A/N Another soulmate au. This is Bourne books, not the movies. The difference is huge. Aizawa/Izuku.
Warnings: Soulmates, Aizawa/Izuku, Male/Male, PTSD, Suicide,
Katsuki's POV
It had been two years since Japan sent its quirkless civilians to war. They start with those younger than 28 but eventually lowered it even further to any quirkless person between 13-28.
A lot of people fought against this. Civilians didnt want to risk their heroes or those without powers. To use those who were little more than children made them worse than their enemies.
Another issue was the fact that many quirkless had soulmates with quirks. Every one had the name of their soulmate on the bodies. Katsuki's soulmate was someone named Eijiro Kirishima. Deku's was someone named Shouta Aizawa.
The government overruled their concerns. The quirkless would fight as soldiers.
It wasnt long before other governments followed. The Vietnamese were overstepping their bounds. They would attack anyone no matter the country's allegiance.
Problem was that there wasnt a single country that wanted to send their heroes. They saw it as too dangerous for their civilians. Villain attacks were equally as dangerous as other countries.
That was how the world began to use their quirkless as soldiers. Deku had been recognized for his talent with languages and analytical ability. The moment he turned thirteen he was enlisted.
For sixth months Katsuki and Inko Midoriya had received a letter from him. Katsuki answered the letter with short messages of his own. Inko who was like an aunt to him sent the letters with her own.
Then a year and a half ago the letters suddenly stopped. According to the government, Izuku or Deku as Katsuki called him was alive. It was up to him to send the message.
On the news, he could see the funerals of the soldiers killed in action. A number that was constantly on the rise.
At one point a soldier was taken hostage by the Vietnamese army. It was said that a team of soldiers went against orders to rescue him. A mission that was deemed a suicide by all governments involved.
The names of the soldiers involved were declared top secret. One, however, was confirmed dead. No one knew who this soldier was. Families feared it was their own.
Then last year Inko had been unable to take the stress of not knowing. That combined with her husband constantly being away she snapped. In the fall she had slit her wrists and died. Katsuki had found her the next morning to deliver another set of letters.
Despite knowing the uselessness of it he had tried to revive her. The paramedics arrived after ten minutes. They declared her deceased and checked him over.
At the funeral, Katsuki wondered how it came to this. All his aunt in everything but blood wanted was for her son to come home. They didnt know if he was even receiving their letters.
So he waited watching for any possible news on Deku. He kept sending the letter not telling the other about his mother's death. There was a chance he would do something stupid.
Then the letter that they had been waiting for came. It arrived at his home during the spring of his last year of middle school. Deku was coming home. He would be at the train station in two weeks at noon.
Izuku's POV
The noise of the train made his head hurt. Compared to the forest he spent the last two years in it was loud. Far louder than he thought it would be.
Izuku Midoriya was a fifteen-year-old quirkless child. The child was perhaps the wrong word. He had not been a child since Anna and her two young children died in front of him. They had only been three and four years old.
Izuku wore a black loose-fitting t-shirt with black pants. Over his shirt, he wore his dog tags. His once vibrant green eyes were dulled.
When Delta came forward he was told that his eyes grew grey in color. The color of someone who would kill.
He had killed more people than he could count. All in the name of justice for the three who he wasn't even sure what side the plane belonged to. He was supposed to be just an intelligence officer with medical training.
How did he become the leader of the most infamous Medusa Team? His team having a 100% mission completion rate. They only ever lost a single man out of their seven-man team.
Alpha of Century Team 12 despite his name was not their leader. He was the only one to use his real name. Everyone else knew better. Knew the dangers of using one's real name in a place like this.
Izuku as Delta of Century Team 12 was. He always hated the younger quirkless for that. In the end, he betrayed the entire team because he refused to accept Izuku. For that Izuku shot him.
Flashback
Madness. The explosions were all around him now, blinding, deafening, punctuated by ear-splitting screeches from the jungle that erupted with each detonation. The jungle! Tam Quan!
The wet, hot stench was everywhere, but they had reached it! The base camp was theirs!
An explosion to his left; he could see it! High above the ground, suspended between two trees, the spikes of a bamboo cage. The figure inside was moving.
He was alive! Get to him, reach him! A cry came from his right. Breathing, coughing in the smoke, a man was limping toward the dense underbrush, a rifle in his hand.
It was him, the blond hair caught in the light, a foot broken from a parachute jump. The bastard! A piece of filth who had trained with them studied the maps with them, flown north with them … all the time springing a trap on them!
A traitor with a radio who told the enemy exactly where to look in that impenetrable jungle that was Tam Quan. It was Bourne! Jason Bourne. Traitor, garbage! Get him! Don't let him reach others!
Kill him! Kill Jason Bourne! He is your enemy! Fire! He did not fall! The head that had been blown apart was still there. Coming toward him! What was happening? Madness. Tam Quan.
End of flashback
Warmth on his leg brought him out of the memory. Looking down he found the bright blue eyes of Luka looking up at him.
Luka was a Brac Ha dog native to the northern mountains of Vietnam. They were a mastiff breed that was rarely seen outside of its native country. Grooming him in their camps had been a nightmare but worth it.
More than once the dog had alerted them to enemy patrols. Even attacking those who strayed too close to the camp. He was something of a good luck charm for Century Team 12. They never went anywhere without him.
