The scratching

Chapter 21

Izuku thought of himself as a very tolerant person. If something was really bothering him, he either talked it out or looked away. The only times he's not tolerant, or what he thought was the only time, is when is friends are being hurt. Some people say that he doesn't even have a mean bone in his body which, if you know him better, you know is not true. He just had a lot of tolerance. That was, until his father started yelling at him for not cleaning up the mess in the kitchen.

Normally, Izuku would just apologize and go clean the mess. However, this time something just snapped in him. He was done cleaning up the messes his father made.

"Why can't you just go clean it up if you made it?" Izuku asked with anger.

"Excuse me?" His father looked at him with shook, as if not expecting Izuku to talk back.

"I'm done cleaning up for you. And matter of fact, I'm done doing everything around this house too! You're a grown fucking man, can't you just do it alone?" He took a deep breath and, oh.

Oh.

He was fucked. Why did he think that talking back was a good idea? Doesn't matter, there was no going back now. He said what he said and he would stand by that.

"And just who do you think you are?" Hisashi looked like a dragon ready to spit fire. The man walked closer to Izuku, clearing the distance between them.

"You know, I really thought that you'd behave by now. Were the punishments not enough? Is what I give you not enough? Are you really that ungrateful you stupid slut?"

His cheek stung in pain before Izuku could even register that his father had slapped him.

"I was trying to be nice, really. But you're making it very hard for me Izuku."

It took every will power in his body not to apologize then and there. He was done apologizing.

"Nice? All you do is making my life a living hell!" The boy yelled.

Okay maybe that was the wrong thing to say considering that his father put his hands around Izuku's neck and pushed him against the wall.

"I'm going to fucking kill you if you don't apologize right this instant!" His father yelled into his face.

"Over my dead body" Izuku spit out. His vision was already starting to blur and the attempt to get his father's hands away failed.

"Oh? You want to fucking die? Fine by me!"

Izuku tried gasping for air with no luck. Was this really how he was going to die? Kacchan would definitely laugh at him for going out in such an uncool way. Just as Izuku thought about giving up, dying at his father's hands, the past users announced their presence in his mind.

"Izu, dear, you can't die here!" Nana yelled in his mind.

"You have to fight him boy, show him that he has no power over you anymore!" En said.

They were right, he couldn't die here.

Gathering all his remaining strength, Izuku pushed his father off of him and ran to the kitchen where he grabbed the biggest knife he could find and hid it behind his back.

His father walked into the kitchen and looked at him with venom in his eyes. "I'm very disappointed in you Izuku. But that's okay, just let me punish you and it'll all be okay."

Izuku's breath quickened. Was he really going to go through with this?

"Just come here and it'll all be okay, I promise. Listen to your father Izuku." Hisashi opened his arms and smiled at him.