Not so happy Halloween! :')
"We'll never be apart again. I won't let him separate us. None of us. I'll do whatever it takes."
Izuku liked watching Kacchan.
It was his way of making sure he was safe.
He looked so peaceful, Izuku thought, reaching out to stroke his hair. Kacchan's parents were on their way, so they wouldn't have much time left to be together. The man pulled a blanket over Katsuki and lifted his head to place a pillow under it.
Izuku sat next to the slumbering child with his knees to his chest.
It was hard. To be so close but so far from his love. Ha, Kacchan wasn't even 'his love' yet. It hurt, but it was the truth; He had to deal with it, that he couldn't change much yet. Not yet.
Izuku laid his head on his folded arms. Where did he go wrong? What had he done this time that the high heavens above had to punish him so? Kacchan didn't deserve it. Their child - their children - hadn't deserved to pay for Izuku's wrongdoings, but it wouldn't stop. Their suffering wouldn't end until whatever great sins Izuku had committed were forgiven.
What had he done wrong? He hadn't done anything in the time from his creation and the extinction of the dinosaurs, so what?
Was it because of Ten-Ten? Izuku hadn't wanted to do those things to her! He'd never want to hurt his granddaughter- no, daughter. She was his daughter, his offspring, his child, his beloved prince. Izuku wouldn't want to hurt any of his children, it was the only way!
No matter how much he hated it, no matter how much it made his skin crawl, it was the only way for him to stay alive. If Izuku died, their family wouldn't have another chance.
Still, the thoughts of what he had done to his prince weighted heavily upon him. The urges to skin himself, to cut himself open, to get rid of his reproductive organs, to let himself bake and boil alive from the inside out in the sun became harder to ignore. But he couldn't do those things. He had to stay alive no matter how much it hurt.
Red soaked into the black sleeves of his shirt. Izuku slapped a hand over his mouth as to not wake Kacchan with his sobs. Saliva pooled in his mouth, and Izuku had only seconds to make his way on trembling legs to the bathroom, before his stomach emptied itself of its contents. He coughed and sputtered, retching and hacking into the porcelain. His shoulders shook and his body ached, the pounding behind his barely seeing eyes not caused by hunger or arousal.
Plip!
Huh?
Izuku struggle to lift his head, as he forced his eyes to look away from the mess of red and black and half digested food.
Plip!
Izuku flinched as a drop of water hit his nose. He looked up to get another drop in his invisible third eye, which closed, completely blinding him.
A hand rubbed at his eyes while the raindrops showered on him. It didn't feel like rain, it was the exact feeling from when he was lapidated back in the 1400's.
It hurt. But it was worth it. It helped Izuku know that he was still alive in some way, that the agony he was put through was worth something, that he hadn't died, that he hadn't yet given up and killed himself;
That he still had a chance to save them from him.
Katsuki woke up feeling refreshed. But also weird. The not-so-good kind of weird.
There was a sounding the back of his head. Like screaming or crying or something. But it was quiet enough to ignore.
He hopped off the couch and glanced around the room. Deku wasn't there. Did he leave? Without saying bye to him? Meanie.
Katsuki pouted and stomped out of the living room. Hearing voices, he paused.
Izuku tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for his 'friend' to show.
Thank the high heavens above because Izuku was about to drop to his knees and pray. And no one wanted to see that.
"NEVER FEAR!"
'Oh Gosh, strike me down, why don'tya. Kill him while you're at it, yeah?'
"FOR I AM HEAR!"
"Say it a little louder, I'm sure the neighbors couldn't hear you very well with all the yelling." Izuku hissed with a roll of his eyes.
"HAHA! YOUNG MIDORIYA, I KNOW YOU KNOW I'M HERE!"
"Yeah, and now all of China knows you're here."
"We're not in China, young Midoriya. This is Japan."
"Nooo, shit, really? I thought we were still in 'Merica."
"You confuse me sometimes.", All Might sighed.
"Ditto."
"So, why did you call me here?" The blond's blue eyes brightened. "Have you accepted my apology?!"
"Try again."
"You... Have you had another child? Don't you think you've had too many with your age?"
"YOLO-"
"What?-"
"But you weren't even close. One last chance."
Toshinori thought for a moment but came up blank. He deflated a bit. "I... I don't know."
Izuku crossed his arms over his chest. "Good. There's someone that wants to meet you."
"Who?"
Izuku snorted. "Guess motherfucker. I ain't telling you that easily."
"Your granddaughter?"
"Daughter.", Izuku corrected.
"... What?"
"Ten-Ten is my daughter. Not just my granddaughter."
"No she isn't, she..." Toshinori stopped to think, and stared at Izuku in shocked disgust. "You're... You're sick. Tell me you hadn't..."
Izuku raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"
"Having a child with your daughter in law? You're absolutely sick, especially with what you did to her-"
"Don't, Yagi. I don't want to think about that." Izuku snarled, looking down at the hero.
"What? The fact that you-"
"Do you think I enjoyed it?" Izuku hissed, steam and smoke seeping from his clenched teeth. "Do you think I enjoyed doing that to her? Do you actually think that low of me?"
"I don't know what to think when I know that you've had sex with an 8 year old."
"I ONLY DO IT BECAUSE I HAVE TO!"
"WHAT REASON COULD YOU POSSIBLY HAVE-"
"TO STAY ALIVE, YAGI! I HAVE TO KEEP LIVING AND THAT'S THE ONLY WAY!"
Toshinori shook his head. "But why?... Why with a child?"
"I don't know, okay? If I had another option I would've fucking chosen it."
"Why with her? Why can't it be someone else?"
Izuku's head whipped up with a crack, wide, glassy eyes gaping at Toshinori.
"You think I'd go find someone's innocent child just to have sex with them? I know what that shit can do to a kid, Yagi. I can fix it with her, I can tell her why, but with someone else I wouldn't have that chance. I'd've ruined their life."
"But you'd do that to your own?"
Izuku let a growl and bared his fangs. "I should've let All For One kill you back then. No, I should've killed Nana when I had the chance, then you'd've never gotten that quirk, and I could've killed him without interference."
"I know it hurts Midoriya.", Toshinori said, placing a hand on Izuku's arm. "I know you loved her-"
"I don't love anyone besides them."
"You like her. You cared about her. It still hurts me too, even after all this time-"
Izuku slapped Toshinori's hand away. "It should hurt you; You're the one who killed my wife!"
Toshinori ignored that statement. "Think about it. If you had killed Nana, then you wouldn't've had your son or your... daughter."
Izuku turned with a 'tch'. "Kacchan's inside. Go do whatever he wants, no matter what it is. If I hear anything bad, I'm kicking your ass."
Izuku marched into the house, the weight of his guilt reappearing on his shoulders, with grief as the cherry on top.
He made his way to the living room, on his way to cry in the bathroom, when he was stopped by a hand grabbing his pants leg.
Katsuki looked up with concern. "Are you okay Deku? I heard yelling."
Izuku took a deep breath and forced the blood in his tear ducts to wait. 'Not in front of Kacchan, not now.'
The corners of his lips lifted into a sad, watery smile. Kacchan must've seen his eyes reddening, as his grip tightened on his clothes. "Not really, Kacchan. But don't worry, I will be soon. Just gimme a minute."
With a ruffle on his blond hair, Katsuki let go and watched Izuku stumble to the bathroom.
Izuku closed the door and slid down it to the floor, locking it with a flick of the wrist.
It was a cycle.
Remember, hate, cry.
Love, die, wait.
Cry, hate, cry.
Wash, rinse, repeat.