Toxicity

CHAPTER SEVEN:

Shoto Todoroki; half hot and half cold.

Izuku chewed on his bottom lip as he stared at the notes he had made about the peculiar individual; though as he stared at them, something seemed off. Like he was missing something; that he overlooked something important about Endeavor's creation. He narrowed his emerald eyes as he huffed out a green cloud, throwing the pencil away from himself with frustration as he arched his back in his seat, "I'm missing something... A numerical figure in this complicated equation... Shoto; blunt, aloof, quiet, dislikes his left side, hates his father...Hates his father~"

A giggle rose from his lips as he sat up straight and clapped his hands together, a grin curling his mouth as his eyes ignited with a maddening amusement. His slender fingers gently traced the rough sketch of Shoto's face, humming softly as he ran his tongue over his rosy lips, voice low and wistful, "I'll have you Shoto Todoroki; you'll be my first trophy of many~"

He slowly closed his notebook; pushing himself from his desk as he adjusted his pastel green hoodie, his eyes softening as they landed on the bouquet of white baby-breath flowers on his bed. His bare feet softly padded on the wooden floorboards as he bent down to scoop them gently into his arms; treating them like fracturing glass that would break into millions from the wind brushing against them. The soft petals tickling his jaw as he slowly made his way out of his room but not before putting on black flats, descending into the bar as his evergreen gaze looked at the mist figure behind the bar; Kurogiri's voice deep and soothing to the ears, "Ah, you're going there... I'll warp you there."

"Thanks Giri, but I feel like walking there today," Izuku quietly made his way through the bar, his black shoes tapping on the ground as he the warm rays of the sun peeked over the tall buildings, "I'll be back before dark, Giri~"

With that he began his trek; the flowers carefully still trapped in his arms as he stopped in front of a large white building, it looming over him as he released a shaky sigh. He slowly moved his stiff limbs towards the entrance and to the front desk, trying not to tighten the hold on the flowers as he spoke to the woman in reception, "I-I'm here to see Inko Midoriya..."

Dark brown eyes softened as she looked at him, her voice soft as she smiled wistfully, "She's in room 43."

Izuku inclined his head as he slowly dragged his feet down the hall, adjusting the bouquet of flowers he carried, swallowing his nervousness as he softly slide the door open. A faint breeze ruffled his green locks as the white curtains danced in the wind; eyes softening as his feet softly tap on the tiled ground, a small smile forming on his lips as he placed the bouquet on the bed side table. Tired but loving evergreen eyes met his own, plump lips curling into a warm smile as he pulled a chair closer to the bed, his voice soft like the breeze that licked his cheeks, "Hi mum... How have you been?"

A wheeze of a laugh escaped her lips; gently reaching out to grasp Izuku's hand as her voice was soft and quiet, barely above a whisper, "I'm... good, what about... you, honey?"

"I've been good, I got into the hero course in UA and I've been learning to control my quirk," Izuku paused as he grasped his mother's hands with both of his, squeezing them as a guilt bubbled in his chest, "...I'm sorry... I wish I could have prevented that... this from ever happening."

Tears gathered in the corner of his eyes as he tried to keep his voice from wavering; the shifting of sheet met his ears as a small warm hand gently cupped his cheek, a soothing voice rolling over his form, "Izu-honey, it wasn't your...fault, it was merely... an accident... It's okay, once you earn enough... We can afford a... lung transplant or better treatment... But please do keep going to school...Do your best and m-make me proud~"

Izuku sniffled as he took in his mother appearance - like it may be the last - her eyes shone with a radiating warmth and fondness but they had faint bags beneath them pointing towards her being tired, her evergreen hair reached past her chest but was pulled up into a messy bun today, her old plump form was slimmer and more frail looking, her skin once a peachy colour was paler and her chest heaved with the effort to expanded and constrict; a thin tube hooked on her ears to her nose assisting with her breathing. Even though the months she had spent in this place, time had yet to fully grasp her in his hands only making minor changes to his mother's natural beauty.

The teen leant into his mother's touch; a sigh parting his lips as the guilt that had settled in his lungs threaten to bubble from his lips and suffocate him. He didn't mean too; she was the last one he ever wanted to hurt and yet fate had a funny way with screwing with him.

"You brought me more flowers, they're beautiful, honey," Inko gently pulled Izuku closer as she left a soft kiss to Izuku's forehead; said boy trying to keep his composure as the tears brimmed in his eyes. He wish he could change this; no matter how many times his mother comforted him, he knew it was his fault. It was always his fault; that's what everyone in the pass had told and beaten into him, "Though is there a reason why you always give me these white flowers?"

"Baby-breath flowers are a symbol of everlasting love, pureness, and innocence; I think it describes you, mum." He gently brushed his slender fingers against her cheeks, leaning forward to place a tender kiss to her forehead. He slowly pulled away as he collect the bouquet; throwing out the old bouquet and replacing it with the new one.

He flashed a warm smile at his mother; dragging his feet back over to her bedside as he sat back down in the stiff chair, clasping her hands firmly as his words rolled off his tongue like honey, "I love you mum, so, so very much..."

Hello my lovely readers!

I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and it's slightly a different pace and way I have decided to write this chapter. I had someone comment that I should show more humanity or something (thank you for the suggestion!), which overall made me bring this into this story. I do apologize for the short chapters but I'll try to make them longer later on and we're slowly making our way to the USJ attack!

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