Are You Crying, Too?

Kiss

It didn't take long for the news of a mass murder to spread.  A total of 428 people died, including two pro heros, Kamui Woods and Cementas, and an old classmate of mine who decided to ditch hero-ing.  No one was able to escape.  The news went world wide and became known as the 'mass murder of Japan.' The villain, who is now called 'Black Jacket' because of his jacket is still at large.  No one knows who he is or what his quirk is.  

All the talk about this damn case is going to drive me crazy.  It has nothing to do with my search for Deku, yet it kept budging into my life.  It was all people were talking about.

'Oh, have you heard of the Black Jacket?'

'Oh, he's scary.  I wouldn't want to meet him.'

I wanted to kill whoever this 'Black Jacket' was.  He was getting annoying.  Why the hell would he want to kill everyone, anyway?  He must have a fucking powerful quirk.

Aside from that, I haven't gotten any further in my research.  I kept on thinking about what Izaya said.  'You've nearly met him.' How the hell was that supposed to help?  The only places I've been to have been my house, work, the house that I burned down, and at Kirishima's mansion.  I can already tell that Deku's not in three of those places.  The only place left would be Kirishima's.  But why would he have Deku at his house?  What would he gain from that? 
That voice I heard...  Could it have been Deku?  It sounded like him...  There isn't any harm in going back over there to check, right?  Kirishima wouldn't ever harm me...  Right...?

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I knocked on the doors of Kirishima's mansion.  Some maid answered it and lead me Kirishima, who was playing 'Lost at War' in his gaming room.

"Dick-sucker!  What the fuck are you playing!?" Kirishima jumped when I shouted at him.  He blushed once he realized what I called him.

"Uh.... I-uh..." He was at a loss for words.

"You had experience playing the fucking game, didn't you!?" Kirishima hesitantly nodded.  I jumped on him and tried to blow up his face.  He used his quirk to shield himself from my attack.  

"Where the fuck is your training room, Kirishima!?" I furiously shouted.  Kirishima's face flashed with irritation before it quickly disappeared. 

"I told you to call me Ejiro, didn't I?" I thought back to our deal.

"Well, Ejiro!?  Where is it!?" Kirishima smiled before pushing me away and jumping up.  He walked casually to the door and then he looked back at me.

"Are you coming?" I quickly followed behind him.

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The halls were quiet.  I was following Kirishima with a scowl placed on my lips, but I was still looking around the halls for anything suspicious.   

I stopped moving when I heard a loud sobbing coming from near by.  Someone was crying.  It sounded like they had a slightly high-pitched voice.  The voice suddenly screamed. 

"I'm a monster!"

Kirishima stopped walking.  He sighed before walking back over to me and grabbing my hand.  He pulled me with him down the hall.  My eyes stayed glued to the door that the voice was hiding behind.   I made sure to remember its location.

"Don't worry about it, Katsuki.  He does this all the time," Kirishima didn't even look back to talk to me.   

It didn't take much longer to reach the training room.  The room was large and practically empty.  The area was sound-proof and its walls were built so that it wouldn't break during a fight.

Kirishima went to the middle of the room and then turned around to face me.

"Ready to fight?"

I charged right at him with my arm getting ready to do a right hook.  Kirishima went to block my attack before I feigned and lifted up my right leg to kick his hip.  I then swung my leg around and jumped back to gain more balance.  Kirishima got back up in no time.  He attacked me next by just ramming at me while activating his quirk.  I had no time to dodge before his fit collided with my stomach.  I fell to the ground before I rolled over to avoid Kirishima's next hit.  I then jumped up and sprinted to Kirishima so that I could give him a piece of my mind.  Kirishima stopped my attack by kicking my leg and making me trip.  He then proceeded to lift me and throw me over his shoulder.  I landed harshly on my back, breath leaving my lungs at the sudden impact.  It took a few seconds for me to get back to reality.  Kirishima was standing over me with his arms crossed.

"Even the great Katsuki can't win-" His sentence was cut short by me pulling his legs out from under him.  He let out a surprised yelp.  I jumped on top of him and punched his face.

"I'm not done yet!" Kirishima suddenly pushed me over and rolled so that he was on top of me.  What he did next was something that I thought would never happen.  He kissed me.  He leaned down and kissed me.  I was to shocked to move.  So I just stared at Kirishima as his cheeks started to grow red.  Kirishima kept the kiss going until he ran out of breath.  A string of saliva connected our mouths when he pulled away.  He was panting heavily.  

Kirishima looked at me before he leaned down to kiss me again.  When I finally found my brain, I pushed him away.

"What the hell are you doing?" I questioned.  Kirishima rolled off of me and laid beside me.  He was looking up at the ceiling while lightly panting.

"I-ugh...  I..." Kirishima didn't continue his sentence.  A smile started to form on his lips.  I sat up and looked over at him.

"I like you," He finally stated as he looked over at me, "Like...  A lot..."

My hands formed into fists.  What the hell?  I've just found out that Deku's alive!  Why the hell is this happening!?

Kirishima sat up and moved his body closer to mine.  He then leaned in for another kiss.  I leaned away.  His face showed evident disappointment.

"Please...  Let me do this..." He pleaded.  He leaned in to kiss me once again.  For whatever reason, I let him.  What surprised me was that I kissed back.  I didn't even like him.

The make out session became heated quickly.  Kirishima was on the floor with me hovering over him.  Both of our faces were red.

"I didn't think we'd be fighting like this," Kirishima panted.  I grunted as I plopped myself down on the floor.  Kirishima grabbed a hold of my hand.

I stood up after awhile, remembering the sobbing that I had heard earlier.

"I need some time to think..." I said.  Kirishima nodded sadly.  

I left the room, feeling Kirishima's gaze on my back.  I wondered the halls, trying to find the room from earlier and thinking about the kiss.  Why did I kiss him back?  I knew that I only liked him as a friend...  But I also didn't want to lose him.  It was in the moment we missed that I realized something.  I was lonely.  I didn't talk to anyone but Kirishima and on a rare bases, my old friends.  The only other people I talked to were from work.  

This feeling of loneliness has been with me since the day Deku 'died.' I had just noticed its presence.  It was like a ton of bricks on my shoulders.  But I couldn't shake it off. 

What should I do about Kirishima?  If I reject him, he won't want to see me anymore...  And if I accept him, I would feel guilty for betraying my feelings for Deku.

I finally reached the room where I had heard sobbing.  I knocked on the door before coming in. There was nothing in the room.  It was as if no one was here.  The only thing that told me otherwise was the small puddle of water and salt in the corner of the room.  I searched the room, but I didn't find anything or anyone.  Where did the crying person go?  Was it Deku? 

Even though my mind was troubled with Kirishima, I should have seen the clothes in the closet slightly rustling.  If only I wasn't bothered by those thoughts...  Then maybe things would have been alright in the end.