The Sky Is Blue

"Hey Kirishima," Katsuki found himself talking in the quiet of the moment, and to his own surprise a name slipped out of his lips instead of a rude taunt, "Do you think we will ever be able to agree on anything?" It was a simple question, one he already knew the answer to, but he couldn't help but ask it to the new red-head that barged into his life.

It was laughter that filled his ears though, not a coherent response as he had been expecting, but he couldn't bring his emotions to sway towards irritation, as the sound was sweet. "I don't think so. But do me a favour. What do you see?" The voice was familiar to Katsuki by now, and although he wasn't one to follow requests he found himself obliging.

"The sky," He mumbled nonchalantly, casting his gaze at the vast expanse of above, and finding the view quite boring, as there was no bright smile to greet him, or warm red eyes crinkled at the edges due to laughter. "And what colour is it?" Heaving a sigh, he turned his face to finally look at the other, and the very possibility of a bloom of annoyance died in his veins. "Blue." It was that simple one word answer, that caused Kirishima's lip to curl upwards, and Katsuki decided his current view was more beautiful than anything else around him.

"There you have it! We can at least agree on the fact that the sky is blue!" He made the statement sound like a grand victory. And as Katsuki tilted his head once more to look up high, despite all the inconsistencies with the other's wording, he couldn't help but wonder if the sky knew any colour other than blue.