Several days had passed and Izuku loved his friends that Kacchan made last week. He was surprised that he had 2 sets of twins in the group, and a few days later more had joined their group. Shouto and Sero joined the next day and Iida became a part 2 days after that. He had earned Izuku's trust after all that had happened, he seemed very understanding and never reprimanded or apologized to Izuku, continuing to treat him like a friend even after what they told him about his past.
A few times he ran or caught a glimpse of All Might in the hallways but so far he has never joined their classes, let alone even looked in his direction. Snipe was seen by his side too, and the verdanette discovered that he had to be with the musclehead for monitoring. That eased his fears somewhat, he did not want to deal with Ass Might right now, even if he apologized.
Before anyone knew it, September had arrived and the next group training was about to take place, and they were told one thing: Make sure their Hero Costumes were ready to go.
Izuku panicked as his first outfit failed miserably and he never was able to find a fabric that met any of his requirements. By the final week before the next training session, his stress started to get more noticeable.
"Breathe, Izuku. We'll figure something out." Katsuki said as he rubbed his brother's back as the verdanette was hyperventilating for the 2nd time that day. "If needed you can step aside the training, he did allow us that if we couldn't find anything."
"I already missed the first week Kacchan! I can't miss any more days!" Izuku yelled and had to sit down as he became dizzier. "A-and the fabrics that claim they are both waterproof and fireproof, they are nonexistent, like how complicated is it to make one?"
"I know, but you can't stress yourself over this right now." Katsuki said again, holding one of Izuku's forearms to monitor his pulse. He didn't need him passing out again.
"Um, excuse me?"
Both looked up and the soft blonde had to suppress a shudder as a female with...arachnid features suddenly appeared in front of them. She had bright golden eyes, medium-length curly brown hair, two sets of arms and her lower body had the abdomen and legs of a spider.
"What do you want? Can't you see we don't want to be bothered?" Katsuki growled, releasing small blasts in his hands. "Unless it is important, get lost."
The student flinched but still held her ground. "I-I hope it would be importante, I heard that you are looking for a fabric that is both waterproof and fireproof i-is that correct?"
"You telling me that you know where we can get them?" Katsuki growled, not believing this female arachnid one bit. "Out of all the experts, you know where we can get what we need? I call bullshit."
"I am offering to help, jackass. I know you may be frustrated but I am telling you I might be able to help, I can't guarantee anything!" She said, now getting pissed that her offer is being thrown back in her face. She was starting to cry in frustration. "F-fine, I won't help. Not the first time someone refuses my offer, nor the last."
"Why you-"
"Katsuki!"
Katsuki flinched as he heard his brother snap at him, calling him by his first name. That was his warning to the blonde that he was being disrespectful. Dammit.
Izuku regained some of his stability back and looked at the student. "D-do you know where we can find what we need? It needs to handle my flames for long periods of time but also needs to keep my core above 100 even when wet."
The girl put her fingers in her mouth and pulled out several threads, causing the blonde to step back a few steps and trip over his bag. The female arachnid looked at him with an upset look before knitting them together with her fingers and biting it off to make a small cloth.. "I-here is a small patch that you can test, so if that works for you, meet me in the Outfit Class on the first floor. If you are not bothered with it being organically made I would like to help you out."
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Life Within a Tarot Deck
FanfictionIzuku is at the breaking point where he was about to end it all. The abuse from home, at school, and no one to believe him that he needs help was too much to bear. What if someone suddenly hears his cries, yet they were the instigator? Will things m...