A Love That Blossoms (BakuKiriKami)

Chapter Six: Something Finally Happens- Sorta

Katsuki's Pov

I held my head in my hands. Those extras were finally gone, the urge to puke growing in me. I furiously grabbed the trashcan and leaned my head over it, however, instead of puking, I started to cough harshly, my whole body trembling with weariness.

The coughing fit lasted way too long, tears welling up at the corners of my eyes. A velvety texture flooded my mouth and one more cough dislodged the object, or rather, objects into the trashcan.

I stared down in horror at the blood spatter petals in the trashcan. I wasn't an idiot, I knew what this was. But....why the fuck were they my favorite flowers, and was the a petal of a decaying rose?? What the hell. Whose favorite flowers were the decaying kind. I felt the urge to puke again but managed to hold it back.

I knew the flowers were different, there had to be at least two different kinds of tulips and then the decaying weird ass one.

I wiped my mouth and realized that blood had gotten on my hand. What the hell. Not only did I have this pathetic ass burden but it was THREE fucking people?? Not only did I have to manage to get one extra to 'like me back' but three?! Or I would die?! What the hell was this shit!?

I set the trashcan aside and stood, going to the door. I was NOT going to die this pathetically. I needed to become the number one hero, I needed to live. But first, I needed advice from the one female I trusted with this information.

It actually ended up being two females that I ended up bumping into. I hadn't had Momo in mind but I guess she was pretty level headed, and would calm down the advice of the first person I was going to, Mina Ashido.

"Oi, Alien bitch," i said, she looked at me and smiled, "hey babes, what do you need?" she asked.

I hesitated before sighing, I wasn't going to back down from doing this now. "Advice. You and know-it-all, come to my room." I growled as a demand and turned on my heels, returning to my room and sitting on the bed.

A very confused Momo and Mina followed after me, "close the fucking door," I snapped.

"A please would be much appreciated," I could hear Momo mumble under her breath but she obliged.

Alien girl went over to me, noticing my overly serious and partially saddened expression she sat beside me. 

"Babes, what's wrong?" she asked. 

I didn't respond, instead I stared at the trashcan. Her gaze followed mine and she nearly choked.

"Hanahaki!? But- how? I thought- I thought the human body grew immune to that after the 2nd generation quirk users!!" she said.

Momo came over to see for herself, her lips pursed in a grim somber look, she looked up and met my eyes, "there are...three kinds of petals." she said slowly.

"So what," I asked, narrowing my eyes defiantly back at her.

Momo sat down beside Mina. "Katsuki. This is serious. When you developed unrequited feelings for several people, the disease spreads even faster....the average person can only live with loving one person unrequitedly for around 5 months to two years at most. Having three times the amount...you only have a little more than a month and a half to six months...." 

I looked down, then looked at her, "Then I have to find out who it is, and how to make them like me back."

Mina smiled a bit, but before she could say anything, Momo interrupted, "there is a surgery you could get, it can almost ruin your chances at ever falling in love again though."

My eyes widened, I didn't know there was another way out but by confessing, I nodded, "that sounds most logical."

"WAIT A DAMN MINUTE" Mina screeched an interjection, "what if they, or at least one of them, loves you back and you and them just dont know it?! What if they have Hanahaki over you!? Getting the surgery would just kill them in the process because you would therefore NEVER be able to love them back ever again, or anyone for that matter!!" 

I thought about it, then shrugged, "I doubt that's the case." I mumbled.

I was confident in myself 90% of the time, but when it came to romance, I knew I was no knight in shining armor. I was loud, stubborn, hot headed and a self-centered jerk. Someone who liked me- no - loved me, would be sick in the head.

"You don't know that for sure," Mina said, "now, do you know whose favorite flowers these are?" she asked.

I thought for a moment, then mumbled, "well...my favorite flower is the same as Dunce face and Shitty Hairs, a flame colored tulip."

Momo glanced over at the trashcan, "From what I know about flowers, both of them seem to be tulips, but deffinately came from different flowers due to the lack of yellow in one and the lack of red in another. Both have orange, however.

I nodded and then paused, "but why the fuck would anyone like a decaying rose?!" I snapped.

Mina paused, then said, "I've heard of this happening, it means that one of them..." she looked me in the eyes, "Is about to die from this very disease."

I paled, "So...that's it...they love someone else." 

Momo shook her head, "Not necessarily, it's true that the disease can stem from someone loving someone who absolutely does not love them back, however, most of the time it comes from one or more parties THINKING that the other person doesn't like them back...which is even harder because of the mental battle to get the person to realize they actually do love them back."

My head was pounding at this point, "so...there is a chance they could- or one of them at least- could like me back?"

Momo nodded, "It's a strong possibility."

Mina grinned and bounced up and down, "Ohhhh we're going to be like detectives cracking a case!!!" she said, "trying to find out who it is!!"

Momo nodded gravely, "it's a race against time."

I smirked weakly, "I guess I should be glad I'm good at winning then...."