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"Is it possible to be a hero even though I don't have a quirk?," Izuku closed his eyes tightly, he almost already knew the answers, and yet the tiny voice in the back of his head was hoping for the answer he truly wanted to hear, "I'm a normal kid, could I ever hope to be someone like you!?" A long pause. Izuku already knew, finally All Might said something, "Without a quirk?" A steaming sound came out of nowhere, Izuku ignored the sound and continued, "People think I don't have a chance, like not having powers makes me some kind of weakling.. My classmates like to make fun of me, but you know what? That makes me want to prove them wrong." The steaming sound continued, louder, this time. It was even somehow louder than Izuku's talking. The only sounds that you could hear was, "Hero" or "Cool". The steam cleared and Izuku looked up, stopping mid sentence. A smaller man stood there, blonde, flimsy-looking, old, and frail. Nothing like All Might. Wait, where was All Might!? Izuku sputtered our something incoherent and All Might soon explained some things to him. How his quirk was One for All and it was a stockpiling quirk, you could pass it on by giving someone your DNA. How All Might got injured in a fight with a villain and the results were bad. How using One for All is like holding in your breath, etc. All Might showed Izuku his wound and it looked pretty bad, he was slowly dying, so that wasn't any better. The Symbol of Peace of dying. That's not something you find out everyday. But, let's just skip to the part his dreams were undeniably crushed and stepped on. "You have to be realistic, kid". Those six words crushed Izuku, he gave up immediately after those words even came out of All Might's mouth. Izuku knew that dream was impossible, so why did his favorite hero tell him the reality hurt more? Hurt so much more than anyone else tell him the same thing? The day Midoriya Izuku's dream was crushed was the day started to work harder. He would accomplish his dream that he's had since a child—no, he will accomplish his dream. He didn't give a fuck about being a hero. He just wanted to prove to everyone that a useless, quirkless Deku can get into Yuuei with a fucking gun. Okay, maybe he does give a fuck about being a hero, but that's not the point. I suppose that is his dream as of right now, it hasn't happened yet, of course. He's still in hell, or better known as middle school. After meeting All Might and having his dreams crushed, he decided 'Fuck that shit, fuck the god damn system, I'm not going to be a hero anymore'. He thought about perhaps being a villain, or maybe a police officer like All Might suggested him. And then, like a switch being turned on, a question popped into his head. Who the fuck needs a quirk when you have a gun? A small idea, but a big goal and reward. Well, right? Like—"Hey, I have a strength enhancement quirk, I'll kill you!" and then you just grab out a AK-47 and shoot them! It seems impossible but, who the hell said you couldn't bring your own shit into the entrance exam? No one, no one ever has confirmed it, neither has anyone done it ever before. He thinks. But that's what he's going to fucking do. He's made up his mind. And once Midoriya Izuku has made up his fucking mind, he's sticking to it. But first, he has to get through middle school, of course, he still needs to do that. —— The second to last day Midoriya Izuku was not paying attention to anything. He just kept on thinking about if his shotguns were all loaded, if his knifes were sharp enough, if-— "Midoriya, please pay attention!", the teacher yelled, the annoyance obvious in his face. Izuku looked over, finally paying attention to his teacher. People around him started laughing, some snickering, some whispering. Damn annoying, they can all eat dirt once I get into Yuuei, he thinks to himself bitterly. Sure, he's more toxic and more salty now, but, at least he doesn't scream rude insults at everyone, like Bakugou does. Well, he simply screams insults in his head. Bakugou certainly is annoying and obnoxious, but Izuku actually still looks up to him, and still kind of likes him— or maybe that's just the crush that Izuku used to have on him. There's many things that he actually likes about Bakugou. He's strong, cool, handsome, admirable, hot, and his dick is probably really big- Wait, no, shit, no, let us hope no one in this class can secretly read minds or some shit. Well then. Uh— Izuku decided he's going to pay attention to class for a tiny bit. Izuku quickly looked at the blackboard in front of his seat and tapped his fingers on the desk while finally listening to his obnoxious teacher's voice. —— School was finally over and Izuku immediately collected his belongings and rushed out. At least— he wished that that had happened. He was grabbed by his shirt collar and the person waited till everyone left the classroom. Some of friends looked at him as if they were wishing him a good luck in the military or something. He was finally turned around and revealed who was holding him up. Of fucking course, with his horrible luck he could accomplish just about anything, sarcasm included, of course. It was Bakugou Katsuki. The real douchebag himself showed up, huh? "You're going to Yuuei, right, shitty nerd!?," Bakugou screamed at Izuku. Oh, great, this