How We Came To Be

Chapter 11 - Don't Call Me That

Gazing out the window he sat by, he observed the quiet forest that surrounded their school campus. A small family of rabbits could be seen scurrying away as a hawk swooped around above them, angling itself before going for the dive.

'Oh no...' he thought, pulling at his soft green locks, it was going after the baby in the back.

He could already feel the bird's sharp claws as they dug their way in and around the infant creature. With a powerful flap of its wings, it pushed itself off and away from the forest ground and into the clear blue sky it went, the baby rabbit barely struggling anymore.

Saddened by what he'd just seen, his attention was brought back to homeroom as someone called his name from across the room. Turning to face the source of the call, he recognized the all too familiar face of his best friend.

"Uraraka! Good morning!" he said, his spirits rising at her enthusiastic smile.

Before taking the bus this morning, he had reminisced on the past, on days that he'd tried very hard to erase these past months.

'I guess he's still able to open old wounds.' He thought as he imagined the blond sitting in front of him.

The bus ride had been rather awkward, at least that's how he felt it. In a silent agreement, they decided to keep quiet the whole ride to school. Though he was happy that Kacchan had decided to sit with him.

On more than one occasion, when the bus would make a sharp turn, he'd feel their shoulders and arms press upon each other, sending a small jolt through his body, electrifying all his senses. Never had he ever felt something so...'unique' he thought.

He tried comparing it to the warmth he felt at having Todoroki's hand in his grasp the day before, but it was nothing like that. With Todoroki, it felt warm, oddly enough, he felt at peace and that relaxed him.

Though he and Kacchan weren't holding hands on the bus, nor was there any skin to skin contact, he could feel the heat the teen let off, it was on a whole different level than Todoroki's.

He felt as if every nerve ending was set on fire as they sent one electric impulse after the other, nonstop, never tiring, wanting more.

'This is new..' he thought to himself. He'd never felt anything quite like it. It was scary but it was also good, pleasurable in a sense.

Though not quite sure what it was he was feeling, he knew he wanted more. He craved it, as if his body was asking for something that it had once lost, as if it belonged to him.

He was quickly engrossed in some random gossip Uraraka wanted to share with him once she had made it to his desk, thoughts of a certain blond leaving his mind as quickly as they came.

Our angry blond wasn't doing any better himself. Though much more reserved than the nerd behind him, he didn't let this sensation get the better of him.

He had been staring at the nerd and called him 'beautiful'. He was beyond shocked at his crazy ass mind playing such messed-up jokes on him.

He had wanted to get off the bus when he noticed what he had said to the nerd, that is until he perceived his words had fallen on deaf ears, the nerd was too caught up watching the fucking sun.

Still not 100% sure of what was happening to him whenever the nerd was near him or when something reminded him of the green Deku, he felt at peace with something inside of him since yesterday. Even his dream last night hadn't left him waking sad or angry, but rather perplexed and giddy.

The kiss he had 'forced' upon the nerd in that vivid dream of his had left his waking lips with a burning sensation as they craved for more contact.