~Two Weeks Later~
After the sludge accident, my face was plastered all over the headlines. Not Izuku-kun, or Katsuki-kun, or even All Might. Just me.
Being the daughter of two known superheros who have passed in the line of duty has given me more exposer in the media more than I would of liked. Flocks of reporters surrounded the hospital entrence when Izuku-kun and his mom picked me up the day after the accident. I had to ask them not to bring me home because I was too scared that all the reporters would harrass them like they did me.
So for two whole weeks, I spent my time curled on the leather couch in my wide living room with no social interaction. I wasn't cleared to go to school yet anyways so there wasn't much I could of done anyways but I did kinda want to replace my broken phone before going back to school. So after a full 14 days of doing completely nothing, I had thrown on a pair of black jeans and a baggy sweatshirt and snucked out of the back way of my large manshion. I didn't bother going down the driveway just in case if the reporters some how did spot me.
Passing through the colorful garden, I easily walked by the 500 foot pool and walked down a small pathway that led me into the back forest of my home. When I was younger I use to get lost here looking for stray bunnies and other types of creatures. My parents would always freak out and search the grounds desperately. By the time they would fine me, I was bouncing that little woodland creature in the air with my quirk. Afterwords I would of gotten a scrowlding from both of them saying how dangerous it was for me to straw away from the path and the danger about using my quirk without properly "neutering" it. My parents where always on the dramatic side, after all.
Sighing, I pulled my dark hood over my ashy blond hair and stuffed my headphones in my ears. Music has always been my safe haven, letting me use it magical beats to distract myself from reality, even if it's just for a bit. My mom had always held music as one of the greatest things in the world.
She would always say; "Without music, we could never express ourselfs. Humans use music as a way to show their pride of their culture, like how we use our quirks to help one an other. Everyone needs it, its like a arm or sight. It's needed."
Smiling softly at my Mother's soft words, I didn't realize I was at the main road until I heard several horns honking. I lifted my glaze from the ground and waited patiently for the light to change while tapping my foot impatiently. This was the first time I've been out since being signed out of the hospital and I felt almost...exposed.
I crossed my arms over my chest and tapped my foot faster. I didn't like the feeling of being totally alone in public at the moment. What occurred a few weeks ago still haunts me sometimes. That was the first time I have ever been physically attacked by a villian but I was lucky I wasn't alone. If I had gone with Izuku-kun that day...what would of happened to Katsuki-kun? Would of he gotten hurt? Probably not, he was easily captured without thinking rationally. For anything, I had probably drgged him down...
Just to match my sudden gloomy mood, I heard a loud crackling sound as I felt a small patter on top of my hood. "Oh no..." Like the idiot I was, I didn't bother to check the weather or even look out the window. A few more drops landed on my head has the light finally turned red.
Crossing the street as quickly as I could, it wasn't until my foot hit the pavement that buckets of rain started to pour from the sky. "Shit...shit..." I grumbled lightly. My sprain gone away after the first week but the last thing I needed was to get a cold and get sent back to the hospital. I just got out of that hell hole, I'm not going back!
Walking with a new purpose to reach the electronic store, I raised my arms over my head and walked slightly faster. Only if that stupid media wasn't out side my house, I would have gone earlier after I got sent home! Grumbling silent curses, I finally spotted the familiar black and pink store. Raining harder than before, I found it slightly difficult to run faster with my now soaked clothing.
Letting out a small sigh of relief, I jabbed the store's door with my elbow and opening it roughly.
"Good afternoon miss!" One of the male employee's had greeted me with a small smile. He was slightly older than me and had bright blue hair that seemed to radiate against his pale skin, most likely dyed. He was definitely young with vibrant skin and a smile that seemed to reflect the suns rays. But after I yanked off my hood and tried to get my wet hair semi dry, his bright smile twitched.
There wasn't a lot of people in the store, maybe three people but it seemed that this guy was the only one working.
"Um...aren't you the girl from the-" the guy slowly itched forwards, his dark eyes quickly looking me over.
I didn't let him finish his sentence before taking out my shattered phone. "I need a new IPhone. Show me whatcha' got."
The man nodded his head eagerly before directing me to the display of IPhones. "W-we have the l-l-latest ver-"
Holding up my hand to stop him, I eyed the shiny rose gold iPhone 6. "If you are going to be starstruck right now, I can shop on my own, sir."
Nodding his head quickly, the older male darted across the room and helped another middle aged man with his purchase. Sighing lightly I pressed the home button on the iPhone and scrolled through the settings. There wasn't much different about from my iPhone 4, but I gotta admit, I do need an update.
In the middle of deciding if I wanted the plus or not, the employee slowly crept his way towards me. "Have you made your choice yet, miss?" He spoke a little louder from before and I nodded my head.
"I'll take the regular IPhone 6 rose gold." I spoke, pointing at the display and looking back at the male.
