Hero's Villain or Villain's Hero (DekuBaku)

21

“I'm so tired,” I groaned Monday morning. We were already in our seats and only a few of our classmates had come inside already.

“How long are we supposed to feel like this?” Kacchan grumbled, he would twitch from the pain in his lower back sometimes, reminding me without saying anything at all just how rough I had been with him when we thought we were back in the future again. To be fair though, he did literally ask me for it.

“Actually you two have taken it really well for being so young physically,” I jumped at the voice that had been avoiding me all weekend long.

“Why didn't you answer any of the times I called for you? We have questions,” I huffed, still angry at being ghosted by the ghost. Kacchan looked at me weird but didn't interrupt. I already know that I don't actually have to talk out loud for him, or any of them really, to hear me but it lets Kacchan know what is going on and that I'm not just staring off into space.

“Relax, did you really think that we would all stick around all the time? Because when you two decide to do the dirty, I for one will be long gone,” the way he answered sounded like common sense but I also know that the previous OFA holders don't pay attention to what's going on outside of me most of the time so I don't really believe that but I also don't know for sure.

“Besides I was doing you a favor. I went through all the souls that showed up and got a list to work with so if you need a particular quirk or talent let me know and I can get that user. That includes more than just their quirk, you actually have a couple doctors here,” he sounded so smug and with each passing word I just wanted to push him away but at the same time. That is something that I sorely needed. Doctors on hand. What more could I ask for?

“What kind of doctors?” I asked suspiciously, Kacchan however looked interested but his eyes stayed on me.

“Different kinds but no worries, you're not interested,” the voice taunted, he already knowing that I am more than just interested. Apparently each of these souls gain access to my memories when they give me their quirk so he is well aware of our situation.

Prick.

“Since I don't know your name I'm going to call you Dick,” I announced and Kacchan barked a laugh catching the few of our classmates' attention that were already in the room. I saw Iida making his way over but I just focused on my conversation. “What? You don't like it?” I asked innocently and after what I could only describe as the past I heard laughing. Wait, how long has he been laughing? Why didn't I notice before?

“Alright kid, then that will just be my name for now on,” if I had to guess I imagined a man wiping tears away from laughing too hard. He is actually more than okay with me calling him Dick. What if his real name was Richard or something? What if people actually called him Dick when he was alive? Why do I feel like I've been tricked?

Kacchan on the other hand couldn't get over the one sentence that he heard me say. He can't hear any of their side of the conversation and I can't say that it would be much, if any, better than he is about it. His pearls of laughter were just music to listen to.

“Alright kid, you do realize that you are still projecting your thoughts right now, right?” Dick asked and I shrugged. If he saw my memories then I kind of doubt that it matters.

“Touche, I like you kid, I'll explain a little more about my quirk once your classes end,” he seemed more than just pleased with my reactions. Am I entertaining him? I mean, is being dead really that boring?

“Kid, you have no idea. I swear it's like having a splitting headache and working on a new research paper that would save millions only to die in a fire that ruined it all,” Dick answered.