Unexpected

Last minute entry for The Future Event. This took way longer than I expected but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out. Hope you enjoy!  :blush:

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Mentions of other characters.

A/N: This isn't a ship fic. Platonic.

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Sad.

Trigger Warning: Suicidal thoughts, mentions of previous attempts (Seriously, if this is a sensitive topic for you please read at your own discretion)

MANGA SPOILERS AHEAD!

Word count: 3,205

Time taken: 11 hours

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UNEXPECTED

Hello Shouto,

I’m still alive Shouto,

I’m still sane.

This had become part of my morning routine now. Waking up and replying to Shouto’s texts. It gets annoying sometimes, but I know he means well.

I also, of course, know why he is doing this. He never itted it out loud, but I know he’s doing this to check whether I am still breathing, still responsive. Whether I’d figured out a way to off myself yet.

I’d decided to test my theory one day, by not responding. I had waited until nightfall before a very worried and panicking Shouto had called, asking if anything was wrong.

“You don’t have to do this, you know?” I had said. “You don’t have to worry about me and bother yourself.”

“Izuku, I don’t do this because I feel compelled to. I’m doing this because I want to.” He had replied. “I want to make sure you’re okay and well. If wishing you good morning and asking how you are is the only way I can do that, then I am going to. Do you understand?”

I had nothing to say to that. So I just let it continue. And If I’m being honest, the only reason I wake up on some mornings is so I can reply to him.

I set my phone down and prepared myself to get out of bed. Ready to begin yet another uneventful day. But it seemed like Shouto had other ideas.

My phone began to ring and I pushed myself upright before answering the call.

“Hello?”

“Hey,” I said

“Izuku,” Shouto’s voice came through the phone. “How are you?”

“I’m... fine?”

“You don’t sound too sure.”

“What?” I rubbed my forehead. “It’s nothing. I just woke up. Is there something you needed?”

He waited a beat, then “Not exactly.I have a few hours off from work today evening so I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me.”

I was surprised, but at the same time I wasn’t. Of course Shouto wants me to go outside.

“Do I really have a choice?”

“That depends,” He replied. “When was the last time you left your house?”

I smiled even though he couldn’t seeme. “It may come as a surprise to you, but it was actually just last week.”

And he did sound surprised, “Really?”

“Yeah. Imagine my surprise when Kirishima and Kaminari appeared at my door. Saying they absolutely needed my help with a case.”

“And you helped them?”

“They’re two completely successful pro heroes with ranks in the top thirty and the case was one where I just had to connect a few dots and track someone down.” I said. Shouto laughed at my flat tone.

“After grilling them for answers Kaminari finally spilled. He said that someone had asked them to do it.

“A wonderful woman by the name of Yaoyorozu Momo. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about this, would you?”

“I have no idea.” He said. Completely innocent.

I sighed. “Of course not.”

It wasn’t too shocking that Momo would do something like this. After all, Momo and Shouto were the ones who had fought for me the most. They had argued that after everything I had done for the heroes during The Reign of Darkness, the least I deserved was to be allowed to continue being a hero.

It didn’t really help much though. The Public Safety Commission would not change their minds on the matter. Saying I was too much of a threat to just leave that way. Even Lemillion, the current number one hero, wasn’t able to convince them.

“Alright,” I said, pulling myself back to the present. “I’ll come.”

“Great,” He sounded relieved.“Should I come-”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll meet you at your agency.”

“Okay. Is five thirty fine?”

“Yeah, sure. Bye.”

“Bye. See you later.” He hung up the call.

I sat there, trying to organize my thoughts, when my stomach grumbled.

Seeing no reason for just sitting there, I got up, made my bed and went to the washroom to clean myself up.

Afterwards I headed to the kitchen to fix together breakfast only to be met with a near empty fridge. I gritted my teeth, grabbing the remaining two eggs and a slice of butter. How did I not notice I was running out of supplies? I decided I’d stop by the store while coming back this evening.

Putting the pan on the stove I paused, when was the last time I had actually gone to the store?

