Take Me To Mars (Tododeku)

Chapter 3: Toxic Waste

 Izuku stepped into the lobby of the apartment complex. The lobby looked beautiful and painfully expensive. The staff were dressed in gorgeous outfits, with stone cold looks but a glint of warmth in their complections, symbolizing that they didn't completely look dead inside. Izuku winced as he looked at his attire, he didn't look or match the quality of everyone else in the room. He was stuck wearing Todoroki's clothes. He felt a sigh escape from his lips as he looked at the clothes. I need to get out of here quickly, this is stressing me out, his thoughts anxiously overlapped his insecurities.

His eyes were still red from the burning tears he suffered from earlier. He quickly reached down for his pocket and froze. His pocket was empty except for a note.

"Your phone is with me and so is your wallet. I'm assuming you're freaking out right now?" Izuku read the note word by word.

Sweat slivered down his face as the overwhelming amount of anger surged through him, "Are you fucking kidding me?" he erupted.

Eyes turned to him as he lost his sanity. There is no fucking way i'm going back there! I can't face that stupid jerk! He clenched the note as his face flushed with heat. I'm not going back up there, i'm just gonna have to devise a plan. It's still late afternoon, I can just find a phone and call someone! He eagerly walked to the receptionist desk, anxiety filling his stomach.

"Hello, is it a-alright if I could use your-r pho-ne?" he stuttered on his sentence.

"Of course! You may use a phone that a staff member is not currently using." they replied with a smiled and warm tone.

Izuku quickly rushed to an empty phone and dialed Kirishima's number, "Come one pick up!" he bit his lip as Kirishima didn't pick up. Fucking hell!

Izuku gulped as the only other number he remembered was Kacchan's. I can't, it's going to awkward. But Kirishima wont pick up. I'll try calling again and if he doesn't pick up then i'll have to call Kacchan. He argued with his thoughts. Again, he dialed Kirishima's number again. He anxiously waited for Kirishima to answer. But, again he still didn't answer. It just went to voicemail. His heart dropped as he found himself already dialing Kacchan's number. Hesitation struck his thumb, as he pressed the call button. It rang for a few long seconds until it paused.

"Hello?" a deep seductive voice corrupted his ears, as he tried to stop the urge of crying.

"Kacchan?" he barely spoke.

"Deku?" Kacchan's voice changed, with a little more guard.

"I know this is sudden, but could you please pick me up? I know I dont have have a right to ask but, no one else is answering." he frantically struggled to gulp for air as his heart raced faster than he could run.

Why is it so hard to talk to him? We've known each other for a long time! I shouldn't be acting like this!

"And I thought you didn't want to talk to me again?" he heard a soft chuckle escape from Kacchan.

"Please! This is no time for jokes, I really need to get out of here!"

"Alright ok, ok. Where are you and where did you hide the body?"

"Kacchan!"

"Where are you right now? I can't pick pick you up, if I don't know where you are."

"Im at One57." Izuku's heart sank as he remembered that Kacchan and Todoroki are friends.

"You live there?" Kacchan questioned, with a bit of suspicion haunting it.

"No, it's just that this place had a phone so I asked to borrow it!" Izuku was so happy that Kacchan wasn't there to see the freakishly pink fluster on his face, with excessive sweat running down it.