In Memory of, Grave Robbing || TomuDeku by chickennunget

Chapter 1

REMINDER: ALL credits go to chickennunget , and this is the only chapter that was typed (all mistakes and notes included)

Notes!

Hey! I'm really stupid so I'm writing another Qurk!Izuku AU because I have no self control! He has haomokinesis, which is the control of his and other's  blood!

He also has a regeneration ability, as he has to cut himself in order to activate his quirk, and his regeneration ability heals him very quickly, but almost always leaves a scar. He has a small ring finger which he uses to slice his finger, releasing his blood to start his ability. He bleeds a lot, but his blood regenerates in seconds, so unless he really overworks himself, he doesn't get anemic. He's OP cause i love him, and he's worked with his quirk for years. And yes, he can puppeteer others, but it puts a lil strain on his body, and makes him a lil uncomfy, so he doesn't do it much.

Tomura is 17 and Izuku is 15 in this! In this house we do no support pedophillia!

Also! Sorry this is so short, the next chap, which should be out next week or so,  will be longer.

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When Izuku was six, his quirk showed for the first time. It was a muggy summer day, with sweat dripping down lower backs, and cicadas buzzing. The trees whispered in the heat, the glaring gaze of the sun illuminating emerald eyes and freckled cheeks.

Katsuki had the freckled boy cornered, tears pooling in viridian eyes, fearful and wide, one scarred hand extended,  the other cradling a small cat to his chest. Small feet stirred up dust, explosions popping from Katsuki's sweaty palms, set off easily in heat.

"S-stay back, Kacchan!" The small boy squeaked out, fluffy hair trembling with the shudders of fear that wracked his body, staying on his feet by adrenaline alone. His eyes, childish and large, rimmed with dark lashes, clumped together with tears, were accompanied with sickly bruising on his delicate cheeks, creamy and freckled.

"Just hand over the damn cat, Deku! We don't want you getting sick, after all..." The words were accompanied by a heart wrenching grin, a sadistic expression that should never be seen on a child that young.

Izuku cradled the stray to his chest protectively, backing up further, desperately trying to protect the cat. He trembled. Katsuki growled, advancing further towards the fearful boy. And, with a sluggish motion, one chubby are extended, slapping Izuku across the cheek.

It was a hot day, sweat pooling off of everyone, slippery and constant. And in that heat, the constant smell of burnt caramel exuding from Katsuki, his quirk subconsciously activated. An explosion shattered the air, as Katsuki's eyes widened, and Izuku screamed.

The cat pushed off of Izuku's chest, running for its life from the loud sound, as his body fell backwards, landing in a crumpled pile on the ground.

His back arched, a guttural screech escaping him, the gaping chunk missing from his cheek oozing blood, blackened and steaming. The skin surrounding his previously bruised cheek was crusted and blackened, flaking from him in a horrid action. The two boys flanking the explosive boy, looking on in horror, ran, leaving their leader behind to take in the gruesome sight.

Katsuki trembled as he looked on with widened crimson eyes, are tears pooling in his eyes, chubby cheeks scrunched up inn horror. Izuku's eyes were rolling back in his sockets, close to unconscious from the pain, so unnatural for one so young. The droplets of blood falling from the mostly cauterized wound began to float in the air, slowly joining together as Katsuki stared, eyes going even wider.

Blood swirled lightly in the air around Izuku, congealing and forming a bubble, surrounding the prone boy, lying on the ground, tiny body wracked with pain. The filaments of dark liquid surrounded him, closing more and more, until only a hardened sphere of blood remained, encasing the boy slowly healing inside of it.