Izuku was an idiot, plain and simple. He must be, getting himself caught by the king’s men and all. Why? Because he wasn’t as careful as he should’ve been. See, he was helping this couple whose son had fallen terribly ill. He managed to heal their son only for a neighbor to rat him out after witnessing him using magic to do so. Of course, this has happened before, but he usually managed to slip away before the guards could get there, but this time he wasn’t so lucky. After getting dragged into his cell one of the guards took a piece of parchment from the executioner behind him and began to read.
“Midoriya Izuku, convicted for the use of witchcraft, cursing the Nakamura Family by ‘helping their son’.” The guard rolled up the scroll his face a bored mask as he went to walk away. Izuku felt his anger churn within him. Walking up to the bars of his cell he screamed. “I didn’t curse anyone, their son was dying! I cured him!” His magic burned beneath his skin electricity crackling to the surface. The shackles glowed heating up as they kept him from using his magic. “The devil!” The priest that came with the guards growled. “You cursed him like you’re trying to curse us!” He exclaimed causing the guards to shift nervously. One of the guards jabbed at Izuku with the butt of his spear. “Cease this at once!” He said fear evident in his voice.
Izuku yelped stepping back. He leveled his gaze on the priest, eyes narrowed. A gasp could be heard from the executioner. Izuku’s gaze shifted to the young man curiously as he watched the other place a hand on his chest as if he felt the jab as well. “I am no devil, priest; I am the enemy of no one, unless you make me one. You want to believe I cursed the poor boy; fine. Only I, the boy and his family, and your God know the truth.” He said his gaze going back to the priest.
The priest sputtered his face going red with rage. “Do not use the name of God in vain! Less let it be used by your sinful mouth!” He exclaimed as one of the guards glanced to the executioner then back at Izuku suspicion in his eyes. “What did you do t-” The guard started saying as he raised his spear, but the executioner interrupted him.
“There’s no need to stretch this out.” He said calmly placing a hand on the guard’s arm making him lower his spear. Izuku studied the executioner curiously for a moment before his gaze went back to the guards and the priest. “Well if that will be all then.” He said walking to the center of his cell and sitting down picking at his cuffs and rubbing his sore wrists slightly. The guards all glared at the wizard, one going so far as to hit the bars with his spear. “You won’t be so smug once you face the pyre in a weeks’ time.” He said with a chuckle as they left the dungeon. Izuku kept his gaze on them until they disappeared up the steps.
Taking a deep breath, he exhaled softly staring down at the leather bounds on his wrists and ankles. He began pull at them to see if they would loosen. “I wouldn’t waste my time doing that…” He heard someone say. Snapping his head up Izuku blinked in surprise when he saw that it was the executioner. He stared blankly at Izuku before turning and going up the stairs. Izuku stared at his retreating back dumbfounded. It didn’t sound smug in any way, it sounded more like advice, but why would he help him? Izuku pondered this for a while but decided to take his advice. Staring down at the cuffs he began to formulate ways of escape.
Shouto hated his job. He found it disgusting, he could never understand why his father held his title of executioner with such pride, of course there was lots of things he didn’t understand about his father. He walked quietly behind the guards as they left the dungeons absentmindedly rubbing at his chest where he felt a dull pain. His wrists and ankles ached as well, he ignored the pain. He hoped the witch understood the meaning in his words, he seemed like a good person and he didn’t want to use his quirk to light his pyre. Stepping out into the courtyard he saw the priest talking with his father Endeavor. “How dare he defile our God.” He growled his hands balled up into fists. Shouto walked over and stood next to his father keeping his expression blank. The priest turned to him annoyance fleeting across his features before going back to rage.
“I’ll never understand how you act so calm around those demons.” He comments shaking his head.
Shouto holds back the urge to roll his eyes himself, instead keeping a neutral expression. “How so?” He asked raising an eyebrow.
“Isn’t it because of wizardry that….” He trailed off his gaze going to Shouto’s left eye where his scar was. Understanding immediately, he glanced at his father a small bit of anger shining in his eyes, his face remained neutral though masking his rage well.
“You will talk to the prisoner again in a week right before his execution?” He said shifting the conversation. The priest nodded glancing back Endeavor. “You have trained your son well Endeavor, you must be proud of him.” He said before taking his leave. Shouto watched as the priest walked away.
“I’m sure it’ll be a pyre again; our king certainly enjoys those. I expect you to use your flames Shouto. Do not disappoint me.” He heard his father say. Turning he looked up at Endeavor and nodded stiffly. Endeavor nodded in approval before turning. “You have training again later this evening and I expect that your petty refusal to use the powers that I gave has faded.” He said glancing over his shoulder to fix Shouto in a cold stare his hair of flames framing his face. Shouto stared after his father’s retreating form for a moment before continuing with his other duties.
Izuku struggled with the leather bounds that kept his magic at bay. After what was probably the one hundredth try he groaned slumping against the wall. His wrists and ankles ached from his attempts of removing the damn things. Taking a deep breath, he sighed rubbing the slight bruise on his chest. That guard sure did hit him hard. Staring at his cuffs Izuku tried to think of a way to rid himself of them. He couldn’t force them with his magic so that was out. There was nothing sharp enough to cut them in the cell so that was out too. Sighing the young witch studied the cuffs looking for any sort of weakness they might have. He was in the middle of doing this when the guards returned. Opening his cell one of the guards grabbed him by the arm hoisting him up. “The king wants an audience with you sorcerer.” The guard said dragging Izuku out his cell.
The king wants an audience with me? I wonder what for… Izuku thought as he was dragged through the castle to the throne room. As he was lead up to the king Izuku glanced around. The throne room was decorated with large tapestries showing the accomplishments of past kings, as well as the family crest. A lion with a sword and shield behind it stared down at Izuku as he passed. Tearing his eyes from the tapestries he looked forward where the king sat. Some of his court stood on either side of his throne. He could recognize the executioner who accompanied the priest when he was first thrown into his cell. Next to him stood a man with beard and mask of flames, he recognized him as the head executioner and aspiring hero Endeavor. There were also some other knights of the kings’ court lingering around. As he approached the king a hand shoved into his back making him kneel before him.
“Ah so you must be the pesky young sorcerer we’ve been chasing all over the kingdom. Your powers are quite interesting to say the least. Do you have a quirk by any chance?” The king asked leaning forward in his throne. Izuku kept his gaze low refusing to meet the king’s eyes.
“No, I do not have a quirk.” He said after one of the guards jabbed his back with his spear.
The king chuckled in amusement. “I see, so you turned to sorcery to gain power in this world.”
Izuku glared at the floor, that wasn’t why he learned magic at all. “That is not why I learned magic… I did it to become a hero.” He mumbled loud enough for the king to hear.
“Oh, so the sorcerer wants to be a hero then? Well that is quite curious!” The king said with a laugh. “Tell me, how strong is your magic? Do you think you can save people with it?” He asked standing from his throne.
