Day 6: Longing

It was winter break and the students had been allowed to go home. The students that decided to go; however, required that a parent or guardian be with them when they do. The students of Class 1A had all decided to go home for the holidays.

"It was nice of ya to come and pick me up," Ochako said to her parents. "The bullet train must've been expensive. I wouldn't have mind ter stay here for the holidays."

"And miss spending time with 'r little girl?" Mr. Uraraka countered. "Never!"

She picked up a box of some of the things she wanted to bring home. It was much bigger than she anticipated and made it difficult to see ahead. The box was then lifted from her hands.

"Here let me help you with that Uraraka-san," Izuku's voice came from the other side of the big box. "This is going back to your home right?"

"What a right gentleman, you are," Mrs. Uraraka praised.

"It's… It's… No… No… Problem… At… All!" Izuku stuttered.

"You're Izuku Midorya right?" Mrs. Uraraka asked.

"Yes, ma'am," Izuku said a little too quickly.

"Oh!" Mr. Uraraka said. "So you're the infamous Deku! It's nice to finally meetcha! Though you're not really what I expected."

"Infamous!?" Izuku screeched. "Wait! What do you mean by 'not really what you expected'?"

"Well yeah," Mr. Uraraka answered bluntly. "Ocha over here has told us all about ya. Whenever she calls back home, there's always a part where she goes 'Deku-kun this, Deku-kun that, and Deku-kun is so amazing!' The way she talks about you. She made it sound like you're some god. So I expected someone a bit more… Uh I don't know… All Might-y."

"Dad!" Ochako screamed in embarrassment. The pitch of her voice was so high that it caused Jiro who was across the room to jump. She grabbed Izuku and power walked away from her parents.

"Oh come on Ocha," Mr. Uraraka said. "I was just starting up a chat with the kid."

"Oh my," Mrs. Uraraka said.

"Sorry about that," Ochako apologized. "My dad doesn't know when to stop talking at times."

"It's alright. It's alright," Izuku said. "My mom's the same way."

"It's kind of nice that we can go home over the holidays," Ochako said.

"Yeah," Izuku said but something did not feel right.

Silence encompassed the two as they walked. Though they were happy that they were allowed to go home for the holidays, a burning sensation was telling them otherwise. They were craving for something but could not pinpoint what. They stole glances at each other. Quickly looking away once they made eye contact.

'What is this feeling?' Izuku questioned himself.

'Ugh!' Ochako groaned inwardly. She had become familiar with this. 'Why is this coming up now? Deku-kun is a good friend. My best friend! I can't let us get distracted from becoming heroes. I have to keep these feelings down!'

'Why is it that not seeing her during the break is making me feel like I'm losing her?' Izuku asked internally. A blush adorning his face. "Um, Uraraka-san."

She turned to him. Meeting his gaze had sent a chill down her spine. The eyes that were usually filled with determination, were now filled with an incomprehensible hunger. A gaze so possessive that it felt like she had been marked to keep others away. It was unnerving but at the same time enticing. She wanted to know what he was thinking behind that look. She wanted to be the only subject of that look.

"Yes Deku-kun?" Ochako answered.

"Uh, nevermind," Izuku said. Lowering his eyes to avoid her inquisitive gaze.

'I wonder what he was about to say. Maybe I should ask. Wait, that might not be a good idea,' Ochako thought. Going back and forth between what if's before a traitorous thought echoed in her mind. "Maybe I should ask him out."

"What!?" Ochako shouted causing Izuku to jump. Seeing this, she gave him a sheepish smile. "Ah sorry."

"Are you alright Uraraka-san?" Izuku asked worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Ochako said hastily.

They had put the box into the taxi that Ochako and her family will be riding back to Mie. To avoid any awkwardness the two tried to stir their thoughts to light conversation topics.

"I think that's everything," Ochako said regretfully. "Thanks for the help, Deku-kun."

"Anytime," Izuku said.

"Izuku,' the voice of Inko Midorya came from outside. "Our cab is here."

"Well," Izuku said. A tinge of sadness on his expression. "I have to go. We should hangout sometime during the holidays."

"I'd like that," Ochako said.

"Bye!" He said. Giving her a wistful look and waving to her before entering the taxi.

Ochako waved back. She watched the car disappear from sight then slumped down. Continuously sighing and using the door frame to support her weight. Her smile turned to a frown and an ache in her chest caused her hand to go on top of it. Yearning for the moments that she had with her best friend.

"You're sweet on him ain't ya?" Mrs. Uraraka stated, walking behind her daughter. Her dad right beside her.

Her face turned blood red as she jumped to her feet. Shooting her mom a quick glare and pouting. "How much did you see?"

"From 'bout the time you two got back inside," she answered. "To the part where you suddenly dropped to your knees and looked as if you've just become a widow."

Ochako went pale. Her mom had been watching all that unfold and she was there, leaning against a door frame like her lover just left. She groaned.

"He's a good guy. You chose well Ochako," Mr. Uraraka complimented.

"So?" Mrs. Uraraka asked.

"So what?" Ochako answered her question with a question.

"When are you bringing him over for dinner?" Mrs. Uraraka asked.

"Huh?" Ochako said, not really understanding.

"Well, you did make a promise to go out during the break. Didn't ya?" Mrs. Uraraka said.

"Ya," Ochako answered. Wondering where her mom was going with this.

"Yeah, I agree with yer mother Ochako," Mr. Uraraka said. He grabbed his phone and sent a message. "Why don't we have dinner with Izuku and his mother?"

"Huh?" Ochako said. Now totally confused. "What fer?"

"Inko said she's fine with it," Mr. Uraraka informed his daughter and wife.

'When did they become so close to Deku's mom that they were on firstname basis!?' Ochako screamed in her head. 'Wait! When did they exchange numbers!?'

"That's great hon," Mrs. Uraraka said. "Why don't ya ask her if they can come a week from now? Send her our address as well. Oh and tell her to bring clothes so they can stay the night, so we can show them around."

"On it," Mr. Uraraka replied.

"Can one of ya please explain!?" Ochako finally snapped.

"Don'tcha wanna see Izuku?" Mrs. Uraraka asked. Bringing her daughter to a complete halt. She watched as Ochako struggled to give her an answer.

"Of course I do!" Ochako replied. The butterflies in her stomach were not really helping her situation. "But yer not making any sense!"

"She said she's fine with it," Mr. Uraraka said after reading the response. Ochako face turned crimson. Torn between freaking out and jumping from joy because she'll get to see Izuku a lot earlier than expected.

"Did you hear that Ochako?" Mrs. Uraraka asked. "Izuku and his mom are visiting us in a week."

"..."

"Ocha?" Mr. Uraraka called.

"Will one of you please tell me why are you doing all this?" Ochako said. Her face hidden beneath her hair but her blush had become so intense that her entire face was red.

"Why, to get to know our future son-in-law," Mrs. Uraraka said with a straight face.

"Mom!"