Unrecognizable Hero {Villain Deku au} (Tododeku)

Chapter 10

!¡!Warnings for this chapter!¡!
-Talk of suicide
-Kinda a panic attack
Its not too much talk of either of these things, just felt I needed to put a warning to prepare those who might be sensitive to these topics

     After returning home in his portal dimension, Izuku took off the sniper that was hung around him, then he took off the waistcoat and placed both on the coffee table in the living room. Then he fell face first onto one of the couches, his feet dangling off the armrest as the couch wasn't big enough to fit him lying down. He sighed and slowly drifted to sleep.

     Around two or three years ago, one week after Izuku received his quirks.

     "Izuku, my son, now that you're starting to work with your quirks, I must tell you more about them." All for one said to Izuku as he was getting breakfast. Izuku turned to face his father who had just entered the kitchen, still looking like the creepy potato he was. "Today, though, I'll tell you about the regeneration quirk. It's possible to share it with others by direct contact and you can also take it back after sharing it in the same way." He stated, now standing next to Izuku. "How?" Izuku questioned as he turned back to his breakfast. "I believe it's through your hands, I'll give you some test subjects later so you can train." All for one continued. "But I'll warn you now, since its such a power traveling through your hands and to another person, it's possible that your hands wont be able to take the power. The skin might blister up like from a burn as a reaction." All for one explained. "That's quite a drastic reaction then." Shigiraki joked as he also came into the kitchen for breakfast.

Two weeks later.

     Izuku woke up to a throbbing feeling in his hands, it was from yesterday's quirk training. His hands weren't exactly in pain, but they felt quite weird. They were covered in a gauze wrap to cover up the blistering.

     Today was the day where Izuku was finally able to go back to his home and pick up anything he needed before everything was taken away as nobody had been paying the bills. Not wanting to be recognized, he pulled a dark coloured hoodie and black pants from his closet after getting out of bed and put it on. The hood was up as soon as he left the place where he had been staying with the league of villains.

     Incase anyone tried to talk to him, stopped at the local corner store and bought a small pocket knife to defend himself. Missing posters with his face on it were becoming ever more prominent as he continued to walk, but Izuku ignored it. Soon the apartment where he used to live with his mother came into view. Flowers and pictures, other trinkets and fliers, were hung on the fence that surrounded the apartment. Some where wishing for Izuku to come home, other things were for Inko, who had died a day before he went missing. Izuku wondered who wanted him to come home, its not like he had any friends so he thought that it was some of Inko's friends.

     Then Izuku saw a familiar face, his initial reaction was to grip the knife in his pocket, but after seeing Katsuki's face, Izuku took his hands out of his pocket leaving the knife untouched. Katsuki carried flowers and placed them lightly against the fence. Izuku slowly walked over to next to some of the flowers near Katsuki and asked, hoping he wouldn't recognize Izuku. "Um, what happened, if you don't mind me asking?"  Without looking over to Izuku, Katsuki answered, "Someone I knew lived here, I feel like I really fucked up big time, because now he's missing." Izuku could tell, without having to even look at Katsuki's face, that he was crying. "It's best if I leave now." Katsuki said as he stood up, his head still hanging low, and he walked back in the same direction he came from. Izuku knew from the direction he was going that Katsuki was going home.

     Izuku moved to the back of the building and jumped the fence so he wouldn't be seen entering. He still had the key to his apartment so getting in wouldn't be a problem. He would just have to make sure that nobody was around when he opened his apartment, that would mean trouble for him. He slowly walked up the stairs, his heartbeat getting faster with each step echoing his footsteps against the metal stairs.