Pure white snow fell so innocently from the sky as friends and family shed tears for the passing of a student that could have been the new symbol of hope with his shining smile. Everyone from Class 1-A, even Bakugou came as some students from Class 1-B, teachers, All Might, Aizawa, Hizashi, some pro heroes, his sister, and Midoriya’s mother attended the funeral crowding around the casket as the Buddhist priest started to give his prayer. The girls mostly shed tears throughout the funeral, but no one could hold back their tears knowing they wouldn’t see the freckled teen again, even Bakugou was holding back tears. He couldn’t hold back a tear from slipping down his cheek even though he spent the past week shedding tears for his deceased lover. Once the casket was put down in the dirt, one by one everyone threw a flower down the hole before it was covered with dirt. Shouto clutched the flowers in his hand tightly as he waited for everyone to leave, barely acknowledging the sweet nothings each mumbled to him when they passed by.
“I’m so sorry Todoroki.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“He’s in a better place.”
“We’ll be waiting for you back at home...we’re here for you Shouto.”
What surprised him was Bakugou walking up to him, glaring down at the ground than making eye contact like he usually does. Shouto waited for him to say something, playing with a fallen petal between his fingers feeling the smoothness from such a delicate thing.
“Just because he’s gone doesn’t mean he’s gone forever, remember that Icyhot.”
The words made him freeze as the blonde started to walk off, letting the unexpected words coming from someone unexpectedly repeat inside his head. The petal fell from between his fingers until it reached the already snow covered ground as the snow started to fall down harder as the wind picked up. Shouto turned around to call out for Bakugou, but he was gone before he could. Standing in the snow covered ground alone, watching the snowflakes fall faster before slowing down as the breeze settled down. Turning back around, he clutched the flowers tightly in his grip before walking towards the gravestone kneeling down on his knees to look at the gravestone closely.
緑
谷
出
久
Midoriya Izuku
2003-2019
‘Sixteen years…’
Shouto dropped with the rest of the flowers before breaking down as the tears slipped down his cheeks in rivers resting his hand against the gravestone. The reality of the situation was too much as he continued to let out cries of pain, sorrow, desperation, and hopelessness. He can hear his sobs even through the sudden harsh breeze, clutching his heart through the fabric choking on his sobs . Looking up, he came face to face with a photo of Izuku during his first month in UA. It was so sunny that day, the whole class playing around outside to have fun until Uraraka took her phone out to take photos of everyone, but Izuku’s photo was the best photo he had seen that day when she started to show them off. A small smile formed at the memory, brushing off the snowflakes that landed on the frame and glass.
“I miss you so much…”
The winter breeze ruffled his hair as he started to regulate his body temperature, wiping away the tears that froze on his cheeks from the cold even without using his quirk. The snow evaporated off his body after heating his body up to melt away the snow before regulating it once more. Shouto could feel the snow melting from the heat beneath his legs causing his pants to get wet, nothing a little heat will it dry up again. Looking up to the cloudy sky, snowflakes fell on his face melting after making contact with his warmed body. He couldn’t remember the last time he sat in the snow, was it during his birthday? Or just another day to get away from everything that happened behind closed doors? It was so vague, but he can remember his siblings laughter followed by his own laughter of joy as they ran in the snow. It was nice as it lasted, right? Footsteps through the snow caught his attention as he pulled himself together before anything else could happen, turning around to see a dark figure moving slowly towards his direction.
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Light In The Darkness
Fanfiction"Mom...I know it's not right, but I can't do it anymore. The children, they're...like him more and more every day. And Shouto...his left side. Sometimes I look at him and hate what I see." Shouto drew closer, just enough for his left side to be seen...
