I hope the summary wasn't too confusing. This AU is basically a butterfly effect, if Bakugou went into the Hero Course without Midoriya. I'm going to be ignoring all of the main plot of BNHA. So no One For All, no League of Villains, no abduction. So sit back and enjoy this idea that came to me randomly.

(The Beginning of a New School Year)

A week has already passed since U.A. High School has started back up again. All of the students have already settled down into the dorms and were getting back to the school system. In the 2-A Dorm was a small meet and greet for the students of the new class to introduce each other. The new 2-A Class has a mixture of students from Class 1-A and 1-B form the previous year, and someone who transfered from the General Department. Some of the students have found it frustrated and pointless to partake since they knew each other in the prior year, but it was mandatory.

The events were flowing nicely, it seemed like everyone was getting along well. That was until a certain spikey amber-blond distant himself from a group to check his phone. When he made his abstant and unlocked his phone, his face turned to one of aggression and the he screamed in frustration.

"AHHHHHHHH!" The scream caught the attention of a few students, mainly a boy with red hair and a girl with brown. The blonde threw his phone to a wall, leaving a small hole as it stuck out. He turned around to face to the elevator entrance to the boy's wing. "I'm down with this shit!"

The girl grabbed the phone from the wall, to her surprised it wasn't cracked. 'This is one heck of a case.' The girl thought to herself. An even bigger surprise was that the phone was still on and unlocked. The girl couldn't help but read whatever the boy was reading, he eyes shot wide open.

The boy from before walked up to her, wondering what made his friend walk away and the other paused. "Uraraka, do you have any idea what that was about?"

"Look Kirishima!" Uraraka got close to the male's shoulder so they could share the screen. It was an article, with an enlarged picture of the blonde teen restrained like in the sport festival. The title of the screen was "Help Stop this Villain Among Heroes!"

The two of them looked at one another and simultaneously nodded. "Hey Bakugou! Wait Up!" They quickly walked off, stopping anyone who was wanted to help too, but that would be one too many.

Katsuki Bakugou was a kid with a powerful quirk since his youth and has shows promise becoming the Number One Pro Hero. His dream was surpass All Might, and was willing to do anything. Bakugou managed to enroll into the best hero school in the city, getting the highest score at the entrance exam. He even ranked first in the sports festival, despite the unique visuals.

The blonde teen felt that there was nothing that could stop him, as if he was on top of the world. However, he reached his first hiccup at the Provisional License Exam. He failed to get his hero license when a majority of his classmates passed. He did managed to rebound by getting his hero license months later through remedial lessons, but he knew he was behind his peers.

When he officially got his license, Bakugou tried to apply to a lot agencies. Most of them found the teen interesting and scheduled interviews with him. However, after meeting with him in person, there opinions of him soon change. E-mail after email, Bakugou received messages stating that he didn't get the position. Some of them would explain that his 'personality' was incapable with their own. Bakugou interpret the messages differently, to him, they were just a big 'Fuck You!'

Becoming desperate, Bakugou was forced to rely on something he didn't want to do. Best Jeanist Agency. During the internship program, he was able to get some mentoring under the 5th ranking hero at that time. He was offer a spot when he got his license, but he wasn't one to take handouts. But his first year was over and he doesn't have the experience to show for it, so he swallowed his pride and got a job at the agency. The only condition was switch the black pants to his customs to blue jeans.

… (Two Weeks Prior to the Beginning of Bakugou's Second Year) …

"THIS IS ANNOYING!" Bakugou was ticked off. He was doing patrol with one of the many sidekicks of Best Jeanist. "When does the real shit start!?" Over the summer, nothing was going on, tt was a quiet summer with no crime, at least when he was on patrol. All of the work over summer involved either walking around or paperwork.

Athlete, the sidekick on patrol with Bakugou, looked at the angered hero. "All of this silent is good Bakugou. It means the city at peace." His words weren't going through, so Athlete tried a different method. "There is an hour left till we switch, I'll treat you to lunch."

Taking a deep breath through his noised, Bakugou calmed himself down. 'PATIENT! I just have to be PATIENT!' Without the school, Bakugou lacked a place to released this build up of energy. It was limited to his biweekly sparring matches against Kirishima and his hardening quirk.

Half an hour later on patrol, the duo heard commotion coming from blocks away. The two of them started to head in the direction of the screams. "I'LL RUSH AHEAD!"Bakugou said with a smile as he lifted himself with explosions and flew in the direction of screams.

"Wait!" Athlete shouted, but the blonde was already around the corner.

Using his quirk in the city after for so long pumped adrenaline into Bakugou. He felt his blood flow, his mind was rushing with thoughts. 'What going on?! Who can I smash?!' The teen rapidly moving his head, he looked around and saw people running out of an electronic store. 'THERE!' A man twice the size of a full grown human and a large build exited the store. Bakugou started to dive bomb towards the large man. "DIE!"

The man looked up in surprised. Before he could respond, Bakugou swung his hand into the man's chest and activated his quirk,creating a large explosion sending the bulky man flying into the store. He slammed into a shelf, knocking it over. There were holes on his shirt with burns on his chest, blood could have been seen dripping from his nose and mouth, showing signs of a concussion.

Bakugou planted his feet on the ground, into a stance preparing for anything. He looked in to analyzed the situation. His face instantly became dumbfounded, he saw three people wearing identical black mask and hoodies. His head turn to the man, he then realized that the man who was currently not moving was a bystander. 'SHIT!'

What transpired the next morning created an everlasting effect on the internet. Heroes stopping crimes was a daily thing, unless it was a major incident, the headlines would only stick for a few days at most. However, the incident with Bakugou and the electronic store created a trend on the internet. Although Bakugou did manage to capture the robbers without any more damage to civilians or the store, everyone focused on Bakugou's initial assault. This was the worst way for a hero to have there day view.

