Traitor (KiriDeku)

Chapter 21

Kirishima's POV~

"I'm sorry, come again?" I asked, completely baffled by what the principal had just asked me to do.

"You can't seriously ask him to do that! If the League finds out, they'll kill him!" Izuku said, moving to stand right next to my chair. I was handcuffed to the chair, yes, but I was able to lift my right hand up enough to grab onto Izuku's shirt. If it was to comfort him or me, I didn't know at that point.

"It's that, and he get's his freedom as well as you, or he goes to jail and you suffer consequences." Nezu said with a shrug.

Izuku looked back at me, his green eyes pleading for me to not agree. I winced at the look.

"I'll do it."

Nezu clapped his hands in delight as Izuku gasped. "Kiri no, please." He said, kneeling down next to me. He grabbed onto my hand, placing a kiss on it.

I smiled at him, a sad and soft sort of smile. A goodbye sort of smile. "Zuku, I'll be fine. I'm a good actor, remember?" I said teasingly, trying to lighten the gloomy mood.

It did little to help.

"No, you can't. Even if you could fool us, it's only because of them that you could. How do you know they won't see right through you?" Izuku asked me, his wide, terrified eyes staring into my soul.

"Have a little more faith in me." I said with a lying smirk. "Besides, I'll have Bakugou. He can help back up my story." I assured.

"So that means Kacchan going back to?" He asked me. He almost sounded sad, which confused me and frankly pissed me off.

Bakugou punched him in the face.

"Hey guys, can we like, have a minute?" I asked, looking at the adults. I didn't think they'd actually listen to me, but to my surprised Nezu lead everyone out, actually unlocking me as he went, and it was just Izuku and I left.

I rubbed my slightly sore wrists. Nezu stopped at the doorway and turned back to me. "Remember, if you leave and don't report back, there'll be repercussions for Midoriya." I was really sick of the whole blackmailing the love of my life.

I looked at Izuku, all humor and smiles gone. "Why the hell did he hit you? He was supposed to be protecting you, not harming you." I growled, gripping his hand tighter than necessary.

He gave me a knowing look. "Calm down, he said that he did it for my own good. Before he knocked me out, he explained some things to me. My guess is that he knocked me out so the pros wouldn't be suspicious of me. Could have at least warned me though." He said, rubbing his nose.

I sighed at the new information. Sounded like Bakubro. "That means he's gone. And I now need him back here, before he does exactly what he supposed to do before plans changed." I said, feeling a headache start to grow.

"Break you out?" Izuku asked me. I nodded in response. He put a hand on his chin and started to think. "What if that's a good thing?" He asked, startling me.

"How could that be a good thing?" I asked him.

"If he breaks you out, then you can both go back to the League and it'll be easier for you to maintain the story. If they think you were arrest, which you kind of were, and Kacchan broke you out, then you'll be able to go back no questions ask. Plus, it's not like they'll send you back here after getting arrested." Izuku pointed out, causing me to nod along with his spot on logic. Sometimes I would forget that I was dating an excellent strategist.

I smiled at him, placing a kiss on his head. He beamed up at me. "Great idea Zuku." I said fondly. Every now and then, it would just really hit me that this amazing human being actually fell in love with me, of all people.

He blushed at my praise, like always. "I wouldn't say great, just the best possible outcome with our current set up." He said.

"What a nerd." I said teasingly, ruffling his hair.

He whined and swatted my hand away. "That's Kacchan's thing." He pointed out, making me roll my eyes.

I crossed my arms in a childish fashion. "I'm a little jealous that he has a better nickname than me." I said, only meaning it a little bit. I loved any nickname Izuku gave me and didn't really see Bakugou as a threat, so I wasn't overly jealous. Just a smidge.

Something flashed in Izuku's eyes, but it was gone in seconds. "Awe, don't be jealous of Kacchan! Just because he has an cool quirk, and he's really hot, and he's intelligent, and-" I cut Izuku off before he could keep praising his childhood friend.

I grabbed his hips and abruptly pulled him to me, causing him to place his hands on my chest for balance as he laughed. "Excuse me?" I asked him, knowing that he was just saying all that stuff to tease me, but certainly not appreciating it.

"I'm just kidding Eijirou! Calm down." He said, tapping my nose with his index finger.

I stared at him in surprise. Not only did he just randomly bop my nose, but he just used my first name and not Kiri. "Eijirou?" I echoed, still a little stunned. The way he said it, it made it sound like everyone else my entire life had been saying it wrong. He just made it... right.

He blushed at being called out. "Well you call me Izuku and Zuku, so I figured you wouldn't mind if I called you Eijirou, but if you don't I totally-"

I cut him off by placing a soft and slow kiss on his lips.

"Of course you can call me Eijirou." I said with a small smile as I rested my forehead against his.

"As touching as this is, I'm kind of here to break you out and we don't have a whole lot of time."

Izuku jumped away from me in surprise at Bakugou's sudden voice. I looked over at him with a face of irritation. He rolled his eyes at me. "Sorry to ruin the moment, but we kind of have to get out of here before the pros come back."

Izuku laughed nervously from beside me. "Heh, about that Kacchan...."