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The letter from Yuei came in the mail and I rushed to open it, freaking out when a disk skidded across my bedroom floor and landed under my bed. Diving under the bed, I saw a hologram and listened as All Might told me that I was accepted and had ranked fifth in the total rankings.

"YES!"

CRASH

"OUCH! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WHO DID I PISS OFF?" I scream, trying to scoot out from under my bed, disk held tightly.

Hana came rushing in and burst out laughing as I made a valiant effort to escape the clutches of my evil bedframe. Finally free, I shoot her a menacing glare, rubbing the knot forming on my skull.

"No need to look so upset! You got in, right?" she asked through her chortles. "Wait! Don't answer that. I already know you got in. I never doubted you in the first place." Gently pulling me up, she enveloped me in a warm hug and I melted. Hana's hugs are the best, like hot cocoa after being stuck in the cold.

"Yes, I got in and I ranked fifth! FIFTH! Can you believe that I was fifth out of ALL those people?!" Another chuckle had me whipping my head around Hana to stare at Sora. "Of course we believe it kiddo, you've got a great quirk and an even better attitude. We're very proud of you."

I burst out sobbing, ugly crying right there. "C-can you not just say you're p-proud of me so n-nonchalantly? That's a lot for me to take in." Hana pulled me in even tighter and rubbed my back, knowing that she was literally holding me together. "Hey, hey," she whispered. "It's okay to feel worthy and loved, Ren. You're not in that place anymore and you have us cheering you on every step of the way."

Nodding, I pulled away and smiled at them both, not missing the saddened expressions on their faces. "I'm sorry it's taking me so—"

"None of that," Sora admonished. "You take as long as you need to heal. Some things are easier than others and some things aren't even known until you're put in a certain situation. Don't apologize for the trauma you went through. It wasn't your fault."

I nodded and asked if it was alright if I went for a walk.

Taking a deep breath, I filled my lungs to their fullest capacity and relished in the fresh air. I needed this. I always need a physical release for all the pent-up rage and anxiety my body stores. It's a shock I've come this far already. It's pretty dang hard to fix nine years of abuse.

I glanced around and noticed a cute hole-in-the-wall coffee shop and decided to enjoy some much-needed quiet time whilst people watching. Slipping in quietly, I did a double take at the server behind the counter. I was tempted to sneak back out but then my eyes locked onto bright lavender orbs. He raised a brow, challenging me to run again and I internally kicked myself.

I lifted my head up and all but stomped over to the counter, earning an amused smirk from the boy that has been haunting my every freaking thought. "What can I get for you or are you going to take off like a bat out of hell again?"

Clearing my throat, I leaned into his personal space, making sure I had every ounce of his attention. "I don't know how it may have seemed but I am truly sorry for running off like that. I panicked. If we would have talked, then I probably would have said something stupid… or puked on you. So, I apologize if I made you feel rejected or something like that."

His wide eyes studied me for a long moment before he shooed me to the side and took the order of the customer behind me. What the hell am I doing using HIS intimidation tactics on my freaking soulmate! I am clearly losing my marbles!/em A cup was placed in front of me and I stared at it for a solid two minutes before looking up. I was once again nose-to-nose with a boy I had barely met, this must be a record.

"I'm used to it. People are quick to judge so what you did was pretty normal for me," he stated calmly while pushing the cup into my fidgeting hands. Before my body could catch up to my brain, I put the cup down and grabbed his hands.

"That's not okay. You shouldn't just give into the judgement of others… at least that's what my therapist tells me… OH, CRAP! DID I JUST SAY THAT OUTLOUD! I am SOSOSO sorry. I would love to say that I'm not normally like this but that would be a lie!" A deep chuckle had me freezing, feeling warmth spread through my entire body.

"You're funny and you say what you're thinking, I like it. My shift is over in thirty minutes, let's talk more once I'm free." He pulled his hands from mine and turned back to take another order, leaving me with hot cocoa and a stomach full of anxiety. I immediately noticed a slight shift in my mood. It must be the fact that we stopped touching. Physical contact between soulmates is supposed to deepen your connection, bringing each other comfort./em

I picked a comfy corner next to a window and plopped down on a plush loveseat. Mulling over our conversation had me fixating on one thing. He was used to others rejecting him. So used to it that he didn't even think anything of it when I literally legged it away from him. He's like me. He knows trauma. Maybe not to the same extent but we're cut from the same cloth./em

The loveseat dipped and I jerked out of my thoughts, once again being met with my favorite color. He observed me, bringing a cup to his lips to sip at something.

