"I'll never get stronger at this rate."
These words were uttered softly, but sadly.
Izuku Midoriya, who had devoted his life to becoming the strongest hero, had reached a little bit of a stale mate. It wouldn't have normally been a big deal but with the rise of the
League of Villains and the Symbol of Peace stepping down the world had already shifted quickly for the worse. The people needed heroes, they needed hope, they needed to be protected.
Midoriya couldn't protect anyone in his current state and he could not afford to waste any time getting to the point where he COULD save them.
The sound of a soft tick could be heard coming from his All Might alarm clock by his bed, it had gone off a couple minutes ago but the young hero Deku couldn't decide how to approach his
day to make the best of his time. Should he read up on more hero data? Should he practice with robot dummys? He also had homework left from his homeroom class, but he wanted to get training in before he got to the paper work.
As Izuku sat up in his bed he thought to himself, "I really would appreciate training with a actual person," he frown, knowing that there were few people willing to train with him
or people he trusted would be strong enough, "robots just don't provide enough unpredictable movements."
As the young man sat up he looked down at his hands, scarred and still hard to move some days, he had just recently started shifting his focus to using his legs as his "weapons".
He had come up with a million different moves in a million different scenarios but with the lack of practice he wasn't sure if they would function as well as he imagined they would. He
just needed someone to practice with. . .
Slowly Deku slipped his feet from under the warm covers and onto the cool wood floor, his eyes looking towards the window that was obstructed by blinds, sunlight spilled out.
Time was ticking and he wasn't improving just sitting there.
As soon as Izuku had started walking he was able to quickly get ready for the day, thinking of ways he could improve himself as he slid into his casual clothes.
It was Sunday, the only day the student of U.A could really call their day off. Of course, did they ever really have a day off from hero training?
The sounds of other students waking up and starting their days could be heard as Deku opened his door. Some of his classmates spent their weekends with family, some went out with friends,
others just hung out in the dorm building sleeping or studying.
Smells of breakfast wafted though the halls as Midoriya made his way down stairs, waving to Tokoyami who was making his way back up the stairs.
Tokoyami was strong but during the day his quirk, Dark Shadow, was still rather weak.
"It was still a thought" Deku hummed as he finally placed his slipper covered feet on the ground floor, his stomach now grumbling in protest to the lack of food in his mouth.
The dining area was rather busy for this early on a Sunday, especially with the weather turning out to be as nice as it was.
Making his way over to a table seating Iida and Uraraka, food tray in hand, Deku allowed a huge grin to spread on his face. His two companions were talking energetically, hot food steaming on their plates.
Iida was the first to notice Deku, giving him a nod before taking a small poised bite of food. Urarake on the other hand had eaten almost all her food already and seemed to be in a fabulous mood because of it.
"Ah, Deku, good morning!" Uraraka happily sang out, "You look like you have something on your mind already."
As he sat down Deku winced at the accuracy of her statement, it always impressed him how well his friends could read him. They had only really attended U.A together for a little over a
semester but had gone through so much.
"I-its nothing!" Deku stammered, trying to occupy his mouth with food so he couldn't say anything more. He knew if he told them his dilemma they would offer to train with them,
and honestly he knew Iida would be a good partner but every Sunday Iida visited his brother. Uraraka would happily train with him as well, but Deku wouldn't be able to bring himself
to go all out with her - it wasn't that she wasn't strong but her quirk wasn't one he thought would be suitable to train with. She could easily make things float, and she had extended
the time and amount of items she could use, but her hand to hand combat was still rough.
"What are you guys doing today?" Izuku asked between bites, his eyes looking between the two sitting across from him.
"My brother has made a lot of progress with his physical therapy so my mother and I were hoping to get him to go out for a nice dinner." Iida spoke up first, seeing as Uraraka had just
placed a drink to her lips when Deku had asked the question.
Gulping whatever liquid was in her mouth Uraraka breathed, "I REALLY need to finish my homework BUT Ashido invited me to go shopping because one of the stores at the mall is closing down
and everything is discounted!"
