Some things are better left forgotten (vigilante deku)

Epilogue

13th January 2259

Third POV

"The threat Clara had over her head because of me was too much for me to bare, so I shut her out. Making sure she wouldn't get hurt because of me. It wasn't until I met you I started to get close to her again, but it was still limited." Izuku let out a sigh. "Back to the story, It didn't take long before the detective shut down any facilities connected with the name 'Ito Tanaka', ending the groups mission for good."

He leaned back into the sofa, his memories taking over.

Rumi held onto Izuku as he finished the story, her lips don't move, but her eyes thanked him for the story.

But he doesn't see them.

His eyes were somewhere else.

Remembering.

"Thank you Izuku." This broke his trance, pulling him back into the present.

"A couple years later, I met you. A girl who walked inside my heart like she always belonged there." He let out a chuckle as she does the same. "Took down my walls, and lit my soul on fire. She gave me hope that maybe I could be loved, and that I wasn't just some quirkless nobody. Maybe I wasn't a poison." He let out a sigh. "And I made a mistake when I chose to leave. After my 'death' I spent years in isolation, trying to avoid looking for you. In fear that you had moved on. But one day, as I was walking around the street, just buying some food for the week, inside some store I rarely go into. I saw you."

21st August 2256

My hands were empty, placed inside my jackets pockets, as I walked around the store, hoping to get a break from the heat outside. Sure, I could take off my jacket, but it was comfy and had a cooler inside that barely works.

I look around, my overgrown hair tied back and my lenses on to show yellow pupils.

And I saw something.

I saw her.

I froze in place as my eyes locked onto her figure, tracing everything that made my heart feel alive once more.

Her beautiful white hair was much longer now, reaching her hips. Her gorgeous red eyes were calm as they looked over the details on a bag of vegetables. Her plump nose, slightly scrunching up at the smell of all the food around her. Even the slight twitch in her delicate ears from the bustling noise off the street.

Even after all these years, I was still entrapped by her beauty.

She threw the bag into her cart and walked around the store some more. I felt myself leer around the corners, using my years of training so she wouldn't be able to notice me.

She completely distracted me from my own needs as I followed her around the store. Even to the point where I left the store with her.

I felt myself reach out to her, hoping that I would get a chance once more for our lives to begin again, but I stopped myself.

No.

I couldn't do this to her.

Not after all this time I've been away.

So instead of talking to her, I watched her walk away, thinking that it was better this way.

My eyes were locked onto her as all I could do was watch, but only one voice pulled me away.

"Come On!" I narrow my eyes to the group of teenager across the street. He was running after another kid, who seemed to be scared of the group. I secure my hood over my hair and watch closely.

I toggle with a small device in my pockets, my eyes slowly changing back to the familiar blue without anyone noticing.

I'm sorry Rumi, but it's better off this way.

13th January 2259

"And that is my story." I take a seat by her sofa, relaxing in the cushions as she took in my words. "I know you only asked for the two years, but I figured I should tell you that it was because I saw you, that I got to meet my son. I would've never left that store in time to see him if I hadn't seen you." I could feel tears threaten to leave my eyes as I combed my hand over her hair.

I gave her a soft kiss, lasting only a second.

"I love you."

I could hear her whisper, causing me to crack a smile.

"I love you too."

I felt myself relax, my story finally being told to someone.

It was freeing.

A weight I didn't realise I was holding being lifted from my shoulders.

A weight that only pulled the girl next to me closer inside my heart.

Her grip on me controlled my heart, calming me with every second that passed.

Several years apart catching up to us in an instant, like I never left.

As I laid next to her, I knew exactly what's next.

Because she was the answer.

She always was the answer.