A Talk With The Quiet Kid

Chapter 6

Third person POV

Mina hears a loud thud while she's walking away from Katsuki's room with Kirishima. She stops walking. 'What was that?' she asks, wondering if her friend heard it as well, while looking back. 'I don't know..' The red haired boy says gloomy, while looking at the ground. He's sad because he thought he was Katsuki's friend. And just now the blond revealed never being anyone's friend.

'Kiri-' Mina says, but stops. She sees the boy walking away. She grabs his wrist and says concernedly 'I think something happened in Bakubae's room! We gotta go check on him!' The sharp toothed boy groans softly 'But why should we care.. he said we aren't his friends..'

'What the- Stop being such a baby! Are you a hero in training or not? C'mon!' the girl says while jogging back to the room she just came out of. Kirishima follows behind her and knocks on the door, realizing that Katsuki is still his friend. And that's all that matter at the moment. 'Bakubro! Are you okay? We heard a thud!'

They don't get a response.

Mina doesn't waste any time and barges in the room, where she sees her friend laying on the floor unconscious. 'Oh god!- Kiri- call Aizawa!' She screams, scaring the tanned boy into thinking Katsuki's dead, because he hasn't gone in the room yet. 'He's dead?!' he screams back in fear.

'No- he's breathing! I think he fainted! Call Aizawa!!' She replies, while sitting down on her heels, next to the unconscious boy. She starts stroking his hair and whispering if he could wake up.

A minute or two later, Aizawa and Kirishima walk in the room. Katsuki had woken up by the time and was sitting straight up.

Aizawa crouches down in front of the just conscious boy and puts his hand on the boy's forehead checking if he has a fever or not. Katsuki slaps the hand away and whispers to not touch him. His teachers looks at him sternly and stands back up. Katsuki moves over to his bed, leaning against it, curling up in a ball and laying his head on his kneecaps, covering his face with his arms. Ashamed of what he said to his two classmates.

It's true. Katsuki will never call them his friends. He'll never call anyone his friend. He feels unworthy of friendships. He doesn't understand why the two wanna be his friend. He's mean. He's a f*cking monster.

The black haired man sighs while pinching his nose bridge. This kid.. he thinks.

'Do you know why you fainted?' Kirishima asks. Mina answers for Katsuki 'He doesn't. He just stood up and fainted.' It is true. But also a lie. Everything was hurting before the blond fainted. 'I know you don't call us friends- but you're still our friend.. so, please just know that..' the red head says, not getting a response back. He reached out his hand to nudge him on his arm, but his hand gets slapped away by the other. Katsuki sensed the other's hand.

Kirishima looks sad and backs away. Aizawa signals Mina and Kirishima to leave the room. They do so and Aizawa squats down in front of the younger boy.

'What really happened, Bakugou.' the older man asks. Katsuki makes his eyes more visible and mumbles 'What Mina told..' He sniffs after. 'Really?' the black teacher remarks. The other nods.

'Why'd ya stand up?' the older asks, trying to get the truth out of him, because he knows he's lying.

'To go to my bed.' the other informs.

'To sleep?'

What else, the blond thinks. 'Yes.' he says, while having another crack in his voice.

'You didn't keep a blade or two with you?'

Shit. Katsuki thinks.

Katsuki doesn't respond. But it does give Aizawa an answer. He still has a blade or even more. Aizawa sighs 'Bakugou... it won't help if you keep them near. That's how I learned.'

Katsuki is feeling angrier and doesn't know why. He clutches on his sleeve tightly and starts to shake softly.

Aizawa is trying to figure out what to say next and looks around the room. Not noticing that his student activated his quirk. He smells smoke and looks at Katsuki, finally noticing his quirk. He grabs the kid's arm and is ready to scream, but he sees his face. His eyes are red, lips trembling and he's shaking.

Katsuki doesn't pull his arm away this time. He plans to sob till he's done. Aizawa loosens the grip on the boy's arm, sitting down and letting go of the boy's arm.

After a minute of silent sobbing, Katsuki is extending his hand to grab his hair and pull on it. But Aizawa notices and knows he's gonna pull on his hair so he grabs his arm softly, knowing that there still are fresh ones on there, he's making it impossible for the boy to grab his hair, because he feels so, so weak.

Another few minutes pass and the only thing you could hear is sniffling.

Oh how Katsuki misses Izuku. So. So f*cking much. And there is nothing he can do. Izuku is gone forever. He misses his stupid smile so much. He just wants to go home to him.

'They're in my drawer.. it's just one.. just the uh.. sharpner..' the sad boy announces softly, not knowing if his teacher understands. Aizawa nods and walks towards the desk. 'There are uh- tissues.. covered up with uh.. you know.. so just.. uhm yeah..' Katsuki adds. 'It's okay.' the other replies.

Aizawa opens the drawer, seeing a few bloody tissues in there. 'The blood is dried up.. I can grab it...' the blond suggested, while making a movement of standing up. 'It's okay, I said.' the other implied while looking for the blade in the drawer, pushing away the bloody tissues. Katsuki sits back down. While Aizawa is looking for the blade, he notices a pair of scissors on his desk.

'Do I also have to take the scissors away as well or no?' The standing man requests.

'The wha.. oh, I never really used that to, you know. But you can take them as well, I don't care..' the younger boy says, with less sniffling and voice cracks.

'Do you have any other sharp objects in your room that i'm not aware of?' the other asks.

'Uh..  I don't think so, no'

'You sure? No razors, needles, paperclips'

'Kind of forgot I could use those.. but there is a little plastic box of paper clips in the drawer underneath.. never opened it though,'

Aizawa opens the drawer underneath the other and sees the box immediately. Grabs it and turns around. 'Are you sure this is it?' he double checks.

'Uhn..'

'You promise to tell me if you're having urges?'

...

'Sure.'

'Let's pinky promise.'

'I always keep my promise.'

'Promise me to tell me that you relapsed.'

The younger boy clicks his tongue while standing up. 'I pinky promise on whatever you want to promise.' he says while holding his pinky up.

'Okay. Break the promise and i'll call your parents. I don't wanna rush you by telling me, I just want you to be safe.' the black haired man informs while sticking his pinky up, waiting for Katsuki to lock their pinkies together.

The shorter male looks at the other hand. Wondering how he went from thinking that he won't be here tomorrow to.. fine.

He pinky promises.

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