again. Gosh, will he ever let this go? "Yeah", Izuku says, in the most boring tone he could pull off. The tone had worked, it made Bakugou even more pissed off than he already was. "Why the fuck are you going to Yuuei even if you're just a quirkless loser? You're fucking useless!" Oh, thanks for reminding me, I forgot about that, Izuku thought sarcastically. "I dunno know..?" Bakugou felt like shoving a knife down this loser's throat right now, but he kept his composure, eyes probably twitching once or twice, or maybe at least ten times. "You better not be in the hero department or I'll genuinely kill you!" "Well, time to feel the sweet embrace of death then..." Bakugou felt his eye twitch once again. This fucking loser was really sassin' him right now. "Whatever, fucking loser, you're probably not going to make it in anyways, just don't get in my damn way.." Bakugou soon left the room— without muttering a tsk though— leaving a gaping Izuku. Woah, Bakugou usually never let him off like that. Huh. Maybe the Katsuki Bakugou was finally growing up to a better person, haha, just kidding. If you told Midoriya Izuku that, he would definitely laugh. No way in hell was that going to happen. Midoriya finally gathered his backpack, huffing out in confusion about the earlier experience, and left the classroom, thinking about if he should take a jog, even though he was already in really good shape. Even though you really didn't need muscles to stab or shoot someone or something, Midoriya decided that he still needed the stamina and strength. So, once he got home, he changed into a tank top and shorts, and set off, telling his mom that he was going on a quick jog. He went to the beach that was littered with trash, the one he always went to, and did a few laps. He suddenly stopped and ran behind something. He didn't expect other people to be there though. He also didn't expect All Might in his skeleton form to be there either. Good thing he was doing his laps on the opposite side of the beach. Izuku rolled his eyes, annoyed. Why would anyone be here at this time? Plus with All Might specifically? And in his skeleton form? Izuku squinted in disgust at All Might. Stupid fucking bitch, Izuku thought to himself. All Might was with another person, probably around his age, but about a head taller. He had purple hair that stood up,— probably used a lot of hair gel to get it up— bags under his eyes, and was wearing a simple cat T-shirt and shorts that went to his knees. Why would All Might be in his skeleton form if there was also someone else there? He was behind some crates, so he didn't expect to be found. He was a tiny bit wrong about that hypothesis. The sleep deprived guy turned around and locked eyes with him. "Shit", Izuku muttered under his breath, scrunching his face up. Crap. He was discovered, what does one do now? Apparently, for Midoriya, was to stand still while a sleep deprived teen approaches you. He was stuck in place, his mind was screaming at him to just run. This man could be a serial killer!, his mind screamed at him. He kind of did the complete opposite. He decided to just sputter things out... "Uwah! I'm sorry I didn't mean to stalk you, wait no! Not stalk, wait, isn't that kind of stalking? Well I just, 'y know, just stumbled across you guys, haha, you know what I'm talking 'bout?" That was the first time in a long time that Izuku has trouble speaking. The sleep deprived teen simply stared at him, with one eyebrow raised. Izuku said quietly, "S-sorry, I was jogging here and I guess I saw you guys and hid..?" "It's fine, kid-" "Hey! I'm not a kid! I'm probably the same age as you!" "Anyways, yeah, okay, I guess I believe you?" "That sounded like a question rather than an answer!" "Eh, okay.." Izuku wanted to run away from this awkward situation but, he also found himself slightly, just slightly, attracted to this person, doesn't mean he is though! You know that moment you want to run away from your crush, but you also don't because you have a crush on that person? Yeah, that's this. Just imagine that instead. "Um, okay, I'm Izuku Midoriya, hey, nice to meet you?" "Well, for some reason we are now introducing ourselves, okay fine, I'm Shinsou, Shinsou Hitoshi." "Well then, would ya look at the time!" Izuku looked at his wrist, even though there was literally nothing on it, "My mom would be worried sick about me! Time for me to get the hell away from a sleep deprived teen—" Wait. Oops. He didn't mean to say that last part, "Wait, uh—no. I meant a sick dingus ten? NO! That's not any better!" "What—?" "Haha," Izuku laughed— no humor in his voice— he sounded more desperate to get out of there than humorous, "nothing, didn't say anything!" He ran. As fast as he could, away from the now even more awkward situation. Izuku was pretty fast, he had good stamina, Shinsou probably could've caught up if he really tried, but he simply shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows. Yagi Toshinori simply watched from a distance, feeling slightly guilty and sick. Since that kid was the one whom dreams he crushed. —— Shinsou Hitoshi was definitely not expecting that to happen. He felt like he met his soulmate. Kind of. Mot exactly. He actually met a green-haired teen that called Shinsou a sleep deprived teen and a sick dingus ten. Not the best way to meet. Although he was a bit rude throughout