Author note: it's my birthday, so every story is getting an extra chapter while on hold.
Days later
*we see izuku walking back to his old neighborhood. He was wearing a face mask, so it was one of the rare times that izuku wasn't smiling in public since he didn't really feel like smiling right now. Why, you may ask? Because it was finally time, for izuku to pay his end of the bargain. He was gonna go have a meal with his mother and have a conversation with her. So yeah. Safe to say, izuku's mood wasn't the highest.*
Masaru: Hello, midoriya
Izuku:" God darn it. Can't I have one day without the bakugo coming to ruin my day?"
*izuku thought as he took his face mask off and turned around, his smiling face looking like when alastor talked about Susan. Masaru, seeing the annoyed smile on the boy, remained firm, with his back straight and his hands on his back.*
Masaru: it's been such a long time since we've had a conversation
Izuku: Not nearly enough time if you ask me. How about we schedule a talk on April 31st?
*izuku said with a bright smile since, of course, there April didn't have 31 days. And giving the unamused expression on the born haired man's face, he knew that. Masaru crossed his arms, looking looking less unamused and more annoyed that this boy would use that trick a second time.*
Masaru: You already used that trick on mitsuki. It's not gonna work on me
Izuku: To be fair, it also worked on your son. When he wanted to fight, I told him to meet me on June 31st. The bakugo bloodline. Not a high IQ group of people now, are they?
*Izuku said with a chuckle, as he put his hand at his back, so that masaru couldn't see him holding his arm together tightly, trying to control his anger from his day being interrupted by someone with such a large difference in IQ that he might as well be an animal compared to him. Masaru shook his head with a sigh. He wasn't his wife. He wouldn't fall by the same trick that Izuku does to get mitsuki and katsuki to get angry. He's gonna have a normal conversation with the boy, or at least try.*
Masaru: still as rude as ever. Young man, I don't want to have an argument with you
Izuku: And I don't want to have a conversation with you. Now. How do we solve this little pickle we're in? Hmmmmm, that is quite the troubling problem we seem to have. How about we go our separate ways and think about ways to solve this problem? OK? OK, fantastic.
*Izuku said, walking away, izuku took a breath and put his face mask back on. So that he could frown, wait. That's not an accurate description. Izuku was full on scowling from the interaction. Since how dare him try to talk to him, how dare him try to act like he's worthy of his time, much less his presence.*
Izuku:" Insect. That fucking insect dared to talk to as if we're equals?! As if someone who'll Change the world is an equal to a god damned photographer?! How fucking dare he. Great, seeing him got me so angry that I'm seething. I need to make a detour, maybe get some ice cream to calm down a little, and..."
Masaru: midoriya.
*Masaru spoke firmly and then made a major mistake. He crossed a line that not even mitsuki would cross, he touched izuku. He put his hand firmly on izuku's shoulder. Izuku felt as if the world slowed down on him. He glanced around and saw that they were alone on the streets. He glanced at the lamppost and other high place areas and saw there were no cameras to speak of. So, izuku took the risk and allowed himself to lose control a second time. Letting out a chuckle, that was quickly turning into an insane type of laughter, as the more spoke. He took off his facemask letting the piece of fabric dangle on one of his ears*
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the new Ironman
Fanfiction"you can't, you can't, you can't " izuku has heard that every single day from everyone, from his classmates, to his former friend, to his teachers, from even his own mother. but all of them are gonna learn something, the definition of the human spir...
