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Eijirou and Izuku were getting strangely close. Everyone had taken a notice to it. The boys seemed to get along well, both having similar personalities and morals. It wasn't a shock that they had finally become friends.

Katsuki, Izuku's current boyfriend, didn't like it though. And when he didn't like something, Izuku was in for a world of hurt. Literally.

Katsuki and Izuku had been dating for a few months. Their relationship was never sunshine and daisies. Izuku had been bullied into it, and was abused throughout. But Izuku, being Izuku, didn't have the heart to leave or get Katsuki in trouble. Not that he could simply leave.

Leaving, would piss him off. Izuku knew better than to piss Katsuki off. He had scares to attest to it. The only way out was to get him in trouble, which wasn't high on Izuku's list of priorities.

"Where the fuck were you?" Katsuki asked Izuku. The smaller boy had been working on a project that he and Eijirou were partnered up for. Katsuki knew that, not that he seemed to care.

"I told you, I had to work with Kirishima today." Izuku explained, walking further into Katsuki's dorm. Since they had started dating, he had been spending more and more time in Katsuki's room, rather than his own. It seemed to please Katsuki in some way, and Izuku wasn't in any position to say no.

"Don't get sassy with me, I'm not in the fucking mood right now." Katsuki said, throwing the notebook that was in his hand, onto the bed and looking up at his boyfriend.

Izuku didn't say anything else. Katsuki was already pissed, which would mean at least one new bruise for Izuku. He wasn't about to push his luck and make it worse than it needed to be.

Katsuki sighed as he looked to his, now scared, boyfriend. "C'mere." He instructed, motioning for Izuku to sit with him on his bed.

Izuku hesitantly made his way towards the blonde, who's arms were open. He sat down and was pulled into his chest. "You know I love you, right?" Katsuki whispered to him.

Izuku nodded his head, although he wasn't sure he did. Was this love? Fearing your partner to the point you make any excuse to not see them? Leaving their room every morning with new bruises? Becoming so depressed it was hard to see the point anymore?

"Good. Now, what the hell were you doing with shitty hair?" Katsuki asked, becoming angry.

Izuku sat up quickly, turning to face his pissed off boyfriend. "We worked on our project! That's all." He explained, for what seemed like, the millionth time that day. He had needed to tell Katsuki before he had gone as well.

"Like hell that's all you fucking did." He growled, pushing Izuku off of him.

The force was enough to knock him off the bed. He pushed his back off the ground so he could keep Katsuki in his sights. He knew he might have to run. It was always a possiblity, though it had never come to that yet. After a few slaps and pushes, he'd usually calm down.

"I swear Kacchan! Nothing happened." Izuku pleaded as Katsuki got up and grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him up to his feet.

He dropped his shirt and grabbed his neck, successfully cutting off his air way. "You're a shitty liar, Deku." He sneered as Izuku clawed at his hand, tryign to breath again.

He held him there for nearly minute, using bruising force, before throwing him back again. This time he ran right into the wall, sliding down it as he grabbed his throat, taking in big gulps of air. He had to try and even out his breathing again.

It hurt to touch his neck and he knew he would have an ugly bruise there. He didn't know how he would possibly be able to hide it.

"K-Kacchan, I promise you, nothing happened between me and Kirishima." He tried again. He needed to convince the other boy, before he did any serious damage.

His voice only seemed to agitate Katsuki more. He gritted his teeth as he turned back around and kicked Izuku right in the ribs. The poor boy doubled over in pain, clutching his abdomen. He had felt something snap and assumed that he had broken a rib.

"Stop fucking lying! You're cheating on me, after everything I've done for you!" Katsuki yelled. He didn't seem to care if any of their classmates heard.

Something in Izuku seemed to finally crack. Whether it was from all of his training, or his newfound friendships, he wasn't sure, but he knew that he didn't deserve this.

"What have you done for me?! You've bullied and abused me all my life, claiming it's love! I don't know what's wrong with your fucked up head, but breaking my ribs isn't love, you absolute psycho!" Izuku yelled, but instantly regretted it.

Katsuki was incredibly silent as he stared down at the broken boy. Izuku knew he had two seconds to get to his feet and get the hell out of that dorm before he was dead.

With the last ounce of strength he had left, he powered up One For All, and zipping out of the dorm as fast as his battered body would allow and then some. He heard an explosion behind him, and knew he had seriously fucked up this time.

Thankfully he just needed to get one door over.

He didn't bother to knock, knowing that there wasn't enough time. He ran right into Eijirou's room, startling the red head who had just gotten back as well.

"Midoriya? What's wrong- What the hell happened to you?!" He asked hurriedly as Izuku clapsed, holding his side. Eijirou could see the bruise on his neck and could guess that he had a broken rib.

"I-I said something and n-now- now he's really mad. K-Kiri- Kiri I need help." He said, tears starting to fall from his eyes.

