Brutality of a God

IV. Too Sweet

All Might's bento boxes made his stomach hurt. It wasn't that they were bad, but Izuku had been feeling sicker by the day. He couldn't tell anyone about this. One wrong move and the assassins would know.

    Then they would kill everyone. Izuku didn't want this. No more people could die because of him. The image of Sir Nighteye in his hospital bed made Izuku want to bend over and throw up the food Mako had made.

    Mako.

    Good God.

    Izuku had been attached to him for the last week. He couldn't spend more than a few hours away before he wanted to tear his teeth out of his mouth. It was gross. It was embarrassing. It actually made him want to die a little bit. Why did he like this boy so much?

    Mako had helped him track another assassin down. Using Echolocation, Mako was able to get three kids from under the rubble. The kids were now his biggest fans. Izuku admired that about Mako. He had always struggled with talking to victims. They made him anxious and he wasn't always sure about what to say. He had literally gotten points taken off during his License exam for not being able to relate to victims.

    He should really ask Mako how he does it. He made it seem so easy.

    "Do you think that assassin knows the layout of the city?" Mako asked, fixing his bat-shaped mask. He was hard at work nowadays. Mako didn't laugh as much, which made Izuku feel like actual shit. He wasn't sure if it was the circumstances or if it was Izuku himself. "This guy knows the layout of the streets. He knows which buildings aren't stable. He lived here." He glanced at Izuku with these dark pure black eyes for a second before they softened a bit. "What's the plan, Deku?"

    Izuku's hero name on Mako's tongue made him feel warm inside. Izuku looked around the area, taking in the civilians around them. "We get the innocents out. Then I get any information about All for One or Shigaraki outta him." Mako nodded.

    He went to jump from the roof onto the next one. Izuku grabbed his arm, looking up at him. Mako titled his head. "What's wrong?"

    Izuku swallowed. "Stay safe." He felt his hands
shake in his gloves. "I'll see you after."

    Mako smiled, his sharp teeth shining in the moonlight. "Of course you will. I've got to get an Izuku kiss before I go to bed, baby." He interlocked their fingers. Izuku sucked in a breath. "You better be safe out there, or I'll be the next assassin you fight."

    "I'll be safe."

    So.

    About that.

    Listen, it wasn't exactly his fault. This assassin had a teleportation quirk. Izuku could predict his moves, but he was working himself to death. He needed to get Mako out of the area. Which was a lot harder to do than get the assassin to give up. Mako had been watching them from afar. He was making sure there were no casualties. Izuku was hellbent on making sure that Mako wasn't one of them.