One More Chance..? | Bkdk | Suicidal Deku

Chapter I

Chapter I: Happy Fifth Birthday..!

3rd person POV:

It all started a few weeks before his fifth birthday...

"Dad..?" A soft voice called out to his father, only a glare to be returned.

"WHAT?!" He said frustrated. He had just came back from work after drinking at the nearby bar. Well, he'd drink a bit, but today he may have drank a bit too much.

The four year old flinched at the sudden outburst. He quickly took out the picture he had drawn of his family. He cheerfully made his way to his father while showing Hisashi the drawing.

"The fuck is this shit?" He said as he stumbled over to the dining table and grabbing a lighter. Izuku, unaware of what was going on, just watched as his father turned on the lighter and bring it close enough to the paper to burn it. "W-Wait— No, don't burn it!" He squeaked out as he watched his drawing burn in front of his eyes.
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"BITCH!" The white haired man yelled as he smashed a glass bottle against the woman's head, the said woman backing up on the floor.

"Ple-ease— I'll do better, I-I pr-promise..!" She said, tears staining her face. The four year old stood by the doorframe, watching the scene unroll before him. His breathing hitched as he saw his father walk towards him.

"D-Dad—" He was cut off by the man in front of him.

"I. Am. NOT. Your. Dad. CALL ME SIR YOU IDIOT!" He screamed while grabbing Izuku by his green locks.

"Let g-go! It hur-hurts!" The boy whined as he kicked his feet, begging to be let go. The man carelessly threw him away as he stomped up the stairs, not even listening to the cries of his son or wife.

"I-Izuku—! Are y-you okay honey?!" Inko crawled over to her son with a worried look on her face. The boy just rubbed his forehead as blood leaked out. Inko started to panic as she somewhat tried to stand up and got the first aid kit. "There, there sweetie.. Stay still for mama.." She said while wiping the area with a cotton ball. She put on a bandaid before wrapping her her head with some bandage.

Yeah... This is not what Izuku and his mother had expected…

"Happy birthday, Sweetie!" Inko cheered while clapping. Izuku giggled and blew out the candles. Inko hastily took them off of the cake and handed the now five year old a plastic knife.

"My baby's all grown up now..." Inko said warmly as Izuku cut the cake. It was a small cake with All Might in the the middle. The icing was a mixture of red, yellow and blue along with white sprinkles.

"T-Thank you, Ma!" The young boy gleefully said with a grin.

It was all good, but not for so long...
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"OI! MAKE ME DINNER, PIG!" Hisashi shouted as he sat on one of the chairs. Inko hurriedly took out some ingredients and started cooking.
Izuku, on the other hand, who was too young to understand went up to Hisashi and asked him, "Dad, why are you so angry?" Hisashi glared at him, "I am NOT your father, BRAT!" He said before kicking the poor kid in his stomach.

Izuku curled up into a ball on the floor as tears kept making there way out of his eyes, along with the pain the pain in his small stomach.

Right— Uhh... I may want to discontinue my previous book. It was just a random thought at 2 am, plus it has no plot whatsoever. So I'm really sorry. I hope I'll finish this one, with a planned plot. Thanks for understanding, hope you guys have a wonderful day.

-- Azumi