the conversation, he also found the other teen to be very hot— kind of— and even a bit funny. He wished to see the other teen once again. And he did, the next day, how nice. Luck was on Shinsou's side for the first time in forever. The next day, Shinsou came to the trash filled beach to be expecting All Might waiting for him. Instead, it was Midoriya once again. He was wearing lovely booty shorts, showing off a certain something, and was also wearing black tank tops. Shinsou blushed, was it just him or was it getting a bit hot in here? He shouldn't be looking at someone else's ass right now, he should be training while waiting for All Might to finally come. Instead, he just looked at Izuku, admiring from a distance. He noticed his freckles, his forest green eyes, how his sweat rolled down his chin, his muscles, and how his tank top was drenched in sweat. He felt a tap on his shoulder. All Might probably saw how creepily he was staring at Izuku. "Do you like him?", All Might asked, with an almost guilty and dreadful look on his face. Why would All Might be guilty? Shinsou was probably just hallucinating the guilt on All Might's face, yeah, that sounds about right. "H-huh?" "Do you like him..?", he repeated, sounding out each word like Shinsou was a baby learning new words. "Well, I dunno..no, we don't even know each other", Shinsou said, although he knew that his comeback was unrealistic, it was pretty obvious. "Huh, okay, time to get training, young man!" All Might brushed the conversation off like it was a bit of dust on his shoulder. "Ah, yeah, almost forgot about that," Shinsou replied, turning away from Izuku. Training wasn't too terrible, except for the fact that Shinsou was very much distracted by Midoriya. His rock hard abs, his cute face, his lively freckles, everything about him was absolutely perfect, Midoriya was literally a gift sent down from God. He would worship Izuku. During Shinsou's training, he kept looking over at Midoriya, checking if he left yet or not. Midoriya still somehow didn't notice the sleep deprived teen staring at him once in a while. Izuku was very distracted also, except he wasn't distracted by the people around him, he was distracted by how nice Bakugou was today. Actually, he wouldn't exactly say... nice. Maybe quiet? Bakugou has been very quiet the whole day, he didn't scream insults at the class nor Izuku. It was slightly weird, not that Izuku wanted insults screamed at him or anything. It was just slightly.. off? No, actually very, very off. He kept thinking about why Katsuki had been like this for the whole day. Maybe he wanted the last day of school to be nicer? Maybe he has grown up? Nah, just kidding. He hasn't grown up. Izuku just didn't have any reasons for Bakugou to be this quiet. Maybe Kacch— no, Katsuki was worried about something? Maybe he was sad that Izuku stopped calling him by his childhood name? Well if he was sad that Izuku stopped calling him by 'Kacchan' he would've been like this a long time ago. Izuku had stopped calling Katsuki, 'Kacchan', for a few weeks, maybe even months, he wasn't sure, everyday was now a blur. Izuku finally gathered his senses and started paying attention to his surroundings. He stopped running. He was getting pretty tired since he had been running nonstop for a while now. He also finally noticed that Shinsou kept looking at him, that's weird. And creepy. He decided he should go home now, his mom would be worried sick if he came home late again like yesterday. The teen shivered at the thought of his mom screaming at him again. He started walking in the direction of his house. He looked at Shinsou, who looked very hesitant. "Hey, nice to see you again, Shinsou, I guess," Izuku said, looking at his scarred hand. He got the scars from a stray cat he tried to feed from a few months ago. Somehow the scar never left. Stupid kitty. "Oh, ha ha, yeah, I guess I'll maybe see you tomorrow?," The purple teen said— although it sounded more like a question, Shinsou laughed randomly after finishing his sentence although that laugh sounded very fake. "Nope, probably not going to be here tomorrow, I have to get some sleep in my schedule," Izuku says, he wasn't lying, he really needed some sleep. "Oh, okay, cool, see you the next time I see you then," Shinsou said, looking down after Izuku said that. "M'kay cool, bye," the greenette waved at the other teen and started walking away. Shinsou looked slightly down, but Izuku had thought nothing of it. He had started walking home until a hand grabbed his shoulder. He looked back. It was Shinsou. Uh, okay, Izuku is starting to think that this very sleep deprived teen is a creep, maybe his mind was right, this person really was a serial killer. What did he want now? Izuku just wanted to get home and stuff his face with food. He was just hungry and sleepy. "Uhh, can I get your number?" Shinsou asked. That's very random. "What? Do you like me or something now?" Izuku joked, rolling his eyes. Shinsou's face turned red. Oh, Izuku understood now, "Well then..", Izuku said, sucking in air through his teeth. He doesn't have any experience with these types of situations. He grabbed out his phone and gave it to him. Shinsou started to type in his number. "Well, you're not getting my number, I'm gonna try to text you later, 'kay?" Dick move, Izuku, dick move. Shinsou's face once again went red, this time, for no reason at all. "Bye!," Izuku said, waving once again. Izuku walked off, while Shinsou looked at his own feet like it was the most interesting thing he has ever looked at. He wondered if Izuku would text him later. Once again, All Might watched from a distance. Shinsou definitely likes Midoriya. He somehow felt even more guilty.