He nodded his head enthusiasticly before leading me towards the cashier. "Alright, we'll get it hooked up to your plan and you will be good to go Ms. Matsum-" realizing his mistake, the employee quickly coveted his mouth. "I-I'm so-"
"No, its alright." It was to be expected that he recongized me. My face has been all over the headlines for weeks and reporters where still at my door step, waiting for me to take one step out so they could bombard me with questions. It happened last time with my parents after their death. I was so young and confused at the time, so I didn't understand why random people where sticking their microphones in my face and asking questions at a pase I didn't understand them at all.
Shaking my head lightly, I gave the man my account number as he took my battered IPhone from me. "I see...this must of happened during the accident?" Directing his dark eyes at me, I nodded.
"Yeah, I haven't had a chance to leave my house for the past week but I can barley see the screen, its driving me nuts."
Letting out a small laugh, the man clicked a few buttons on his iPad and slipped the shattered phone and the new one back to me in its white box. "Well you are all set up Ms. Matsumoto."
Taking the shattered and new one, I slipped my old one into my jeans pockets and slipped the new one under my hoody. "Thank you so much," I bowed lightly to the man in gratitude but he shook his head.
"No, no. Thank you Ms. Matsumoto for your parents sacrifice." Bowing a full 180 angle I couldn't help but feel embarrassed by the stares that the guy called upon us.
Ignoring the light blush that stained my cheeks, I pulled up my hood and walked out of the store. The rain drops where still heavy and I had no umbrella. Biting my lip, I bounced on the balls of my feet while clutching onto the box that contained my new phone. I would hate for it to be destoryed after I just purchased it.
"Shit...shit..." I grumbled under my breath as I ran down the rainy street, my whole body getting soaked once again. Damn myself for not checking the weather before leaving.
Grumbling a few curses under my breath, I accidentally bumped into someone. "O-oh, sorr-"
"Watch it, you side character!" A very familiar voice reached my ears, causing me to stutter and stop mid way into breaking into another sprint.
"K...Kastuki-kun?" I muttered, looking behind me to see the ash blond glaring at me. But once our eyes locked onto each others, the annoyance seemed to melt off of his face.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He muttered, his voice more even now as he bumped his umbrella slightly.
Turning around, I gave him a small smile. "Well I just came out to buy a new phone since mine was recently...destroyed." My voice tighten slightly at the mention of the sludge accident. I avoided the topic all together for a while and talking about it now, made me slightly uneasy.
"Oh." Was all he said before looking me up and down. "Where the hell is your umbrella?!" He yelled at me, looking slightly annoyed.
Shrugging, I directed my glaze towards the street where the rain was hitting it so powerfully, it was sending water everywhere. "I didn't check the weather before I left so I didn't bring one." I answered honestly. "My house isn't too far so I can get back soo-"
Suddenly Katsuki-kun and walked up to me and held the umbrella way above my head, shielding me from the harsh weather. "Let's go, I'll walk you." He stated, motioning for me to cross the road.
Knowing it was no use to argue with the boy, the both of us quickly crossed the road and found ourselves walking silently down my street. "So your a rich girl, huh?" He grumbled slightly, looking at the look-a-like houses with a dirty glare.
Rubbing my wet hair, I let out a nervous chuckle. I hope he doesn't get jealous that he would consider to burn down my house. "Uh, I guess you can say that."
My Father was the sole heir to my grandfather's oil company after he passed away when I was 3. My Father dealt with managing a huge oil company while also being a pro hero. He met my mom through Yuuei and they fell in love, and had me. But now since my dad died when I was young, the company fell through and all the sponsers had abandon the company. The only thing they left me with was dusty memories and a wad of cash.
Finally coming upon the front gates of my house, I sighed in relief after seeing there were no reporters waiting for me. "Thank god those bastards left." I muttered after walking up the gate and turning around to smile at Katsuki-kun.
"You can come in, if you want." I offered while putting a large key into the lock and pushing the gate open with my shoulder. "You can stay until the rain stops."
Eyeing the gate weirdly, the ash blond shrugged. "Fine." Was all he said before following me into the driveway.
My home was always very classic, not styled in a Japanese way but more featuring the American culture. While although both my parents were born pure Japanese, they always had a soft spot for Americans. A giant white fountain was spitting out water, but rain drops polluted the crystal clear water, making it slightly gray. The driveway wrapped around the fountain making it into a round-a-bout.
My house was made out of red bricks but was later painted into a bright white which always seemed to blind my eyes whenever I look at it. With a grand total of four floors, my room was placed on the highest floor with a total of around 34 guest rooms. After my parents passed, I took the liberty of redesigning their room into my own. Larger than any room in the house, it also had a large bathroom. 6 separate bathrooms along with a gaint kitchen, living room, a garage where my Father's old cars layed their with layers of dust, and a huge dining room which was hardly used these days.
