The Wings That Carry Us (mha au)

Chapter 4

Narrator's P.O.V

Days had passed since Deku's funeral. They hadn't had class in a while, leaving them time to mourn and recollect there thoughts.

Bakugou's P.O.V

Dann Deku, I thought as I kicked over my chair. Damn, damn, damn. Had to go and kill him self....

I blew up something that was sitting on the floor. Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Bakugou?" said Kirishima, "can I come in?"

I didn't answer and he came in anyway.

"Bro.. Are you ok?" he asked, taking a look around my room.

I feel my knees go weak and as I sink to the floor Kirishima comes and wraps his arms around me.

"Its not your fault Bakugou." he says softly.
"Yes it is! God dann it, if I hadn't treated him so ba-"
"Knock it off! You can't keep blaming yourself! Would Midoriya have wanted that?" Kirishima says.

I don't say anything and we sat there in silence. Kirishima lets go off me and says, "I don't think he knows how much his death would affect the ones around him."

"Kirishima, where's Round Face?" I ask.

Uraraku's P.O.V

I clutched my pillow as I scrolled throw my phone, looking at pictures of Deku. Him smiling and being happy and cheerful. He always helped me when I was having problems or was sad. Why didn't I ask him how he was?

How could I not see his act? He always worked hard, but sometimes it just seemed he was down for some reason.

Maybe...maybe he had the right idea. Leaving this world behind. Leaving all the stress. A way to relive pain.

Now that Deku was gone, who would I talk to? There was the girls, but I don't think they would understand as much.

Of course! That's why Deku always knew what to say. Its what he wanted to hear the encouragement to go on.

But now, why was I living! It should be me 6 ft under, not him! This isn't fair.

I stood up and staggered around my room. I grabbed my scissors, and sat down on my bed.

Deku used this relive pain. Maybe I can too.

As I was about to push the blade I,to my skin, the door was kicked open.

I look up to see Bakagou.

He takes one look at me and starts yelling.

"The hell do yout think your doing Round Face! Deku did that and now he's not here! What would he say?"

I look at him slowly, on tears.
"He'd say he understood, and try to counsel me. But I never woul-"
"Stop blaming yourself. It's not your fault," Bakugou says softly.

I look at him, surprised. He's usually so loud and harsh.

I look up and see Kirishima standing in the door way. Makes sense, he must have said that to Bakugou and he's repeating him.

"Thanks, Bakugou..." I say softly.

Todoroki's P.O.V

Midoriya was really the only close friend I had. There was Iida and Uraraku, but I wasn't close with them.

He had opened a door in my life. Showed me there was more than just training, and that I didn't have to represent my father.

But now, it feels like a chunk of me is missing.

That door he opened.

It closed again.

??? P.O.V

I open my eyes and look around.

Where am I?

A/N
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What going to happen? Who's is the mystery person?

I'm a bad procrastinator, I typed it all up today, trying not to post late!

Sorry for the spelling errors, but I hoped you enjoyed!

*DISCLAIMER: I do not own My Hero Academia or the characters just the story.*