"Stay away, Deku."
Was the warning that rung crisp in his ears. Shouto was so close to freeing the bastard, and with this failure, he could feel Deku's mixed feelings of malice, depression, and need lurking behind him. There was a quick flicker of Katsuki's eyes from Deku's broken frame to Shouto, the fucker's expression going frantic, but the half and half understood the message much clearer than crystal.
Though half of his goddamn soul didn't want to understand.
"I'll protect you, Shou. Please, don't worry."
The black mist disappeared in seconds, leaving Shouto with a broken Deku, a wounded Mezou and a beaten Fumikage. Deku was the first to collapse, his own shout of Katsuki's name filling the forest in quicker than Shouto could conjure his own breakdown. Deku's scream was terrifying for everyone, and it brought a sharp ping to Shouto's heart, he didn't show it (of course he didn't, his classmates knew him as the cold one), but Fumikage was the first to notice the slight shake in the half and half's build. He quickly told Mezou to get Deku back to the others, in which the latter nodded to, and Fumikage watched as the two melted into the shadows of the trees before he made his own way to Shouto, giving the said male a slight pat on the shoulder, only to keep his hand there to give said area a squeeze.
"Just let it out, Shouto." Fumikage whispered, "Deku's not here anymore."
That was when Fumikage realised Shouto's scream of pure devastation was deadly enough to shatter the world, and muster Fumikage's own tears.