What is a typical rich girl? For a better word, an heiress? Jewelries, dresses, gourmet food, fame, money, a handsome fiancée... Almost everything a girl my age wishes is what I have. I am Midoriya Izuku, the only heir to the well known hospital in the country, Midoriya Medical Center. Your typical rich high school girl. My father, Midoriya Hisashi, a very distant yet strict in both with me and running the hospital. Honestly, when we face each other, it would only result in reprimanding, scolding, and shouting; all about what I should do and me not trying hard enough. My late mother was my only comfort as a toddler. Yes, outside I am a typical rich school girl hat has anything a girl could ever want... But Im also the girl who doesnt want what she has. Today is just another day of school. It's already 7:30, class starts in an hour, I just need to get my things packed from my desk and I'm off. I sighed as I stared at my notebooks. I've been studying for hours last night and only retired to my bed when the clock hit 3 am. I woke up at 6:30 so I'm not sure if I can manage to pay attention in class.
"Princess?"
A knock on the door interrupted my train of thoughts.
"Y-yes? You may come in by the way"
A brunette popped out of the large wooden doors from outside my room. Uraraka Ochako, my recently appointed attendant. She's been here at the mansion for just 2 months and yet I already feel comfortable with her. She tends to my needs properly, the age as me, and as my attendant, she goes to school with me, also as a student. Ochaco is very easy to talk to as she gives off a warm friendly aura, I see her presence as a form of relaxation.
"Are you ready? Cause the me and the car is!" She stepped inside with a giggle
"I-Im sorry! I just need to get- uh, these ready." I shoved my notebooks inside my bag in a hurry. I can't be late even for just a second. If this reaches my father I-
"Princess you've been at it all night again?" I zipped my bag and carried it with my shoulders. I turned to Ochako who had a worried look on her face.
"Ochako, you know I had to." I smiled as we made my way out of my room and headed outside where the car bound to take us to school awaits us.
"Yeah... of course you do, but you're killing yourself this way. Your sorry excuse for a dad needs to tone it down."
"Ochako!" I placed my palm on her mouth and looked around with a panic, and thank god no one was around.
"Please be more careful with your words, I dont want you dragged out of this place in the middle of the night and find your dead body in some gross alley."
She removed my hand and grinned.
"I'm not that stupid princess, I know the rounds of the guards in this mansion, and I say that the hallway near the stairs is the closest place guarded. I plan on keeping my job." She winked with the last few words before dragging me with her. I smiled at her words. This is another thing I like anout her, she also hates my father, but the only difference is she's brave enough to bad mouth him. When we're inside my private quarters, there were times I'd tell her about my bad day that stemmed from my father. After hearing me out, she'd insult and curse my father with a shushed voice that made my stomach hurt from laughing. Everything that I couldn't say, she was there to voice it out. When we finally reached the car, Ochako opened the door for me, but before I could mutter a thank you, a butler asked for my attention.
"Excuse me milady, but there has been a few changes on your schedule today."
I looked at him and the person standing next to him, his arms crossed in his chest. my trainer Vlad King. This could only mean one thing...
"Izuku, from 6 in the evening till 10, we'll be having training. The seminar you were supposed to hold this night was canceled by your father and suggested we do not waste time."
I knew it...
"Yes, sir..." I bowed and made my way inside the car. Ochako followed after doing the same.
"I'm sorry princess... If only I could bare some of your burdens." She hushed.
"I'm used to it, not to waorry."
"That's scary... getting used to it."
"Having a seminar led by me canceled and replaced with training means one thing."
"They're..."
I sighed.
"A bunch is on the move again."
A bunch.
I lied earlier. I am not your typical rich high school girl. To start off, as the only heir to a large, well known hospital, in an early age I've been studying medicine already. Cardiology to be exact. It is the main reason why I've been up all night. I was tasked to hold a seminar for college students studying cardiology and I was praparing for it all night long only to be canceled because of them. My attendance in highs chool is nothing but mere formalities. I have been home schooled till I was 12, but ever since I was introduced to my fiancee, I started going to school like a normal teenager. Although at the same time, professors come by at the mansion to teach me medicine. Another life twisting reason why I'm not like the others is I'm also the heir to an underground organization. A vampire slaying underground organization...
"Princess?"
"Yes?"
"What do you think of them?"
"Them?"
Ochako sat back, eyes darted out the window. I checked the small window in the partition of the car. Closed. Good.
"The vampires huh..."
Ochako looked back at me with a small smile.
"Have you ever killed one princess?"
I was surprised for a moment.
"I haven't..."
"Are you ready to kill one though?"
"Ochako... About your first question..."
"What you think about them?"
"Yes... well, can I be perfectly honest with you?"
Ochako held both of her hands up.
"I got you princess." I giggled at that. It seems that she's the only reason for my smiles nowadays.
"One day I'd have to face one... that's for sure." She looked at me inently.
"But Ochako... I don't want to hurt anyone."
Her eyes noticeably widened by a fraction.
"During my trainings, I try to make myself seem weak as possible. So that no one from the organization would think of me as a tool. I can run the hospital just fine, but I can't do the same with the other half of my father's domain."
"Princess, you don't want to kill vampires...?"
"As much as possible I don't. I only agreed to my training for self defense, I'm the heiress so it's only natural for vampires to be after me."
"But the organization, your dad..."
"I have my fiancee to run father's organization along with his in the future, Ochako. Once we're married, our families vampire slayer orgs will fuse into one." I closed my eyes as I remembered him.
"So everything's fine for now then!" She cheered.
"And by that, I mean you won't get to kill vampires and run the org, you're against that right?" I smiled in understanding.
"Yeah, I guess... But my fiancee is overseas right now, he's there for 3 more months till he gets back here in Japan. So if vampire attacks ever arises, it's possible that father would would subject me into combat."
"But he sees you as weak, I don't think he would do such a thing." I sighed. I wish that was true, but my father already sees me as a tool.
