They're Not Here: A BNHA Villain Deku Fanfic

Chapter 11: The Before

"I came here to make sure you were okay and I'm preeeety sure I made it worse," Deku states as he stares at me and Kirishima's persistent attempts to check on my ear. The bite's not bad. Just a few punctures that I'm attempting to clean off in the bathroom, but nobody wants to leave me alone.

"The hell with that! Why the shit did you let Psycho get away?" I growl, pushing Kirishima away for the hundredth time.

Deku shrugs. "I couldn't find her. I got there and she was gone. Also, don't call her Psycho."

I glare. "So, let me get this right. Completely naked girl bites my ear and tries to slit my throat and we're concerned about me calling her a psycho?"

Deku nods. "Seriously," he says. "Antisocial personality disorder is an actual condition that plenty of people with normal lives have. Don't insult them."

"She freaking tried to kill me, I should be able to call her Homicidal Bitch and nobody should-"

"Homicidal Bitch works," Deku concedes. "Given the circumstances, it's more or less accurate." 

I glare at him again. "Well thank you for that useless bit of information, nerd, but if you were trying to distract us from the point you failed."

"Point?" Deku echoes. "And it's not useless."

"Yes, there was a point!"

"What's the point?" both Deku and Kirishima ask.

I smirk. "That even when you have a quirk, Deku, it's useless."

Deku's eyes widen. "Quir...since...when...I..."

"The pros are here!" Glasses yells from the other side of the house. Kirishima runs out. Deku doesn't move.

"What? Too cool for pros now?" I mutter. "You're hot shit or something now? The dude with all the cool psycho fun facts?"

Deku stares at me without speaking for a few long seconds. Then he steps forward, claps his hands behind his back, and tilts his head towards me curiously. "You're really not going to go to the hospital for that?"

"For the hundredth time-" I snap.

"Right. And I'm hot shit." Deku walks away. Finally, I can actually focus on cleaning myself off. When I step out into the living area a few minutes later I see All Might talking to Deku. Deku is not looking thrilled in the least. He's glancing away pointedly. Finally, he shrugs and follows All Might outside. I turn around, head to the back patio, and doing my best to ignore the long drop, I walk down the stairs and come around the side of the house. I peer over the corner and see All Might leaning against his car. Not the superhero All Might. The crackhead All Might. Deku is standing in front of him with his hands in his pockets.

"Shouldn't you be helping Eraser Head find her?" he mutters.

"Our number one priority was making sure you kids were okay. I..." he trails off. "I definitely wasn't expecting to see you here, Young Midoriya. Besides, I'm technically doing my job talking to you since you're her friend."

Deku bristles. "But you're not going to talk to me about her. Are you?" 

"Kid-"

If Deku were a cat his hackles definitely would have risen at this point. "Stop. Just...stop. Please."

All Might sounds desperate. "I wanna help you. I really do, I just don't understand-"

"Buuuulllllshiiiiit!" Deku snaps. He almost sounds intoxicated when he says it. The letters are slurred and drawn out. "It's always just been about you and what you needed, right? You needed me out of your hair that day on the roof, so you dismissed me like I was nothing. Then...then you realized I was something that you needed. So you...you used me! You used me and you lied to me!" Deku lunges forward and starts to punch All Might in his brittle chest. All Might doesn't try to stop him. "You lied to me, All Might. You told me...you told me that I could do it. Why? You...lying...piece...of...shit."