Meeting Him
~~ 3 months later and Izuku got his quirk ~~
Denki’s day couldn’t really get any fucking worse? All I ever wanted to be was a hero, someone that saves people, someone to be relied on. I don’t think anybody really gets that. I am smart just because my quirk fries my brain sometimes, doesn’t mean it does it all the time. I can be a hero.
I am not useless.
Denki packs up the rest of his school supplies as quickly as possible tomorrow starts the weekend so he doesn’t need another run in from the guys from the next class over. He doesn’t want to be another joke, he doesn’t want to have anymore help with “training”. It’s not funny, or helpful, it just hurts.
Walking out of his school as fast as possible taking the alleyway as a shortcut to get out of sight faster. It doesn’t really help, Denki hears those mean guys from the class over yell at him to wait up. He really really doesn’t want to but he does. It will hurt less if he’s good, does what he’s told to do. The beating are easier if they’re consistent, if he waits too long it’s like they’re pent up. It’s not like he has to explain things to his parents they’ve never been around long enough to notice anything.
“Kaminari, my man! We missed you at lunch today!” Sho the tallest of the boys said to Denki. Throwing his arm harshly over his shoulders making him slouch hissing in pain, he already has enough bruises on his back from being thrown around by them the past few days. It’s been rough enough sleeping on the almost black blue of his back and arms.
“Oh uh I had to finish my homework before the next class.” Denki lied, he’d finished that the moment he got home, he just wanted a second to himself. Just a little bit of peace and quiet.
“Yeah? That so? Well why don’t we have a little chat about that?” Sho whispered in his ear. Shoving Denki to the pavement with a hard push. Busting open his chin on the way down. They don’t usually go for the face but that seemed pretty intentional this time. “God, you can’t even catch yourself? What the fuck kinda hero are you gonna be? You don’t even have reflexes.” Eno the shorter of the 2 boys speaks up.
Denki’s eyes start watering, he’s so frustrated with himself, why doesn’t he just fight back? Why can’t he just bring himself to? Why isn’t a hero helping him? Why?
‘Like I had a fucking chance’ Denki thinks to himself. Picking himself off the ground slowly to assess the wounds, his hands and lathered in cuts, not bleeding too bad but definitely sting from all the gravel. Sho takes his shoulder with his hand grabbing harshly throwing him on his back to the ground as Denki moans out a pained grown only to be kicked in the stomach this time. “Fuck.” He says under his breath. Can’t they just leave me alone for one god damn day?
“What was that? Did it hurt little hero wannabe? You know you’re gonna get more than THIS if you ever want to even dream about going pro.” Sho and Eno laugh as Denki’s eyes start watering more his face getting redder by the second. Did he deserve this? He had never hurt anyone, he just wanted to be a hero. He even had a flashy quirk! Can’t they just accept that? Why can’t everyone just stop?
“WHY WONT YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?” He finally yells at them. They seem shocked for a second, but that probably wasn’t the best idea. They looked furious. Fucking hell that was definitely not a good idea, especially with him still being on the ground like that. They both started kicking him hard. Covering his head he goes into a fetal position, to try and minimize the damage. Over, and over again it felt like they weren’t going to stop till he passed out, or died. It was torture. He could feel the bruises instantly, just felt like it was never ending. He can start to see the black spot form in his eyes.
“HEY!” Someone yelled. Is a hero here? Is it finally gonna stop? Please?
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?” The hero yells again. He can hear someone jump like they were high up landing on the ground. Denki still has his eyes closed as he hears Sho and Eno’s footsteps like they’re running away.
“Hey.” The hero says soft this time. “Are you okay? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?” He continues as Denki finally opens his eyes he seen a green haired boy his age, freckles dusted across his face his hand reaching out to him.
“Uh I, don’t know.” Denki finally gets out after a long pause. Taking the nice green haired strangers hand, only then he sees he’s getting blood and the leftover concrete pieces on him. “I’m sorry, that’s pretty gross.” He tries to pull away but the green haired boy smiles and keeps his hand, light enough where it doesn’t hurt too bad.
“It’s okay, I promise. I’m Izuku Midoriya, by the way. If you don’t want to go to the hospital, I can take you to my place and get you cleaned up. It’s not too far from here, just 20 minutes by train.” Izuku smiles again at Denki, honestly why wouldn’t he follow his hero? Wherever he takes him. No one has ever stood up for him before why wouldn’t he go?
“Yeah, yeah I’d like that. Thank you for saving me, Midoriya. I’ve never had help before, oh my names Denki Kaminari, but you can just call me Denki, you saved me and all.” Denki says with a redness coming to his cheeks.
“It’s no problem, really Denki, come on let’s get you cleaned up and disinfected. I’d feel really bad if you got an infection, and call me Izuku too. It’d definitely make me feel better.” Smiling at Denki again, pulling him up gently, hoping he doesn’t aggravate the wounds on his back and sides. Denki nods quickly and gets up with a little trouble but Izuku helped a lot. He’s helped him so much, so much more than anyone. They’re still holding hands, holy shit, he’s never held hands with anyone, it’s, nice.
They get to Izuku’s pretty quickly, he thinks? He might have a concussion, but Izuku takes care of him really well, disinfecting all of his cuts, and wrapping bandages around his wounds, he’s such a good person. I’m so glad I met Izuku.
“That should do it!” Izuku tells him excitedly. “I got you all wrapped up nicely, are you still feeling okay? I’d like to get your number before you go, to check on you of course!” Izuku kinda rushed the last part blushed, looking away while rubbing the back of his head.
“Of course!” He says a little too fast, getting his phone out of his bag, and handing his phone to Izuku, he put his number in before making for sure again he was okay.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You have someone to look out for you, right? You may have a concussion.” Izuku explains to him. Looking pretty worried, god Denki could get used to this.
“Ah my parents are out of town right now, but I’ll be good, promise!” He tells Izuku smilingly brightly up at him.
“You could stay here if you need to, it’s the weekend now, I know we don’t know each other much, I’m just worried about you.” Izuku says seriously.
“Really? You’d do that for me?” Denki’s really surprised by this, he’s so kind.
“Yeah, of course, let me get things set up in my room for you, it’ll just be us because my moms out at work and won’t be back for a few days, just make yourself comfortable.” Izuku tell him
They end up watching a few movies, then izuku makes some ramen before heading to bed for the night. Both of them thought it was perfect, never truly having friends, this was something they couldn’t imagine would happen. They started talking about school and both want to go to U.A. It was a happy surprise.