A/N: I know adding crossover elements can botch a story but it is REALLY important to me! And this is getting depressing for me too. You guys read it but imagine writing it, along with unsung hero. God, why am I like this? Anyway please enjoy :)

26

Fire flies remix ft. Sawada Tsunayoshi


"Momo... ugh..."

"Mhm... yes Izuku?"

"What are we.. what are we doing..?"

"Don't worry... This never happened, okay?"


Izuku and Kyouka were holding hands, walking back from the park. She kicked a pebble and it splashed over a puddle.

"It feels like everything's going to be better now." Jirou still had puffy bloodshot eyes but her smile was earnest.

Izuku agreed, sharing her smile. "Yeah, Kyouka." Squeezing her hand. "You and Momo are good friends, that won't change."

Jirou sighed and then shivered. Izuku released her hand, placing his arm over her shoulders, bringing her in for warmth. "Thanks." She muzzled out all comfy, rubbing her red nose over his ribcage. "God, I don't want to face anybody looking like this."

"Hm, I got my wallet. Wanna go to the arcade?"

She giggled and smacked his chest. "Sure, sounds like our kind of date."

They played and laughed. The tension slowly released from both their shoulders, forgetting about the drama. They were playing the same gun game that they first played on their first date. Her finger was rubbing the trigger. "Hey, um, Izuku?"

"Yeah, Kyouka?" Pulling a green pistol out of the game holster.

"Are you... are you still remembering this?" A call back to their date here.

It caught him off guard because he hadn't. He had to shake his head. "No, not as much as I had hoped, b-but we can make more memories."

Jirou let out a sigh of relief. "Yeah I was feeling guilty cause I had forgotten too, I only remembered because of the pistol in my hand. It's just, after everything that's happened, it feels like so long ago, even if it has only been a few months."

"April..."

Kyouka turned her face to him.

"This all started at the end of April." He was staring down at the pistol. Kyouka didn't know if he was being nostalgic to remember their past or to forget something in the present, because for a moment his eyes looked solemn. It vanished as soon as it came. He rose his head and turned to her, smiling. Kyouka didn't know how to take that moment of weakness in his eyes. She pretended she didn't see it because it obviously wasn't meant to be seen.

"Hey, let's play!" Kyouka tried to cheer. 'C'mon, he's always trying for me! Remember get into that supportive crap he's always giving me.'

"Yeah, let's just forget about today!" Izuku had a bright smile, but Jirou could tell the light was flickering.

They killed zombies like last time, but Jirou could tell his heart wasn't in it, unlike last time. She knew he was trying not to show it and she didn't want to bring it up. They just had a strenuous conversation, adding more seemed insensitive at this point.

They were looking for another game to play after getting mauled by zombies, walking around the arcade. "Hey Kyouka, actually I gotta use the restroom, I'll be right back."

"Oh, sure babe. I'll guess I should use it too."


"What's wrong with me!" Izuku whispered harshly, splashing water on his face. He placed his hands on the counter. He stared at the mirror, visibly frustrated.

Flush. The stall opened and he walked out with a useless step in his bounce. "Hiee!" He slipped on the dry tile floor somehow. "Ow, ow, ow."

Izuku rose an eyebrow. 'He slipped from a normal step? The floor isn't even slippery, it actually feels like it has good traction.' Nonetheless, "are you okay?" Izuku bent down and offered his hand.

"Ah, thank you." Taking his hand. He tried to pull himself up, but lost his grip from Izuku's wet hand, and fell back down. "Ugf!"

"S-Sorry! I should have dried my hands, I was just trying to help!" Izuku couldn't believe this guy's bad luck.

"It's fine, it's fine, still thanks." He stood and dusted himself off, like if it was an everyday thing. "So what's wrong with you?" He walked to the sink to wash his hands. "Earlier, I heard you say that. Sorry I wasn't trying to spy or anything like that."

Izuku gasped. He did believe he was alone, which was why he said that to himself. "S-Sorry, it's not something I'm comfortable talking about, let alone a stranger I met in the bathroom."

"Hahaha!" His laugh was a high pitch of sincerity. "That does make sense. Okay, I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi, but everyone calls me Tsuna, it's a pleasure to meet you." He bowed properly.

"Oh, I'm Midoriya Izuku, it's nice to meet you too."

Tsuna ruffled the back of his brown bushy hair. "Sorry, I wasn't trying to pry but to me, it sounded like you were troubled by something you wouldn't even want to tell your close friends."

"N-Nani?! How did you know?" Izuku was shocked by how he hit the mark.

"Intuition, simply intuition but if you can't tell the people close to you, then maybe you can tell a stranger. Who am I gonna tell, I don't even know you right? I have nothing to gain."

"I'm shocked by how much sense you're making." Especially because of how much of a klutz he showed himself to be. 'There is something extraordinarily normal about him...'

"But I'm not going to force you. I just know how helpful a listening ear can be..." He glanced down, at the mirror, then back at Izuku. There was a buried flame in his eyes, a pure earnest sky-flame.

Izuku couldn't help it. This complete stranger broke down his facade. "I feel like such an asshole!" He finally let out. He slumped up against one of the stall doors. "I've been dating this girl, we broke up once but finally got back together but it hasn't been quite right, actually it feels like everything just keeps piling on and I'm only wearing this mask that everyone expects from me, but honestly I'm just so tired... I want us to be happy, but it's so fucking hard." He usually avoided cussing, but Jirou had permanently changed that.

Tsuna was unfazed. "So why do you feel like an asshole?" Although he heard the guilt in his voice, he knew it helped more to let it all out. "It was when you guys were broken up, wasn't it?"

Izuku weakly nodded with his slumped head and hidden eyes. "I... I did something with her best friend. Technically it's not cheating but it sure feels like it. I haven't felt like anything was wrong until today when I saw her," and that smile Momo gave Izuku, "I know she's going to take this secret to the grave, just so me and my girlfriend can make it work... but this all just feels so wrong. For some reason, I want to go back to her?" Izuku rubbed his eyes with his wrist, scared and confused.

Tsuna was leaning against a wall with his arms crossed. He was staring intently focused. He knew exactly this feeling. He knew it too well. "You're just causing self-destruction, Midoriya. You're hurting yourself and those around you, aren't you?"

"That's... That's what All-Might said would happen..." Izuku had wide teary eyes. "Why am I the only one who can't see it..?"

Tsuna shook his head. "No, it's not quite like that, it's not simple. I'm betting your girlfriend or her best friend can't notice it either. Everyone is always fighting their own internal struggles. I'm not trying to put blame on you, it's not my place. I'm just talking from experience. I almost lost my two best friends because I was doing the same thing. I refused to acknowledge my own faults."

"So... what did you do?" Izuku was desperate. "Ever since I reunited with my girlfriend, me and her best friend have had this sexual tension that I have shrugged off, but now, I don't know if I want to avoid it anymore. Some sick part of me wants to console her, in that way."

"It all feels hopeless, huh?"


Sometimes, I follow a firefly. It takes me into the night.

"Oh, Izuku..."

Baby, I just survive. I'm love drunk, I'm sorry.

"...Momo..."

Am I losing you? Sometimes I follow a firefly.

"Mhm!...Izuku!.. Izuku!"

It takes me into the night. Baby, I just survive.

"Ahh! Momo...!"

I got drunk, I'm sorry.

"That was... oh, god. Rest your weary head and go to sleep... Don't worry, this never happened... if you don't want it to have... Okay, Izuku?"

Am I losing you?