Chapter 48: 𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

🛑𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶🛑

(R•pe/self harm)

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The insomniac teacher was stressed.

How stressed?

You may ask.

Well he's so stressed, his naps have been non existent all day.

His mind just kept racing with all the outcomes that could possibly happen once he talks to Izuku after school.

It could end up with the greenette running away.

Or end up with him having a panic attack.

One thing was for sure, if Almight did do something to Midoriya, he'll be wishing to die.

That was a fucking promise.

The one thing Aizawa hadn't expected, though he should of known.

Was Bakugo demanding to stay, as the blonde put it, whatever he had to say to Izuku, he could say to the both of them.

So now both of his students were sitting at there desks, and their teacher was leaning against his, with his arms crossed glaring at the tile floors.

Trying but failing to find the right words.

How in the world was he gonna ask this?

How does he even bring something like this up??

Hey, did Almight beat you or something??

Or does Bakugo have his facts twisted??

And if so is there another reason you may be self harming?

Yeah, that wouldn't go over well at  all.

None of those questions were beating around the bush.

Now don't get the underground hero wrong he could easily over power Bakugo, but it's still the point that he knew the blonde would try to fight him for making someone he cares about uncomfortable.

So he needed to be careful, he just couldn't find the right words, after all he wanted to try his best to keep his freckle teen student as comfortable as possible, he wanted to make sure the greenette understood this was a safe place.

A safe place filled with people who cares about him, and Izuku already looked squeamish enough.

"Are ya gonna tell us what you wanted to talk about oooor??"

Bakugo spoke up, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Though it only seemed to become more tense after that question didn't receive an answer.

"Uhm Mr.Aizawa am I in trouble?"

This time it was Midoriya who broke the silence.

"No, of course not Midoriya."

"I just...."

Shota sucked in a breathe, he needed to choose his words carefully.

Sadly though he didn't know how, so he decided to be somewhat straight forward.

By starting with the main reason, on why he asked them to stay after class.

"We need to talk about your.... depression. "

"I'm not depressed. "

Izuku quickly declared, beginning to fidget with his uniform sleeves now.

The greenette knew this conversation was bound to happen sooner or later.

He just kinda hoped his teacher had forgotten about it.

Wishful thinking?

Yes.

Sadly.

"Midoriya you and I both know that's not true."

"I don't know why or how it came to be, but you don't only self harm but those voices won't leave you alone either."

"Am I correct?"

The freckle boy felt himself visibly flinch.

How did Aizawa know about them?

"Voices?"

Bakugo questioned, turning around to face his boyfriend.

That's right Izuku never mentioned those god forsaken voices before.

He felt like Katsuki knew enough, it wasn't much of pride that stood in his way of telling Katsuki.

It was more of the fact that he was scared that the blonde may leave, or call him crazy.

After all what sane person hears voices?

Though it was obvious he wouldn't be able to hide this part from the blonde anymore.

"Midoriya?"

"Am I right?"

"Izu, what voices?"

"I-They..... It's just-"

Midoriya was going into a panic, he was trying to keep his breathing under control.

Trying his best not to fully freak out.

But it was hard.

He was scared, what if Bakugo decides that he has to many problems and decides to leave again??

"Hey, it's ok love."

"Your ok. "

"I'm not mad, and neither is  Aizawa. "

"We just want to help. "

Katsuki whispered, having ahold of one of Izuku's scarred hands.

He understood his boyfriend needed reassurance, he needed to know, that he was loved and no one was gonna leave him.

Oddly enough Midoriya found himself feeling calmer by just staring into those beautiful crimson eyes, that belonged to his handsome boyfriend.

Bakugo's eyes strangely enough always showed his true emotions, how he was really feeling.

And if you payed close enough attention, you'd be able to figure out when Katsuki was actually mad, or sad.

Heck even happy, they always seemed to glow brighter.

At the moment the blonde's eyes gave Izuku all the reassurance he needed.

Katsuki wasn't mad at him, he wasn't gonna leave.

It was gonna be ok.

After a good few minutes of  Aizawa studying his two students actions.

He decided to step closer to the two of them, crouching down in front of Izuku's desk, to where they were now eye level as he spoke.

"Midoriya.... "

"I understand this is a sensitive topic, but I need to know what's going on."

"I want to help you, get better."

"But I can't do that, if I don't know what happened to you. "

Bakugo looked over at his boyfriend with pleading eyes.

They needed to tell an adult, someone who could actually help, needed to know.

Izuku needed help, Yagi could take advantage of the freckle boy at any time.

Midoriya stared right back at his boyfriend, he knew they talked about this already but.... he was still scared.

''What if Aizawa doesn't believe me?''

''What if he tells Almight, and he hurts Kacchan?"

"Or what if they kick me out??"

"What if Aiza-"

"None of that will happen if you just tell me what's going on."

Men one of these days, his mumbling problem will really get him in trouble!

"Whatever you tell me, I will believe, ok?"

"I promise."

Shota declared, his eyes being unusual soft.

But could you blame him?

He was worried.

His students were his kids even though he wouldn't admit that out loud.

"A-Almight..... he.... "

This was it.

