It's Okay, I'm Not Okay.

Chapter 14: The Apology.

Arms had wrapped around Izuku; he could barely process that it had been Kirishima who had been the one who had. Kirishima's voice asking him to calm down came through the fogginess in his head and even as "Emote" burst out this time, he didn't lose his consciousness. Aizawa tried nullifying it, but Nezu held him back as it happened, a calculating look on the rat-bear-man's face, whispering "No beeps."

It was the same for the rest of the class who were not knocked out this time. Gasps burst around the room as nineteen classmates and five teachers, still conscious, suddenly were seeing two different things at the same time, the room decked with decorations around them and the memory that Izuku had suddenly projected into their minds.

It was a winter night. The Midoriya family were sitting around the dining table of their small two-bedroom apartment, enjoying a cup of Hot Chocolate each. It seemed to be Christmas Eve, presents were lying on the dining table and one eleven-year-old Izuku Midoriya was busy opening up their share. As they opened one gift that had a limited edition All Might plushie in it (All Might blushed at that), they squealed in happiness at their new merchandise. Hisashi actually had a smile on his face and watched his child open up another gift, one that held a dress he had brought for them.

Hisashi's face hardened when Izuku had politely thanked him instead of reacting the way he had expected them to. Inko's next gift had made him even more irritable.

Izuku's eyes had sparkled, seeing the new binder their mother had just gifted them.

"How did you know I wanted this one?" they asked their mother, who was engulfed by a hug by their child.

Hisashi's expression grew sour.

"What the fuck shit is that?"

Both mother and child looked at Hisashi incredulously. He grabbed the binder from Izuku's hand, who sat in shock as they saw their father rip the new binder into two pieces. (Everyone gasped again.)

"My daughter does not need something like that." Hisashi spat out.

"Hisashi!" Inko said indignantly. "What the hell do you think are you doing?! Izuku needed it for their boy days!"

Pure spite filled Hisashi's face as he spat out, "That child is my daughter! Stop encouraging her to be a freak!"

Before Inko could grab the two pieces of the binder, Hisashi used his fire breath and burnt the pieces.

Izuku's sobs were caught in their throat.

"You are a bad father." They finally let out.

It seemed that it was the wrong thing to say to the enraged father.

As Hisashi stomped out of the apartment that night, Izuku sobbed uncontrollably as their mother doused their burns with water, trying to cool them down.

The entire room stood silently as Izuku came back to his senses. The phone call was still on, Hisashi screaming, asking for who had just called him a "Son of a bitch", while Katsuki held the phone quietly. Well, it wasn't until Hisashi said through the call,

"Give the phone back to the bitch of a daughter I have!"

Katsuki moved again, "You fucking asshole." He said again, Izuku's eyes widened. He was still being held by Kirishima and tried getting out of his hold to grab the phone, which Kirishima didn't allow him to.

"Katsuki?" Hisashi's voice questioned through the call this time.

"Yes, it's me," Katsuki replied. "You really are a bastard. Who the fuck calls their son that?!"

Hisashi's voice held spite, "Fuck you! Izuku is my daughter. Stop making her a freak Katsuki. You of all people need to stop encouraging her!"

"The freak here is you!" yelled Katsuki as the class looked on. "You were the reason why everything went wrong with Izuku and Me!"

"Shut up! I did not do anything!" yelled Hisashi back. "That freak was the cause of everything!"

"Yes, you did! You told the entire world around you that your child was quirkless! Because of you, I started distancing myself from him! Because of you, I hurt the only person I actually loved! You know how much it hurt when I finally realized what a dick I had been?!"

Izuku gasped. Similar expressions of shock were mirrored by everyone else in the room. Kirishima's hold on Izuku started to loosen, Izuku had stopped moving from the shock.

"I swear, if you ever come into my line of sight, I will end you, HISASHI MIDORIYA!" yelled Katsuki, as he finally cut the call.

He stood there taking deep breaths to calm himself down from the anger. It took him a few more seconds to realize everyone had been watching him, more importantly, Izuku, who was looking at him in shock and awe.

He approached the greenette on the ground, Kirishima still next to him, and proceeded to hold Izuku's hands between his.

"Izuku. I am really, really sorry."

It seemed like time had stopped for Izuku. Katsuki had just said sorry to him. The class too were blinking in shock.

"I am so sorry. For everything that I have done to you. I was an idiot. I should have been your greatest support, but I turned out to be the biggest ass in the universe to you." His head lowered, tears were filling his eyes.

"Please forgive me Izuku. Please let me be your old Kacchan again, the one who promised we would be heroes together."

Katsuki let out a "UFF" as Izuku pounced on him, engulfing him in a familiar hug.

The entire class then cheered, the teachers smiling, as Izuku said.

"Yes, Kacchan. I forgive you."

It was one of Izuku's best birthdays ever.

CHAPTER 14 ENDS.

**AN: Finally! I swear I was happy to finally type out this part. Izuku finally got his apology! And yes, Izuku was finally able to control "Emote" without knocking anyone out. This book is almost at its end, I know, I always intended for this to be one of my shorter stories. Stay Tuned for the next, Epilogue!**