At that Izuku glanced up taking in the man that was walking towards him. He stood tall his brown hair turning grey from age, his clothes looked to be made with the finest materials and his crown glinted in the sunlight coming from the tall windows. Izuku looked at the king square in the eyes and nodded mutely, he didn’t know where the king was going with all this, but he had a sinking feeling that he wouldn’t like it.
The king stopped in front of Izuku, leaning down he grinned wickedly. “Tell me sorcerer, if you had a chance to walk out of here with your life, would you?”
Izuku leaned back disliking the dark aura coming of the man. “What do you mean?” He asked cautiously.
The king straightened his grin ever present. “I mean exactly what you think I mean sorcerer. I am giving you a chance to walk free. To leave this place with your life. I only ask for one thing.” He said before his grin went from wicked to downright villainous. “You just have to swear your loyalty to me and do whatever I say.” He said patting Izuku’s head. Izuku jerked back glaring daggers at the king.
He’s heard stories of sorcerers surviving because of this offer, but then they’re forced to kill their kin and become essentially human weapons. He couldn’t believe those stories until now. “No, I refuse.” He said through gritted teeth.
Everyone in the room froze at his response, usually sorcerers took the kings offer in a heartbeat, but this wizard refused. Izuku could feel every ones shocked and curious gaze on him but he didn’t care. “I know of the things you make my kin do. You have us slaughter each other and take the lives of innocent people. I’d rather die than be forced to do your dirty work.” He said glaring at the king.
The king took a step back clearly shocked by the response and the blatant disrespect. One of the guards pushed Izuku’s head down making hit the floor with a loud thud. “How dare you disrespect our king like that? Do you not know what an honor it is to have been offered what you have just rejected?!” The guard growled pushing Izuku’s face further into the floor.
“That’s quite enough, let him go.” The king said recovering from the shock of Izuku’s rejection. “If he wants to die then let him die. I’m done with him, take him back to his cell.” The king said waving his hand dismissively. The guards nodded grabbing Izuku by the hair and pulling him up. He yelped as his hair got yanked struggling to stand with his hand bound. With one final wave of his hand the king dismissed the whole court.
Shouto was at a loss for words as he walked out of the throne room with the rest of the court. He has been attending these ordeals for the three years he’s been executioner, but he’s never seen someone who would reject the kings offer to save themselves. Midoriya was a real mystery indeed. Rubbing at his wrists he decided he was going to have a conversation of his own with the young sorcerer. It was a bad idea, especially since he’ll have to light the others pyre, but his curiosity is growing with every encounter he has with the witch.
After another long training session with his father Shouto sat in his room icing his wounds. Groaning softly, he examined his bruises checking to see if they needed more ice. His wrists and ankles seemed to hurt the most even though he was sure his father didn’t hit him there. There were also no signs of bruising or burns. Shrugging he iced the area and lied down. He would have to wait until tomorrow to talk with Midoriya.
The next day Shouto did his errands much quicker than usual, especially considering he was still sore from the training from the day before. Once he finished with everything he made his way to the dungeons. As he went down he nodded at the guard before heading to Midoriya’s cell. The guard gave him a puzzled look but made no comment. Shouto watched as Midoriya looked up from picking at his cuffs his eyes widening with recognition before sitting up straighter, guard up.
“Why are you down here?” Midoriya asked watching Shouto’s movements carefully. He shrugged.
“Honestly, I’m not sure if I have the right answer, you intrigue me. I’ve never met a sorcerer who rejected the kings offer.” Shouto said taking a seat in front of Midoriya’s cell. Midoriya scoffed. “Of course, I rejected his offer. He was basically telling me to become his human weapon.” He said crossing his arms. Shouto tilted his head confusion fliting through his features before returning to the nonchalant expression he always wore.
“But you’ll die.” He said bluntly.
“I’d rather die than use my magic for evil.” Midoriya responded with the same bluntness.
Shouto nodded remaining silent. He has a strong sense of morality, doesn’t he? He thought as he studied Midoriya. They stayed like that, silently studying each other. After a bit Midoriya broke the silence.
“Isn’t this bad practice for executioners? Talking with the people they’re about to kill that is.” The young wizard asked this picking at the cuffs on his ankles. “I mean don’t get me wrong love the company but still.” He said tilting his head.
Shouto shrugged, “Call me crazy for being tired of washing blood of my clothes at least once a week.”
Midoriya studied him silently. “Point taken. Well if you are going to keep me company what’s your name?”
The executioner leaned against the wall, “Todoroki Shouto,” he said bowing his head slightly. “And you are Midoriya Izuku,” Todoroki glanced up at Izuku’s hair, “the green sorcerer.” He said his lips quirking up slightly.
Izuku grinned at that. “Yep that’s me, the infamous green sorcerer who curses random strangers and rejects kings.” He said with a playful grin doing a slight bow. Straightening he studied the executioner. “So, Todoroki,” he said testing the name on his tongue. “Tell me about yourself, I feel like we’re going to spend quite some time together.” He said with a laid-back smile.
Todoroki stretched his arms and leaned forward, bowing as if he’s going to perform a trick. “Infamous witch and wizard executioner, upholding the family honor of having years and years of blood on our hands.” He said nonchalantly, his disdain for his job obvious in his voice. He hissed softly as he straightened.
Izuku hummed softly to hide a hiss of his own. “Sounds lovely…” he said sarcastically. Getting tired of standing he sat down crossing his legs. Glancing up he studied Todoroki’s bicolored hair. One side was whiter than freshly fallen snow, the other was a deep crimson that shown like fire in the torchlight. It was split perfectly down the middle. Izuku suddenly felt the urge to run his fingers through Todoroki’s hair to see how it would look mixed together, he decided against it.
“How long have you been an executioner? If you don’t mind me asking.” He said tearing his eyes from Todoroki’s hair and to his heterochronic eyes.
“Not long, two… three years maybe? Although I’ve worked in the dungeons for as long as I can remember, I haven’t come down here much though since I became an executioner.” Todoroki said leaning forward. They’re eyes locked as he kept speaking. “How come you’re not more careful when using your magic?” He asked curiously. “Or was it just… You needed to use it?” He finished softly.
Izuku tilted his head slightly his thoughts going a mile a minute. He sure is different from the others. He seemed genuinely curious.
Nodding softly, he shrugged. “I’m usually careful when I used my magic in towns and such, but that kid was dying, and the usual potions wouldn’t have cut it, so yeah, of course I was careful and asked the family to promise not to tell on me, but I didn’t count for their neighbor coming in at that moment… Well at least the kid will live.” He explained with a shrug.
Todoroki nodded sitting back. “A self-sacrificing hero” he said raising an eyebrow, there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his tone, as if he didn’t believe Izuku, though that couldn’t be farther from the truth. “Your story isn’t so different from others who’ve been in that cell before you, people trying to help only to be betrayed or caught.” He said playing with a strand of white hair.
Izuku sat back leaning on his arms. “You know most of us magical folk aren’t bad, hell most of us want to be left alone. Tough I understand why you’d think were evil, some wizards and witches use their magic for terrible things…” He said staring at the ceiling of the cell.
