Chapter 07: The aftermaths

Izuku strike right for the library, trying not to think to much about what he just did. It's was... so... liberating.

Just hope nothing too bad will happen after that, we are talking about Katsuki after all. Wait. Katsuki? He just call him that too in the class. Guess it's time he get ride of that nickname too. Only friends should give anybody one and not at your bully, even if he was a childhood friend, that phase is now long gone.

Maybe he should go by Bakugo now too? Anyway, he doesn't have time to think about it right now. He needs to read and take notes fast about this book so he can start working on his test projects by the end of the week.

Izuku had always with him a note book of idea for his future creation that he transports everywhere so he wouldn't lose a good idea. He opens it to the next blank page and starts writing about a mask that would be solid enough to protect him, covering everything under his nose, with a system to purify the air for needing moments. He had already started a design for a stick that could work like a taser and could change the length of it. Another idea was a utility belt that will work best for him will the most necessary equipment without being too bulky.

One look at the clock told him that only a few minutes was left before it was time he will need to get back to class. Packing his things he took all the strength he had left to go back there will all the others judging stares that will only be stronger since his little tantrum.

•Later after school•

Running in the first alley he could after a long run in the same direction for at least five good minutes, Izuku pant almost out of breath for the sprint he just put up. He should be fine now, Katsuki probably being slowed by his minions.

After waiting a bit to catch his breath, Izuku step one feet outside from the alley before being pull back in by a elbow at his throat. Having close his eyes by the shock, he opens them to only close them again while turning his face to one side to try and dodge the enhance fist coming his way hitting his right cheek with a explosion.

The person let go of him with a push that made him crash against the wall with a painful sound. Izuku gasp for air falling on his knees when another blow came this time meet his stomach pushing him inside the back street even more.

"I WILL SHOW YOU HOW TO NOT DISRESPECT ME BASTARD!!!!" Katsuki yell with a kick coming my way again. I tried to catch it with one arm, but being not strong and fast enoug, it just end by him kicking hard in my arm, a cracking sound making his way to my hears before everything starts to fall from my judgment like all my sense had turn off but my feeling of pain.

After some time of being beating up, my tyrant finally found it less worth his time and starts getting out leaving me crying in a mess.

Finally regaining some sense, I get hop slowly making my way to my home. I got some stares from people while walking but it wasn't even surprising. Messy hair with dust in it and everywhere on my creased and burn uniform with bruises forming on my skin on really obvious places. Looking down, I made my way to my place.

I couldn't do anything, only be on the receiving end and let myself being push around. For the well being of my dream, no my goal, I must learn to fight and take a advantage step before being pushed aside again. The problem is that I don't know people that can fight well enough and want to teach me... maybe if I pay them? I don't have much money however. Maybe mom would help... I must ask.

Entering my apartment, Izuku run to the bathroom to wash himself up before his mom see him like that. Getting out a little later, he still had blue, almost black, marks, but he hides most of them by a longue sleeve shirt with a hood. He says hi to his mom and asks her if they could find him a coach or make him follow a class or something so he could learn a few things to defend himself, but the answer he got only darkened his day a little more.

"I am sorry sweetie but I don't think we have enough money to send you follow a class like that and a individual coach is even more. Could you find someone wanting to spare with you in a other way? And is that more scratches and bruises? Where did you get those?? I cannot believe you did that falling again! If there is something wrong you would tell me no?" She asked with so much caring and anxiety behind it Izuku almost stop breathing. He wanted to tell her but couldn't afford to so she could stress out a bit less for him.

"No, no! It's fine, I'm fi-ine. A guy at school show me some moves and I got hurt by my own. I will go to my room for now before dinner, 'kay?"

"Ok, I will call you when I'm finish." She responded him will taking him under her arms for a quick hug.

Going in his room, Izuku thought about something he had forgot something since two weeks ago. He got to his backpack and get out a sheet of paper that one of his teachers gave them, a futur career forms. He needs to fill it up to get a chance to enter the school he is aiming for. It started well before he stop at the question about his nonexistent quirk. He writes a simple "None" hoping they won't discard him seeing that, but knowing that lying to say that he had one won't help him neither. After he finished, he made some research about how the exams normally take place, the rules and other things. While looking at the rules for the practical exam, he saw a rule that froze him in place. No equipment is accepted unless recommended by a doctor for safe use of the quirk. How could he prove himself without it?!! Feeling himself starting to lose control over his mind, he went packing some things he wants to bring at Mei house before telling his mom he is not hungry anymore and get out of his house starting to walk in the soon setting sunlight.