts of the next move. "You bet everything we have!" He whined.

Katsuki blew the smoke he'd been holding towards the other's face. "When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose," He scoffed.

The other two men argued in Swedish, presumably about how one of them had bet two third-class tickets on The Ship of Dreams. Otherwise known as the RMS Titanic.

After years of doing this, Katsuki knew how to keep a poker face. He was used to gambling on where he was going next, figuratively and literally.

"Sven?" He called the man's name, indicating a trade of cards.

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