He heard Todoroki hum softly “just because some use their magic for terrible things doesn’t mean all of you do.” He said but then shrugged “but people are still afraid.” Izuku smiled at that. He remembered asking All Might about the subject. “Fear can make a person do weird things Todoroki-kun. Makes you see what’s not there or think in something that a rational person would think to be insane.” He said quoting what All Might had answered.
Todoroki raised an eyebrow at that. “You speak with the wisdom of someone far older than the both of us.” He said with a small smile, if one could call it that. Izuku laughed softly. “My teacher is a wise man.” He said with a grin. Just then a guard came down the steps with a plate of food. He glared at Izuku before nodding stiffly at Todoroki. Dropping the plate, he slid it under the bars of Izuku’s cell spilling most of its contents. “Food.” He said simply before leaving. Izuku glanced down at the spilled slob that they apparently called food before shrugging. Picking up the plate with what remained of food he started to eat. He tried not to gag at the terrible taste as he ate.
“So… magic.” He heard Todoroki whisper. Glancing over Izuku set aside his ‘food’. “What about it? Magic is magic nothing special about it.” He whispered back with a shrug. He watched in slight amusement as Todoroki leveled him with a really look. “Nothing special about it,” he quoted leaning back, “well as somebody who’s never really experienced magic it sure seems like something interesting.” He admitted softly playing with the fabric of his shoes shrugging slightly.
Izuku chuckled softly at the irony. “Well I’d love to show you some tricks but,” he held up his wrists showing of his stylish cuffs. “But I guess you have a point, when I was first learning I was always dumbfounded with each new spell or potion I learned…” He mumbled smiling softly.
“Magic is learned?” Todoroki asked tilting his head. “Well I mean of course it’s learnt somehow, cause I’m pretty sure you don’t come out of the womb saying ‘windgardioum leviosa’ or whatever.” He said waving his hands.
Izuku laughed softly at that. “Careful, you might do some magic.” He said teasingly. He watched in amusement as Todoroki’s eyes widened a fraction. “Relax you pronounced it wrong.” He said through chuckles. “But yeah everyone is born with magic, though only through study can you harness it, unless you’re a prodigy, then you can do magic instinctively.” He explained gesturing with his hands as he did.
Todoroki hummed softly listening intently. “I never knew that. Although my knowledge of the magical world is basically that witches and wizards were devil worshipers and that they should all die, my father’s words of course, so I basically don’t know anything.” He said bluntly before continuing. “But you think if I pronounced the spell right I would have made something float or whatever that spell does?” He said with an amused look, of course he wasn’t actually going to do it. Izuku smiled happy that Todoroki seemed interested in magic. “Probably, you never know until you try a few times, of course that’d be a bad idea.” He said stretching his legs.
Todoroki nodded at that. “Definitely a bad idea” he said leaning back as he looked at Izuku. Brushing the hair out of his eyes, he sighed softly. “I got to get going, think you’ll be in the same place if I come back?” He asked sarcastically raising an eyebrow as he stood. Izuku snorted with laughter. “Unless I get these things off then yeah.” He said with a laid-back grin. Standing up as well he walked up to the bars of the cell. “It was nice talking with you Todoroki-kun.” He said smiling brightly. Despite being stuck here, despite knowing that he’s going to die in a week, Izuku felt happy. Todoroki looked over at Izuku and nodded before turning to leave. Heading over to his meager cot Izuku laid down staring at the ceiling. Smiling softly, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Shouto yawned as he made his way to his house his thoughts on a certain green haired wizard. He couldn’t help the small smile that threatened to break free as he recalled their conversation. He’d love to go down there and talk with Midoriya again, of course it might raise suspicion, but honestly, he didn’t really seem to care. As he walked he recalled the time he saw two little girls practicing magic in a clearing, of course he didn’t report them because they weren’t doing any harm. He hummed softly at the memory. Reaching his house just after curfew he silently crept up to his bedroom as to not alert his father. Making it into the room he closed the door with a soft click before relaxing against it. With a sigh he walked over to his bed before laying down on it finally letting a small smile grace his features. His mind was made up, he was going to visit Midoriya again tomorrow.
The next day he woke up to a dull pain on his wrists and ankles, shrugging it off Shouto went about starting to prepare for the day. Shouto rubbed at his wrists absentmindedly as he walked around the town. Running a mental check of the things he needed to do that day. As he neared the plaza he heard the judge was finishing his sentence for some thieves that were to be hanged. Shouto mentally kicked himself, that’s right the hanging was today. Jogging the rest of the way he slowed as he neared the podium. Walking up the steps he passed by a pissed of Endeavor before walking up to the lever. “You’re late...” He heard his father hiss as he passed. Keeping his gaze ahead he sighed softly as he waited for the judge to finish speaking. He glanced at the thieves, some looked terrified, while others looked bored, probably trying to hide their fear. Sighing he grabbed the lever as the judged finished up. “May god bless these souls and grant them forgiveness…” Shouto heard as he pulled.
“How dare you embarrass me by being late?” Endeavor growled as they left the plaza, the bodies of the thieves being loaded onto a cart. Shouto kept his face carefully neutral. He knew his father wouldn’t do anything in public but that didn’t mean he wasn’t in trouble. Glancing up at his father he responded. “I’m sorry I had forgotten about the execution.” Shouto returned his gaze forward as his father fumed. “How could you forget about an execution Shouto? I know I made you better than this.” He snarled before walking passed him. “I hope you aren’t getting distracted, you have to keep up the family honor until you can become a hero. Do not disappoint me.” He said before walking off. Shouto watched him go knowing full well he was going to have to go through more ‘training’ once he got back to the house. Sighing he rubbed at his wrists subconsciously as his feet led him to the dungeons.
Shouto made his way down to the holding cells, nodding at the guards he made his to Midoriya’s cell. He could feel the confused glances the guards sent his way as he passed, ignoring them he knocked on the bars of Midoriya’s cell. He watched as Midoriya’s head perked up from fiddling with his cuffs and looked over at him. His face brightened as he stood his witches hat bobbing as he walked over to him. “Todoroki-kun! How are you?” He said smiling brightly. Shouto leaned against the wall shrugging, “same as always after a day of hard work” he said his head against the wall. He could see the guards confused expressions from the corner of his eye. Shouto held back a snicker. “Lever pulling,” he continued “great exercise for your arms.” He said sarcastically in a whisper.
Midoriya snickered at his comment his nose scrunching up as he covered his mouth. “Sounds fun…” He replied with the same amount of sarcasm before snickering again. It was extremely cute, wait no don’t think about that you have to kill him in a few days. Shouto shook out of his musings when he heard Midoriya ask, “So what is the reason for this little visit? Or are you that bored?” he said leaning against the bars that separated them.
“Extremely bored” Shouto replied raising an eyebrow, well that was a lie, he enjoyed talking with Midoriya yesterday and just talking with him improved his mood.
He heard Midoriya snort as he flashed Shouto a wide grin. “Well we can’t have that. I’d do a trick but uh...” he shook his wrists. “Can’t do any magic.” He finished with a sigh. Shouto crossed his arms “trying to get me to take your cuffs off, are we?” He asked jokingly in a low voice as he leaned forward.
