How We Came To Be

Chapter 6 - Friends Hold Hands, Right?

As all of class 1-A worked on their assignment, amazement could be seen in most of their faces at every new detail they learned about their partner and their quirks.

Aizawa had presented them with quite an opportunity, though a basic skill any hero should have, it was one that most wouldn't appreciate until later on in their formation as heroes. But in all honesty, they were just happy at how much they were bonding with each other, minus one green-eyed teen.

After a rather quiet and uncomfortable lunch accompanied by none other than Kacchan, they had continued their assignment a little bit more content now on a full stomach, all except for little Midoriya.

He hadn't noticed when or where Todoroki had gone off to, all he knew was that he wasn't there. Stuck in a rather complicated situation, that afternoon he decided that they would talk it out the next day.

Come Thursday, as he walked into homeroom, he was surprised at the sight of an empty desk where his normally stoic friend would sit.

'He must be running late.' Was all he could make out as he quietly took his seat.

He looked out the window, relishing in how the cool autumn winds would shake the Sakura trees out in the garden, petal after petal would fall, signaling the end of summer.

As his mind drifted off to the sight outside, he couldn't help but compare his friendship with Kacchan to the petals that were now littering the once dark green grass.

'It's like we were just blown away one day, we were ended with a slight breeze, as summer ends and autumn sets, easily as that.' He was putting himself down, and he knew it.

'No more unhappy thoughts Izuku! As autumn sets, so does winter, both of which prepare the way for the bright upcoming spring. Life will flourish as it does every year, our friendship will flourish!' He cheered inwardly, as a window was slightly blown open.

One soft pink petal made its way into the room, carried gently by that cool autumn breeze, and it landed softly on his desk.

"Don't become that autumn breeze Kacchan, don't blow me away..." was whispered by the small boy, as he stared at the petal.

It was nearing the end of the school day and Todoroki was nowhere to be seen, to make things even worse, Uraraka had been too caught up in her assignment with Iida, so he really had no one to vent to about the situation.

Aizawa sensei had simply brushed aside the teen's absence and told him to just continue as if he was there, to examine the teen and his abilities, that Todoroki could catch up when he returned.

'If he returns...' he thought walking back to his desk.

On another note, Kacchan hadn't spoken to him since lunch yesterday, 'Back to being a mute, I guess.' He scoffed, pulling out his notebook.

'Woah Izuku, bring it down a bit, you aren't like this.' He scolded himself at the comment. Not one to let frustration get the best of him, he started his analysis on his partner and his abilities.

Being the book worm he was, he already had a great deal of information about the older bicolor haired teen, considering they had fought at the festival and then he had observed the encounter between Todoroki and Kacchan.

'What a great fight.' He thought, 'Kacchan's simply an amazing fighter.'

As he continued working, madly trying to come up with some sort of idea that could help them out on their technique, he began trying to mold Todoroki's fighting ability with the new fighting style he had been working on with All Might last night.