NOMU (kiribaku)

A Funeral

(Kirishima)

Bakugou isn't at school today. Yesterday he was acting really different. He blew up at absolutely everything, (more than usual anyway) and actually cried and showed weakness.

I don't know how long he's known about his mom, I really wanted to help, but it was kinda difficult because he didn't wanna open up about anything.

But there seemed to be something else bothering him. There was just something kinda..... Off. I don't know, he just stared into my eyes a lot and it felt like he was staring right into my soul.

Oh shit! I'm not paying attention at all! I hurried to right down notes from the board before Aizawa went to the next slide, still worrying about Bakugou.

(Back to normal, Idk why I just wanted to do that mmk)

I stood next to my father at the front of the room in full military uniform. The First Sergeant was standing on the other side of the decorated coffin, giving a speech telling everyone my mother died a hero.

I looked over at the Sergeant.

Ugh. Just finish this dumb talk then I can get out of here.

I glared at him, on the outside he appeared sorrowful, but on the inside he doesn't fuckin care at all. I've never liked the shithead because he's always been like that, but I have have to respect him because he fuckin outranks me.

"Katsuki." My father pushed through his teeth.

I turned back to the crowd of people.

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"Katsuki! I made your favorite!" I bounced down the stairs and saw my mother placing dishes of her homemade jalapeno curry.

I jumped to the table and wolfed it down immediately. "Perfect as always, mom!" I gave her a thumbs up and a wide smile.

"Happy sixth birthday kiddo, sorry your dad couldn't be here tonight." She smiled.

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"All Might saved everyone inside a burning building today, did you here about that Katsuki? He really is amazing isn't he?"

"Whoa! Really? He's so awesome, one day I'll be as cool as him!"

"I'm certain you will." She smiled down at me.

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"Mom! I got into UA! I'm going to the same badass school as All Might himself!"

"Really?! That's amazing sweetheart!" She pulled me into a tight hug and kissed my cheek over and over.

"Mom!! Stoppit thats fuckin gross!" I laughed.

"I'm just so proud of my baby! You have such a powerful quirk, I'm sure you'll be a great hero!"

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"Lets go to the dinner, Officer." My father demanded.

"Yes sir." I followed him into the large dining room.

The table was divided by military status so I was seated in the middle area and my father was closer to the Seargeant Major.

I didn't hear anyone--not one fucking person--mention my mom after we moved to the dining room. It pissed me the hell off. Everyone was smiling and laughing, talking about who fuckin knows what.

It was easy for me to leave the table, I would get scolded for it later, but I didn't fuckin care.

I went to her casket and hesitantly opened it. My eyes filled with tears as I looked upon what was left of her body. Her features were distorted and barely recognizable. Her skin was still melting away right in front of my eyes.

The quirk still acting on her prevented me from healing her like I did my fist in the bathroom. Its the most fucked up drawback of any quirk that I have. I can't heal injuries caused by another quirk.

I stood still in front of the coffin. Sad. Mourning. Angry.

I reached into the casket, lifting her hand, only three fingers remained. My heart dropped as her cold forearm snapped in half. I let her hand down and my eyes dropped to the floor.

Standing here, at her funeral, I regret lying to her.

As I grew up I realized that mom never knew about what dad was doing to me. I never told her because I was scared of him, what he might do to me or her if I said anything. Maybe I don't regret it so much though, now she'll never have to know the moster I've become...

She would be so disappointed..

I closed the casket and shoved my hands in my pocket, heading toward the door. I wiped my face and pushed through the doors. I jumped in the front seat of the closest car and turned the keys.

It's nearly four o'clock. I took the car and drove to UA and changed into normal cloths in the back seat (The windows are tinted creeps.) Then I  leaned on the hood of the car.

I wiped the tears from my face that fell every once in a while and waited for the bell to ring.

I wanted to see the one person that's showed they cared.