We rode our way to school in a comfortable silence. As we neared our destination, Ochako asked again.
"Why is it that you don't want to kill vampires, princess? I mean, being a medical student and killing doesn't really go well together, is that it?"
"... I'm looking for somone."
"Someone..?"
"Yes, I'd like to meet that someone again someday. He's the one who convinced me the opposite of my father's teachings. But then he suddenly disappeared years ago... and I have so much to ask him... and tell him." I looked outside
the window, replaying my memories from years ago.
"Is he a vampire?"
"Haha... you can mistake him for one, but no, he's not." I giggled fondly as the image of the said person went through my head.
"Ah princess, we're here." Ochako reminded and opened the car for us. I followed her out to face the same scenario I experience every time I walk through the school. I hung my head low to avoid the piercing stares. I can hear whispers and greetings and tried to greet back. This is how my morning goes ever since I was in middle school and I can never get used to it. I don't like attention when I'm not asking for it. We reached our classroom and settled down our seats. A few people gathered around me and I quickly became uneasy.
"Good morning, princess! Have you heard the news?" A girl asked me with a loud voice as I tried remembering her name.
"U-uhm. No, what is it?' I stammered
"Now don't tell her that! You're ruining my chance!" I glanced at my other classmate, his name was... Mineta I think?
What? What chance?
"As if you'd have a chance with the princess." The girl bit back, I remember now, her name is Hagakure. I have trouble remembering my classmates since I always hung my head low, trying to avoid gazes as I seem to attract too much attention.
"You take that back! Unlike you, the princess is kind!" Mineta shot back. I'd hate to interrupt now and tell them I have a fiancee already because that would attract more attention.
"Well, enough about you. We're here to talk about the new transfer student."
"Huh?"
"We're having a new student, princess! A guy on top of that! isn't it exciting? I hope he's hot!' Hagakure squeeled. Again. I have a fiancee. My other classmates around me shared their excitement. Mostly girls. I triedcto blend in by smiling. I turned to Ochako who was seated across the room and gave her a look that screamed 'help me'. She stood up but the bell chimed in that signaled us to settle down. I sighed in relief as the crowdcaround me disperesed and our homeroom teacher came in. Sosaki sensei wasted no time bringing up the news.
"Good morning everyone. I know this isn't a surprise anymore but there will be an addition to this class."
The class cheered, I mean, the girls... mostly.
"You two, you may enter."
"Two?' The class chorused
The front door opened to reveal a familiar red spikey hair. My eyes widened and my jaw fell into a small fraction, but what made me want to cry is the one who entered next. They stepped in front of the class next to sensei. My mind was completely blank but my body is aching to run up to them and hug them. I can hear squeals and cheers. The whole room was noisier than ever but nothing registered inside my mind. I can even hear my heart beat increasing. Wasn't it a few minutes ago that I told Ochako that I wanted to meet him? Well, he's here now, right in front of the class, a few steps away. But my body is frozen. I wanted this room to be empty, just the 3 of us. I have so much to ask and my heart can't contain the mixed emotions I'm feeling right now. There came the feeling of frustration.
"Introduce yourselves, please." Sosaki sensei's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Well, these are our names. I hope we can get along." Kiri said as he wrote both of their names.
"Kirishima Eijiro, I'll be in your care." He followed and turned to the class with a grin to bow.
The whole class errupted once again, and slowly diverted to the guy next to him.
I locked my gaze on him as well. Am I dreaming? Am I still at my quarters, asleep and blissfully dreaming? If so, then god, please don't wake me up now.
"Kacchan..." I muttered silently. And as if he heard me, his eyes landed on me as well. I felt my heart stop and took in his full image, his pants sagged a little despite wearing a belt, he's wearing the usual uniform but the tie was left out and a few buttons on his shirt was undone. His form slouched and has both hands in his pockets. His hair was the same as the last time I last saw him; spikey and disheveled yet it never fails to enhance his charms. His lips bent into a frown, the exact opposite of Kiri. Finally as I stared into his eyes, my blood ran cold. He was glaring at me... Also the exact opposite of how he used to look at me years ago. I don't know why but I felt my heart crack. Those blood red eyes... The color I should hate yet came to love.
"Bakugou Katsuki..." He grumbled with a low voice and diverted his attention to the class. Why does it feel like something is wrong...? I feel like the two in front of me are complete strangers. I hung my head low with a frown, my hands clasped together on my lap. It can't be mistaken. Sure Kiri dyed his hair red, but I can never forget his face. The questions I want to ask them just increased.
"Both of you may take your seats at the back of the room." Sensei started. My seat is at the second row at the very left by the windows. I'm a little relieved that their seat was far from mine... but we were on the same column. Both moved to take their seats, and my heart stopped as I can see from my peripheral vision that Kiri is headed my way. 'Idiot, of course he's headed this way. We're in the same column.' I thought. I kept my face hidden still. I don't know how to face them now. My mind is about to explode and my heart can't contain these emotions, I don't know how to react if our sights aligned one more time.
"Deku chan?"
I was too busy with my own musings that I didn't notice the still figure beside me. My heart stopped but my body dared to look up at the owner of the voice. He placed a hand on my desk and leaned in by a fraction towards me.
"Hey, it is you! It's been years huh? We're definitely gonna catch up later 'kay?"
Like always, I'm blinded by Kiri's grin. He's always been like that, so pure and innocent. He ties me and Kacchan together back then. Setting that aside for now, I felt a wave of relief because of the way he interacted with me. It was like they never mysteriously disappeared without a word. But since it was like this already, I can't pass up the opportunity. I smiled, containing my genuine emotions and replied.
"Yes... Of course."
"Later then!" he waved as he continued his way. Murmurs and whispers began flooding the whole class.
"They know each other?"
"Did... The princess just... smile?"
"This SO looks like the start of a shoujo manga!"
"No way! The princess is for everybody!"
"Maybe they went to the same middle school?"
"Childhood friends sounds more romantic!"
"Something's must be up! The princess doesn't smile like that!"