—— [6:37] Izuku: lmao hey [6:37] Me: oh wow that was super quick [6:40] Izuku: uwu i have to take a shower brb [6:40] Me: n [6:40] Izuku: y [6:40] Me: w hy [6:42] Me: n do nt leave me [6:43] Me: did you leave me Shinsou sighed and groaned at the same time, he sounds like an obsessive and psycho boyfriend texting his girlfriend. Would Izuku think he's weird? Is he cool so far? Should he tone down the obsessiveness a bit? Is he being too clingy? A small 'ping' noise distracted him from his inner-thoughts. He rushed over to pick up his phone and look at the text Izuku sent him. [7:06] Izuku: srry i took so long [7:06] Me: wow ur a boy and you take forever just to take a shower [7:07] Izuku: wow don't judge me I just have super duper t h i c c hair [7:07] Me: oh man I can't complain about t h i c c hair oh how will you ever forgive me [7:07] Izuku: perhaps you could do me some wonderful lovely f a n s e r v i c e [7:07] Me: nvm [7:08] Izuku: o [7:08] Izuku: pls daddy [7:09] Me: and that concludes of this thank you for coming to my ted talk [7:09] Izuku: no do nt :"^( [7:09] Me: hashshsah [7:10] Izuku: welp i gotta blast gotta go to sleep or something [7:10] Me: im always wondering if ppl say that just to get away from me [7:10] Izuku: hahash mood af [7:10] Izuku: anyways sorry still gotta blast noob [7:10] Me: gasp how dare u [7:10] Me: we'll show who's a noob in the arcade by the mall [7:10] Izuku: is this what i think it is— [7:10] Me: tomorrow at 7 pm we'll wait for each other at the new mortal combat game [7:10] Me: and then we'll show who's the bigger noob cough cough [7:10] Izuku: did u just ask me out on a date without saying it's a date [7:11] Me: UHHH N O [7:11] Izuku: h e c c i can't say no to that [7:11] Me: soo [7:12] Izuku: I'll see u there bby [7:12] Me: wait what I didn't agree to that what [7:12] Izuku: since we're going on a date -//3//- [7:13] Me: NO aaaaAAAA A day and few hours passed and next thing Shinsou knew, he was walking to the arcade and was heading towards the fighting game that they promised to meet each other at. —— Yes, Shinsou had known that he sneakily sneaked a date in. No, Shinsou did not know that Izuku would notice that he did that. And once again, yes, Shinsou was an idiot for thinking that. Obviously Izuku was smart enough to notice that, it wasn't some sneaky ninja move that Shinsou had done. It was equivalent to grabbing a big jar of cookies and then when your parents come in the room, you tried to shove the jar down your pants. They would notice the huge bulge in your pants, and your dick obviously can't grow that big when having a boner. Basically, it was obvious, that's all Izuku is trying to get across. That was a terrible example, sorry from the author. Izuku walked down the street, trying to ignore the fact that he felt like someone was watching him. Horror movie instinct is coming out now. He quickly whipped his head backwards unexpectedly, the person who was following him wouldn't know what to do now. Expect there was no one there, besides a few neighbors passing by with their children or groceries. Some people looked at him weirdly and he blushed, looking back in the direction he was heading to. Oh. Horror movie instincts turned off then. No use for that anymore. He could see why people would look at him. Izuku was wearing a white colored crop top that showed his stomach and shoulders while it hid half of his neck. It shows his rib cage and a bit of his chest if he were to lift his arms up. Good thing he shaved. He wasn't too worried about looking too weird with the crop top on, he had a body structure of a girl, with muscles, of course. Anyone would've probably thought he was a girl if he were to crossdress. He actually looked exactly like a girl. The body structure, the face structure, everything about him was very... girl like. Even his voice, kind of.. anyways... Izuku decided to wear a crop top that had frills and showed his rib cage and shoulders. He also was wearing denim shorts that had holes and slits for decoration. The shorts also covered most of his stomach, which was handy. Izuku kept walking and finally stopped when he was at the arcade. It was a nice arcade, not the best and the cleanest, but Shinsou probably chose it because it was the closest and cheapest one in the area. He walked inside, ignoring the looks people, mostly guys, gave him. "Shinsou!," Izuku yelled. Shinsou turned around at the sound of his name being practically screamed, slightly jumping. "O-oh uhh, u-um," The purple haired teen stuttered. "Is it the clothing? Yeah I know, I usually wear women's clothing since they look better on me so I just go with my mom when she goes shopping, I mean she's fine with it. I don't crossdress or anything, I could if you wanted me to but well I kind of am right now? Maybe if I were to put on a light layer of makeup I would probably look like a girl or-" "You're mumbling..." "Ah, sorry!" "It looks nice.. very.. revealing," Uh, yeah, no shit, Izuku thought. "Haha, yep, I know," he