I'm back with another chapter!
It was supposed to be the last chapter, but I coudn't really make an omake of this chapter, so the next one is the last, I promise.^^''
I add some fluff just because I wanted, hahaha!
Hope you enjoy it!
Midoriya Inko cried. A lot.
Mitsuki and Masaru had to come to Izuku's room to try to calm her down, since her own son's words weren't having any effect.
"Mom! I am fine! Please, don't cry!"
"Izukuuu!"
In the end, his parents accompanied Inko to his own hospital room to try to calm her a little bit there, leaving Katsuki and Izuku alone again.
"I did it again even though I promised…" Izuku groaned. "Mom was really worried…"
"We were fighting the most fucked up villains in the history, what did you expected, nerd?"
Izuku didn't answer.
"Anyway, you talked with the predecessors?"
"...I did."
"And what?"
"I'm the last holder for One For All." The boy in the bed said. "This quirk is basically the First's will, he wanted to stop All For One, and we did it. There's no reason for this quirk to exist anymore."
"The last holder." The ash blond boy hummed.
"Also, Kudou is the second One For All holder." Izuku said suddenly changing the topic, because probably there wasn't a lot to talk about One For All now.
"Did you hear that?!" Did Izuku hear all the shit that he was saying? Fuck!
"Hum…yeah?" Came the answer. "Actually, all the past One For All holders heard…and Kudou-san was really pissed off because of your…assumptions…"
"That he broke the demon lord's heart?!"
Izuku closed his eyes and tried to cover his ears, but with a broken arm, it was impossible.
"Can you please stop saying that, Kacchan?! The green haired boy asked. "I can't see them while I'm awake, but I can hear the previous holders, and the Second is really pissed off! It's just…complicated, but he isn't AFO's ex or anything like that. If Kudou-san ever dated someone, he definitely dated the First."
"...what?" Katsuki was sure that he looked stupid right now. Don't tell him that the whole story behind OFA was a love story?! "The fuck?!"
"I said it is complicated." Izuku signed, finally opening his eyes again. The will/ghosts of the predecessors must have stopped complaining or whatever. "But basically, while I was still sleeping, the First holder told me how everything started, what happened and how it ended. It's not a fairy tale, and it doesn't have a happy ending."
Katsuki didn't interrupt, he let Izuku continue the story.
"But for me, what they lived in between the start and the end, was real and beautiful, because if not, we wouldn't be here today." The ninth holder said, a small smile on his lips. "Once, the First user called the Second his 'hero'. The hand that the Second extended, the hand that the First grabbed. If their feelings weren't connected back then, One For All wouldn't have been born."
Katsuki looked at his own hand and wondered. One For All was a quirk that grew within each individual, the stronger the will, the stronger the feelings…the stronger the quirk became. Izuku unleashed all the previous holders' quirks…does it mean that the quirk became ridiculously stronger now because of Izuku's feelings?
"Nana-san, the Seventh holder also likes to say that the meaning behind One For All was kind of romantic." Izuku added, cheeks slightly pink. "I can understand it now."
"Does that mean OFA got stronger because you like someone?" Katsuki asked out of nowhere, and he almost slapped himself. Because what the fuck was he saying?! Where did his brain-to-mouth filter go?!
Izuku blushed, even his ears and neck were red. For some reason, Katsuki also blushed.
"Wh-where this c-came from, Kacchan?!" Izuku almost choked with his own saliva.
Katsuki also wanted to know why the hell he asked that!
"Fuck off!" He yelled, embarrassed from his own words.
"But it was you who-"
"FUCK OFF, DIPSHIT!"
They stared at each other, both a blushing mess. Katsuki didn't want to say another word, he didn't trust his mouth or brain, at least not now. He still had a lot of stuff, feelings, to think about first, the last thing that he needed was to fuck up his freshly rebuilt relationship with Izuku because he could't keep his mouth shut!
But of course, Izuku being Izuku, he didn't drop the matter.
"I-I mean! Is it wrong to like someone?!" He asked in a high pitched voice, and he even looked redder than before. "We are high school students, of course we have a crush here and there, right?!"
A crush?! Who?! Round Face? Half and Half Bastard?
"Hormones don't help either!"
"Izuku! Shut up!" He didn't want to hear about that!
"And it's not my fault that you are handsome!"
"For fucks sake! Shut-" A pause. "What?!"
And this time Izuku stopped talking, again slapping a hand to his mouth. Judging by his wild green eyes, he didn't want to spill that part. Looks like the nerd's brain-to-mouth filter was also gone.