I ignored them and my eye went to find Kacchan and immediately regretted them. Before he took his seat, he paused to look at me one more time with a menacing glare. His eyes were dead and menacing, as if I'm a target that's meant to be killed. I looked away immediately. Why is Kacchan acting like that? I know that our last meeting did not end well but I think it's too petty to be holding a grudge against that. The Kacchan I see right now feels different... But maybe later he will explain everything... I hope. The class then continued the usual way. But I can't say the same when it comes to my mind, I'm tired, confused, and anxious. I want this class to be over already. I stared at my notebook for who knows how long until I heard my name being called by my math teacher. I instantly stood up. Oh god why, it seemed obvious that I was surprised now.
"Y-yes sir?" I stuttered! I'm losing my poise now. Wait, why am I so concerned with my actions now?
"Do you have the answer to this problem?" What problem? I mean- My eyes went straight to the board and searched for the unanswered math problem.
"Um..." I started out. "y equals ln of x, over 2x squared... is y prime equals 1 minus 2 ln of x, over 2x cube..." My voice came out flatly as I said that, an attempt to make myself look calm. I bothered to be careful with my actions too much that I seemed to have forgotten to act like I actually solved it minutes ago, when I actually just happened to come across this problem years ago and just remembered the answer.
"Oh my, sharp memory as always, Midoriya. Correct." I bowed my head and took my seat. I made a mistake because the class is back to praising me again. I don't deserve too much credit because I just happened to be lucky to face the problem that is etched into my brain because I got it wrong once, leading to my tutor to strike my palms with a wooden stick.I cried myself to sleep after that, I couldn't even move my hands. My classmates's attention on me only vanished when the bell started to ring. It's lunch time. When the teacher left the room, everyone scattered along. Would it be a good time to talk to Kiri and Kacchan right now? Should I tag Ochako
along? I-
"Princess!" Ochaco called out as she aproached me.
"Ochaco, umm..."
"You need to talk to him right? Go ahead, I still need to run an errand for Sosaki sensei for a bit. Go with them first, I'll be back here after 10 minutes to set up
our lunch." She didn't even missed a beat.
"Oh, okay... I'll be back after a few minutes as well." I smiled.
"'Kay then, catch you later, princess!" She ran off.
"Princess, huh? Sound about right to me." Another voice came close to me to replace Ochaco's. I turned around to find Kiri, facing me with a toothy grin. I was hit with a wave of nostalgia, so much that my body moved on its own. I stood up my seat and wrapped my arms around him, my head buried on his chest.
"Woah, I missed you too Deku chan, haha." Kiri chuckled out and patted the crown of my head, his other arm circled around my waist. I felt my tears on the brink of falling.
"Kiri I..." I mummbled againts his chest before tilting my head up to look at him.
"Not here though." He smiled and placed a finger on his lips. I was slapped back to reality and pushed myself away from him, my face hot and red. There's still a few people left inside the room excluding us, some are squealing while the others are whispering. I need to get a grip over myself.
"I-I'm sorry..." I muttered and hung my head low. He puffed out a chuckle and took my right hand.
"It's fine. C'mon, I know where we can talk."
"Where's Kacchan?" I eyed his seat but it was empty.
"Beats me, lets go." Kiri dragged me out of the classroom. I'm pretty sure rumors are going to start now... I just hope it doesn't reach my father. Kiri, led me upstairs till we reached the rooftop of the school. I've never been here before, I never even knew students were allowed here.
"Is this place alright with you Deku chan?" Kiri asked and let go of my hand. He leaned onto the railings, looking at the distance as the wind brushed his hair.
"Here is fine..." I leaned in as well, my eyes scanning the same distance.
"I'm sorry Deku chan." Kiri started.
"Sorry for what?" A bit confused.
"For leaving without a word..." He was frowning now.
"Can I ask why Kiri..?" I landed my gaze on his eyes now, searching for answers. He closed his eyes before turning to me.
"Izuku... I know this isn't pretty manly... But I can't tell you that yet."
"Why..? Kacchan seemed to have changed too..." I countered.
"That...I-"
"Just by seeing how he glares at me, I know he hates me now, Eijiro... It only fuels my curiosity. Why did you two dissapear 5 years ago? Why is Katsuki bloody angry with me, why can't you tell me? Kiri, I have so much more to ask." I pleaded, my body fully turned at his direction. His frown only deepened, shifting his gaze away from me to the school grounds.
"Izuku... I still don't know..."
"You... don't know what?" Now Im confused.
"The truth yet. There is a twisted reason why we left... I- We couldnt accept it, so we're still trying to figure out if what happened was real..." My forlorn gaze sank down to the school grounds as well.
"But... it had to do something with me... doesn't it? Kacchan... he's-"
"Changed." Kiri butted in before I finished. I snapped my neck towards him again.
"That's true, but..."
"Izuku he's not the same Kacchan we used to play with years ago." Kiri looked back at me with pure sadness and continued.
"That's why please... until we solve this, stay away from Katsuki. All of this revolves around him, that's why he's acting like that."
"But Eijiro, we were friends! If something happened to him, how come he accepts you? What about me? If I talk to him, I could-" I felt to firm hands on my shoulder.
"Izuku, no." He paused.
"Leave this matter to us. Katsuki, he... he was ruined after what happened 5 years ago, that's why he left, I just happened to be there when it happened and managed to
stick to him... That's why, Izuku.. Stay away from Katsuki Bakugou." My wide eyes spilled tears with my gaze connected to Eijiro.
"I... wasn't there for him..." I looked down to my feet as Eijiro released my shoulders.
"My friend... Kacchan was suffering but I'm not able to do anything." I sobbed.
"It- It's... not-" I heard him swallow a lump in his throat.
"-your fault, Deku chan."
I was about to retort but the metal creaking of the door opening took our attention. A blond hair jutted out before entering completely.
"Oh, there you two are! Hey princess, seems that Uraraka chan is looking for you, she's started preapring your lunch back at the room."
