Of Flames And Quirks And Harmony

CHAPTER 10: The Sun Of The Night

Ochako was running after Sawada's poss as she wanted to spend a little time with her savior. No, she does not have a savior complex, she swear!

She was just confused why there was some kind of hostility between them and that guy named Bakugo. The dark purple haired lady even thrusted a small trident at him when he started marching at the green haired guy, in front of their teacher!

And don't get her started on the scene she arrived on. The Bakugo and Sawada with a bamboo sword and a long trident in between them scene. That was the most outlandishly bizarre thing she could ever arrive at on the first day - first hour, even! - of school.

What was the story behind that? Do they all know each other? She's going to find out.

"Ooiii, you guys!" She called after them to grab their attention. "Are you going to the metro? Wait for me!"

They did stop, curious glances flicking around each other answered with coupling shrugs as they don't know why she was halting them.

"Ah, it's the infinity girl," the sword guy greeted her.

"I'm Ochako Uraraka," she greeted back with a wide smile. "And you're... Takeshi Yamamoto-kun."

The tall, tan-skinned, brown-eyed guy smiled heartily. "Nice to meet you."

She continued her naming of them, just to get it right. "Hitoshi Shinso-kun."

The wisteria-eyed guy said "wizz," in affirmation.

"Chrome Dokuro-chan."

The teen woman's face got flustered as a small, shy smile plastered her lips.

"Hayato Gokudera-kun."

The silverette clicked his tongue in annoyance. "What do you want, woman?"

Her eyes landed on her savior. They called him with a name for him of their own so she didn't exactly know what's his name. But the most pronounced - actually most loud - one was "Juudaime Sawada-kun?" she asked in confirmation, tilting her head.

"Hie?!" he reacted, face paling.

"Haha, Hayato is contagious," Yamamoto said laughing. The others laughed as well, while Gokudera seemed proud.

"Just Tsuna, Uraraka-chan. My name is Tsunayoshi but it's a mouthful so please."

"Oh, ok, Tsuna-kun," she giggled, laughing at her own mistake. She then moved her gaze towards the greenet who had cold vibes. "And you are Deku Midoriya-kun!" She beamed, thinking she had the name right.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh in a face palm was loud and resolute she felt like there was a sudden heavy burden on her shoulders, with tension falling upon them as it took its place as the center person of their group.

"E-eh?" She asked, confused and somewhat fearful. "But that's what that guy Bakugo-kun called you so?"

Midoriya looked at her with a face that's about to laugh but then he shook his head. "Actually my name is Izuku. The name Deku is just a deragatory name Kacchan used - and apparently still uses - to mock me." He was scratching his head while looking away at her as he explained. "Kacchan and I have known each other since the day we were born. You can say we're childhood friends, if the gap in strength between us didn't tore us apart. Kacchan had his quirk at an early age while I didn't. We both drreamed of being the greatest hero, but when my quirk didn't appear on the right time, Kacchan got impatient and beat me up in all ways possible." He pulled his glove off a bit and showed the underside of his wrist, where a horrid-looking star-shaped scar was pelted against the milky pale skin.

Ochako gasped at the sight.

"Ugly, isn't it?" His question brought Ochako out of her stagnated stupor. He withdrew his hand back to his pockets. "This is just one of the many scars Kacchan left me with, or I got from him before I vanished from him, that is, since the day my mom died, I just, disappeared from the whole neighborhood." He shrugged his shoulders. "On the physical side, at least. I can't show you how many scars I actually have, or you might think I'm downplaying Kacchan too much, since I have scars that were not from him. Anyways, Kacchan would beat me up emotionally, too. The name Deku? Well, he said that my name can be read as useless in kanji, thus the name Deku."

Ochako tilted her head as she hummed. She had this thought in her mind ever since she's heard Bakugo call Midoriya as Deku. "I don't know if it's just me, I mean, Deku kinda sounds like Dekiru, like I mean, you can do it..." she trailed off as she heard soft giggles. "What's so funny? she pouted.

Midoriya looked up at her, face in a soft and warm smile Ochako felt like hugging the teen. "Hi, I'm Deku." He held out his hand.

Tsuna and the rest snorted.

Ochako was still in a trance from Midoriya's smile, too enticed in the warmth of welcomeness the greenet was emitting. It was like her mind was drifting off to another world; a world of camaraderie, of friendhsip, of love, of loyalty, of family.

There was a warm feeling of importance deep inside of her that yearned to be free and she wanted to repricicate the attention. It was a gentle and soothing presence, so pretty and warm and interesting, like it would chase all her probpems away, and all of Ochako's life was spent chasing it. Incredible beauty and calmness that overtook every nook and cranny.

She wanted it. She needed it. Give her the flames.

She was too engrossed in basking in Midoriya's open offer that she didn't realize her eyes growing hot as it turned to a shiny yellow hue. She slowly reached out to his extended hand, and grasped it, feeling her whole body exploding in a rainbow of flames, all warm, hugging her in an accepting embrace. There was only one word, and one hting only, on her mind.

"My Sky," she whispered so reverently. She could hear Tsuna's gasp, but she ignored him.

Midoriya took their clasped hands and brought to his chest, over his heart, and covered it with his other hand, holding it like it was his most precious treasure.

"My Sun," he replied ever so softly.

Shinso wrapped an arm around her. "Welcome to the Family," he said warmly.