Drafts

H U N G E R

          Yet another Shinsou Hitoshi fic, yes I am in love with this sleep deprived cat lover. 

'The ball soared through the air, all the way across the street, and into the neighbour's open window'

Chapter one, The calm before the storm

           As I said in the description, the ball soared through the air, all the way across the street, and into the neighbour's open window.

          A young boy around your age came up to the window, the surprised look on his face changed into confusion as he leaned out of it looking for the person who threw the ball, yet was not there on the ground. He was suddenly tugged back by a woman with light blue hair. You couldn't hear what they were saying, but you saw him hold up your red ball. The lady froze and went to the window. She shrugged her shoulders and ruffled his hair. They walked away hand in hand, and your spirits dropped. You realised you're probably not going to get your ball back.

          The sound of a door opening grabbed your attention, your neighbours door had opened. The woman and the boy came out and started looking around. This was your chance. You bolted downstairs.

"Daichi! Daichi! My ball!"

"Whats wrong!? wheres the fire!?" Your godfather called poking his shaggy brown head around the corner of the stairs.

"I threw my ball into the neighbours window! They're out there looking for me!"

"How'd you manage tha- you know what never mind, come on lets go get it," He took your hand in his big paw (more like just a hand covered in fur) and led you outside. The woman and her son were about to go back inside, but your godfather nudged you to go and call out to them. You hesitated for a moment.

"Um excuse me? I'm sorry but I threw my ball into your window by accident, can I have it back please?" You fiddled with your hands at the end of their driveway.

"Oh of coarse dear, you've got some throw to get it all the way up into little Hitoshi's room. Hey, why don't you come play in our backyard, if that's okay with your dad? We've got a swing set," Her soft smile shone brighter then the sun. There was something alluring about her, maybe it was her kind eyes or her periwinkle hair, that made her seem friendly and caring. Who knows, you didn't entirely care what it is, you still don't, but you know you that you wan't to be around her more. So, you couldn't say no.

"Oh wow thank you!" You said a big smile gracing your chubby cheeks.

"Hey Daichi! Daichi! can I go play in their backyard please?" You rocked on the balls of your feet. Grinning ear to ear.

"Of coarse, tell me all about it when you get back home okay?"

"Okay!" You ran back over to the nice lady.

"You can call me Mihoko or Ms. Shinsou if you wan't, whats your name?" She said bending down, hands on her knees and passed you your ball.

"Y/n L/n,"

"That's a lovely name, Hitoshi go play with Y/n in the backyard while I talk to her dad okay?"

          He gave a look of absolute terror to his mother, she motioned with her head towards the back of the house, a small smirk on her face. He looked back at you and rolled his eyes, he led you over to his backyard, Its big and surrounded by trees, flower beds and a swing set that sits in the centre.

_ _ _ _ _

          And that's how it started, your friendship with Shinsou Hitoshi. I mean sure, you do piss each other off sometimes but you get over it fast. Plus Mihoko and Hajime Shinsou love you, and I mean love you. They say you're like a daughter to them, you're always over at their house, hanging with Hitoshi, and they're great friends with your godfather as well. They would hackle Hitoshi if you did something wrong to ruin your friendship. But trust me neither of you want that. So don't worry. Okay maybe worry a little bit. Just a little.

          You were there for him when you entered middle school together, and he got bullied for his 'villainous quirk'. You found his quirk to be cool once you let him use it on you, it feels like your in a trance, your eyes glaze over and your body moves on its own accord. You've probably annoyed him with your voice so much that he can brainwash you whenever he wants.

          And he was there for you when you got bullied for having no parents, and for being quirkless. Yeah not very fun, not very fun at all. Especially all the name calling, that shit hurts. But you always manage to cheer each other up no matter the circumstances.

          Plus you are very proud to say that you, Y/n L/n, are the only person to make him laugh. Other then his parents. To be honest your not sure how or why, but you do remember it was late at night, you guys were probably drunk off no sleep and sugar. The usual. 

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