The three friends continued to talk about their day while eating, the conversation flowed easily between them and it was hard to part ways when they all realized how fast time had past.
"Maybe Bakugo will train with you?" Iida spoke up as he was standing up and adjusting his shirt, making sure food had not ruined his nice outfit for the day, "You both seem a lot closer now and he is defiantly a skill level you could benefit from training with." Deku winced at the mention of Kacchan's name, "I'd say Todoroki would be a good training partner too but
he is always visiting his mother on his days off now."
As Iida and Uraraka left the dining hall Izuku finished cleaning up and was about to leave when he felt a shoulder bump into him.
Speak of the devil.
"Watch it, Deku!" Two fire red eyes glared at Deku, a frown on his face as Bakugo stopped to turn around and look at his classmate.
"Actually Kacchan. . . " Taking this as an opportunity to ask Izuku figured he'd get it out of the way, knowing in the back of his mind what Bakugo would say but it never hurt to
ask, plus, Kacchan's quirk and fighting style would be ideal to practice the moves Deku had been wanting to try out.
"What the fuck do you want?" the blonde spit out, interrupting Deku.
"W-Would y-you be willing to train with me?" These words almost came out as a whisper, still intimidated by Bakugo even though some of the air between them had been cleared after
the night they got house arrest.
"And why the fuck would I do that?" His words were sharp and to the point, Bakugo crossed his arms over his proud chest.
"Because you could benefit from it too." As Izuku spoke this time he wore a serious expression, knowing if he wanted to have a good chance at getting what he wanted he would need
to be direct.
"Fine."
The angry young man pushed past Izuku who now wore a dumbfounded expression, not expecting that answer.
Kacchan looked over his shoulder to Deku, "I'll see you in an hour in the gym, dumb ass."
Before making his way to the gym Midoriya had decided to change into his training gear, not wanting to mess up his casual clothes and with his training gear at least he knew
that it could handle the wear and tear of Bakugo's fire quirk.
It seemed like Kacchan had the same idea because when Deku walked into the large gymnasium the blonde was in his training outfit with his back turned.
"Ah, Kacchan!" Izuku ran up to his classmate, happy to have someone to seriously train with.
He knew Bakugo wouldn't hold back, and he had a hunch that Bakugo had accepted this session because of how behind he felt in class and training, especially after the issue with
his hero license.
Bakugo turned swiftly to face Midoriya, his expression was blank at first but turned to a frown when he made eye contact.
"I'm not going to hold back, Deku." He spat out, obviously he was rearing to go this morning, he cracked the knuckles on both his hands and rolled his neck.
"Good." Was the only thing Izuku said as he stepped back and started to take his new fighting stance.
They sparred for hours, if there was one thing they had it was definitely endurance.
It seemed the two aspiring heroes had both come up with different moves and tactics they had wanted to try out, some more successful then others but it was good to have feedback
and set these changes into motion.
Between breaths the two hardly exchanged words, focusing more on improving and getting stronger and less pointless banter.
But even with no words being spoken the gym was echoing with each movement they made. Bakugo's sparks and Midoriya's kicks were not something a hero focusing on stealth may have chose.
To Deku's surprise Kacchan would occasionally mutter a critique, in which Deku would nod and take note, appreciating and wanting to hear what the other boy had to say.
Even if Bakugo felt behind it was Midoriya who really felt the pressure, having only had his quirk for less then two years. He had always admired Bakugo, and still did, so anything
Bakugo said was taken seriously.
"I can't seem to get the flow of movement down," Izuku sighed out, stretching his arms in front of him as the two had ended their session for the day, "I guess I still have a lot of work
to do."
Bakugo shot a look over to his sparring partner, it was hard to read his expression, "Whatever." he murmured as he started to walk away.
"T-thank you." Deku could feel heat come to his cheeks, knowing that Kacchan wouldn't want to hear it but he appreciated having such a strong and smart
training partner and wanted Kacchan to know.
At this small statement Bakugo stopped in his tracks, hands deep in his pockets and back slighting slouched in his typical posture.
Deku clinched his fists, still damp with sweat, he was sure he was going to get clocked in the face.
