Izuku's weary figure settled onto a barstool, the fading sunlight filtering through the windows casting a soft glow on his disheveled appearance. Luna circled him happily, her wings beating rapidly as the shiny feathers caught the sunlight, creating a dazzling display.
The clink of glasses and hushed conversations filled the air as the scent of aged wood and lavender hung around him, as his eyes caught the sight of Mira.
With an almost motherly concern, Mira approached, her steps graceful as she came to stand beside him. Mira's keen gaze, as sharp as ever, picked up on the signs quickly - his torn cloak, burnt gloves, and dirt on his skin.
"Tough job, Izuku?" she inquired gently, her voice carrying a mixture of empathy and curiosity.
Izuku looked up at her, offering a faint smile. "Yeah, Mira. It was tougher than I anticipated," he replied, his tone weary but resolute. He had to fight a bunch of vulcans, and while it was easier. He had to protect Luna since she was still a fledgling.
Mira's eyes shifted to the cloak draped over his shoulders, its fabric burnt and torn by battle but still bearing faint remnants of protective enchantments. "Your clothes doesn't seem to have fared well either," she observed, her voice tinged with sympathy.
Izuku let out a shamefilled chuckle, his fingers tracing the frayed edges of the cloak. "It's a magic-resistant cloak, but it seems my own magic is overpowering its defenses," he explained with a hint of frustration. "This is the 5th cloak this month alone. I am spending most of my savings on enchantments and accessories itself."
Mira nodded understandingly, her expression empathetic. "Your magic has always been extraordinary, Izuku. It's only natural that it breaks the enchantments on the cloak," she remarked.
Leaning back against the bar, Izuku let out a sigh. "You're right, Mira. But I can't leave it like this. I need to do something about this before I become broke," he admitted, his tired eyes looking distant as if he was contemplating the idea.
*Chirp-chirp*
It seems Luna agrees with him.
A spark of idea lit up Mira's eyes. "Then why not consider getting new clothes that can better withstand your magic?" she suggested, her voice warm and encouraging.
Izuku's gaze shifted back to her, a faint glimmer of curiosity in his eyes. "That's a good idea, but I wouldn't even know where to start looking," he confessed, his tone somewhat sheepish.
Mira's lips curved into an understanding smile. "It's not always easy to know where to find the right enchanted attire, especially when the magic is as unique as yours," she acknowledged, her voice carrying a comforting tone.
A thoughtful pause hung in the air before Izuku's curiosity got the best of him. "You're right. But you seem to have a good sense of style, Mira. Do you have any recommendations?" he inquired, his gaze hopeful.
Mira's playful grin returned, a sparkle in her eyes. "Ohh. You think I have a good sense of style then?," she teased as she leaned on the table teasing him.
A light tone of blush adorned Izuku's face, "T-that's not what I meant. I-I mean I am not saying, you don't have a good style. It's just, you are a model and a - *OWW*," his embarrassment was saved by Luna, as she pecked his chin sitting on his shoulder.
Mira chuckled seeing the sight of a blushing Izuku and his possessive pet.
"Anyways thanks for appreciating my style. But while I might be a model, my expertise lies more in the realm of regular fashion and swimwear," she admitted. "Magical armors and the like are mostly Erza's department."
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Fairy Tail's Sun Guardian
FanfictionWhat happens when Izuku Midoriya breaks after relentless bullying and abuse from his family, friends and society? He gives up. But, fate had other plans for him. Giving the boy who had a pure heart a another chance in life was the plan. A life at a...
