hikari means light

39

TW
-suicide
-self harm
-cutting
-swearing
-yelling
-voices/hallucinations(?)
-knives/blades

izuku sat in nezus office quietly. At this point he had taken his mask off and was sipping tea he had been given.

Nezu called aizawa to let him know izuku with him, to which aizawa cursed, thanked nezu, muttered something about tracking izukus phone then hung up quickly after hearing someone yelling.

safe to say aizawa was having a great day.

"so, midoryia-" nezu began, but was interrupted by izuku.

"i said not to call me that." izuku spat  head down looking into his now empty cup.

"ah yes my apologies, what did you say you would you prefer?" nezu said with a smile.

"i dont know. izuku, hikari, deku, yama-zawa. everyone seems to be giving me dumb nicknames so i dont care. just not that" izuku mumbles, placing his cup on nezus desk and playing with his fingers.

"right, well izuku. i was wondering if you'd like to play chess with me?" nezu asked innocently.

Izuku looked him up and down, then squinted slightly.

"whats the catch rat satan." they make eyecontact and izuku doesnt back down.

they stare at eachother for a moment, before nezu smiles even wider and claps his hands.

"ah yes i knew you were smart! the catch is that if i win, i get to ask you anything and you have to tell me honestly" nezu says.

"what do i get when i win?" izuku asks.

nezu, looking very entertained, answers with "whatever you want, as long as its not too illegal."

and the game begins.

-

After around 100 minutes, the game ended with izuku winning. Even though nezu had lost, he was positively beaming.

"you know, no ones ever beaten me at chess before" nezu hums and sips his tea.

"You've never met anybody like me." izuku mumbles and leans back in his chair, looking down at nothing.

"indeed... so, izuku, what would you like now that you've won?" nezu asks, leaning his elbows on the table expectantly.

Izuku is quiet for a moment, just sitting without a word before he speaks.

"nothing" he says.

"nothing?" nezu repeats, surprised but somewhat impressed and intrigued.

"yea, theres nothing that i want that you can give me" izuku explains.

he pulls his phone out of his pocket from where its been sitting all morning and sees all the missed messages and calls from aizawa and the others, then  puts it back with a sigh.

"well then, do you mind if i ask you one simple question?" nezu asks.

"shoot" izuku replies.

Nezu smiles softly and leans back in his seat.

"why were you crying when i found you wandering the halls" nezu asks in a soft tone.

He made sure not to sound accusing or judgemental. If what he thought of izuku was right, he would never get anything out of him by forcing him. No, that would only work if he was at a specific kind of breaking point. he wasnt there at the moment.

Izuku looks up from his lap and catches nezus gaze.

"because the suicidal kid is just pathetic right?" he says monotonously.