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[becamenew]

"I think your lip is bleeding," He comments absently, reaching over and swiping his thumb across her lower lip before he smirks and cleans his thumb off with his mouth.

it’s the way he says it that makes her think nothing will come of the comment. don’t trust a man who is lean and hungry; he thinks too much. her father’s voice is clear in her ears. she remembers the words like he’s there with her in this moment, in the same way he’s said it every day of her life. nineteen years old and he puts fear in her heart like no other, even when he’s hundreds of miles away, at the top of some mountain, tormenting new souls. 

so when archer says your lip is bleeding, the blonde barely registers it until he puts his hand on her. she wants to react, the gut instinct is visceral. she wants to take his head off for the motion, regardless of how gentle or kind. she watches him, as he licks her blood from his thumb, and part of her things about how she’d look with his blood in her mouth. eyes flash, the craving strong but her will overpowers and the blonde resigns herself to the idea of a rare steak as she leans away. 

pulling herself from the dark thoughts, her middle finger drags across her lip. there’s blood there and a faint smile tugs at the corner of her lip for just a moment. part of her wants to know if she looks like DIVINE ABSOLUTION, as she licks the blood from her finger, not breaking eye contact with the brazen boy before her, but more of her wants to be recognized for the demon she is. 

the only human thing about her is the blood that drips from her lip. 

there’s no hesitation as the blonde says, ❛ next time you put your hands on me, be prepared to fight for your life. ❜

[hopes4gf]

Wings of Fire (A MHA Fanfic): The Pulse

Later, on we get our scheduled matches and I fight Mina.

As we prance around the ring, demonstrating our skills and quirks, I feel Dad’s gaze right on me. As I try to build walls of ice to block Mina’s acid, I shoot her with a fire ball, ripping into her uniform. Mina is knocked out of the ring and I’m declared the winner. To win the third place spot, I’m matched with Tokoyami and Dark Shadow which makes him one of my biggest challengers, since we’re both skilled in attack and defense.

I go to the stands to wait for my match.

Shoto faces off with Midoriya. A match that's sure to please my father. Shoto does as he told Midoriya, fighting him only using his right side. But Midoriya attacks the ice walls he builds. What happens next shocks me to my core, Midoriya shouts, “It’s your quirk, not his,” making Shoto’s fire quirk spark a jolt.

I watch Dad spark with victory.

“Have you finally lived up to your purpose? That’s it! Very good, this is the dawn of a new era for us! With my blood in your veins, you will surpass me and live up to the reason I created you!” Dad exclaims.

I growl underneath my breath at my father’s prideful actions.

Of course he would choose to make a scene in front of Shoto.

Shoto creates a surge of fire, wiping Midoriya out.

Midnight stops the fight before it becomes brutal. Shoto wins.

The crowd goes wild at the sight of Shoto’s fire.

Shoto looks to me, disappointed in himself. I glare and head inside of the stadium to the waiting room, preparing for my match. How could I top him? Dad’s pride at his best.

As I head towards the rooms, I see Dad approaching the entrance of the battleground to meet Shoto.

“What’s the matter? Not gonna tell me to get lost?” Dad assumes.

Shoto stays silent.

”You need to learn to control your left side. It’s dangerous to control so much energy like that. I’m glad you’re finally seeing reason. Now, that you’ve abandoned your childish rebellion, we can get back to what’s important,” Dad says, proudly, putting his arms out for Shoto to hug him.

I feel jealous watching their interaction. What happens next grinds my gears.

”Once you graduate, I want you to be my sidekick,” Dad offers.

“There’s no way I can abandon anything. I completely forgot about you...I’ll think about it,” Shoto says, starting to accept his abilities.

Dad’s eyes widen and Shoto walks past him.

Before he can spot me again, I continue down to the waiting rooms.

I sit in my room and I deliberate the situation. Was that Shoto’s exception? Is he really going to work for Dad? Is that why he’s been distant all this time?

Suddenly, the door opens. Shoto appears with a new gym shirt on.

”What’re you doing here?” I ask.

”I betrayed you. I told you I’d never use my fire. But I didn’t have any other choice,” Shoto says in a monotone voice.

I sigh and stand to face him.

