Downward Spiral (Izuocha)

Chapter 28 One time thing

Bakugou P.O.V.

It was an easy task, just go there, knock on the damn door and just ask or whatever. 'Okay, just think it through. Go to the nerd's room, ask what the fuck is up, if he doesn't talk then just say some stupid shit about not falling behind or whatever and then just be on my merry way back to relaxing until I get the hell out of here. Whatever that dream was it was probably caused by shitty Deku's attitude.' I want to believe that I wasn't the only one that noticed this change as four eyes and round cheeks would constantly show their worry for the now lifeless walker. And really that's all he did, walk. Even if he didn't stand out before he still had his annoying mumbling and other stuff but now, his eyes just seemed lost at everything. I know All Might isn't here and this new One For All tentacle shit is mind crushing but dude pick yourself up like you used to.

I made my way to his door and knocked on it twice with strength but received no goddamn answer. I tried the doorknob, and still no luck. He had incubated himself in a dark ass room that did not hold the amount of All Might merch that it once used to due to the dorms. There was no light coming from underneath the door, so he was either sleeping or whatever he was doing. I had never seen him like this, it was always far from it, never to this degree. In class he just wouldn't speak for like a few days and it just got a bit more frequent until our last middle school year when he came back to his senses. I had seen the lifeless orbs a few times but they were never constant, just appeared here and there when he was on the ground crying but would normally go back to their normal shiny emerald colour with a few hours or days, nothing too extreme.

I just sat against his door, knowing that this was the best I could do for now and hell no, I wouldn't do this again. A long sigh escaped my breath preparing for this shitty whatever the hell this is and begun talking to a door. "Listen Deku, I've never seen you like this and it's pathetic. You should get back to your feet and keep going. I'm tired of listening to round-face worrying for your sorry ass so just stop this and go back to yourself. I've known you for far too long and this act has gotten on my fucking nerves so just go back.......... please. And I won't be telling you this again, you hear me? Now just take my advice, make that quirk yours goddammit and fight me at your best next time we can." My voice did not hold the same malice it would normally, especially when not even receiving an answer for crying out loud but I had to at least try because I am tired of this and god knows I do not want to see what I saw in my dream again.

Third person P.O.V.

The thought is what counts they say, but also eyes that don't see... Izuku was just laying on his bed as if he had melted and became one with it, a couple of small earbuds on his ears and melancholic music blasting through them to muffle all outside disturbances. Not that it mattered as he was taking one of his infamous hour and a half nap that only he knew about, interrupted only by seeing the death that happened around him that he still blames himself for. All Might had explained that he couldn't save everyone, but he still just felt that in his hero moments he acted mediocre at best and could have done much better. He still tried to make peace with his mind by offering Mirio his holy power at the hospital, but he refused and now this power seems to be spitting back at him as if it rejected him and the pain it caused was just clues as to him having to give it away.

Katsuki of course knew nothing about this and definitely not about the red stained gauze that was currently wrapping itself around Izuku's wrists protecting the freshly made wounds. Although it was his form of releasing anxiousness and pent up emotions as he felt calm due to the warm liquid that traveled down his forearm before washing it and feeling the sting he had became accustomed to, he didn't know if it was a fight or flight reaction. On the one hand, the intention was clear that he no longer wanted to open his eyes and see the sun shining but on the other hand, he never got to that point, only losing skin pigmentation and feeling a bit dizzy, not knowing if it was fighting for his life or turning away on the scary staircase that lead to death and who knew where else. Katsuki would have never thought that Deku would start to get into self harm due to the lack of courage on the boy and his sweet nature and the fact that he hadn't done it before. He is sure that Deku had it much worse then, but he didn't take into account how many times can a broken person stand back up.

However, Katsuki wasn't the only one expressing his concern as Izuku's own mother was discussing the somber topic with the explosive mother that had no problem in hitting her child when she needed to. Ochako had flooded Izuku's phone with messages only showing true empathy and worry for her friend and almost secret crush. She had discussed and talked over what to do with the rest of the appropriately called 'Dekusquad' that was gaining new members rapidly as Yaomomo had joined them and Kirishima would act as the big brother that was there when needed but had his other social group. Tsu, Tenya and Shoto had also sent messages however far from the amount that Ochako had sent as they weren't blind and could tell something was wrong but wanted to believe it was nothing major. Yaomomo tried her best as she recommended a special type of tea to Izuku through text, but all of these went unread and ignored. The only applications Izuku would use on his phone were for music and an alarm that he hated and wish he could stop hearing soon.

So yeaaaahhhhh. I am kinda ashamed of myself cause it's been a while, hasn't it? The story is somehow gaining popularity and that just makes me happy and therefore I feel like I am letting down those who want to see this story conclude, so I'll do my best. Do know that because I am from down under, the school year ends in December, meaning online finals are approaching and other important deadlines so the upload schedule is when I can or when I feel too guilty about not uploading. Please stay healthy in all ways possible, remember you are unique and can't be replaced. Have an amazing day/night or whatever till I am back again.