We Didn't Ask For This(Deku x Fem Iida)

Chapter 2

Arriving at the dorms, Izuku and I walked up to the door. I allowed the anger to wash over me, expressing it in my face and eyes. I felt like those princesses in the books, how they were sold to become brides for money or an alliance. Izuku went to his friends, explaining that we had a confidential meeting.

I can't be angry with him. He saved my life, yet he doesn't remember. It's almost like it was yesterday. Stain. What truly happened.

Le flashback El jutsu

As Tenji laid flat on the floor, her body limp and immobile, a single tear ran down her already muddied and bloodied face. The Hero Killer himself stood just feet away from her, enjoying the sight before him. A wounded, fake hero, on the verge of death, what a beautiful image for the murderous villain.

The armour attached to her body was worst for wear. It was sliced, diced and periodically when it made contact with her flesh, gave her a slight shock. Half her helmet was bashed in, exposing her bleeding temple and bruised lower jaw.

She just laid there in a mix of her own blood and sweat mixed with the rainwater that ran off horridly unkempt buildings and garbage. It was like marinating in a sauce, waiting for the chef to be down with it and just cook you already. The pain was unbearable. Her arms twitched slightly. She was regaining mobility! She clenched her fist, only to be stabbed in the hand with Stain's jagged Katana.

Tenji clenched her teeth, stifling her long-awaited screams. Stain pulled the sword out and licked it clean, paralyzing her once more. "This is not good. I may as well be down with this." Stain grumbled with a sigh.

He walked closer and pressed the tip of his blade to her chin and raised it. "A false hero, waiting for death. Maybe I should cripple you like I did that other guy, hm?" He hummed with a threatening tone. Another tear fell from her face. In her family, paralysis was equal to death, maybe worse.

Accepting her fate, she closed her eyes.

Iida POV

I cast my gaze to the full moon above. I couldn't help but think of how I've dishonoured my family, disappointed my father and brought reproach upon the name my mother bestowed upon me. I can't hold the tears anymore, though I am not to cry. It would only bring more shame to my family.

I may as well kill myself after this. The loss of my legs would be devastating, to say the least. But again, more shame to my family if that were to happen. I am at a crossroads. I can hear the warning bell. Do I cross, stay put, or walk into the train tracks.

If I walk onto the tracks, I'd die as a hero who tried. I prefer that. I swallowed saliva from my throat and spoke, "Just... Kill me. Please." I begged with a pitiful voice. Embarrassment and shame washed over me as I whimpered for death. "Oho. I'd be happy to oblige." She snarked.

His blade rested to my chest, ready to pierce my lung, heart or any other vital location. I closed my eyes. My classmates and family flashed before me but suddenly, the distinctive crackle and pop of lightning filled my ears.

Stain jumped out of view and in my peripheral were red and black boots, mud-soaked and grimy. I could barely hold my eyes open but I caught a glimpse of him. "Midoriya... Don't... Let... Get... Your blood." I choked, vision fading. With seconds of consciousness left, I could only hear him say something comforting.

"Don't worry. I'll protect."

...

I awoke in a hospital. My legs and arms felt stiff and numb. I wiggled my toes. Good, my feet are okay. I sat up slowly to see a blurry Midoriya casually eating what seemed to be apple slices in his respective bed. "Iida-san! Your awake, I'm so glad!" He greeted. I rubbed my forehead and searched for my glasses.

I found them resting on a table beside me and put them on before asking, "How long have I?" I couldn't bring myself to say anymore. "About a day or two. Stain really did a number on us." He answered. I closed my eyes to try and process what had happened, but I couldn't hold them down.

After the nurses checked my condition, a detective with a dog's head appeared with a woof. He introduced himself, I couldn't be bothered to listen until he asked, "Please tell me what happened prior to Endeavour's appearance?" I looked down in shame, ready to spill but Midoriya took the first.

"Iida-san and I were searching for wounded civilians. Stain got the jump on us, I think. My head's a bit fuzzy." He lied, rubbing his head. He... Can't remember? "Is that correct?" Asked the detective. I opened my mouth to speak.

If I tell them the truth, my reputation goes down the drain. I don't want to take advantage of Midoriya's lack of memory but...

"Yes. I heard distant screams and left. Midoriya-san followed me." I lied. I feel so guilty, disgusting.

The dog man left.

Back to the present day

I invited Midoriya to my room to further discuss what we were told in the office. He took a seat on my desk chair while I sat on the bed. "So... Firstly, I am totally against this. I believe it is unethical and selfish." I spoke.

He nodded. "So, the first rule. No touching. Keep your hands to yourself. No unsolicited physical contact and definitely no unprotected hand-holding by any means." I noted. "R-right, of course. "H-hand holding is a p-path to... very l-l-l-lewd-d things." He nervously stuttered.

I then added, "Secondly, I am not your wife, nor girlfriend, so do not expect me to act like one." He nodded again. What a subservient boy. "Lastly, I make the calls. Okay?"

"O-ok. I don't mind."

"Good boy. Now, remember we have that assignment. Coincidentally we're partners so let's get started." I piped, returning to my normal speaking tone. Everything was awkward now.

He had the chair and I didn't want him to move just to accommodate me in my own room. "Oh! Just come to the bed with me and get your book out." I suggested. He quietly took his book out, removed his shoes and climbed into my bed, legs crossed and ready for work.

We began our essay. It was about quirks, why and how they endanger humans as a species. We talked about bullying and violence against those with weaker or no quirks at all. I could see a hint of... enlightened understanding. Did he go through this?

It was now 5 in the evening as we'd just finished our drafts. "Hey, how about we freshen up and finish the first page today, hm?" I inquired. "Okay. I could bring food if you want."

"Please do."

What? I'm a girl, eating is like our whole personality.

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Posted 10/16/2021