”You should’ve thought about that from the beginning when you dragged me behind you at the entrance exam,” I spit.

”Why are you still mad about that?” Shoto asks.

”Because it keeps happening over and over again! Don’t you even care?” I exclaim.

”I do care,” Shoto says.

”Than act like you do!” I exclaim, pushing him back.

He doesn’t fight me. Instead, he turns away and leaves.

My match is called and I head to the arena.

Let’s just say my fire burned dark shadow pretty badly. Putting her down with only one blast due to the blue light.

As I walk back into the waiting rooms, I realize that this gives me the opportunity to face the person I dreaded ever coming across.

Katsuki Bakugo.

Later, our match is called and we both head to the battlefield. Dad stares down at me proudly, finally acknowledging this match up.

Katsuki doesn’t even speak before the match, respectfully acknowledging my father’s presence.

We both clash, his explosions attacking me while my ice guards against him.

”Never thought I’d ever fight you in a million years,” I comment, as I dodge his explosions.

”I guess you can handle the heat, hot stuff,” He winks.

I send ice shards in his directions but he protects himself from my attack with an explosion.

”You’re gonna have to better than that if you wanna take me down,” Bakugo smirks.

I raise my brow, challenged by his skill.

I push myself up and forward, creating a large ice barrier. But before I can trap him with my Hell Ring, he blasts through the wall, shooting up and creating a large explosion that shakes the arena.

I feel my body start to ache at the impact of his explosion, the heat making my eyes start to close.

My body finally meets the grounds impact.

“How’d you know I was going to attack you with my fire?” I ask, my breath starting to slow.

”I remembered the Quirk Apprehension test. You faint when you charge up to much of your fire. It’s your attack quirk. This was fun though,” Bakugo says, standing over me victoriously.

I can hear Midnight declare his victory over me before my body slips away.

———————————————

When I wake, I realize I’m in Recovery Girl’s wing. Next to me, Shoto waits.

”You okay?” Shoto asks.

”Yeah, just a little worn out from Katsuki’s explosions. He’s pretty damn strong,” I say, wincing slightly at my sore body.

”Katsuki? You two on a first name basis?” Shoto asks.

I blush softly as I realize that I called Bakugo by his first name.

”I didn’t mean to say his name, I just-“

”You like him don’t you?” Shoto asks.

I blush even harder at my brother’s questions.

”I- um. Well,” I stutter.

”He came to see you earlier. He told me to tell you he came because ended up winning. He thought you might cheer up hearing that,” Shoto says.

I smile to myself at the thought of Bakugo coming to see me and winning the festival.

”He wasn’t proud of it though. He kept urging me to use my fire on him. He wanted a fair match. But if Midnight hadn’t stopped the match, both of us would’ve died,” Shoto laughs softly.

My eyes widen at the thought. It was that important to him? Especially after winning against me?

”Are you serious?” I ask.

”He was determined. They had to muzzle him and chain him up to make him stop. He went completely nuts. But when he saw you, something about him softened,” Shoto adds.

Later, one of the doctors walks in to let me go.

Me and Shoto walk to the train station together.

”I went to visit mom recently,” Shoto admits, breaking his silence.

My eyes widen, remembering him and Midoriya’s interaction.

”So did I,” I admit.

Shoto turns to me, surprised.

”When?” Shoto says.

”After the battle trials,” I admit.

Shoto stops me in my tracks.

”Why didn’t you tell me? About mom and dad?” Shoto asks.

”Why didn’t you tell me you were gonna work for Dad?” I bite back.

Shoto’s eyes widen and his face softens.

”You really think I want to drag you into that?” Shoto asks.

”It’s not my fault that you ended up with that scar! You’re running right to the man who’s exploited you for years, Sho! You’re not only betraying me, but you're betraying mom. She told me before you so that we can form a closer bond and prove Dad wrong. That we didn’t need him. But instead your asking for his advice. You’re allowing him to continue tearing us apart. So if you really really cared, you would stop whatever bullshit you’re doing and apologize to mom!” I yell.

“You’re right. But if I want to make it anywhere I have no choice but to ask him. Because if I can’t protect you, who is?” Shoto says.

