Dance With The Devil

 The hero Deku, aka Izuku Midoriya, was lying on the roof of Yuei in a uniform sewn for the cultural festival and enjoying the beautiful sunset.

It was so quiet... so peaceful..." Midoriya sighed, watching the clouds slowly drifting somewhere, and the sun slowly setting below the horizon. Finally, for the first time in a long time, he really is resting. It's a really great feeling when you can just lie there and look up at the sky and not think about anything. To rest.

 Some will ask: What about vacationing with friends? - Perhaps Izuk will have nothing to say to you.

  No, no, don't think so. He has friends. For example, the young gravity lord, Ochako Uraka. A kind girl who never leaves in trouble. (But who brazenly hits on him and at the same time calls him a nickname that reminds him of his weakness. I wonder if it's too late to sweep the hero's name away?)

   Or Tenya Iida. Such a responsible and courageous person is almost nowhere to be found.( But who will begin to press you at the slightest failure, and will not give life with its constant restrictions. After all, Midori is already short of cells in life, eh?)

     He also has a relationship with the beautiful Tsuyu Asui. A strong-willed and trustworthy frog girl, who has no way of teaching him how to address her by her name. ( Perhaps because her long tongue is associated not only with quirkiness, but also with truthfulness and a complete inability to "soften corners. Izuku is not sure if he can call by name someone who constantly reminds him that his quirk does not go away.)

      But there's also Shoto Todoroki. A man who will burn in the fires of hell anyone who crosses the line and hurts someone he cares about. Apparently the person is so precious - that he begins to shadow you and control your every action. It is as if Midoriya were a thing and could be made his property.

    -If I have friends, why do I still feel so alone? Why is it so hard for me?" Izuku asked the clouds, knowing full well that he wouldn't get an answer from them, -though I did get what I always dreamed of-a whim from the All might  himself that opened the door to the world of heroes.

 -Maybe support and friendship is too much for me? And Kacchan was right. I'm not going to be very happy in this life, am I?

   He said this out loud, and then closed his eyes and fell into a half-slumber. What he hadn't noticed yet was the young heroine Earphone Jack, who had come to thank him for his support and good performance at the festival, but instead discovered a lot about the Class 1-A cinnamon bun. And she thought very hard about it. She hadn't realized that Midoriya was haunted by loneliness.

***

    Opening his eyes slightly, Izuku found himself on the same roof. It was already a little dark and a little cold. It was only when he tried to stand up to go indoors that Izuku noticed the difference.

    Or to be more precise, she made herself known by yanking Izuku sharply backwards, and running her hand lightly over his head. Heyyyy! A woman's hand!

  -Well, now, Midoriya, take it easy. You almost caught a cold, and now you want to fly off the roof? (Swan.)

    The speaker was Kyouka Jirou, who kept him from falling, lowered his head to her lap, and smiled softly at him, stroking his head gently again. Meeting his gaze, the girl stared up at the sky.

-However, I agree that the sunset here is really unforgettable.

   -How long have you been here, J-jiro-san?" Midoriya asked her in a slightly shaky voice. Not so much from the cold as from a bad feeling.

  -Not at all," Kyouka shook her head. - I just wanted to say thank you, Midoriya.

    Izuku opened his mouth childishly, not quite sure how to respond. Thank him? Him? For what?

     -I'm beginning to like your habit of thinking out loud. - For your help, Bean. For the support you gave me before the festival. It's more important than it may seem. So thank you, Midoriya. I'll be glad if you want to hear me play again.

   Izuku's cheeks glowed, this praise was...nice. Izuku felt the sincerity with which the girl spoke. Nice, and perhaps so unaccustomed...

    -It's my pleasure, Jirou-san," Izuku tried to smile at her, but his nervousness and remnants of his melancholy mood gave him away.

God, what a shame...

    -Kyoka. - I don't insist, but I'd appreciate it if you'd call me by my name. That's what friends do, right?

    A light wind blew and the teenagers shrugged. It was beginning to get cold. Kyoka stood up carefully and helped Midoriya up, then pulled him toward the exit.

   -You'll get so cold, I think we should go inside, Izuku. Do you mind if I call you that?

 -N-no, I don't mind, Kyoka. Of course not." Izuku answered her. Calling her by her first name wasn't familiar.    

  -You can refer to me as before if you want, I do not want to push you.-An encouraging clap Kyoka classmate on the shoulder.

    -No, it's okay, it's just a little unaccustomed... -Midoriya hesitated as an idea came to him. - And if you don't mind, can you play me something, from the time before the quirks?

    When he said that, Kyoki's face lit up. She grabbed his hand and rushed to her room. -And you still ask? Of course!

I'd like it if you'd call me by my name. That's what friends do, isn't it?- Izuku couldn't get those words out of her head. Does she really want to be his friend?

***

      -Well, here we are," Jirou said excitedly as they entered the room. - What song do you want? I've got a whole collection here!

     And I also had great noise insulation in the room. So it was the perfect place to make music or sing.

     Kyoka opened her laptop, and a VERY impressive list of songs opened up to Izuku's gaze. Jiro began to walk slowly through the list, waiting for the freckled man to be ready to make a choice. Just as suddenly, the guy stopped Kyoki's hand a little abruptly, and looked at one particular song in admiration and amazement.

    -I had no idea I'd find this song here! Do you have any music from it? I want to play it so bad!  *I wish she wouldn't say no*

   -Just music? Yes, I'll find it..."-Kyoka was interested. It was a song dear to her soul. Izuku wants to sing it?

   Kyouka found the music for one of her favorite songs, Midoriya sighed a full breath, and Jirou pressed "Play" with trembling hands.

  -Music came out of the speakers, and Izuku began to sing

Here I stand
Helpless and left for dead

Close your eyes
So many days go by
Easy to find what's wrong
Harder to find what's right

  Jirou trembled. His voice... It was as if his very soul began to sing.

I believe in you
I can show you that
I can see right through
All your empty lies
I won't stay long
In this world so wrong

Say goodbye
As we dance with the Devil tonight
Don't you dare look at him in the eye
As we dance with the Devil tonight

   Kyoka looked at Izuka, and listened to him completely mesmerized. Midoriya's soul was screaming, she knew it, and she could hear it now.

Trembling
Crawling across my skin
Feeling your cold, dead eyes
Stealing the life of mine

I believe in you
I can show you that
I can see right through
All your empty lies
I won't last long
In this world so wrong 

    Giving in to the impulse, Jiro walked up to Izuku and took his hands, touching his forehead with her forehead and moving to the beat of the music, she sang with him in unison:

Say goodbye
As we dance with the Devil tonight
Don't you dare look at him in the eye
As we dance with the Devil tonight
Hold on
Hold on (Oh)

Say goodbye
As we dance with the Devil tonight
Don't you dare look at him in the eye
As we dance with the Devil tonight
Hold on
Hold on

Goodbye

Kyoka and Izuku stopped, still looking each other eye to eye. Letting go of his classmate's arms, Midoriya put his arm around her waist.

     -You have no idea how easy I feel now, Kyoka. That was amazing, thank you.

    -You're welcome, Bean, I'm glad you feel better," the would-be heroes smiled softly at each other.

   Izuku felt his courage begin to leave him, but not wanting to let go of the beautiful feeling he felt, he said:

-I'd like to add that you really are a true friend," he began, and Kyoka tensed slightly. - What if I have a better idea?

    Kyoka's face lit up with a foxy grin, and she slowly intertwined her and Izuku's fingers. - Oh, I'd love to hear you, my little devil...