"Wow, that must've been awesome." Katsuki smiled slightly, handing the picture back to Eijiro.

"Yeah, it really was," Eijiro chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "You know, I made a promise to myself after meeting Crimson Riot that I was going to come out to my parents as soon as I made it into U.A, but here I am, a month away from my first day, and I'm still in the closet," Eijiro mumbled. "I guess we are too busy with the restaurant or I'm just too nervous to do it."

"That's understandable. That would be a big moment in your life."

"You know what? I'm going to do it today. But could I trouble you for a favor? "

"Go ahead."

"Do you mind staying with me while I do it..?" He mumbled once again, forcing out a nervous chuckle. "Just in case things do go bad..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry, I'm just really nervous..."

"Again, it's fine," Katsuki said, slumping back into his booth. "That homophobic piece of shit isn't going to pick me up, so I got all the time I need."

Eijiro smiled. "Thank you, sir! Now, all we have to do is wait for everyone to leave."

"Well, we might as well make small talk while we wait," Katsuki said, sipping from his water. "You said you made it into U.A?"

Eijiro nodded eagerly.

"Mhm! I got accepted last week, I'm just waiting to see if I'm on the hero course or not!" Eijiro gleefully exclaimed, flashing a toothy grin. "What about you? Are you going to U.A as well?"

"Yep. I got mine two weeks ago, just waiting like you." Katsuki said, seemingly without excitement, causing Eijiro to raise an eyebrow. How could he not sound excited?! After all, the school has a point two acceptance rate, and thousands of kids from all over the world apply!

"Heh, maybe we'll be in the same class!"

"Maybe."

"Have a nice night!" Katsuki watched as the shorter lady waved to the last of the people in the restaurant. "We hope that we can see you again soon!" As soon as the door shut, she slumped her shoulders, relieved that she was finally done for the night. "Finally..."

"Hey," Katsuki heard another woman's voice call from the kitchen, the only thing separating the two was a set of two, large, wooden doors that would swing back at you if he pushed hard enough. "Everything all right, Misaki?"

"I'm fine, Yasu!" Misaki called back, wiping the sweat from her brow. "I'm just super exhausted."

"Aww," Yasu teased, as the door suddenly swung open, revealing another woman, one that was slightly taller than Misaki, but not as tall as Eijiro. Her short, raven black hair was tucked under a trucker hat, the words 'Number One Mom' was etched into the fabric. "You'll be fine, love." She walked over to the shorter woman, before wrapping her arms around Misaki in a hug. "I love you, honey!" She planted a kiss on top of Misaki's head.

"Aww, you're a sweetie." Misaki cooed, before returning the kiss to Yasu's lips. "I love you too!"

Eijiro looked towards the ash blonde, his cheeks turning a faint pink.

"I'm sorry about them.." He covered his eyes sheepishly. "They tend to do that often." He stood up from the booth, wiping the hair from his eyes. He walked over to the pair, who were still hugging each other, his eyes practically glued to the ground. "Uh... Hi, M-Ma." He said, stuttering slightly. "S-S-Sorry to interrupt you two, but do you need help cleaning up in the b-back..?"

"Hmm? Nope! All that's left is mopping, nothing I can't handle!" Yasu chuckled. "Are you ok, love? You sound nervous!"

"What? Me, nervous? N-Nope!" Eijiro mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I'm not nervous at a-all!"

Yasu raised an eyebrow at Eijiro's attempt to lie.

"You sure?"

"I.." Eijiro stammered, refusing to meet his mother's gaze. "I'm not fine, Ma..."

Almost immediately, Misaki squirmed her way out of her lover's arms and gently gripped her son's shoulders. She could see the tears welling up in her son's eyes, his dark, ruby red eyes refusing to make eye contact with Misaki.

"Eijiro, honey, what's the matter..?" Misaki asked, wiping away Eijiro's tears. "Is someone giving you trouble at school? Did you and Mina get into a fight again? You know you can tell us, right, Eijiro?"

Eijiro tried to blink the tears away.

"No... Nobody is giving me trouble, and Mina and I didn't fight again..." Eijiro tearfully said. "I need to tell you guys something..."

"Oh? What is it?" Yasu asked, raising an eyebrow to her child. "Do you want to sit down?"

Eijiro shook his head. "N-No... I want to do it here." He took a deep breath. "L-Look... This is going to sound stupid... But here goes... I l-love you both from the bottom of my heart, no matter what...H-Hopefully you two will still l-love me...! B-B-But... What I want to tell you... Oh jeez... This is a lot harder t-than I thought... I... I'm g-gay...!"

