Constant smile - shinso x kaminari

Chapter Twenty Nine

Recap o'clock- Denki got escorted to therapy by all his friends but has just been confronted by Itsuki in Doctor O'Reilly's office. Gosh, doesn't this kid ever get a break?

"Answer boy." Itsuki slapped the back of his head. "Fuck you, you fucking prick." He quickly grabbed hold of Denki's chin, the smell of rotting teeth almost made the boy pass out. "Uh uh uh, you should be saying things like that to the person..." He traced the left sided long scar, "who gave you those." Denki struggled out of the monster's grip. "I'm not scared of you anymore, I have my friends, I have love and that's a lot more than you have." Itsuki laughed. "You crack me up, you think I give a shit about those things? I just want to see you die." Denki smirked. "Well that might be hard with this." He tried to use his quirk but it wouldn't work, did...did they suck all of the electricity out of him? Itsuki devilishly smiled at Denki's horror. "You can thank your dear friend with the quirk stopping quirk for that." Doctor O'Reilly was sobbing into their sleeve. "I'm so sorry, he found my children and was threatening to kill them." "Enough with the sobbing, it's time to go on with the show!" Itsuki lunged at Denki and strapped him to the chair before the boy had time to blink. "GET O-" The shaggy man, who looked as though he hadn't had a show in a couple years, slapped a big piece of tape over Denki's mouth. "Stop ruining it, this is my moment." The yellow haired boy looked at Doctor O'Reilly's eyes in desperation. "I thought a lot about which way to kill you since I saw you last." Denki's eyes pleaded with the doc's but they just sadly turned their head away. "And I thought about if I should torture you first before I killed you, I even stole a library book, but I just want to watch the life bleed from you eyes as quickly as possible." He pulled a knife from his pocket. "Any last words?" Denki caught Doctor O'Reilly's eyes again, they then lifted five fingers and brought one down each second. "Oh wait you can't talk ahaha." The knife got placed against Denki's neck just as the doc's fingers reached one. Suddenly a scream pierced the air and everything went to white.

The gang loitered in the lobby, awaiting the return of one of their valued members. Mina flicked through a magazine embellishing the latest celebrity scandal, Kiri had his face smashed against the fish tank glass, Sero and Bakugō were playing knuckles (the hand game) and Hitoshi was flicking through the many cat posts on instagram. "If you guys were a fish, which one would you be?" Sero turned his head to Kiri. "A clown fish obviously." With him not paying attention, Bakugō delivered a massive hit onto Sero's knuckles. "You basic bitch." "Ow!" "Did you know if the female clownfish dies, the male clownfish will change into a girl and reproduce the babies?" They all turned their heads to Mina with mild astonishment and disgust. "How do you know that?" Mina went back to her magazine. "I'm just an all knowing goddess." Hitoshi scoffed. "Yeah an all knowing goddess that got 45% on her math exam, right." Mina flicked him. "Shush tomato boy lover." Hitoshi blushed. As they went on with the fish conversation, she whispered in his ear. "Do you love love him?" Hitoshi pushed her away. "What noo." Mina did her excited little giggle. "You doooo, you so do. Have you told him yet?" He shook his head and twiddled with his thumbs. "I haven't found the right time yet but I did say it when he was unconscious." "Pfft, that doesn't count. Tell me the goss when you do end up doing it, I have to keep up my all knowing goddess status." Hitoshi smiled. "Yes ma'am." "So Shinso my man, what fish would you be? And please think about your answer more than these fools." Kiri asked. He gave it some thought. "I think I would be a-" The scream halted everyone in their place. Hitoshi sprinted to the office and kicked down the fucking door.

Hitoshi bursted into the office, immediately found Denki and held him in his arms. He saw Itsuki burnt to a crisp and the blood coming from Denki's neck. Hitoshi checked for a pulse. "HE'S NOT BREATHING." The others who had followed Hitoshi in, immediately got their phones out to call an ambulance and Aizawa. He rocked back and forth with Denki in his arms until the ambulance arrived. The paramedics took him from Hitoshi's arms and immediately started cpr and a defibrillator. Hitoshi crumpled to the ground and in doing so he caught a glimpse of Doctor O'Reilly. He gathered his strength and went over to the Doctor who was getting questioned by the police. "Why the fuck didn't you do something?" Attention was on the furious boy on a warpath. "I'm sor-" "Sorry isn't going to FUCKING BRING HIM BACK." Hitoshi launched at the doctor but was only able to get in one punch before being pulled off. "I did what I could." "Well it wasn't enough, was it?" He said, almost spitting at them with spite. As Hitoshi was being taken out of the office by one of the policemen, the paramedics looked at each other and started to talk to each other but he was already out of the room before he heard anything. He knew what they were saying though. Denki was officially dead.

As soon as the policeman let Hitoshi go, he was out of there. Despite the calls of his friends, he ran to the street and just kept running. He had no idea where he was but he didn't care. He felt like a piece of his soul had been ripped out of him. Buildings blurred past and after 20 minutes of running, Hitoshi collapsed on a bus stop bench. He felt like his brain was still on adrenaline mode, not processing it all yet, just being a jittery mess. "He's not breathing." Hitoshi whispered. "He's...he's not breathing." His eyes were blurry with tears and his face had a small look of disbelief. After of few minutes of sitting there, alone with the rumbling clouds, a car pulled up. "Son, get in the car." He didn't move so Aizawa got out of his car. "Hitoshi cmon." He seemed to finally notice his father's presence. "Fuck off." Aizawa was a little taken aback by the response. "I know you're hurting but let me tell you-" "You're parked in a bus stop, that's illegal so fuck off." Aizawa tried to put a hand on Hitoshi's shoulder. "Son I'm trying to tell you-" He aggressively pushed away the incoming hand. "I don't give a shit about what you're trying to tell me. Leave me alone!" Hitoshi ran forward. "Denki's a-" He started to cross the street and got pulled back to the sidewalk. Hitoshi was encased in a bear hug. "LET GO OF ME." he flailed against his dad but Aizawa wouldn't let go. "GET OFF." Hitoshi's energy was dwindling. "L-let me go...please." He sobbed into the shoulder he once pushed away. After five minutes, they unclasped each other. "Let's go home, Eri is making some hot chocolate." "I don't feel like hot chocolate." Aizawa gave a knowing smile, "If you get in the car, I'll tell you something that will make you feel better."

Hey Hi Hello. "Can't take my eyes off of you" because if I did you'd be dead (hehe). This story might be rounding to an end soon, I hope my writing has improved since the first chapters from 2ish years ago. And I hope you've been enjoying the book. Az alwayz, like, comment, subscribe, binge all of stranger things, have steddie as your favorite ship, think about writing a steddie fanfic.