”That’s for me to decide, Shoto. Not you,” I say, stepping onto our train before him.

We ride on the train in complete silence. We reach our home and we enter silently.

”Shoto, Aki, is everything alright?” Fuyumi asks.

”Leave them alone. They’ve had a long day,” Dad says, appearing from his study.

”But I have news,” Fuyumi says.

”What’d you say about news?” Natsu says, appearing from his room.

”I...I've been hiding something from you all,” Fuyumi says shyly.

We all raise a brow.

”I....I have a boyfriend,” Fuyumi blurts out.

We all stand in silence.

Before bursting out laughing.

”Fuyumi? She has a boyfriend?!” Natsu laughs.

”That’s impossible! She’s the shyest member in our family. And she’s a teacher, what kind of guy wants a teacher girlfriend?” I laugh along with Natsu.

Dad smacks us both over the head as we continue to laugh.

”Shut up, the both of you and respect your damn sister!” Dad yells.

We finally recover from laughing.

”Guess what, Aki? My boyfriend is a pro hero,” Fuyumi says cheekily.

My smile drops and I stare at her, dumbfounded by her words.

“Do I know them?” Dad asks out of curiosity.

”I invited him to dinner tonight, so, you’ll see,” Fuyumi says.

We all stare back and forth at each other, questioning our judgment.

We continue with our routines and dress up in a casual-formal mixed style.

Soon, we hear our doorbell ring.

Fuyumi answers the door and I sit at the table waiting.

My eyes widen as I see the man at our door.

Slick blond hair, eyes yellow like the sun, sun kissed skin with light stubble and beautiful red wings tucked behind him. He wears a white shirt and some blue slacks, looking quite handsome.

My jaw drops at the handsome spectacle in front of my eyes.

"Hawks," Dad says, glaring at the man.

"Endeavor-san! You haven't been answering my calls, old man," Hawks says coolly, striding inside.

"Why are you here?" Dad asks Hawks, glaring at him.

"Dad...he's my boyfriend," Fuyumi introduces.

"You gotta be fucking joking," I say, my jaw dropped.

Shoto smacks my arm after my comment.

"You two must be the kids from the Sports Festival. What you guys did was awesome! Maybe even better than your pops," Hawks compliments.

I blush softly at his remark and Shoto coughs softly.

"Come on, don't be weird. I don't bite," Hawks adds with a wink.

"Hi," Shoto waves.

I choose to stay silent and suppress my thoughts. I kick myself, remembering he's my sisters boyfriend. Let alone she knows about Katsuki. So I decide to stay silent.

"And you must be the quiet one. You're one tough kid, eh?" Hawks asks, directing his attention to me.

"Actually, it's the opposite. But it seems like the roles are reversed today," Fuyumi comments.

"Loosen up, you knuckle-heads. There's a legend in your presence," Natsu says.

"And you must be the middle child, what's up man?" Hawks says, giving Natsu a handshake.

"All good, just waiting for midterms," Natsu says.

Later, we all sit at the table to enjoy Fuyumi's dinner. As Fuyumi explains what their relationship is like, Hawks's attention switches from her to me, intimidating me.

He probably thinks I'm a big dork.

"And then, he smiled. And I knew, I liked him from that moment on," Fuyumi says.

"Now, don't sugar-coat it, babe," Hawks says.

As the new couple laughs from across the table, I start to feel uncomfortable.

"I think I'm gonna call in for the night," I say, resting my utensils down and standing from my seat.

"Oh no, was the food not good?" Fuyumi asks.

"No, I'm just a little tired from today. Busy, you know," I say nervously.

"I mean you did pass out during the festival," Natsu recalls, on the verge of laughing.

"Natsu, respect your sister," Dad says, smacking him upside his head.

"Buenas Noches (good night)," I say, excusing myself.

I sigh as the light of the living room fades from my vision. I step into my room and push the door of my balcony out.

I grab my phone and dial Katsuki's number.

It pings three times.

"Hey, hot stuff," Katsuki says through the phone.

"Hi. Shoto told me you came by, I was wondering how you've been," I say.

"Does that mean you were thinking about me?" He asks, cheekily.

I roll my eyes at his antics, my heart starts to skip beats as I hear his voice through the phone.