In the backyard, the land stretched out further which I later expanded the garden until I couldn't even name the plants I had bought. There was also a underground pool that was six feet deep, which was great for during the summer.
Walking up the steps together, I jammed the key into the lock and swung the door open. "Come in, make yourself at home." I carelessly stated before taking off my shoes at the door and slipping my hood off to shake out my hair.
Pointing towards the living space I told Katsuki-kun that I needed to change and I'll come down to make us some lunch. He said nothing before walking into the vast living space and plopping himself onto the couch. I guess that's what I get for telling him to feel at home.
Sighing, I ran up the large staircase with ease before reaching my room. My room was painted an off beige color, closely resembling my hair color. I kept my parents old mattress that was resting in the middle of the room, pressed against the furthest wall. Leaving the door slightly ajar, I walked up to my closet and pulled out a fresh pair of jeans and this time a loose, black v-neck long sleeved shirt.
I quickly stripped off my wet clothes while plopping them into my laundry basket. Walking into my bathroom, I roughly pulled out a towel before grabbing my new iPhone case and carelessly drying my hair.
"Alright, I'm done." I announced after walking down the four flights of stairs and walking into the living room to see Katsuki-kun scrolling through some social media on his phone.
Upon hearing my voice he looked and squinted. "That shirt looks too tight, maybe you should lose some weight." He bluntly said making an irk mark appear on my forehead.
"Asshat..." I grumbled slightly before stomping myself into the kitchen. "Fine, I guess you don't want lunch!" I yelled while clutching onto my IPhone box to my chest. My cheeks burned and I felt like kicking the jerk out. But...I did invite him in, that would be rude.
"Why did you buy a new phone? What happened to your old one?" His voice suddenly spoke behind me, making a shudder go through my spine as I whipped around to stare at him in shock.
"W...where the hell did you come from?!" I pointed one finger at him with my bad arm. My arm shook violently because of the action making me lower it.
"I followed you, duh." He rolled his eyes lightly and I internally groaned at my own stupidity.
I slightly nod awkwardly before walking across the polished, wooden floors to enter the kitchen. "You can sit over there, if you want." I stretched out my arm to point at one of the high chairs near the island. "I'll make us something to eat."
"Don't make it taste like shit." Was all he said before casually walking over and climibing onto the seat, turning it to make sure he followed my every movement.
I gulped lightly before tieing back my long hair and walking to the fridge. "What kind of meat would you like?"
"Doesn't matter, just hurry the hell up. I'm hungry." He grumbled. "And make sure to put hot sauce on it."
I nodded my head before pulling out the turkey meat along with the slices of cheese. I made my way towards the shiny counters before pulling out the white bread out from the counter.
My brown orbs stole a glance at Katsuki-kun to see him staring at me intenally. I didn't dare let my eyes linger on his just in case he would blow up on me, which I rather not deal with right now. Sighing, I focused my attention on soley making the sandwiches so I don't get yelled at by the strongly built boy.
"What happened to your arm? Why is it shaking like that?" He questioned. Without thinking, I turned to him with an up turned smile.
"It happened because of that villian from two weeks ago." I suddenly opened my eyes and blinked. Ah fuck, that was the last thing I rather bring up with him. Katsuki-kun's pride means too much to him to let him know I got hurt badly. But it wasn't like he would care though, right?
Suddenly sparks danced at his palms and he glared at me. "You're telling me," he pointed at my bandaged arm. "That sludge fucker did that to you?!" He shouted angirly.
I hastily bit my tounge, regretting saying anything. "Y-yeah..." I muttered meekly.
Several bomb sounds echoed throughout the halls and I didn't dare look at him. "Its not a big deal, Katsu-"
"Big deal my ass!" He shouted, making me shudder. "Your hand is injured!"
I bit my tounge even harder so I didn't tell him it was my whole arm. "Katsuki-kun, seriously, I'm fine."
"Stop calling me that." He order bitterly, strolling up to me with a frown. "I hate that name."
I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at the ash haired boy. "Katsuki-kun? What's wrong with that?"
"It's too formal, I don't like it." Finishing up both of our sandwiches, I handed him a bottle of hot sauce and allowed him to apply it himself.
"Then what do you want me to call you?"
"Katsuki. Call me Katsuki and I'll call you Katsumi. Got it?" Smiling to myself, I couldn't help but feel as if Katsuki was actually warming up to me. But I kept on my stoic expression and nodded.
"Alright, Katsuki." The sound of his name rolled off my tounge effortlessly and I couldn't help but grin lightly. "I like it."
I couldn't see his facial reaction as he turned away from me and picked up his plate. I grinned at his retreating figure before picking up my plate as well.
"Well, let's dig in!" I yelled out happily before sliding into the high chair next to him.
"Shut the hell up!" He snapped at me. "Let's just eat for fucks sake!"