~~~Izuku's POV~~~

Stupid Kacchan. I don't need his damn help. I don't want it. Or do you? Shut the hell up for once. Temper, temper, I'm just stating the facts. You want to be saved from this self pity but not by another's pity. I hate you.

"What's on your mind Deku?"

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"Izu, please let your walls down. It's just you and me, the nurse left. I just want to help."

"I- Kacchan, how can you hate yourself? How can you despise what and who you are? How on earth does that make any fucking sense?"

"Tell me what you hate."

"List is too long."

"Tell me what you like?"

"I don't like anything about me. I can't find one fucking thing to like and that's my issue Kacchan." I start tearing up. Fuck.

"You're telling me," He grabs my chin lightly. "That you can't see the beauty in your emerald eyes. You're saying that you hate your personality, the Izuku that I remember used to be..." He stopped to think, his face is incredibly close. "The Izu I remember never gave up, nor did he have an ounce of fear. The Izu I remember was a fighter. You're telling me you completely hate that part of you?" I'm a blushing mess. Shit.

"That part of me died a while ago, Kacchan."

"Is that so?" He's getting closer and he's doing it on purpose. He's trying to see if I'm lying. Right now our position is questionable. I'm standing against the wall. Kacchan has his hand on my chin and using his other to brace himself on the wall, almost like at any minute he's ready to kiss me. No, he doesn't like you.

"Yes." My voice is breathy without meaning to be. He just smirks.

"Deku, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're lying to edge me on. Get me to believe that a part you use everyday has died."

"Then you don't know better."

"Hmm," I felt the vibration through my chest. "I think that's also a lie. Because the Deku I know, always stood up against me. He fought to keep everyone safe, even if it was against his childhood friend." His voice gets quieter, the more he talks and he seems to be getting lost. NOPE I AIN'T DOIN THIS, I CHOOSE LIFE SATAN THANKS THO. I slowly inch further and further away from his face.

"That was years ago and you know it."

"You're still fighting. Wanting to get stronger, doing the coping activities. Izu, I know you, just let me help."

"Kacchan, you know I can't. If I let you help then I'll feel obligated to stay here."

"So that's it then. You're just going to waste the chance of a happy life and being a hero because you can't stand to fight alone?"

"Kinda? I don't fucking know Kacchan."

"YOU DON'T NEED TO FIGHT ALONE. DAMMIT CAN'T YOU SEE I'M HERE FOR YOU?" SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT. I start to sink, he's so close and then started yelling. FUCK.

"Shit. Izu, I'm sorry." He sinks to the floor with me, get's behind me and starts rubbing my back. Whispering so soft you wouldn't even think he was saying anything. I begin to scratch my arms, he sees and tries his best to try and stop me. He knows what I'm trying to do dammit. He gets my arms and successfully stops me.

"Izu, why can't you stop hurting yourself for one damn minute? You gave yourself the headache. I know you did. Please stop hurting."

"Kacchan, I'm sorry, but it's the only way I know how to stop the attacks."

"Izuku, you have me. Stop relying on pain. Use me, remember when we were younger? When your dad was home and we were friends?"

"After you found the bruises?"

"Yeah, do you remember what I used to do?"

"You would let me stay the night. You would let me sleep with my shirt off because you wanted to be mindful of them and how it felt like I was choking."

"Do you remember what else?"

"N-no."

"You would shake so bad in your sleep that I would have to wake you up, I would wake you up and-"

"And get me to talk about it, then you would let me lie on you until I fell back asleep, even after I fell asleep you let me sleep on you, you would play with my hair and rub my back."

"You do remember. Let me be here, like I used to be."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"I can't tell you. Not right now." He can't know. Why? It would make him leave your life, call you disgustion, tell you you're useless and worthless. Isn't that what you want? Or was I right the whole time? You finally want someone not to give up on you? Leave me alone. I put my hands on my head, knees up to my chest. I just let Kacchan hold me, I let my mind go blank. Finally peace.

"Izu, what's on your mind?"

"How I finally have peace and quiet."

"Do you need me to stop talking?"

"No, keep talking, I just meant, I finally got my brain to stop arguing with me, I know it sounds weird and crazy but hear me out. I think one thing but then something else is there. Like, when you said if you didn't care why would you have punched a wall, part of me said you were lying, don't hold this against me, and another said you had a point. I can't get a break with it."

"So it's like reason fighting with what you want to believe?"

"Kind of? I don't know how to put it."

"I think I get it. We have one more class, do you want to go or stay here?"

"We should go but-"

"Deku, if you aren't ready don't force it. I can ask the teacher to print us notes."

"Okay..."

"I'll be back, alright?"

"Okay Kacchan, thank you." With that he left.

~~~~~Katsuki's POV~~~~~

Dammit Midoriya... Where did it all go wrong? When did we lose contact? Why did we? These are all the thoughts going through my head as I walk to our history teacher.

"Excuse me, ma'am?"

"What is it Bakugou?" I forgot she didn't like me.

"Me and Izuku are going to be in the nurse's office for the period, by chance can I get the work and notes for us?"

"Great, what did you do this time?"

"N-nothing, he's had a rough year, ended up having a panic attack, he isn't ready for class due to it, can I please get the work?"

