Forever and Always [✓]

8~ Punk Love

I got up and got ready, wearing what I said I would. My Marilyn Manson t-shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, Docs, silver chain, the piercings I was allowed to wear, and my black beanie. The teachers stopped caring that I didn't wear the uniform. I did the rest of my morning routine and heard a knock on my window.

I opened it to reveal Katsuki dressed as a punk with slightly damp hair. I smirked and opened the window all the way. He crawled in and sat on the chair that was in the middle of the room. "Ok, hair, then piercings." He nodded and I put a red and black towel around his shoulders. I brushed his surprisingly soft hair before slicking the sides and the back of his head back with water. I put the gel on what was wet. Then I opened the wash out hair dye and put it on the tips of his hair.

I put fake ear piercings in his ears. "Stick out your tongue." He rolled his eyes before sticking it out. I put the fake piercing on and handed him a mirror. He smirked and said "I could get used to this look." I smiled and grabbed my stuff. "C'mon we got school." He groaned but grabbed the bag he brought with him and followed me downstairs. I got 2 Monsters from the fridge and handed one to him. He took it and followed me out the door. "Wanna take my bike?" I smirked. "Hell yeah."

I opened the garage and climbed on after putting my Monster in my bag. Katsuki stuck his in his bag and got on, wrapping his arms around my waist like he did yesterday. I turned on the radio and backed out of the driveway. We took off down the street while I was screaming lyrics at the top of my lungs.

We pulled up to the school and climbed off the bike and we walked inside side by side. We got a lot of weird looks, especially Katsuki. They were used to me doing this, but not him. I pulled out my Monster and popped the tab. Katsuki copied my actions with his. It was actually pretty funny because it spewed, no much, but it scared him. He took a sip and looked at me. "This is awesome." I smirked and continued my walk to class.

We walked in together and everyone crowded around us. Kirishima was the first to say something. "How was the ride yesterday, Bakubro?" He smirked and everyone started to ask the same question. "What is he talking about 'ride'?"
"Katsuki and I rode on my motorcycle yesterday." They looked at me and simultaneously yelled "YOU HAVE A MOTORCYCLE?!" I flinched because it hurt my ears. Apparently Katsuki noticed because he said "Be quite, yelling hurts her ears." I nodded and walked off, taking a sip of my Monster.

"Everyone sit down." I said, the Bakusquad did as told, knowing I could hear footsteps approaching. We were all surprised to see Mr. Aizawa walk into the room, he looked like a mummy. "Morning class." He said in his usual tired tone. Iida said something but, like I always do when he speaks, I zoned out. Aizawa said something about our battle not being over. Everyone started to freak out.

"The sports festival is in 3 weeks." The class said something about the USJ attack but the sports festival is for everyone in U.A and that it's not gonna be canceled because we get scouted by pros and that this will show that it doesn't affect us. Mr. Aizawa said that the sports festival replaced the Olympics and that was another reason for them to not cancel it. Plus, the security with be tripled.

Mr. Aizawa dismissed class and I got an idea to do during lunch. Before anyone could walk out the door after Aizawa I stood up and told them to meet in front of the school. They were skeptical but did as told. I went up to the roof instead.

"HEY, UP HERE." They looked up, almost in horror. I smirked and yelled "WATCH THIS!" Before spreading out big black angel wings. When a demon does something heroic, they get either red or black angel wings. I jumped down and flapped my wings, soaring over them touching Katsuki's red hair. I smirked and did a flip before landing.

They crowded around me and asked "When did you get wings?"

"Well, when a demon does something heroic, they get angel wings. Either red or black, but the darker the shade of that color, the more powerful the demon. That's why mine are darker than any black you've ever seen." They looked at them in awe. "Can we touch them?" One of the girls asked. I stuck both my wings out. "Boys on one wing, girls on the other."