"What the hell are you talking about Soy Sause?!" I looked at him. Ashido and Eijirou were peeking through the bathroom doorway, watching everything unfold.

  "That day he was taken," He managed to say through sniffles and tears, "We were chilling in my room. He said that he needed to get something from his room. I offered to go with but he told me that he'd be back." He chuckled, looking back at the memory. "He kissed me and when he pulled away, he had the biggest grin on his face." He looked almost normal- if he didn't have make-up streams running down his face that is. His smile faded and he started to cry harder. "Now I'll never be able to see him again."

  Ashido walked in and wrapped her arms around him. "It's okay Sero. Let it all out." Eijirou sat on the other side of Sero, holding a box of tissues.

  Sero sat there for a while, letting everything out. He screamed some things and mumbled others. I'm sure that if nobody knew what happened to Pikachu, they would be complaining.

  "I wish I stopped him, or went with him. I wanted to hold onto him forever." Sero started before he clenched a tissue in his fist. "Why is the world so cruel?!"

  "Things happen for a reason Sero. We just have to work out this reason." Ashido tried to comfort him.

  He ignored her. "We just got together! We just started to come out to the rest of the class! Now that's all gone!" He was calming down a little, but he was still yelling.

  "Tape Dispenser, calm down a little." I told him. I must've struck a nerve or something because he started to lash out at me.

  "And you! I bet that you planned this all out! You wanted people to suffer!" Sero pointed at me.

  I stared at him. "You think that I wanted Pikachu to die?! You think that I wanted you a mopey mess?!" I felt hurt that he would accuse me of that.

  "You were never the one to display feelings! You probably planned all of this out! I don't even know why Kirishima even likes you! You're awful!" He yelled at me, anger lacing his voice like vemon.

  "He-Hey, let's not throw around the blame." Eijirou told us, trying to stop our arguing.

  "You were jealous of our relationship!" Sero yelled at me.

  "At least I'm the one who has one now!" I yelled back. I immidiatly regretted it. "Sero, I didn't me-" I didn't finish. Sero lunged at me.

  He started to attack me, grabbing anything around us to hit me with. I growled and fought back.

  He kept punching the same spots on my face. I pushed him off and attacked him, without using mt quirk so I didn't set Ashido's room on fire.

  "You hate all of us! Why is Kirishima the exception?!" Sero yelled. He threw a pillow at me.

  "I don't hate any of you!" I threw a blanket on top of him.

  "Guys! Stop it!" Ashido pulled Sero off of me and Eijirou pulled me away from him. We were both squirming to attack the other. "Fighting won't solve anything!"

  "Yeah, Ashido is right." Eijirou said.

  I pulled my arms away from Eijirou and sat there for a second. Sero did the same thing. We sat there for a second.

  "How come these things always happen when I plan sleepovers?" Ashido spoke with a small chuckle. She was obviously trying to lighten the mood.

  Suddenly, Eijirou started laughing. "Bad things almost always happen at your sleepovers."

  "I know!" She responded. I smiled and Sero chuckled a little too.

  "Sero, I didn't mean saying that. I was angry that you blamed me." I explained.

  He just nodded. "I'm sorry for blaming you. I just wish things were different with everything that has happened." He had a tint of sadness in his eyes and his voice didn't sound the cheeriest.

  "I wish we were able to save Kaminari." Ashido looked down. Sero and I did the same. "I'll never forget him."

  "I have an idea." We all looked at Eijirou. "Does anyone have paint?"

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  We all woke up in the common room from gasps. I opened my eyes and looked to see most of our class was awake. I glared at them and sat up, forgetting why I was in the common room until my eyes laid on the wall. I smiled a little, happy to see what we've done.

  "Did you guys do this last night?" Ochaco asked.

  "Who else would Round Face?" I rolled my eyes and strolled into the kitchen for breakfast. I couldn't help but sneak glances at the wall.

  We spent all night painting the wall in honor of Pikachu. It wasn't anything special. The was was the color of his hair with a single black lightning strike in the center. It had 'In loving Memory of Denki Kaminari' in the lower corner with the date that he was killed. We kept running out of yellow paint and we had to return to the hardware store around a thousand times. Who knew painting walls would be so time consiming?

  "Hey." I turned my head and saw Sero. "Thanks for helping with the wall."

  I tched. "Yeah, yeah. I did it so you'd stop moping." It was partly true but it wasn't the whole reason. I looked back at the wall. There were a few peices of tape dangling from the ceiling. We had to use it to paint the top of the wall. "Go clean your tape and I'll finish breakfast." I ordered. He nodded and left me alone to finish.

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  Days have gone by and Sero is finally returning back to normal. He's smiling more and acting like he was before this whole fiasco, but there are times when I would find him sleeping in a sitting potition, staring at the wall. I would wake him and he'd talk about nightmares. Honestly, I'd think that he suffered the most from what happened.

  "Hey Sero, wanna go eat with us?" Ashido asked.

  "Sure. Are we bringing our scooters?" He asked.

  "Yep!" Ashido smiled.

  "Thank god. I thought that my scooter would rot in my dorm room." I went to the elevator with Eijirou and Sero. When it came to our floor, Eijirou and I went to his room first.