I clutched my head and groaned. “Stop thinking or you’ll give yourself a headache.”

Once my eggs were done I sat down at the table with a glass of water and turned on the news. Not the best idea, but I didn’t have anything else to do.

The reporter was talking about criminals that had been arrested lately and a few that had managed to evade the heroes. Then the topic changed and they started talking about something I despised.

The Meta Liberation Movement.

There weren’t a lot of them left, people who thought that way. Less than one would expect, but still enough. And every once in a while they would do something that made it to the news.

I hated it. Hated it with a fiery ion. The Meta Liberation movement was one of the main reasons everything went so south so quickly.

They piss me off. Stupid Destro and his stupid ideals. Sometimes I wished-.

CRACK!

The sharp pain slicing through my palm snapped me out of my reverie. I breathed deeply, getting my anger under control.

I pulled out the shards of glass embedded in my palm. I watched as the cuts slowly sealed themselves together, leaving behind nothing to indicate there had ever been a wound.

Regeneration. The quirk of the second of One for All.

My curse.

I cleaned up the table and washed the blood off my hands. There was time to kill before I had to leave. So I cleaned up the entire house. Delayed taking a shower by reading a book. Then finally, with an hour to spare, I began to get ready.

I don’t go out much these days, but whenever I do I would always wear a pair of brown coloured lenses and dye my hair black. And a surgical mask to cover my face. It may just be me being paranoid but it makes me feel better so I don’t think about it too much. It’s much better than having people stare at me.

I debated between getting a taxi and walking. But realizing Shouto’s agency was probably too far away for me to reach in time I decided to suck it up and get one.

When I finally got there, Shouto wasn’t outside, much to my despair. I went in and walked towards the reception.There was still ten minutes more to the assigned time but I still asked them if Shouto was there.

“Uhh...” Her gaze ran over me and she bit her lip. “Yes, he is. But I’m afraid you can’t speak to him now. May I ask why you’re here?”

“Could you tell him Midoriya is here?” I said, ignoring her question. I had forgotten what it was like to talk to actual people. How do you forget something like that?”

“Midori...” Her eyes went wide as recognition set in. “Deku-san!”

I flinched at the name. Nobody calls me that anymore. Not since I stopped being a hero. Not since... I shook my head.

“Please don’t call me that.”

“Right,” She said uneasily. “I’ll ask Shouto-san whether he’s done. He had asked me to clear the evening for him.”

She picked up the phone and spoke a few words before telling me that he wants me to meet him in his office.

“Would you like me to take you there?”

“No, it’s fine. Don’t bother yourself.”

I took the elevator upstairs and knocked on the door to his office. A soft ‘come in’ reached me and I opened the door.

Shouto’s eyes lit up when he saw me. He walked over and wrapped me in a tight hug, nearly lifting me off the floor with his height.

“I’ve missed you.” He said and I laughed, suddenly grateful that I had decided to come and that he had asked.“I’ve missed you too.”

He hugged me for a second longer before letting go. “I just have to set these files in their places then we can leave, okay?”

I nodded. Shouto had already changed out of his hero costume. He was moving papers around his table, clipping some together and stacking them. “Anything interesting been going on?”

He shook his head, “Not much. Crime rate has been low for a while now. Organizations like the yakuza and all don’t rear their heads up as much. They’re scared.”

I hummed, slowly running my fingers over the files, reading a few things here and there.

Suddenly, the old familiar feeling of a stabbing pain in my head had me putting up a barrier around the both of us. Just as I did, three bullets lodged themselves in it.

“What the- Izuku!!”

Without waiting for him I burst outthe window, using Float to propel myself through the air.

Where had thatcome from? How had I noticed it so late? If it wasn’t for Danger Sense and Barrier I- There!

I noticed someone running from the rooftop opposite the agency and took off after them. Using Blackwhip I restrained them and landed on the roof. Saying I was angry was an understatement. I could have very well ripped her head off just then.

“What do you want?” I seethed.