Midoriya giggled as he shook his head “well it was worth a shot.” He said as he sat down. Shouto followed suit sliding down the wall. “You’ll have to try harder than that I’m afraid.” He said teasingly. He watched as Midoriya took of his hat and ran a hand through his curls. “So, what do you want to talk about?” He asked tilting his head. Shouto shrugged, “I don’t have much on my mind if I’m quite honest.” He admitted, honestly, he came down here on a whim just like the first time.
Midoriya laughed softly at his comment. “Must be nice, I’ve always got something on my mind, if it’s not spells, it’s training or writing things down in my journals or helping out my mom around the house…” He trailed off his eyes widening in realization. “Oh, gods mom! She must be worried sick right now…” He trailed off his hands going to his hair. Shouto frowned, he would offer his help to contact her but there were to many guards and, by the looks of it, they were pretty interested in their conversation even though they couldn’t hear much. “Is your mom nice?” He ended up saying instead mentally kicking himself for the second time that day.
That seemed to do the trick as Midoriya seemed to calm down. “Y-yeah she is… She practically raised me all by herself… Yet she was never bitter or anything not even during harsh winters…” He mumbled softly a soft smile on his face. Shouto nodded “she seems like a great person…” He paused realizing something, “What about your dad?” He asked playing with the fabric of his uniform. He watched as the smile on Midoriya’s face disappeared. “I-I don’t know… He…. He left when I was really small…” He muttered looking down. There was a beat of silence before Midoriya kept speaking a small smile on his face, it seemed forced. “But that’s fine we survived without him.” He said with a small shrug.
Shouto nodded in understanding, “well you could say it was his loss, you seem like good people.” He mumbled with a small shrug. Midoriya looked up at him surprised before chuckling. “I guess you’re right…” He muttered with a small smile. “Thanks…” He whispered rubbing the back of his head. Shouto tilted his head in confusion. “For what?” He asked, it was the truth after all, wait was Midoriya saying thanks for the truth? Well non-the less he was happy that Midoriya’s mood was improving.
Midoriya’s face reddened as he flung his arms around trying to hide his face. “F-for uh… for talking with m-me, I know y-you don’t r-really uh have to…” He muttered behind his arms as he peaked over at Shouto. Shouto couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips a bit of color rising in his own cheeks. Well that is certainly cute… He though before dismissing the thought again. “But I want to.” He said honestly. He watched as Midoriya lowered his arms staring at him in bewilderment. “Uh…” Midoriya mumbled seemingly speechless. After a beat he shifted his gaze to his feet his face reddening again.
Shouto, worried that the other was falling ill, tilted his head. “You’re red.” He mumbled leaning forward slightly. “Are you ill?” He asked frowning. Midoriya covered his face with his hands shaking his head. “I-I’m f-fine…” He mumbled softly the color fading until he only had a light blush. After a while he lifted his head from his hands. “S-so uh t-tell me about yourself… Ah only if you want to, you don’t have to if you don’t want you….” He rambled before cutting himself off. Shouto blinked in surprised. “Well… what do you want to know?” He asked playing with a strand of his hair. He wasn’t exactly used to talking about himself. Words weren’t easy for him. Midoriya shrugged glancing over at the guards. Shouto followed his gaze and found that the guards were looking at him intently confusion written all over their features. “Anything really… Whatever you’re comfortable sharing…” He heard Midoriya mumbled. Shouto glanced back at Midoriya then to his feet in thought.
“Well, when I was younger I wanted to be a hero. I still do actually.” He said with a shrug, well to others he is one already, but he could also be counted as a villain by most wizards and witches. Though Midoriya’s eyes seemed to sparkle at that. “Really? That’s so cool. I have that same dream too, but since I’m quirkless everyone kept telling me to give up that dream, that’s part of the reason as to why I learned magic.” He whispered. Shouto frowned slightly. “Well that’s stupid, just because you’re quirkless that doesn’t mean you can’t be a hero, I mean there lots of knights that are quirkless and knights are basically hero’s that work for kings instead of doing it solo.” Shouto shrugged before leaning against the wall. Midoriya beamed at that. “You’re the first person to say that actually, everyone else would just tell me I’m delusional.” He said pulling his knees towards his chest.
Shouto hummed at that. After a beat he kept talking. “My sister owns a bakery” he said casually, it was different, talking about his family with people. “That sounds nice, what does she make?” Midoriya asked curiously drumming his fingers against his legs. His bangs fell in his eyes, scrunching his nose up he blew at them, but they just kept falling back down. Sighing he gave up leaving them be. Shouto held back a snicker as he started listing with his fingers. “Well… She makes amazing bread, for starters, she has a knack for pastries, cakes, and meat pies” he hummed. “I guess she loves making cakes and sweets because when we were younger father didn’t really let us eat sweets.” He hummed with a small shrug.
“Oh, that’s just wrong! Sweets are amazing how can you be deprived of them?” Midoriya said slumping dramatically. “You know I’m starting to dislike your father more and more.” He said sighing. “Though I would love to try your sister’s cakes, they sound lovely.” He said with a grin. Shouto couldn’t help the little smile that crept up on him. “You’re not the only one who dislikes my father, I’m pretty sure my disdain for him is obvious although it’s good to know I’m not the only one.” He said with a little smirk. He knew his father was loved by a lot of people for his heroics but that didn’t mean there were some that didn’t. Midoriya beamed at that. “We can hate him together.” Stretching he tilted his head slightly. “Todoroki-kun, if you don’t mind me asking, why do you dislike your father?” He asked curiously.
Shouto paused thinking on his answer. He didn’t want to tell Midoriya everything at the moment, especially since the guards where still listening in on them, he was threading on thin ice just being here. “Social differences” he decided to say leaving it at that. He would tell him everything later on, if given the chance. Midoriya just hummed softly seemingly sensing that he didn’t want to elaborate. “You know… I’m not as afraid as I thought I would be…” Midoriya whispered staring up at the ceiling. Shouto startled at that. Most people would be terrified at the thought of dying soon. “I’m to die in less than a week but, I’m not terrified…” He continued looking back at him. “Weird huh?” He finished a small nervous smile on his face.
Shouto stared at Midoriya before glancing over at the guards. They seemed to have given up on trying to hear them, they whispered to each other seemingly ignoring them. Leaning forward Shouto returned his gaze to Midoriya’s. “Maybe you have this feeling you won’t” he whispered back with a small shrug. “That you’ll escape” he continued glancing back at the guards before finishing. “And you’re probably right…” He mumbled barely audible. He still wasn’t sure how yet, but he knew that he couldn’t light Midoriya’s pyre, he’d rather die himself. Midoriya’s eyes widened in shock but he quickly masked it, so the guards wouldn’t see it. “Yeah maybe…” He mumbled with a soft smile.
