UA's Immortal Bodyguard

The Offer

A/N forgot to write this before hand but TW this chapter has themes of self harm and suicide so once again if that stuff will put you in any kind of bad place I recommend not reading, take care.

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Deku was out on another patrol as per usual. It was once again a slow night which he didn't know if he preferred or not. On one hand it means that everyone is safe and no one is scared (being scared sucks), on the other hand it leaves him alone with his thoughts and he is always quick to regress to old habits when they stay in his head for long enough.

He saw his hand reaching for his knife before he even thought about it, he hadn't cut for a while but even so he really wanted to. He quickly tugged the knife out of its sheath when he heard something drop behind him but the noise was quickly identified as Eraserhead so he put the knife back in its place. He didn't know what Eraser wanted but he knew instinctively that it wasn't a fight.

Deku sat on the side of the building looking down at the city below. He wondered what the hero wanted from him but his question was quickly answered when Eraser sat next to him. "I'm gonna cut right to the chase since I doubt either of us like wasting time..." 'speak for yourself dude you're doing a good job at distracting me from going ham on my arm.' Deku thought "...but I've talked to Nezu and if you want, instead of constantly being chased down for your identity, why don't you work for UA?"

"What?!" Deku almost yelled. Eraserhead just hummed, resisting the urge to chuckle. Deku took a deep breath to regain his composure. Once recovered from his outburst he asks again a bit more composed this time. "What do you mean hire me?" He asked.

"Exactly what I said. We hire you as a bodyguard to the school and we can keep most things about you confidential since Nezu can pull a few strings." Eraserhead shrugged.

"What wouldn't be confidential?" Deku couldn't help but be intrigued by the offer, it was the school he dreamed about going to when he was younger, it was too good an offer to give up.

"Well obviously your location at UA would be known but we would also need to know how to contact you and possibly where you live though we might be able to stop that one if that's too much."

'Holy crap this really is too good to be true!'

"Could I think it over?" Deku asked, he didn't want to agree just yet but he still wanted to have the option to go.

"Sure, the exam for first years is around a month though so it would be preferable if you had your answer by then." 'Holy crap to think that if he still had his old life he would probably be getting ready for the exam right now... It actually put a tight knot in his chest.

"I'll probably decide by tomorrow so what time is good for you after that?" He asked.

"Well I'll give you a full day so what if we meet up same time tomorrow I'll wait for half an hour if you don't show up straight away, I know that you aren't going to stop just to answer me if you are needed."

"So around 11 to 11:30?" Deku asked to confirm.

"Yeah, make up your mind before then."

"Okay" Deku says and promptly hears a scream. "Well it was nice talking to you Eraserhead but I have to go."

"Alright then, try not to break a leg." Eraser jokes as Deku runs towards whoever screamed.

"No promises"

Finally at around 3 in the morning he finishes patrol and goes to try and sleep but he thinks about what Eraserhead asked instead. "Why don't you work for UA?" Needless to say Deku really wanted to accept but then his doubts come back to him.

'Why would you work there? At a place where people are training to be the very thing you could never be?'

'You're a useless Deku'

'No one would need or want you there'

'Useless, worthless, DEKU!'

With a tonne of self deprecating thoughts going through his head he started panicking and hyperventilating. He hadn't had a panic attack this bad for around a month. He got the urge again and this time there was no one to stop him. He grabbed his knife out of its sheath for the second time that night. In an attempt to calm himself down he tries thinking about anything he can but everything he tries thinking of leads back to the thoughts that makes him want to hurt.

Eventually he is tracing the blade of the knife with his finger almost daring it to cut him. He gets tired of it, the voice in his head that tells him he isn't good enough. So he cuts and cuts and cuts, too many to heal at once. Eventually it's too much and he passes out from the blood loss.

If he wasn't immortal that would have been the end of Deku, just like every other time that he had attempted. It was never enough.

Once he finally woke up again it was 11. He thought over Eraserhead's offer again. He knew that he couldn't go on how he was but what else could he do. Maybe protecting UA would be good for him, it's not like he can do anything else, unless he wanted to be a villain but for Deku that was off the table completely.

He went out to get some food since he didn't have any in his makeshift home and decided to treat himself to some hot chocolate aswell, always great to have after technically dying. He takes his treat to the park nearby and sips on it while watching the people walking by. The people walking with purpose, those out on a stroll, the people running, the couple's... The friends... families. All things he didn't have. 'Maybe UA would be a new start for me, maybe I need to take that risk...' Deku thought, and he finally had his answer.

'I guess Eraser will get his answer tonight'