Tomura looked around before pulling out the bobby pin. Thank fucking god Nezu was nice enough to help him find a design for gloves so he didn't decay shit constantly. It had been a miracle after three months of decaying his desk last year-over a hundred times.
He picked it open until it clicked and pulled it open. His red eyes landed on a piece of notebook paper with the words Locker Stalker written on it. He swallowed the lump that formed in his throat quickly. It had been over a month now and he was shocked the younger teen decided to write back to him now.
Yea, normal people would go up and ask the person out but that just wasn't Tomura Shigaraki's style. Personal relationships weren't his forte and he only became friends with Mei because she pretty much forced her friendship onto him and used him as an unwilling guinea pig.
He just accepted she would hunt him down in school or out in public like a goddamn hound dog.
She's such a crazy bitch.
He had been crushing bad on Izuku Midoriya the moment he saw him on the TV at the Sports Festival. He had a weakness for freckles and those big emerald eyes…. He was in love just like that. No one in the world could be cuter than him.
Ironically enough, Nezu had suggested to him to talk to the boy and see if he could help him. Tomura didn't have the balls to tell the principal he was crushing on the younger teen and he would just die with that secret. Mei only knew because she was such a nosy asshole. More than once she had threatened to tell the freckled cutie that Tomura liked him.
He blinked a few times when he opened the letter. It was nice and to the point.
Hey there.
Aizawa sensei said no more flowers because of his allergies.
I loved the book and I do enjoy reading, so I appreciate that.
I was informed you needed some help? If that's true, leave me
a note and I'll do my best to help.
-Izuku Midoriya-
Oh, he found out I needed help. Even gave me his locker code.
He frowned at that.
Who in the hell told him? That fucking rat is behind it I bet. That fucker!
Tomura sighed as he pulled out a pen and started writing a note back.
I have quirk issues. I can't control it and it's dangerous.
Glad you liked the book and I hope you like this one too.
Nezu told me to ask you for help. If you want to help me,
leave me your number.
-Thanks
Tomura placed a book called 'The Beginning of Quirks' in the locker with the note on top. He would have no issue remembering Izuku's locker number since it was similar to Mei's. He closed it and headed to his independent study class. Unfortunately, a lot of parents had found out about his quirk and demanded he be alone. He was almost done with his second year and if he couldn't control it, he wouldn't be allowed to be a hero.
Then he would be forced to take pills that would suppress it. He would have to go before a judge again to make his case and he knew he would lose.
One year left but that doesn't help.
Fuck.
He had grown to accept he wouldn't be a hero and that Nezu was just trying to ease the sting by asking for extra help to exhaust all options. Hardly any of the teachers would deal with him directly because they were afraid of him. He had an issue with anger but that hadn't been his fault thanks to his piece of shit father. Nezu was his legal guardian for now and that did make his life a lot easier.
He probably already knows I like Izuku.
He rubbed his temples.
It's like that fucker can read people's minds. I wouldn't be shocked if he could. He always smiles all creepy like that.
Tomura entered the class to see Present Mic with his hands on his narrow hips and a big grin on his face.
"Good afternoon little listener!"
The teen groaned and took a seat.
"Are you ready for your English, math and physics?!"
"Why not?"
It almost seemed like Nezu loved punishing him with cheery and happy people thinking it would change his personality and he would start trusting people. The rat better not hold his breath. A snowball in hell would have better chances of not melting than him trusting people.
He liked Izuku Midoriya. The boy was smart, cute, had freckles and reckless….. He liked that all but that didn't mean Tomura would trust the boy the moment he opened his mouth and said hi to him.
Tomura opened his books and listened to Present Mic rattle off the most boring shit he had ever heard. He had two and half hours with Present Mic. Two hours with Mei. Lunch. Two hours with Nezu and Midnight then an hour for homework with Thirteen before training with her.
He had a lot of respect for Thirteen. She went through some similar trials with her own quirk. She even admitted she had a similar suit that helped control her quirk because she couldn't trust her own feelings sometimes. She had admitted if it wasn't for the support department she wouldn't be standing there today.
She had been the reason he walked near the support class and had the door blown off, nearly taking him out. He decayed the metal within seconds causing dust to fly everywhere and save the wall in time. He then got roped in by the pink haired girl seconds later.
He still didn't like her but he hated her a lot less than others.
"You really are smart, little listener!"
Tomura looked, his soul practically dying.
"I know. Just not smart enough to control my fucking quirk."
The pro hero gave him a sympathetic smile.
"Sometimes you need an outside opinion."
"I have outside opinions. So far I have a pro hero who understands me and a big titted bitch who treats me like a lab rat. Then a parent who can practically read my every move and sentence that forms before I speak it."
The blonde man laughed.