It's... Kaminari kun. We're quite close, as we share the same interests and in the same class. I immidiately wiped away my tears.
"How did you know we're here, Den- Kaminari?" Kiri asked
"I didn't know, man. I just always come here to eat my lunch everyday." He lifted his bento, as he walked to our direction.
"Oh, you two know each other?" I asked them curiously.
"Well, Kaminari's seat is right in front of me, so it can't be helped." Kiri answered calmly with a smile.
"The guy doesn't have an eraser so I lent him mine." Kaminari halted before us with crossed arms againts his chest.
"Haha, Kiri you always make friends so fast." I Giggled out as they watched me walk towards the door.
"Thank you Kiri. I may not get it for now, but I'll be patient. I'll be taking your advice." I turned back with a smile and grabbed the doorknob to help myself out.
At least Kiri is approachable. Maybe I can have myself updated on Kacchan through him. But before I go back to the room, I need to fix my appearance, my nose and eyes are still red after my drama with Kiri. Although the nearest functioning restroom is on the same floor of my classroom. Which means there will be a lot of people in the hallway to see me... Ahhh what to do, I shouldn't have cried that much! I don't want people asking me why I cried, so I have no choice. I took out my handkerchief from my pocket and unfolded it to the size of my face and kept it there. Well- running is not an option because that's not allowed in the hallways so I just need to cover up my face and hang my head low like always... Even if I look stupid... since this is my fault anyways. I guided myself down the stairs with my hand on the railings till I reached my floor, I speed walked to reach the restroom and I had to ignore a few greetings. When I stepped inside, no one was around, which made me sigh in relief. I folded back my hankie and placed it near the sink and washed my face. I checked myself in the mirror before muttering to myself.
"You can do this Deku." And slapped both of my cheeks to wake up my senses. I dried my face and headed out for my classroom.
"Princeeeeesssss." Ochaco called out as I enetered the room.
"Ochaco, sorry I took so long." I took my seat and looked at the bento boxes laid out on my desk.
"No, not at all. It just so happened that I finished Sosaki sensei's errands quickly." She took the seat in front of me.
"Thanks for the food." I clapped my hands.
"What were they anyway." I asked before eating.
"Thanks for the food! I just delivered papers from another room to her." She answered before digging in as well.
"I think it's for the cutural festival, I'm so excited!" She cheered with her mouth full. I swallowed before I giggled. I never minded her bad manners when it's just the two of us. When I'm just with Ochaco, I'm not an heiress. Just a friend. Although she wont stop calling me princess. We ate in comfortable silence after that. I guess we're both hungry. A few minutes before the bell rings, we finished our lunches. But before cleaning up, I reaced for my hankie inside my pocket only to realize that it was empty.
"Oh my..." I muttered and stood up abruptly.
"What's up princess?" Ochaco asked with concern.
"My handkerchief... It's not here. I must've left it in the restroom."
"You can get it later, princess. It's 2 minutes till the bell rings. Sensei is on her way, and everyone is already inside." She suggested as she hurriedly packed our lunch. She has a point... But I feel uneasy, knowing my stuff is supposed to be with me but it's not, even more so that I know it's just near.
"Ochaco, I'm gonna get it. I'll be right back immediately." I bolted off. Careful not to actually run. I pray to god that I don't cross paths with my next teacher. I reached my destination and immediately pushed the door open, but unlike almost an hour ago, the restroom was occupied. In a strange way that broke my heart.
"Haha, Bakugou don't leave marks."
A flirty voice passed through my ears accompanied with an unsightly image through my head. A half naked girl sitting by the sink, her head thrown back in ecstasy. One of her hands digging through a familiar ash blond locks. The owner of the said locks didn't halt his actions. He continued kissing through the girls neck fervently, his hand on the back of her neck, the other on her chest. I don't know why but I wanted to cry, scream, and stop them. Why would I wanna stop them? Because it's wrong. Is it? Maybe they're together. Are they? They shouldn't be doing it in this kind of place. But who are you stop them? My mind became shambled. I took a shaky step back and that's when they noticed me. A small scream passed the girl's lips.
"W-what? Who- M-Midoriya sama?" She scrambled to cover herself. Kacchan slowly tore his attention away from her to look at me. He wasn't glaring this time but he still had that dead eyes towards me with indifferent, aloof manner.
"Oh... seems we have company." He voiced out with a foxy smug grin. Is he enjoying this? Why? I- Oh yeah... This isn't the same Kacchan I...
I retracted my hand from the door and turned away immidiately and headed back to my class. I believe my soul escaped out of my body because not only do I feel dead right now, but I also feel like a running zombie in the hallway. I reached the backdoor of our room and slid it open.
"Midoriya? For you to be late is quite odd. Where were you?" Oh no... My history teacher beat me here.
"T-The restroom... Kayama sensei, Sorry I took so long." I answered in a meek manner.
"Apology accepted, but please never repeat this action again. When the bell rings, everyone must be inside the room, seated. Now take your seat." She sighed out. I know she's disappointed because it's me after all... the so called perfect student. I should have just listened to Ochako. I trudged my way to my seat at the front when Kayama sensei noticed something.
"Who's the one seated there? At the very back row in the fourth column?" I froze.
"Back here? It's Bakugou, Sensei." I heard Mineta answer. I hope they don't get the wrong idea.
"Midoriya?" God why must you hate me now?
"Y-Yes?" I looked at Kayama sensei shakily.
"Have you seen your classmate out there?" I can feel my blood run cold. Should I tell her the truth? But it would be inappropriate to tell her here. But I'm not that good at telling lies. What should I tell her?
"I-I-" Before I was able to continue, the back door reopened with a slam. Everyone looked back, a bit startled. Standing there was Kacchan, looking like a full fledge delinquent, glaring at the class.
"And where were YOU, mister? Care to spare some of your manners?" Kayama sensei asked and glared back at Kacchan.
"The restroom, what of it?" Kacchan bit back as he slammed the door closed and went to his seat.
