Cords to a story (Complete)

Reborn

"Momo... ugh..."

"Mhm... yes Izuku?"

"What are we.. what are we doing..?"

"Don't worry... This never happened, okay?"

Izuku and Kyouka were holding hands, walking back from the park. She kicked a pebble and it splashed over a puddle.

"It feels like everything's going to be better now." Jirou still had puffy bloodshot eyes but her smile was earnest.

Izuku agreed, sharing her smile. "Yeah, Kyouka." Squeezing her hand. "You and Momo are good friends, that won't change."

Jirou sighed and then shivered. Izuku released her hand, placing his arm over her shoulders, bringing her in for warmth. "Thanks." She muzzled out all comfy, rubbing her red nose over his ribcage. "God, I don't want to face anybody looking like this."

"Hm, I got my wallet. Wanna go to the arcade?"

She giggled and smacked his chest. "Sure, sounds like our kind of date."

They played and laughed. The tension slowly released from both their shoulders, forgetting about the drama. They were playing the same gun game that they first played on their first date. Her finger was rubbing the trigger. "Hey, um, Izuku?"

"Yeah, Kyouka?" Pulling a green pistol out of the game holster.

"Are you... are you still remembering this?" A call back to their date here.

It caught him off guard because he hadn't. He had to shake his head. "No, not as much as I had hoped, b-but we can make more memories."

Jirou let out a sigh of relief. "Yeah I was feeling guilty cause I had forgotten too, I only remembered because of the pistol in my hand. It's just, after everything that's happened, it feels like so long ago, even if it has only been a few months."

"April..."

Kyouka turned her face to him.

"This all started at the end of April." He was staring down at the pistol. Kyouka didn't know if he was being nostalgic to remember their past or to forget something in the present, because for a moment his eyes looked solemn. It vanished as soon as it came. He rose his head and turned to her, smiling. Kyouka didn't know how to take that moment of weakness in his eyes. She pretended she didn't see it because it obviously wasn't meant to be seen.

"Hey, let's play!" Kyouka tried to cheer. 'C'mon, he's always trying for me! Remember get into that supportive crap he's always giving me.'

"Yeah, let's just forget about today!" Izuku had a bright smile, but Jirou could tell the light was flickering.

They killed zombies like last time, but Jirou could tell his heart wasn't in it, unlike last time. She knew he was trying not to show it and she didn't want to bring it up. They just had a strenuous conversation, adding more seemed insensitive at this point.

They were looking for another game to play after getting mauled by zombies, walking around the arcade. "Hey Kyouka, actually I gotta use the restroom, I'll be right back."

"Oh, sure babe. I'll guess I should use it too."

"What's wrong with me!" Izuku whispered harshly, splashing water on his face. He placed his hands on the counter. He stared at the mirror, visibly frustrated.

Flush. The stall opened and he walked out with a useless step in his bounce. "Hiee!" He slipped on the dry tile floor somehow. "Ow, ow, ow."

Izuku rose an eyebrow. 'He slipped from a normal step? The floor isn't even slippery, it actually feels like it has good traction.' Nonetheless, "are you okay?" Izuku bent down and offered his hand.