Dedicated to -niinii

"How about this one?" A girl in a blood-red t-shirt asked a tired teenage boy

"Prism no! I'll never wear that. It's way too gaudy." I cried out at the enthusiastic girl who was in her ultra shopping mode.

We are five days into our holidays, with the training camp only a week away Prism decided that it was time I got some new clothes because and I quote 'You wear too much black, they'll think you are villain.'
What is wrong with wearing black all the time and if someone only wears black that doesn't mean they are a villain.

But...she does have a point, none of the clothes I own match the image I have created and an all black ensemble does not really suit the innocent and quirky character I am going for. So that brings me here, at mall during lunch with Prism, trying on outfit after outfit.

Due to the fact she's been forced to act like a girly girl so that she's accepted into our class's ranks, she now has as arsenal of fashion advice and knowledge which frightens even me. She then hands me a sea foam green shirt and short dark pink shorts, I gape at her and she just winks at me.

"Hell no, this'll make me look gay." My face is bright red and she opens her mouth to comment but after I give her a menacing stare that said I'll rip out your entrails with my teeth if you say anything, she keeps quiet for a bit.

"Come on Izuku, you have to choose something. You can't rock up there looking like a Gothic punk or some butler." She comments as I hang the clothing back up.

"You're one to talk." I retort.

You see she was wearing a black sleeveless jacket, black tights, a blood-red T-shirt with a skull on it, a skull bracelet and a black cap that was turned backwards, oh and let's not forget her precious skateboard attached to her back. She flips me off before marching down one of the isles, "Come!" She yells at me. I sigh and trudge after her, longing to be back at the mansion, so I could train or even do paperwork but Hazama kicked me out, saying I needed fresh air because I had been cooped up inside for five days swamped with work.

I've had more meetings this week than I've had this entire month, not that I mind but it's still rather draining but this is even more so.

"Here try this on." She hands me a white T-shirt with a goofy design of a pig on it and some knee-length cotton shorts. This is more like it, silly and full of character. I try it on and come out of the dressing room with a patented bright smile on my face.

"It suits me perfectly." I say triumphantly.

"Great, we now have one outfit for a week-long trip." Sarcasm dripped from her words like bitter honey.

I felt like crying but I composed myself and said "Let's get something eat then we can head to another store." Prism just nods and I pay for the clothes, and we head to the nearest hot dog stand.

We both get classic American Hotdogs, and then we decide to head down to the next clothes shop which was a reject store.

As we were walking I accidentally caught sight of my reflection in a shop window and I started to laugh at my horrific appearance. "What's so funny?" Prism asks and looks at me like I am a mad man.

"No wonder Hazama wanted me to get some air, I look ghastly." My skin was a few shades paler than paper, the bags under my eyes had doubled in size due to all the nightmares, my eyes were dull and my hair was greasy and was nearing almost black in colour. On top of that I was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, black pants and I had put most of my earrings back in.

"I look like a depressed Goth." I chuckle and she just agrees with me. We head into the shop, and we're a lot more successful this time around and come out with three bags, a week's worth of silly looking clothes.

"Deku?" A surprised voice from behind me asks. I cringe and turn around to face a shocked Uraraka, Mina and Tsuyu.

"H-Hey." I sheepishly say and stare down at my feet, resembling a child who's been caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

So awkward.

"Loving the look, though I'd never pin you for the all black, Goth type." Mina instantly lightens the awkward mood and begins to prod at me like I'm some exhibit at a zoo.

"Are those piercings!" She shrieks out excitedly as if she's never seen them before. I guess they forgot about the time they stalked me, convenient.

"Yeah believe it or not this kid even has t-" I jab Prism in the stomach and red creeps up my face. It looks like I'm blushing but I'm actually seriously pissed and Prism knows this so to save her own neck she keeps her mouth shut to make sure I don't go all Queen of Hearts on her and yell off with her head.

"W-What are you guys doing here?" I ask curiously, but I am actually just trying to divert the attention away from me.

"We are shopping for the trip, what about you? Kero." Tsuyu asks her trademark verbal tic reminding us of its existence.

"I am to and Prism here is helping me." I point to the girl behind me who was wearing a shit-eating grin, but she quickly wiped it off her face when she noticed my expression.

"Yeah this guy has no taste in clothing." She quickly adds her own two cents in before she abruptly drags me off to who knows where. I give the girls a dismal wave and try to pry Prism's iron claws off my arm but to no avail.

When we were far away from them, Prism began to lecture me on keeping up my act and being consistent with my character and blah, blah, blah. "Geez okay I'm sorry. I'll make it up don't worry." I pleaded as she dragged me towards my bike, that was parked outside the mall. She finally let me go and pointed at my bike demandingly, I complied and got on, she quickly followed suit. When we were both ready I sped back to my dad's mansion, where we packed, planned and played video games.

And for the first time in years I actually had fun with a real friend.

A/N

A filler chapter but a chapter all the same and besides I really enjoyed writing more about Izuku's and Toru's relationship. 😄