He just needed to say three simple words.

He. Raped. Me.

Only one problem though.

He's never exactly said that part out loud.

He didn't have to tell Bakugo, because he figured it out on his own.

Well kinda.

Either way he still didn't have to tell the blonde directly, because he already knew.

Shōta may have his suspicions, but he still doesn't know what really happened.

"Midoriya?"

"Izu?"

"He raped me."

The insomniac teacher had to blink a few times to fully process his student's words.

'He.Raped.Me.'

Clear as day.

Those words were extremely clear, there was no mishearing that.

And now the underground hero just wanted to find Almight and beat the living shit out of him.

"That son of bitch. "

Katsuki's head snapped at his teacher, shocked written all over his face.

His teacher just cussed!!

Did hell freeze over??

"Ooh that's a naughty word Mr.  Aizawa."

"Pff"

Katsuki smirked, at his teacher who just rolled his eyes at the blonde's childishness.

Though both of them found themselves glad over the fact that Izuku had laughed a little.

"When did he-"

"The day b-before he l-left."

Izuku answered, Katsuki thought about that for a moment.

His thoughts going to later that night when Midoriya tried to speak to him.

It made him wonder, if he hadn't been such a selfish ass-hole that night, would the greenette had sought for help sooner?

"I see.... "

"Do you happened to remember the date?"

Shota asked, in order for the underground hero to prove anything to the authorities,

he'd have to have the evidence first.

"I-Uhm.... I don't know. "

"May, 6th."

Bakugo replied, he knew that easily, thanks to his stupid ass mother.

Aizawa's eyes blew open for a second, not enough for anyone to notice luckily.

A bunch of unanswered questions raced through his mind, one of them being 'How was he gonna handle this situation'?

"Where did he.... uhm hurt you?"

"At the b-beach.... we were t-training and I was j-just needing a small break a-and that's when he.... "

"Hey, it's ok you don't have to finish your sentence."

"I understand."

Shota stated, rubbing the freckle teen's shoulder hoping that was giving him some type of comfort.

"O-Ok.... "

Izuku felt like he was suffocating.

Like the walls around him were closing in, and everyone and everything was judging him.

He just needed to be by himself for a moment, he needed to take a breather.

"I-I need to go the restroom."

"I'll go with you. "

Bakugo stated, standing up right after Izuku did.

"No!"

"It's ok, I just.... I need a second to breath. "

"I need a moment by myself. "

Midoriya claimed, feeling slightly bad when he noticed the hurt expression on the blonde's face.

"That's understandable."

"Just be careful alright?"

The insomniac teacher warned, he needed to speak to the blonde by himself anyway.

"I will be. "

Izuku promised, giving Bakugo a quick kiss in hopes that would make him feel slightly better.

Which it did.

•×•

"It's ok Izuku, everything's ok."

"There's no reason to worry, kacchan's there with you."

"And it seems like Aizawa believes me.... "

𝓤𝓷𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓽

That voice.

That same damn voice, that seemed to haunt him day and night.

He always assumed it was all in his head.

Like a guilty conscience?

But worst.

Until now.....

•×•

"Bakugo, I need you to actually listen to me, don't jump to anger till I explain myself.

The raven hair teach sighed out, sitting on top of the freckle boy's desk.

" Ok...."

Bakugo growled, his crimson eyes narrowed.

If his teacher was about to say Izuku was lying, the blonde was gonna lose it.

"What is it?"

"I don't think Almight did it."

"Tsk, you mother fuck-"

"Listen to me Bakugo. "

Shota growled, silencing the ash blonde.

"I'm not calling Izuku a liar, I believe what happened actually happened, but I don't believe it was the real Almight. "

"And what hell makes you say that?"

"Because I drove Almight to the air port on the 5th of may. "

"He was already in America."

•×•

"W-Who are you?"

Izuku asked, his voice shaking a tad bit with fear.

He had never seen someone look so.... clear?

If that makes since.

The person in front of him was almost invisible but it wasn't like Hagakure where you couldn't see her period if she was to not have any clothes on.

The person in front of him, had almost an outline traced around their body.

But that was about it.

"Awww suger cube, we've been talking for weeks now~"

"And yet this is your first time asking for my name~"

"How sweet."

The voice spoke, it had a honey suckle theme to the way they talked.

It almost made it to where Izuku wanted to hear them all the time.

It lulled him to calmness.

"Y-Your the voice in my head."

"Such a smart boy~"

They purred, it was like hearing multiple voices in said tone, except it was all in sync so you didn't have a brain aneurysm listening to them all at once.

"How a-are you-"

"Shush Shush Shush."

"All will be revealed shortly, for now I think you need a nap."

"I need a nap?"

Izuku questioned, no longer fearing said person.

Though in reality, he should of been fearing them a lot more then he could ever imagine.

"Yes, you seem very tired~"

"I am somewhat tired I guess..."

The freckle teen trailed off, his eye lids feeling slightly heavy.

"Then close your eyes. "

"Close my eyes.... "

Midoriya muttered under his breath, doing so.

"Yes, close your eyes and go to sleep~"

"Mmk."