I stepped onto the paved walkway of a strip of stores in Musutafu, Japan. It's fine, I thought to myself, It's not like he has other things to do. Of course he'll be there! Something in my head kept telling me that he wasn't going to be there. Stop it! I scolded myself and urged myself to move faster.
I could see people walking around and looking at the intricately designed window displays. I could smell the scents of sweets, breads and meats through open doors of shops and restaurants. The sound of people laughing and chattering filled my ears. My heart began to pound as I thought of what he might look like. Would I recognize him? He's 30 by now, he's probably changed a lot. Stop worrying, I told myself and glanced down at my apple watch. "Shit," I muttered under my breath as it was 1:30.
Where even was the small bakery we met at 20 years ago? Just then I spotted it. The bakery was still the old rusted looking building that had a fountain right across from it. My feet began to pick up speed before I could tell them to stop. My mind was racing with questions I would ask him and that made me go even faster. Before I knew it, I was practically running.
I stopped a minute later in front of the fountain and looked up at the clock, I sighed in relief when I saw that it was 1:34. I looked around hands practically clinging to the scarf at my neck. I turned around a few times searching for a familiar face, but never finding the right one. I gasped when our eyes locked.
His hair was tied back in a ponytail and he had some beard scruff. He was taller, a lot taller from when he was 10. He looked horribly tired and his hands were shoved into the pockets of his gray hoodie that he wore a gray flannel over. And for some odd reason, he looked handsome. "Oh my god.." I muttered and ran into his arms.
He embraced me in a tight hug. For a moment, it felt like there was no one but us in the world and all I could feel was the raising of our hearts.
"It's you," he whispered through my hair, "It's really you y/n." I felt something wet on my hoodie and realized he was crying.
"Oh no, don't cry otherwise..." To late. I began to cry into the crook of his neck as we squeezed each other tight. Trying to give comfort when we knew that they were happy tears.
He released me and his hands clutched mind softly, "Y/n, I missed you so much. More then you could ever know. So much has happened."
"I missed you too. I-I wish I could say the same about a lot happening but not much did," I giggled and felt a rough thumb glide under my eye, wiping away the tears.
"Really?"
"Yeah my life's kind of boring, actually," I said and wiped away his tears with my sleeve.
"I thought maybe you would have been married or something."
"No... No! No. I never found the right person," I said and my cheeks began to heat up.
"Yeah me either, I haven't had time."
"What have you been so busy with that you can't find a love life?"
"I'm a pro hero and teacher at U.A." My jaw dropped open.
"U.A.?!"
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I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my book! I won't be able to post as often, but I hope that doesn't change the quality of the book!
~CJ
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After 20 Years (Aizawa x Reader)
FanfictionDISCONTINUED "Let's meet, right here. This exact place. This exact time," Shouta said and glanced up at the clock. "1:34. I know you're only 8 but-" "Let's do it," you said and grabbed his hand. "Promise?" "Promise," you replied and hugged him aroun...