Bakugou POV
The day went on, and who was to say I wasn't proud of the nerd? He ended up being right below me on the list. So, fourth. Figures sense his slight slip up in the end. That just means he'll have to be pushed harder. I'll have no problem of helping him with that.
I was walking home with him as we said our final goodbyes and parted ways. Life was really starting to perk up some. For the better, really. I was looking forward to being able to finally getting around to reading the journal about me the nerd came up with. Rather I wasn't looking forward to looking into the League of Dancers. I was soon greeted by the hold hag at the door the moment I stepped in.
"Hey! Don't forget to take of your shoes, Katsuki!" The hag yelled.
"Give the kid a break, Mitsuki." My four eyed father chuckled.
I don't have the time to waste agonizing on the two. Instead I made a jolt to my room and locked the door. I opened the drawer for where I kept the journal in. It wasn't there. I could only guess where it was.
"OKAY. WHO HAS IT?" I broke down my door hollering.
"HAH?" The hag yelled.
My dad just continued to flip through his book in peace, knowing the storm that was about to corrupt.
"I KNOW ONE OF YOU HAVE IT. GIVE IT UP."
" WHAT ARE YOU YELLING ABOUT?! "
"YOU KNOW!" I trampled my way to the old woman.
"Do I?" She cocked an eyebrow, a smirk appearing on her cheek.
"STOP PLAYING STUPID, OLD HAG! YOU'RE NOT THAT AGED THAT YOU HAVE DEMENTIA!" I put my foot on the couch of where she was sitting.
"AND WHAT IF I DO? COULDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT, CAN YOU?!" She bites back at my cruel comments.
We sat there growling at each other till we felt something hit the back of our heads.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" The old hag and I called out.
My four eyed dad exhaled at the boiling children in front of him. He then dragged me over the other sofa, sitting me down. Then he walked back over to sit the old hag back down on the other sofa. Now he gained control of the situation.
"I couldn't try to make this situation rational even if I wanted too, but the both of you are at each other's throats more then ever. Mind explaining?" My dad said with a straight face. You'd mistaken this man for Dr.Phil for the composure he's keeping.
"HE DID IT!" she shouted pointing at me.
"SHE DID IT! " I shouted as well as pointing at her.
All my dad could bring himself to do was slapping himself in the face with his book.
"I don't remember have TWO children in this household." He whispered beneath his breath. "What is the main problem."
" I can't find my journal I left in my drawer. " I emphasized the 'my' eyes pierced dagger looks at the hag.
"What did it look like?" The old man asks.
"White and blue on the outside said ' #13 ' on the side it said 'Kacchan'." I explained.
" Oh? That? Oh yes, I went in your room earlier to take back my laptop and something smelled terrible, even for you. " I growled at that comment but he simply continued. "I found the smell was coming from your drawer, finding an old protein bar. I chose to clean it out for you."
I immediately stood up.
"Don't worry, your items are on the counter you rushed passed when you came through the door." He folded his arms looking down.
I made my way to the dinning room and looked on the counter. It wasn't there! I ran back into the living room.
"WHER-"
"Apologize." He said.
" What?! "
"Apologize to your mom."
"For what?!"
He gave me a strict look, " for being an ass. "
"Tsk. I-I I'm-"
"Go on" he said.
"I'M TRYING GIVE ME A MINUTE."
I attempted to spit out the words "I-I-I I am SORRY?" I manage to get off my tongue.
" As good as its going to get. Mitsuki? " he looked over at the hag.
" EHM. I-I I APOLOGIZE MY OH DEAR LOVING SON, MY FAVORITE SON. " She sarcastically said.
"Okay that's enough. Hes your only son so no need to exaggerate." He got up and handed me the note book.
At last! What a waste of valuable time! I ran back to my room once more ready to gather info. This was my first time I got to flip through this book. As I opened it, it was like his other books. Colorful and full of notes. The only difference this was more of a diary. I flipped through the pages. Most of this was giving me nostalgia due the memories of the two of us written down.
" Day 8/1/XXXX
Today me and Kacchan were going to our first ever music festival! It takes place once every year and we both always look forward to going! "
When was the last time the nerd and I even done that...
" We went around playing games and sharing pocky sticks! He likes the Mocha Green Tea but I really prefer the Vanilla... That's okay though! Because we did other activities too! "
I laughed at this slowly having the memories stuffed in the back of my head slowly crawling their way back to me. Slight blush made its way on my face as I thought of how much my childhood friend has grown.
" I ended up sneaking my way upon stage, doing random dancing. Kacchan followed not too long afterwards to bring me down. Instead he joined me! He challenged me to a dance off in front of the large crowd. Of course he won! He never looses! He's so cool! For the rest of the time he wouldn't let go of my hand as we ran around everywhere! Best day ever! "
I slightly wiped my eyes. Damn, I would like my eyes to stop sweating so much. The rest was more diary entries of past memories and a couple sketches of me doing certain moves. There were certain notes around it. Nothing that would seem like a big of a deal. Though, it meant a lot to me. He's been really looking after me. I thought I was the one doing the looking after. Heh, how the tables have turned on me. I sat back in my chair, staring at the ceiling thinking long and hard.
I pulled out my phone and looked up on League of Dancers. I didn't stop there. If it was needed I went beyond that and went on unsecure websites. I knew what I had to do at this point to ensure the shitty Deku's safety.
The nerds safety
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