Misaki's eyes widened, as did Yasu's. Eijiro looked away once more, not wanting to meet their gaze. He should've known that this was going to be bad. Gosh, how could he have been so stupid?! However, he was surprised to feel a pair of arms wrap around the back of his neck. He glanced back, seeing that it was his mother hugging him.

"Oh, my baby.." She whispered soothingly in his ear, rubbing his back gently. "I always knew ever since you were a little boy..."

Almost instantaneously, Eijiro wrapped his arms around her small frame, the tears falling from his eyes, dripping on her shirt.

"There, there my love.." She kissed the side of his head. "Yasu and I still love you, Eijiro! No matter the situation, it is never up for debate!"

"Yeah!" Yasu intervened, hugging her son as well. "We love you no matter what Eijiro! We'd never hate you, or any of that!"

Eijiro tearfully nodded, letting out a quiet sob, the combination of him being nervous and the joy of being loved overtaking his emotions. His grip tightened against Misaki's back, nearly causing his quirk to activate.

"I love you both...!" Eijiro said, giving the pair a tearful smile. "So fucking-"

"Ah!" Misaki booped his nose, stopping Eijiro mid-sentence. "Watch your language, Mister! Just because there are no customers here doesn't mean you get to swear!"

"Right," Eijiro chuckled lightly. "Sorry about that, mom. Oh! You guys have to meet this guy I met! He's the one that gave me the courage to come out! I think you guys will really like him!"

"Oh, is that right?" Yasu asked, flashing a small grin. "Are we meeting your boyfriend?" She playfully teased. "Are we going to have to cater the wedding?"

"Moooooom..!" Eijiro pleaded, his cheeks turning a dark red. "You're embarrassing me!"

"Oh honey, I'm only kidding!" Yasu chuckled, ruffling Eijiro's hair. "Let's meet this kid!"

"Sorry to shit on your parade," Katsuki's voice barged in, as he walked past the trio. "But I have to get going."

"Oh! Have a nice night!" Misaki waved. "Do you need a ride home? Yasu or I can drive you!"

"No," Katsuki said, closing the door behind him.

"Well then." Yasu raised an eyebrow. "He's interesting. He seems rough around the edges."

"I swear he wasn't like that when I talked to him!" Eijiro confusingly exclaimed. "He seemed so nice and caring! He listened to what I had to say!"

"Who knows? You may see him again soon!" Misaki smiled, ruffling Eijiro's hair. "Did he say he was going to U.A?"

Eijiro nodded.

"Well, that's great!" Yasu said, walking back over into the kitchen. "C'mon, it's getting late! Let's get this done so we can go home!"

Eijiro chuckled, before following his mother. However, unbeknownst to the three of them, Katsuki was standing across the abandoned street, the tall, midnight black lamp post dimly lit the ash blonde, along with some of the ground. His hands were tightly clenched in a fist, his nails digging into his palms. The bitter feeling of envy towards Eijiro coursed deep inside his veins, traveling over every crevice of his body. Why couldn't he have that love? He had all of the accomplishments that a fourteen-year-old could ever have! He made it into U.A, he was at the top of his class academically, hell, he may very well become the number one hero!

So, why couldn't he have any love..?

His fists seemed to tighten even more as the small, hot tears began to prick from the corners of his eyes. Those small tears seemingly found their way down Katsuki's cheeks, whether the ash-blonde wanted them to or not. He brought his sleeve up to his face, desperately trying to wipe the tears away. He couldn't let anyone see him cry. What if they laughed at him and called him weak? What if they told him that he'd never become a hero because he was jealous of someone he never met before for receiving love? What if someone he knew saw him, and they told the old hag?! Surely she'd be furious towards the ash blonde for daring to show his emotions and would blame his father for the reason Katsuki was the emotional, self-centered, egotistical teenager, that he is today. However, it seemed that the tears refused to stop, almost as if his tears were like raging rivers escaping a dam, with no way to stop the flow. He choked back a sob.

What does he have that I don't...? The thought loomed over Katsuki. What made Eijiro's parents love him? Was it because he was a good kid? Yeah, it had to be that! Maybe if Katsuki was a good child, he'd have what Eijiro had! Maybe if he hadn't become snappy and aggressive, he'd still have his mom and dad!

