Where The Wind Blows ( Bakudeku Dance AU ) //COMPLETE//

CH.80 Suplicate

Deku POV

Both Kacchan and I went to a local bar that was one of those all-nighters. We fought for a while on who would do the honors of paying when we decided on the simple task of just splitting the bill. He's still the same as ever from what I could tell. We quickly ordered besides we had a load of questions just ready to spill out for one another.

"So..." He starts a tad awkwardly.

"So..." I respond not knowing what to say.

"Am I a good kisser-?" He teases winking an eye maliciously. I giggle and shove him out of my face. "Haha, But seriously... I've seen you on online magazines and assumed you became a model for dancers."

I sigh and laid my chin on my palm. "Yeah, but learning English was a pain in the ass. Especially when it came to those national judging panels for dancers who want to make it big. Enough about me though, what did I miss?"

"Hah... Not much." He hums while looking away sipping on the warm coffee. "Did you ever figure out a signature dancer name?"

I cock an eye at the quick change of subject. It's been five years, what's not to tell besides, 'not much'? "Well I decided to just get people to call me Deku. I never really told them my real name much. But Kacchan, what about you? I know there has to be more! What's your dancing name you prefer to be called by?"

He doesn't say anything as the waiter comes by and brings our food.

"Kacchan...?"

He stops and puts down his utensils.

"Deku, you've been calling me it for years."

This caught me off guard as I got really excited. "Seriously?! Why'd you choose that?!"

"Well... I missed being called that. I assumed if others started calling me by that name, it'd fill...you know...the hole."

I raise my eyebrows feeling a bit bad. I've been so busy in America under a five year contract I was never able to get the time to figure out what was going on in his life. "Err, you know what they say...!" I lifted up my fork and twirled it on the plate. "Eat spaghetti to forgetti your regretti!"

He looks a tad confused till he caught on and busted out in laughter. He then shoved a mouth full into my mouth. "Shut it, idiot."

"Besides Kacchan, every time I attempted to reach out to you, I always got, 'This number you dialed is no longer on service', or whatever. For the longest time I thought you got so angry and developed hatred towards me- that you blocked my number...haha..." I joked like I was nothing but it still genuinely hurt as if my predictions were correct.

Kacchan stands up and shouts, "THAT WASN'T THE CASE AT ALL!" We get odd stares and he immediately sits back down. "Deku, I attempted calling and texting you everyday. I've been getting endless nightmares for 5 years straight that something terrible was going to happen to your clumsy ass." He rubs his temple slightly irritated.

My stomach pained of sheer regret to see I did something like this. Was there anything I could've done, though?

He continues with his long rant. "I was never able to afford to travel to America, as not only the plane tickets were expensive but so were the living expenses. It was only this year...well, tomorrow... I was leaving."

I was in staggered by this even though the worst hasn't been said. Immediately many things ran through my mind. "W-What?! What about your dancing career?! What about becoming the best dancer the world has ever seen yet?"

He laughs and finally comes out with what has been straining him the whole dinner night. "Hah, stupid nerd... You already took that spot... I wouldn't of been able to do it without you anyways." He swallowed hard before he said something that would shock my ears forever. "I retired."