MomoJirou (fanfiction, girlxgirl)

Twelve

Momo's POV

     School goes on as usual, but Jirou's being a lot more interactive with class than how she was before and it makes me happy, but my heart ache at the same time. I was the one who caused her that pain... I shake my head. Gotta focus on the lesson. I write down whatever Aizawa-sensei writes and before I know it, it's time for quirk training. 

     I begin walking down and then I hear the Bakusquad behind me yell whispering at Jirou. 

    "What the hell happened yesterday?"

    "Is your hanahaki gone now?" 

     There's a lot of Jirou stuttering before you can actually make out what she's saying. "Um, classified and I think so? I mean the thorns and everything are gone, it's just that there's holes in my body making everything harder to do? So I'll get that checked out by Recovery Girl. I should probably go do that now... Bye guys!" I hear footsteps going away from us. Guilt bears down on me once again.

      When Jirou is gone, the Bakusquad goes on talking about me.

     "I'm so glad for Jirou, I'm glad she's moved on from Momo."

     "Right? I thought I got some kind of vibes from her but I guess not. She's just into Todoroki..."

     "JIROU DESERVES BETTER THAN HER!" Bakugo screams whispers. 

     "Hey man, it's not really her fault."

     "SO WHAT? SHE HURT OUR GIRL IN THE MOST PAINFUL WAY YOU COULD HURT SOMEONE!" Bakugo doesn't bother to keep his voice down anymore.

     "YOU KNOW I'M RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU GUYS!" I snap at the group, who all look apologetic(except Bakugo) now. I start to speed into the girls locker's room. 

     All the girls are in the locker room already getting dressed(besides Jirou) and they all look at me concerned. I guess I look as pissed as I am. 

     "What's wrong Yaomomo?"

      I let out a huff and wave my hand in dismissal, "It's nothing, I'm fine," I try to say pretending I am what I say, but it still sounds like I'm pissed. I sigh. "Sorry, just a lot of things going on for me..." The all nod in understanding. 

     "Is this about Todoroki?"

     "Sure." I'm already dressed now. I leave and go to practice my quirk. 

     I begin to practice my quirk by making an durable dummy and then I make an ax(yes an ax I need to let my frustration out) and start swinging the heavy thing at the dummy. I instantly feel my muscles starting to strain but know I have to build up both my strength and endurance so I continue to swing aimlessly at the dummy. 

    "You shouldn't just swing that around Momo." Aizawa-sensei says from behind me. I turn around quickly and see him leaning against a boulder from this weird room where we train our quirks. 

     "Oh! Aizawa-sensei! What exactly do you mean?" I ask raising an eyebrow. He still has his blank face when he starts walking towards me. 

     "The ax. If you want to get through enemies faster you gotta have somewhere you wanna hit to immobilize them." 

      I look at the ax and then to the dummy, where there's some decent scratches, but nothing that will knock the opponent out(except maybe blood loss but that's kinda dark).

     "Well where would I aim for then?" 

     "I would aim for here, preferably without an ax so we don't hurt them too much we're heroes we can't kill unless absolutely necessary," he says pointing just above the fake dummy's eight pack. The solar plexus. 

     "You've got to know what you want to do before entering a battle or else you'll figure it out too late. If you don't know what you want, you'll just be hitting around, getting somewhere in the fight, but nowhere at the same time," he says deep in thought and then just leaves!  Like damn! That was deep! I shake my head and look back to the dummy. 

     You've got to know what you want. I lunge forward, the tip of the ax diving into the solar plexus and swing the ax back above my head. There's a deep wound from where I hit and where I dragged the ax out. 

     What do I want? I go in for another swing at the dummy and dig the tip of the blade deeper than the last time, really pushing it back. I like Todoroki, but he doesn't make me feel as good as Jirou when I'm around her. When the ax is wedged in then I push it down to the side, with the ax tearing through the dummy until it cuts all the way through the dummy's side. I look at the dummy, where there's a gap between it's upper half and lower half besides its right shoulder still connected to the body. Let's change that. From where I'm carrying the ax, I turn the blade around and then swing it into the remaining material keeping the top half of the dummy from falling. Reminder: Never do that to an enemy. 

     "That was hot," A familiar voice says from behind me. I turn around and see Todoroki with half of his UA wear burning off. Probably overusing the fire part of his quirk... again. 

     "A-Are you sure? Because your outfit is still on fire." I say nervously pointing to his outfit. He looks down and then thinks nothing of it because he looks back up with his small smirk. Then the smirk disappears and is replaced with a frown. 

     "Is everything okay?" I ask him. He walks towards me and we're mere inches away from each other. 

     "I should be asking you that." He tells me looking concerned now. 

     "What's wrong?"

      "I heard some of the girls talking about how you seemed off and you said it was about me." He said crossing his arms. Man he's as intimidating as his dad right now, "so what's wrong?"

      "Um so, I got into the dressing room all grumpy and they asked if it was about you and I said 'sure' because I didn't want to talk about it. I'm sorry to make you worry." He seems somewhat relieved but still looks concerned.

     "Is everything okay Momo?" Why can't he be a jerk so I can end this easily?  

     "I, uh, think we need to break up," I say looking down so I don't have to see his reaction. I don't know what his face looks like right now, but when he talks it's his same monotone voice.

     "Why do you say that?"

     "B-Because I haven't been really paying attention to you lately and think you need to find someone who can give you more than I possibly could; I've just been so off with everything that's been happening with Jirou and everything." 

     "So you care for her?" I nod. 

     "Okay." 

      HUH?!  I look up at him. He's smiling. Not a forced smile, but a sad genuine smile. 

      "It's okay." Tears are building up in my eyes and I hug him. He hugs back as I cry into his chest. 

       "We can still be friends though, right?" I looked up at him with my gross crying face. He nods.

       "Of course, but maybe give it a little bit of time?" He asks. I nod eagerly and hug him again briefly. Once we part I try and clean my face up. 

        "So..." I start to say and he nods. 

        "Yeah..." He says and turns around and starts to walk away. It feels as if a big weight just disappeared from my shoulders. I let out a sigh of relief. I know what I want now. It's walking into the room with a big smile and greeting everyone. 

         Jirou.  

         A/N: So I was thinking about leaving it at that, but since I haven't really wrote anything for a while I just wanted to check in and wonder how little few of you who read this are. So... How are you peeps? Ew I did not like writing that it felt right at the moment though. I hope all of you are doing okay though and if not, you just gotta give things time, cuz' things are good in the end, if it's not good, it's not the end. Anyway, thanks again for reading this!