Katsuki let out a tearful sigh, for he knew that he was only lying to himself. He knew the true reason why his parents split up in the first place.

The reason why his father and mother split up and the reason why they were fighting in the first place, was because he was gay.

Almost immediately, as if a switch had been flipped inside Katsuki's mind, the tears increased, barreling down his cheeks. The urge to burst into sobs came teetering close to the edge, his knees trembling slightly as he could feel them about to buckle. However, he wiped the tears away from his face once more, as he swiftly walked away, just in the off chance that Eijiro or his parents spotted him.

As he made his way down the sidewalk, he couldn't help but remember what happened that fateful night, whether he wanted to or not. It was almost as if his mind wants to torture him with all these grim thoughts. It was like he could remember it as if it had happened yesterday, how he spent the night before watching videos and reading articles on how to come out. He remembered how he stood in front of the mirror, assuring himself that he could do this. That he was brave enough to come out. However, when he finally did gain the courage to do it, he unknowingly had torn his loving family apart. He shook his head. He couldn't, no, wouldn't allow himself to remember those wretched memories.

His heart began to race as he could feel himself tremble and tense up, the burning anger overflowing him. His mouth began to feel dry, and he could feel sweat slowly fall down his forehead. It was all Jason's fault. If he hadn't opened his fucking mouth, none of this would've happened! He wouldn't have to listen to Eijiro rant or come out, and he wouldn't have to fucking walk home while remembering the day he came out! If he could, he would take his aggression out on Jason and leave him in a puddle of blood. Hell, he could feel the tiny pops in his palms as he continued his walk home, imagining what harm he could do to him. All of these thoughts latched on to him as he made his way back to his house, the hell-storm coming closer and closer.

"There you are, Katsuki!" Mitsuki fumed, as she turned towards the door, revealing the ash blonde. "Where the hell have you been?! It's almost ten!"

"I walked home," Katsuki grumbled, rolling his eyes. "What the fuck does it look like?"

"Don't talk to me like that! Jason told me that you left while you guys were at the restaurant! Why?!"

"I did not!" Katsuki snapped back. "He left me! He made a kid cry, mom! I was just making sure he was all right!"

"That is a fucking lie!" Mitsuki shrieked. "How could you do that to him?! He's been so nice to you! He even offered to spend the day with you!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Katsuki grumbled, waving off Mitsuki. "Where the hell is he?"

"He's eating dinner at the table because he didn't feel like eating at the Battered Yam after you abandoned him! Are you that big of a brat?! He even offered to buy you dinner, and your ungrateful self blew him off!"

Katsuki ignored Mitsuki's lecture, his focus set on Jason, who was sitting at the dining table. In front of him was a small, light blue porcelain bowl, which was filled with ramen. Jason looked up to the ash blonde, his eyes filled with relief.

"There you are, Katsuki! I was starting to get wo-"

"YOU." Katsuki bellowed, slamming his hands on the table. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

"Huh?" Jason said, swallowing the noodles he had in his mouth. "What are you talking about?!"

"YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! YOU MADE A POOR KID CRY BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT!"

"What are you-" Jason questioned before the realization hit him. "Oh, that kid. Did he seriously start crying? All I did was tell him the truth. If I'm being honest that kid needs to grow a pair." Jason scoffed, causing Katsuki to growl slightly, almost as if he was a wild animal. "Being serious, if he can't handle that, then he has no place in becoming a 'hero'!" He ended the last sentence with an emphasized air quotation. "Lord knows we don't need any more of those queers in the hero courses." He mumbled the last part under his breath, slurping up some more noodles.

Katsuki opened his mouth to retaliate back towards Jason, however, Mitsuki beat him to it.

"Katsuki Bakugou!" Mitsuki barked, causing the ash blonde to snap his head around, glaring daggers towards her. "That is enough! You've already fucked up this nice day! Gosh, I thought you loved your mom and wanted me to be happy! He was having fun with you until you had to ruin it! And he had to unload all of those boxes all by himself!"

"ARE YOU REALLY THAT FUCKING DEAF?! HE'S LITERALLY BEING HOMOPHOBIC!" Katsuki shouted. "AND BOO FUCKING HOO! I WAS THE ONE WHO PUT ALL THOSE BOXES AWAY IN THE CAR! ALL HE DID WAS SIT ON HIS FUCKING ASS AND SAY 'Oh, lift with your legs, Katsuki!' 'You're doing That wrong!' 'Stop! You're going to break that!'" Katsuki said, his voice seemingly mocking Jason's deeper voice.