  He started to rummage around in drawers. "It feels so long since we went on a scooter ride. I forgot where I had my sunglasses." He smiled.

  I looked on his nightstand and saw his sunglasses there. I walked towards it to grab them. "Here the a-"

  "Don't look in there!" He yelled while his hand was outstretched.

  I smirked. "In here?" I pointed to the nightstand drawer. He nodded. I reached over to open the drawer but Eijirou tackled me onto the bed. I laughed. "What is so bad in there that I can't see?"

  "It's-uhh," He scratched his neck. "Le-let's go." He got up and grabbed his sunglasses and scooter. The second his back was turned, I opened the drawer and saw a a journal. "He-Hey!" He reached over and shut the drawer.

  "What the hell is in that journal?" I chuckled.

  "It-It's my writing journal. No-Now let's go." He grabbed my wrist and we walked to my room.

  "You write? I didn't know that. What do you write about."

  "I-It's nothing. It's all cringy anyways." He shook his head and I dropped the subject.

  When we went into my room, I grabbed my scooter. "Let's go.

  "What's in your drawer?" He asked.

  "Open it to find out." I smirked and looked at him.

  "Ne-Nevermind. Let's go." He looked flustered. We went downstairs and waited for the others.

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  We waited around for Ashido. Suddenly, she bursted through the elavator doors. "Let's roll boys!" She smiled and rode through the entrance.

  We all followed her. I wheeled next to Eijirou while Sero was next to Ashido. It was peaceful.

  Ashido stopped next to a small café. I noticed that Sero was staring at a small table outside. Ashido patted his back and they whispered about something. He nodded and Ashido tossed her head towards us. "Wanna eat here? They have those fancy mini sandwiches."

  "Sure!" Eijirou said happily. Ashido walked to a table. Sero looked at the table.

  "You okay?" Ashido asked Sero. He nodded and sat down. Something definitly happened here.

  "I don't know about you guys but I'm going to order a milkshake." Ashido smiled.

  "I'm getting my own this time." Sero smiled.

  "What the hell are you talking about?!" I looked at them. Theu just laughed. I noticed that Sero's eyes were glossed over. "Sero?"

  "I'm fine, really. This place holds some memories, that's all." He wiped his eyes.

  "What happened here?" Eijirou tilted his head.

  "I confessed to Kaminari here." He laughed. "We got kicked out for causing a ruckus."

  Ashido laughed with him. "We were trying to get him together with Kaminari, so I flirted with Sero, trying to make Kaminari jealous." She paused for a second to try to stop laughing. "Kaminari was clueless."

  "Yeah. Ashido even kissed my cheek!" Sero chuckled sadly. "I miss him."

  "Hey! Random subject change! What do y'all want to order?" Ashido insisted.

  "Uhh, I'll have some mini sandwiches." Eijirou said.

  "Imma assume everyone wants mimi sandwiches." Ashido asked. We all nodded. "Let's order the platter them. Now, what do y'all want to drink?"

  "Chocolate Milkshake." Eijirou said.

  "Same here." Sero agreed.

  "I'll have a Lemonade." I answered.

  "Wow, being the odd one out." Ashido joked.

  I just rolled my eyes.

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  A while later, after we finished our food, we were strolling home. Sero was talking to Ashido about the last time they were here with Pikachu. It was the first time Sero looked happy while talking about Kaminari. Then a thought came zooming into my mind. Did Ashido choose that place on purpose? I look at her. She looked innocent. Too innocent. I decide that she did this on purpose.

  "Man, tomorrow we have that test in English. I'm going to fail." Eijirou flopped down onto the couch.

  "Nope, let's go." I walked over and grabbed him by the shirt before pulling him away to my room in one swift motion.

  He sits on my bed. "Study date?" He smiled.

  "Yep." I grabbed my book and sat down next to him.

  "What's in your drawer?" He asked again.

  "I told you, open it to find out." I smirked. I didn't have anything 'bad' in there, just embarrasing pictures, but if I acted like this then he wouldn't open the drawer. That's what I thought anyways.

  He stared at me for a little bit. He looked like he was weighing his options. Then he shrugged. "Okay." He went over to open it.

  "Oi, nevermind. Let's study." I tried to get his mind off of the drawer.

  This only made him more curious. "You just sa-"

  "And now I'm saying let's study." I told him.

  He spends too much time around me. He grinned and opened the drawer before I could react. He gasped and pulled out a photo album.

  "Two can play at that game." I sprung off of my bed and darted to his room. I grabbed his journal and started to flip through it. I noticed that the first page had a recent date. As I flipped through it, I noticed that all of them had dates. Before I could read any of it, he jumped up and snatched it out of my hands.

  "Nooo." He put it away and walked back. "We need to study."

  "Oh, now you want to study?" I grinned. He nodded. "Alright but I want to look through your journal at some point. Is it like a diary?"

  "Well, more like a place where I write down the dreams I've had. Anyways, let's study." He said, trying to get off of the subject.

  I kissed him. Alright. I'll drop this subject just for you." I smiled at him. We laced our hands together and studied until dark. He's going to ace that test.

  A.N- This is the end of the book. I've enjoyed writing it and I'm kind of sad to stop but I think that it ended on a good note :D. Anyways, thank you for tuning in.

               -Red_Riot