Vigilante Deku (completed)

"What's it to you?" Denki asks, guarded.

"Do you even know the kid? Isn't he in, like, the support course?" Monoma asks.

"Yeah, but he's visited our class a few times and I've been hanging out with him alot. He's hella cool and nice. Unlike you." Denki retorts.

"Hey you two, no instigating anything!" Recovery Girl says, moving her cane up and down threateningly.

"Yes ma'am." Denki and Monoma reply at the same time. Monoma scoffs at Denki and the shorter blonde turns away, opting to stare at the wall instead.

The stadium shook and the temperature dropped so suddenly that Denki let out a few bursts of electricity. Recovery Girl grabbed a few blankets from the corner and wrapped them around both blondes. Denki heard the muffled sound of Mic-sensei calling the end of a match that just started.

"That was over quickly! The winner of the match is Todoroki Shouto! We're going to take a 20 minute break while we get the arena ready for the next and final match of the semi-finals!"

A few minutes later, Shinsou was being carried into the room by robots, shivering and blue in the face. Denki watches on, concerned, as Shinsou is set down on a spare bed. Not even a minute after Shinsou is laid down and being fussed over by Recovery Gril and her medi-bots, Izuku and Hatsume (Mei?) burst into the room.

"Toshi!" Two voices sound out, equally worried. Without regard to the other occupants in the room, Izuku and Hatsume run up to Shinsou and look him over, Izuku muttering the whole time.

"ーand I'm going to fight him but he's obviously injuring himself by not using his fire, so how can I make him use his fire while simultaneously not losing. I need to get to the top of the podium so I can get more recognition for mine and MeiMei's babies. Kami, this is a load of shit…" The mutterings taper off into something less pronounced and Denki switches his focus from the bi-colored teen to the pink haired teen.

Hatsume, currently, is wrapping some kind of fabric around Shinsou's arms, legs, and abdomen and then pressing a sequence of buttons.

"Hah so it seems not all 1-A students are as strong as they like to think they are." And oh. Oh no. Denki's glad he's not Monoma right now because both support course students turn equally heated glares at him, a growl ripping from Izuku's throat.

"You shut your goddamn pompous mouth. Just because you have a superiority and inferiority complex doesn't mean you get to beat down on other people. So shut the fuck up and sit down or get out." And fuck. That shouldn't have been as hot as it was. But it was and now, here's Denki, absolutely down bad for the bi-colored. Like he thought he had it worse earlier when he was just simping, but no. Now he was so fucking in love (and wow wasn't that something? These feelings went from like to love. It honestly scared him a bit) with the support teen that he swore his face made him look sick from how heated it was.

Monoma audibly swallowed, very obviously trying not to shrink away from the heated glare of the support student. And almost as quick as the tension in the room appeared, it disappeared when Izuku saw Denki still on the bed.

"Goldie! How are your legs? MeiMei! MeiMei come here! We need to look at his legs and adjust our formulas!" Izuku called over to the pink haired girl.

With one last look over their lavender haired friend, Hatsume walked over with an excited gait in her step. Denki willed away the blush as both support students went ahead with examining him. They even poked at his ribs a bit, presumably looking to see if they were injured at all from the cloth Izuku wrapped around his torso.

"I'd say don't use your variations of these babies until we fix them. Goldie's ribs are fine but he probably still can't walk. But use the other babies! Gotta make sure our names get out there, right?" Izuku said, turning to the pink haired girl.

"Yeah!" With a scream of agreement, Hatsume started pulling off the inventions that Izuku had told her not to use before readjusting the other ones.

"Alright! Go kick some ass! Show them what our babies can do!" Izuku cheers, waving at Hatsume as she leaves the room.

"So you've taken to calling them babies too now?" Shinsou's voice, raspy and dry as it is, sounds from his cot.

"I dunno. It just slipped out. But it's way easier to say and I agree with MeiMei, they are our babies. We made them and helped them ー in a sense ー grow. So yeah, they're our babies." Izuku says with an air of finality.

Denki listens mindlessly to the teens' conversations, words going in one ear and out the other as he thinks about his match. He still doesn't like how he was essentially used, but it made Izuku happy, so he guesses he doesn't mind as much as he thinks he should.

"Hey hey! Goldie! You should come to the labs next week so I can make some babies with you!" Izuku's face is right in Denki's and when the words finally process, his brain stutters and decides, now is a good time to pass out. Whether it be from exhaustion or the fact that Izuku unknowingly said something that his brain would take as an innuendo, he doesn't know. And he doesn't think he wants to know.

"Great, you broke him." Toshi drawls from his cot.

"But what did I do?" Izuku asks, because he's genuinely confused. No one's ever passed out when MeiMei's said they'd make babies, so why did Goldie?

"You were being you." Toshi oh so helpfully informs.

"What's that mean?" Izuku asks.

"It means you being yourself made him pass out. Man, I thought support students were supposed to be smart." Blonde Bitch says.

"I didn't fucking ask you did I? No? Ok so shut the fuck up. If you're feeling better to talk back and insult me and my friends then you can get off your sorry ass and go back to your class before I make you." Izuku whirls around, malice and heat lacing his tone and swimming in his gaze.

Izuku glares at the 1-B student and holds eye-contact with the boy. The blonde is really starting to get on Izuku's nerves and all he wants to do is send Kizu after him. Oh the joy that would give him as he watches the blonde bitch struggle against a dire wolf. But no, he can't because Shouta would ground him even more and he'd probably be sent to jail.

"Boys! If you're going to fight, take it outside. I don't need you getting into fist fights in my medical wing!" Recovery Girl says.

"Yeah bitch , go be a good boy and go back to your classmates." Izuku sneers.

Anger and hate aren't new emotions for Izuku, but the extreme to which he's feeling those emotions right now, is. Maybe he should talk to someone about this.

Right?

Nah. He's fine. It's probably just the whole situation with Inko that has his emotions up in the sky. He'll just take out his feelings on villains when his adults let him go out again.

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