They kept talking until the sun started to sink in the sky, the guards shifted as the day progressed, each knew pair of guards trying, and failing, to listen in on Shouto and Midoriya’s conversation. “If you could be anything in the world what would you be?” Midoriya asked leaning forward. Shouto stopped playing with his hair looking up at Midoriya. They had both gotten closer to the bars of the cell, so they were really close now. “A bird” Shouto whispered, “they seem to have a lot of fun- maybe they don’t have as many responsibilities as people… being able to fly seems like fun too-” He stopped himself, did Midoriya mean something more realistic? Like a job? Clearing his throat, he continued. “I mean if we had to be more realistic I guess maybe a baker? Though I really want to be a hero so probably that.” He said trying to pretend he didn’t just ramble to Midoriya. He had never done that before, so he was a bit embarrassed.
Midoriya smiled softly. “Flying is really fun, it gives this sense of freedom that you can’t really get anywhere else. Feeling the wind on your face as you soar over trees and rivers… it’s an incredible feeling.” He said with a soft smile. Leaning forward he winked. “Maybe I can take you flying sometime.” He whispered with a light smirk. Shouto couldn’t help the swell of emotions that filled him at the offer. His heart skipped at bit at the slightly flirtatious tone Midoriya’s voice seemed to take as he said this. Trying to calm his beating heart he smiled softly. “I’ll take your word for it.” He whispered softly. “What about you? What would you be?”
Midoriya tapped his chin for a moment seemingly thinking it over. “Positive energy, that’s what I’d be. I want to be the thing that helps people do what they love. To motivate them to get up every day…” He whispers a small smile dancing on his lips as his eyes sparkled with wonder. Shouto looked at Midoriya “That’s… that’s a pretty great answer…” he whispered back. That answer seemed to contain all of Midoriya’s personality in just a simple sentence. It made Shouto feel like he’s known Midoriya his whole life, even though they’ve only had two days of conversation between them. “That’s something everybody needs every once in a while...” He mumbled softly.
Midoriya’s cheeks started to tint red as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “I-I uh I guess…” He mumbled with a sheepish smile. One of the guards apparently tired of seeing them talk walked over and banged the cell with his spear. “It’s almost time for curfew, you should be heading back Mr. Todoroki.” He said his gaze on Shouto. Shouto heard Midoriya sigh at that. “Goodnight Todoroki-kun, it was nice talking with yo-”
“And you shut yer trap! Before I shut it for ya.” The guard interrupted glaring at Midoriya. Midoriya held his hands up in surrender as he stood and walked over to his cot. “Goodnight Midoriya.” He said offering Midoriya a little wave before heading back out. He could feel the confused stares of the guards, but he couldn’t care less. With a lighter heart then when he first walked into the dungeons he headed back to his house.
Once he opened the door to his house the light hearted feeling he had disappeared. His father stood before him his arms crossed as he sneered down at him. “First your conduct today was unacceptable and now I get word that my son is actively holding conversations with prisoners! And a sorcerer to make things worse!” He growled angrily. Shouto looked up at his father remaining silent. He didn’t regret his decision to talk with Midoriya and he would gladly do it again. Endeavor fumed grabbing Shouto by the arm and leading him down the hall to the training room.
Shouto stumbled into his room after hours of ‘training’ groaning softly he walked over to his bed nursing the burns and bruises that littered his skin. Cupping his right arm to his chest he sighed softly as a thin layer of ice started to spread across his chest icing the wounds and bruises there. After icing his wounds, he closed his eyes as he drifted off to sleep.
Izuku groaned as he woke up the next morning. His body ached with the pain his soulmate had to go through the night before. It had been a while since his soulmate had been hurt so badly. Sighing softly Izuku stared at his wrists and ankles as he tried to figure out how to get rid of the blasted cuffs.
After about an hour Izuku stopped picking at his cuffs in favor of just listening to the guard’s chatter and play card games. I wonder if Todoroki-kun will visit again today… Izuku wondered as he stared up at the ceiling. A bit after he thought this the guards went silent, glancing over curiously Izuku perked up when he saw that it was Todoroki again. He smiled as Todoroki walked over to his cell and greeted him gently. Standing Izuku walked over to Todoroki and sat down in front of him. “Hello Todoroki-kun.” Izuku said with a smile. The guards exchanged confused looks. How can a condemned sorcerer be so damn happy?
Todoroki leaned forward “How’d you sleep?” He asked tilting his head slightly. Izuku noticed his movements were slow, as if he were trying to jostle any injuries. Rubbing at one of the spots where he felt his soulmates pain he shrugged. “Pretty good, though I’m worried for my soulmate, they seemed to have taken quite the beating last night…” He said before putting on a reassuring grin. “How about you Todoroki-kun?” He asked eyes bright for someone who is probably going to die once the weeks up.
Todoroki blinked a few times placing a hand the same place where Izuku had his before saying. “Soulmate? Isn’t that like… fake? Or just something you tell people so that they don’t fell so alone in their teen years?” He said leaning forward before hissing slightly straightening.
Izuku chuckled at Todoroki’s wording but winced as his torso flared up. He noticed Todoroki hiss in pain as well. “Are you okay?” He asked softly. Todoroki just nodded. Frowning softly Izuku answered Todoroki’s question. “I don’t know how you guys see it, but for most magic users the concept of soulmates is real. We can feel each other’s pain through the bond we have since birth. I guess some people just don’t believe it as strongly as others.” He explained as he thought about something. The pain from my soulmates wounds and bruises increased at the same time as Todoroki hissed in pain from something. Could it be…
“Pain? What’s the worst you’ve felt from your soulmate?” He asked bluntly. “I mean, if it’s okay for you to say…” He added quickly seemingly realizing how personal the question was.
Izuku frowned slightly but shook his head. “It’s fine don’t worry about it. Well hmm… You know that’s tricky cuz I’ve felt so many beatings through our bond, but the worse was probably the burn? All I know is that I felt a horrible pain on my left eye…” He whispered a hand going to where the burn was. “I… I always try to avoid getting hurt or hurting myself because I don’t want to cause my soulmate anymore pain than they already feel...” Izuku finished softly.
Todoroki nodded “sounds like your soulmate has it pretty rough, I hope they’re all right” he whispered softly. “But that’s nice of you, trying your best not get yourself hurt…. Guessing you’re not clumsy?” He asked raising an eyebrow.
Izuku shrugged glancing at the scar on Todoroki’s face. If I had my doubts before I’m sure now. This dork is my soulmate. Chuckling Izuku shook his head. “Oh no I’m really clumsy. Not all the time but when I am it’s like all the clumsiness had accumulated for that one moment. Though I usually try to heal myself as quickly as possible if I get hurt so that way it won’t bother them.” He said rubbing the back of his neck.
Todoroki hummed and stretched his arms out in front of him “this whole soulmate thing… I don’t know we usually just ignore the pains, shrug them off you know? Guess since it’s to do with the mystical and whatnot of course we’ll try to avoid it.” He said leaning forward slightly on his arms. “But it’s nice to know that you’re not alone.” He said with a soft sigh.
Izuku nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it got me through rough times…” He mumbled softly. Who could have hurt him so much? Izuku wondered as he messed with his fingers. Glancing over him Izuku studied Todoroki. He noticed the slight bruises peeking out from his uniform the color turning into an ugly purple. Anger swelled in him slightly. I’m going to make whoever did that to him pay. “What about you? What’s the worst pain you’ve felt from your bond? I-if you want to tell me of course.” He said softly.
