Katsuki POV
"Deku!" I screamed as I bolted forward, I could hear some of the pros- even All Might telling me to stay back. My body wouldn't let me though, jumping explosions shot from my hands as I launched myself up towards the curly green haired boy. Pure energy burned my skin, it felt as thought I was being smacked with a burning hot whip. Adrenaline blocked out the pain as I reached out in the air, grabbing onto the pale boy's arm. Tackling him from where he floated angelically, in the air I turned making sure my back would break most of our fall. The fear of ever hurting the body again, accidentally or not burned into. I pulled him down to the ground with me, my arms tightly wrapped around him. A scream of pain left my mouth as my back smashed into the debris and concrete, skin scraping against the ground- but that didn't matter. He was safe. Izuku was safe, alive. "Deku-" I rasped softly something wet rolling down my cheek, turning over to lay him down on the concrete. My body ached, but the warm blood trickling down my back didn't have my attention. That beautiful pale face did, eyes still closed peacefully. I hadn't been this close to Deku in ages, this close you could see every single freckle and eyelash. "Izuku.." I breathed again, my eyes flickering over him to make sure he wasn't hurt. The energy had stop as soon as I made contact with him, like the touch calmed him.
"Young Bakugo-!" All Might shouted running over to us as I held Deku in my arms. I glared at the pro with tear stained cheeks and put a hand up, as if telling him to back up. "Young Bakugo.. do you know him?"
My lips stayed sealed as I cupped the small boys cheek when suddenly those beautiful green eyes flicked open. They weren't the same warm eyes that held joy and innocence from when we were kids. No these eyes held fright, sadness, trauma and rage. These were the eyes of someone broken, the eyes of someone who looked like a cornered animal. "Deku... Hey, hey it's okay.." I breathed in relief, he didn't look comforted by my words though if anything it was the opposite. Madness swirled in his green eyes as he suddenly launched himself at me, wrestling himself ontop of me in a straddling position as he swung that same serrated blade at me with a crazed look. "Fuck- Hey!" I choked as I swung my body underneath him so he'd miss. Metal against the concrete rang in my ears. As soon as I could I grabbed his wrist forcing the blade from his hand as I used my weight to force him onto his back. My knees pinning his legs down and my hands to pin down his arms, he screamed at me as he thrashed under me. He looked insane, "Izuku- Stop, it's me dammit!" I shouted as I panted over him, but he didn't. Instead he continued to try to break away, bucking his small body up at mine, but he was too weak, too fragile. Tears were in his eyes as he acted like a feral animal and my chest burned as hit tears of my own began to drip down my cheeks. "What- What did they do to you?" I croaked my voice broken and distraught as I stared down in horror at the traumatized boy underneath me who still fought against me. "What did they do to you?!" I screamed this time, my voice raspy and desperate. Everyone was silent then, only my panting and Izuku's grunts filling the training facility.
A warm hand sat on my shoulder making me let out a soft hiss of pain, pain that I had blocked out beginning to bubble back up to the surface. "Young Bakugo... the police need to take him.." He sighed, reluctant to even tell me. Sniffling all I did was nod, letting the police officers cuff the messy green haired boy and they took him. Even as they dragged him away in cuffs Izuku continued to thrash around, his eyes almost never leaving me. Like he still needed to carry out the handguy's task of killing me.
"He.. He isn't going to jail is he? All Might- Deku is just sick, he can't control himself he isn't a bad person," I explained worriedly as I looked at the hero, he gave me a sad smile.
"They're going to do anything they can to help him, I'll keep you updated about it.." All Might squeezed my shoulder and walked away, as I just stood there staring at the ground.
"I'll save you," I whispered to myself as I crouched down, picking up the serrated blade Izuku had tried to stab me with only moments.
"Bakugo!" A familiar voice shouted, I didn't turn to look as the person go closer. "Bakugo.. are you alright?" Shitty hair asked, reaching out to touch me but hesitating as I stood.
"I'm fine," I lied and wiped my cheeks. "Let's go," i huffed and walked past him towards the rest of the extras hoping they would all keep their mouths shut.
Days had passed and they had refused for to talk to Deku. All Might had told me that as soon as Deku had been taken from the USJ he stopped fighting, instead he just sat there like a zombie. But today was the day, I would see the boy that plagued my dreams at night.
"Young Bakugo, are you sure you want to do this..?" All Might asked me, his voice wavering. He looked uneasy as if he was treating me like a fragile child which made my blood boil.
Scoffing I rolled my eyes, "He's restrained, besides if I cant do this I don't deserve to be a hero. So stop treating me like a child," I hissed, the older only responded with a sigh before nodding to the detective I had neglected to learn the name of. The only reason they had agreed to letting me see him was to gauge his reaction and see if I could get any information anyways, it wouldn't matter what happened to them- not really. The detective pushed open the door, letting me walk through. As soon as Izuku's eyes landed on me he began to pull against his restraints, my heart seared in my chest. Slowly I walked over to the seat infront of him, we were separated by a sheet of glass as well as the restraints holding him down but I didn't care. Just seeing the beautiful messy boy's face made all the pain of seeing him so angry at me worth it. "Damn Deku.." I breathed, "Acting like an animal of some kind... Do you not even care that Auntie can see you? Hah?" The words fell from my mouth before I could control it, but those words made Izuku flinch. It was only for a moment, only a sliver of a second when an emotion I could finally recognize flashed through his green eyes. Guilt. Suddenly the door opened again and they called me out from the room, I cooperated but my eyes stayed glued to the bruised boy on the other side of the glass until he was no longer in view. I was going to get Deku back, no matter what.