IZUKU'S GHOST

two: the funeral

Bakugo

Dead. He was dead. It's been four days and suddenly this guy who had no friends and no one who cared about him was a tragedy for all these fake ass bastards. Well, there was one person who cared about him, and today I had to face her. It's bad enough that I had to be surrounded all day by all these idiots crying about how much they miss him, but now I have to look the one person who loved him in the eyes and tell her I was sorry for her loss.

She doesn't blame me for it. She doesn't even know. My mom had her over for tea the other day and even though I refused to come out and greet her I heard everything.

"Inko, it has been too long!"

"Yes, the boys haven't played together in so long..." the trembling in her voice cut me up inside, "He was always fawning over heroes and all, maybe if he didn't put himself in a shell maybe if..." she couldn't finish her sentence, and even though my mom had gotten up to hold her I could still hear her muffled sobs.

I couldn't listen anymore. She thought he was the reason he was alone. Fucking Deku why did you have to do this? Didn't you know someone cared about you? Why did you decide to listen to me? Why did I say-

"Sir, I think we should take a break from lessons today. How can we do math when we literally just lost one dear of our friends?"

Friends? This bitch who never looked twice at the kid unless it was making some half ass lame joke to her friends is trying to use his death as a way to get out of work? I stood up ignoring all their over dramatic gasps.

"Shut the fuck up!" I was yelling but I couldn't help it, "All of you shut the fuck up or I swear to God I'll kill you!" I raised my hand in a fist but right behind me I heard his shaky voice whisper in my ear, "Just like you killed me, Kacchan?"
I froze.

He's dead. I'll look behind me and I won't see anyone. He isn't here I know, but why do I have to turn around? I look and he isn't there. An empty chair with an empty desk, so maybe I just made it up in my head. I didn't kill him. No one blames me for it. Word is he met All Might, since they found his signature in that stupid ass journal of his. Maybe meeting our- HIS hero was enough for him, he fulfilled his purpose or whatever? He couldn't be a hero, not without a quirk, so maybe he was just done.

"Or maybe you killed me."

No. No. No!

"Mr. Bakugo, now that is enough from you!" I didn't realize I screamed out that last "no." "I understand that you're grieving but this is not appropriate behavior in the classroom. Take this note to the office and have your mother come pick you up."

It was a long walk home. My mom tried but I didn't want to talk about it. She doesn't really know what to do in these situations but I'm glad she stopped pushing for once. I just wanted to be alone before the funeral.

Minutes turned to hours like a spark turns to a flame and soon it was time to go. My parents and I were dressed up in all black. My mom greeted His mom immediately and held her hand while whispering to her. My dad was crying from the moment we walked in and now I could see it building up in her eyes too.

I can't do this. My heart is beating so loud I can literally hear it. My ears, eyes, and palms are burning and there's a lump in my throat that I just can't swallow. Five simple words- "I'm sorry for your loss." That's all I have to go and say to her, so why can't I move? I can't breathe. I need air, I need to step out.

But there he was. Standing in the flesh, smiling. I haven't seen him smile in a long time but I could tell you something was wrong. His teeth were showing in his usual stupid grin but his eyes... they weren't happy and they weren't his typical scared. I felt sick. "D-Deku?"

He just stared.

What? What the fuck? What the actual fuck?! I began running towards him. I screamed his name but he bolted past me at a crazy speed and ran back into the funeral home.

I pushed past the doors but everyone was talking to each other. No one had even noticed that the guy was back in his casket? "DEKU WHAT KIND OF GAME ARE YOU PLAYING AT?" I screamed charging at him. But he just layer there. I was screaming at him, Wake up! Get up! I know you're not dead! People were gathering around me but I didn't care. I started shaking him and slapped him right out of the casket but He just laid there. Someone screamed, maybe Mrs. Midoriya. I stared horrified, I swore his face was slightly smiling.

My parents dragged me away while other men helped put the corpse back in its case. They tried screaming but I couldn't hear them. My head was spinning. Sounds echoed as if they were miles away and the lights were too bright. I sat on the cement to ground myself but everything was slurred together. My hands burned from wringing them together over and over and over and- it all fell to black.