Keep Fighting, Izuku [BakuDeku]

The Attempt

Izuku POV
I struggled since the time I was in elementary. Everyone around me began to manifest their quirks and I still didn't have one. I finally went to the doctor and they told me the harshest reality possible in today's world.

"Izuku, you don't have a quirk."
I remember those words so vividly. Those words that shattered my hopes and dreams. All I ever wanted was to be a hero — a hero like All Might who could save people with a smile.

That night, with tears streaming down my face, I watched the same familiar video of All Might's debut and asked my mom if I could become a hero too.

"I'm so sorry, Izuku." My mother cried wrapping me in her embrace.

Those words were the last thing I needed to hear.

No mom, that's not what you were supposed to say.

Time skip: Last day of middle school

"Bakugo, we heard you're going to U.A. That's frickin' awesome, man!" A student exclaims.

"Yeah, it's no big deal. My quirk is too good to even lump me in with lowlifes like you." He smirked and kicked his feet up on the desk.

"I heard Midoriya is going to apply there too."

The class turned and looked at me. A wave of fear swept over me as Kacchan turned towards me, angry. He took my notebook of hero analysis and burned it and threw it out the window to deter me from going to the entrance exams.

He walked out of the class with a, "Die!" Followed by laughter of those surrounding him.

Kacchan you shouldn't say stuff like that, what if I actually did it.
What if... I actually...
What if he's right about me. Who can I even save? I can't even save a notebook or myself.. let alone anyone else.. I'm so weak and pathetic. I don't even deserve the title, "hero."

Taking Kacchan's words to heart, I approached the rooftop of the school building.

I.. I shouldn't be alive. I hate myself.. for being born this way.. for loving him when all he's ever done is hate me... I'm so pathetic..

Tears began to stream down my face as I slowly approached the edge.

I'm so sorry, mom. I know you tried. But what's the point if my dream is snuffed out before I even get the chance..? What's the point if I'm in love with someone who hates me..?

I approach the edge of the roof and look over the short railing at the ground. I put my legs over the edge of the railing and sit on top of it for a minute and look down below at the ground, my vision blurred by my ceaseless tears.

I wonder what the ground feels like? I wonder if it'll hurt? Will anyone even know I'm gone..? Will he..?

I prepare myself to jump. Before I get the chance, I'm startled by the rooftop door bursting open harshly.

I turn and see Kacchan stomping my direction.

"Hey Deku, what the fuck do you think you're doing!" Bakugo yells furiously.

"Kacchan I- I was just-" I stutter.

He stomps over the the railing and pulls my body off of it and throws me onto the rooftop like I'm a rag doll. He pulls me by the collar so I'm looking in his face and he leans over me.

"Damn Deku, when I told you to kill you self I didn't actually mean to kill yourself..." He says visibly upset at the scene he nearly witnessed unfold in front of him.

I hear anger in his voice and something else. Fear? Sadness? Softness?

"K-Kacchan, what are you doing here?!" I say confused.

He blushes slightly. "I- I was waiting for you after school to apologize to you. I didn't mean to be so harsh to you. But then you never.. came out." He says quietly before becoming his usual angry self. "And then I open the door to see this fuckin shit! Who the hell do you think you are! You can't just leave your mother behind! Or everyone else! Or... me.."

The last part he says quietly before embracing me. I'm so surprised I can feel my face heat up.

"K-Kacchan, this isn't like you."

I look down and I can see tears flowing from his eyes as he attempts to bury his head in my chest.

"I- I'm so sorry, Izuku. I never meant to hurt you so bad. If I lost you I- I would've never gotten the chance to tell you the truth.."

"W-what are you talking about?" I blush and laugh nervously.

"Deku, I- I've always... loved you... I was just so afraid to tell you after all this time. Every time I tried to say anything to you I panicked and insults came out of my mouth. I don't blame you if you hate me, but please... please don't ever try to hurt yourself again..."

He stands abruptly and wipes away his tears. He throws my burned notebook in my lap and begins to walk away when I call out to him.

"Kacchan, wait!"

He pauses and I run up to him my heart racing and face turning red in anticipation of what I'm about to do. I reach him and turn him around to face me and quickly stand on my tip-toes and throw my arms around his shoulders to pull him close. Our lips meet and I feel sparks and warmth spread throughout my entire body. I kiss him passionately. The one I love loves me back. I pull away. His lips are so soft. That felt so good. Finally.

"Kacchan, I love you too. I always have." I say, giddy. We both blush and enjoy each other's embrace and this time tears of joy surface.

"Let me try that again since I'm ready this time." He pulls me close and we kiss again. Warmth spreads throughout my body.

He pulls away and grabs my hand. "Come on, Deku. You should get home, I'm sure your mom will worry."

"Okay, Kacchan."

(So this is my first BakuDeku story. Enjoy! There will be more to come :) )