Todoroki hummed before answering. “Well like I said, I usually ignored the pain that would come through, though there was this one time that I couldn’t ignore, it was a few years back I think? My hand… It felt like it just got completely destroyed” he mumbled looking down at his hand “I don’t know what happened to them, but it didn’t seem fun…” He finished looking up at Izuku.
Izuku winced trying not to glance down at his own hand. He remembered the event quite well… A spell gone wrong… He was in so much pain he couldn’t concentrate on healing himself. If it weren’t for All Might showing up when he did he didn’t know how long he would have been in that amount of pain. “It probably wasn’t…” He whispered twisting his wrists.
Todoroki nodded “I almost dropped a knife that I had at the time, I didn’t know where it came from so I thought something was wrong with my hand but after a while it left…” he mumbled softly “but that had to be the worst… Although recently they seem to have burned their wrists and ankles… I hope they’re okay.” He mumbled playing with his hair.
Izuku hummed softly rubbing at his wrists. He doesn’t realize were bonded… He pondered as he watched him play with his hair. “Why is your hair two colors?” He asked wanting to change the subject.
Todoroki glanced up at his hair and shrugged “my mom has white hair and my father has red hair, I guess since I have both of their powers and their split down the middle of my body I have both their hair colors.” He explained.
Izuku held back the urge to mess with Todoroki’s hair. “Well it looks cool, I kinda want to play with it… Oh crud I-I didn’t m-mean to say that part out loud uh…. i-ignore me…” Izuku rambled covering his face with his arms to hide his growing blush and his embarrassment. Peeking through his arms he caught the surprised look on Todoroki’s face. “Um maybe you can someday?” He heard the other state though it was more of a question. Izuku groaned softly trying to shrink in on himself. “Oh i-ignore me...” He mumbled blushing brightly. Why did I say that, oh gods why did I say that… Izuku berated himself shrinking in more on himself.
Izuku could feel Todoroki’s eyes on him. “I mean it’s not that amazing…” He said trying to calm Izuku down. Izuku slowly lowered his arms smiling sheepishly. “Uh um… I-I t-think it’s cool is all….” He mumbled softly still flustered. Todoroki hummed leaning back. “I think you’re the first- or at least the first who’s ever told me.” He said tilting his head slightly.
Izuku looked at Todoroki surprised. “Seriously… I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or not…” He mumbled rubbing the back of his neck. The guards seem to have grown tired of listening them talk because one of them walked up to the cell banging on the bars. “Stop trying to corrupt Mr. Todoroki you devil child.” He said glaring at Izuku. Izuku flinched slightly startled but rolled his eyes at the guard’s comment. He tried not to let his words sting him too much, after all its not the first time he’s heard them. The guard banged on his cell one last time before going back to his card game with the other guard.
“I didn’t know talking with someone was considered trying to corrupt them now.” He heard Todoroki say. The guard froze in his tracks, slowly he turned to face Todoroki his posture stiff. “Isn’t it strange though? That you suddenly want to talk to this… monster?” The guard said spitting out the word monster as if it were poison as he sent a glare towards Izuku. “I’m more than capable of dealing with this sort of thing myself, if he tries anything” Todoroki glanced at Izuku his eyes soft before looking back at the guard with a cold glare “funny, then he’ll have me to answer to.” He said narrowing his eyes at the guard. “Or,” he stood walking up to the guard “are you judging my capabilities?” He whispered glaring at the guard point blank. The guard spluttered out a quite no sir before rushing back to his partner without another word. Seeming satisfied Todoroki walked back to Izuku’s cell and sat down. Izuku glanced from the guard to Todoroki his eyes wide in surprise. “Y-you didn’t have to do that you know…” He mumbled glancing down, “but thanks…” He mumbled smiling softly.
“What’s the worse they can do?” Todoroki said with a shrug scratching his cheek. “You’re not doing anything wrong by just talking” he said. Izuku blinked at him before grinning from ear to ear. “I guess you’re right.” He said leaning forward slightly. “I just hope you don’t get in trouble because of me.” He said a bit of worry lacing his words. Todoroki scrunched up his nose, “It’s okay” he said looking over at Izuku. He seemed to be deep in thought. Izuku decided to drop the subject. “If you’re sure… So, do you have a favorite hero? Mines All Might, he’s very prominent in the magical community, one of the first hero’s to not persecute us.” He said his eyes sparkling. Not to mention an amazing wizard. He thought smiling.
Todoroki looked down at his hands. “Eraserhead is pretty amazing, even if he seems a bit rough around the edges he’s an amazing hero.” He hummed looking over at Izuku. Izuku’s eyes lit up even more, if that was possible. “No kidding! His quirk is so interesting! How he makes his opponents powerless with just his stare is both awesome and scary, I mean I’m not really sure if he can use that against magic but if he could, oh boy…” He rambled softly making gestures with his hands.
Todoroki smile slightly, the side of his lips quirking up a bit, he leaned forward on his hands mindful of his bruises. “All I know is that I don’t want to be in a fight with him.” He hummed. Izuku nodded in agreement, “definitely, though I would love to fight alongside him, that’d be so cool!” He said his eyes sparkling. “You said you have both your parents quirks, right? What’s your quirk then Todoroki-kun?” He asked suddenly.
Todoroki nodded, “yes, though I don’t use it very often, my quirk is called half hot half cold.” He said looking down at his hands, “it’s basically how it sounds like.” He said with a shrug. Izuku tilted his head. “Half cold half hot… So, like fire and ice? Wait you can create fire and ice?!” Izuku asked his voice growing with his excitement. “Oi! Pipe down before we make ya!” One of the guards said annoyance clear in his voice. Izuku clamped his hands over his mouth for show before turning back to Todoroki. “Todoroki-kun that’s amazing! You must be pretty cozy during winter huh?” He joked slightly with a chuckle.
Todoroki tilted his head in confusion. “What-” he muttered then his eyes widened in realization “sure let’s say that” he said shaking his head with a small smile. His smiles are so cute… Izuku thought smiling softly. “But in all seriousness, your quirk can be used for a lot of things. What do you use it for?” He asked curiously. Todoroki looked down at his hands again, “well I sometimes use my fire to help my sister out at the bakery,” he said holding up his left hand a small flames dancing at his fingertips. “And I use my ice to catch thieves on the run or as a defense when training.” He said holding up his right-hand ice particles coming out of his palm.
Izuku’s eyes widened in wonder barely containing his excitement. “So, you can use your quirk for both offense and defense, and for domestic things… I wonder if he can use his ice for domestic purposes as well, like keeping game fresh or icing bruises, or maybe use his fire for defense as well as offense…” Izuku started to mumble tapping a finger against his lips as he voiced his thoughts forgetting Todoroki was even there. I wish I had some parchment this could be useful for my hero notes… Izuku mumbled on for a few moments longer before glancing up his gaze locking with Todoroki’s. Suddenly remembering Todoroki was still there he clamped his hands over his mouth blushing slightly. “Oh, gods sorry…” he mumbled softly his face flushing with embarrassment.
