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The Arcana: Cold Tea // Apprentice x Asra (( draft ))
A/N: okay so I know this isnt the type of fanfiction content you guys wanted but- ive been playing the Arcana lately and wow I really needed to write something for it.
The air was still at the dead of night, the moonlight reflecting off the various pendants and gems hanging off the walls to imitate star light.
The small flecks of coloured light was enough to light Asra’s ash coloured eyelashes, his chest softly rising and falling in the rhythm of sweet slumber.
Shifting your position in you and your mentors shared bed, you notice that your conscious wont let you fall asleep as easily and sound-fully as you hoped.
Slowly rising from the bed, you quietly step out of the room, Asra’s comforting warmth leaving your body quicker than you would have hoped.
Stepping down the well worn stairs, trying your best not to make any floorboards squeak, you stare back at the many eyes glancing at you from the windowsill.
You smile at the familiar sight of Asra’s ceramic figures, their glossy coats illuminated by the light dwelling outside.
Stepping through the door frame of the kitchen, wonderful smells of spices and herbs take over your senses, and Asra’s comforting aura is still prominent around the kitchen.
He’d spend so much time here, no matter what you said. He always would come with witty and logical excuses you couldn’t claim as false.
‘Im just testing a new recipe out, (apprentice). I’ll be there soon.’
‘You were out for so long, I felt like you needed something to refresh yourself with.’
‘Im just peckish at the moment. Would you like some?’
It was obvious he only spent so much time because he had a passion for the pass-time.
Or maybe it was because he enjoyed the sensation of being able to have such a heart warming moment with you? You’d never really known.
Effortlessly summoning a small flame at the tip of your finger, you lit the lantern that hung from the ceiling, orange and purple lighting up every corner of the room.
Slowly opening a well worn cupboard covered in your masters intricate designs, you searched rows of strange medical and mythical brews and herbs, until your hands rested on a bottle with a gold label. It read, ‘Hibiscus Flowers’.
You took a moment to marvel at Asra’s sweet and perfectly curved handwriting, popping the brown cork off the bottle.
You shook 4 hibiscus flowers into your hands, their shape perfectly curled as if asleep. Pouring hot water into a vibrant patterned tea pot, you dropped the flowers into the steaming water, sinking right to the bottom.
“Asra might want some in the morning.”
You smiled at the thought of him. You didn’t know, yet a feeling of exciting warmth filled your chest in fluttery jitters.
Your calm was quickly and abruptly disturbed when a frantic looking Faust shot across the table, wrapping herself around your hand, shaking the cup of tea in the process.
“Faust? Why are you awake so late?”
The violet familiar flicked her forked tongue in distress.
‘Distress!’
Faust didn’t really mouth any words, but her call resonated clearly in your head.
“Distress? What happened?”
‘Asra! Worried!’
An unreadable feeling quickly replaced the pleasant feeling in your heart, and you suddenly felt as if you needed to act. Move.
“Asra? What did he-“
A sudden thud followed by a striking smash jumped your heart. Now you knew what that feeling was. Raw fear and irrational worry.
“(apprentice)?”
Asra’s chillingly shaken voice and faltered aura rose several hairs at the back of your neck in pure stress. His voiced seem low and quiet, as if he was just crying. You wanted to rush up the stairs, but something was stopping you from dashing from your spot.
“(a-apprentice)!”
This time around, his voice was significantly raised, and his aura faltered completely. His voice came across as distressed, almost- scared. In need of comfort. It chilled you to hear him in such a state, he was usually so calm and sure of himself.
Suddenly your feet gave way, knocking over your hot cup of tea, the flowers spilling over the counter. Faust followed you up the creaking stairs, the end of her tail flicking frantically back and forth as if she was as worried as you were.
“Asra? Im coming!”
Rounding the corner, your breath catches in your throat as you stare upon the scene in front of you in shock.
, words getting chocked in your throat as you gaze upon the scene.
Asra is there, leaning idly against the foot of the bed, his bloodied hand slowly staining the edge of the sheets. His chest rises and falls rapidly in a rather anxious pattern, sweat beading from his forehead. A single broken lamp lays in front of your feet.