"The restroom. So both of you were from the restroom?" My head snapped back at sensei. I hope she's not thinking anything weird.
"Duh? She even peeped on me." Kacchan said with a sarcastic chuckle.
"I didn't peep on you!" I finally answered back. Kacchan only raised a brow at me as if what I said was a complete hoax. Then I remembered the scene back at the restroom and felt my heart race again.
"I mean, yes I saw you b-but I didn't peep on you!" Now the whole class is mumbling. Kacchan sighed before answering.
"You never changed you fucking loser. Your shit ass hurried back to class first because I fucking caught you looking. Still a motherfucking liar, are we?" Kacchan's calm yet harsh voice resonated throughout the whole room as he declared in anger. His words tore through my heart. I'm a liar... Now that I look back on it, I'd never been fully honest with Kacchan... That's why I wanted to find him and tell him everything. I didn't answer and hung my head low as Kacchan continued to glare at me. His words were wrong and correct at the same time. But I was weakened with the word 'liar'.
"I... don't think the princess would do that." I heard hagakure mutter with a small voice but enough to be heard.
"Isn't that kinda far-fetched?" The others followed. I wanted to speak up but part of me felt guilty because he brought back our past. I know that he's trying to turn tables to make me look bad but it seems that I lost my voice already.
"Oh, please how many years have you fuckers known this bitch?" Kacchan started up again. I want to cry right here, right now.
"Katsuki stop it." Kiri reprimand, all of his seriousness concentrated in his being. Katsuki gave him a quik side glance but went back to me immediately.
"Shut up. You should know what kind of a lying fuck she is-"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Kayama sensei slammed both of her hands down her desk. I flinched at the hardness of her voice.
"Mr. Bakugo, I don't know who you think you are but your actions cannot be tolarated in this school. I asked a simple yes or no question, I did not demand for irrelevant talking." This is the first time that I was caught between an intense situation here at school. I would always stay out of trouble no matter what as I'm always scolded enough by my father. Kacchan on the other hand, only replied with a click of his tongue.
"I will let you off for now with a warning as you seem to be new, but I will not tolerate this behavior the second time around. Both of you take your seats." And we did. I'm just glad that this is all over. If only I didn't cry that much, I wouldn't have to cover my face with my hankie... I wouldn't have left it back at the restroom. And if only I'd listened to Ochaco, I wouldn't have saw them, get late and get stuck in an embarassing situation. If I look back at all of it, it was all my fault. The afternoon continued normally after that. I was absent minded the whole time and I'm glad that I wan't called for a recitation this time. The bell rung at exactly 3:30, signaling the end of the day. I felt a rush of relief; end of classes mean I get to go to my favorite place. The light music club room. I am not part of their band or anything, but I'm a member because I write their songs. One of the things I love doing the most since I was a child. I packed up my things and got ready to leave the room.
"Hey princess! Let's leave together.' It's Ochaco. She doesn't have any clubs after classes but she does help at the library while she waits for me to finish my club
activities.
"Oh, sure." I smiled at her.
"Deku chan! Or should I be calling you princess now too?" I looked at Kiri who was heading towards us.
"N-No! I mean, Deku is fine... It's a special name." I held out my hands as if to stop him.
"Uhhh, may I remind you that it's an insult that Bakubro named you?" I flinched as I remembered.
"Yeah... But it's better than calling me princess, I'm not used to you saying it." Much more hearing it from Katsuki.
"So you're Kirishima Eijiro huh? Milady's childhood friend? Or childhood sweetheart? That's what my seat mates have been saying." Ochaco joined in.
"O-Ochaco! That's not-"
"Just a childhood friend, haha. I mean, who wouldn't want Deku chan right? But she's more like a little sister to me." Kiri butted in before I could finish my
stuttering.
"It's nice to meet you though, Ochaco right?" Kiri continued and held out his hand, Ochaco smiled and took it.
"Uraraka Ochaco, by the way, do you want to join a club or something? I can show you around." She offered.
"Sounds nice, my bestfriend here alrady vanished anyway, so I guess I'm free." Kiri jutted out his thumb at Kacchan's empty seat. I frowned in remembrance of the after lunch scene. I hope I can talk to him one more time privately, maybe settle things down... But then again, Kiri told me to stay away from him. The three of us went out the room and walked our way together.
"Princess! Can I call you Deku chan too?" Ochaco asked all of a sudden.
"I don't see why not. I don't even know why everyone's calling me princess too, when Midoriya or Izuku is fine." I wondered all of a sudden. When did that nickname start again?
"Everyone was calling you princess, and I could see why, so I started calling you that too. I thought that if I call you Deku chan too, maybe I could get closer to you in another way. The name Deku feels more of an 'I can do it' type for me, so maybe I'd try calling you that too? Haha." She explained energetically, and it made me happy. There are many people around me but I'm only truely friends with a few.
"Call me Deku, Ochaco." I respond.
"Isn't that nice, now it has a good meaning too and I don't have to feel a little guilty anymore for calling you that too. Bakubro always calls you Deku back then so much that even I got used to calling you Deku too even without malice." I giggled at Kiri's sentiment.
"I never minded it that much, it's from Kacchan after all." I sighed happily. I don't know why but Ochaco and Kiri shared a look with raised eyebrows.
"Is that so. Anyway where are you headed, Deku chan? Got a club?" Kiri asked afterwards.
"Yes, actually."
"P-Deku chan is in the light music club. She's awesome, they have a band." Ochaco continued.
"T-Thanks, but I don't do anything that's all special."
"Let me guess, You're the vocalist." Kiri pointed at me.
"Eh...No. I don't go on performing with them. I just write their songs." I explained. Of course Kiri would think of that.
"You're still writing songs? Awesome! You should sing again for us sometimes!"
"You can also sing Prin- Deku chan?!" Oh yeah, Ochaco only knows that I write songs. I stopped singing in front of others years ago.
"Uuuhhh, oh hey this is my stop." I halted when we passed the starirs.
