Heaven

The Death Of A Hero

3rd Person POV

Class 3-A was in a horrible villain attack right hit before they graduated. The LOV has grown in the past two years. Quirks were getting stronger just as scientists had predicted- which wasn't helping the class.
"Why does it always have to be our class!?" Kirishima yelled in anger as he punched a villain hard in the face with his quirk.
"Not that I wish this on other classes, but it's kind of ridiculous it's only us" Momo commented with a sigh as she made small stunt grenades in the back of the classroom.
Meanwhile, Izuku and Katsuki were out in the hall fighting the main boss. Of course they were. They always had to go for the hardest target first.

  It all happened too fast for Midoriya to process. The only thing he remember clearly was seeing a bullet just a few feet from hitting him dead center in his heart. The next thing he knew- Kacchan was lying on the ground infront of him...A bullet hole right through his chest.

  The green haired boy feel to his knees and just started screaming out in agony, picking up the blonde to lye in his lap.
"Kacchan! No no no!!!" he choked out and shook him a little. "Don't leave me!" he said and started sobbing.
Aizawa from inside the class room came running out and told Sero to deal with the villain he was working on. The teacher froze dead in his tracks. Being the dad he is, he got pissed off real fast. While the villain was laughing at the crying student, the black haired adult wrapped him in his capture weapon and used his quirk to de-activate his.
  The rest of the  third year classes were running down the halls in their hero suits after getting the alert about 5 minutes ago. They all again- froze when they saw Katsuki lying there lifeless and Deku just full on sobbing.
Throughout the past two years, Bakugou had become a lot better. He was a great person believe it or not. He was nice to Midoriya- but still called him Deku because it was habit. But Izuku didn't really mind, he was just happy that his friend was happy.
So now, that they all saw him dead...they got super pissed at the villain. It seemed that all at once they turned their attention to him, then to Aizawa. The teacher nodded and took a step back- which wasn't the best idea.
All of the students went bad shit crazy- all of them using their quirks on the villain at once. After about four minutes Aizawa had to break it up so they wouldn't kill the guy- because that was illegal for hero's to do.
By now the pros had gotten here and were getting the students out of the 3-A classroom. Izuku was still holding Katsuki and sobbing, muttering a few "please wake up"s every now and then.
When all of the students got out they just stopped. Midoriyas class didn't see their dead peer yet. Kirishima was the first one to speak- well more like scream and cry like Izuku did.
Back in second year Katsuki and Eijirou started dating. They really were the perfect couple. Same goes for Izuku and Ochako.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" Kirishima said and sat in front of the green haired boy. Izuku sighed shakily but nodded to the redhead, who immediately scooped his boyfriend up in his arms.
"C-cmon babe! Th-this isn't funny! W-wake up!" he sobbed out and just broke down. Everyone else was just in shock.
He was dead. Actually dead. The world was spinning- and no one was not crying. Some people who were closer to Katsuki- like the whole Bakusquad- were full on sobbing and all huddled around him. Others were just in shock with a few tears and they didn't even know it.
Then there were people who were crying and holding onto to each other for support.

Aizawa tapped Eijirou on the shoulder and squatted down next to him.
"You need to let him go..." he said quietly and comfortingly. The redhead nodded and sniffed a little before shifting so it would be easier for Aizawa to take him.
The black haired teacher nodded and picked him up, standing and holding him close to his chest.
"You did a great job Bakugou. I'm so so proud of you" he said quietly- before going outside to where the ambulance was. Before he left he called for all injured students to follow him.
Todoroki, Asui, and Kaminari were the only ones who followed.
Izuku was still frozen on the floor, just broken and crying. His girlfriend, Uraraka, ran over to him and hugged him closely.
"It's okay Deku...it'll be okay..." she said in the steadiest voice she could. The green haired boy shook his head.
"I-I lost my best friend b-because I didn't move in time! H-he took a bullet for me!" he cried out.
It was silent for a moment besides the shuffling of footsteps. Izuku then felt another pair of arms wrap around him from behind. He didn't know who it was- it didn't even really feel like arms. Or like a real person.
He looked back to see a white blurry figure- which just made him pause. No one else but him and Kirishima saw him. Because they both just stared at the person.
None other than their beloved Bakugou. The blonde gave Izuku a small smile before moving over to Eijirou and hugging him closely. His lips were moving but only the redhead could hear him. Every once and awhile Kirishima would nod- and say something back.
About five minutes later Katsukis ghost pressed a kiss to his boyfriends forehead before he disappeared.

It's been a week since his death. Izuku was a mess. Kirishima was also pretty bad. Uraraka and Mina tried to comfort them but they both pushed them away.
The only time Izuku let his girlfriend help is when he had a nightmare about his friends death around 3AM, and went to her dorm for the rest of the night.
Now- usually this was strictly prohibited...but Aizawa didn't have it in him to send the crying student back to his dorm when he really needed someone.

Now, the funeral is tomorrow. Izuku doesn't want to go- he doesn't want to have to see the body again. But at the same time he knows he has to. It was around 9:30 at night when the green haired boy went to sleep. Let's just say he would have the best dream ever.