Are You Crying, Too?

That Voice

Why did that voice sound like Deku's?  I was looking at the door that had been slammed shut.  I started to walk to it, but Kirishima stoped me by grabbing my wrist.

"Don't!" He shouted. " I-uh...  There's guests in there...  You don't want to intrude. " I broke away from his hold so that I could knock on the door.  Kirishima tried to stop me, but it was too late.

*Knock, knock.*

The door opened to reveal someone with messy white hair and glowing pale-white eyes.  He was incredibly pale and skinny.

"Hey," I started my question as I looked around the room, "Is there anyone with messy green hair in here?"

The guy shook his head innocently, "Sorry, no ones here."

I backed away from the door, finding nothing of interest.  "Sorry to bother you."

The guy closed the door.  I turned to Kirishima, who was sighing in relief.  I walked pass him as I headed through the door.  Kirishima followed me while I headed to the game room.  What was Kirishima hiding?

"Where are you going, man?" He asked.

"I came here to get my mind off of things.  That's what I'm gonna do." 

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"Stop going easy on me, Kirishima!" I spat at Kirishima while he laughed at my reaction.  I had won the game, but I knew that he had gone easy on me.  We were playing a 3-rd person shooter game called Lost at War. It was a new game that was getting more popular as time went on.
My mind thought of a way to make Kirishima give it his all.  

"It's not vary manly of you to half-ass things!" This made Kirishima stop laughing. 
He turned to me with a serious face, "Don't you dare insult my manliness!" I smirked. I finally got him.

"I'll give it my all!  But only if we bet on it!" Kirishima said.  I nodded.

"When I win, I'll post on your Stalkme account!" I stated.

"Don't be so cocky!  I'll be the one posting on your Stalkme account!"

We played a 1v1 game.  Whoever won the most rounds out of five won the whole thing.
I lost the first two rounds to Kirishima.  We were now playing the third round.

"Hah!  I won!" Kirishima shouted when he managed to knife me.  I growled at him.  He held out his hand, silently asking me to give him my phone.  I gave it to him while I gritted my teeth together. 

"You can't delete it or say it's fake, got it?" Kirishima looked at me with a smirk.  I nodded my head, still fuming inside my mind.

Kirishima posted something on my Stalkme before giving me my phone so I could see what damage he had done.  When I first saw what was posted, I froze.  I just looked at the screen with a stoic expression.  When I got over the shock of what had happened, I got up from my seat and turned to face Kirishima.  

"You're going to fucking die for this!" Kirishima  got up and ran.  He was laughing at my pain.
He posted a picture of me and him together with a caption that said, 'Me and Ejiro are now officially dating.'

I chased Kirishima down the large hallways of his mansion. 

"You can unpost it!  But, only if you call me Ejiro and I call you Katsuki and you stop chasing me!" I stopped chasing him and pulled out my phone.  I quickly deleted the post.

"Don't fucking do something like this again, Ejiro.  Next time I'll burn your pretty little face." I glared at him.  Ejiro turned back to me, panting.

" I won't!  Whew! " He laughed, "I thought you were gonna kill me there, Katsuki!"

" I never said I wouldn't kill you.  And you didn't add that to the conditions. " I smirked before I held out my hand.  Large sparks flew from my palm.

"Just stay where you are and let me kill you!"

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I had just left Kirishima's house when I decided what I was going to do next.  I was going to visit Izaya Orihara.  I needed to know if the information he gave me was false.  And if it wasn't, I wanted to know where Deku had gone.  I only knew where Izaya hung out, so I couldn't tell if he would be at the meeting place or not.  

I walked into the dull-colored cafe with a swift stride.  I saw Izaya drinking cup of tea by a window.  He seemed to be lost in thought.

"Hey, shit-head," He looked over at me before he smirked.

"So, you finally arrived.  I was beginning to think that you wouldn't come. "

I slammed my hand on the table in anger. "Did you lie to me?" I sneered at Izaya.  Izaya just smiled pleasantly.

"Of course not, Bakugou."

"Then why the hell wasn't Deku there?" I tried my best to contain my anger.

"Phthonus decided to move him."

"Move him where!?" Small explosions started to crackle in my palm.  I balled my fists in an attempt to calm myself.  I couldn't allow myself to be kicked out of the cafe.

"He's right under your nose.  Can't you tell?" Izaya laughed, "All I'll say is that you've been in the vary building he was in before."

what the hell was I supposed to do with a half-assed clues like that?  

"If you don't tell me, I'll blow you to smithereens!"

Izaya stood up, "It's more fun to watch you try and find him when you've nearly met him."
"And how the fuck do you know that!? "

He laughed, "Let's just say that someone isn't vary happy with me.  They've expressed their problems with me quite angrily." Izaya then walked out of the cafe while calmly laughing.  I watched his back as he disappeared from my view.  

Deku's right under my nose?  Nearly met him?  What the hell is that shit-head talking about?  I left the cafe with jumbled thoughts.  Where are you, Deku?  Why do you keep running away from me every time I've almost caught you?