Are You Crying, Too?

Realization

The memorial was tomorrow. 

That was all I've been able to think about lately.  Would Deku really be there?  But why would Deku attend a memorial that was for him?

I sighed as my thoughts started to give me a headache.  The bed sheet wrinkled as I got up from my bed and went to the bathroom to change and shower.  I had to go shopping for a suit that I could wear during the memorial, because I didn't own any black formal suits.

After I finished showering, I changed into casual clothing and went to the closest mall.  On the way, I met floaty-girl, or whatever her name was.  I didn't care to remember extras names.

"Oh, hey Bakugou!" She cheerfully said, but I could detect a slight shaking in her voice. 

"What the hell do you want, Floaty-girl?" I questioned her. 

"...It's Uraraka..." She rubbed her pointed fingers together before letting out a sigh and dropping her hands so that they rested by her jeans.  She then tried to begin speaking, but she couldn't get the words out.

"If you're going to bother me, don't waste my time," I mumbled, trying to ignore her presence.

"It's uh-...  It's about Deku..." She murmured.  I stopped walking and glanced at her.

"Do you uh...  Think he could be...  I dunno....  Alive, by any chance?" She muttered, bringing her five fingers together.  I looked in front of me.

"And why the hell would you ask that?" I questioned. 

"We'll uh-...  I heard someone that sounded like Deku.  They had a hood over their face but I-...  I feel like it's him..." She turned to me and made me face her, careful not to touch me with her pinkie.

"And what did he say?" I was starting to growl.  How the he'll could Uraraka find Deku before I could?

"He told me that everything would be alright.  And then he disappeared..." Uraraka started to cry, "He was with someone with white hair and glowing white eyes..."

I remembered the guy that was Kirishima's mansion.  He fit the description perfectly.  My hands formed fists.  I was so close to him...  Why the hell did I not knock down that door when I had the chance!?  What was wrong with me!?  Just as that Izaya said, he was right under my nose! 

Fury filled my being.  I was so fucking close.  If I had just opened that damn door, Deku would be here with me...  And I wouldn't be feeling so fucking guilty.

"Bakugou..?" Uraraka hesitantly asked.  I looked into her eyes with a steady gaze.

"That was Deku.  Deku's alive," I stated.  Uraraka's eyes widened.

"How do you know!?" She hurriedly questioned.  I continued my walk to the store.

"Some villain told me that someone was holding Deku hostage and that that villain had a mind-reading quirk.  I then went to visit Izaya Orihara for more information,"

Uraraka interrupted me, "Isn't he wanted by the police?"

I nodded before continuing, "He had information on Deku.  I couldn't just let the information to to waste.  He told me that someone named 'Phthonus' was torturing Deku, but Deku was healed by someone with a healing quirk.  He also gave me the coordinates of Dekus location.  I went there, but Deku had been moved," I didn't want to tell Uraraka about burning down the house, so I didnt, "I then went to Kirishima's place and talked with him.  I heard a door slam shut and I went to investigate.  I think that Deku was behind that door, but I was being so fucking foolish.  I searched the room when I could, but no one was inside of it."

Uraraka wiped away her tears, "So he is alive..."

I nodded, "When you saw Phthonus, did he say anything to you?"

Uraraka took her time answering, "He said that he'd come to the memorial."

I turned my head to look at Uraraka.  This was valuable information.  We knew when and where Deku was going to be.  We could take him away from Phthonus's hold.

"Let's save Deku!  Together!" Uraraka said, her voice filled with determination. 

"Yeah...  Then I'll finally tell him..." I muttered.

"Tell him what?" Uraraka asked.

"Nothing," we were almost at the shopping mall.

"...You like Deku...  Don't you..?" I turned to Uraraka, shocked.

"You do!  I've always felt that you would make a good couple!" She squealed while she waved her hands around in excitement.  I turned away with a scowl and blush on my face.

"Mind your own fucking business, floaty-bitch," I said, irritated.  Uraraka giggled at my reaction.

"You'd be a perfect Tsundere!" She laughed.

" Fucking die already!" I shouted, embarrassment filling my body.  Uraraka wouldn't stop laughing.  I started to walk faster, but Uraraka matched her pace with mine.

"So, are you going to the memorial?" I nodded.  My phone started to ring.  I picked it up and didn't recognize the number.

"Heeeeyyyyyy, I'm board," I would've burnt my phone into smithereens if I didn't care about it.

"How the fuck did you get my number, Pyro!?" I screamed into the phone.

"I took your phone when you weren't looking and got your number.  Sooo,  wanna eat mushrooms?" She asked.

"Why the fuck would I wanna eat mushrooms!?  And why the hell are you so obsessed with them!?" My hands formed into fists.

"Because they make you happy.  And I dunno why I'm obsessed," She said.

"Well...  Stop getting high off of mushrooms!" I yelled.

" Naaahhh...  Don't wanna, " She stated.

"Why the hell did you call me!?" Uraraka stared. at me in shock.

"Cause I'm board," her voice grew distant, "Hey, want some mushrooms?"

"No, thank you," a nervous voice replied.

"Why the fuck are you handing out mushrooms!?" I was starting to growl.

"Because they're good for people!" She replied, " Hey...  Are you still going to the memorial?"

"Yeah," I said.

" Yay..! " She yawned. 

"Stop fucking bothering me and go to sleep.  Growing plants from your body is tiring, isn't it?" I asked.

"Yah," She said, "Night."

I hung up the phone and put it back into my pocket.

"Did you make a friend?" Uraraka wondered.

"She's not my fucking friend," I said.  Uraraka 'awwed' at me, saying that it was cute that I got a friend that wasn't Kirishima. 

"Anyway, I have to go buy a dress for the memorial.  Make sure you're wearing something that you can fight in, just in case that happens," Uraraka advised before she left.

I nodded my head and Uraraka finally left me alone.  My mind was stuck on tomorrow.  What was going to happen?  Was I really going to have to fight?  Phthonus didn't look strong by any means... He actually looked scrawny, so he wouldn't be able to fight.  So, why didn't Deku just run away from him when he had the chance?

I suppose it didn't matter.  I was sure that I would find out what I need to know at the memorial.  I would know what Deku has been through while he was being held captive.  I'll know everything.