"Hey, do you remember that fighting game we used to play as kids?"
Deku's fists released and his face went blank, "Uh, yeah?"
Kacchan still had yet to turn around, his stance the same as before.
Deku spoke up again, "In fact I think I have it all with me."
"Let's fight."
It was a "retro" game from an older gaming system, but being the Hero Otaku that he was Deku not only had the game but also the limited edition "hero" version of the system.
The game was "All Might vs THE WORLD" it was a fighting game where you played as All Might and you fought against other heroes or villains that were around at the time when the game
released. The multiplayer mode obviously let you play whoever you wanted against your friends.
Now, why Bakugo would even want to play this game was beyond Midoriya. And what was even beyond that was Bakugo was hanging out with Midoriya outside of class, or training, or any
other hero related activity.
Was Kacchan trying to further make peace? Was he needing a way to release his temper and wanted to use a video game to do so? Did he just really want to play the video game?
As Deku wracked his brain to figure out reasons why the blonde was standing there in the middle of his dorm room Kacchan was already making himself at home, turning on the TV and making
his way to the desk chair, pulling it out loudly and placing it some distance away from the television screen.
"Fucking set it up, nerd." He spoke up for the first time since they had left the gym, his eyes watched Deku anxiously.
Nodding and rushing over to the entertainment area, Izuku shuffled around to make sure all the wires and power cords were plugged accordingly and begin to set the game up for a round.
As Deku fiddled with the game Kacchan took the moment to look around the dorm room, leaning his chair back on two legs and balancing, his eyes taking in everything.
"Your such a dork," Kacchan spoke out loud his thoughts, "your room looks the same as it did when we were kids."
The shorter of the two boys could have sworn he heard something soften in Bakugo's voice as he said the last part, his own mind playing back scenes when they were kids.
There were a handful of good memories, even if the bad ones seemed to engulf them.
Sighing Deku stood up from his hunched position in front of the system, taking two controllers and carefully handing one over to Kacchan and taking a seat on the floor.
The two looked through the selection of characters, Deku having unlocked every one of the good and bad guys.
Going through the characters Deku noticed Kacchan had picked All Might right away, no hesitation.
Deku frown at the selection of his hero, but he knew Kacchan was just as big of an All Might fan as he was.
Settling on a lesser known hero, but one with similar moves to his own, Deku started the match.
"This actually might be better study materiel then I would have ever thought!" Deku smiled a little as the round began, wondering if this was the actual motive behind Kacchan's sudden
behavior.
Naturally All Might was the superior hero to play but the game did try to balance that with the other characters, making everyone fair to play.
The first round Deku lost quickly, Kacchan was still on fire from the morning and seemed to be excited to play, button mashing loudly.
The Second round Deku won, but not by much, his health bar hardly had enough to even qualify as having health.
When the third round rolled around the two were in the game completely. Their faces inching closer to the screen, not a peep coming out of them.
The match had timed out, leaving it a tie.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!" Kacchan yelled out, hopping out of his chair and just as he was about to toss the controller to the ground Deku jumped up and grabbed at his competitor's hands.
"D-Don't break my controller!" He yelped, trying to pull the controller completely free from Kacchan's hands.
Realizing that Deku was trying to get the controller from him, Kacchan allowed his face to grow into a smirk, holding the controller even higher and out of reach.
Deku wasn't that much shorter then him, but he enjoyed still tormenting him and making him work for it.
"Come on, Kacchan" The shorter male groaned out, starting to get annoyed, "those controllers are really hard to come by these days."
"Your such a neeerrrrddddd" Kacchan chuckled quickly turning his back so that he was facing away from Deku.
A count-down could be heard coming from the television.
Both boys quickly turned to face the screen and ran to their spots for the last round, the round that would hopefully break the tie.
Another round started and quickly ended, Bakugo emerged the victor.
It was just like when they were kids. Kacchan always won, no matter what he played or did.
A long sign emerged from Deku's lips, he turned his attention to the boy on the chair who looked back down at him with another cocky smirk.
That stupid cocky smirk.
