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Before The High Note

Deku was in the middle of his morning walk to school. He glanced left and right at an intersection before the light turned green. He subconsciously clutched the straps of his backpack. Gulp. He always grew an intoxicating mix of anxiety and comfort before being with her.

"Yo, Midoriya!" She waved from across the street, waiting for him. Her voice, a gentle lullaby, that reached his ears, past the busy city.

"H-Hey Jirou!" He waved back, his voice eager and friendly. The light turned green and he walked with a cheerful, nervous, bounce. He enjoyed her company, but was worried of acting like a complete idiot in front of her. He didn't want to be the bad lyrical quality for a possibly beautiful duet.

They had started walking to and from school together ever since that day. A repeated song between them, that they wanted to keep enjoying.

They haven't talked about the date, it's not like they haven't tried, but one would either get self conscious or awkward, and just drop the subject. They were worried about what the other one thought.

"Jirou, I found a good music compilation of All-Might and that song you told me you like. Wanna watch it together?" Midoriya scrolled through his phone, after she nodded her head. He found the video and tapped on it. "Just jack in and I'll hit play." He switched his phone sideways and it went wide-screen.

"Huh, but how will you hear it?" She rose an eyebrow. "It's not like I can plug my other earphone into your ear or something."

Midoriya gave an awkward laugh. 'That sounds like it would be a great torture tactic though...' He smiled at her, ignoring his twisted thoughts of how she could use her quirk. "Don't worry, I got Bluetooth headphones so we could listen together!" Pulling them out of his pockets.

"Seriously? You did that?" She gasped with a rosy hue on her cheeks. 'He did something so simple, thinking of me? Gosh Damnit Midoriya...'

Iida gave a worried glance at Uraraka. "Is something the matter?"

She had been looking down with a hint of frustration. She perked up to his voice. "Eh? No!" She laughed off. "It's just, Deku has been hanging out with Jirou a lot lately, don't you think?" Ruffling the back of her hair.

He grew wide eyes of realization. "Uraraka, is there a possibility that you-" He kept his sentence to himself. It wasn't his place to ask her of her feelings towards Izuku. He corrected himself, and his glasses. "Yes, it is true, we should make plans to spend time together this weekend." He proclaimed to make her feel better.

And she did.

She lit up at his idea. "Yeah! We totally should! I'll ask Deku when we see him at school!"

Iida was proud to have cheered a friend up. His glasses glared a shine at his secret plan. 'At the last minute, I will come up with an excuse so only those two will hang out, giving a chance for Uraraka and Midoriya to deepen their bond.'

"Maaan, Jirou sure has been hanging out with Midoriya a lot." Kaminari let out exasperated. 'I should ask her out before I lose my chance.'

"Why are you telling me, Sparkplug!" Bakugo yelled at the kid who was leaning back on his desk.

"Chill, I was directing my words to Kirishima. But we are friends, right Bakugo, and you're also friends with Midoriya, so um, for relevancy?"

The three of them were sitting in class, it was still early so not many seats were filled.

"Like hell I'm friends with that pathetic Deku!" But didn't deny his friendship with Kaminari.

Kirishima chuckled at Bakugo's response. His arms were crossed over his chair as he sat on it reverse style. He turned to Kaminari. "Dude, you need to find out if she likes you back?"

"What, but I never said I liked her?"

"It's written all over your face, burned out lightbulb." Bakugo grumbled.

Kaminari sighed, defeated. "Damn, if you were able to figure it out, it must be obvious."

"Oi, are you insulting my intelligence?"

Kirishima stopped Bakugo from exploding Kaminari, with a sweatdrop. He gave advice to Kaminari after Bakugo cooled down. "You should ask Yaoyorozu to see if she can talk to her for you? You know, to find out how she feels."

"That's a great idea Kirishima! Bakugo can you ask Midoriya how he feels too?"

"Huh? Why would I care about his love life?!"

"C'mon dude, do me a solid."

"Fuck fine, just shut up, here they come."

Minutes earlier.

"Uh, Midoriya I've been meaning to ask you something?" Jirou faced him. Her purple hair swayed with her signature uneven bangs, that made her look cooler than a normal hairstyle ever could.

"Yeah, what's up Jirou?" He had a natural smile, that gave his freckles a playfulness.

"What were you going to ask me before you rushed out of the classroom, you know from the day I, ugh, read your notebook, again, sorry about that." She grew a remembered blush, but it quickly faded.

Izuku tensed, but calmed himself. "I guess it doesn't matter now." He rose his phone to eye level, showing it to her. His grin was uneasy but he forced it out. "I was going to ask for your phone number, s-so I could text you, but we already exchanged numbers. I-I don't know why I was so nervous. You made it so simple."

She really did. That day they walked home together for the first time. She right out asked for it, like it was no big deal, and she sent him a quick hey text so he could save hers.

She rose an eyebrow and her lips in a crooked grin. She playfully nudged him. "Really? Why? So you could see the cute side of me more often?" Embarrassing him, but also ignoring the anxious butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

"Y-Yeah." He had a tint of pink on his cheeks, but admitted it. 'No point in denying the truth if she already knows.'

But his response caused her to be the flustered one. 'Damnit, not again.' That strange feeling of wanting to be closer and father away from him at the same time reemerged. Like the day at the park. He always found a way to sneak around her aloof shield.

"B-But I also like this side of you too, Jirou. You're funny and mellow, which makes it easy to be around you." He scratched his cheek bashfully. "And you're also really cool."

Her cheeks burned red at his complement and her earphone jacks were about to go haywire again. She quickly grabbed them with her hands, and stared down, trying to hide her huge blush. "Th-Thanks." 'Why, why, why, why?' Her heart was pounding and her eyes were wide to her confusion. 'Do I like Midoriya?' She tenderly clutched her earphones with an unknown hesitation.

"A-And I was thinking," He continued to talk, not noticing her enamored state of mind. "Th-This weekend, I could take you out, and m-maybe hear you play your guitar or something? Like we talked about."

She did her best to act normal. Her face was now a shade of pink, and her earphone jacks were only twiddling against eachother shyly. "Sure, sounds fun." Still not able to make eye contact. If she did, that cheerful smile of his would of taken her over the edge and tangled her headphones. 'I know he called it cute, but it's embarrassing even more so because of that reason, specifically. It's like he's teasing me, with out even knowing it, and I do kind of like it, in a weird way.'

"Really?!" Surprised the question he had been trying so hard to ask was easily accepted, not aware of her conflicting feelings. "That's great, I can't wait!"

His energetic voice, caused her to feel more relaxed. 'It's like one second he makes me squirm, and the other, he completely puts me at ease. How does he do that?' She finally made eyecontact. Her voice radiated her true feelings. "Me either!" And a smile full of a joyful melody.

They were walking down the halls of school, about to reach class. Their shoes had an echoed acoustic of squeaking honesty.

"Hey Jirou?"

"Yeah Midoriya?"

"I-Is it okay if I start calling you K-Kyouka?"

"S-Sure! I don't mind, I-Izuku."

And they walked into class taking another step foward towards their relationship.