Coffee Beans and Blood-Stained Jeans

Surprising Answers

Katsuki POV:

I glance down at my phone again, double checking the address Shin...Hitoshi sent me. I've spent all day nervously pacing around my room, at a complete loss for words. I feel bad for shutting Izuku out, but I can't talk to him; not yet, until I know what's going on.

If I forget about the ending, last night was great. Hitoshi was such a nice and funny guy, and despite how hard I tried not to, I had a really good time. For once, I could actually see myself dating him, even with my feelings towards Izuku. Hell, if I was honest about them, thinking about what Hitoshi said, we could probably all be together. It wasn't something I'd even considered, but hearing him admit that he not only liked me and Izuku--he was okay with me liking someone else and him--was so much more liberating than I'd ever even thought about. 

Hitoshi had given me hope, which is something I haven't felt in a long time. So, when the date ended with him nearly getting shot, and not batting an eye, I'd been devastated. I am devastated. What is... I need answers. I can't decide what to do until I have all the facts. 

Which is why I've been pacing around my room all day, refusing to talk until Hitoshi texted me. I'm already all dressed, wearing just some simple black jeans, a t-shirt, and zipper hoodie. I didn't bother to wear any jewelry, besides some hair-ties and a long necklace, just so I have something to fidget with. I walk out of the room, lacing up my black converses, and glance around the dorm. 

I know Izuku mentioned that he was going to see his mom earlier, so normally he'd be gone all day, but I just want to double check. I'm not ready to run into him. I notice he isn't, so I grab my keys, phone, and head out the door, locking it behind me. I head down to the parking lot, heading to my old Ford mustang. Most people are surprised to find out that Izuku and I have the same car, but he takes a lot better care of his. While the red of mine is nice, I don't really care all that much about it. It gets me from point A to point B, and that's all I care about. Izuku, however, is so adamant about keeping his car in such good shape. It's actually kind of surprising to me. 

I hop in my car, starting the ignition, and putting Hitoshi's address into my GPS. I pull out of the parking lot, and follow its instructions. Driving is normally super soothing for me, but I can't even relax, with my mind so preoccupied with answers. I'm honestly surprised I haven't already blown something up. Normally, with how much I'm sweating, and how stressed I am, my hands would already be sparking. 

I shake my head, focusing on the road. Before long, I pull up to a large gate, with a giant mansion behind it. I blink, triple checking the address. The mansion is at least four stories tall, gilded in white and gold. It's got large gardens, with fountains, and there's even woods nearby. 

The address is right, so I pull up to the gate, and see a little port sticking out, with a camera and button. I roll down my window, and press it, staring at the camera. 

Something clicks, and high-pitched voice answers, disinterest in her voice. "What business do you have with the Shinso residence?" 

I clear my throat, my nerves steadily rising, "My name is Katsuki Bakugo, and I'm here to see Hitoshi." 

I feel her hesitate, before her voice changes, sounding much more pleasant, "Oh yes, Master told me to expect you. Let me open the gate, and you can pull in. Feel free to park wherever." 

I flinch at the label 'Master,' but drive into the mansion once the gate opens. I came here for answers, and I'm going to get them, dammit. I park on the loop near the front door, since she said I could park anywhere, and I have a feeling I could get lost very easily.

I hop out of the car, shoving my keys into my pocket, and walk towards the front door, knocking on it. The door opens, and I freeze, recognizing the person holding it open.