"You were worried about me. All I wanted to say was thank you," I say, dodging the question.

"I'll take that as a yes," Katsuki suggests.

"Asshole," I say.

"Dumbass," He says in return.

"If you want my opinion, stop fooling around," I say.

"Okay, fine," He says, giving in.

"I just needed to hear your voice. Hearing about you made me feel a bit better. And, my sister decided to bring her boyfriend home today, so you can only imagine how I feel," I say honestly.

"You lonely, babe?" Katsuki asks.

I blush softly and stay silent.

"Admit it, you want me with you right now," Katsuki teases.

"Maybe," I say, giving in slightly.

I hear him chuckle through the phone.

"I knew it," Katsuki laughs softly.

I smile to myself.

"Is there anything else you need before I head out?" Katsuki asks.

"Honestly...I wanna see you again. Not in like a group setting but privately," I say.

"We can meet in the classroom at lunch tomorrow," Katsuki suggests.

"Good," I agree.

"Night, Aki," He says sweetly through the phone.

"Good night, Katsuki," I say softly before hanging up.

Suddenly, I feel a gust of wind behind me.

"Was that your boyfriend?" A voice asks.

I turn and see Hawks standing behind me.

"No, he's just a friend from school," I admit.

Hawks smiles at me.

"Your sister told me a lot about you," Hawks says.

"What kind of cookie cutter crap did she say this time?" I ask.

"She told me that if there's anyone I should keep my eye out for, it's you. She says you're the heart and soul of the family. The one who's always trying to keep everyone balanced and together," Hawks says.

"That sounds more like her than me," I scoff.

"Is that so?" Hawks asks, stepping closer to my side.

"She's the one who asks us all the protective questions. My old man could give less than a shit about how we feel, but she's the one who actually talks to us," I admit.

"She told me you'd say that," Hawks admits.

I turn my head to face him, his eyes are glued to the horizon.

"The way she puts it, you're the only sibling who refuses to believe whatever canned crap you're fed. You tell only truth to her. You speak your mind, unlike your brothers who tend to bottle things up, I'm not suggesting you don't but it takes you a bit to open up, which is understandable. I respect that actually," Hawks compliments.

"What're you trying to get at?" I ask.

"I'm quite interested in you, not gonna lie. I watched your performance at the festival. I'd really like to work with you one day. And from what your sister has told me, I hope we can be friends. I can see that your old man doesn't cut you enough slack so, if you need a friend or someone to distract him for a couple hours, just call me," Hawks says.

I look down and I realize my phone isn't in my hands anymore, rather, in his as he types his number into my phone.

"I should head back before Fuyumi gets suspicious. I'll see you soon, kid," He says, handing my phone back before flying away.

I stand there flustered and confused. What the hell is going on?

———————————————

“King Explosion Murder,” Bakugo says, showing the class his hero name.

”I think that’s a little too violent,” Midnight disagrees.

Today in class, we’re picking our hero names! Since we’re getting ready to start internships, it’s best to have a hero name so people know who we are once we debut.

But a lot of us are struggling.

“What do you mean?” Bakugo says angrily.

”Why don’t you be Explosion Boy?” Kirishima suggests.

”Shut up, shitty hair!” Bakugo yells.

“Who knew it’d be so hard to pick a damn name?” I scoff.

”I know right! At least give us time,” Kaminari says.

”Denki, it’s been two months since we’ve started school,” Sero reminds.

Two months...in two months we did so much. Summer is coming near so that’s probably why UA is pushing these internships.

Suddenly, the class quiets down as Aoyama, the French laser beam boy steps up.

“Hold your breath. The shining hero...my name is I cannot stop twinkling!” He says in a theatrical tone.

“Come on!” Me and my friends exclaim.

”Take out the I and shorten the cannot to can’t,” Midnight corrects.

”She likes it?” We question.

“This fucking ridiculous,” Bakugo huffs, still trying to think about a name.

”Obviously. We’re picking a name, for gods sake,” I say in agreement.

Our classmates come and go with their cool names. And then my brother steps up.

”Shoto,” He says.

”Just your name? Is that it?” Midnight asks.