"Well, I'll be going up here. I'll be calling you, Ochaco. Bye Kiri!" I waved at them.
"See ya Deku chan."
"I'll be waiting Deku chan!" They waved back. I hurried upstairs and turned right. At the fourth floor of the west school building, the floor before the roof; everyone calls it 'the abandoned level'. Pretty much everyone avoids and doesn't even want to go past this floor that's why the rooftop is empty for most of the time. This floor is home to many rumors and ghost stories. Though one of the rooms here is occupied by the light music club. All of the members are there almost everyday and we've never experienced or saw anything weird. This floor, especially the club room is a very special place for me. To almost everyone in this school, this floor is horrifying; but I see it as my sanctuary, whenever I'm out of ideas for songs, I walk around the whole floor alone, sometimes singing, my voice bouncing around the hallway. Singing and writing songs has been my hobby since I was little, I even wrote songs for Kacchan and Kiri back then. Singing to them even if they weren't listening sometimes. I stood in front of the club room, already hearing the members chatter from the other side. I knocked before entering.
"Good afternoon everyone." I smiled at them.
"Oh, princess, c'mon in!" Ashido greeted. She's also in second year, well, all of us here are but she's in class C. She plays the keyboard.
"Midoriya, good afternoon. It's surprising to see that you're not the first one to be here." It's Tokoyami Fumikage, also in class C, he plays the base. The black base he's practicing with right now is his and calls it dark shadow. It's his very own treasure. I stepped inisde and sheepishly answered.
"Uhhh, well, I was talking a bit with my friends."
"Oh you mean your childhood sweetheart, Kirishima." Jirou teased as she strumed her electric guitar. Of course she'd be on this too. We're in the same class.
"Not you too Jirou... he's just a friend."
"What's with the hug though?" Sero questioned with a teasing smile but not exactly looking at me as he's tuning his own electric guitar. Another one from my class.
"I just missed him, that's all. I would've done the same thing with Kacchan if he's not... so... angry... with me." My heart sank when I remembered Kacchan again. I sighed and sat down on a chair. I opened my bag to look for the songs I wrote for the band.
"Nice going doofus." Jirou shot at Sero.
"Why me? Your'e the one who started it!."
"It's fine guys. Let's just put our attention to our performance at the upcoming festival. We're only down with just one more song and we're set to perform!" I cheered.
"Hell yeah! Let's get practicing already!" Ashido shouted.
"We can't" Tokoyami calmly added.
"He's right. That walking powerbank isn't here yet." Jirou said flatly. I can never get why they call him a 'walking powerbank' or anything related to electricity.
"Probably out there busy being dumb." Sero laughed, and the door suddenly slammed open.
"I HEARD THAT!"
"You sure took your time, Kaminari." A low voice from Tokoyami followed. Kaminari is the drummer of our band. This is why I mentioned earlier that we're quite close.
"Where've you been?" Jirou raised a brow at him. Kaminari went inside and immidiately grab his drum sticks as he sat in fron of his drum sets.
"I saw Kirishima and Ochaco together in the hallways. Apparently, she offered him a tour around the school but the librarian called in and needed her to be at the library immidiately. She asked if I can go with Kirishima in her place but I've club too, so Kirishima decided to just go look for Bakugo. If he's still around, that is."
Kaminari pasued for a few seconds before scratching the back of his neck and averting his gaze from us.
"When Ochaco left though, we talked a bit... and yeah, that's it." He was about to hit the drums but I spoke up.
"You're already pretty good friends with Kiri already, huh Kaminari Kun? You two are really close." I smiled at him. He looked like his breath was punched out of his gut when he heard my remark though.
"Aaaaaawwwww how cute. Pikachu made a new friend." Sero suddenly teased.
"And they're already so close, right princess?" Ashido faced me.
"Uh huh, I'm so happy that my friend is friends with my other friend."
"It's as if they're destined huh?" Jirou joined in.
"What the hell, you guys! Not funny!" Kaminari screamed in frustration. I'm a bit confused here.
"Uhm... What?"
"Ughhh, never mind them princess. Can we just get to practice?" Kaminari is a bit red from embarassment.
"Hahahaha! Okay then, places everyone! Hey princess! What'll it be?" Jirou changed the topic.
"We'll start with the first song, 'Because you're my hero'. We still encounter errors by the last part, so let's just keep on playing it till we master it." I stood in front of them, holding the papers that contained the song's music sheets. They fumbled with their own instruments until they're ready; looking at me to start the signal.
"Ready? 5, 6, 7, 8." I pointed at Jirou who started playing her guitar and soon enough the whole room was filled with energetic music, along with Jirou's singing. This is my job at the club. To compose music and to hear out their play. Of course at first they offered me to play something so I could join their performance, even pushing me to sing so they could place me as the vocalist. But I turned them down. First reason is I can't play any of their instruments except for the keyboard. I don't want to rob Ashido off of her place. Second is that I cannot be seen performing because my father forbid me to. He knows that my dream is to become a singer and a song writer. But of course, the hospital isn't going to run itself when he retires. He was and is strongly opposed with me doing anything with music that he tore apart the songs I've written years ago when he caught me writing more of them. Which is also why he canceled my music lessons, but thankfully I had a long start with the piano.
He doesn't know that this is my club too. What he knows is that I'm in the judo club. Third reason is I stopped singing years ago - at least in anyone's presence. I only ever let out a melody in my voice whenever I'm alone. That is why even Ochako never heard me sing. I do not have the same confidence in my voice anymore as I had when I sang to Kacchan and Kiri years ago. The practice went on for 3 hours with 10 minutes of breaks. They were tired after the practice but happy because they were able to finally master all of the songs.
"We're gonna rock the cultural festival guys!" Kaminari cheered with his fist up.
"Waaah! This is gonna be great! Our first step to fame!" Ashido said dreamily.
"Only us, Midoriya is already famous." Tokoyami said flatly as he tucked away his base.
