Part IV 

You had a energy quirk, with slight healing powers. You could heal some pain or restore energy at the cost of your own. It was minor, but still. You were so grateful for it at the moment.

'I can heal you ', you say to Kacchan. You close your eyes and concentrate. Then you open them and cup Kacchan's cheek in your hand. You stroke his face with your index finger, moving lower and lower. He was starting to look more and more like a tomato. You restrained yourself from giggling. He looked mildly surprised. 

Your finger went lower and lower, until it was on his chest. You closed your eyes again, but this time just to enjoy the moment. It took every ounce of self-restraint not to grin. Kacchan cleared his throat. You opened your eyes, and found that Kacchan was blushing furiously. 

'Can't keep your hands off me, can you? ', he smirked, but you could tell he was embarrassed, though probably not more than you. ' I-I didn't realise.', you stammer. 'Well, it's bedtime. ', he says and hops onto the bed. He takes off his shirt and trousers, wearing only his boxers, and lay down. 'You gonna keep staring or what? ',he said, and you blush again. You try not to think of how sexy he looked laying there like that, almost naked. You go into the washroom and changed into your pajamas. 

After you both are in bed, you turn the light off. Trying to get comfortable, you shift to a different position. Your hand suddenly touches his. It was a very awkward moment. Without withdrawing your hand, you say, 'Um, Kacchan, why are you so mean to everyone at school? ' 'Because they're a bunch of duffers. ', he says in the dark. 'Well, why aren't you mean to me? ',you ask, trying to sound innocent. You could feel him going red. 'Well, firstly, you're not a duffer. Secondly, you're not scared of the fact I could bash your pretty face in any time I like, ' he says, looking for a logical answer. 

' Bash my... my pretty what? ', you say, thinking you misunderstood. He shuffled a bit, but didn't move his hand. 'I meant that, well, FINE, you are pretty, but that's not the point. ' he says. 'Oh. Does that mean you, um, like me? ', you say. 

How could such a rapid change have been brought about so quick? It was the only the second day you met. The first day, he was literally screaming at you. What happened then? Not that you were complaining.

'Well, u-uhm, no, I mean, not like that, I mean... ', he broke off and sighed. 'I'll just be honest, okay? I freaking like you. I liked you for the past few years, '

Your eyes were open in shock. 'What do you mean, few years? I've been at this school for all of two days.', you say. 'I knew you wouldn't remember me. You went to Junior High before, and you weren't in my class. I grew to develop a... liking to you, and when you left a few months back, all my hopes had been dashed. And yet, here you are, and I like you as much as ever. I'm not trying to be sentimental or shit, but...  oh God, it's so hard to talk to you. I like you. That's it. Are you happy now? ' Kacchan says, stumbling and stuttering. You rolled over to face him, and held his hand tight. He looked at you, waiting for a reply. 

'Kacchan, it's not like you to like someone. I mean, how do I put it? Your personality and everything. ' He sighs. ' I don't know, OK (Name). I've never felt like this before. And laying here in bed, next to you, is the best feeling in the world. ', he says softly. 'Just-tell-me-if-you-like-me-back-or-not, will you? ', he says rapidly. 'Kacchan, I like you too. Laying with you is the best feeling for me too. I like you. ', you say, almost whispering. You hear him sigh in relief. You extend your left hand and put it over him, a bit unsure of his reaction. 

'What are you doing? ', he asked. You withdraw your hand. 'I-Its nothing. '

'Hey, (Name). I never said I didn't like it. ', he says softly. 

He put his arm on you. He was about a head taller than you. He put your hand on his naked back, and bury yourself in his neck. You feel him smile. You fall asleep in each other's arms, your hands wound together. In that moment, it was only you and him, and nothing else. 

Little did you know, he was thinking the same thing. 

~The End~