"Do you go to therapy, too?" I blurt out without thinking. His eyes widen and I see them shutter, pulling up his walls. "Oh, shizzle! Don't say anything! I didn't mean to blurt that out! It's just that, I can tell that we're pieces of the same puzzle, you know? Damaged but not broken. UGH, I AM SO SORRY!"

I facepalmed and groaned, knowing that I royally screwed up. An awkward silence ensued before a sigh was heard. "You really know how to start off heavy. My name is Shinsou Hitoshi. What's yours?"

"Um, my name is Ren. Just Ren. No last name." I stated, sounding more confident than I felt. He raised an eyebrow and threw his arm over the seat. I leaned forward, just a small movement; most wouldn't even notice it. The narrowing of his eyes made it clear that he noticed.

"So, Ren, no last name. Did you get into Yuei?"

"I sure did! Did you, Shinsou?" He nodded and continued to stare. "So, um, what class were you placed in? I was placed in 1-A." He hummed and stated that we would be in the same class. Getting tired of his silence, I glared at him and crossed my arms. "I thought you said that you wanted to talk. This isn't talking."

"Sorry, I'm just trying to figure you out," he stated quietly. AND cue the anxiety. The panic must have been written all over my face because he immediately sat up and reached for me. Instincts kicked in and I smacked his hand away, placing a foot against his hip to stop him from advancing. "Woah, I didn't mean it like that, Ren. Relax. Look, I'm sitting back and putting hands back right where they were."

I nodded, breathing deeply but not letting my guard down. "What do you want to talk about?" Hesitating, I gently removed my foot and grimaced at the footprint. "Um, sorry about that. I don't know you super well yet and I have a pretty intense fight or flight reflex."

"I call bullshit but it's okay, for now. We'll talk it all out eventually."

Blinking in owlishly, I soaked in his words, understanding that he wanted to know more but wouldn't push. "You're not mad at me?"

He gave me a weird look before understanding dawned on him. I hated what came next, or at least I usually did. However, instead of seeing pity, I saw understanding and… anger?

"No. I'm not mad. You didn't do anything wrong. What's your quirk?" He spoke so quietly that I almost missed the words. "Oh, I have force field manipulation! It's pretty awesome but, as you already know, it irritates my soft tissue when I overuse it. What's your quirk?"

"Brainwashing," he stated simply, his sharp gaze analyzing my facial expressions. "Oh my gosh, that is so awesome! I wish I had your quirk!" Of course I spoke without thinking and it seemed to be exactly what he needed. His chuckled turned into a deep belly laugh that was contagious.

When we had quieted down, he had an expression on his face that I rarely saw. Hope. "You know, Ren, you're the first person to ever react that way when I tell them what my quirk is. Most people are afraid of me."

I scrunched my brow up, confused and then I understood his anger from earlier. Someone had hurt him. Rejected him because they didn't understand the gift he had. Reaching out I placed my hand on his, shooting him a bright smile. "Well, you don't have to worry about those small-minded people anymore, Shinsou! If someone else picks on you, then I'll kick them in the shin… even if Izumo says violence isn't always the answer."

He laughed again, more reserved this time, a genuine smile spread across his face. I pulled out my phone and handed it to him, pouting when he retracted his hand to type. A quiet chime alerted me to the fact that he had texted himself and I laughed, feeling a weight leave my chest.

"Shinsou, I'm glad that me running away didn't taint our relationship. You're a pretty cool guy." He snorted and handed me back my phone. "Lucky for you, I have pretty tough skin. Plus, I would be a complete douche if I didn't at least let you explain yourself. Do you know who our second is yet?"

Giving him a skeptical look, I nodded slowly. "Do you know who our second is yet?" He snorted at my childish antics. "Yes. That fucking idiot couldn't be more obvious with that flashy quirk of his. I don't know how he does it, that shit hurts."

I nodded in agreement before nudging him gently, "Don't start comparing yourself to him. You don't even know him and so far, you are a hell of a lot nicer than he is. Also, stop downing your quirk. It. Is. Awesome!" He rolled his eyes and pushed my hand off his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. Stop geeking out, short stuff."

"Short stuff!? I'm not even that much shorter than you!" I growled, waving my hands above my head.

He smirked at my antics and leaned into the couch, closing his eyes and zoning me out. "As much as you need sleep Mr. Eyebags, it's rude to ignore someone who is vehemently trying to plead their case." Chuckling, he opened an eye, fully sitting up when he noticed my glare.

"Let's try to hang out these next couple of days before school starts. I want you comfortable around me before we have to go into a new environment." His statement completely caught me off guard and I instantly teared up. It was his turn to panic, not understanding what could have set me off.

"Shinsou, I don't deserve someone as nice as you," I sniffled. "Do you want to meet my guardians? My house is only ten minutes from here." He nodded silently, following me as I lead the way out.