“A-Asra what- what happened?”
Your voice comes out as a soft whisper, hastily grabbing a rogue cloth at the corner of the room, slowly wrapping it around Asra’s hand.
“I-I panicked when I didnt... didnt see you next to me... god im, so sorry.”
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Today, Izuku Midoriya had decided to take a different way home than he normally would. This route was different. It was prettier and scenic, and Izuku felt as if he needed to get some things of his chest. Most of all, he needed time to put his worries to bed.
He stepped out of the school, head down in deep thought, gripping the straps of his signature yellow bag tighter. The farther he walked, the deeper his thoughts and steps went. By the time he was passing the station, he had already forgotten how many steps he had taken. His brows furrowed as a train track blocked his steps. The gates were down as the train past by. It blew past him, green hair swaying in the wind, leaves dancing across the cloud stricken evening sky. e
He was worried about school (as usual)
He was worried about All Might (as usual)
Although, there was one thing on his mind that was rather unusual. Izuku was worried about Tsuyu. Tsuyu had seemed really upset about something the past few days, it was hard not to notice since Izuku was so observant. One of the small things that he had noticed was that Tsuyu had started avoiding Ochako for some reason, and they were normally seen together as they were the best of friends. Izuku thought that Ochako would have noticed it by now, but she claimed that she only thought Tsuyu was spending some 'time away'. He had also noticed Tsuyu slip out of the classroom several times at lunch break when Mina and Tooru where raging on about something fun and spectacular, and she would normally walk out with a face of boredom. Though it is a very well known fact that the frog had (most of the time) a fixed expression, but Izuku could recognise the hesitation in her eyes. Sometimes, Izuku would end up looking for her, and in the end finding Tsuyu dozing off on one of the benches somewhere around the school. Most of the time, she would either wake up or he had to wait for her, seeming as if it was his duty to bring her back to the classroom on time.
The thing that worried Izuku the most was her sudden change in honorifics. She would normally go around calling him 'Midoriya-chan' but that had changed for the past week, and she started being more formal and calling him 'Midoriya-san' or just leaving honorifics out completely. Izuku was clearly shocked by this, and he really wanted to know what was going on so he could help her out in any way possible.
He mentally sighed. 'guess I have to go talk to her... I hope she wont mind.'
'plip'.
A drop of cold water cascaded down from his forehead, making him look up to the sky.
'plip. plip. plip.'
slowly but surely, the sky started to grow dark with electric blue clouds, letting out a slow drizzle of rain.
"A-Ah!! Its raining!!"
'good thing I brought an umbrella. Thanks mom!'
Izuku pulled out a folded, plain looking, see through umbrella from his yellow backpack, extending it and hovering it underneath the rain drops above him. The ground underneath him grew dry as the glass like droplet fell from the hood of his umbrella.
Izuku's pace got quicker the faster the rain fell. though the rain was intense, the skies were still clear and bright, which was a rare phenomenon for the green haired boy to be experiencing.
Izuku walked past houses by the river. He walked past vending machines full of hot and cold drinks alike. He walked past the setting sun. Though, nothing could compare to who he saw along the way.
His eyes widened as he stumbled across an open grassy plain.
A certain green haired girl was sitting in the middle of the plain, shimmering droplets of rain cascading down her bow tied hair. Her head was shifted upwards, taking in the embrace of the cold rain.
Izuku stood there for a while, not knowing how to react. Though the rain was cold, he could feel his cheeks heat up. His heart rate began to grow faster. Not often would he feel this way about someone. Though, he never really knew what love meant.
He started to hesitate over his next actions, debating silently in his head if he should approach Tsuyu or let her be. He tightened his grip on his umbrella and took a deep breath, stepping forward.
'All I know is that Tsuyu is in need of someone, someone who can help her. Someone who can stand by her side and listen to everything she has to say. I can be that someone!'
Izuku slowly paced forward, making sure not to startle Tsuyu. She seemed like she was at peace, he didnt want to disturb that peace.
