Boku no himitsu (english Version)

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine! Only the idea comes from my own imagination.
A/N: This story is written entirely in Izuku's point of view. By the way the title translates as „My Secret"
This is the first time I ever translate one of my stories into another language. So please don't judge my stupid mistakes xD

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Loud music rang through the entire dorm. It was Minoru's birthday and he wanted to celebrate it with all of us.
Such a party was something different and distracted us from school life at Yûei High. It was okay. A little distraction and a happy get-together with my friends was unfortunately rare. Far too rare for my taste.
Therefore I sat together with Shôto on the sofa. We chattered about everything possible as far as it went in the loud background noise watched the others and sipped our drinks again and again.
Ochako, Tsuyu and Kyôka danced to the music.
The others sat or stood in the common area and chattered with each other.

I let my eyes wander around the room and hang on to a certain person. A person I knew since I was little. Kacchan.
He sat a little apart and looked rather annoyed rather than amused. Of course it was Kacchan after all. It would be wrong somehow if he was not annoyed. I didn't know him any different.

My thoughts wandered off to bygone days when we were little and spent almost every free minute together. Back when Kacchan didn't have his quirk and I didn't know that I haven't anything at all. At that time we were still innocent. At that time we were still friends. But now...

"Midoriya?" I was torn from my thoughts by Shôto. His elbow nudged me slightly in the side.
I blinked, looking into the different-colored pair of eyes. "Ah sorry, what did you mean?" I wanted to know and smiled sheepishly.
"You were thinking somewhere else again..." he remarked calmly.
He had leaned over to me and said this quite close to my ear probably so as not to have to yell against the music.
I nodded leaning over to him as well. "Yes, I'm sorry. Somehow I drifted away again..." I apologized.
We smiled at each other.

After Shôto had thawed somehow we had become friends quite quickly. He was someone I could rely on and whom I could now tell everything. On his part, he also told me everything that went through his head. From the problems with his father to the joyous moments when he visited his mother.
I trusted him and was not disappointed. Just recently, I told him there was someone I liked a lot. He thought for a moment and then looked at me.
"Bakugô?" he asked me at that time and hit directly into the mark.
I had just nodded with red cheeks and didn't dare to look at him. I didn't know how he would react to me being in love with a boy. But he didn't have any problems with that at all smiled at me and said that he would support me and if it should stay one my secret was safe with him.
It welded us together even more and he was glad that I trusted him so much.
Whenever I was lost in my thoughts again he brought me back to reality.
I was grateful for that. It shouldn't be public after all.
Kacchan hated me. My feelings were one-sided. I did not want to imagine what would happen if he could find out at some point. I suppose I would be even more dead then simple dead.

"The usual?" Shôto asked me.
I nodded. A soft red glow settled on my cheeks and I smiled.
"You're really incorrigible..." he smiled.
At that moment, Ochako appeared before us, grabbed our hands and pulled us to their feet. "Go boys! Come and dance!" she exclaimed exuberantly.
I looked at Shôto. He looked at me and then we both looked at Ochako.
"I can't dance..." I called against the music.
"Nonsense! Anyone can dance!" the girl replied and pulled us to Tsuyu and Kyôka.
We probably had no choice. I could see in Shôto's face that he didn't really like it either. Nevertheless, we both submitted to our imposed fate.
Somewhat awkward we started to move to the music and had fun at some point.
The others from our class were already occupied with themselves. So who should bother when we play the jumping jack here?

For a while we danced with the girls. Fortunately fast songs were playing not slow ones. Because that would have been more than embarrassing.
A bit out of breath I eventually went back to the sofa. My cheeks were softly red from the unaccustomed effort and I was thirsty.
I grabbed my glass and drank it all in one go.
Minoru insisted on making a fruit punch for us. But I stayed with Coke. I had tried the punchbowl and it tasted way too bitter. I didn't want to know what exactly he had mixed together.

I leaned back, fanning some cool air with my hand and suddenly felt a look at me.
I looked around. Denki, Eijirô, Minoru and Hanta had stuck their heads together. Presumably, the four were up to something again.
My eyes wandered on and got suddenly stucked with Kacchan. He stared at me and quickly turned away as he met my gaze.
My heart started to stumble. Why was Kacchan staring at me? Did I do something that had annoyed him again?
I swallowed dry, wanted to drink again from my Coke and then noticed that my glass was still empty.
I sighed silently, looking around for a bottle of Coke to refill my glass. All the bottles near me were empty. So I had to pick up a new one.
And that turned out to be a real challenge. The full bottles of drinks were in the immediate vicinity of Kacchan, so it was inevitable getting close to him.
I struggled with myself, lost the fight against thirst, and got up with a pounding heart, moving slowly towards Kacchan.
'Stay calm... I just want something to drink ...' I told myself.
My palms became wet. As always, when I was near Kacchan.
"Hey..." I murmured to him but so softly that it was swallowed by the music.
He gave me an annoyed gaze and then plunged down his full glass of punchbowl. When he got up to refill the glass he swayed slightly had to hold briefly at the table.
I gave him an uncertain look. 'What's wrong with him...?'
He walked past me closer than necessary and left a small smell of mint.

I knew it was the smell of his shampoo. He had loved it since he was a small child and never got away from it.
I smiled. Some things never change. Others however already.

My eyes followed my crush. I saw him filling his glass, drink it directly and refill his glass again. The punchbowl seemed to meet his taste.
I took a bottle of Coke and went back to the sofa.
Shôto was already waiting for me there. He also had red cheeks and thanked me as I refilled his glass again with Coke.
He leaned over to me again. "Did something happened with Bakugô?" he wanted to know.
Of course he had seen that I was with him for a short time.
I shook my head. "No everything's fine. I just wanted to get supplies" I grinned pointing to the bottle of Coke.
Shôto nodded and looked at the clock. It was getting late.
We had permission to party until eleven in the evening. Then it should be quiet so that the other dormitories were not disturbed.
Until the tattoo we were left for about half an hour. Then it was time to clean up. Or leave everything for the next day. I was glad that the following day was a Saturday and we did not have lessons. So we could have a good night's rest at least after this celebration.

Half an hour ran out faster than expected.
Ten'ya had emerged out of nowhere turning off the music at eleven o'clock and receiving outraged murmurs from all of us.
I smiled into myself. The music still echoed in my head as I gathered the empty bottles together with Shôto.
Everyone helped with tidying up. Everyone except Kacchan.
He sat at the table his eyes fixed on his glass in front of him.
None of us dared to summon him to tidy up.

One after another gradually we went to our rooms.
I went upstairs as one of the last glancing at Kacchan. He had not moved since the music had stopped.
Somehow I was worried. But I thought it wiser not to annoy him.
Nevertheless I couldn't resist saying "good night, Kacchan ...".

In my room I threw myself on the bed stared at the ceiling for a few minutes then pulled myself up looking for a towel and fresh clothes and disappearing into the washrooms.
I took a quick shower, then changed my clothes and went back to my room rubbing my wet hair on the way to get them reasonably dry.
I entered my room and stopped in motion.

Tbc..