A Hero's Cry

This is a fluff, sad, and soft chapter. Please read the message at the end. ^-^

And also, incase some of you don't know, Izuku, Midoriya, And Deku are the same person. His full name is Izuku Midoriya and his nickname is Deku. Katsuki, Bakugou, And kacchan are also the same person. ^^ Enjoy!

! I do not own "My Hero Academia" (Boku no Hero Academia). It is a Japanese anime, and this book is just a fanfiction from the anime !

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Izuku had a pretty dark childhood. Class 1A found out about that a long time ago through someone's quirk. It's a long story. But in short, they are well aware that the boys mental state is 'not normal'. By that I mean, the boy used to suffer from anxiety and depression, until they helped to pull him out of that state. Everything was okay until this one time.

Izuku woke up gasping for air desperately, his knuckles turned white due to clutching his shirt tightly.

You're quirkless. You cant be a hero.

Delusional.

Weak.

If you wanna be a hero so bad, why don't you make it easier for yourself and take a swan dive off the roof? Maybe you'll have a quirk in your next life.

Those words echoed through the boy's mind, making his heart race even more.

Quirkless.

The voice in his head kept whispering. "Calm down. Breathe....I-its just a dream. It's okay." He told himself, keeping the tears in his eyes threatening to fall.

He woke up even before his alarm started ringing. Izuku did his morning routine like usual, but the dream - or nightmare- can't seem to get off of his mind.

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The green haired boy stared into nothingness, but his eyes had a very intense look and his hand clutched into a fist. Every second, the feeling on his chest got worst. He couldn't focus, in fact he didn't even talk that much in class unless someone asked him something. He would answer, but its was short. It's like he can't say the things he wanted to say or what he would usually say because it was blocked by the same feeling ever since this morning.

How long is it until the class is over? I cant hold it anymore. The boy grew nervous by every second that passed . It felt like forever. His heart beats faster, and faster, and faster. He was panicking.

"Midoriya"

Aizawa -his teacher- asked. "Are you listening?"

"Uu-h yes sensei" The boy answered hesitantly.

To others eyes, the teacher looked annoyed because a student is not listening to his lessons. But in reality, Aizawa called the boy because he knew something was wrong. He just wanted to snap him out of it. He knew that Izuku doesn't like to make others worry, that's why he didn't ask 'are you okay'.

Izuku's friends may not know what has gotten to him, but they're not dumb. They knew something was up since this morning, but they brushed it off thinking he was just having a bad day. They tried asking Midoriya a couple of times but he insisted that he was okay.

In the corner of Todoroki's eyes, he noticed how Midoriya was fidgeting with his fingers. He was friends with the boy so of course he would know what that meant. The poor boy was nervous. But what's making him nervous? He asked himself. Todoroki realized that the others noticed too. They were all looking at the green haired boy, worriedly.

The same hurtful words kept ringing in Izuku's head. Stop it. It hurts. Please shut up.

A minute or so, the last class for the day finally ended. Midoriya quickly stood up from his seat and walked -almost like a run- towards the door, wanting to get out of the other's sight as soon as possible.

"Deku" Uraraka shouted for his name. But he didn't bother turning around. He wanted to, but he can't at the moment. He continued walking out of the room.

"Okay... This is getting really strange" Kirishima exclaimed. "I-ida...Come with me" Uraraka said. "I think something's wrong with Deku. Lets go." Uraraka added while dragging Iida out of the room.

"I'll come with you." Yaoyorozu and the others surprisingly said in unison.

That's not the only surprising thing. Bakugou simply walked behind them. Maybe he was worried? Or he just wanted to scream at Deku for making everyone worry. No one really knows. I guess they'll find out.

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Deku arrived in his room, panting. He closed the door behind him and sat on the floor beside his bed. He reminded himself what his mother used to say when he had panic attacks. Breathe in.....breathe out....Everything's gonna be alright.

But it didn't help.