My own anger was reflected in her eyes as she glared at me. “You!” She spat.

“Why were you trying to kill Shouto?”

She scoffed, “I don’t care about him. It’s you I want to kill.”

Shouto landed beside me, looking extremely worried. “Izuku-”

I cut him off. Eyes still focused on the girl-for she was just a girl- in front of me. “What do you mean?”

“Are you really that stupid you can’t figure out why I might want you dead?”

“What makes you think I care?”

She looked like she would rip my throat out with her teeth. “Of course you don’t care. You don’t care about anything! You don’t care about all the people you’ve killed!”

This made me stop, “What?”

“Did you ever think about all the people you killed? All those heroes you slaughtered in that explosion you created?!”

My breath hitched, “You-”

“My sister was one of those heroes!”

Blackwhip came free.

“All she wanted was to be a hero. But you killed her before she could do anything! You killed her! And all those heroes, yet you’re still walking free!” She was breathing heavily.

“I hate you.” She gritted out. “I hate you so much. I want you dead. I’ve been waiting for so long. I am going to kill you.” With that she lunged at me. Thrusting the knife in her hand right into my heart.

I pushed her away and turned to look at Shouto’s horrified expression before pulling the knife out. I let it clatter to the ground, laughing. “You want me dead?” The wound began to heal itself, it hurt like hell but I was used to it. “You’re going to kill me?” I laughed and I was sure I sounded crazy. I laughed harder at that. Of course I was going crazy.

“Well, you can’t. I can’t die. You think I haven’t tried?” The laughter was just gone as it had come and I was growling now. “You think I haven’t tried stabbing myself, bullets to the head, drinking acid?! Hell, I’ve even tried setting myself on fire!” I stepped forward and she flinched. She looked scared now. Anyone would.

“You say you hate me? No matter how much you hate me, you will never hate me as much as I hate myself!”

I was breathing heavily. Anger quickly dissipating, I felt tears sting at my eyes. I had no right to be mad ather. I did this to her.

I shouldn’t have come. “Sorry.I’m-I-”

Ignoring Shouto calling out to me I ran away from there. Using One for All and Float I fled so that I wouldn’t have to face either of them anymore.

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I watched as Izuku ran and disappeared between the buildings. Gritting my teeth, I turned towards the girl. Quickly I froze her feet to the ground. “Stay.” I glared at her. She didn’t look like she was going to go anywhere. She collapsed to her knees and buried her face in her hands, crying.

I took out my phone and called the reception at my agency. She picked up on the second ring. I cut her off before she could speak. “Haruna, tell Cyra to teleport to my office and to come to where she can see me from there. Now!”

“Y-Yes!”

Less than a minute later, one of my sidekicks, Cyra was standing next to me. “What the hell happened?”

I quickly gave her a rundown of thesituation. Cyra was one of the two heroes in my agency who were older than me. And as such I let her handle most of the complicated stuff when I wasn’t available.

“Okay, I’ll take care of her. You better go find Deku before something bad happens.”

“He’s not some ticking bomb.” I snapped, anger rising like a beast within me. “He won’t hurt anybody.”

She looked at me for a while before sighing and turning towards the girl. “Of course, I apologize. I didn’t mean it that way.”

I inhaled deeply and left, trusting Cyra would take care of things here. Despite what I said, I did have to find Izuku. He wouldn’t hurt anybody but that doesn’t seem to include himself.

All those things he said. I knew hewasn’t exactly happy but attempting to kill himself? What the hell made me think just sending him messages in the morning would be enough.

I got into a cab and directed them to take me to Izuku’s house as quickly as possible.

I wondered how the girl had come to know what had happened. As far as I knew the only people who know that it was Izuku who caused that explosion were the heroes who had gone to scout out the area after the incident, and the Public Safety Commission. The entire place had been incinerated, with Izuku being the only survivor.

Once he had returned to consciousness he wouldn’t stop crying. He had explained how the villains had known that the heroes were going to attack. And they were prepared. He had said that he saw Tenya and Ochako die and direness of the situation had activated one of the dormant quirks of One for All.

