In Love With A Pro Hero

What Is This Feeling?

Kamui's POV
I sat at my brother's bed.

"I'm sorry brother I let our secret get out. I was too careless." My eyes were brimmed with tears.

"Don't worry about it. You had no control over the situation. This isn't your fault. But you do need to go settle things with that boy though." He stroked my hair behind my ear has he smiled at me warmly. He hand reached up and waited away my tears.

"Okay...I'll...I'll go do it, but only because you asked me to." He chuckled in his bed but I quickly turned to a violent wease. The machines around his hospital bed began beeping wildly and moment later doctors rushed in and shuffled me out of the room. I slowly made my way down the the front desk and stood before the lady behind the counter.

"Umm...do you know if Izuku Midoriya will be taking patients today?" She looked at me, then at her computer as she keyed in something.

"Yes he is, he's staying if room 376 on the 4th floor is you would like to go now." She said five seconds later. I thanked her and headed to the elevator, pressing the button as I waited. Soon enough, I stepped inside and went to the 4th floor. Upon exiting the elevator I quickly found ward 376 and entered quietly.

There he was in bed, sound asleep. I took a good look at him.

He's kinda cute.

No. Stop that. He's like 5 years younger that you chill.

Wow. That's the thing that's stoping you right now? The age gap?

I shook myself from my thoughts and took the seat next to him. I stared at his face for a second and smiled, brushing my hand through and swiping a couple stands out of his face.

His hair is really nice too. Nice I soft. Feels really nice. And the dark green color is...it's just beautiful.

Snap out of it Kazuchi. Calm down. He's a little boy.

After much debate in my head as to whether it was a good idea or not, I decided to stay in the ward until Midoriya woke up. This secret was too important to let it slip out. He needs to know that. After waiting about 30 minutes, my body felt weak snd my eyelids heavy. My head slowly found its way to a portion of the mattress beside the sleeping boy and without another warning, I was out.

A couple hours later I began to stir and so did the boy. As I became aware of my surrounds, I felt something stroking my head. Upon looking up, I saw a hand, and connected to that hand was Izuku Midoriya.

"Ahhh.! What are you doing?" He looked across at me and probably just realized what he was doing.

"Oh I'm so sorry. Your hair just felt so soft and nice, I don't know why I did it to be very honest." He pulled his hands to himself and stared down at them nervously. I could feel a cold patch where his hand was, like I almost missed his...his touch.

Pull yourself together. Chill.

He then took a good long look at me, tilting his head slightly as he thought. His gaze made me feel uneasy and I just looked at the bed nervously, trying to ignore it. He then spoke up.

"Wait...aren't you Kamu...." I smacked my hand over his mouth before he could finish. Our eyes met as I stared at him intently and he looked nervous.

"Don't finish that sentence." I said sternly. He nodded, signaling his understanding.

"I'll explain everything to you, just, just not here." I removed my hand off of his mouth. I took a pen out of my pocket and a piece of paper and scribbled an address on it quickly. I smirked as his eyes followed ever movement of my hand. I replaced the pen in my pocket and left the paper on the side table.

"Tomorrow at 3pm if you wanna know more. Don't be late." I proceeded to walk out the room. I stopped at the doorway and turned back to the green head.

"If you haven't realized it already, you can't tell anyone about this, got it?" He slowly nodded.

"Good." With a smirk I pulled my hoodie over my head and left this room and headed home.

~later that afternoon~
I laid in my bed staring at the ceiling, playing over yesterday's events in my head. I still couldn't believe how reckless that boy was. He just charged in. Well, actually, on second thought, it looked like he knew exactly what he was doing. He had to, especially seeing that he took all of them out in the span of a minute. I sat up on my bed and glanced at my mirror.

Damn my hair is a mess! When the heck did that happen?

I rose from the mattress and walked over to the vanity. I picked up my brush and began running it through my auburn hair. Then it came back to me. The feeling of his hand on my head. The warmth, the comfort. His hand stroking my hair made me feel...safe. I smiled unknowingly as I touched my head where he had, my cheeks heating up.

Look at you, Kazuchi Shinji, after all this time and all those promises you made to yourself about how you wouldn't let it happen again. There you go, falling for a little kid.

But I couldn't help it. The kid was smart, kind, brave, strong (physically and strong willed) he risked everything for those he cared about, for those in need. He was the true embodiment of a hero. When I looked at him, I felt at peace. He almost reminded me of, All Might.

With the right training and guidance, that kid could even surpass the great symbol of peace.

I smiled at the thought. I went back to my head and my mind drifted as my eyes began to shut. A small smile crept its way onto my face as my subconscious conjured up dreams.

The inky blackness began to dissipate as I heard crying. I saw myself sitting on a couch, a bundle in my arms as I rocked it back and forth. Soon enough I realized it was a baby, my baby, it's auburn hair just like me.

"Hunny...do you have Gabe's rattle." I called out in my dream.

A husky voice responded and a moment later a tall mad with long dark green hair tied into a man bun emerged from the doorway with a rattle. He handed it to the dream version of me and I kissed his cheek. He peered over my shoulder at the baby and that when I got to see his face. Midoriya's face.

My body then jolted off the bed with a start, beads of sweat pouring down the side of my face.

"What the heck was that?" I mumbled to myself. I rested my back again the headboard of my bed and pulled my knees up to my chest.

It's official Kazuchi. You have a problem. Next thing is...what you gonna do about it?

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