Wanted : Dead or Alive - BNHA Mafia! AU

How did you get those? (4)

Published: 08/02/2020

Edited: 15/02/2020

Edit #2: 20/02/2020

KATSUKI'S POV

It has been a few weeks since I first found Izu again and we have been meeting up every few days to talk and catch up but I've noticed that he will need to rush off after a phone call or text. It is kinda annoying but also suspicious. Maybe what Denki was saying got to my head. How can I not trust Izu...

I was sitting in the cafe, waiting for Izu to arrive. My coffee arrived and I took a sip. I heard the bell on the door ring and Izu soon sat at my table. He was his usual chipper self but his clothes didn't match. He was wearing black trousers and a shirt with a longish black coat. "Why are you wearing that?" I asked

"Oh, sorry, I just came from work and I didn't have time to change. I also have to go back right after so I didn't really think it would be a good use of time changing over and over again." Izu giggled. We started to talk a little more and he started to explain what happened for the nine years he was missing. I was about to ask him about what Denki said when someone tripped and their coffee splashed over Izu's shirt. I saw steam coming off but Izu only started to try to wipe it off while the lady who tripped started to apologise. "Hey, lady, it's ok. My friend rarely gets mad so you're fine. Just be careful next time." I said to her. Izu looked at me for a moment before he chuckled.

"What!" I quietly yelled

"Nothing, it's just... who are you and what have you done to my ball of anger friend." Izu laughed.

"Shut up." I huffed. I watched as he kept wiping at his shirt then just stopped then looked at it dejected.

"Well, I guess it's ok... I can just change when I get back to work..." Izu started. He stood up then went to the bathroom. 'I guess he's going to try to wash it off.' I looked down at my bag then remembered I had a spare shirt. I pulled it out and walked to the bathroom. I lightly knocked on the stall door and told Izu about the shirt. He opened the stall slightly and I handed him my (iconic) skull shirt. I could hear him struggling to move around in the small stall. "Izu, why don't you get changes out here? It must be really cramped in there."

"Um... I'd rather not... I don't really want you to see what happened..."

I could tell he was distraught so I offered to step out for him to change. He happily accepted. I stepped around the corner and was waiting. I could hear him step out and remove his clothes. I remembered what Inko said about Hisashi. 'Maybe Izu has scars... I... I want to know what that bastard did to my friend.' I quietly looked around the corner and was absolutely shocked by what I saw. Izu was absolutely ripped. I could literally see all the muscles that glided under his skin, but... Izu's back was covered...