said, loudly, "it's pretty obvious...", he muttered the last part under his breath though. "Well, let's see who's the bigger noob now, since you called me one over text!" Shinsou declared, awkwardly. "Uh huh, let us see who is the bigger noob at this lovely chosen arcade at this Mortal Combat game!" Izuku said back, specifying everything. "That was oddly specific! Yeah, uh, let's do it and be more quiet when talking to each other..!" It seems like Izuku isn't the only one that's really tense. Now that he thought about about the date more and more, he now realizes that he doesn't know Shinsou very well to be going on a date with him. Izuku is now regretting everything. First of all, he's going on a date with a person he didn't know. Second of all, he has only talked to this person three times, two in person, one over text. Actually four times, since he was talking to him right now. "Uh, yeah.." Izuku said back. "To um, play it, you kind of need t-to-," Shinsou coughed, before continuing his statement, "play, uh, the game, of course.. wait, no, that's pretty obvious. I actually m-meant to say that you need to pay, sorry." Izuku cleared his throat. He needed to be less awkward and more confident than he sounded. He also needed to act like how he does at school, unfazed by everything and never tripped over his own words. "Yep! I have a few dollars! Do you need any?" "Oh, uh," Shinsou seemed to be surprised at the sudden change of mood from Izuku, awkward to confident, bipolar, maybe? "I'll pay for us," Shinsou finished. "No! Of course not, I brought money, so, you know, can't waste it!" "Oh, erm, that's fine.. with me...!" Izuku looked like he wasn't fazed by the awkwardness of the current situation. Key word is looked. Izuku felt like he was being tortured. Well, expect torture was probably a lot worse. He was very good at putting up facades. And it looked like his facade was working well. He'll keep it up. Izuku smiled brightly before giving Shinsou a bit of money. Shinsou simply gave him a small grin. That was enough to make Izuku blush though.
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Katsuki Bakugou has no idea what he's feeling. He always feels this nice, fluttering feeling in his heart and stomach when he's around stupid damn Deku. What the hell is Deku doing to him!? Did he put a curse on him? What is this feeling? Is it hate? Is it confusion? Is it lov- no. No, of course it's not that! Why would he feel love around anyone? Especially Deku!? He hates Deku. He despises him. He would absolutely never feel that around him. Why would anyone feel that around Deku? No one even likes him— okay, some people like him, but that's not the point. He's just some stupid fucking Deku. Useless. He'll never even amount to anything. Just a Deku. Nothing else. And he'll never be anything more. Just a pebble in the road. A useless, Deku pebble. So why was he following him? Why was he following the person he hated the most? Why was he following the person he bullies? There really was no excuse to be following someone like a stalker. No— he was following Deku to beat him up. Actually that was his excuse. He was actually following Deku out of love- wait, no, not out of love. Out of hate, out of anger and hate. Yeah, that, he was following Deku out of anger and hate. Of course he couldn't like Deku. He was a useless nerd who liked to talk and take notes about heroes, actually, that's not an accurate description of Deku. He was more of a juvenile kid that had piercings. Why would anyone like someone like him? He snapped out of his weird thoughts when Deku suddenly snapped his head back, raising his fists in a defensive posture. Bakugou almost jumped out his skin but, he immediately ran behind a street lamp, I know, how cliche. Deku looked around, the confusion obvious on his cute, adorable face— wait, no, not again, he meant mortifying and ugly face. Deku turned around, embarrassed and continued to walk to— who knows where. And yet, Bakugou continued to follow him, like a stalker. Kinda creepy, you gotta feel bad for Izuku. They, or Izuku and Bakugou, Bakugou who was being a creepy stalker, soon arrived at an arcade, a full one, how lucky for Bakugou. They both walked inside and Bakugou immediately noticed people looking at Izuku, mostly guys, what is this? A gay arcade? Bakugou got mad, Bakugou doesn't understand why he's mad though, he's always mad and moody, so why is he extra mad and wants to kill all the guys here? "Shinsou!," Bakugou saw a purple-haired teen— probably his age— flinch. Bakugou flinched as well, that was from Deku, why was he yelling someone's name in an arcade? Did he just notice a friend here or something? Or is it a date? No, it can't be that, stupid Deku would never be able to score a date and plus, he isn't gay. Or was he..? "O-oh uhh, u-um," The purple-haired teen stuttered. Bakugou observed the other teen closer. It was a guy, about their age and his purple hair stood up, he was wearing a simple cat T-shirt and baggy sweatpants, sounds like Bakugou. "Is it the clothing? Yeah I know, I usually wear women's clothing since they look better on me so I just go with my mom when she goes shopping, I mean she's fine with it. I don't crossdress or anything, I could if you wanted me to but well I kind of am right now? Maybe if I were to put on a light layer of makeup I would