End of them, Beginning for us || BNHA

Izuku gets more notes on ghosts from Shoto

After Izuku left, I continued to sit there. Images of his glistening muscles fill my head and Hitoshi's words ring in my eyes. 'You are gay, Shoto.' I felt my cheeks warm up and I dunked my face in the pond only to come out with nothing. I sighed and kept staring at the fish.

Then I felt something grab my hand. I look over to see Hitoshi grabbing my hand and tugging. "Hitoshi, where are we going? Where are you taking me?"

"I'm taking you to Izuku so you can talk to him because you need to sort things out."

"Sort things out?"

"Yes, he thinks he upset you in some way and I think you should clarify things."

"Huh?" By then, Hitoshi had phased through the door and I followed suit.

In the room, Izuku had a worried expression on his face. Suddenly, Hitoshi pushed me from behind and suddenly, Izuku's face was much closer to me than I thought. He points to both of us and said: " You two, go make up." He phases back through the wall. Izuku's face turned pale and his expression was full of uncertainty. There was a long pause.

Izuku suddenly blurted out. "U-Um, S-Shoto, uh...can I a-ask y-you a q-question?"

I nod. "Of course."

"W-Why are y-you a-avoiding m-me?"

"..." At that moment, I paused. I stared at Izuku's face. He seemed to be tearing up a bit with tears coming from his eyes. He looked visibly nervous, hands shaking and twisting together. "It's not you, it's just that something else is bothering me."

"Something else? U-Um, is there a-any way t-that I c-could help?"

"No"

"O-oh okay, well if there is anything I can do to-"

"You can't."

"Okay."

There was an awkward silence. Izuku had a very somber expression, staring down on that floor. 'Somehow I don't like that expression on his face..' I feel my stomach twist uncomfortably. 'But what should I say? I told him the truth. But...' Seeing him twist his hands back and forth, I decided to say something.

"I'm not mad at you." Izuku's eyes light up a bit "...I am confused."

"Confused?"

"About stuff that I want to figure out on my own."

Izuku smiles. "Alright." I stared at Izuku's blinding smile. 'He is so cute...Wait...' I felt my cheeks heat up. I turned my face away. "Shoto, your face is red."

"Yeah, my face turns red when I am confused."

"Oh?!" Izuku beamed. "It didn't know ghosts could do that!! Ineedtowritethisdown!! I need to go grab my notebook." He opened the sliding door. "I'll be back in a moment." I watch him leave the room.

"Ok." I looked around. 'Oh, so this is his room. The painting looks quite nice and oh, is the cartoon character that he quoted?' I examined the figure. He was in a V pose with muscled arms and a big grin on his face. His hair had two things sticking out of it. 'Fuyumi mentioned something about antenna, so that's what these are.' I poke at one of the figures and it fell down. I propped it back up.

"I'm back!!" Izuku rushed in, carrying a large stack of notebooks. I counted four notebooks. He picked up the last one. "I need to update this one. I don't meet that many ghosts that are unattached. So this is rare that I get to write in this." Izuku looked very happy. His smile was beaming and his eyes had sparkles in him. He looked like he was glowing. "So is it okay if I ask you questions and stuff?"

I paused for a second. 'Was this a good idea? Well, I could also refrain from answering.' I nodded. "Go ahead."

"What was it like for you when you woke up?"

"Well, I woke up in a graveyard and wandered around..."

"And?"

"I met another ghost who told me about you."

"Oh. Fuji-san. He has been at the graveyard for a while. I am not sure if he is attached to it, though. But he is pretty friendly and nice."

"Oh."

"So after that, you came to my house? Why?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Not to be rude, but most ghosts I know go to people that they know and visit them."

"..." I paused. 'I really don't want to say anything. Most people befriend me or leave me because I was the heir of the Todoroki company. I don't want Izuku to do that.'

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." He looked at me with a worried expression.

"Alright."

Izuku opened his mouth to ask another question when I saw Hitoshi pop his head in. "So you two have made up?"

"Yep!!" Izuku smiled brightly.

Hitoshi stares at both of us and chuckled. "That's good." He turns to Izuku. "Izuku, I need you for something."

"Yeah?" Izuku was scrawling in his notebook.

"I need you to break up a fight."

"A fight?!" Izuku drops his pencil. "Oh no!"

Hitoshi grabbed Izuku's hand and tugs at it. "Follow me."

I watched as Izuku got up from the bed. Hitoshi noticed my gaze. "Sorry, I need to borrow him for a moment."

"Why do you need to borrow him?" I asked.

Hitoshi floats out of the door and Izuku follows out the door. Before he leaves, he asks : "So did you tell him?"

"Oh, no I didn't."

Hitoshi sighs. "Alright." He disappears from view.

For a moment, I stand there. 'Wait, I'm in Izuku's room, alone!!' I look around his room. 'Besides the actions figures, he does not have much decoration. The painting looks lovely and pretty. The decor is pretty too. And the bed...' I stared at the bed. 'Well, the sheets are kinda plain. It must be comfortable to sleep in. I wonder how Izuku sleeps in it... Wait...' I felt my heart skip a beat. 'Oh.' Images of Izuku rolling around in bed with sweat dripping from his face from the heat pop in my head. I shook my head. 'What? I...What's wrong with me? Izuku is cute and a nice guy. What am I thinking?'