(COMPLETED) Saved From Ruin (Badass Deku/ Dadzawa)

Chapter Six: Smile Through The Pain

*The memory Shouta chose*

"Hey Zuk!" Jiro comes running up to the greenette. "Oh. Hey Ji." Izuku replies quietly, not turning around.

"They did it again didn't they?" "Yeah. They did." "*sigh* Let me see" Jiro requests.

Izuku turns around and looks at Jiro; tears filling his eyes. He had a gash on his forehead, burn marks littering his chest, and a black eye. "Alright let's go!" Jiro grabs his hand and starts dragging him towards a familiar looking neighborhood. "No! No no no. I've been enough a burden on them. They don't even give a damn. I'm just 'another Problem Child who gets hurt too much.' They don't. Fucking. Care. DON'T YOU SEE THAT JIRO? YOU FUCKING BAKA! THEY. DO. NOT. CARE. Nobody does..." Izuku whispers the last part before ripping his hand out of Jiro's grasp and limping away. Leaving Jiro there, in her own tears and pain.

Hizashi and Shouta feel slightly hurt but mostly guilty. Guilty they made him feel like that. Shouta regretted saying that. It wouldn't be until a few years later when Izuku understands how much he regrets it. All Might can't say anything about it. He's no better. Nemuri is just standing there with silent tears running down her face.

Okawo freezes the memory, "Okay who's next?" All Might speaks up, "We can do the one I chose." Owako smiles grimly, "In order for yours to make sense, Nemuri's will have to go first. Is that alright?"

"Yes. Sorry." Nemuri wipes her tears away and sniffles. "Here you go." Nemuri's memory choice begins.

Izuku is sitting in the back of an alleyway, hiding and wearing his middle school uniform. It looks like he's writing in some sort of book. A boy who looks a year or two older walks up to him, "Hey dipshit. How's your diary coming along?" Izuku doesn't even bother looking up. It seems like he has earbuds in. The boy yanks the earbuds out of Izuku's ears, "Hey Quirkless freakshow! Listen when your senpais talk to you. Got it?" The boy growls. "Y-yes Tyri-senpai."

Tyri smirks and grabs Izuku, throwing him onto the ground, "You're so fucking useless, ya know? *kick* I don't know how your mother deals with a freak such as yourself. Maybe you should just walk in front of a train. Maybe hang yourself, hm?" He punches Izuku several times, "What is it that boy calls you? Deku, was it? Useless? Worthless? Weak? Pathetic? Yeah... That's you." Tyri leaves after kicking Izuku in the face. Izuku manages to grab his stuff and stand up after several minutes.

Okawo freezes the dreamspace again, "Okay we're transitioning into All Might's choice now."

The memory begins and Izuku is walking down the street, towards Shouta's house to hopefully fix his broken nose. On his way there, he bumps into a man in a black trench coat. "O-oh I'm s-sor-ry, S-sir." Izuku frantically apologizes.

The onlookers recognize the guy to be one of Izuku's comrades, Dabi.

"It's okay kid. You alright?" He bends down to look at Izuku, who in turn nods. "Okay, well.. Here's my number in case you wanna talk. Aight?" Dabi puts the number in Izuku's pocket and continues on.

Izuku makes it to the front door of Shouta and Hizashi's house when he hears arguing through the open window, "We can't have him keep coming here." "It's obvious he gets bullied horribly, Sho!" "I don't care. He can find some other house. He needs to learn to go to the hospital instead of seeking sanctuary here. We have a kid!" Shouta spits out.

"Fine, but if he shows up if I'm home, we're taking him in until he leaves again. Chiyo loves him anyway." Hizashi's voice is full of venom as he continues, "He needs some stability in his life. What if it was Shinso in his situation? Huh?"

"Well it isn't! It's another boy in a shitty situation! We can't fucking save everyone!" Shouta starts to yell.

"Okay. Have it your way." Izuku hears stomping. When he turns around to leave the doorstep, the arguing starts again, "Where the fuck are you going?"