!Reunited! (DabiDeku).

Chapter Two.

~Izuku's Pov.~

I awoke to the rough tapping on my cheek, I grumpily opened my eyes to be met face to face with my idol, quickly scattering myself together, I started mumbling thanks and compliments towards him, making him let out a short chuckle before cutting me off from my mumbling.

My normal bland, emotionless expression was filled with hope and happiness, I quickly reached for my notebook going to ask for him to sign it, only to realise it was already signed. I bowed repeatedly in thanks. He told me ( more like announced to the world) that he was going to leave now. 'Wait, he can't leave yet, I need to know the answer to my question.'

"W-wait!" I stuttered, only receiving a wave of the hand and a short excuse as he began stretching his legs preparing himself to take flight. Without thinking I grabbed onto his leg, I need to know the answer to my question.

"I love my fans but this is too much, let go." All might shouted to me as we were already in the air and wind pressure was taking into affect. "If I let go now I will die." Which really wouldn't be a bad thing.

He quickly landed on the nearest building, placing me down before beginning to walk off again. "Alright I really must be leaving right now, young...?" He asked, slightly turning his head towards me. "Shigaraki." I answered, not thinking it was too much of a deal to him.

"Please, I'm just a quirk-less kid without any powers, everyone has always told me to give up on my dream but I want to save people with a fearless smile on my face, so I want to, no! I need to know, is it possible for someone like me, someone quirk-less to ever become a hero like you? You are my idol, my inspiration, my last hope. Please, tell me, can I become a hero too?" I monologued to him, he was my last hope, if he said I couldn't become a hero, I've lost everything, please just tell me I can.

"No, you can't become a hero. It's too dangerous." And with that he flew off, not even giving me a reason for why or anything, just in a harsh tone, telling me to give up, a useless, ludicrous dream. I quest my classmates, my mother and Kacchan was right, I really can't become a hero.

I looked up, realising the slightly dimming sky, how long have I been stood here? I looked down off the side of the building, it's really high up here, at least 15 stories high. The streets were all vacant, I'm guessing that most people had already finished work, meaning it's at least past 5:00pm.

I looked up once more, pondering. Maybe Kacchan's advice wasn't as bad as I previously thought, maybe he is really helping me, I might actually get a quirk in my next life and be able to become the hero that I have always wanted to be. Maybe I should just do everyone this simple favour. No-body would miss me. My mother doesn't care. Kacchan doesn't care. My classmates don't care. Touya left me all alone. My dads got my brother. My brother had got his league. My lack of presence in this world we be a gift to everyone. Well except the person that has to clean my splattered body off the floor.

I questioned myself, then re-questioned myself, this isn't a simple decision I can take back, it is to live or to die. My choice is irreversible. This can't just be a spur of the moment decision, but I really want to just leave this discriminative world and plunge into nothingness, finally find out what the after life is like, but what if the afterlife is worse?...I don't care, I want to leave this one.

I climbed over the relatively tall fencing and jumped onto the step on the over side, completely overlooking the now street-light lit, almost empty city. There was only a few civilians wondering around, but a good distance away, to not see my gruesome death. I don't want to traumatise anyone.

I looked right below, it's a dark ally-way with no one in it, I had thoughts running through my head... 'what if it hurts? What if I survive and my death is slow and painful? What if Touya- no don't think about him, he left me!'