probably look like a girl or—" Bakugou internally sighed at Deku mumbling. It was just so.. Deku-like? No— more old Deku-ish. The Deku now doesn't stutter anymore, or ramble. "You're rambling now..." "Ah, sorry!" "It looks nice.. very.. revealing," the supposedly 'Shinsou' said awkwardly. Probably nervous or queasy. "Haha, yep, I know" Deku said, loudly, "it's pretty obvious...", he muttered the last part under his breath though but, Bakugou heard it. Although it seemed like Shinsou somehow didn't hear, or he simply brushed the comment off, Bakugou will never figure out. "Well, let's see who's the bigger noob now, since you called me one over text!" Shinsou declared, awkwardly. Bakugou cringed at their interaction between one another. Why would Deku call Shinsou a noob? And how do they have each other's numbers? Did they have each other's numbers? "Uh huh, let us see who is the bigger noob at this lovely chosen arcade at this Mortal Combat game!" Izuku said back, specifying everything. "That was oddly specific! Yeah, uh, let's do it and be more quiet when talking to each other..!" "Uh, yeah," Izuku played with his crop top. "To um, play it, you kind of need t-to-," Shinsou coughed, before continuing his statement, "play, uh, the game, of course.. wait, no, that's pretty obvious. I actually m-meant to say that you need to pay, sorry." Deku cleared his throat. "Yep! I have a few dollars! Do you need any?" There's the Deku Bakugou knows. Gosh, it's been a while since he's seen the 'awkward Deku' or 'Deku 1.0'. "Oh, uh, I'll pay for us," Shinsou said back. "No! Of course not, I brought money, so, you know, can't waste it!" "Oh, erm, that's fine.. with me...!" Bakugou was surprised at the sudden mood change from Deku, he was also surprised to see the old side of Deku from before. Deku wasn't like the chill, juvenile kid with tongue piercings like he was now. He used to be innocent, an angel almost, he would always be on time to school, got his classwork and homework done and turned in on time, and even helped some kids when they needed help on their classwork. He used to always stutter, was always nervous about everything, and probably had low self-esteem and doubts since he was quirkless. But after some time, he kind of turned into a juvenile, and was the complete opposite of his "nice kid" profile. More people, a lot of girls, started to talk to him again, probably though he was "cool" now. People still ignore him but he now has more friends than Bakugou will ever have. Bakugou sighed, he was very quiet at school today, people will think he's weak and vulnerable now if he isn't loud and threatening (stupid ass idiot always be like this btw). At least summer was finally here and he can rest easy now without having the thought of school and the extras at school. He was only quiet today because he had just figured out the feeling he had for Deku. He couldn't deny them now. He already figured out so why hide them? Yesterday he was about to beat Deku up again but let him down on the ground because he felt a pang in his heart when he simply thought about beating Deku up. So he simply let him down onto the ground. Pathetic, he knows and agrees. He watched Shinsou and Deku play games, plus, they weren't so awkward anymore. They actually looked happy. They were having fun. But Bakugou wasn't. His heart was taking hits from watching them play games that vary from basketball shooters to Mortal Combat. He felt— oh, so jealous. You could feel the anger just radiating off him probably from a mile away. He was a boyfriend finding out that his girlfriend found a new man after they broke up. They were laughing as if all the problems in the world just disappeared. They were laughing as if cancer was cured or as if diabetes was just cured also. It was disgusting to watch. But at least it finally ended when Shinsou had to go do something. They waved each other goodbye and left. Deku was smiling to himself and giggling here and there, remembering all the weird things Shinsou had said. Bakugou didn't feel as good as he did when he first started to follow Deku. He felt sick and also felt like throwing up the pancakes he had this morning. Maybe he should just go home and take a shower and eat dinner. It was pretty late after all. About 6 in the afternoon. His mom would probably be worried and scream at him for coming home so late. He started to walk home. Deku was in front of him but at least he wasn't stalking him now. "Tsk, stupid Deku," Bakugou commented. Izuku turned around, a blinding smile on his face, "Oh, hey Kaccha- Katuski..!", his smile faltered, which angered Katsuki even more than he already was. Stupid, stupid, stupid god damn Deku, he thought to himself. Katsuki!? What about the stupid, childish nickname Deku gave him? Bakugou didn't notice till now that Deku didn't call him 'Kacchan' anymore. He felt so much anger bubbling up inside him. He felt like exploding his fifty-fourth pillow. Yes, he did actually count. "Katsuki? What happened to that stupid nickname you gave me!?" Bakugou screamed, his face contorting into anger. Deku didn't flinch, which angered Katsuki more than he already was now, instead Deku only rolled his eyes. "What about that stupid nickname? Even you thought it was childish, I might as well just use 'Bakugou' or 'Katsuki'. We barely know each other now" Deku said, coolly. That