~ Reunited ~ Chapter 4

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ʜɪ! ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ǫᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ, sᴏ ʜᴇᴀᴅs ᴜᴘ. ʟᴀsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴄʀʏ, sᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏʙʙɪɴɢ; ɪғ ɴᴏᴛ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʟᴇss. Xᴅ. ᴊᴋ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ!

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Italics - Thinking.

Normal font - An action.

" Words like this " - Dialogue / speech

Bold writing - Future vision.

Izuku wakes up, drenched in sweat, panting like a dog and his emerald eyes were now glossy and red. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He had another nightmare. Kacchan! Why do you hate me! Can't you see?! I love you more than I love myself! I NEED YOU!

One of Izukus' new dads, James, peers round the door. " Hey kid, you ok? Izuku?" He had a worried look on his face.

" Yeah, I just had a nightmare. It was about the boy that hates me now. Why can't he see..." Izuku hadn't finnished his sentence but he was cut short.

" Because you blinded him. " James joked.

Izuku giggled. I guess staying here is a fresh start. A new life in a different city. It won't be so bad, right?

" C'mon Izuku, breakfast is getting cold. I bet Mack has already eaten half of his. " Izuku followed James downstairs. They turned right and entered the dining room, and sat down at the table. There, in front of him sat a solitude pancake, with blue berries as eyes, a banana slice nose, and syrup as a smile. Mom made this breakfast every morning. They're just trying to help, don't cry. You'll make them feel bad. Be kind. Hero's are strong.

Izuku started to eat. Something struck him. It tastes like moms' too. This is too much for me. Izuku dropped his knife and fork and started to cry. " Kiddo what's wrong?" Mack said, staring at Izukus' trickling tears.

" Mom made this breakfast every morning. It tastes like her pancakes too. "
Izuku said, choking on his words. Everything in this house reminds me of them. I want to go back. I want to go home. I want to cry into Kacchans' chest. I want to let everything out.

Izuku leans over and hugs the taller, skinny one. James hugs him back, patting his head. " Let it all out, don't plug things up Izuku. Vent to us anytime. " Why does he remind me of All-Might?! He feels just like him.

" I miss mom. I miss Kacchan; the boy that hates me, but I've had a crush on him for ages. I let it slip yesterday, and I went too far and blinded him. I just want a fresh start, so I'll stay with you guys until I'm stable enough to make money for myself."

Izuku wiped his tears and ate his breakfast. James and Mack looked at each other. This was going to be difficult.

Three years later, with 1A:

" Class, we have good news about the search for Midoriya! People have spotted him in the next town over! People have said that he was with 2 Older looking men that are married and they said that Midoriya looked about 6 "5. Are we going to go find him, or are we just going to ignore this wake up call?! Let's find Midoriya!"

" Yes, I miss Deku! " Katsuki said a calm, not angry sounding voice.

The 18 year old 3A class got onto the bus and were chatting, apart from Bakugou. He stared at the floor and muttered, like Midoriya used to. Bakugou missed Midoriya so much, that he started to act just like him. He even started making notes on everyone and ended up being the quiet kid in class. He was basically a loner. He secluded himself from the others and rarely ever put his hand up in class.

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