”Uh huh,” Shoto nods.

”It’s cause he’s boring as hell and has no flavor in him,” I joke.

The class snickers and Shoto glares at me.

”Then what’s your hero name?” Shoto asks.

A name pops into my head and I write it quickly on my writing board.

”My hero name is Sub-Zero,” I say confidently.

”That’s an awesome name!” My friends exclaim.

”Makes sense due to your ice quirk. But what about your fire?” Midnight asks.

”Might as well call her icy-hot,” Bakugo snickers.

”Shut up, you idiot!” I yell.

”Make me, dumbass!” He yells back.

I blush softly at his response and he smirks to himself, asserting his dominance over me.

"Anywho, I prefer to use my ice quirk a little more than my fire, so it only makes sense, but  one day I'd like to use a combo of the two," I continue.

"Well, then, good choice!" Midnight compliments.

I sit back down in my seat and Kirishima gives me a high five.

"Awesome name, man," Kirishima compliments.

"No pressure, Kiri," I say, staring down at his blank board.

He smiles shyly.

I turn to see Bakugo staring at us with a glare in his eye and a scowl across his lips.

"Remind me why you two are my goody goody best friends?" Bakugo scoffs.

"Because you're a big old softie," I joke.

"SHUT UP, YOU DUMBASS!" Bakugo yells.

"Angry Pomeranian~" I coo.

Bakugo growls under his breath.

Later, Bakugo goes up to the class podium.

"Kacchan? What does that mean?" Midnight asks.

I turn to see Midoriya blush softly. I recognize him calling Bakugo that. It's probably a childhood nickname or something.

"Tsk, it's whatever," Bakugo says in a scoff.

I see the look of disappointment on Midoriya's face.

"Don't say anything, idiot," Bakugo says in a low voice to Midoriya.

I smirk softly as he sits down.

"Got a problem, dumbass?" Bakugo asks.

"Not at all, 'suki," I say, using my own nickname on him.

The group's eyes widen but he doesn't lash out, he only scoffs.

"What the hell was-?" Kaminari starts.

Sero tapes his mouth shut.

"Just watch," I catch Sero whisper.

______________________________________________

Later, I head to the classroom and see Bakugo waiting for me like we planned.

"So, you finally gonna be honest with me?" I ask, stepping inside with a smirk on my face.

"What you pulled wasn't fucking funny," Bakugo scoffs.

"Sure it wasn't. Now, are you gonna admit that you were a little jealous of me and Kiri when we were talking?" I ask.

He blushes softly, realizing that I felt his gaze on me as me and Kirishima talked.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about," He brushes off.

I put a hand on his chest, teasing him.

"Aw come on, I thought you liked me back," I say coolly.

"I didn't say I didn't like you back. But what if I was, jealous? Especially after that call last night, you hanging around with your sister's boyfriend and talking with my best friends," He starts.

"I knew it," I say with a chuckle.

"Just don't tell anyone," He says, turning away from me.

"Anyways, how are you feeling? You know after you won the sports festival and got a shit ton of offers from a bunch of pro heroes?" I ask.

"It's whatever. My mom's the one whose pushing my ass. But you sure calm my ass down, hot stuff," Bakugo says.

I smile at his words.

"Even if I yelled at you in class for being an absolute ass?" I ask.

"You know, that's different," Bakugo says, rolling his eyes.

"I know. It's just a front. But don't you think the group is starting to get a little curious?" I ask.

Bakugo pulls my hands off of him and puts his hands in mine. His skin is warm and slightly rough from his quirk.

"Listen, whatever goes on between us, is private. They don't have to know shit. They can stay curious for all I care. I want you to myself, which means no bullshit," He says sternly.

"Fine, but...what does that mean for us? Do you wanna just keep meeting like this?" I ask.

"You did say you were lonely, that you wanted me, that you wanted to keep seeing me-" He starts.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it," I say, rolling my eyes.

"To me, that call sounded like you wanted to commit to a..."

"A relationship?" I finish.

"Damn you," He scoffs, blushing again.

"You're cute when you're frustrated," I tease.

"Whatever...all I'm gonna say is that I'm open to it. A...relationship," Bakugo says shyly.

"Why?" I tease.

