The Ultimate Unknown Protecter [DISCONTINUED]

A Simple Why

No warnings for this chapter, except for heavy Angst. Enjoy.

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Ejiro looked at his classmate, in shock. But he kinda expected it. He realized that as much as they ridiculed the Mineta, he never fought back. They called him downward MEAN names. And he never said anything to defend himself. Kirishima hadn't even heard from any of the girls that mineta had touched them, let along say anything.

Yet none of his classmates cared in the slightest. Even though Mineta didn't say, or do anything to the girls at all. They still yelled at him. They still slapped him away. They never invited him to any of the class movie nights, or invited him to when they were going. None of the class did. Hell, Mineta got yelled at for asking Momo for help on a math problem.

Mineta wasn't the issue anymore, it was them. The class was the problem. Sure if Mineta didn't touch or do anything now, that wasn't a guarantee that he wasn't going to do anything. But so far, Kirishima saw that Mineta seemed reserved. And super jumpy. And it was as if he had lost his spark. Whenever someone would say something in a positive light, he nod his head lazily and go back to what he was doing. Instead of using words like "Of course I am!" And " Did you expect anything less?"

It was a strange change from what the class was used to. And as much as kirishima wanted to admit it, he couldn't in front of his class. He was worried for the small boy. That was before he heard mineta was in the nurses office. He had heard a rumor that mineta had almost died from blood loss.

That has spiked his worry, to almost unimaginable levels. He had tried to check to see if the rumors were true, but it had ended in him getting kicked out the nurses office. But not before seeing mineta laying on the bed, surrounded by doctors, and blood flowing out of his head like some sick, red colored river. Kirishima was, not in the best mindset after that day.

When his sensei gave wind about mineta being at the site of a building collapsing, and that he was possibly hurt. Kirishima felt dread. The biggest wave of dread punched him in his gut. It HURT how deep the feeling was. Was he was feeling wasn't a gut feeling. He knew what he was feeling was a FACT. And that fact was, mineta missing was bad.

That was 2 weeks ago. When mineta stumbled into class on Monday, it was needless to say, that people were disappointed. Kirishima, Denki and Mr. Aizawa on the other hand, were not. Denki stood up, and ran over to mineta, basically crushing him while he hugged the smaller figure tightly. Kirishima chuckled lightly. "Okay! Okay!" Mineta yelped. "Okay! Denki.. I can't breathe!" Denki quickly let go, and smiled at the smaller figure. The smaller figure smiled back, slightly.

Now here Kirishima was, talking to Mineta about names. And Mineta outright admitting to hating his given name. The small tug in his came slowly. Yet him knowing that the reasoning for hating his name must be something terrible.

"You heard me. I hate my name." Mineta said, taking another bite of his apple.

"But why?" Kirishima asked. How could anyone hate their name? Especially something as important as your given name.

"My mother didn't really put much thought into it." Mineta started, after swallowing the chewed up apple piece. "She just chose the first thing that came to mind, because she wanted to get out of the hospital quickly." Mineta shrugged lazily.

"Don't get me wrong, I love my mother." He said defensively. "I just wish she chose something cool. Like Izuku, or Bakugou, or Ejiro. Something that means something." Mineta laughed softly.

Kirishima couldn't believe what he was hearing. What would you say after hearing something like that?

Mineta jumped of the chair and onto the tile floor of the kitchen. Pushing the chair back in, and throwing his unfinished apple in the trash bin. "I'm gonna go get ready for class." He smiled at kirishima. "Thanks for the talk! Have a nice day." And with that, he was off. Leaving kirishima alone.

"What the fuck was that?"
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"You can't be serious.." Dabi mumbles under his breath. There was no fucking way Shigaraki agreed for that thing to join the league.

"I would rather become a hero that deal with this shit.." He sighed under his breath.
Glaring at the creepy guy smiling at him. His green eyes locked on him.

A shiver made its way up his spine. "NOPE!" Dabi yelled. Walking toward the entrance of the secret base. "I'M BECOMING A HERO NOW!" He was grabbed by his shirt by a gloved hand.

Looking back slowly, he saw Shigaraki glaring at him. Dabi sighed deeply as he tried to escape. That being a bad thing to do. "Calm down." His squeaky voice stated, irritability.

Dabi did what he was told, and Shiggy let him go. "I dont like him either. But he had a useful quirk. So I think both of you better get along real nice." Shiggy explained.

"What is his quirk anyway?" Dabi asked.
Shigaraki smiled, the smile was creepy, and unsettling. It made dabi shiver.

"Time Manipulation."

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I'm done. I hope yall enjoyed this. Now I'm gonna go watch Netflix .

Eat food and drink plenty of water!

-Way ♡