Todoroki held his gaze, “no its okay, it was rather cute.” He said bluntly. Izuku’s eyes widened, well that was new, most people would have snapped at him. “C-cute?!” He squeaked softly. Todoroki’s eyes widened, cheeks coloring slightly he nodded softly. “A-anyways, I’m guessing you write a lot? You study quirks?” He asked changing the subject. Izuku lowered his hands he nodded softly. “Um y-yeah… Since I don’t have a quirk of my own I like to analyze other people’s quirks…” He whispered softly with a shrug.
Todoroki hummed gently “that’s cool, you must know a lot about quirks, that has to come in handy” he said tilting his head. “Not everything is just using brute force when it comes to fighting I bet.” He said looking back at Izuku. Izuku nodded in agreement. “Yes definitely, sometimes it’s about outsmarting the enemy. Especially if the hero’s quirk isn’t compatible with the enemy’s. And with dark magic especially, you must rely on your mind and even then, it might fail you.” He rambled softly gesturing with his hands.
Todoroki nodded listening intently to what Izuku had to say “have you ever fought before? Put all that knowledge into practice?” He asked tilting his head to the side. Izuku shook his head. “No… I still have a lot to learn about magic. My teacher says I’m still quite not ready to face any villains yet. But I have helped him, and other hero’s come up with strategies sometimes.” He said with a shrug as he played with his fingers, running them against the scars in his hand. Todoroki nodded. “That’s still impressive, helping hero’s, have you ever worked alongside the top hero’s like All Might?” He asked tilting his head curiously. Izuku nodded smiling brightly. “Yeah him and my teacher are good friends, so I see him a lot. It’s a dream come true actually.” He said with a grin. Todoroki’s eyes widened. “You keep surprising me Midoriya.” He said shaking his head slightly.
Izuku blushed at the slight praise not really used to it. “Uh um t-thanks… But it’s not all that…” He mumbled turning his gaze to the floor suddenly finding it very interesting. His cheeks reddened slightly a nervous smile taking form. “It’s true though,” he hears Todoroki whisper. Izuku looked up his nervous smile still present. Rubbing the back of his neck he chuckled softly.
They kept talking all through the week Shouto going down to the dungeons after finishing his daily chores and duties and then spending the rest of the day conversing with Midoriya. The talks he would have with Midoriya were the highlights of his day and he found himself dreading more and more the day when he’d have to kill him. As the day crept closer and closer he started to devise a plan to break Midoriya out. His plan formed he sighed as the day finally came.
He watched from the podium as Midoriya struggled as the guards led him through the courtyard his hands bound behind his back. Shouto saw Midoriya’s eyes widened in fear as he saw the pyre being prepared. The long wooden post stood ominously as other soldiers piled on the last of the wood. Shouto tried his best to keep his expression neutral, not wanting to give away his plan. His father stood a little way behind him, his executioners uniform accentuated with hair of flames. He had an almost maniacal smile as he watches Midoriya be dragged to the post the guards tying his already bound hands to it. It sickened him to see the twisted joy his father seemed to display. Midoriya struggled against the bounds as he tried to use his magic but to no avail. Shoto hissed as he felt his wrists and ankles heat up. A crowd of townsfolk started to form in the plaza having come to watch the execution.
After a moment Midoriya stopped struggling, Shouto could see him starting to lose hope. Just wait a bit longer… He though as he saw the other drop his head in defeat. He listened silently as one of the guards read Midoriya’s charges. “Midoriya Izuku has been found guilty of using sorcery and cursing the Nakamura’s son. Your punishment is death by pyre. Any last words sorcerer?” The guard said rolling up his parchment. Midoriya looked then, up at the crowd of townspeople, all of them looking up at him fear clear in their faces. And to Shoto’s surprised he saw him smile sadly. “It’s a shame you all don’t know the beauty of magic.” He said loud and clear. The townspeople looked at each other murmuring softly. The guard huffed gesturing to Shouto. The time has come, walking over he lit his left side. Midoriya looked to him then a sad but reassuring smile formed on his lips. “It was fun talking to you Todoroki-kun.” He whispered so softly that Shouto was sure that it was only meant for him to hear. A pained expression broke through as he watched his friend close his eyes waiting for his flames to come.
Shouto brought his lit hand close to the wood but before he could lite the pyre he swung his right arm creating a wall of ice around them both. He could hear the gaps from the crowd and the shouts of the guards, but he ignored it focusing on freeing Midoriya. Cutting Midoriya’s bounds he heard the other gasp in surprise. “What- Todoroki-kun?!” He asked as Shouto carefully cut of the leather bounds holding Midoriya’s magic at bay. “We have to move, Endeavor is probably melting through the ice as we speak.” Shouto said as Midoriya rubbed his sore wrists. “Why… why are you helping me?” He asked as he finished. Shouto pause for a moment. “Because I don’t want to lose the only friend I have…” He muttered before turning to reinforce the ice wall. Glancing over his shoulder he saw Midoriya gaping at him. “Well are you going or not?” That shook Midoriya out of his stupor.
“R-right!” He said glancing around as he tried to think of a way out. The shouts of the guards were increasing in volume and Shouto could hear his father screaming curses at him as blasts of fire hit the wall. Shouto reinforced the wall again. I can’t keep this up for long, were going to run out of room.
“Todoroki-kun how long can you keep them out?” He heard Midoriya ask behind him.
“I don’t know maybe ten minutes? There’s only so much ice I can keep adding before we’re squished.” He said adding another layer of ice.
“Okay, that’s enough time.” Midoriya said before going silent. After a beat he heard him mumbling something before he heard something zoom overhead. The guards started shouting about something flying above them. Looking up he saw a broom swoop down in front of Midoriya. He got one before reaching out to Shouto. “Get on!” He said urgency clear in his voice. Shouto looking from Midoriya’s outstretched hand then to the wall of ice then back at Midoriya. If he left now he’d leaving behind everything he knew. But is it really worth staying? He will probably be killed for helping Midoriya anyways. Making his decision he grabbed onto Midoriya’s hand and got on the broom. “Hold on tight! This is going to be a bumpy ride!” He heard before the broom shot up. Yelping he wrapped his arms around Midoriya’s waist burying his face into Midoriya’s back. He tightened his grip as Midoriya bobbed, weaved, and dove as he dodged arrows and… cannon balls?! The guards screamed at each other as they tried to shoot them out of the sky. A yet of flames narrowly missed them as Midoriya flew over the castle wall and out of range leaving the castle and Shouto’s old life behind.
After a flying for a while Midoriya landed in a small clearing a good distance from the castle. Stumbling of the broom Shouto sat down sighing in relief. Midoriya got of the broom stumbling slightly before sitting down. “Not exactly what I wanted your first broom ride to be but at least we escaped…” He said panting slightly. Looking up Shouto panted slightly adrenaline still rushing through him. “Yeah…” He said taking a deep breath. They sat in silence for a moment both still recovering from the events of the last half hour.
