What is there to lose? -Doukaza in MHA

I tried to get help by blinking in Morse Code

One thing I hate more than being Bakugo is being Endeavor, bros character fucks up so bad you can't even process it.

anyway, thx for the comments they are always fun to read.

sorry that this took so long I just decided that I would push it back and then it escalated

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Douma- 1st person

I don't know how I feel about this. I sat in the backseat of the car, looking out the right side window. I could see buildings move by as I watched, people walking down the streets and trees swaying with the wind. I don't remember how much time has passed, I had zoned out, my mind drifting to how I would be away from Akaza. Akaza, I could only imagine how he is reacting to our distance away from each other. I had thought of so many world where me and Akaza could have been together. Yet none of thoes ideas had slipped my lips, washed away into the world. Akaza had said no, I told myself, Akaza could live without me. I felt my heart plummet into a bunch of ice spikes. Akaza- without me? The thought made my hands form into fists.

Akaza said he would be waiting for me. Yet I was scared he would lose his patience and leave, for someone unworthy of a beauty like him. Such loving eyes that man had.

I broke out of my thoughts when the car had come to a halt. The driver waited patiently for me to get out. A smile formed, just act nice all for Akaza, do it all for him.

I thank the driver, giving him a warm smile. I grab my stuff, standing in from of the giant house Endeavor lived in. Fire... I thought to myself, always hated those fiery people, they somehow always had a way to my Akaza's precious heart.

I walked up to the Japanese like double doors, taking a deep breath I knock on the door. There was murmuring inside and the doors opened. In front of me stood a teen around my age, he was shorter than me, a small frown on his face. The guy had red and white half-and-half hair, which was quite a rare genetic to see. Another rare thing was 2 different eye colors which seemed to match the hair color. What an interesting person to mee-

SLAM

I felt myself blink in shock. Did he just slam the door on me? The door opens again and there was another person, she was older than the other. With grey eyes and glasses, she embarrassingly rubbed her back.

"Sorry about him, welcome! My name is Fuyumi and the one that opened the door first is my little brother Shoto." She says moving from the doorway to let me in. The area was quite a older Japanese style and it gave me quite a few flashbacks to some of the rooms from my cult.

"Well, it's nice to meet you! My name is Douma" I say, Fuyumi blinks at me before exploding into a ball of happiness. A happy smile fell on her face, and I felt myself soften on the inside. Even just looking at these people and I knew they have been through a lot. A star child I thought, the child that would try to glue the family back together again, to get everything right to erase the mistakes of the past.

"I can carry some of your bags and show you to the room you will be staying in." She says, gesturing for me to give her one of the few bags I was carrying. I do, handing her one of the lighter ones. We both walk through the house, and on the way I locate most of the important things. The living room, the kitchen, the bathroom, and anything else that might be of importance later. The room was plain and thoroughly cleaned, reminding me of a hotel room. I place my bags down near the bed looking around. There was a desk with a chair, a window that overlooked the backyard, and a small closet. A sense of calm rested on my shoulders. Maybe this might not be so bad...?

"Well," Fuyumi placed my bag down. "I hope you like it, I need to start dinner so if you want you can unpack? I'm sure Natsuo, my other brother can show you around when he comes home" Fuyumi smiles clapping her hands together. I blinked, she reminded me so much of that woman... her name was Kotoha?

"That sounds like a wonderful Idea! I'll be down in a bit" I declare. Fuyumi practically glows, walking out of the room with a lingering feeling of happiness. I sighed, I miss Akaza's warmth already.

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45 minutes later
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Well, I must admit it's been a long time since I've posted. Thanks for reading and commenting. I really hope you have a good day but this story will be coming to a close.

I hate to say it because I really did have a lot of passion for this story but I have lost interest in Demon Slayer. I might post another chapter but that would be a miracle in itself.

For now, this story is disconnected.

Sincerely, SunnySkelly