Transfer {MHA}

Tree: Two Kinds

I burst out laughing, smacking Hitoshi's leg as Denki's hair stood on end. 

"You look so stupid right now man, and that's saying something." Sero cackled as he leaned back.

"Yeah ok, if I'm stupid what are you?" Denki spoke smugly.

"Not a fucking rocket scientist but smarter than you." Hitoshi followed by inhaling deep and exhaling without a sign of coughing.

"Alright, alright, but are we going to address how Bakubro has been acting?" Denki questioned, taking the pen from Hitoshi.

"He's been real fucked up since you guys came back from the League, did something super serious happen?" Sero asked, adding on to Denki's concern.

"I mean, the League was trying to play him into believing that I was against him the whole time. After that, my father, who was the one who taught us to fight when we were young, was killed in front of us. Following that up my mother was going to kill him if I chose not to join the Leag..."

Denki's intense coughing cut me off. "Holy fuck. I haven't heard the story first hand, just rumor about you burning out your mom's eyes."

Sero slugged. "Have some tact asshole, did you not just hear half the shit she just said?"

"Fuck, sorry. The filter between my brain and mouth is non-existent right now." Denki tapped my leg softly.

"You're good Denki, my rage flew out of control and my mom lost her eyes because of it." I sighed before taking the pen from him. "I haven't really told anyone but Hitoshi and Mr. Aizawa about what happened but..."

For close to 20 minutes Sero and Denki sat, mouths open in astonishment as I went over everything.

"That's so fucked, she just..." Sero cringed, pulling his arms in. "I hate it."

"I'm too shredded to even process all this shit man." Denki hung on Hitoshi's arm.

I patted Denki on the top of his head. "I'm fine, everything is going to be fine. The League is going down."

Denki grabbed my hand. "Together, Class A is going to make them regret attacking us."

Sero yawned. "Let's call it, we have class in a couple hours."

Hitoshi nodded. "We'll catch up."

Denki nodded and started down the tree we were sitting in, Sero not far behind.

What are you planning?

My eyes shot away from him.

I don't know what you mean.

You're blocking me, you also refused to tell anyone where you went for 30 minutes after you did dishes with Kirishima and Iida.

It's not important, I just went out for some air.

Bakugou saw you with Hawks, stop lying to me. What's going on? 

I'm leaving, and you can't fucking tell anyone. No one can know that I'm leaving or where I'm going.

Why? What the fuck is going on?

"Please let's just get down first." I grabbed his arm.

He pulled away. "NO! Tell me!"

I leaned forward and kissed him, pulling back after a few seconds. "I'm sorry, please forgive me."

Hitoshi was only confused for a moment before going limp and toppling off the branch he was on and into the crossed branches I had grew below. 

"Let's run this shit I guess."