"What? Surprised you still are a loser?" Kacchan laughed at Deku's disappointed look, he started pushing the chair back on two legs, still holding the controller in one hand.
It was at this moment that Deku realized how natural this all felt. As odd as this was at first, it ended up just carrying on like any normal day would if Izuku had spent it with
any of his friends. Maybe Bakugo realized this too? Maybe, finally, they could actually be friends.
"Let's play another round!" Kacchan's demand broke Deku's train of thought.
The blonde was balancing on one chair leg now, looking rather impatient.
Izuku started up another match, this time picking another hero and noticing that Bakugo picked All Might. Again.
First round Kacchan won, again.
Second round Deku won, again.
The third round Deku . . . Deku. . . won?
Kacchan whole face went from cocky to sour in a second and he began rearing up to throw the controller again, this time Deku dived at him, causing the blond to fall off the chair onto
his rear with a loud thump.
Deku scrambled to grab the controller while Bakugo gathered his composer but naturally the blond had fast reflexes and he jerked the controller just out of Deku's grasp again.
Izuku frown, not allowing himself to lose this fight, he decided to just tackle Bakugo to the ground with grunt, wrapping his legs around the other boy's to limit his movement and using one hand to reach for the controller and the other to prop himself up he successfully achieved his goal.
Of course, that only lasted a second.
Kacchan quickly used his upper body strength to roughly push Deku off to the side, snatching the controller back in the process, his legs wrapping around Deku's hips.
One of Kacchand's hands quickly grabbed one of Deku's, pressing it against the ground, the other hand still managed to hold the controller just out of Deku's reach.
Deku now the loser again shot a glare at the boy on top of him, "G-get off!" he huffed, now starting to wiggle even more under the other.
The hand grasping Deku's wrist grasped even harder, causing Deku to wince in pain. Again he madly wiggled his hips, not only side to side but now back and forth.
This action caused him to stop for a moment, his heart fluttered and face began to heat up.
Every time he wiggled like that caused the two boys to press groins even more then they already were, and each time they rubbed against one another like that it felt. . .
good.
Trying to toss those thoughts from his mind he felt the legs wrapped around his hips tighten.
"Scared of losing again?" Kacchan teased above him, probably taking the red on Deku's face as red from anger and not embarrassment.
At this moment Deku honestly debated on using his quirk, just enough to knock Kacchan off.
There was a pressure against his groin again, Kacchan pressing back against him, causing Deku to breifly lose his train of thought. Was Kacchan doing this on purpose? Did he not feel
this friction too? These thoughts cause Deku to feel even more guilty but. . . even still.
Deku allowed himself to press and wiggle against Kacchan harder, almost losing his rational thoughts in the process. The blonde had remained quiet through the fighting, no expression
on his face as he felt Deku press and wiggling against his crotch.
They locked eyes, the heat between them had grown causing a small amount of sweat to form on their faces, Deku almost to the point of panting. The eye contact caused Kacchan to press
against Deku again, the hand holding the controller placing it down next to them, the hand gripping Deku's wrist still tight on him.
They remained silent, the air almost awkward at this point.
Still keeping his eyes locked on Bakugo, Deku pressed and rubbed against him, this time a small sigh escaping his lips, face still beet red.
Slowly Kacchan brought his face down, red eyes locked with green, thrusting his hips harder now, his face just inches from Deku's.
Kacchan and Deku knew now that they both were gaining pleasure from this, both of them some shade of red, Deku darker then Kacchan.
They both began to find a rythem to their grinding and aknowlaging that they both had formed erections some time ago.
As they began to start panting Kacchan released his grip off Deku's wrist, using both hands to prop himself up before he let out a soft moan.
Hearing this moan Izuku allowed the pressure that had built up in his member to release, feeling the twitching of Kacchan's orgasm too much to take.
Pushing himself off of the smaller hero Katsuki slowly stood up, his legs almost giving out but luckily his endurance and strength pulled through. Before turning on his heels to leave
Kacchan cast a look down to Deku, who was still panting and sweaty, blush still painted across his face, eyes half open.
Not able to say anything Bakugo left.
The sounds video game music could be heard before he closed the door behind him.