certainly got Bakugou riled up. He growled lowly in his throat like a rabid dog about to attack his next victim, "What were you doing with that other cat T-shirt guy, huh!?" "Uh? We were on a date..? And how did you know I was with him? That's kind of creepy considering I told no one about it since I don't really have any friends, well, there was that girl from out school. She's also pretty cool and remember her boyfriend? He was a great person to rant to! I basically ranted to him about everything and he was listening all the way and told me some ways to let out anger and sadness! Wow, I should definitely talk to him more!" Deku explained. He seemed so passionate about talking about this other dude that he only ranted to! He only rants to that dude! Why is this random dude that Deku rants to get more attention than Bakugou!? "Shut up, nerd!" "Wow, jeez, rude much?" The sassiness is already back. "Whatever, fucking loser, move. I have to get back before my old hag starts freaking out!" "Fucking asshole," Deku mumbled. Bakugou glared at Izuku, not exactly glaring, more like his eyes bulging and wide open. With his mouth hanging open, obviously. "You'll catch flies with your mouth open like that. Or maybe you'll be catching dicks," Deku spat at Bakugou. Bakugou aimed a classic right hook to Izuku's head but he jumped out of the way, probably on instinct. Izuku stuck his tongue out and flipped Bakugou off. And at that moment Bakugou noticed some things about Izuku, for example; his tongue piercings were silver,— which he actually never knew, surprisingly— his hands look welcoming and warm,— like he could just stroke Bakugou's hair while he laid on Deku's lap— and how he had just flipped Bakugou off. No one ever had the guts to even point at him. And no one has ever flipped him off before. He would usually just explode Deku, but this Deku was different, and in some ways more difficult to deal with. This Deku was cautious, this Deku was also able to put up a fight that anyone would lose to. This Deku would never back out on a fight. This Deku can actually throw a punch and wouldn't miss. Bakugou once again growled, louder. But Izuku still wasn't taking shit. "What are you? A dog? Why are you growling? What are you going to do next, bark?" Deku said in a mocking tone. (oof man, deku has guts my dudes) He doesn't know why he did what he did next. Maybe because it was all the adrenaline coursing through him. Or maybe it was simply out of anger. Or maybe perhaps he just wanted to anger Deku and make the situation worse than it already was. He kissed Deku and shoved his tongue inside his mouth. Deku immediately pulled away, blushing, and wiping his mouth furiously and spitting saliva out. "What the hell?! What was that for? Why did you decide to tongue kiss me out of everything you could've done!?" "Well, I dunno! I just- well- you know!" "No! I don't actually know!" Deku facepalms and sighs. "Oh my god, what the fuck is wrong with you Kacchan?" What did he just call him? "W-wha-?" "Oh. Sorry, I meant Katsuki," Deku deadpanned. Oh. No wonder. "Well, uh, I have to go before my old hag slaps the hell out of me," Bakugou says quickly. He hesitated before walking away from Deku, he doesn't know why he was expecting Deku to grab his shoulder and kiss him again. Deku obviously didn't though. He kicked a rock and felt like screaming. Why did he kiss stupid fucking Deku!? Why would he, Bakugou Katsuki, even want to kiss Deku? It was all just so frustrating! He, once again, wanted to rip apart his pillow, but he had to get home first. Bakugou finally got home and kicked his shoes off. "WHERE WERE YOU!? YOU STUPID DAMN CHILD!" Bakugou groaned. He knew this was going to happen. His mom stomped over and slapped his head. "Shit, ouch! What the fuck was that for, you old hag!?" "Show some respect for your mother! I was so worried for you! I thought you got kidnapped by some damn villain!" His mom should've been worried. Recently, there had been a huge increase of villains across the country and it doesn't seem like it was slowing down. There had also been a bank robbery near his house, which had increased his mother's superstition. "Damn, old hag! Look at me! I'm alive, yeah? And, oh my god, just let go of me already! You're squeezing my eyeballs out of my sockets!" "Anyways! Dinner is already cooked! There's some food on the kitchen counter already inside a bowl," she soothed. She finally let go of me and I rushed forward, running towards the food. "Slow your fat ass down!" I flipped her off when she turned around to go upstairs. Yeah, I'm a good son. I know. I grabbed the bowl and sat down, heaving a sigh. I couldn't believe I had kissed fucking Deku. Deku! He could've kissed anyone, but he had kissed Deku! "Ugh, shit..." He couldn't keep it a secret. Of course he liked Deku. It was so obvious, maybe not to other people but to Bakugou it was just so obvious! He felt like jacking off. Yeah (ew bakugou a damn thotty am i right?). He's been jacking off to Deku ever since he had been feeling like this. He always felt like his stomach was doing backflips or front flips when he was with Deku. So for some reason he decided the best way to get rid of the feeling was to jack off. He was stupid. The jacking off never worked anyways and he even knew it but he continued to do it. School had just ended and he still felt