It broke Eijirou's heart to see the boy he had grown so fond of, breaking down in front of him. He only needed one guess to figure out who had done it. He had been suspicious of Izuku and Katsuki's relationship for awhile, but didn't pry. Now, he's fears were confirmed.

Be quickly locked his door before kneeling down next to Izuku. "What happened Zuku?" It was a nickname he had recently given him, but he was careful not to call him by it in front of his agressive boyfriend. Now he was just worried about comforting him in anyway he could.

"He's mad that we've been hanging out. He thinks I'm cheating." Izuku explained, wincing when Eijirou touched the fresh, but darkening, bruise on his neck.

"Did he- did he do this?" He asked, needed confirmation before he beat Katsuki to a bloody pulp.

Izuku didn't answer verbally, but his face said it all. Eijirou was almost shaking, he was so angry. "How long?" He asked.

"What?"

"How long has he been hitting you?" He clarified, hoping this was the first time.

Izuku looked down, ashamed of his answer. "Our whole relationship." He whispered.

Eijirou took in a sharp breath of air. Before he could respond, there was a pounding on his dorm door. Izuku let out a squeak, clutching onto Eijirou's arm.

They both stood up and Eijirou was careful to keep Izuku behidn him. He handed the green haired boy his phone, "Call Denki. He's downstairs in the common room. Tell him to get his ass up here with as many people as he can get." He gently nudged Izuku towards his bathroom. "Lock the door and don't open it until I tell you to, okay Zuku? Can you do that for me?" He asked him in a hurried, but soft tone. He didn't want to scare him more than he already was.

Izuku nodded his head and went into the bathroom, locking the door and dailing Kaminari's number, praying that he'd help soon.

Eijirou took a deep breath to calm his nerves and went to answer his door. He needed to play it cool.

"Hey Bakubro, what's up?" He asked, a forced smile on his face. Just looking at Katsuki made him sick. How could someone do something to a literal angel?

"Where's Deku? Don't bullshit me, I know the fucker ran here." He growled, trying to push past his 'friend', but Eijirou had activated his quirk and wasn't letting Katsuki into his room.

"You need to leave dude. Before you piss me off even more than you've already managed to." Eijirou said, dropping his friendly act.

Katsuki almost got whiplash from his sudden mood change. "What the fuck did you just say to me shitty hair?" He asked him angrily.

"Leave. Now. Before I beat the shit out of you." Eijirou clarified.

"I'd like to see you try." Katsuki challenged, pushing him again, trying to get into his dorm.

That was all the incentive Eijirou needed to sucker punch him right in the jaw, making him nearly fall back.

Katsuki straightened up and wiped blood away from his lip. Eijirou had his quirk activated when he punched, it was a wonder Katsuki was still consious after that hit.

Before he could retaliate, there were a herd of footsteps running down the hall as their class showed up in record time.

Katsuki was wrapped in Sero's tape in ten seconds flat. Eijirou smirked at the fact his class was on his side. "You guys keep an eye on him until a teacher get's here." He instructed, going over to his bathroom.

Iida nodded, already planning on it. Izuku was one of his best friends, and after he had heard from Kaminari that Katsuki had hit him, he was livid. He was a tad bit upset he hadn't been able to get a hit in before he was restrained.

Eijirou lightly knocked on the bathroom door. "Zuku? It's me, you can unlock the door now." He said, just loud enough so his voice could be heard through the wood. The door was open seconds later and small arms were thrown around Eijirou's neck as all of Izuku's body weight was thrown at him.

"That was stupid and dangerous. He could have hurt you." Izuku said into Eijirou's neck, where he had buried his head. He had been sick with anxiety over his friend.

"But he didn't. And now he can't hurt you either." Eijirou said, wrapping his own arms around Izuku, but quickly pulling away when the smaller boy gasped in pain. He had forgotten about his ribs.

"Shit, we should get you to Recovery Girl." Eijirou said.

Izuku laughed at how he was worried about him. It was so much different than with Katsuki, who would have told him to suck it up and get over it.

Eijirou couldn't help the smile that slipped on his face at the sight of Izuku laughing, even if it was at him. He would gladly make a fool out of himself everyday if he got to see Izuku even remotely happy.

"Does someone care to explain what's going on here?" Aizawa's voice rang through the air.

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After explaining what had happened, Katsuki was dragged away by Aizawa and Eijirou was free to escourt Izuku to the nurse's office.

He was healed up pretty quick. His injuries weren't terribly serious for the hero school. They were left alone in the office after, Izuku needed to stay over night and it didn't look like Eijirou would be leaving any time soon.

"You should have told me." Eijirou said, grabbing onto Izuku's hand.

"I was scared Kiri. My boyfriend beating me up daily wasn't something I wanted to advertise around." Izuku explained, squeezing his hand for comfort.

"I know, and I get it. I'm not mad, I just wish I could have helped sooner, ya know?" He said, bringing his free hand up to Izuku's cheek. "I wish I could have saved you from the pain." He whispered.

Izuku smiled and leaned into his touch. "But you did save me."