Faker Than Fake

Faker Than Fake: 2

Izuku slowly closed his bedroom door as he leaned against it. He didn't know how to feel, act or think at that moment. His mind was empty as he slid down the door... "What the hell?" He whispered to himself as he sat on the floor.

Shigaraki has given Izuku twenty-four hours to make up his mind on what he would do but deep down he didn't know what to do. This was the first time he could make up his mind fully on his own... Yet he had no clue what choice he wanted to take.

"What would Kacchan do? What would he do? He would know... He knows everything, he is everything..." Izuku whispered to himself as he covered his ears with his hands... It was still pouring rain outside. He could see the droplets of rain on his window... It was dark out.

His eyes slowly moved over to a picture frame that was on his desk. In the picture frame, it was a picture of Kacchan and himself as kids. He slowly removes his hands from his ears as he pushes himself off of the ground and onto his feet.

He slowly walked over to the picture frame and picked it up. "What would Kacchan do?" He asked himself as he went quiet and the only thing he could hear was the rain. Sometimes thunder could be heard as well. "What would I do?" He whispered.

Izuku turns his head to look at himself in the mirror. Locking eyes with his own "What would I do?" He whispered once more as he placed the picture frame back down on his desk. He looked away from the mirror as he looked back at the picture before slowly looking back at the mirror.

"I would like to stop faking it... I wanna be me... Who 'me' really is?" He whispered with a slight sigh at the end. He closed his eyes to think but he couldn't seem to think about what he wanted... Hell, his mind was only coming back to Kacchan. But soon it started to go to all the pain and suffering so many people put him through just for being quirkless and dreaming of being a hero. Hell, All Might said he wasn't going to make it.

"Would joining them hurt anyone? But then again... People started liking me because I have a quirk... Kacchan said I shouldn't be a hero because I could get hurt but... Now I have one... Yet I still feel like I shouldn't be a hero..." He mumbled to himself as he held his chin.

He slowly looked over at the mirror once more "Then what will it hurt if I still faked it for them..." He said as he walked over to the mirror and touched it "But find the real me... On my own" He smirked.

That's when a huge yawn escapes his lips "And on that note... It's bedtime" He whispered as he walked away from the mirror and slowly piled his shirt off his body. He throws the shirt in the dirty basket. Soon after came his shorts and boxers. But in no time he was dressed in comfortable PJs.

He walks over to his bed and face-planted into the soft comforter of his bed before wrapping the blanket around his body. The warmth of his body kept that blanket warm enough for him to slowly drift off to sleep. Feeling safer than he could think of.

"Mm... Shut up" He groaned as all he could hear was a ringing sound... When he opens his eyes he couldn't help but rub them before looking for his phone. The ringing did stop but soon started up again. Once he found his phone it was at fifteen percent "Shit... It didn't charge" He mumbled as he answered his phone.

"Hello?" He asked "DEKU!? Where are you? class starts in five minutes!" He heard Kacchan yell at the other end of the phone. He was a bit surprised to hear it was Kacchan since he didn't look at who it was.

"I-I overslept and my phone is about to die... I am also at home, are you ok Kacchan you never call?" Izuku asked. I guess he would be worried, this is the first time I have been late. Izuku thought.

"Tch! Fuckin Deku! GET HERE NOW DUMBASS!" Kacchan yells at the other end of the phone before hanging up on him. Izuku couldn't help but blink a few times. He powered his phone off so he wouldn't lose any more battery life than he already had before rushing himself to put on his uniform and get everything else he needed to be done.

Once he was done he slipped his shoes on and rushed out the door. He already knew he was going to be late even if he ran to school... But he kept on running until he passed an alleyway... He stopped in his tracks and looked behind right at the alleyway. "That's where..." He whispered as he looked away.

"Where I was... Kidnapped? Was I really tho? Because I was beaten or harmed in any way... They all told me their stories one by one after what Shigaraki told me... Wait... Could I be the hero they have been looking for?" He said as he was mumbling to himself once again.

Izuku sighs to himself as he continues to walk to UA. On the other hand, Bakugou was in class with his legs kicked up on his desk as everyone was still talking to their own groups; Iida yelling at him, Kirishima and Denki trying to get his attention but nothing made him mad or lash out. He was honestly waiting for Izuku to walk through the classroom door.

He won't ever admit it but he always cared for Izuku, that's why he kept telling Izuku he couldn't be a hero because he didn't have a quirk because being a hero could get you killed. But somehow Izuku showed up with a quirk that he himself never knew about and it really pissed him off because he felt like Izuku was keeping something really important from him... And he really didn't like it. 

But what could he really say... He was a dick and he knew it... But he always wanted to make it up to Izuku but never knew how, but that was not stopping him from finding a way to become Izuku's friend for real this time.