Izuocha's Love Stories

28 - HE'LL LOVE HIMSELF FOREVER

By FaintBlueIvy

CHAPTER ONE : Chaos

Chaos.

Utter chaos.

It was the only way to describe the scene in front of him. The kitchen was littered with utensils of all shapes and sizes. The girls of their class were messing around in the kitchen wearing personal aprons and most boys were hoarding the entrance as Yaoyorozu-san had had strictly established a plaque saying - "Trespassing will be a punishable offence". The curiosity of boys had skyrocketed when a laughing Sero-kun reminded everyone that it was February 14 tomorrow.

And for a moment there was a wave of pin drop silence before everything erupted. Which included boys bubbling with activity, tantrums and even boasts. And well...a literal microwave.

"Ashido-san!"

Yaoyorozu's panicked scream rang through the hall effectively stopping everyone. Out of curiousity the boys attempted another chance at peeking which failed miserably when Jirou slid open the door raised a jack menacingly at them, especially Kaminari who was at the front and loudly declared.

"Yaomomo asked you'll to stay outside. Didn't you hear? Want me to repeat? Alright listen you Morons! If you make another worthless attempt to peek again, I'll make sure that none of you'll get those chocolates. None."

She swirled around, entered the room and slammed the door right on their faces, shutting the nosy throng of boys outside the kitchen.

"Sato! Sato! My friend! You're making some chocolates too? Aren't you? You'll share some with me, right? Jirou said she won't!"

At Kaminari's bowling Sato smiled sheepishly. "Dude, I'm sorry, I didn't even remember that it was Valentine's! Haha!"

At Sato's denial, Kaminari fell into deep depression and Izuku found himself sweatdropping at his classmates' antics. It was a good thing that Iida was not here because Izuku was sure that the guy would definitely have had a heart attack by now.

In less than a few minutes the kitchen entrance was emptied with the exception of Mineta and Kaminari who were still trying to peek into the kitchen through the slight gap in the edges of the gate. Izuku rubbed the back of his neck, ready to see some explosions when Kacchan stood there glaring at the two of them. But surprisingly none came. He muttered a 'tch' and left back to his room. There was slight tension between them but it was slowly swirling away. And Izuku was undeniably glad about it.

He understood that he could never become friends with Kacchan but being his rival meant a lot to Izuku. Speaking of friends...

Where was Uraraka-san?

It was then out of sudden his brain flashed the information that she was at her internship today. Unlike lot of them, Uraraka-san worked the most number of days because more days meant more money which would help her to depend less on her parents' money. Izuku felt a twist in his gut to thinking about his classmate, no , his friend. She actually works the hardest among them, eats least, and still manages to smile like the brightest sun, no matter what. And Izuku had always admired that beautiful quality of hers.

"I'm home!"

The sound of her voice, as clear as the day bounced off the walls of the large hall and Izuku almost jumped. It was startling to hear the object of your thoughts out of nowhere. But Izuku turned his head to welcome her, only to feel a weird a bubbling sensation in his chest the at her large grin, and pink cheeks. Her disheveled hair bounced when she jumped beside him on the couch. The cause definitely seemed like her helmet.