"You know why, idiot," He scoffs.

"Actually, I don't," I say innocently.

"I like you. You don't pack on bullshit, you're...nice. I like talking to you...and teasing you. And you're hot," Bakugo says simply, thinking as he speaks.

"I'll take that over a 'just because your hot', any day. I can work with that," I say with a wink.

"Since you asked me, why do you wanna do this this, huh? Just cause you're the only one without a lover?" Bakugo asks.

"No. I just like the way you think. And like your little quirks and ticks around me, it makes you a little more likeable to me. Also, you're just...comforting. Someone I feel safe around...even when you are a egoistic, protective jackass," I admit.

Bakugo laughs softly at my words, that damn laugh sends butterflies to my stomach.

"I'm gonna be honest, I wasn't expecting you to actually like me. You were one serious bitch," Bakugo says.

"Really?" I ask. "Sure. And I'll admit, I am one too but...you're just a little more tolerable," Bakugo compliments.

"You must be really into me if you're actually complimenting me," I tease.

"Shut up, dumbass," He says.

"So what time you picking me up tonight?" I ask.

"What? You mean like...for a date?" Bakugo asks, caught off guard.

"Yeah, duh," I scoff.

"6:00 I guess. But don't tell anyone," Bakugo says.

"And what do you mean by anyone, 'suki?" I ask.

"The group, you idiot. Or your brother," Bakugo mentions.

"He knows. He could tell when you came to visit me after our match. Anywho, he's not the one you've got to worry about, Bakugo," I say, walking towards the door.

"So formal. Just call me Katsuki or whatever," He scoffs.

"I'm just teasing you, you big idiot. I'll see you later," I say, walking out the door.

After I walk out, my phone starts ringing. I see the caller ID is my new friend, Hawks.

"What's up, bird brain?" I say.

"Hey, kid. I've got some news that you might like," Hawks says.

"What?" I ask.

"Shoto may have told me last night a little scoop about you denying Daddy Endeavor's offer to be his intern so...I snagged you before he even had the chance," Hawks says.

I stop in my tracks.

"Dude, I just met you and you're already going out on a limb for me? Thank god I don't have to deal with him for two months," I sigh.

Hawks laughs from the other end of the phone, I can see his smile from here.

"You'd be working as one of my assistants, I'd help you collect information, figure out battle strategies and stupid dumb shit that you'd have to track in my life. Pretty weight-less, huh?" He explains.

"Better than my dad's hunk of crap," I say.

"Good, I'll be over with Fuyumi at 5:00 so we can talk a bit more, see you then?" Hawks asks.

"Oof, I can't. I got a date tonight with a friend," I say cooly.

"You mean your little boyfriend from last night?" He asks.

"He's not my boyfriend yet, but I think he'll ask me eventually," I say.

"And what makes you think you've pinned him down just yet?" He asks.

I stop in my tracks to think.

"If you feel uncomfortable or need an excuse, just call me okay? I'll fly over whenever," Hawks says.

"Sure, I'll see you soon, I guess," I say.

"Sure, kid," He says, before hanging up the phone.

I grab my Dr. Pepper from my bag and I start to gulp it down as I walk back to class.

_____________________________________

When I get home, I ignore everything in sight, racing upstairs to prepare for my date with Katsuki.

"Why are you so happy today?" Fuyumi asks, standing by my doorway.

"You remember the boy I told you about?" I ask her.

"The bully? What about him?" Fuyumi asks.

"He asked me out on a date," I say with a smile.

"What? But I thought you weren't interested in him. Hold on, isn't he the same guy who made you black out at the festival?" Fuyumi asks.

"Yeah, but he's not all that bad. he's actually sweet and caring and considerate," I admit.

"You think Katsuki Bakugo is sweet, caring and considerate?" Shoto says, joining the conversation.

"From the look of that guy, he looked like he was about to at you," Natsu comments, also joining the conversation.

"He's got a point, Aki," Fuyumi says.

"Aw, come on! We talk all the time. And plus, all you've ever seen is what he's like on the surface," I say, putting on powder.

"You're kidding, right? You've actually had conversations with him, civil ones, but only in private?" Shoto asks.