He can't breathe so he panicked even more. He covered his ears hoping that would shut the whispers... But it didn't. Calm down. calm down calm down.. please make it stop. P-please-

"Deku?....Are you in here?" He didn't respond. Izuku was having trouble breathing. How is he supposed to respond? "Midoriya, if you're in here, can you tell us what's wrong? We've been worried about you." Iida said.

No answer.

"Jirou, can you use your quirk? We don't know if he actually went in here.." "Sure" Jirou responded to Kirishima. She stuck her earphone jack into the wall outside Midoriya's room.

Not even a second have passed, Jirou's eyes widened.

"G-guys he's in there. A-and I think he's having a trouble breathing." With that, everyone panicked.

"MIDORIYA OPEN THE DOOR" "ARE YOU OKAY!?" "H-HEY BRO, OPEN THE DOOR. WE'LL HELP YOU." "C-could it be, it's happening again?" Mineta asked. "But I thought he was okay now?"

In the other side of the door, Deku managed to keep his breathing a bit steady. He didn't want to worry the others even more further. Deku could hear voices and knocks outside his room.

I made every one worried again. That's all i could ever do. So pathetic.

"Every one calm down" Iida said to keep his classmates quiet. "I think he's okay now. But he's crying." Jirou said. They stood there in shock. It had been a long time since the last attack happened. What could've triggered it? Many questions filled their heads but their thoughts got cut off.

"All of you shut up." Bakugou stepped forward, facing Deku's door. He grabbed the handle and tried to open it but when it didn't open like he wanted to, he made the knob explode.

Deku flinched at the sudden noise, tears kept falling down his freckled face. His friends quicky came in and rushed over Deku's side.

"Are you okay bro??"

"What happened? Did someone hurt you?"

"Hey, stop crying. You're okay now Midoriya."

"It's alright. We're right here."

Some hands patted his back, some held his hands, and some ruffled his hair. It was very overwhelming but comforting at the same time.

I'm not alone anymore. I have friends, i have a family, i have a quirk. I'll be fine. Midoriya reminded himself.

He can't help but smile at the sudden realization. There's no point of thinking about that dream. Any of those aren't gonna happen again. The whole class felt as if the weight they're carrying suddenly lifted seeing the small boy smile. He never deserved any of this suffering. He was a kind, sweet, happy boy. And they will make sure it will always stay like that.

In the corner of the room stood Bakugou. Although it was obvious that the boy cared for his childhood friend, he had no intention of showing it by being all sweet and cuddly. He had his own way. He watched as everyone slowly went out of Deku's room, one by one. All bidding their 'goodbyes' and 'good nights' at Deku. Until it was only the two of them left.

"You're an asshole." Bakugou suddenly said. Izuku responded "Sorry" with an apologetic look.

Bakugou slowly approached the boy who is now sitting on his bed. Bakugou stood in front of him....

And hugged him.

Deku sat there, in shock. He never imagined hugging with Kacchan without being murdered or hurt. In fact, it was Kacchan who hugged him with his own free will.

Bakugou spoke "If something is bothering you, don't hesitate telling me or the others. You almost fucking gave me a heart attack." Deku chuckled.

It's been a year since they became officially friends and since then, he treated him a lot better than before but he never really expected to receive this kind of affection from Bakugou.

Bakugou let go of Deku and walked towards the door. He looked back at Deku and said "Good night...Izuku"

Midoriya felt warm. It's been a decade since Kacchan called him that. "Good night Kacchan." They both softly smiled at each other and Bakugou left. Izuku was still in awe. He cant believe all of that happened in a short amount of time.

Izuku lied down on his bed and told himself. I'm okay now. I am not alone and will never be alone again. I have them, and they have me.

With that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep with a small smile on his face.

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I can't promise to always update this story but I'll try my best. Sorry if there's any mistakes and wrong grammars. I'm not very good in English. I hope ya'll enjoyed this short story! I sure did enjoyed writing it. If you like it, please let me know in the comments. And don't forget to leave a vote! Thank you <3