"That's not true, Katsuki!" Jason intervened, as he tried to get the ash blonde's attention. "I was the one that did all the lifting, you put one box away and then declared you were done for the day!"

"WHAT?!" Katsuki growled. "YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY BE SERIOUS! MOM, PLEASE TELL ME YOU DON'T BELIEVE THIS LYING ASSHOLES BULLSHIT!"

"Hey! Don't fucking talk about Jason that way! Just because your father slit his wrists doesn't justify you to take it out on us! God, Why can't you ever act like Izuku?! He acts like a saint towards Inko! He treats her with respect and even does chores! And what do I get?! I get a fucking demon child who doesn't do jack shit around the house! Why don't I deserve your respect?! Gosh, no wonder why your dad slit his wrists! He didn't want to deal with a problem child like you! Hell, I don't want to deal with you sometimes! Sometimes, I wish that I didn't keep you, knowing what I know now, I wish I had! Maybe if you acted better, I wouldn't have to think about that!" Mitsuki rambled, her eyes never breaking eye contact with Katsuki as she shouted every word. "Why can't you even give him a chance, Katsuki? He's doing his best to be a good guy!"

Katsuki growled once more, opening his mouth to retaliate once more. How dare she talk about his father like that?! And.. she didn't mean that right? Had she really considered getting rid of him..? He closed his mouth, feeling the hot tears well in his eyes. However, he quickly blinked them away.

"Are you seriously going to cry?!" Jason asked, clearly noticing Katsuki's tiny tears. "Gosh, and you want to be in the hero course! Hell, if I didn't know any better, I'd say that you're on the same level as that queer at the Battered Yam. Hell, only sissies cry. I should just start calling you Katsunee instead of Katsuki until you can man up."

"RAGH!!!!!" Katsuki yelled from anger. "FUCK THIS SHIT! I'M GOING TO BED!" Katsuki stormed away from the two, stomping up the stairs.

"YOU KEEP THAT ATTITUDE UP AND YOU CAN KISS U.A GOODBYE!" Mitsuki shouted back, groaning softly as they both heard his door slam.

"Goddamn," Jason huffed, setting the bowl of noodles aside. "That kid has got problems."

"Tell me about it!" Mitsuki sighed, sitting in the empty chair across from Jason. "I swear, I have no idea where he gets that temper from! Like, I had some anger issues as a teen, I'll admit to that, but I never acted like that!"

"Me too, my dad would've kicked my ass if I talked to him that way." Jason chuckled.

"Heh, yep." Mitsuki chuckled with Jason. "I blame this all on Masaru, you know? The reason why Katsuki is an arrogant asshole is that Masaru let him walk all over him! Now you can't tell the kid no unless you want to deal with one of his teenage temper tantrums!"

"Right. Oh, has he tried anger management to control his anger?"

To that, Mitsuki burst out into laughter. "Yeah, fucking right! I couldn't get him to take medicine! Who knows what kind of hell he would bring if I tried forcing him to go to anger management? Heh, he'd probably say that I was kidnapping him!"

"Hey, going off-topic for a bit, what did cause you and Masaru to divorce?"

"Oh, don't even get me started on that! All of that was because of Katsuki!"

"Hmm?"

"You see, back in March, Katsuki came out as gay to me and Masaru!" Mitsuki huffed.

(March 10th)

"M-Mom. Dad." Katsuki softly mumbles as he enters the living room. Mitsuki and Masaru were laying on the couch, the loud, blaring music coming from the TV.

"Yes, my love?" Masaru asked, looking up towards the ash blonde. "What is it?"

"I need to tell you guys something," Katsuki said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Can you pause that?"

"Of course!" Mitsuki exclaimed, grabbing the remote and pausing the show. "Did U.A send you the news if you'll be in the hero course? What class are you in?"

"No, I didn't get the news yet." He looked down.

"Well, then what is it?" Masaru asked, sitting up.

"I.." Katsuki started, the urge to vomit edged its way closer. Katsuki gulped. He was so close to freedom, it was only a word away! He could feel sweat drip down his forehead, as he started towards his mom and dad. He could feel his heart going a thousand beats per second, as his breathing increased. "I'm... g-gay."

Silence filled the room, almost as if Katsuki hadn't said it yet! The temptation rose for Katsuki to say it again, just to make sure his parents understood him. He wiped his forehead. However, it did feel amazing for him to finally say it aloud! It was almost like a large weight was taken off of him. He opened his mouth again but was cut off by Mitsuki.

