Our Little Secret

Chapter 17

~Bakugo

We boarded a train to get to the Best Jeanist Hero Agency office in Tokyo, but not before Deku said goodbye to his friends.
Once onboard the train, Deku took advantage of the small crowd and lay down, resting his head in my lap. I ran my hand through his messy hair and threaded it between my fingers, until his body relaxed and his breathing became steady. Not long after, I too fell asleep.
I was woken by someone shaking my shoulder. It was a stranger.
"Hey look, he's awake." The guy said, stepping back. He was surrounded by three other people. They all looked at most mid twenties.
"So what, is this your little play toy." Another snorted, pointing to Deku.
I tapped him on the shoulder. He woke up.
"We gotta go." I whispered.
Us six were the only people in this carriage.
"Uh-uh, not so fast." One of them said, putting a hand on my shoulder as I tried to stand.
"You faggots need to be taught a lesson." The one who woke me up said. "I don't care if the rest of the world accepts you, you still disgust me!"
"What's going on?" Deku said.

~Midoriya

I woke up to Kacchan telling me we had to leave. I looked around as I sat up. The carriage was empty, accept for four men standing in front of us.
"Uh-uh, not so fast." One of them said, putting a hand on Kacchan's shoulder as he tried to stand.
"You faggots need to be taught a lesson." Another said. "I don't care if the rest of the world accepts you, you still disgust me!"
"What's going on?" I asked.
One of them snickered.
"The little boy wakes up." He said.
"Kacchan?" I said confused.
"Aww how cute, Kacchan." One teased.
"Shut up, only he calls me that!" Kacchan said.
They must be homophobes. Great, I should have known better, travelling to Tokyo.
"How do you like this?" One said, grabbing me by the collar and pulling me up.
Kacchan jumped up, but the other three pushed him back down. The man who grabbed me pushed me face first against a wall.
He pulled down my pants, as another man restrained my arms. I put my cheek against the wall so I could see Kacchan out of the corner of my eye. He was struggling against two men who restrained him. The man then pulled down my boxers.
"Next Stop: Tokyo Station."
The man pulled down the blinds to our carriage. Then he proceeded to take off his own pants. The train slowed. It stopped, causing all the men to lose their footing. I used this to my advantage, pushing against the person restraining me, causing them to fall. I did the same to the guy who was standing in front of me with no pants on. I grabbed one of the people restraining Bakugo and tossed them to the ground, freeing one of his hands, allowing him to punch the other person who was restraining them. I pulled up my pants and we ran for the door, pushing the button. The doors opened.
"What happened?" The Best Jeanist asked, seeing mine and Bakugo's rush.
"Nothing to much, but do you mind if I speak to Dek- I mean Izuku, before we get going?" Bakugo asked.
"Are you OK?" I asked, once Best Jeanist was out of earshot.
"Yes," Bakugo said, "But are you?"
"I'm fine." I said.
Just another thing. Why can't I ever escape the bad things in life. I am cursed. I must be.