Moments Between

Yamikumo

Has anyone felt the waves of trauma rippling through their body because they have nowhere to go? Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, with rhe turbulent tide that constantly resides, flooding their heart and sinking their mind?
The weight of the ocean crashing internally, a sea layered in deep anxiety. There's no escaping from what's within, so well hidden under the water. The current in motion forms a hurricane of violent emotions while stirring up memories of everything they know.
The violent undertow that would ebb and flow, never showing on the surface, but would swallow them whole from the pressure below. Until they surrender once more to the unforgiving power that's taken such a sad toll, and quietly drown another death from inside the depths of their own submerged soul.
Their souls that are scarred and forever in debt, all due to an apology they'll never get - a constant reminder of their past regrets - pulsing through their souls so they wont forget.

Was it just Izuku and Tsuna, as a pair of Broken Skies, who ever felt this way? Surely, it can't be.

Izuku and Tsuna, as two broken Skies, balance each other out. There are some days where being in each other’s space is enough

There are days when Tsuna would just slam Izuku's bedroom door open, Dying Will Flames ablaze, and demand why Izuku is achingly empty; times where Izuku would remember abandonment and loneliness, and those feelings claw into his head and convince him that everything is temporary. That this harmony isn’t real, and soon he’ll be alone again. His flames cling tightly to Tsuna’s even as his body feels like it’s moving through molasses, listless and lethargic. Every movement takes up a little too much energy, and it makes him want to give up again.

Tsuna would always get so angry on those days, filled with fury that boils over into molten lava that a spar with Hibari and Reborn - combined or not - is insufficient to quell his thirst for the heads of those who made Izuku feel the way he does. His Night Sky has been made to feel small, diminished by other people who have no clue that they have tossed aside someone so precious. He wants to hunt them down one by one, prove to his Night how well he can protect and avenge, prove that these people were liars anyways. 

He would never abandon his other half. This feeling of wholeness. Tsuna would curl around Izuku’s lethargic body, tucking him so close until they are practically the same person. His flames, furious and protective, press down on Izuku’s, smothering him in a thick blanket. Instead of causing agitation, the angry and defensive Hard Sky Flames only serve to relax Izuku, weighing down on him comfortingly and reminding him that he is wanted and loved.  

Tsuna's clinginess would let up a little after Izuku feels reassured at last.

On some days, it would be Izuku who cannot bear to be separated from his Sky.

Thinking about how Mikumo had nearly never met his Sky, almost never had the chance to even have this homesafetypeace is enough to send Izuku into a panic every time. With wild eyes, his flames would reach insistently towards Tsuna's, coiling tight around them, unwilling to even imagine a world where Tsuna is gone and not here.

Tsuna - ever-knowing, ever-understanding - would curl into Izuku’s side in response, pressing the latter's ear to his chest, letting him listen to the thump-thump-thump of his heartbeat and twining his flames around Izuku’s. He'd reach for the hand scratching at Izuku’s throat and brings it to his neck, sliding two fingers onto his pulse so that Izuku can feel that he’s right here, and he’s not going anywhere.

(They will never know if this feeling is the result of Izuku unknowingly repressing his Sky instincts for a long time or if it was the Night Flames talking. It could also probably be due to his other Flames seeking more and more of a Sky, since Izuku had become an Inverted Sky which is now lacking.)