"I'm sorry... You're what?"

"You heard me, mom..." Katsuki mumbled, looking down at the ground. "I like guys...not girls."

"Oh! That's wonderful, Katsuki!" Masaru exclaimed, beaming a large grin. "I'm so happy that you could tell us! "

"No, it's not!" Mitsuki's shrill voice intervened. "Masaru, he's gay! How the hell will he be a pro hero if he's gay?!"

"Mom, I can apply to several agencies without telling them my sexuality!" Katsuki reasoned, trying to calm his mother down. "I don't have to tell them! "

"No pro agency will want a gay kid as a hero! They wouldn't even want you as a sidekick! Or even as a support hero! How else will you be able to give us money?!"

"Mitsuki, honey," Masaru tried to intervene. "You shouldn't be worrying about that! We should be celebrating the fact that our son is out of the closet!"

"Oh, don't even call him our son!" Mitsuki growled. "He'll humiliate our family name! And how exactly do you plan to have grandchildren?!"

"Mitsuki-"

"Ok, everything will be ok, Katsuki's just a little sick in his head! I can find someone online that's willing to help fix Katsuki!"

"Mitsuki!" Masaru suddenly shouted, shutting up his wife. Katsuki flinched at this, as he had never heard his father shout before! If he was being honest, it kind of scared him! "How could you say those things about our son?! We shouldn't care if he likes men or women! We should care if he's happy! What gives you the right to tell him who he is supposed to like?!"

"Uh, I don't know, maybe because I gave birth to him?! Gosh, why do you even care?! You're supposed to be on my side, Masaru!"

"Honey, you're shaming your own flesh and blood because he doesn't like women! Can't you understand that what you're saying is extremely hurtful?! I mean, it takes a lot of courage for him to come out! You shouldn't be shaming him! You should be loving and accepting towards him!"

"Why?! So he can bring over boys to fuck from U.A?! Absolutely not! No son of mine is going to be a fucking QUEER!" She shouted, the last word ripping into Katsuki's heart.

"THAT'S ENOUGH, MITSUKI!" Masaru's voice boomed, causing the two to flinch once more. "Katsuki honey, would you mind going up to your room so that your mom and I can talk? Thank you for coming out to me, Katsuki. I'm glad to know that you can tell me these things!"

Katsuki nodded and swiftly went upstairs, and into his room. He shut the wooden door gently and leaned against it. He hugged his knees against his chest, trying to drown out the muffled sounds of his parents arguing. It was all his fault. Why did he even say it?! He thought it was supposed to lift a weight off his shoulders, to free himself of the pain of keeping his secret! Well, it seemed as if he had taken his pain, and threw it on his mother and father. And.. did his mom really think that of him..? Was he nothing but a stupid queer to her..? He sniffled. At least his father had the decency to side with him.

However, Katsuki couldn't help but feel a burning hatred deep inside of his heart. Except, it wasn't for his mother!

It was for himself.

If he hadn't said anything, his parents wouldn't be arguing. They'd be sitting happily on the couch, watching whatever program was on that time. If he hadn't said anything, his mother wouldn't tell him such awful things. Gosh, it wasn't his fault he can't control who he loves. However, deep down, he knew that this was nothing but a lie. One that a person down on their luck would tell themselves to give them a false sense of good luck. That everything would get better soon, and they'd be living the dream!

All of this was his fault. He just hoped that he could put the pieces back together so that his family could live happily.

"Wow. Your husband is a fucking moron." Jason laughed, downing the rest of his broth from his noodles. "I'm surprised you stayed with him as long as you did!"

"Yeah, he wanted 'to try and fix us' but honestly, I didn't care one bit about that! And look where it got me! Here, with my new boyfriend!" She got up from her seat, and walked over to Jason, planting a kiss on his lips. "God, I love you so much."

"Aww, that's sweet." Jason grinned, pulling her closer as he kissed her again. "I love you too, honey." He yawned. "Well, it's getting late, I think I'm going to hit the sack. You coming with?"

"I will, I'm just going to clean up first!" She walked away, taking Jason's bowl with her.

Jason couldn't help but smile as he got up from his chair, and went upstairs towards her bedroom.

In only two days, Jason had already made up his mind.

This was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

(4,238 words!)

(Brief warning for chapter 10, shit will go DOWN.)