Can't Save Me Now (Villain Deku AU)

Chapter 11

Bakugo's POV

It annoyed me how whenever the villains, who I was honestly started to respect, attacked students or did something disruptive, I was never there.

It made me think that there was like this force that was planning everything that was going on, and it didn't want me to meet them yet.

But that was stupid, my luck was just terrible.

"Bakugo, I'm so glad you never met him. He'd probably make you actually cry. His glare is so scary." I was just trying to sleep because I was tired out of my mind, but Sero, seriously?

Most of the class was around me, some were amused, some were scared, some were unbothered. Only Icy-hot was unbothered. 

The rest were just looking between us and wondering when I would attack. 

If I ever attacked.

In response I just glared at him using the tips Izuku gave me all those years ago. Being able to freak people out with a look was no joke. 

You just have to look at them and think about your anger. Everything you've ever been angry at, every sinister plan you've ever made. 

And then you're glaring.

You feel every negative emotion at that moment (make sure to not cry), and just stare. Stare until you're satisfied.

Stare until they're scared shitless.

I moved my glare to the rest of the class, making them squirm in their spot. Izuku would be so proud of me right now. 

Sero stuttered a bit before forming a coherent sentence. "Th-that was the e-exact look he gave all of us!" He took a step back, and so did a few others.

"How did you do that?" Yaoyorozu looked breathless, all from a look.

"Please don't do that ever again!" Raccoon Eyes hugged my neck.

"Tell Sero not to piss me off ever again, and I won't." I retorted, pissed at the entire class. That comment was completely undeserved!

They weren't expecting me to actually use their real names, but I will if they earn my respect or piss me off enough.

"Class, I understand that you're worried after meeting the villains twice, but I assure you that we'll make sure you won't be in trouble." He looked so tired at us and the two villains.

That was definitely not the reason I was mad and had my mental breakdowns.

"Why are you even doing this?" I never thought that Four Eyes would stand up to a teacher. "They obviously don't want to be here, and we don't want them here either! They've killed so many, just because they're young, doesn't mean they're not villains!" 

He actually made sense for once. 

I wondered what Aizawa-sensei would say to retaliate. "After an interview with a human lie-detector, and a psychologist reviewing the video-d version, we have reason to believe that they're forced into it."

"They're villains! They're putting on a show, they lie, that's who they are!" I had to admit, we had all forgotten about his interaction with Stain.

He sighed, "I know it's probably a lie, but we're heroes. Even if it is, they were extremely good actors, especially for their age. You would have to convince Principal Nezu if you want them gone. In any case, you still have class today."

Well that made sense, Aizawa-sensei himself wouldn't purposefully put us in harms way, but forcing two young villains into going to a hero school? 

Exactly the kind of shenanigans Principal Nezu would pull. 

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Izuku's POV

We were stuck in our dorms for the rest of the day, and we weren't allowed to do anything. Seriously, nothing.

They didn't even allow us to play any games (granted, most games involved a knife, but still!). We were bored out of our minds.

"I wish we never were arrested in the first place." Himi said as we laid on our beds, and stared up at the blank ceiling.

There were two desks, two dressers, and two twin beds on opposite sides of the room. There was nothing up on the wall, and only pens and pencils to stab people with.

"I wish grief didn't distract me from following my MO." I responded, I didn't want Himiko to think that it was her fault, when it was mine. 

"It's not your fault, and I wish you would stop blaming yourself for it." She sat up and hugged her knees.

Seeing her in that position reminded me of all those nights when we were younger. 

"Izu," I winced as Himiko wrapped up my wounds, "I wish you could stay safe." After Mother wasn't able to care for us anymore, she had to learn how to treat them herself.

"I know Himi, but I can't. Father just hates us for our quirks, there's nothing I can do if he wants to beat me." I patted her head.

She stared up with crying eyes, "but do you have to continue training your quirk? Do you really have to become the greatest assassin?" 

"I really have to Himiko, I need to get enough money so that all three of us can survive out there. Being an assassin is the quickest way." 

I was willing to kill myself just so they could escape this hellhouse. 

We were both being trained at the same time, but mine was more intense because I'm a year older. 

She was about to burst into tears when she looked at my scars, he hated us so much just because we had quirks.

What did we ever to do him? 

Why did Mother never stop him?

Why did nobody stop him?

"Himi..." I lost my train of thought. 

"You can't keep blaming yourself whenever something bad happens! It was Father's fault that Eri died, and it's Kurogiri's fault that we weren't able to escape." 

I stood up and walked over to her bed, sitting next to her. "I know, it's an issue. And I just miss her so much..." 

Himiko turned to me, "I'm sorry that I addressed her by name!" We hugged and cried silently, loud crying is for bad villains. 

"We can't ever cry in front of the heroes, so no mentioning her again. But if they attack you again, I will not hesitate to beat them up." 

"Knives crossed?"

"Knives crossed."