"Yeah, just ask Hawks,"  I say.

"You're saying my boyfriend knows about this before any of us do?" Fuyumi asks.

"He's the one who got nosy. And plus, I work for him now, I have to be honest," I add.

"You work for him?" The three of them ask.

"Yeah, I'm doing the internship at UA with him. Dad knows already," I say, spritzing perfume on.

I look through the mirror and the three of them stare at me like dogs waiting for food.

"What?" I ask.

"Dad's gonna kill you if he finds out," Fuyumi says.

"Well then, I won't have a problem. As long as the three of you keep your mouths shut, I'll be fine. And plus, since we're all very secretive, there should be no issues, right, Shoto?" I say, turning to my twin.

"Huh?" Fuyumi and Natsu question, turning to Shoto.

His face goes beet red.

"Have fun," I wink, grabbing my bag and patting his shoulder.

I fix my short red dress and pull my jean jacket on my arms.

I hear Katsuki's car engine outside and I open the door to see him in front of our lawn.

I see a red camaro with the window rolled down, revealing Katsuki, whose wearing a white hoodie with a green camo bomber jacket over it.

"You ready, hot stuff?" He asks.

I open the passenger door and sit inside his car.

"What do you think?" I ask.

He smirks and I kiss his cheek. He blushes softly as he turns back to face the road, revving his engine before driving off.

He turns on a playlist and the first song is Dreams by Fleetwood Mac.

"I didn't pin you as the type to listen to Fleetwood Mac," I comment.

"I listen to pretty much anything that has good beats," Katsuki says.

"Ahh, you're a drummer. No wonder why you're my type. I play guitar," I add.

I feel Katsuki's gaze shift to me for a split second. I hear him laugh to himself at my comment.

"You're fucking cute, you know that?" He asks.

"So are you," I say.

I turn and see him roll his eyes. I smirk to myself and hum softly as the song plays.

We drive around listening to different music, humming and singing along like dorks.

At one point, I catch him singing to Hey There Delilah and I record him. When he notices me, he starts blushing profusely.

"Don't post that," He says frustratedly.

"I know, that's just my personal keepsake," I wink.

Eventually we stop in Akihabara, shonen central and we walk towards an undisclosed location.

"What're you planning, 'suki?" I ask.

"You'll see," Katsuki says teasingly.

Soon, we stop in front of some stairs and above it is a sign that reads "arcade".

"How'd you know I liked arcades?" I ask.

"Lucky guess," Katsuki says, scratching his neck.

I take his hand and we walk up to the arcade.

We reach the arcade and I look around at the 80's style arcade, the colors of all the pin ball machines and anime themed machines mesmerizing me.

"You happy?" He asks.

"More than happy," I say with a smile.

"I assumed you don't get to have much fun at your house since your Dad's a total jackass, this'd be the place I'd take you," Katsuki says.

"That's awfully sweet of you, 'suki," I say with a soft smile.

"Don't mention it, babe," Katsuki says.

I head to the front desk and we both get chip cards to play games.

First, we challenge each other to air hockey.

During the match, we both keep our eyes peeled on the puck and on each other. We match each other's energy, yelling and cursing when the other loses a match. I swear I've never seen someone so competitive over a game ever.

During the last rounds, we taunt each other.

"You're weak, you really think your quick enough to get past me?" I ask.

"Says the girl who passed out during the sports festival because of me," He teases.

"Shut up, explosion boy," I reply.

"You'll pay for that one!" He says, then putting the puck down.

We both yell curses at the puck as we both hit it back and forth quickly. I hit the puck against one of the walls and it shoots past Katsuki.

"Damn it!" Katsuki exclaims, putting down his guarder.

"Told you, you'd lose. Good try though," I say.

Next, we move on to the basketball game.

We both start and once but he gains speed, using his quirk to accelerate his shots.

I catch onto his trick and start to angle my balls with my ice flurries. The cold wind blows them into the basket.

"Cheater," He says.

"Scammer," I say.

"So are you!" He says.

"No I'm not!" I reply.

We go back and forth with insults as we shoot the basketballs.

The timer beeps and I look over at our points. Katsuki is ahead by 250 points and he smirks victoriously.