"I don't even want it, haha. I just want to write songs for you guys. Hearing my lyrics come alive makes me so happy, I should be thanking all of you."
"You're gonna make us cry princess, but anyway, we'd like to thank you too. There's still one more song you need to finish right?" Jirou winked at me.
"Yes! And don't worry about this one. It's a soft, slow, hearty song, no need for hardcore practices. I'm going to finish it here today, it just needs a bit more work
and it's done. You guys can go home."
"And leave you here? C'mon princess." Sero countered.
"Ochaco is waiting for me, don't worry. I also need to concentrate to finish this." I smiled back at them.
"A-Are you sure though? Won't you be scared?" Kaminari's voice is laced with concern. 'You should see my Father Kaminari kun...' I wanted to reply.
"Nope. I'm good." I replied and they grabbed their bags.
"Well, see you tomorrow then, kay? You be careful." Jirou warned.
"Midoriya, take care on your way out."
"Bye princess! Love you!"
"Thanks for today princess."
"Hey! Call us if you need anything kay?" They all waved good bye as they went out.
"Thank you, I will. Good bye!." I waved back and the door closed, leaving me and my favorite work alone. I've been working on our last song called 'Departures'. Unlike the other songs I made for the band, this one is a sad heart felt song. It also needs to be sung on a soft voice so Jirou can take a break from using her voice too much. This is my favorite song so far because I wrote it with my feelings for Kacchan. I'm almost done with it but ironically, one of the missing parts is the first verse. I just can't seem to know what to say first. I need to put an impact on the audience from the first line. The chorus is about how I felt about Kacchan years ago up till now and recalled our memories on the second verse then the second chorus having the same structure as the first. But then again, Kacchan is here right now, maybe I should add about what I feel towards him at present time...? I sighed.
"I guess the first verse can wait. I think I should continue on the last part..." I talked to myself. "How do I feel about him now..? Certainly it's heart breaking, but... I wanted to ask him if he knew that 5 years ago would be the last time we'd meet each other... Okay, maybe that would work." I wrote down on the music sheet immediately.
"Well.. that made a wonderful bridge. Then for the last Chorus, same point with the first two but it needs more feelings now..." I continued squeezing out my brain. But what words would make impact though?
"How I feel about him..." Should I say I love you? No! No! That's too much! It's like I'm practically confessing to him, no way! After all... he hates me now. But wait. I won't be the one singing this...
"Yeah, yeah correct, haha. This is for Jirou, not me, It's not like I'm gonna sing this in front of him and many people right...? Uhhh... hehe. Whatever, I'm gonna write it down." I feel like a lunatic. I finally finished the last part, now it's time to sing it with the melody.
"Did you know that we'll never be able to mee-" A knock suddenly interrupted my singing. Oh no... I hope whoever it is didn't hear my voice. I went to the door but didn't open it yet. Who could it be?
"Who is it?" I asked out but I was greeted with silence. It couldn't be Ochaco as she waits for my call. And if it was a member, they would answer. I suddenly felt nervous but opened the door anyway. And my heart stopped when I did.
"K-Kacchan...?" I stuttered. He's looking at me dead in the eyes, not moving. I can feel an ominous aura around him.
"Is there a-anything you need?" I asked politely but he only stepped forward, making me step backwards until he's inside our club room and shut the door lock.
"Yeah." He finally answered, but his spikey blond hair is now covering his eyes. Why do I feel like I won't like the answer.
"I need you to die." He looked at me again but this time... He's grinning... and his eyes are glowing red.
"Katsuki..?" It happened im a flash. Kacchan swung his right arm in front of me, I managed to dodge backwards but in slow motion, I saw that he tried to attack me with a dagger.
"What are you-?!" I had no time to finish my sentence because he threw his dagger towards me. I have no choice but to deflect it... I quickly reached under my skirt to grab my own dagger and swing it forward and deflected the dagger that went back to him. He caught it gracefully and smirked.
"So you have weapons with you... Haha. This is great. Let's see who's better, the loser gets to die!" He lunged forward again with his right hand, I caught it using my left and tried to grab the back of his neck but he was faster. He knew what I was gonna do so he stood his ground. I wasn't able to push his body forward so he caught both of my arms, flipped me and the next thing made me feel pain all over my back. He slammed me to the ground. I cried out and he didn't let go of my arm, but instead he went on top of me to pin me down.
"Kacchan, I don't understand! Stop this!" I hissed. He let out an evil chuckle before answering.
"I've waited so long for this moment, why would I stop?" I studied his face and realize that Kacchan was devoid of anything like himself back when we were kids. Most especially his eyes... His glowing red eyes, which meant he's...
"You're a vampire..." I sobbed out.
"Good guess, genius. As if you never knew that."
"I never kne- AH!" His hands suddenly felt extremely hot on my wrists. So much that it's smoking and burning through the sleeves of my uniform.
"Not another word... Your life is going to end right here, right now. Now how should I kill you? I've waited five years for this moment, I should enjoy this." His tongue swiped againts his lips.
"Kacchan please! Listen to me- I-I'm sorry that I never told you about my family! I never knew you were a vampire..." I cried out. His mood changed from enjoyment to pure anger. He neared his face againts mine and-
"Of course you wouldn't tell me. What kind of a murderer introduces himself before the kill?" I can feel pain searing through my wrists as I screamed in pain. Tears glazed my eyes; not exactly falling, but my gaze is still on Katsuki.
"Katsuki I didn't know! And I've never killed anyone in my entire life!" I still managed to scream out to him.
"Liar. The same old bitch who told me she loved me before killing my parents." I... What...? I brought out my memories from the past and tried to remember ever killing Katsuki's parents. I've met them before many times before and I love them. I've wanted to see them again too but Katsuki said... they were... murdered. The tears I was trying to hold finally went down my cheeks.
"They were... killed?" The tears won't stop now. I was too busy mourning that I didn't even notice Katsuki went down my neck. He lapped is tongue at the junction of my neck and sucked on in afterwards before he whispered.