"That sounds like some great support!"
The teen only growled in annoyance before snapping his physics book shut.
"You can go get a snack if you want. You got thirty minutes before Hatsume tortures you."
"Great. You want anything?" Tomura asked as he stood up.
"Naw, I'm good! I have a candy bar here."
The teen nodded and took off. The bell for the classes to switch rang fourteen minutes ago so he could go to Izuku's locker.
25-06-10
He continued to think of his locker combo all the way there. When he stood in front of the green haired boy's locker, he sighed before placing his forehead against it. Every single time he came to the locker, his heart would race and he would feel nervous.
This is so stupid.
It really was.
He was going to rely on someone he didn't know to be his angel- saving grace or whatever people called them.
Let's see what he had to say.
Tomura opened the locker and saw the next note inside. It was attached to a grocery bag. He frowned slightly but it was for him since it was addressed to Locker Stalker. He pulled the note off the bag so he could answer quickly.
Oh, so I don't get to know your name yet?
I guess that's ok. It feels weird you know who
I am though. Those books are very nice but
I know they're expensive! You don't have to
butter me up for me to help you.
Here's my number 890-877-0134
I hope I can help you!
-Izuku Midoriya-
P.S. Enjoy the snacks!
Tomura made a face. It wasn't fair he supposed but he felt weird about the whole thing. How does one ask for help from their crush?
Well, I figured the books would be
enjoyable for you and a little helpful.
I wasn't really sure but you want insight
on my quirk, Thirteen helps me out a lot.
She knows how I feel. Give her a heads
up after your lunch. I'll text you around
six.
Thanks for the snacks. Nezu says I eat
like shit.
-TS
Tomura closed the locker and returned back to Present Mic's classroom. He still had fifteen minutes left so he started digging through the bag. There were chips, cheese puffs, fruit snacks, snack cakes, a few cans of pop and apple juice.
He has decent tastes in snacks.
"Whatcha got there?"
Tomura jumped in his seat, "Snacks."
The pro hero peeked inside.
"That stuff doesn't come in the machines-
"I know!" he snapped, turning bright red, "It was given to me…."
"Oh really?"
The teen nodded, not meeting his eyes.
"Ya know, when we were in school, Midnight would leave me snacks because she liked me."
Tomura opened his mouth and closed it.
"We got married the day after we graduated and have been together ever since."
"W-what? I never read about that…"
The man laughed, "Of course! We keep that quiet because villains would come after her! Or me! Besides, she keeps up that sexy, single persona and she gets to act wild so it makes her happy. I get to do my podcasts and radio shows so it's a win-win. At the end of the day, we're in each other's arms."
"O-oh."
Tomura looked thoughtful. There were tons of scandals surrounding Midnight but she never spoke on them. Whenever she taught him things, she was professional. Most people thought she was a big ol' pervert with giant tits and no sense of shame. She always got flustered when he complimented her on work.
She was a good person.
"Does her quirk make it difficult to live with her?" he asked.
Present Mic laughed.
"I'm mostly immune to it now. If I'm super tired then it hits me but other than that, we would have to be in an enclosed space for a few hours before it gets to me. We went through that for a month before it didn't affect me."
Tomura chewed his lip as he cracked open a can of room temperature pop.
"You…. you didn't get tired of it?"
"Nope! She thinks she has to thank me everyday but she doesn't. I would endure it everyday if I had too. I love her and she means that much to me."
"Yea."
X
X
Tomura stood against the wall and opened the giant metal door that was freshly painted black and yellow. He was taught by Power Loader to open the door from the side instead of standing in front of it. He learned after being blasted and knocked out by the metal door hitting him.
Oddly enough, there was no sound. He poked his head around the metal door to see Mei was in the middle of eating a two foot sub and a Monster energy drink. He rolled his eyes and went in, slamming the door behind him.
"Hey Tomura! What's up?!"
The teen said nothing as he shoved his hands into his pants pockets. He looked uncomfortable.
"What happened? Did you destroy another desk?"
"No! I'm still on my five month streak!"
She cracked a wide smile.
"So, any luck with your favorite forest fairy?"
"Jesus christ Mei, do you gotta call him that?"
She nodded, "It fits him. He looked like a buffed up fairy."
He groaned and sat down beside her.
"What's the plan today? Why are you eating so early?"
"You always wanna do shit on our lunch breaks so I'm eating now. Anything new though?"
She's not gonna let this go.
"What makes you think there's something to tell?"
The girl rolled her unusual yellow eyes.
"You seem a little more cheerful than normal."
He arched an eyebrow.
"So spill the damn beans already. I can see through your pissy ass looks."
"F-fine."
He kicked at the cracked tile on the floor.