“Thank you… For helping me…” Midoriya said breaking the silence. Shouto glanced over at Midoriya and gave a small nod. “It’s nothing” he said leaning back on his arms. “I wonder if my father is going ballistic, he probably is…” he said glancing back from where they came from smoke peaking above the trees. “I’m guessing he is… Well at least we managed to get out of there unscathed.” Midoriya said grinning at Shouto. Nodding Shouto stood walking over to a tree he sat down leaning against it. “Today has been eventful…” He muttered leaning against the tree for support. His bruises protested as he moved causing a dull ache. “You said it…” He heard Midoriya mumbled followed by a yawn. Shouto felt himself yawn as well as he watched the clouds go by. His eyes grew heavy, a little nap wouldn’t hurt right? They were pretty far and there no tracks to follow. Yawning again Shouto closed his eyes falling asleep.
The sun had sunken behind the trees when Shouto awoke again. Stretching he stood glancing around the clearing. He spotted Midoriya still sleeping, his hat was tipped down to shield his eyes from the sun. A faint smile found its way to his lips. Midoriya looked rather cute when he slept… Shaking his head he started to think about what to do next. They were going to need food and water, shelter for the night, and they need to think of where they’re going to go… He didn’t realize he was passing until he heard Midoriya speak behind him.
“You’re going to walk a path into the ground.” He said with a small chuckle. “You thinking of something?”
“Yeah… I was thinking about what to do next.” He said turning towards Midoriya. Their noses brushed slightly as he did. Why was Midoriya so close to him? Turning his head again, which caused their noses to brush again, he continued. “We need food, water, and shelter… And I was wondering where to go to once we go our separate ways…” He mumbled the last part not really wanting to part with Midoriya for some reason. “And you’re probably anxious to go see your mother.” He added as an afterthought. Midoriya remained silent nodding along with what Shouto said, he brightened when Shouto mentioned his mother. “Oh right! She’s not that far from here actually, only about a day or so on foot.” He said jumping on the balls of his feet. “I can’t wait for you to meet her, I know she’ll absolutely love you.” He said grinning.
Shouto looked back at Midoriya in slight surprise, he assumed they were going to go their separate ways from here. “You… you want me to come with you?” He asked confused. Midoriya nodded, “well yeah, i-if you don’t mind traveling w-with me a while longer! I just thought maybe you needed somewhere to stay so that way you can plan your next move without having to worry about food and shelter. Since you kinda had to leave abruptly, after all you couldn’t have stayed since you helped me escape and all…” He rambled waving his arms around as he explained his reasoning. Shouto blinked at him before a small smile tugged at his lips. He was relieved he didn’t have to part with Midoriya just yet, he honestly wasn’t sure of what to do. “You said a day’s walk, right?” He asked tilting his head slightly. Midoriya nodded as he pointed in the direction of what Shoto assumed to be his home town. “Yep we just have to walk that way and we’ll reach Ealdor.” He said grinning.
Shouto nodded as he glanced up at the sky, they still had a few hours of sunlight left. “Lead the way then,” he said glancing back at Midoriya, “we can probably walk a bit before it gets to dark.” He said. Midoriya nodded and started to lead the way, grabbing his broom. “Let’s go then!” He said with a grin.
Izuku hummed happily as they walked through the forest in a comfortable silence. His magic bubbled up inside of him causing sparks of green electricity to jump off him. It felt amazing to be able to let his magic run free. The sun was starting to set behind the trees when they found a clearing to set up camp. Mumbling a quick spell Izuku created a tent for them to sleep in for the night. With that done he started to dig a fire pit. When he finished Todoroki set down some logs for the fire. Setting up some of them he lit the fire with his left hand before sitting back. Izuku stretched as he stood. “I think there’s a river nearby, I can get us some water, you think you can find us some food?” He asked glancing over at Todoroki. Todoroki nodded standing as well. Izuku grinned. “Okay, be right back.” He said before heading off to find the river.
After a bit Izuku found a small stream. Grinning he created two water skins and dipped them into the water filling them. Creating so many things out of thin air and flying on his broom for so long was starting to tire him out so by the time he got back to the camp he was yawning up a storm. “Found some water.” He mumbled before yawning again. Holding up the two water skins he threw one to Todoroki as he tried to rub the tiredness out of his eyes with the other. Todoroki caught his water skin taking a sip out of it with a sigh. “I found some berries and nuts but that’s about all I could get without any hunting equipment.” He said gesturing to the small pile of berries and nuts. Izuku nodded walking over to where Todoroki sat near the fire, picking up some berries and nuts he popped them into his mouth chewing silently.
He was starting to dose off when Todoroki broke the silence. “Tired?” Izuku glanced over at him snapping his eyes open. “Only a bit, used a lot of magic today.” He said yawning again. Todoroki hummed taking a sip of his water skin. “I’ll take first watch then.” He offered eating some of the berries he had picked. Izuku hummed softly taking some nuts. “We don’t have to do that, I’ll just set up some alarm spells around camp. If anything passes by one, I’ll know.” He mumbled stifling another yawn. Todoroki glanced at him curiously. “You sure? Didn’t you say you already used a lot of magic?” He inquired raising a brow. Izuku shook his head. “Don’t worry I’ll be fine.” He reassured smiling brightly. Todoroki paused a moment taking in Izuku’s words. “Well that’s settled then.” He agreed taking a sip from his water skin. A moment of silence passed before he spoke again. “The moon looks really nice tonight…” He whispered his gaze pointed towards the sky. Izuku hummed in agreement looking up as well. “It sure does…” He hummed contently as he stood. “Be right back.” He said before heading off to work on the warning spells.
Shouto watched Midoriya go munching on his food as the other disappeared behind the trees. Glancing at the fire he leaned over a placed more logs into it watching as the embers consumed them. He sighed deeply taking a deep breath. The day had been hectic, seemingly going on and on without pause. Now that they were camping for the night he could finally sit a collect his thoughts. They’ve probably started putting a bounty over our heads, if Midoriya didn’t already have one. Once those start being distributed around the kingdom they were officially criminals. The thought didn’t seem to faze him much. He didn’t feel any regrets for his decision. He just hoped his father wouldn’t take out his rage on his siblings.
Looking up he took a deep breath before letting it out steam misting in the air in front of him. Rustling startled him out of his thoughts as he snapped his head towards the sound. A beat passed before Midoriya came stumbling back looking dead on his feet. “Done…” He slurred stumbling over to where Shouto sat near the fire before slumping down. Shouto followed his movements with his eyes. “You’re exhausted. Come on get some sleep.” He stated simply gently nudging Midoriya’s shoulder. Midoriya blinked at him owlishly before nodding slowly. “Okay…” He mumbled stumbling slightly as he stood making his way to the tent. Shouto stood following Midoriya into the tent.
Once inside he noticed that it was a bit on the small side. But it didn’t really matter much, helping Midoriya to his bedroll he laid down in his own. Midoriya giggled softly as he laid down. “Goodnight Todoroki-kun…” He mumbled before falling asleep. Shouto hummed turning on his side as to not disturb Midoriya before falling asleep himself.