"You killed them." The pain I was feeling went up 10 times more as I felt his fangs pierce through my skin and bury down at my flesh. I tried screaming again but nothing came out of my mouth. I laid there helpless. Pinned down by Katsuki as he sucked out my blood. The information that I just received was enough to make me forget all the combat training I went through. He's trying to kill me by sucking the blood out of me dry but I felt like I couldn't care less. Katsuki is a vampire, Mitsuki san and Masaru san was murdered, and Katsuki is saying that I killed them..? I wanted to tell him he's wrong... I'd never do such a thing. I need to get him to believe me but I don't know how and it seems that it's too late...
"Katsuki..." My vision is getting fuzzy and my head is starting to feel heavy. Is this what Eijiro said by finding out the truth...? The truth if I really did kill
Katsuki's parents? If Eijiro is having second thoughts, then... Maybe it's not too late after all...
"Katsuki!" I mustered my remaining strength on my legs and pushed Katsuki on my right to roll him down and switch places with him. It became easier this time as he seems to be too occupied feeding on my blood. His fangs' torn away from me and it was my turn to pin him down. I need to hurry this up because I feel like collapsing anytime.
"Kacchan... Listen. I never killed Mitsuki san nor Masaru san... I didn't know you were a vampire. All I know is that you and Kiri vanished at the end of the summer... You never came back to our secret hideout, I went to your house but no one was there as if you moved out. I... never told you about my father running a vampire slaying organization because I thought you'd hate me... You were so fond of vampires back then and I never knew you were one. That's why I never felt the need to tell you anytime soon..." I looked at Katsuki desperately but his eyes were hidden once again behind his ash blond hair.
"Don't you dare call me by that name again..." His red eyes flashed.
"Just die, you fucking bitch!" What surprised me was the explosions that emitted from his hands. So this is his quirk... It doesn't seem like hes going to listen to me so I released him and quickly leapt back. This isn't the first time I've faought a vampire. Coach Vlad is a vampire and he often uses his quirk on me. But this time, I'm not allowed to feign weakness. Kacchan is really trying to kill me... I don't want to fight him, it will only encourage him to believe that I truelly did kill his parents. I need to defend myself while I escape. I can't hurt him. He sheathed back his knife as he got up.
"Okay then, enough playing around. Time to get serious." He held out his palm, this time the explosions were much more intense than last time.
"Tell me more of your bullshit before you die, fucker. Let me guess, you're a vampire too aren't ya?"
"Kacchan that's not-" He lunged forward with his right hand emitting explosions.
"I said I don't want to hear that fucking name from you!" I manage to deflect his right hand but his left hand swiped up from below and let out an explosion that tore my uniform on my stomach. It hurt like hell but out of reflex I gave him a high kick and strike his chin. He took a few steps back and let out a chuckle. He spat out his blood and looked at me with excitement.
"See? You can fight back. Show me... the you 5 years ago when you murdered them." I didn't have an option. I can't keep on deflecting his attacks because he has a quirk. But now he feels more than welcome to attack me. Now I really need to fight him then escape. I positioned into my usual fighting stance and it made him grin like a mad person. For the nth time, he ran towards me. I ducked to strike him a chop in his stomach with my right hand but he grabbed my wrist. I hissed in pain because of the burns he gave me.
I gave him a round house kick using my left but he also caught it and flipped me one more time to slam me to the ground. This time I negated my fall by catching my weight with my left hand. When he managed to let go of my right hand, I did the same as the left with it and cartwheeled myself away from him. I stumbled back a little and felt my back hit the door. The door! I quickly unlocked it and as soon as I slid it open, I dashed out as if my life depended on it because it did. I ran in the hallway and thought of a way to leave the school grounds and head somewhere public. Should I jump out the window or use the stairs?
First problem is I'm on the fourth floor and at the west building where there are no trees to break my fall. Second, if I use the stairs he's for sure to catch up with me because I can hear him using his explosions to propel himself forward. I was about to turn to the stairs when Kacchan finally caught up with me. He pounced on me and once again pinned me to the ground, only this time he has my neck on his right hand and his other pinning both of my wrists at the top of my head.
"Finally... One last blast and it's just your shitty dad and your stupid fiancee we need to take care of." He's also gonna kill Shou...? In felt my tears flood down my cheeks ones again. I took in Kacchan's image as this may be the last time I'm seeing him once again... And I'm glad it's him that I'll get to see in my final moments. Sweat dribbled down his forehead. The orange sunlight hitting his hair making it glow seemingly; his eyes we're also glowing red, looking at my eyes with pure seriousness.
"Every fucking last one of them wants to spare you..." Them? Who's... Them?
"But I know better Izuku... It was MY parents that you killed, and MY life that you ruined!" I can only sob out in pain as he tightened his hold on my neck.
"Any last words before I burst your neck?" Kacchan wasn't smiling nor grinning. I can only see seriousness in him right now... Which meant this really is how I'd die. I mustered up my remaining strength to speak; the loss of blood finally kicking in making my head spin and see dark spots.
"Katsuki Bakugou..." I smiled up at him genuinely.
"I love you..."
I was prepared for what's coming but I didn't expect Kacchan to scream.
"You're always like this! Saying bullshit that would haunt me down my dreams! Why does it have to be you?! It's always only you that makes me drive insane! Stop fucking playing with me! Love? You? Love me?! Fucking stop it Izuku, I can't take it anymore! Don't make me regret this!"
He let go of my wrists to join his other hand on my neck. He tightened his hold as I tried to pry his hands off. But what took me with surprise is to see him crying... Even if I was starting to lose my breath, I reached out to his face to wipe his tears away. Right now I understand why he's like this. Someone mudered his parents and used me to hurt him emotionally, which he endured for five long years. I know he's not going to believe me anytime soon but I wish I had more time to prove myself to him. Kacchans grip suddenly loosened around my neck. I felt confused and a bit cautious because he started leaning down on my face. I closed my eyes and braced my self but-
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"