Death Of A Hero

Irreversible damage

Aizawa pov

*clunk*

The loud sound of old metal outside my window startled me. I open my door with my head down.

"Hey eraser." This mysterious person greets me with a sinister smile and a twisted laugh. "Did you miss me?"

I look up in shock to find...

"Izu?" I can feel the tears swirling up in my eyes. "Oh my god, izu it's really you!" I run toward him, cupping his face, and kissing him.

"Sho- sho please." He was clearly crying, but trying to hide it. "Look, I faked my death because the shit you said. That's irreversible damage."

"Oh my love, I've missed you so mush, don't do this to me." I say, now sobbing.

He gets down, leaning on the balcony, losing balance from the weight of my body clinging to him. I eventually let go, and invite him in. We sit down and he sits on my lap. He kisses me, it's short desperate and sudden when he pulls away.

"Sho, the things we've done. It's impossible for us to be together."

"We can do it secretly my love. Please. Don't leave. Not again."

"Fine. Only because I've missed you."

"I've missed you too love."

That night all we did was cuddle. I couldn't even eat because I was so disturbed. The next few days we sat in bed, and that's the only thing we did.

"I love you. So much." He said.

Although it didn't feel like before. Although it was so much different.  Although there was so much irreversible damage. The only thing I could care about was that I had him in my arms again. Finally, for the first time in almost four years I could be happy again. Eventually I had to go back to work, and I asked nezu to bring  a villain to work so the kids can ask questions up close. And of course he said yes. This was a first in ua, or in any school ever. Me and izuku get to work to find to whole class sat down obediently.

"Today, we have a villain in class. This is a first in history so be polite and well mannered."

"Why did you become a villain?" One kid asks him.

"The hero commission is corrupt and disgusting."

"Arent you dekaiboli? The dead villain." Another asks.

"Yeah, I faked my death." Gasps and whispers arise in the class as their curious faces turn to disturbed looks at how he said that phrase so nonchalantly.

"What occupation did you have before becoming a villain?"

"I was a hero."

"What did you want to be as a child."

"I admired all might my whole life. I still like him, actually. I've wanted to live up to his expectations my whole life. I've wanted to be a hero since I understood what a hero was."

"What hero academy did you go to?"

"I was in this class just 7 years ago. I was taught by eraser head just where you are sitting." He points to the kid in seat 18.

The kid in that seat puts his head down in disgust.

"That will be all for now. Head to the changing rooms and get your hero costumes on. We're going to be training on fighting real a real villain."

End of chapter.

Writer's note: I really like this chapter, I'm working on another story called secrets. It's a Baku deku story set after class 1A become heroes so make sure to check it out. As always, thank you for reading and if there is anything you want changed please make sure to comment it. Bye now!<3