Scars That Mend - Kiribaku Emergency Services AU

Eight Years

Everything flooded back at once. UA High, the football team...my friends. Mina, Denki, Kyoka...even Izuku and Ochako. Yuga Aoyama, the TV presenter. All that time I'd been under the impression that nobody from high school wanted to know me, but they were all there. Three years of memories - things these people remembered, but kept secret from me.

Mina...she'd been my friend since middle school. Somehow my fucked up trauma brain had erased her completely. God...how could she even bear to be friends with me now? How could she pretend that nothing had happened? How could she have lied to me? Five years of friendship and she'd never once mentioned - even in passing - that we knew each other from middle school. 

I blinked away tears as my eyes refocused on Katsuki. The blurred colours of his jacket became crisp, the distinct number '09' like a knife through my chest. That was my jacket...and the one on my own back was his. Katsuki, the man I'd fallen for over the past months...was my high school boyfriend. He was the boy I'd seen in all those hazy memories - the love of my life. 

He was the high school boyfriend I had thought was dead. 

The reason I'd lost my memories - no, my Mom was the reason. Her ridiculous need for control had led me to believe the boy I loved was dead. Shit...he'd known all along. He'd probably tried to visit me in the hospital and my Mom stopped him. Why hadn't he said anything? Why hadn't anyone said anything? Did they think I was too broken to handle it? Or did they just not care enough?

I stumbled backwards as I felt my head lurch from the sudden overwhelming emotions and memories. Katsuki...Mina...my Mom...everyone had been lying to me for years. It made no sense-

"Eijiro!" Katsuki's fuzzy voice called. His blurry figure approached me - I managed to right myself before he reached me, holding up a hand to stop him from approaching. He was halfway between myself and the gym. "Ei...what's wrong?"

"You knew." I said in a small voice. 

The blonde's eyes flew open.

"You knew...and you didn't say anything."

"Ei..."

"You knew." I repeated. "You fucking knew and you didn't say anything."

"Ei, it's complicated-"

"I thought you were dead!" I choked. "My Mom told me...fuck. The reason I lost my memories...the breakdown...was because I thought you were fucking dead Katsuki!"

"Shit...Ei-"

"I spent eight fucking years without knowing the truth. Eight years, Katsuki! Eight years of having a hole the size of the fucking Moon in my chest, because I thought the love of my life was fucking DEAD."

"I'm sor-"

"I..." I shook my head. "I need to process all this shit. I need...I'm sorry, Katsuki."

I saw tears bead in the blonde's eyes. "Ei..."

"I'm not...ugh." I sighed. "I'm not leaving, just give me some time, okay? I just remembered my entire fucking high school career in two seconds."

The blonde shook his head with wide eyes. "You remember?"

I nodded. "Everything."

"Fuck..."

I felt my chest start to pound, turning away from the blonde. "I can't do this right now."

"Okay."

I started walking away, but felt a slight tug in my chest. I couldn't just leave things like that. It wasn't fair - it wasn't Katsuki's fault I'd forgotten him. I turned back to throw an apology over my shoulder when I heard a fist slam against the door to the gym. The blonde had retreated to the building, leaning his forehead against the door. I felt my fists clench at seeing him so upset - I'd caused it.