"Cheaters never win, babe. Now you know how it feels," Katsuki says pridefully.

"Shut up, asshole," I huff.

"You jealous, hot stuff? You jealous that you got beat by a big strong man?" Katsuki teases.

"One more game," I say, not accepting defeat.

He smirks and we move onto our last game.

DDR...Dance dance Revolution.

"Come on! You're a dancer, this isn't fair," Katsuki huffs.

"So you think you're gonna lose, huh? I thought you were a big strong man who is determined to beat me?" I ask teasingly.

Katsuki's eyes narrow, glaring at me. He stands at player two.

"Game on, icy-hot," He says with a newly discovered confidence.

I smirk and pick a vocaloid song.

I focus on the steps, gripping the back rail as I move my feet to the beat.

The steps move across quickly, as I move I score perfects. Suddenly, I'm caught off guard as the board says to switch sides. Me and Katsuki switch sides, quickly fumbling. Before I know, I'm almost off the edge of platform.

I trip over the steps but before I fall, Katsuki catches me, our bodies meet and the game ends.

"You good, idiot?" He asks, focused on me instead of the game.

"Yeah. Thanks for that," I say slightly out of breath.

We both stand upright and look at our percentile score.

We both score 85 percent, tying our score.

I laugh at Katsuki's face as he stares disappointedly at the screen.

"I thought you tripping would impact the score," Katsuki says.

"Oh shut up, you ass!" I say, smacking his arm playfully.

We both move to the prize table and cash in our earnt points. I spot a bunny plush from Ouran Host Club and grab it.

"Damn, it's 1500, I only have 1200," I say disappointedly.

I turn to Katsuki and he huffs, handing me his card. I hug him, thanking him.

As I hug the plush tightly, I see Katsuki's face turn pink.

He takes my hand in his and we walk down to the street.

"That was fun! You should gift me things more often," I say.

"It was only because you looked helpless," Katsuki says, scratching his neck nervously.

"Do you think that's cute?" I ask.

"A little," He scoffs.

"Then I think I should be cute more often, or is that a little too much?" I ask.

"I don't know. I kinda like it when you're feisty too, it makes you even hotter," Katsuki admits.

"Well, then I'm gonna have to find the balance of both. Anyways, what you did was sweet, I appreciate it," I say.

Katsuki blushes softly at my compliment.

"Why do you blush so much? You not used to getting complimented?" I ask.

"Shut it, d-dumbass," He says, getting more flustered.

I grip his hand tightly and we stop. He looks at me with soft eyes.

"If I'm doing something wrong, just tell me," I say.

"Nah, that's not it. I just...you make me feel happy. I feel really happy right now," Katsuki admits.

I laugh softly at his words, as I do, his tenseness is relieved. I feel his muscles relax in my touch. I caress his cheek his my hand, swiping my thumb across his skin.

"You make me happy too, you big idiot," I say through a giggle.

"So what now?" He asks.

"We could get some dinner, or we could go to your car and talk...but if you're up for it, we could try something else," I suggest.

"Like what?" Katsuki asks, raising a sly brow.

I pull his head towards mine, our lips close the gap between us. We kiss. It's a sweet but passionate kiss, I feel his touch on me start to get hungry as I taste the sweet flavor on his lips mixed with my strawberry lip gloss.

He pulls away from the kiss and takes a breath.

"Car. Definitely car," Katsuki says.

I laugh and grab his hand, leading him towards his car while gripping onto the plushie he helped me get.

We get inside the car's backseat and I straddle him down, sitting across his lap.

"Fuck, why do you smell so good?" I comment.

He laughs softly at my comment.

"That's my natural sweat, babe," Katsuki says.

I dig my nose into the crook of his neck.

"Why does your sweat smell like caramel?" I ask.

"My sweat has glycerin, glycerin is a sugar, dumbass," He says through a chuckle.

"Then that makes your kiss even more sweeter to me," I tease.

"Oh yeah?" He asks, his pitch starting to lower.

"Don't get any ideas, lover boy," I say seriously.

"Fine, but if you ask, I'll be here to grant it, hot stuff," Katsuki growls deeply in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

I kiss him once more and we sit there, making out until the sun completely sets over the city.