Chapter Eight
(A/N I finally registered that I haven't explained the situation so we're uh- inserting it in this chapter, sorry if this story seems all over the place. 😅)
"What?"
Midoriya held his hoodie sleeves, "How would it be your fault?"
"How could it not be!"
Izuku looked at Todoroki, "Can I talk to just him..?" He mumbled.
Todoroki nodded after a few seconds, before leaving down the hallway.
"Kacchan? Todoroki left, can I come in?"
The lock on the door made a click, Bakugou unlocked it but made no move to open it.
Midoriya reaches over and opened it, walking in.
"It wasn't you, you know."
"Then what was it?" He spoke harshly but quietly.
Midoriya looked at the ground, "Uh.. this is hard to say.. my dad got out of jail this weekend."
"What?" He looked up at him.
"He was arrested when we were kids.. they released him cause of overcrowding..." Midoriya fiddled with his sleeves.
"You said he was on a research team and away for work.." Katsuki looked at Midoriya, "But he was in prison?"
"Yeah..." He avoided eye contact.
"Why?"
"Huh?" Izuki looked up but didn't meet his eyes.
"Why was he arrested? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you lie?"
"I didn't want you to know what he did.." he looked at the floor, "It was around when you got your quirk when you would have fun with me. You didn't deserve the trouble, you still don't."
"What did he do?" Katsuki was now in front of Izuku, concern, and fear covering his face.
"He.. uh.." He stared at the ground, "He would burn mom."
"What?" Katsuki spoke deathly quiet.
"He had a small fire quirk, and he would burn mom, I always told him to hurt me instead when it happened.. he never did.. til I was diagnosed quirkless.." he looked at his hands. "Then it was only me.."
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Two days ago 11:46
Izuku Midoriya.
A green-haired, optimistic, fanboy, the future hero who could save people with a smile on his face, was only a little kid when it happened.
But so was Shoto Todoroki and he was still experiencing it.
So why did he deserve to be saved and Todoroki didn't?
He didn't.
That's why he was experiencing it now.
He looked at his torso and red burn of a handprint covering his side. He dabbed at his side with a wet towel and winced. Izuku look at the rest of him, smaller but not necessarily small burns covering the rest on his torso and stomach. He knew if he were to look at his back then he would see more.
Midoriya thought at first, he could go to Recovery Girl.
But she was a hero, that was against the rules.
The Rules; are the list of requirements Hasashi Midoriya created in order to not get caught.
And if one was broken, that would be two more handprints on Inko.
The rules included but were not limited to; no contacting the police or heroes, no attacking or fighting back, no complaining, no speaking to other people about it, and no speaking about him coming home.
Midoriya was in the bathroom now, he had stopped by today as per usual since his father's arrival, which was another rule, he had to come by every day.
Whenever he walked through the door he was assaulted with the same words and flames he had known from his childhood.
He was currently tending to his wounds before he returned to his dorms. Just like the day before, and before that.
Izuku wrapped his torso in bandages and put his uniform back on. He sighed looking in the mirror. Hisashi always had one rule made for himself; Avoid the face.
He checked his face, tear stains and puffy eyes being the only thing out of place. (Not that Midoriya doesn't cry seventy percent of the time, canonically)
'Crying? Really? You're supposed to save with a smile, right? Don't be a wimp.' He frowned remembering his father's words. They were true. He was a wimp, he was a disappointment when it came to becoming a hero.
He sighed, and left the bathroom, trying to ignore the toxic thoughts he had been pushing back for years.
He looked to the side to see Inko's room door closed.
As expected, she had been in there since he first visited, he had seen her but never outside the room, only through the crack of the door when it was occasionally open.
"I'm heading back to the dorms, dad!"
"Remember the rules, crybaby, now get out of here!" He half yelled from the couch as Midoriya left.
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Katsuki was holding Izuku.
A crying Midoriya was in his arms.
Yet again he was unknowing what to do.
Midoriya had stopped replying to him and broke down.
"Should I Get Todoroki?"
Midoriya shook his head, clinging to his childhood friend.
Bakugou nodded, "What happened Izuku.."
He cried harder.
Okay. Bad question.
Katsuki didn't really know how to deal with a crying person.
He looked at Midoriya, "Do you want to sit down?"
Midoriya nodded and Bakugou sat him down on the bed, sitting next to him, turned towards him.
They stayed like that for a bit, Midoriya's crying calming down a bit, and when Izuku seemed to be able to focus on other things, he reached into the hoodie pocket, pulling out an envelope.
Bakugou furrowed his brow.
"Izuku?"
He took out the pages and started reading it. Katsuki looked at it and read over his shoulder.
"Who wrote this?" He wasn't upset about the letter, just confused, who was it, the person that texted him and Todoroki? Who is that person? How do they know Midoriya?
Midoriya shrugged, "I don't know.. but it helps.. I got it in the mail this morning, I don't know who wrote it but.." he sniffled, "I wanna meet them."
"Someone woke IcyHot and I up last night.. with a phone call, before texting us instructions.. do you think?" Katsuki thought aloud.
"They called..." Midoriya looked conflicted and looked at the letter part of the pages, "Midoriya-Kun..."
"Someone called me last night too, asked me questions about myself. I had just hung up before you guys...." He looked at the list again. He smiled, "Whoever wrote this letter... who made those calls, they're a hero."
Katsuki agreed.
Midoriya looked at Bakugou, "Kacchan. Thank you." He smiled
"Why're you thanking me?"
"Cause you're also my hero, right? You caught me with Todoroki. You went up to the roof even if it might've been a trap. You and him, Kacchan, you guys are my heroes too." As he finished he felt Katsuki wrap his arms around him.
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