Where We Began

Chapter Seven

Warning: There will be abuse in the chapter and mentions of an eating disorder along with almost self harm. I'll put a heads up before it starts and tell you when it ends but I would advise to be careful. 

Katsuki's gaze was hazy, and he felt like absolute shit. His head was running in a dozen different directions, and it gave him a headache.

Groaning, he lifted his arm from the rubble that had toppled over it and trying to yank himself from the wall, but the blonde yelped when he felt the rod in his palm move.

Pain flared up his arm, and he bit back a scream. Well. So much for fighting the damn thing.

His mouth was dry, and it tasted like woodchips. He was hot, sweaty, and in pain.

Shitty Deku. We wouldn't be in this situation if you'd just kept your mouth shut!

The boy closed his eyes, leaning his head back. He tried to ignore the sounds of Izuku fighting and focus on building up the strength to think clearly, but holy shit, his palm hurt.

He took a few deep breaths before concluding he wouldn't remove the rod from his hand. It might be the only thing stopping the bleeding, and he wasn't about to bleed out. That would be such a lame death. He could see the headlines now. "Most aggressive student in U.A. Dies from blood loss! If only he had the strength to fight a large blob mixed with a fish!"

Katsuki scowled, his eyebrows frowning. He was not going out like that. What was he? A child?

Then he felt something warm on his face, and suddenly keeping his eyes closed seemed like a very appealing option. He could hear Izuku scream incoherent words -possibly something about All Might or something?- and then the sound of something big hitting Izuku, followed by a sickening thud and silence.

Katsuki's eyes shot open, and he found the nomu staring at him, not a foot away.

His breath caught in his throat, but he found himself looking around the room, desperately searching for Izuku from his spot in the wall. His eyes landed on the green-eyed boy's body, lying still next to the wall on the far side of the room.

"Deku! Hey! Nerd! Wake up, dumbass! Deku!" Katsuki yelled, trying to keep the anxiety out of his voice. But the boy's body didn't move. It stayed perfectly still, and the blonde swallowed, squeezing his eyes shut. With a painful yank, followed by gasping and a muffled scream, Katsuki freed his palm from the rod. He ignored the pain and the nomu, racing over to Izuku's side. "Hey! Dumbass! Wake the fuck up! HEY!"

The other boy's finger flinched.

Katsuki let out a sigh of relief before quickly adjusting himself to stand between Izuku and the nomu. "Don't you fucking touch him, bastard!"

The monster turned, blinking once. Then it charged at Katsuki, reaching its hand outwards. The blonde squeezed his eyes shut as he resisted the urge to duck or move out the way for Izuku's sake.

But the blow never came. Instead, when he opened his eyes, feeling tense, the fish-looking monster's fist had stopped mere centimeters away from his nose.

Katsuki knew that if it had hit him, it would have rearranged his face beyond repair. Grimacing, he glanced back at the green-haired boy behind him, who had yet to wake up.

The boy backed away from the beast, slowly placing his steps carefully so he didn't step on Izuku. Katsuki then crouched down and examined Izuku while keeping on high alert. "Hey," he spoke softly. When the other didn't stir, Katsuki positioned him propped against the wall in a comfortable looking position.