The magical love story

Beauty and the Beast

One week later

Katsuki was in the garden of the Midoriya-Yagi castle, observing each plant, his eyes wondered off to a withering rose, that looked like it hasn't been getting water or sunlight in ages. The withering rose was different, compared to the other roses in the huge garden. The rose, seemed to have a little bit of sparkles around it, its red whitish colour seemed to glow, the more Katsuki moved closer to it.

The withering rose, glowed a little bit more, Katsuki realized that the more he crept closet to the rose the more it seemed to shine in his presence. Katsuki became curios on why the rose behaved like this. Moving back, slowly, step by step, Katsuki watched the rose. The rose seeming to lose its shine once more became less amd less bright from the loss of presence.

Just as Katsuki suspected, the rose seemed to enjoy his presence, seemed to shine whenever his around, seemed to have some kind of connection with him. Picking the delicate flower cautiously, from its home, Katsuki held the rose with such care and tenderness, that it looked like the rose was his child.

The rose shown brighter and brighter, to the point that Katsuki had to shield his eyes from the brightness, dropping the rose in the process. The rose's brightness became less and less bright, but still bright enough. Katsuki looked at the rose on the ground, staring at the beautiful colors that displayed in front of him.

The withering rose was no longer white with faded red, it was now deep crimson red, the colour of Katsuki's hypnotizing eyes, with orange highlights and gold sparkled around it. The rose looked so healthy and new that it would look like it was just planted.

Katsuki picked it up, the thrones brushing against his soft delicate pale, fingers. Katsuki was unaware of the presence that watched him, studying him. Their eyes trailing every detail, every curve in Katsuki's body, and every facial expression he made. Their eyes would not take their eyes over Katsuki.

Katsuki created a table for the rose, and a flower pot displayed in the case. Katsuki went closer to the plant, after setting it in its new pot, Katsuki' leaned down placing both he arms on the table and placing his head on them, tilting slightly to the right, while watching the plant.

The eyes of two people watching him, softened both emerald eyes. "I see why you like him so much Izuku, he is just so precious." Inko stated looking at her son, laughing at the hue of pink that fell over his cheeks. "Yes, mother, but, he doesn't like me." Izuku replied with a saddened expression, causing his mother to frown. 

"Izuku, dear, he does like you but doesn't realize it yet. Wait and see one day, Katsuki will be carrying the heir, and future King or Queen of this kingdom." Inko reassured her son, placing a hand on his cheek, giving him a warm smile.