Taking one more breath, Izuku softly placed his hand on top of Tsuyu's shoulder. The said girl seemed a little shocked, rapidly turning around to catch a glimpse of the person who had confronted her.
"Midoriya?"
Izuku flashed a sheepish smile, lowering his umbrella down to hover it over her head. His jacket slowly became soaked by the bitter rain, but he didn't mind. As long as Tsuyu doesn't catch a cold, he doesnt care. He always was reckless after all.
Tsuyu's eyes widened at the situation before her, rain droplets slowly making its way down the sides of her face. She turned her head to look down, expression full of thought.
"Why- why are you here?"
Tsuyu's previous remark had caught Izuku by surprise, shocked by Tsuyu's sudden reserved manner. Normally the teal haired girl would openly say whatever was on her mind, no double takes. He frowned a bit and slowly moved over to Tsuyu's side, sitting down next to her in the cold evergreen grass. He slowly loosened the grip on his umbrella, resting it against his soaked shoulder still covering the two of them from the calm rain.
Izuku looked at her again, this time giving her a knowing smile. He knew how hard it was to open up about feelings. This time he received a different reaction, one that was longing.
"Midoriya, you know I always say what's on my mind."
Izuku just simply nodded, more water falling from his abnormally curly green hair. Tsuyu slowly placed her hand on top of Izuku's scarred one, causing him to flinch a little.
She sighed, refusing to meet with Izuku's eyes. The next thing she said was completely unexpected.
"Izuku-chan, I think I like you."
The said boy just sat there, staring into Tsuyu's large eyes, letting what she said sink into him. His eyes widened as he realized what she meant, quickly recoiling in a huge blush, causing the umbrella to fall from his shoulder exposing the two to the rain.
His shocked face completely contrasted tsuyu's calm and collected face. She wasn't afraid anymore. She didnt want these unwanted feelings to eat at her heart anymore. She would face these problems head on, just as she always did. Tsuyu Asui loved Izuku 'deku' Midoriya.
Izuku didn't know what to say, nor what to do. He wanted to help Tsuyu out, yet love was something he was rather unfarmiliar with. Sighing, he tried to reply.
"I-I d-dont kn-now what t-to say..."
Tsuyu carried on staring at izuku in a relaxed manner, urging him to tell her the truth. After some thought, Izuku knew what to say.
He moved his free hand over tsuyu's, looking into her eyes underneath the cold rain.
"I... I'm not sure if I can return your feelings tsuyu-"
"Thats ok. Thats fine."
Izuku looked on in confusion, mentally scolding himself for saying something wrong.
All tsuyu did was give izuku one of the warmest smiles she has ever gave, and slowly started to stand up. She walked away slowly, Izuku watching.
"its alright if you can't say the same."
And with that she walked away.
Yet she stopped.
She felt the warm embrace of a hand holding, telling her to come back. Shocked, she turned around to meet its owner.
"Tsuyu pleasd don't leave. I didn't mean it in that way... I meant, maybe, just maybe, I could learn how to return your feelings."
Her eyes widened a bit, not expected that answer. After a while, she smiled. She understood now.
Izuku may not be an expert on romantic feelings, yet he knew that deep down, he admired the girl in front of him greatly. He didn't know why, he couldnt answer how. All he knew is that he wanted to take this opportunity.
Out of sheer delight, tsuyu jumped at Izuku, hugging him. Izuku could feel the nervousness bubble inside him, but thats fine. He began to enjoy this feeling. He slowly hugged her back, still trying to get used to these new feelings.
Without warning, tsuyu kissed izuku on the cheek, leaving him as a blushing mess. He quickly let go of tsuyu, bringing his scarred hands up to his red face. All she could do was laugh.
"I- I think... I really like you Tsuyu. I re-really do."
Giggilling, she moved over from her spot in the wet flowers to rest her forehead on his own, smiling.
"Me too."
They stayed like that for a while, blue flowers dancing in the cold wind.
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×bonus!×
Izuku nervously took tsuyu's hand in his, flustered. The two stood in front of the polished brown doors of 1-A. Today was the day they were going to reveal their relationship to the class. Nervously blushing, they slowly walked in, hand in hand.
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