"I got his phone number. He also gave me his locker combination and he gave me a bag of snacks."
The teen girl looked shocked. She stopped chewing for a whole minute. Tomura was starting to feel uncomfortable.
"Say something! Fuck!"
"You got a lot accomplished. On your own too…. Holy shit."
"It's not just because I like him, ok? I can't be a fuckin' hero unless I can control it and I would've wasted Nezu's time."
Her face softened as she sighed.
"You're such a complicated man. Did ya tell the forest fairy about your quirk yet?"
"No. I told him to go to Thirteen."
"You are such a moron."
"What the fuck-
"I don't see why you didn't just tell him yourself. Give him your binder of failed attempts of control and start from there."
"Because! What if he manages to think of one of the ways we already tried and finds a way to make it work! That's why I didn't want to tell him directly until we had a few ways of disproving his theories. Like what if he comes up with the same ideas but different ways of going about it- fuck you! You know what I mean!"
"Wow…. It's a good thing you're smarter on paper…. You cannot talk well."
Tomura gave her both middle fingers before sitting down with her. He pulled out the stuff Izuku had given him and they ate together. Mei pulled out a giant binder after they were done eating with failed tests, theories and inventions.
"You ready to head to the field?" she asked, tossing her tank top off onto the table. She reapplied deodorant and pulled on a clean tank top.
"Yea. Let's go."
She picked on the duffle bag that had extra clothes for them both.
The very first time Mei tried to help Tomura, she was nearly naked in front of him and lost her goggles. He actually apologized a few hundred times (it felt like it) and all she asked for was his T-shirt and they kept working.
Apparently Mei was asexual and rather shameless when it came to nudity. One time she went into the boy's bathroom and talked his ear off while he was taking a shit. It had been rather uncomfortable the few times she had done that but finally he just let it go.
Mei was like that toddler or cat that couldn't let you shit or piss alone and had no sense of personal space.
"Alright…. So we need you to slow the rate of decay," she said as she flipped to the study part of the binder.
"I know."
"You have no issue of destroying things instantly but once we can get you to slow it, I think you can deactivate it. That's the goal and I think they would allow you to be a hero then."
That was the goal….
But he didn't believe it would happen.
X
"Are you ok?"
Tomura glanced up from his laptop and notes to see Thirteen staring at him.
"I'm fine, why?"
She pulled off her helmet. Her light violet eyes locked on him. He could see the concern. While it was nice someone understood him, he hated pity.
"Midoriya from 1-A came here and asked about your quirk. He said you told him to come ask me. Why is he asking about you?"
The teen put his pen down and sighed.
"Rat Dad said I should ask him for assistance and I couldn't face the guy. I've been breaking into his locker to leave him…. Ass kissing presents for help. I just asked him today for his help actually."
"Are you running out of options, Tomura?"
"I ran out of options the moment my quirk showed up. So it's nothing new."
"There's no equipment that can help?"
He shook his head.
"I fucked everything up. Even with Mei lining my stuff with grocery bags, I destroyed everything. We found out bismuth-209 is the slowest decaying thing in the world- probably universe but my decay rate is too fast….. I could probably kill myself trying to use it to slow my decay."
"Wow."
"Mei says my will power apparently isn't enough even though I slowed the decay process by five seconds. My decay rate has been the same since I got it at seven so that's good….. I think."
"Do you…. Have…." the pro hero trailed off.
"A fall back? No. This is all I ever wanted. I wanted to be like my grandmother. I wanted to be a hero. An underground hero."
"Tomura-
"No it's alright. I need to go nap or some shit."
He closed the laptop and gathered his things.
There has never been a thing to fall back on. I'm stuck like this. I should've been a fucking villain.
X
Tomura laid on the couch in Nezu's place. He had been banned from even spending the night in the dorms at UA so he stayed with his Rat Dad. He just stared at the ceiling, waiting for his life to pass by. There was nothing for him to work for.
He failed Nezu. He failed Mei. Thirteen gave him false hope without meaning too. That was his fault for thinking that way- not hers. He wished his quirk was more like Midnight. At this point he would take a sex quirk over what he had.
He wished the animal would come home early but the principal never came home before nine.
Tomura pulled out his phone and looked at it.
What do I have to lose? Not like it's gonna help but I'll drive my fucking self insane with what ifs.
He sighed.
Tomura: hey izuku. did you talk to thirteen?
I apologize for the super late update! i had to adult a lot this week and it's been exhausting.
I plan on doing from oneshots for mha and my first is Ochako/Dabi. I was reminded of that ship from when I looked back at Chocolate Peanutbutter Cake. I just need to finish the oneshot first lol
I tried finding out what color thirteen's hair and eyes were but it just said 'light' so I made her eyes purple since that's my favorite color lol
