Deku's POV.
I was spying on the little hero's at UA. Then I saw someone I couldn't take my eyes off of. 'My little Kachaan~' I thought as I stared at the boy. He was being taken out of the school building with a mussel on his mouth and these weird handcuff things. He was with some of the teachers I saw. None of them seemed to be his own teacher though..maybe he didn't agree with that. 'I'm starting to get pissed now. Why is he being treated like a slave.' I thought angrily. After those slow ass hero's finally left, I went down to kachaan. Once he laid eyes on me, it was obvious he recognized me right away.
Then out of nowhere, something I very much didn't expect, happened. He started crying. He has never cried—at least not out in the open. '..I guess he really feels bad about what he did..' I thought kind of happy. "Hey, Kachaan~" I said. "Need some help with those?" I continued. He hesitated for a moment but then he nodded. I activated my quirk and went to 30% so I wouldn't hurt him. The handcuff things immediately came off. 'Guess they can only be broken from the outside.' I thought as I carelessly threw them aside. Then I reached up and ungaged him. He looked at me. "..are..are you really.." He started but stopped himself.
"My name is Izuku Midoriya. Otherwise known as Deku." I stated with a smirk. His eyes widened. He then jumped up and wrapped his arms around me. "I'm..sorry..i-I'm s-so sorry.." He whispered out in between cry's. I wrapped my arms around his waist. Then I whistled. Kuragiri almost immediately opened up a portal. I walked right into it. "..Deku..were..are we?" He asked hesitantly. "Well me cute little pup, welcome to the home of the league of villains. At least all the major ones." I explained. I had made him wrap his legs around my waist and I carried him to my room. Once I got over to the bed I carefully sat him down on it.
"Why don't u stick around here? I mean, it seemed like everyone kind of hated ya." I asked. "..not everyone..just..a lot of them." He replied while he looked around at my room. 'Oh? Does he just not care? Or maybe he's denying it?' I questioned. "Well, how life been?" I asked curiously. "Also, why were u such an asshole to me back then?" I added. "..to answer the second one..mom liked u more. She hit me and kept calling me weak or some other name. And then she kept saying why aren't u more like Izuku..I just got pissed off..I..really am sorry.." He said. 'Hmm..so..auntie liked me more..she hit and beat him to try and get him to be like me..and to be stronger..what an asshole.' I thought.
"And the first question?" I asked. "No comment." He replied looking away. 'And he doesn't wanna answer that question..why is he gripping his wrist..?' I thought. I immediately grabbed his hand and rolled his sleeve up. "Hey! What are u—!" He yelled. My eyes widened when I saw it. '..he's cutting himself..' I thought. "Why." I asked sternly. "None of ur business!" He replied as he tried to cover it up. "Why. Don't make me ask again." I said once again. He looked at me with hesitation a clear in his eyes. Also a glint of fear. "..i...ot..fe..u.." He mumbled to were I couldn't hear. "Speak up." I said. "..I got tired of it! Of everything!" He suddenly yelled.
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Btw
They dated for awhile before Bakugou started bullying Izuku.
Just to explain a few things—
