A Deadly Secret (Izuku Midoriya x Reader)

Chapter 86: Get Out of My Skin!! (Season 4, Episode 21)

-One Month Later-

    After all of our practicing and hard work (plus Bakugo screaming for us to keep the tempo), we finally got to do our practice run in the gym. Nothing went wrong, which was a great sign.

Tomorrow's the big day!

    "We'll have to clear outta the gym soon!" Kirishima announced. "But we should have enough time for one more run through!"

    Mina clapped to get the dancer's attention, as they went through their moves. "Look alive! And one, and two, and three. And one, and two, and three. And pose!" The drum set, microphone, and keyboard weren't able to be moved into the gym until tomorrow, so the dancers were really the only ones doing anything. "Then Aoyama goes to the center and Midoriya books it offstage."

    "On it."

    "Midoriya, you're still lacking passion," the pink girl scolded. "So, bring the fire!"

    "Roger!"

    After a minute or two, Aoyama was hoisted up by his harness. "Wee!"

    "That's it! Perfect!"

    Suddenly, the doors slammed open, revealing an angry Hound Dog. "It's already nine o'clock! Students should've cleared out of the gym by now!"

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    After returning to the dorms, I went straight to my room. Even now, two months after my brother's death, I still have nightmares. I always told Izuku that they stopped, but he knew better than to trust that. Tonight, I was exhausted from practicing on my own time, leading me to go to bed early. I didn't want to rip Izuku away from hanging out with our friends, so I told him to join me later. Although he was hesitant, he ended up telling me that he'd be up in an hour or two.

    Returning to my dorm, I locked the room, changing into my pajamas. I wore one of Izuku's t-shirts with a pair of (f/c) bottoms. After making sure that I unlocked the door, I fell asleep.

    "You again?" I looked up at Lady Hecate. "My, you always do like to haunt me when I'm alone."

    Instead of showing me horrific images of my lost loved ones, she decided to sit across from me.

    "Aren't you scared?"

    "Why should I be?" I scowled. "We're the same person. You basically said that yourself."

    "True." An eerie silence filled the air. "Don't you wanna know what happened to your parents?"

    "I have a feeling that no isn't an option."

    The blue and pink haired girl smiled, before evaporating into smoke. That was new. In her place, the two adults, who were said to be my parents, stood before me. My first nightmare was the only one that they had been in. I remembered them to both be bleeding from their heads, since I was told that they died in a car accident.

Now, I could see that I was wrong. Both my mom and my dad had bullet wounds in their foreheads.

"You damned child!" The woman with blue and pink hair screamed. "If it wasn't for your quirk, then maybe I could've loved you!"

For some reason, my body took the form of my younger self, when I was around five. "I'm your child! You're supposed to love me; you made me!" Even though I felt as if I never met these people before, I was overcome by raging emotions.

"You have that fucking murder weapon on your arm, just like your sister!" My dad shouted. "I've already made one murderer, and I'm not about to let the next be you!"

"Dad, what are you-"

The (h/c) haired man forced me down to the ground, holding a pillow over my face. My small arms flailed around relentlessly, but there was no use. I couldn't breathe.

*Bang Bang*

I woke up to someone shaking my body, forcing me to jolt up from my bed in a cold sweat.

"(Y/n), it's okay sweetheart." Izuku tightly held me in his arms, as he reassuringly rubbed my back. "I've got you. You're okay."

    It took me a while, but I eventually calmed down. So, Kaina killed my parents to save me?

    "Thanks, Izu." I muttered into his shirt, as he kissed my forehead.

    "Wanna talk about it?"

    Can I even say anything about this? "I-in all of my nightmares, there's someone who looks like me showing me horrific things. First, she was saying that it's my fault that everyone leaves me and then she was telling me how it was my fault that my parents died and-"

    "Shh." The green haired boy rested his forehead against my own. "Calm down. How could it be your fault? They died in a car accident, didn't they?"

    "It was like I was a kid again... My parents stood right in front of me, saying I was cursed with the same abilities that my sister had. Then they tried to suffocate me with a pillow."

    "What?!" My boyfriend gasped. He got us under the covers, laying us both down before pulling me against his chest. "It was just a nightmare. It wasn't real."

    "You don't understand!" I teared up, as my fists tightly held onto his t-shirt. "Anytime I see them in my nightmares, they have bullet wounds in their foreheads! Bullet wounds that Kaina made to save me!"

    A small noise escaped Izuku's mouth. It was obvious that he wanted to know more but knew that now wasn't the time to cross this line. He kissed my forehead, before pulling my head into his chest.

    "Hey, we have the concert to look forward to tomorrow." The complete change in subject caused me to raise my tear-stained eyes to look at his green ones. "We're gonna do great! Especially for Eri."

    "You're right." I sadly smiled, as Izuku wiped my tears away with his thumb. "We've gotta make her smile."

-The Next Morning-

    I woke up around 7:30, alone. Where did he go? Rubbing my eyes, I saw a note on my nightstand.

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(Y/n),

    I'm sorry that I left without saying anything, but I didn't want to wake you up. I had to train with All Might and pick up some rope from the store. I love you.

    P.S. I found out that none of the food stands have any candy apples, so I may need your help trying to make them later. :)

                                            Love, Izuku.

***

    Training and shopping? How long has he been up?! Well, at least he's thinking about Eri.

After changing into the orange band t-shirts that Momo made, along with my uniform skirt, I headed downstairs to the common area.