Obtainable

Chapter 1

Izuku always thought what he chased after was never going to be something he could achieve. He knew it was never going to be obtainable, it was unrealistic, impossible even. Now he wasn't talking about being a hero, no he believed in himself with that, he knew he could do it. What Izuku was thinking about was something that pushed and pulled at every corner of his being until it consumed him, and he didn't have the choice to think of anything else. A deep pair of ruby eyes with a soft and plush looking lips that spit venom at every chance they could get. The scent of caramel during a hot summer day, it was always his favorite smell other than his mom's katsudon.

It was a normal day for him and his classmates, well as normal as it got around here. The usual clicks joined up talking about nonsense and new drama that went on in the school. It was lunch time, well nearing the end of lunch time, and their next time slot was health with Mr. Aizawa. They could be learning about human anatomy or about when they would be getting their soulmate initials. While Izuku wanted to know it was also something he couldn't bring himself to care too much about, knowing if he thought about it, he would pray a certain initial would pop up and he knows better than anyone not to wish for something impossible.

"Yeah, my body is still sore from the hero training yesterday. Of course, I want to be a hero, but does Aizawa always have to be so rough," Uraraka complained to Iida nodding in agreement, rubbing her lower back before peeking over Midoriya's shoulder to see what had his attention so deeply laser focused. While looking she got a glance of a sketch of a certain blonde-haired boy in the class before leaning back to her stance before. Feeling a pair of brown eyes glaring at him, he stopped doodling to look up at his friend. Slamming his notebook closed he went to defend himself on what he knows his friend probably saw. "It's just a few notes from yesterday's hero training, stop looking at me like that." he let out a nervous laugh. Hiding the fact he really didn't want her looking in his personal business behind a polite smile, he hated snoopers but this was his friend she was probably just curious since he was being so quiet, he excused for her.

Ochaco let out a sigh still glaring at her friend before dropping her gaze to the now closed notebook. "When are you going to tell him already," She spoke with annoyance in her voice but kept it hushed so only he could hear her. "This is just getting embarrassing; pining isn't a good look on you Deku-kun." she crossed her arms over her chest as she spoke in her hushed tone. While Izuku knew what she was saying was from a place of friendship it pissed him off a little bit, maybe it was the fact she was a little right and this was going on for far too long or maybe it was that she had no idea what she was talking about and didn't understand the relationship him and Katsuki had. He was about to defend himself, or maybe tell her she was right, but the bell ringing beat him to it. The students began filing back into their assigned chairs, Midoriya letting out a sigh of relief that the conversation was over and he didn't have to deal with her judging look and words anymore. He looked back down at his notebook wanting to continue before the teacher got here, he really was writing down analysis from yesterday's training it just was about the blond. Before he could stop himself, his eyes were already trailing up. The ash blonde hair, the slight redness of his nape, his undone collar, and his ruby eyes? Thinking back to what his friend said moments prior, mainly about his one-sided pining, he got lost in thought not noticing the ruby eyes he fantasied about were now staring back at him.

"The fuck are you looking at shithead." the gruff voice making Izuku jump in his seat and immediately snap out of any fantasy that his mind was conjuring up. "Nothing, sorry Kacchan." The boy let out a grunt at his apology before looking back to the front of the class. Soon enough the door opened and Aizawa walked in, or more like dragged his feet till he got to the front of the room. "Afternoon, today instead of getting your textbooks out, we will be making new notes on soulmate initials or marks." the class straightened their backs at their teacher's entrance. Izuku already knew he was going to dread this lesson.