It had been a few days since the USJ incident. A lot had happened, and though the physical wounds I’d sustained were long healed, the mental weight of what transpired still lingered. The sight of my classmates injured, the sheer chaos of that day—it haunted me, replaying in my mind like a broken record. But the weight wasn’t just about the past. It was about the future too.
I’d already approached Nezu about tracking down the League of Villains, desperate to act. After all, it wasn’t just about them attacking us it was about what they represented. They were bold, organized, and growing stronger with the likes of Chimera by their side now that we're determined to destroy each other.It wasn’t just Shigaraki or Kurogiri anymore. There were others, people like Chimera, who had power that could actually threaten me. Chimera... my so-called "brother," created from the same nightmare I’d endured. That thought alone made my chest tighten.
But Nezu had politely shut me down, citing the Public Hero Commission's interference. "Timing," he said. "Political reasons," he said. I hated it, but he wasn’t wrong. Heroes worked within constraints. But villains? They didn’t care about timing or politics. The longer we waited, the more damage they could do. I clenched my fist at the memory of it—of my helplessness, of the powerlessness I felt while asking for permission to do what needed to be done.
For now, I’d been allowed to leave the school as long as I informed Aizawa where I was going and how long I’d be gone. Where was I? Well... I wasn’t exactly at some secret villain lair or scouring the streets for clues. I was at Ochaco’s apartment.
Yeah. That’s where I was.
She’d insisted I come over, especially after the incident. I’d been hesitant at first, unsure if it was the right thing to do. But she’d been persistent.
Izuku:You need to rest, Izuku
she’d said. And I couldn’t argue with her.
So here I was. Sleeping in her bed.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I’d insisted on the couch, wanting to give her space, but Ochaco had flat-out refused. She held me tightly as we lay in the same bed, her arms wrapped around me like I might vanish if she let go.
And honestly? I didn’t mind.
Her warmth, her presence it brought me peace. A peace I hadn’t felt due to the USJ incident . It reminded me of Nemuri. I thought about her too—my other girlfriend, the one who knew the darkness in me and embraced it anyway. We’d shared moments like this, wrapped in each other’s arms, finding comfort in the silence. Nemuri had been okay with me staying with Ochaco. I didn’t know how she managed to balance her feelings, but she always had a way of understanding me, of knowing what I needed even before I did.
But as much as I cherished these moments, my mind couldn’t help but wander back to the League of Villains. Shigaraki. Chimera. . They were still out there, planning their next move while we waited. My body might have been at rest, but my mind was on the battlefield, strategizing, thinking of ways to find them, to stop them. The memory of Chimera’s mocking laughter echoed in my head.
"Brother," he’d called me, like it meant something.
I clenched my jaw at the thought, my arms instinctively tightening around Ochaco. I’d prove him wrong. The next time we met, I wouldn’t hold back. I wouldn’t hesitate. Whether we had similar past or not, I’d put an end to him and his delusions. He almost hurt tsuyu next time I would absolutely destroy him
I'll send him to go and meet Dr kuroki....in pieces like father like son
"Izuku," Ochaco mumbled sleepily, pulling me out of my thoughts. Her voice was soft, muffled against my chest.
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Shattered Light: A Neglected Izuku Story
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya, neglected and bullied due to his lack of a quirk, endured abuse from his family and friends, especially his twin sister Izumi and Katsuki Bakugo. One fateful day, when locked outside his home, Izuku was kidnapped and taken to a secre...