"You may have yours but Midoriya needs to get his himself."

"Then ma'am it won't be until after the final bell that way."

"Are you talking back?" Shit.

"N-no, I'm sorry. I'll get him to come down, can I grab mine?"

"Whatever, here." She hands me my work, Deku is going to have a field day.

After getting my work I head back to the nurse's, Deku isn't on the floor anymore, it seems like he's doing the work from english, the class he had to leave.

"Hey Deku, our history teacher is a bitch."

"Let me guess she said I had to go down and get it myself."

"Yeah, I'm sorry."

"It's fine, I'm guessing I should go like now?"

"If you want, do you want me to go?"

"I should be fine. Thanks though." And he left like that.

~~~~Izu's POV~~~~

I got my work and was on my way back, when I got cornered. They were some of Kacchan's lackeys. Great.

"Oi, nobody, whatchu do to Bakugou? Why's he hangin with you?"

"Leave me alone."

"No, no, no, that isn't how this works. Are you blackmailing him?"

"I said, LEAVE ME ALONE." I start to yell, hopefully an adult comes.

"Aww is the little nerd mad? Need to be somewhere?"

"Actually yes, top of the building if you don't mind." I'm not entirely serious, I wish I were, but I've noticed if you mention shit like that they tend to back off. Not today I guess. Damn.

"Nu uh, you aren't going to get away that easily."

"Just leave me alone, I'm so fucking sick of people." That seemed to take them off guard. And I pushed past, only for one of them to grab the wrist Kacchan helped bandage. I yelp.

"Aww did the little nerd hurt his wrist?" They go to grab it again, this time I jump back. I'm not fighting today, I'm not in the corner, all I need to do is run. So I bolt. Of course they follow, but I was able to make it back to the nurse's office without getting yelled at. But when I arrive I'm out of breath and on the verge of tears.

"Deku? What happened?"

"Get the fuck away, acting like you cared, when in reality you just set me up."

"What happened?"

"Don't play stupid, the whole reason you didn't care if people saw us together was so you could get your buddies to ambush me."

"They what now?"

"Oh, don't act so dumb."

"Izuku Midoriya. What happened?" Shit, he's calm.

"Some of your buddies cornered me, asking why you were hanging with me, asking if I had blackmailed you. They ended up grabbing my wrist, the one from last night, and I ended up running."

"I'm gonna kill them."

"Kacchan?"

"Which ones?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Deku, tell me."

"No, it isn't important. They think I went to the roof."

"Why would they think that?"

"Oh.. heh, I might have told them I was going there."

"Were you planning to?"

"Not today, maybe if my mom never found out." Shit, he didn't need to know that.

"Better never think of it again."

"No promises."

"You little shit."

"Come on, let's do our work." We finally sit down and do all of our work. Kacchan is the one to break the silence.

"So, are we going to your house to grab an over the weekend bag, or doing that later?"

"I told you what was wrong."

"Deku, you can't stay in that room, just escape it, this once."

"What will your mom say?"

"She loves you idiot. She actually misses how we used to sleep at each other's houses every so often."

"I don't want to intr-"

"Shut up nerd, if you don't pick I will."

"F-fine. My house first. Mom will worry if I don't come home, she'll think the worst."

"Okay then." After that we returned to the silence, I decide to pull out my sketch book. I've had my work done since he started talking. I ended up drawing a guy, similar to me with a rainbow of flowers on his head with black and blue wings, that has a banner under him that has L.G.B.T with words under it saying Life Gets Better Together. I really like this piece.I guess because I wish I could be out, but I can't be any more of a disappointment to my mom, she already has to deal with me quirkless, and suicidal. I won't make her know she won't get grandkids if I even live that far and then we have my dad... Shit my dad.

"What did you draw?" Shit, when I colored it I did my features, green hair and eyes and my freckles. DAMMIT I'm an idiot.

"Oh, uh nothing."

"Can I see please?"

"Kacchan, I promise it isn't depressing so you don't have to worry."

"I like your art, I just want to see it."

"Promise not to jump to conclusions?"

"Promise." I'm going to regret this. I show him. He looks at it long and hard. Admiring the details and colors.

"It looks great."

"Thanks."

"So you're gay?"

"W-what, no. I told you not to jump."

"I know, I'm kidding. But I wouldn't care if you were."

"R-really?"

"Not at all, you have enough on your platter, no need to add to the pain." Heh, it seems like he's changing, but no one changes this fast. I feel like the Kacchan I knew a few days ago would have made fun of it...

"Are you okay Kacchan? Wouldn't the old you make fun of me for it?"

"Heh, about that, I guess you think I'm completely changing for you, which I mean I'm trying to be nicer and get out of the mindset to make you give up your dream. But really the LGBTQ community doesn't bother me. Don't tell anyone, but I'm kind of questioning right now..."

"O-oh."

"Yeah, but let's keep that between us." He puts a wink after it as if we kissed.

"Don't worry, not like I have anyone to talk to, heh."

"Shut up nerd." The school bell rang a few minutes after he said that and we got up to walk to my house, joking about things and having a good time, like when we were younger... I missed this Kacchan.