NOMU (kiribaku)

Helpless

"Hey." I said and Kirishima turned around quickly.

"Hey man, are you.. alright.." His words faded out as he saw the tears rushing down my face.

"Kirishima, I don't know what to do, I'm freaking out. I'm gonna go to jail, it was all my fault!" I paced forward and threw my arms around him, yelling into his shoulder.

"Hey, it'll be ok.. Just promise me you didn't have anything to do with his death.." He gently pushed me off and looked ready to cry with me.

"No, I swear I didn't want him dead! I didn't want any of them to die! But it was my fault!"

"Ok, ok.. I beleive you. It wasn't your fault, it's gonna be okay Bakugou.." His voice was soft as always, calming my frantic thoughts for only a moment.

I stared into his scarlet eyes for a moment, "but what if it's not? My dad's smart, and I never tried to stop him.. I was doing it even though I knew people were dying--"

"Bakugou.." Kirishima tried to get my attention.

"--That's enough to send me to jail right?! Dammit, forget about jail! I'm trying to be a fucking hero! How can I call myself a hero when I didn't even try to stop people from being killed!?--"

"Bakugou."

"--It is my fault! Nine people are fucking dead because of ME! How am I supposed to-"

My eyes widened as I was silence by Kirishima leaning closer and kissing me softly, his hand held gently against the back of my neck.

He pulled away just a second later and looked into my eyes, ".....You'll be okay.. I'm sure you will."

--

"This case is not looking good for the two of you. Not to worry, I will help you the best I can but the evidence stacked against you is rock solid." Our lawyer, miss Tomiko, reasured my father and I-or at least tried to.

In the hours after my arrest, my father hadn't said a word to me, he hadn't really said anything at all. But his mind was racing. And I was absolutely terrified.

He was angry, thinking I had gone to the police or told somebody about what he was doing to me. His eyes never once met mine, he was cold and unmoving, not unlike a statue.

He was worried about the trial. That's an understatement--he was certain that he would be sent away, and that certainty sent shivers down my spine. He seemed afraid too, because he believed that I was his weapon he was using to save the world. Prison would just take away his chance to use me for his own purposes. It always angered me how little he cared about the people he had to hurt to help others. Don't get him wrong, he does help people, but only the first way that comes to his mind and it usually involves violence.

Meanwhile, I listened to miss Tomiko, fearing the trial to come and the possible outcomes. Looking at all the evidence was horrifying, it seemed impossible for us to come out of this without a life-long sentence.

I sighed and thanked her for trying, she told us that she had a stratagy but it was a long shot. I got up and left thanking her one last time.

My father went in the opposite direction as we walked onto the hall. My heart was beating fast as I thought about how this would all play out.

I bumped into someone as I was lost in my thoughts and quickly apologized.

"Katsuki." I turned around and saw deku's mother with a sour face and tears in her eyes.

"Miss Midoriya.." I lowered my head. "....I'm sorr-"

Her hand flew across my face. I looked at her wide eyed, holding my hand to my stinging cheek.

"It's your fault my boy is gone." She spat. "I don't care what happens in that courtroom, you deserve to spend the rest of your life locked behind bars."

She turned and her heels clicked against the floor as she stomped away.

My head fell and I sighed. "..I know..."

--

I sat quietly with a knot in my throat as the lawyers argued.

They had security tapes from the school brought in. I pinched the bridge of my nose as we watched me bring Monoma and Deku to the black car.

The lawyer argued that it was nothing illegal but was shut down when they mentioned Monoma had not returned home after that. Monoma's mother was brought in and asked why she never reported his disappearance, uncovering the money used to bribe her to stay quiet.

My heart was pounding for hours as the trial went on. I answered question, seeming to only further incriminate myself.

They of course brought in Deku's doctor and he explained the unusual behavior of the sickness. He even said that if he knew about the chemical that was in his system he could have saved him.

Aizawa was brought in when they showed the security cameras from outside the arcade. He read his file claiming I killed him for self-defence and that was accepted because the video was not clear enough to understand what was happening. But when he looked at me, I could only see disapointment.

I told them why I had such a high rank in the military, what my life was like because of my father.

Classified files of the criminals' executions proved that they died giving up their quIrks. I was put in the spotlight, asked why I hadn't tried to stop what he was doing. They didn't accept that I was scared, they couldn't understand how painful it was to be forced to have someone else's power.

My father argued that he was only trying to help society.

This went on for hours and hours. More questions, more evidence, more witnesses. My heart pounded in my chest as the trial moved forward. It all seem to go by in a blur though. It felt like I was swimming for air with a ball and chain tied to my wrists and ankles.

Watching the evidence pile up and show itself was a suffocating feeling. They had footage and paperwork I wasn't even aware existed. I felt more and more like this trial should just end and I could be taken away in cuffs.

I was drowning in my own self-hate. Just put me behind bars, I thought to myself. Stop the argueing..

Their voices filled my head for what felt like forever. I don't even care about the outcome of this trial anymore, if they don't send me to jail for life or execute me, I'm going to kill myself. I can't live with this guilt without being punished.

--

The judge took a few hours to look over the evidence for the last time, alone. My father and Tomiko sat in silence as we waited to be allowed to see the judge.

"He's decided," someone knocked on the door and headed back.

We all filed back into the courtroom for the last time. I sat in my place as the crowd quieted down.

The judge hit his gavel and the room was instantly filled with silence.

"After many hours I have come to the conclusion that Masaru and Katsuki Bakugou are guilty." The crowd gasped, many of them were happy a few were sad. I saw Kirishima out of the corner of my eyes on the verge of tears.

"Masaru, I sentence you to life in prison." I took a deep breath as his eyes turned to me. "Katsuki, I sentence you to only twenty-three years in prison. I do not beleive you would do what you did on your own but your actions deserve punishment."

Tears came to my eyes as my breath caught in my throat. I nodded, "...thank you, your honor.."

(.....It's been two months. Sorry, I litterally had no idea what I was going to do in this chapter and did a lot of research but like an hr ago I just decided to wing it. Sorry if it sucks. I'll post an epilogue thing soon.)