Shouta and I made it home without a hitch, and I forced him to eat leftovers because I already ate. Now, usually, the dumbass is quiet. But this is a whole new level. Being the social bitch I am, I'm not going to stand for this. I sit down beside him while he eats.
"Something on your mind, asshat? You can go ahead and talk. we have no censorship here." I ask, laying back.
"All of it is about you, Izuku." Getting straight to the point, Shouta?
". . .shit...welp, might as well kick me out now. I don't need the whole explanation." I state as I stand up.
"That is not it, you over-dramatic brat. Sit back down. We're talking about your mental health."
"Already?"
"You asked for it."
"True that. Need something to drink?"
"Water?"
"I meant alcoholic, but alright." I get up again to get some water for him, bringing the glass back and handing to him.
"You know I don't drink."
"Never too late to try!"
"I'm certainly not drinking around you if I do."
"WOW, WAY TO RUIN MY HOPES AND DREAMS!"
"Shut up. I'm talking about something serious here."
"That word doesn't exist in my vocabulary, but fine." I can tell that me arguing with him is pissing him off.
"Do I have your focus?"
"Just do it already." Shouta takes a deep breath, putting his bowl down and turning to face me, "Hold up, how about after you finish eating?" He lifts the bowl to show me it is empty, " Want more?" He shakes his head.
Shouta lays back, looking at me, and I can see he's tired. I decide to go on the opposite side, so we face each other while we are sitting up with our feet touching, though I have to give the man more room because he's fucking tall. Finally, he speaks, and I can hear the serious tone in his voice.
"Izuku, I don't know where to start because so much has happened today."
"I'm going to guess that it has something to do with what I said on the bus, and what happened at the USJ?"
"Yeah, I guess I am going to do this chronologically then. The bus ride...it's sad that this is the tip of the iceberg. Izuku, you can't say shit like that about yourself. You can't say you're going to commit suicide to prove something. Speaking of which, did Bakugo really tell you to do that? Was he your bully over the years that you talked about?"
"Yes." No use lying about it.
"The teachers did nothing about it?"
"Why would they help a quirkless person?"
"Damn it, kid! Snap out of that for a moment. All that means is I need to talk to Bakugo about this."
"Good luck."
"I can expel him if I have to. We will talk more about that later. Right now, the USJ...you shouldn't have risked yourself like that, nor should you have had to kill someone. I'm sorry that all happened. I was just watching, and I felt horrible. What I am asking is, are you okay?" I'm starting to hate that question.
"I was in a psychopath mode at that point. I was worried about you, Shouta. Yes, I have that emotion. Anyway, I didn't plan on killing the creature, but I know I had to, and I don't regret that."

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My Hero Academia: When All Hell Breaks Loose
FanfictionMidoriya Izuku is not your wimpy loser that every anime tries to portray. Instead, he is the most straight-forward, over-dramatic teen you will come across. Oh, he is also quirkless and wants a reason to flip off all the heroes for telling him he ca...