The third ’s quirk. Self Detonation.

The quirk had grown exponentially inside One for All, and as such, Izuku had incinerated the villains’ hideout along with everyone inside it and miles of forest surrounding it.

The only reason Izuku had survived was because of the regeneration quirk. This had ended up being one of the main arguments the Public Safety Commission had used to get Izuku to give up being a hero. It didn’t help that Izuku agreed with them. I knew without a doubt that if Bakugou was still alive then, he would have fought for Izuku and probably 'beat some sense into him'.

When I arrived I thanked the driver and bolted out of the cab. His front door was unlocked, so I knew he had to be inside. This was further cemented by the fact that when I opened the door it was a mess inside. The couch and the table were thrown across the room and the T.V had fallen off its stand. And in the center of it all, Izuku was sitting on the ground surrounded by a writhing black mass of energy.

His head snapped up when he heard the door shut behind me.

“Shouto,” He said and the whips around him dissipated. “Why did you come here?”

“You just ran away like that. I wanted to make sure you were okay. And I didn’t want you to be alone.”

“Why?” Tears spilled from his eyes. “Why do you care so much? Why won’t you just let me be?”

I went next to him and sat down. “Because you’re my friend. Aren’t you the one who said friends always have to be there for one another?”

I wrapped myarms around him and pulled him close. He buried his face in my shirt and cried.I rubbed circles on his back and tried consoling him.

“I don’t want to live like this Shouto.” He said. “I don’t want to live like this forever.”

“Hey, It’s okay. It’s not forever. You’re strong you’ll get through this. I know you will.”

And I’ll be here for you. I’m never going to leave you alone again.

He raised his head and the pure anguish in his eyes was like a knife to my heart. “You don’t understand Shouto. I can’t die. The regeneration quirk won’t let me. The second told me that he had lived a long life before he had finally died. He said he didn’t age, Shouto! He was killed by All for One somehow. And the quirk is stronger now.”He was shaking. “I won’t ever die Shouto.”

I was shocked. He had never said this before. I didn’t even think such a thing was possible.

“We’ll figure something out. I don’t know how but we’ll do it.” I raised his head so I was looking at his eyes. “But you have to trust me okay? I want to help you Izuku, but I can’t do that if you don’t talk to me. Do you understand?”

He nodded weakly. “I’m just so tired Shouto. I don’t know how I’m going to do this.”

“You’re not alone. Not anymore. I’m  oing to do everything I can to help you. Okay?”

He nodded but continued crying in my arms. I let him. I consoled him, whispering that he’ll be fine, he’s strong. We’ll get through this together. You’re not alone.

Eventually, he cried himself to sleep. Slowly, without waking him, I carried him to his room and laid him down on the bed. He immediately curled in on himself. I pulled the blankets over himand started smoothing his hair out of his face. As I was about to pull my handaway he grabbed it and looked up at me. “You’ll stay tonight won’t you?” He looked so scared, as if he thought I was going to leave him.

I felt tears sting at my eyes, “Yeah,”I said hoarsely. “Of course, I said I would never leave you didn’t I?”

He nodded and let go of my hand before slipping back into sleep.

I sat down on the side of the bed and leaned back against the wall.

I promise you Izuku, I will find a way to help you. And this is a promise I will never break.

THE END

By Vixen

A/N: First of all, I wanna clarify I don't really think any of this would happen. I'm fairly certain MHA is going to have a happy ending. Though I can't say for sure as Horikoshi isn't exactly being cooperative right now. Second, I feel kinda evil after writing this :satisfied: . Third, Barrier is what I had chosen for the sixth 's quirk.

I apologize if the pacing is kinda off and rushed towards the end. I was in a hurry. Thats also why I didn't go through it and edit properly.

Anyway, Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed! If you have any constructive criticism  please do tell me.

None of the art belongs to me. And I can't find any of the sources :sweat_smile: . I'll link them if I ever do.