like he was in hell. The only good thing is that he wouldn't need to see Deku. The bad thing is that he was literally lives five houses down, which sucks. But at least he wouldn't need to see him unless he gets invited over or Deku was invited to his house. The chances of one of them getting invited to each other's houses was low, which was absolutely lovely. While he was trapped in his thoughts, he had finally finished his food and had put his bowl in the sink. He ran up the stairs and plopped down on his comfy bed. He thought about Deku some more. He just couldn't seem to get him out of his head. After staring at the ceiling for a bit, he thought back to his situation again. Or maybe shittuation. So he had kissed Deku obviously out of lust and love. Deku clearly did not enjoy that and the kiss was against his will. Bakugou was ashamed of himself. He also once again couldn't believe he had done that. His mind had screamed at him to not do it but his body said otherwise. Maybe he should start using his brain more when he was in situations he didn't want to be in. Yeah, that's a good idea. He snatched his phone from his bedside table and unlocked it quickly. He checked his calendar and saw that the entrance exam for U.A. was just a couple months away. He was extra confident that he would get into U.A— no, he was sure he would get in. Wasn't Deku going? What's that quirkless loser going to U.A. for? He didn't even have a quirk. He remembered when the teacher announced who was going to U.A., obviously everyone knew Katsuki was going to the best hero school in Japan, U.A., of course. But when he announced that Deku was going, he was outraged. He was only thinking the question that was on everyone's minds. "What was a quirkless loser like him doing at U.A.?" He couldn't get in. Of course he couldn't. He's quirkless. The bottom of society. The 20% of the world. No one gave a crap about them. They were completely useless. And for some reason Bakugou likes him, but that's not the point and needs to be out of the picture. When the teacher had announced that Deku was going to U.A., everyone had laughed at him. Bakugou could've sworn when he looked behind at Deku, Deku was smirking. Smirking! Why would he be smirking when everyone was laughing at him? Making fun of him! What is wrong with him? Was it because no one in the class was his friend, so he couldn't make a fool of himself in front of his actual friends? No, not that. That's a stupid reason to be smirking! God, he just needed to get Deku out of his damn mind! What was something he could do? Listen to music maybe? Play a game? Play Fortnite? Annoy his mom? Start screaming into his pillow? Yeah! He shoved his face into his pillow and took a deep breath.. and started to scream at the top of his lungs. He heard a 'bang' downstairs and heard stomping. His door slammed open. "WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING IN YOUR ROOM!?" His mom screamed back. "Uh.." "My god, you were fucking screaming bloody murder. You scared me half to death. Don't do that again, young man!" "Whatever, stupid, old hag!" "Show some respect to your elders!" Katsuki rolled his eyes and walked to his door and slammed it in his mom's face. "SHOW SOME RESPECT!" his mom yelled outside his room. "God damn, SHUT UP!" He huffed and rolled his eyes again. He jumped onto his bed and grabbed his phone. He scrolled through Instagram and looked at Deku's profile. He had pictures of plants and his mom. He found one picture with him and supposedly 'Shinsou'. They were smiling and looked like they were on the verge of laughing. Katsuki wished he had that. Had Deku. Had Deku's smile and laughs. Had Deku to him and only to him. He's acting like a creep now, he should genuinely stop. He stood up on his bed and jumped off. He headed over to his cabinet and gingerly grabbed his lube and shakily sighed. He couldn't get caught by his parents. Usually when he masturbated his parents weren't home. But his mom was home today. Such bad luck. "Whatever, I need my needs too," he whispered to himself. He walked over to his bed and pulled down his pants. He hopped back onto his bed and opened the cap of his lube bottle. He squirted some onto his hand and rubbed his hands together, slathering the lube all over his hands. It felt slick and smooth against his hands. He looked down and stared at his red, angry cock. It was twitching in anticipation. He made sure his door were locked and started to run his fingers over the tip. He moaned, he sounded like a damn pornstar now. "S-Shit.." he moaned out. He continuously moaned until his climax was almost there and he sniffed, feeling his nose become runny. Why was his nose so runny? Was he sick? It all went downhill when his nose started to bleed all over his legs. His nose felt runny and the blood just started to slide down his face. And then someone knocked on his door. And then his mom said the worst thing possible. "OPEN UP, YOU LITTLE TWAT!" He pulled up his underwear along with his pants and shoved his lube into the cabinet, grabbing a tissue, wiping his bloody lips that blood was sliding off of. "TRY TO ACT NORMAL FOR ONCE, INKO AND IZUKU IS HERE!" "WHAT IS THAT USELESS DOUCHEBAG DOING HERE!?" "SWEET LITTLE IZUKU IS NOT A DOUCHEBAG! NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF THAT DAMN ROOM!" "FUCKING FINE!" Well shit. Uh—