Chapter 32

Kirishima was standing at a street corner with a few classmates if his, not really participating in their conversation. Yesterday's event wouldn't seem to leave his head. He knew by heart that Midoriya was at fault for Bakugous scars, but then…

Why had Bakugou allowed Midoriya to kiss him?

It bothered Kirishima. A lot. And for a reason he couldn't make out, he felt hurt and disappointed aswell. No matter how often Bakugou told him to stay away and mind his own business, he couldn't seem to let go of everything.

After all, Kirishima was becoming a hero. It was his duty to protect and save people. Especially because Bakugou was his friend, he needed to get him out of Midoriyas claws. That Bakugou didn't seem to want Midoriya to leave made things way harder than they had to be.

Suddenly, a mop of fuzzy black hair moved past him and his ruby red eyes met shadowy green ones. "Oh, hi Kirishima." All eyes of the small group were on Midoriya. Asui was the first one to speak. "I don't mean to be rude, but who are you? And how do you know Kirishima-chan, ribbit?"

Midoriya grinned. "Oh, we met a few times over Kacchan. Bakugou for you." The pale boy didn't seem to care about Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero and Ashido impaling him with their glares. Kirishima had told his three closest friends about his discoveries, Kaminari being the first to believe him fully.

Todoroki chimed in. "I didn't know Bakugou had friends out of our class." Midoriya immediately shot back. "I didn't know Kacchan had any friends at all." He giggled at Asuis and Todorokis surprised faces. "I'm kidding. But… Are you really friends with him? He never mentioned you two."

Both of them were quiet for a moment. Then Todoroki ran his hand through his half-tone hair. "I do think I'm friends with Bakugou, though maybe not very close." Asui followed right after. "Bakugou-chan and I may not be friends, but he seems to tolerate me. In any way, we're classmates and I care about him, ribbit."

Midoriya snickered lightly. "That's cute." Then he examined all of the six teenagers in front of him closely. "Red Riot, Chargebolt, Cellophane, Pinky, Froppy and Shouto, right?" All of them nodded. "Why?" Kaminaris voice was as cold as can be.

"I just wanted figure out your quirks." The pale boy twirled one of his jet-black curls around his index finger with a bored expression. Asui put a finger to her lips. "If it's okay to ask… what's yours?" "It's not, but I'll answer anyways. I'm quirkless." Midoriya let go of the curl and it bounced back into place.

After shooting everyone a last glare and grinning about Asuis and Todorokis surprised faces, he saluted sarcastically and vanished around the next corner.

"Is he a villain?" Todoroki tended to jump to conclusions about personal traits and relationships quickly, but this once, he was right. At least Kirishima believed so strongly. He didn't have evidence yet, but a plan started to form in his head.

"Todoroki, Tsu, I have something to tell you…"

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"…I don't even know what to say, ribbit. That's horrible. I'm definitely on your side."

"I am too, and I'll pay for it. I think I still have my father's credit card somewhere…"

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I went up to my room and found Deku sitting on my bed, cleaning his fingernails with his knife. "Oh, hey Kacchan. I had a few interesting acquaintances while you were grocery shopping." I raised my eyebrows. "Well?! Spit it out already."

"A group of your friends. Nosy-shima, that blonde dumbass, Pinky, some guy with weird elbows, Endeavors son and… a frog." He chuckled. "The first four looked like they wanted to murder me. It was amusing." I sighed. "Okay, first fucking off. It's Kirishima, Kaminari, Sero, Ashido, Todoroki and motherfucking Asui, not the bullshit you're blabbing. Second off, Kirishima probably told them about you, so no wonder."

I went over to Deku and sat down next to him. "And third off, what the fuck did you do?!" He grinned at me mischievously. "Said hi and answered their questions. And maybe provoked them just enough that they might not wanna run into me again." "What." "You know I like to mess with people. Those righteous, forcedly nice idiots are just how I like them."

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Jeez, if you had just kept it down for once, noone would've even found anything out! But no, you had to go make it obvious I was violated, fuck with everyone and generally be a creepy piece of shit. I swear to every god available, you're nothing but trouble!"

Deku rested his head on my shoulder. "You're living quite dangerous, you know?" I chuckled gruffly. "I'm here for a good time, not a long time. But you're doing an excellent fucking job ruining it half the time." "And the other half, I am the fun." "Not fucking yet. Try harder."

Deku sighed and dropped onto his back. "Tell me about Todoroki. All I know is that Endeavor was his father, and that ass had the balls to bite the dust right after his first mission as the Number One Hero. Total f-ing disappointment. And all of that just because you had to get yourself kidnapped."

(Yeah, in this universe Endeavor died after fighting the Nomu. I always wanted to get rid of his ugly scorched ass XD)

I crossed my arms. "Stop reopening old scars. All Might told me himself that his retirement was inevitable. Too late though, I had already destroyed half of a fucking mock city." Deku burst out in laughter for a moment. "And what does that change? Nothing. All Might is still rotting in his grave as an ugly fucking skeleton version of himself. Why did I admire him again?"

I just stared at the floor. Deku was right. If I hadn't shoehorned into that, All Might could've at least lived for a while longer. His funeral had been the most depressing thing I had ever experienced. And it had been my fucking fault things came that way.

Deku bopped his elbow into my side. "Todoroki first. Then depression." I grumbled lightly. "His mother is somewhere in a mental hospital, I think. He's quite a match for me, but tell him and I'll bury you alive. He has a couple of older siblings and one of them turned out to have joined the League of Freaks a while ago."

His eyes lightened up. "Oh, Touya Todoroki aka Dabi, right? I've met him. Looks like a burnt chicken nugget, but pretty cool guy." A villain and cool- okay then. "Uh… IcyHot decided to be my friend in the first year, although I never fucking agreed with that. He was just like 'We get along well' and kept bugging me. Half of the girls at the UA have a crush on him. But I'm telling you, double shit is at least twice as gay as us combined."

I shot Deku a glare. "And why do you care again? What do you want with patchface?" He was playing with a strand of his hair. "I dunno. He just seems like an interesting person to toy with. But I don't have a way to get emotionally close to him anyways." Then Deku grinned widely. "Why? Are you jealous?"

"…" I caught myself pouting. "OKAY I'M FUCKING JEALOUS! SUE ME!" Deku was laughing so hard his eyes were teary. Then he came close to my face. "Don't worry. You'll always be my first choice to toy with. I'm just very… experimental." I only stared, while he dropped his head to the side and cheekily grinned at me.

I took my chance, pulled him towards me and kissed him. Deku fit his lips into mine like a puzzle piece into another. Yup, I was gonna keep this boy. His fine acting skills didn't ask much fantasy of me to make me believe this was real. Unless it was, but that was delusional of me to think.

I don't know how long this went, but after a while, Deku lightly pushed me back. "Alright, I got business to take care of. See ya!" Then he boldly jumped out of the window, leaving me all heated up.

I never heard him land.