When the jester gets mad

Shinso's back...yay...

I told you. They're old." I sighed. His eyes narrowed at me.

"But still. Why the hell would you do that?" He asked. I clenched my first and buried my head in my hands.

"A-at the age of four... I was diagnosed as quirkless." I whispered. His eyes widened. "Katsuki would...bully me. He would beat me. Along with my father. That's where it started. Then when Mama died...I couldn't fucking take it anymore." I whispered.

"Katsuki later explained that he just didn't want me getting hurt, and that he wanted to push me away because he hated himself for what he did. But like I said at dinner, I've never stopped loving that ash blonde idiot." I whispered. "I-I've done so many things. Stared down the barrel, looked over the rooftop, gone face to face with satan, or my father." I chuckled.

"But...if I had killed myself...then Katsuki would have been found out by the school, or snitched on by the classmates, and it would have ruined his chances at becoming the number one hero." I took my hands out of my face and looked at aizawa's shocked face. I gave a sad smile and when he walked towards me I flinched at first until he held his arms out.

I hesitantly came forward and gave him a hug. He hugged me tighter than before and ruffled my hair when he pulled away.

"Your alright now kid. Get some sleep." He smiled. I nodded and he left my room, shutting the door behind him. I opened my bag and took out a tank-top, and boxers. I got changed and I sat on the bed and looked around one last time before laying on the pillow and falling asleep.

When I woke up, there was a sweet smell in the air. I sat up in the fluffy bed and rubbed my eyes. I got dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie. I went downstairs and saw Hizashi cooking. I was hesitant to come into the kitchen.

"Hey little listener! Your awake!" Hizashi exclaimed. My eyes widened a bit in surprise and I nodded. "Do you drink coffee?" He asked. My eyes got sparkles in them, just at the word. He laughed and pointed at the pot of coffee. "Help yourself little listener. You and aizawa have a long day of training ahead!" He smiled. I smiled and was actually very excited about the training today.

Aizawa came down looking as tired as ever and in a...sleeping bag? "Okay, you have to tell me where to get one of those." I told him. He grumbled and Hizashi laughed.

"When sho's woken up you guys can go out back and start." Hizashi smiled. I nodded and we all sat around talking and then hizashi got me a plate and piled pancakes on it. My eyes widened and sparkled. Hizashi laughed.

I tried waiting. Hizashi and shouta saw that. "You can eat problem child, no need to wait for us." He smiled. I thanked him and tried to remember my manners while eating.

We laughed and talked and about an hour later, Shouta took me outside.

"All right kid, let's get started. Lets spar." He told me. I only nodded. We went into hand to hand combat and continued this u til we were panting and sweating. "How much can you lift kid?" He asked me and we went over to the weights. "Around three hundred pounds." I told him. He nodded in approval.

"Not bad kid." He praised. I smiled and thanked him. We trained until lunch and when we went back inside, a purple haired boy was there. My breath caught in my throat and I reached to scratch my wrist but stopped myself.

"What do you want for lunch Izuku?" Hizashi asked. I shrugged. "Whatever everyone else is having." He smiled. "Well, we're going to have some ramen." He told me. I smiled. "That sounds nice." I told him. He nodded and I sat down a seat away from Hitoshi.

"I see your back." He sighed. I nodded. "Thanks for not kicking me out this time." I told him. He rolled his eyes. "Just don't get in the way of my family-"

"Hitoshi!" Shouta boomed. I held out a hand to stop Shouta. "He simply told me something. I'll be back downstairs in a little, make my meal last please." I told them in a quiet voice. I went upstairs and grabbed my cigarettes and my lighter. I opened the window and sat on the roof outside.

I lit one and started taking it in. It cleared my head, and it felt good. I didn't even jump when the window opened behind me. "You weren't lying were you, problem child?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I just needed to clear my head. I didn't know if you had a no smoke policy so I came out here." I sighed. He patted my back. "That's thoughtful of you. I just don't get why Hitoshi doesn't respect you, you've started over." He sighed.

"Aizawa, people hate me and I'm fine with that. I'm just not running from it anymore." I told him with a small smile. Aizawa sighed again. "That still doesn't make it right." He insisted.

"The world isn't right aizawa! Right after I was out of the hellhole with my father, I was kidnapped. The fucking torture I went through. Everything was a fail. I shared a room with a little girl. She was so special to me, like a little sister."I smiled sadly. "When you saw the X's on the doors, that means that whoever was in those cells are dead." I whispered.

"She's gone. Just like my mother." My voice started cracking. Aizawa rubbed my back in reassurance and tryed to calm me down. "We don't know that Izuku. You have to keep hope." Aizawa tried to reason. I shook my head.

"I've been hoping for years aizawa. I-I just don't want to talk about it anymore." I whispered, putting my cigarette out fully and turning around. I could have sworn I saw a head of purple hair run away.