Bloodlust- Himiko Toga

03

After FOUR FUCKING HOURS of horrible cgi, gore, and Katsuki screaming at the screen (the same way your grandpa did- did he understand the actors can't hear him?) you finally stepped out of the movie theater.

"What time is it?" You asked, bringing your hand up to shield your eyes from the bright sun.

"Thirteen-hundred." Katsuki states, staring straight into the sun. You scoff.

"Just fucking say it's one."

"It's not my fault if you're too fucking dumb for 24-hour time."

Rolling your eyes, you say "Tch" in an uncanny impression of Katsuki. He must assume you're making fun of him (because you are) and he spins to face you, palms sparking.

"What?" You ask innocently, starting to walk back the way you remember coming from. The blonde cackles as he smacks you on the back of the head.

"OW! What the hell? First you force me to sit through that shitty movie, and now you're attacking me?? That's low, even for you, Kats."

"You're going the wrong way."

You stop, turning to face him. "No I'm not."
It's just then that you spot a sign reading "Subway" pointing in the opposite direction. Katsuki follows your gaze, grinning as he sees you look at the sign. He points at it for emphasis and you give him the finger.

He gives you a look that's so smug you want to slap him. You scowl the entire way back to the station, refusing to talk to him. All those years of spending time with the Bakugos rubbed off on you- you were just as stubborn as Katsuki.

After a quiet ride, you break your silence to complain about your grumbling stomach.

As you and Katsuki step off of the subway, the boy teases "Hungry again? I'm shocked, with how much of my breakfast you scarfed down."

You smile. "It was delicious, thank you. But that was that was four fucking hours ago."

"Whatever. The old hag wants me to go shopping with her or some shit, so I need to go home."

"I'll just stop at a cafe or something."

"Okay. See ya." Katsuki sticks his hands in his pockets, slinking off in the direction of his house.

"Your pants are falling down." You say, in lieu of a goodbye. You do this every time and he still refuses to wear a belt.

"FUCK YOU, BLOOD BITCH!"

•

You didn't bring your wallet, so you realize you can't get lunch halfway to your favorite cafe. The weather is still pleasant enough that you don't mind the extra time outside. If you could forget about getting attacked last time... You'd say that going for walks is always relaxing.

You pass the park Katsuki drags you through when he makes you go on runs with him, and the creaking of the swings catches your attention. The park is empty except for a small dark-haired girl who's singing to herself, swinging back and forth very quickly. She looks to be about five, or maybe six- her feet don't even reach the ground.

She notices your gaze and waves you over. You sit on the swing next to her, wrapping your hands around the cool metal chains. You're not sure what it is, but the little girl is watching you in such a way that it makes you nervous. Something about her just seems... off.