Chapter 2

Ochako and Eri were sitting down on a small table in their little kitchen. Eri was nervously fiddling a napkin she grabbed and was looking over at the door, waiting for a knock or someone to enter. Ochako patted Eri's head.

"It's okay. I called Deku. Everything will be okay." said Ochako.

"I feel so bad for Kota. I hope I didn't snitch." said Eri.

"Snitch? You saved his life! You don't need to feel nervous." said Ochako.

The door bell rung suddendly and Ochako quickly pulled a small poket mirror to see herself.

"Ochako, I don't think you'r okay." said Eri.

"I want to look my best you know." said Ochako with a wink as she got up and answered the door.

When she opened, she expected to see Deku. But no. Intead at the door was Kota himself.

"Kota! Sweetie hello!" said Ochako. She looked outside and felt a little dissapointed. "Where's Deku?" she asked.

"He forgot to get flow... I mean... a small present for Eri." said Kota as he got inside.

Ochako blushed hearing Kota clearly. "I see."

"Kota, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to call for..." Eri was apologizing.

"You saved my hide. Good job." said Kota. In his usual way, he was not smiling, Eri knew that he was really meaning it.

"I'm happy your safe." said Eri.

Just then, Deku arrived, holding flowers and a small box.

"Sorry! I forgot to get these for you guys." said Deku in his usual panic mode. Ochako walked over to him and smiled as she grabbed the flowers.

"Are those for the both of us?" she asked, testing Deku.

"They were meant for you. But if you want to share with Eri that's fine too." said Deku as he also handed her the box.

"You are thoughtful. Thanks." said Ochako blusing.

Kota looked over his shoulder. "Just invite her already!" he cried out.

"Yeah! Um Ochako... would you like to... I'm having lunch at Kokiyo's. Want to come along? Tomorrow?" asked Deku.

Ochako beamed with delight. "Of course I'll go. Thanks." she said sweetly.

Eri smiled at the scene. "They are so cute together." she whispered in Kota's ear. Kota rolled his eyes.

"I suppose if you like this sort of thing." he whispered back.