Worthless Necessity [HitoZuku]

Chapter 72 - And I obey

A/N My friend has an Undertale AU called MenderTale, and they were holding a contest for its 2nd anniversary. I decided to enter so bam.

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The second that Midoriya boarded the bus, with the help of Shinsou and Koda, the green haired boy had fallen asleep almost instantly, slumping against the side of the bus, his forehead pressed lightly against the window. Shinsou took his usual aisle seat next to the tired boy, as Iida admonished Uraraka for... something. Shinsou wasn't actually sure what she did, something about a picture or something. Shinsou was honestly too tired to care.

He sank into his chair, sighing as he took out his phone. There weren't any messages, other than Yamada sending them messages about having heard about the League attack and whether they were okay. Aizawa had already responded with a curt "we're fine" and "we're on our way back", and Shinsou just shot them a quick message that they were alright, and that they were just tired.

Shinsou pocketed his phone, as the bus started heading back to UA. Reiko and Ryuto were settled on Midoriya's lap at the moment, slumped back into his seat, and closed his eyes. He would just take a small nap on the bus, go back to UA, get to his room, sleep until dinner, then shower, and then sleep some more.

The bus suddenly braked, and a loud screeching sound filled the air as Shinsou lurched forward, nearly hitting his head against the chair in front of him had he not used his hands to soften the blow in time. There was a small, almost unnoticeable whine, Shinsou sat up, looking around, trying to discern the source of the sound, before realising that the sound was coming from right beside him.

Midoriya was literally trembling in his seat, clenching his fists as he curled in on himself. Shinsou hastily picked Reiko and Ryuto up before Midoriya hurt them by accident; he knew that if anything happened to them, Midoriya would most likely blame himself for it, even if it wasn't really his fault.

The greenette's breathing became heavier, and he started shaking more violently, attempting to wrap his arms around himself.

Shinsou carefully reached out to try and comfort the trembling boy.

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Midoriya unconsciously let out a small whimper as he was abruptly thrown back into consciousness, unconsciously clenching his fists tightly as he attempted to curl in on himself for protection. Memories, both distant and recent, were swimming around in his head, mingling together to create a cacophony of discordant screams and noises, illusions of his past flashing past his vision. He clutched his head, and closed his eyes, hoping for the sudden surge of memories to just die down, but they just kept coming, faster and faster.

He felt like he was drowning. He could breath, but the air was so thick and heavy that the very action of doing so was getting harder and harder.

Midoriya wanted to escape.

He reached out, trying to find something to grab onto, something that would give him leverage to pull himself upwards.

There was nothing. He could feel himself sinking, his limbs feeling like concrete, getting heavier and heavier and constantly dragging him downwards, into the never-ending abyss, the air around him tightening, threatening to suffocate him.

Suddenly, he felt some pressure on his arm, snapping him out of his internal panic. He instinctively lashed out, only for his wrists to be grabbed in a firm yet gentle grip.