Now Izuku was traveling home for the first time since all the quirkless were drafted. Unlike when he left he wasn't alone. He would have Luka officially trained to be a service dog as soon as possible.
It was something Doctor Panov had suggested. Morris Panov was the psychiatrist assigned to him when he was discharged.
Izuku didn't trust the Doctor anymore than he trusted his handler. All the remaining Medusa members that had not gone to a hospital were assigned a doctor and a handler.
Alexander Conklin was his handler and had been one of the controllers of Medusa. Both him and David Abbott drove him up the wall. They thought they were above the Medusans. Which they weren't given that they trained them.
A voice came over the speaker startling the two Medusans that were in the train, "Arriving at Musutafu station. Stand clear of the doors. Arriving at Musutafu station. Stand clear of the doors."
Izuku stood Luka shifting his body to allow it. Civilians all around him were giving the large canine a wide berth. Reaching above his head he got his suitcase from the top of the overhead. It wasnt heavy given that it only held his essentials. Patting his leg he moved to stand by the train doors.
The blond Medusan that was from a different team raised his chin. Then a hand in goodbye. It was likely they'd never see each other again. If they did they would pretend they never met.
Officially their duties never happened. The scars within their minds felt like they would never leave.
When the doors opened he stepped out with Luka at his heel. Moving around through the crowd he kept his eyes roaming. If there was a threat he would know.
A voice shouted over the roar of the crowd, "Izuku!"
Instinct had him moving as he turned towards the voice. His hand went to his hip where his nonexistent weapon was.
It took him a long moment to recognize the two ash blonds and a brown-haired person. It was the Bakugo family.
What in the hell were they doing here?
With some trepidation, he moved towards them. Katsuki hadn't changed much in the last two years. He was well-muscled and had piercing red eyes. A black t-shirt and blue jeans fit perfectly.
As he neared Mitsuki greeted, "Izuku I'm glad you've made it back safely. We thought the worst when your letters stopped coming."
At first, he didnt answer instead tried to look for his mother. He didnt honestly expect Katsuki to come. Their friendship had been rocky ever since he was diagnosed as quirkless.
It surprised him when he got letters from the other. He only stopped his letters when he joined Medusa. It was too dangerous to be sending out letters. His men felt the same. No one wanted to die because they were sending letters.
A part of him always felt guilty for not replying. They would get a group of letters of 3 months worth at a time. It was for the best to keep people from tracking them.
Izuku asked his voice hoarse, "Where's my mom?"
The look they shared said it all. Somehow in the time, he was gone she had died. The only question left was how.
His voice broke with emotion for the first time Anna's death, "How did she die? When?"
Mitsuki said her eyes shifting away from his, "Izuku... this isn't the place for this. Let's go to the car and head home. I'm sure you're exhausted from your trip."
The family led him out of the train station. All around them people were eyeing him suspiciously. Civilians knew that the quirkless who survived the war were coming home. His dog tags were a clear indicator that he was quirkless.
To them, he was a disease that should have died in the jungle. Tam Quan should have killed him so that they didnt have to deal with him.
When they finally exited the building Izuku's eyes scanned the area. Looking for anyone who could be a threat to him. He felt vulnerable with his bow tucked inside his suitcase unstrung.
Conklin had thought he would try to bring a weapon back with him. He never considered a bow though. When he was searching all he looked for was gun parts. The amateur.
When they finally reached the car Izuku loaded his suitcase into the trunk. When he opened the door to the back seat Luka bounded in and sat in the middle. He put himself between Izuku and Katsuki. Almost as if he could sense trouble.
Once they had pulled out onto the street Izuku tried asking again, "How did my mom die? Was it a villain attack?"
Mitsuki took a long moment to answer when she did there was untold pain in her eyes, "Izuku let start by saying it wasn't your fault. I had known Inko since we were in middle school together. She suffered from depression ever since she was a child. When you left the only thing that really kept her going was your letters. Then when they stopped her depression returned with full force. No one noticed not even me. She took her own life. I'm sorry Izuku."
His hands clenched at his side. She killed herself. But she always seemed so happy.
Even when his mother had gone to see him off she held a bright smile on her face. He didnt understand how she could have killed herself?
Katsuki grumbled loud enough for him to hear, "It wasn't your fault, Deku. It was a tough time for everyone. Your dad came back for the funeral but haven't heard much from him after that."
Izuku ran a hand through his hair. It was longer than when he had left. His bangs fell into his eyes and it covered the tops of his ears.
He would have to get it cut this week leaving it long would be an inconvenience. His commission from his service would last him a while as long as he spent it wisely.
On top of trying to get used to civilian life again, he would need to find an apartment. That would put a drain on his commission. Then he would have to find a way to pay for going to Yuuei. That wouldn't be cheap either.
You... he was going to have problems just getting in. With how messed up his mind was right now he wouldn't last in the hero course. Maybe he could start out in general studies than transfer into heroics when his mind was more stable.
He made plans to send the principal a letter. It would be the best of his options. Then prepare for whatever the man said.
Mitsuki said drawing his attention, "You'll be staying with us, Izuku. We have an extra room for you to use," when he opened his mouth to argue she glared, "And as long as the dog is house trained he can stay as well. It's no trouble. Your mon would have wanted us to look after you."
He was silent for a long moment before he sighed, "Fine."
