You opened your eyes. Squinting, adjusting to the light, you awoke to someone shaking you to consciousness.It was an air hostess. You had landed. Your eyes grew wide and you jumped up in excitement almost knocking the poor air hostess over. You had reached Musutafu. UA. You couldn't believe it. You were almost shaking in excitement.
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You hopped off of the airplane with your luggage and began to look around the airport until you found a sign that said Y/N scribbled on an old piece of cardboard. Holding it was a man with droopy eyes, long jet black hair and a scarf that looked more like a bandage. He was standing with the sign and.......sleeping? How was he sleeping while standing?
"Um-" you started, "Mr. Aizawa-?" He snapped back into consciousness. "Huh" He slurred, still half-asleep "Are you Y/N?" You slowly nodded. "Get into the car. I'll take you to your house."
You obeyed and sat in the passenger's seat. "Do you work at UA, Mr. Aizawa?" You tried to make small talk. "No, Y/N. That's why I am responsible for helping you get settled." He responded. You suddenly felt very stupid for asking such an obvious thing. The rest of the car ride was spent in silence.
"Okay, Y/N. We're here." Aizawa said. You peered out of the window and gulped. It had been so long since you had set foot into this place. It brought back so many fond memories. You stepped out of the car.
"Do you need any help with your luggage?" Offered Aizawa.
"Well I-"
"Okay, that's perfect. Call me if you need anything." He interrupted as he sped off quickly. "But you haven't even given me your number!" You exclaimed after him but he was long gone.Sighing, you entered the house. Your house. You wandered around the house. Everything was exactly as you remembered. You looked at the side of the doorframe with notations marked on it. Your mother used to measure your height and make a streak. You could see the ages 1 year, 2 years all the way up to 6 years....and then it was gone.
You opened the door to your bedroom. It felt so much like home. You rushed to the window and opened it. You wondered if they still lived there. But when you tried to peer out, you couldn't see much. Only a tall, beautiful sakura tree, its branches spreading all over, one almost coming into your room. You sighed once again and began unpacking.
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In the evening you decided to take a stroll around the block to explore, see if anything much had changed. Maybe even make some friends?
You entered the local park. You smiled at the memories it brought back. You would come to this park with your mother everyday as a child. You spotted a boy in an orange sweatshirt.
The boy looked up from his phone and met your gaze. His ruby red eyes widened. A gust of wind blew over him making his dusty blond hair quiver and you could smell a burnt caramel scent blowing over from him.
"What do you think you're looking at, extra?" He rasped. The boy seemed all too familiar. You felt like you knew everything about him.
"Hi!" You greeted him, "I just moved into a place around the block. Well, I mean not 'just' because i used to live here before and now I-"
"-Tch," he interrupted your rambling, clearly not giving a shit and began walking out of the park.Well, that was kinda rude! You thought to yourself. "Hey!" You called out, "I was talking to you, you know!" The boy simply turned around and glared at you "You should go back home, you know. Kids are known to go missing from this park at night." He swiftly turned around and began walking out.
Huh? There was no way that could be true. But that line too seemed all too familiar to you. Nevertheless, you started walking home.
A few minutes later you found yourself walking next to the boy from the park. "You following me home, extra?" He accused you loudly. "You wish!" You snapped back. Your houses just happened to be in the same direction. "Fine! See if I care!" He yelled.
Finally, you had almost reached your house. The boy was still walking next to you. "Alright" you said motioning in the general direction of your house, "This is me."
"Huh! What're you talking about extra? This is me." He said and began entering the house right next to yours. He was your next door neighbour! You gasped.
Wait. You had realised something. You looked at the nameplate. It said.... "Bakugou"
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Him Again (Bakugou Katsuki x Reader)
FanfictionWhat happens when Bakugou reunites with his childhood friend, Y/N after seeing 9 years later? Does Bakugou feel differently about Y/N now that he's seeing her after so long? Why has everything changed between them? Their paths seem to cross all th...