So, this is the last chapter of Pale Fire.
Not bad for my first MHA fic. There will be more in the future, I promise! In the meantime, I have a new YGO fanfic up called Burden of Time.
Along with that, I can say with good news that because I only work on two fics at one time, with this one being done, Running from the Past is not officially off hiatus!
So, look forward to that coming soon!
I hope you enjoy this final chapter!
Going into Deku's room, he didn't even notice me. He was staring out the window. His eyes were no longer that bright emerald that I knew. Instead, they were murky; dull.
"Deku…?" I asked. He didn't even turn to me. He just sighed softly, and continued to stare outside.
"Kacchan. I...I don't want to argue today, okay? Can't you just leave me alone?" he asked in a flat tone. This…..This wasn't Deku. Deku wouldn't be like this after one villain attack. He'd usually still be upbeat. He'd want to go and try again. He'd be looking for either the next villain, or looking on how to improve himself to do better next time. He wasn't like this at all.
What had happened between the villain that attacked him and now?
"Deku….what happened? What's wrong?" I asked, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Nothing's wrong. Just go," he said.
"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong. You aren't yourself. You're not normally like this," I said.
"I don't want to talk about it. You wouldn't even understand," Deku said.
"I want to understand. Tell me," I urged. He sighed, and finally turned his head to me.
"You want to understand? Fine. I failed against a villain. I wasn't able to even land a single hit on him, before he managed to knock me out for three weeks. I've usually been good about things like this, but this time was different. With help from Todoroki and Iida, we were able to bring down the Hero Killer, and yet I fell to a simple thief? Yeah, I can't believe it, either, Kacchan. Besides that, when I was knocked out, I….I...I gave in. I gave in, and I'm not proud of it at all. I gave in, and now everyone will be able to tell that I gave in. I just couldn't take it anymore, Kacchan. On top of all of that, I- no. I...I can't tell you that. I can't tell you, because even if I say it, you won't care. Why do you suddenly care about me now, Kacchan? Why don't you tell me that," Deku snapped. I blinked, surprised by this.
Despite all of that, his eyes were still dull. He didn't have any fire in them. This wasn't my Deku.
My Deku?
I liked the sound of that. I shook my head slightly. I couldn't think of that now. Not when he was acting like this.
"I've always cared about you, you damn nerd," I snapped back. Being gentle with him wasn't going to work, and I wasn't used to being gentle, anyways.
"Then why did you stop acting like it? I've always stuck by your side, until you yelled at me to stay away. That day, I cried. I knew you regretted saying what you did, but you never even came to me that night to apologize. I cried. My mother didn't even know why I cried. I couldn't very well tell her that who I thought was my only friend told me to jump off a roof," Deku spat.
I…
I had nothing to say to that. He was right. I never apologized for that. I stopped apologizing to him altogether. I hadn't wanted to become someone who was always apologizing, so that's why I had stopped. And, that one thing that he wouldn't tell me? Could it be that he liked me, too? I had to bite the bullet on this. If I didn't do it now, under these circumstances, I'd probably continue to get flustered and angry every single time. I faced Deku and, moving quickly but gently, I put my arms close to him, cupped his cheeks, and kissed him.
Almost immediately, a sweetness started to fill my mouth. He tasted like strawberries and cream. His lips were still a little cold, but I'd warm them up soon enough. What made this even better was the fact that, after the initial shock wore off, he started to kiss me back. After a few moments that felt like an eternity, we gently came apart. He looked at me, his eyes wide with shock.
"Did….Did you just…." he trailed off. I nodded. He bit his lower lip, and looked away for a few seconds before looking at me again. "K-Kacchan…? C-Could we, I mean,would it be okay if-"
"Of course, Dek- no. Izuku," I said. We came together again, and this time I gently wrapped my arms around him. This time, when we broke apart, and I held him in my arms, as he eyes opened from the kiss, I could feel my heart leaping. His eyes were back to their beautiful emerald color. He was even looking more lively than ever, just as always. My Izuku was back.
"Well, I'll be," a voice from the doorway said. Both Izuku and I turned our heads, and saw his mother standing there, along with Recovery Girl, Uraraka, and Iida. Both Uraraka and Iida were giving me thumbs up. Izuku's mother and Recovery Girl were smiling. As they all came into the room, I got off the bed to give Recovery Girl room, so she could heal Deku's arm and ankle. Once they were healed, I helped Izuku out of bed, and he went with his mother so they could fill out the discharge paperwork.
Once they were gone, and Recovery Girl had given me another smile before leaving, I walked with Uraraka and Iida so we could wait outside for Deku.
"So, we need to tell you something. We actually knew that Deku really liked you, but, we didn't want to say anything, because we figured he'd tell you when he was ready," Uraraka confessed.
"It's true. And, when you told us that you had feelings for him as well, we had debated about telling you his feelings, but decided against it, again wanting him to do it instead of us," Iida said.
"How did you two get to kissing, anyways?" Uraraka asked.
"We were arguing. I did it in the heat of the moment," I said bluntly.
"Only you'd do that, Bakugou," Uraraka laughed. We kept talking for a while more until Izuku and his mother came out. I walked over to him, and laced his fingers with mine. He gave me one of his huge smiles, and I gave him one of my very rare smiled back. As all four of us walked back to the dorms talking, Izuku and I never let go of each other.
The next day, when we were back in class. Mr. Aizawa had welcomed Izuku back, and things were normal. A few people commented on Izuku and I's relationship, but no one really complained about it.
At lunch, Izuku and I would sit next to each other. We'd try to hold hands every now and then, or we'd walk while I kept my arm around his waist. I still kept up my reputation for the most part. The only thing I had changed was my attitude towards Izuku. Having him as my boyfriend was the most incredible feeling in the world, and I wouldn't change anything about it.
~I~
Having Kacchan as my boyfriend had changed everything.
Everything the image had said to me was silenced. I no longer had to pine from afar. I could be upfront about my feelings with him. When he had first kissed me in the hospital, it had been shocking, to say the least, but knowing that he felt the same as I did, it had made everything better.
No one really complained about Kacchan and I being together. I think it was because they were afraid of Kacchan blowing up at them, but, it didn't matter to me. I was happy. Kacchan was happy. Every now and then, either I would sleep in his dorm, or he'd come and sleep in mine.
One time when we were alone, he had asked me to elaborate on what I had meant at the hospital, when I had said I had given in. It was hard for me to think back on it, and I hadn't wanted to mention anything of it, but, I had eventually relented and told him everything that had happened when I had been trapped in my mind. It was hard to explain to him, but when I had finally managed, he soothed my worries, and had just held me for a long time afterwards.
Another thing was that for the most part, he had stopped calling me Deku in a negative light. The only time he really did was when we were perfecting hero techniques in class, and we had to refer to each other by our hero names.
I didn't have to worry about anything really anymore. Finally being with Kacchan, I could be happy.
And thus ends my first MHA fic!
Again, look forward to both Burden of Time and Running from the Past!
Until then!