"What the fuck did you just said?"
But Izuku just shook his head, hand still on his mouth. Fucking asshole! Of all times to shut up, he had to decide to do this right now!
Katsuki got up from his chair and approached Izuku, the mattress sinking under his weight when he put his knee on it.
"Say it again, nerd!" Katsuki said, while using his left arm to try to move Izuku's hand.
"No!" The fucker had the courage to fight back.
"Say it again! I think I'm going deaf!"
"Yeah, probably!"
At this point Katsuki was already on top of Izuku's hospital bed, on top of Izuku, trying to pin the grenette on the bed, but when did Midoriya Izuku go down without a fight? They were wrestling to get the upper hand over the other, and if their injuries hurt, especially their broken bones, they were definitely ignoring it right now. Why? Because at this point, Katsuki was sure that they were both competitive idiots.
"I know what I heard, nerd!"
"You heard it wrong, Kacchan!"
"I'm not fucking deaf!"
"You are the one who just said that you are!"
He finally pinned Izuku on the bed, left hand pressing Izuku's right wrist on the pillow - he didn't bother with the other arm since the arm was broken -, and his legs on each side of the green haired boy's waist, and just to make sure that Izuku wouldn't move, he sat on his stomach. Just to make sure.
"Say. It. Again." Katsuki hissed, red eyes staring at the other boy under him.
"Get off, Kacchan!" Izuku complained, trying to find a way to get away. "You are heavy!"
"Say the words and I will!"
They glared at each other, because apparently their short wrestling session hadn't been enough. And they stayed like that for a few minutes, until Izuku sighed, tired and…defeated?
"H-handsome." The blush on Izuku's cheeks were back. "I said that you are handsome.
"...I don't hear that often…" Katsuki replied stupidly, because he was not really sure of what to say or how to react now that he heard the word again. Is he becoming stupid? Maybe he hit his head and has a concussion? He really should ask the doctor if he had any brain damage. But fuck! He was kind of happy?
"That's because you are always frowning, scowling and making faces at people."
"Fuck you! That's my default face!" He rebutted, a scowl on his face, like he was proving a point.
"Yeah, I know." Izuku laughed, forgetting for a second their situation. "It has been for a long time, Kacchan."
"..."
"..."
"So, I'm handsome?"
Izuku blushed and nodded, but this time he didn't try to change subjects. Well, looks like they were finally trying to communicate. All Might and Aizawa would be proud.
"And you got a crush on me." It wasn't a question.
"I never said-"
"I'm not fucking stupid, Izuku!" Katsuki said, though it was kind of debatable considering the current matter. He was emotionally constipated after all. "I can put one and one together!"
Izuku groaned.
"You got a crush on me." He repeated, a smirk growing on his lips. Yeah, he was kind of happy. "A crush. On me."
"Kacchan! Can you stop repeating it?! Please!" The green haired boy finally snapped. "It's embarrassing, you know?!"
"That's your problem, not mine." And he grinned. The ache on his chest disappeared when Izuku opened his eyes, the dread that he was feeling watching the green haired boy immovable on the bed gave space to another kind of…of what exactly?
"That's mean!" Izuku cried. "You are the worst, Kacchan!"
"But you still have a crush on me!"
"STOP!"
Really, the situation was ridiculous. He was on top of Izuku, in a hospital bed, with broken bones and stitches, recuperating from injuries that they got from a war. A fucking war! But after that…confession? That, the war, was kind of a detail in his mind.
I really need to get my head checked.
"Hey nerd." He called, but Izuku didn't look at him. Izuku was looking everywhere but him.
In the last moments of his fight against AFO, he thought that he was done getting in Izuku's way. And he was. He wouldn't get in Izuku's way anymore, now, he would walk side by side, supporting and pushing his childhood friend in the direction of the future that they wished for, just like Izuku has always done for him, even if it was unconsciously. However…
"Look at me, nerd!" He said, and Izuku reluctantly met his red eyes. "Eyes on me, and only me, Izuku!"
However, it didn't mean that Izuku shouldn't look in his direction anymore.
Izuku arched an eyebrow, trying to look annoyed, but he dropped the face in a few seconds, giving space for a big smile.
"And where else would I look, Kacchan?"
He couldn't stop the proud grim that appeared on his lips.
Kacchan.
"Good."
So, I hope that you enjoyed the chapter!
The next one is the last, a real omake insteadof an extra chapter!
Next week, probably monday again, I will be posting it!^^
See you!
