Chapter 60

Dekus mother immediately broke out into tears and pulled Deku into a tight hug. My parents just stared at me in disbelief. I stood up and went over to Deku, who just shoved his mother away from him. Then he turned to me with an amused and conceited grin.

"I can't believe you told 15 people you were into BDSM without batting an eye." He chuckled lightly. I hissed. "I would've broken you out of prison aswell, but this was the easier way. Who cares what they think of me?!" Now, Deku actually burst out in laughter. "Last time I checked, you did!"

I just flicked my tongue and looked away. "Tch. Just be grateful I got you out of this." Deku gave me a genuinely friendly smile and patted my cheek, then he turned around and left. His still sobbing mother followed right behind him. My parents soon showed up aswell and we went home.

None of us talked, neither on the way home nor at dinner. The only thing we exchanged were a few glances. Once we were done eating, my mother stared right into my eyes. "Don't think I don't know you were lying." I leaned back with crossed arms, staring down at her. "And what makes you think so?"

Mom sighed. "Katsuki, if you love Izuku enough to bail him out of jail, you would've just admitted everything in the first place if it was true, no matter how embarrassing it is. The fact that you only said it then shows me that you were making up stories for Izukus sake."

She was smart. But without me admitting anything, she might've aswell been telling her suspicion to a marble wall. I stood up and left the room without another word, not giving a fuck about my mother screaming for me to come back. I was done with this.

-/-

Mitsuki didn't feel like going anywhere at all, but it was no use. The milk needed to be bought. The trial the day before still bothered her, her sons' stubbornness bothered her, but mostly she was scared that Izuku might come back for Katsuki.

Or maybe not for Katsuki, but for her.

"Hey, if that's not Old Hag-san!" Mitsuki stopped her bike to see Izuku sitting on the wall of the little park downtown. "Izuku. What do you want? Haven't you done enough damage already?" "Daaaamage?" Izuku stretched the word like chewing gum, making it sound ridiculous. "I didn't do anything, officially. Maybe it's just karma."

"Excuse you?!" Mitsuki knew she should've ignored Izuku, but she couldn't. She had too much pent up anger to endure more of the unnerving story between him and her son. Izuku grinned at her spitefully. "I can't believe how you're such a good mother and such an oblivious, idiotic adult at the same time. Reminds me of my mother, but she's even worse."

Mitsuki crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I don't like how you're talking to me, young man. Maybe I should talk to your mother some time." "Go on, if you want her to have a mental breakdown. Not to talk about the fact that she doesn't have anything on me. What is she gonna do about my behavior? What are you gonna do about my behavior?"

The temperamental blonde had the strange feeling that Izuku enjoyed this conversation. A lot. She sighed and dropped her shoulders. "You changed a lot. You used to be so nice… Now you're suddenly a runaway, a delinquent, someone who managed to wrap my Katsuki around their finger tight… And I have quite a problem with that."

Izukus eyes glimmered through his dark hair contemptuously. "Good that your problems aren't my problems." He chuckled. It aggravated Mitsuki even more. "Just what did you do to Katsuki?! What's the matter with you?!" "What I did? Well, I heard that you fight fire with fire. It was my turn to start a fire. I used to believe the flames would just burn brighter, but I guess I was wrong. Kacchan burned quite prettily. And the embers are enjoyable."

The irritation Mitsuki was emitting had reached its climax. "Why can't you just leave my family alone?!" Izuku laughed quietly. "Because you are so satisfying. How you're provoked so easily. How Kacchan is infatuated so easily. How all of you get into disputes over everything so easily, although you should stand as one. I think you get it now."

Mitsuki did, and it was nothing she liked. Izuku started tapping his fingers against the wall he was sitting on. "I used to like you a lot. Katsuki does too. But I've corrupted your relationship quite a bit, huh? Such a shame you had to become such a problem. This didn't have to be."

He ended with sinister grin. Mitsuki furrowed her eyebrows. "Stop talking to me as if we were on the same level." "I'm not. I'm talking to you like you're below me." Izukus voice and expression had suddenly become cold and calloused in just a split second. Mitsuki wouldn't admit it, but it was throwing her off.

"Am I supposed to be scared or something?!" Izuku chinhanded at her hostile question. "I don't know. If you really believe I did what you think I did… Shouldn't you be?" At this point, Mitsuki had enough. Her nerves were done for and she was tired of raging. "Leave Katsuki alone, Izuku." "Let me think… No. Just you wait and see how tight I truly got Kacchan wrapped around my finger." Mitsuki was about to question him, but Izuku suddenly started reciting a nursery rhyme.

"Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall

All the Kings' horses and all the Kings' men

Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty in his place again."

Then Izuku dropped off the wall backwards and vanished tracelessly.

-/-

There are still a few more people I need to scare off…

I'm looking forward to it.