Cold Hearted (up for adoption)

Chapter Nine

Izuku P.O.V.

After the match between with Glasses and Bakugo, I went back to the monitor room. When I opened the door, everyone turned around quickly to look at me. I got stares of fear, hate, anger, and even jealousy. But when I walked closer to them, they all gasped. "What's that on your sleeves?!" I looked down. "Blood, why?" They all looked disgusted that I just shoved it off like it was nothing. "How can you be so disgusted by it? Do you think people are just not gonna bleed when you fight them?!" Yaoyorozu gave me a look of pure anger. "But this is a test! How could you hurt someone so badly?!"

I started laughing at her. She only got even more angry. "HOW CAN YOU LAUGH WHEN YOU HAVE SOMEONE ELSES BLOOD ON YOU." She was screaming at me, but I couldn't help but laugh at her more. "What a monster you are." Then she scoffed and turned around. "It's just funny." She shot her head around. "Who said it was someone else's blood?" Her anger turned to shock and horror. "I'm not good at using those scythes yet, so I accidently cut myself."

Guilt spread across her face. "I-I'm sorry I didn't realize." I waved my hand. "I don't need you apologizes." Then I walked over to recovery girl who healed me. I had minor injuries so I didn't need any more treatment. Soon Bakugo and Glasses walked in, but no one congratulated them. Because they all knew it wasn't a real victory. "They are more clever than I thought."

"That was the last test, so go get changed and go back to class." We all did so. And all the way back all you could hear was hushed whispers in the hallway. "Looks like I've finally scared them enough to where they don't want me hearing them talking about me." I smirked at myself. I couldn't help but to be happy about it.

We all got back to the classroom. I was the last one to enter the room. Bakugo was in the front row and I walked past him to take my seat. "Why?" I shot my head around to look at the now defeated looking Bakugo. "Why what?" He looked up at me and for the first time he looked defeated. His pride has been broken. "Why do you hate me so much?" I was taken aback. "You knew it would hurt me more if I were to win because you choose to let me win. Then to just let me lose. You know how much I've worked to get as strong as I am. So why do you hate me so much?"

The entire class was dead silent, on the edge of their seats. I was filled with so much rage at the question. "Why?" My voice grew hostile and full of hate. "Why?!" He looked up in shock that I was getting so angry at the question. I was getting light headed from all the hatred that is building up in me.

But I took a deep breath to calm myself. "The fact that you don't know why, just makes it even worse Kachaan." He looked up at me with tears in his eyes. "I-I'm sorry, I know I was shitty to you when we were young-" I used my quirk to shut his mouth. "I don't want your filthy apologizes. Just shut up for once in your damned life." Then I released him and walked away. His head lowered, he looked broken.

The entire class was silent for the rest of the time, until Aizawa got back. But much to our surprise Aizawa came in with Nezu in his scarf. "Midoriya we need to talk to you in private. Please follow us." I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Fine." I got up and walked out. I got some confused looks, but mostly everyone kept their eyes down as I walked by.

I followed them to the teacher's lounge, which was only a few doors to the left.

Aizawa opened the door, and they went to go sit down. Nezu hopped out of his scarf and waved at the couch in front of him "Please take a seat." I nodded my head and sat down with my legs crossed. "I have a feeling that I'm in for a fight." Nezu chuckled. "Don't be so tense. You're not going to jail or anything young Midoriya." I narrowed my eyes at him. "I'm not about to let my guard down with a sly rodent like you."