Bakugou's face wa something that the internet was already familiar with. They weren't using his hero name, B.E.K., but a name given to him by the media. was spread. The Villain Among Heroes. He employment at the agencies was terminated and days later, his Hero License was temporarily suspended until further notice. The last words of advice Best Jeanist gave him was not to add fuel to the fire.

For the next few days, he did his best listening to the advice. Bakugou kept to himself everytime people approached him outside of his home. He did not respond to the numerous messages flooding his social media. There were people with cameras outside of his home wanting to get an interview, but Bakugou remained unphased. His online accounts were bombarded with series of death threats telling him to kill himself. All he wanted to do was tell them all to screw off, but he listen to the words of the hero's he followed.

The best news Bakugou received that he was still attending U.A. Highschool for a second year. When he went back into the dorms, he intacted less with the media because of the school's security, locking himself behind campus security.

No one dared to approach Bakugou about the topic in school, so the first week of school proceeded normally. As time passed, the amount of messages he received started to settle down, so did the news. His attitude started to improve, hat was until his mother sent him a link to an article. It was about a petition, dedicated to permanently suspend all of B.E.K.'s Hero Activity.

"Bakugou, open the door!" Kirishima and Uraraka were standing in front of the door. Kirishima was trying to open the door, but it was lock. "Let us in so we can help you."

The door didn't open. "I'M FINE!" The blondes screams could be heard through the door, after something sound like slamming against a wall. "GO BACK DOWNSTAIRS!"

Uraraka placed her hand on the door, she spoke in a calm tone. "No one else it here. It's just Kirishima and I." Silent soon followed. There was a knock at the door from Kirishima. Bakugou opened the door to his darkroom. The first thing they saw were the threatening red eyes. "... Bakugou …"

The explosion quirk user let the two into the room that was semi-trashed, with some cloths flung around and bits of electronic pieces. The two swore they saw a button to a calculator. Bakugou kicked the mess around a small table, which the three proceeded to sit. "What do you want to know?" Bakugou looked at the two of his closer colleagues from the previous years.

Almost in unison. ""How are you feeling?""

Just like that, Bakugou released everything onto them. He told them about the internal anger that was building up, the regret he was feeling when he realized what he had done, and the rage that came from reading that his dream could have come to an end just as it was about to start. It was was getting to him.

Kirishima and Uraraka were amazed by Bakugou's expression. Over the year they known one another, Bakugou has never been one to shown one of defenseless. He has always been strong. "I just want this to be over!" He rubbed his eyes one last time, agitating his red eyes further.

"Bakugou! Listen to me, I'm sure everything will be alright in a month. Tops." Kirishima spoke confidently. "All we have to do is find a way to turn the media into favor, or something."

"I can't do that." Calming his breaths, Bakugou responded. "My hero license was taken away so I can't do anything to improve my name."

Uraraka pointed her finger up like she had an idea. "How about you write something, like what you said to us? A public apology."

"I already thought about that! If I post some SHIT online, somehow, someway, they'll take it against me." Taking his phone back from Kirishima, Bakugou ran through his phone to show off his old tweets that had nothing to do with the incident. People were taking the words and making indirect connections.

After some time has passed from them brainstorming, they came up with a few ideas. However, one of them found a way to turn it down. Then Uraraka thought of something. "Guys, hear me out. I know someone that can help us." Now that she caught there attention, she continued. "He's a student from the Management Department, you might remember him from the Sports Festival." She agitated her hair a bit. "He had long curly purple hair."

Kirishima nodded his head. "I think I remember him."

"No." Bakugou blankly said it out loud.

"Well, the students in that department work on managing hero agencies. He told me that he ranked top of his classes. He's also on good terms with the Big 3." Uraraka pulled out her phone revealing her friends contact information. The name on the phone with a purple background was Daiki Minami. "A few agencies are already shouting him. I'm sure he can help us?"

"No!" Bakugou shouted out. "I don't want more people to get involved."

"Oh yeah! I remember Amajiki talking about him" Kirishima grabbed the phone. "This like this idea. He might come up with anything good, so let's hear him out."

Bakugou looked at the two of them. An hour ago, he would have denied it, but he just got two people involve. "Fuck it. Message him." The girl with the gravity quirk started typing on her phone and sent a message retaining there situation. In a couple of minutes they got a replied.

"He said he would like to meet us at his dorm tomorrow."

It was about to be noon and the trio were standing in front of the dorms for Class 2-I. The building looked identical to their own. According the messages sent, the management student asked them to meet in front of his dorm at noon. The three of them were wearing casual clothes, they weren't sure what to be expecting. "Where's the fucker at?!" Bakugou was watching his watch aggressively. "He said 12 O'clock?!"

"Calm down Bakugou, he still has a minute?" Kirishima raised his arms in defense. "Uraraka, do you have any new messages?"

The burnette pulled out her phone. "No, but he usually shows up on time. He's never early or late when we hang out."

Bakugou lifted up his chin, he took notice to her words. 'How often do they hang out?'

When Bakugou finished his thoughts, the glass door to the building opened up. "Good, the medium sized room would be big enough for us." Standing in the doorway was a teen about the same height as Kirishima and he did match Uraraka description. He has long curly hair, longer than the girl's short bob cut and no unusual eyes has a sort of comfort in them, they were a nice dark purple color, similar to his hair. He did dressed in a business casual. Daiki turned to Uraraka and smiled. "Long time no see Ochaco."

She lightly chuckled. "Oh Daiki, it hasn't been that long."

'Ochaco … Daiki …' Bakugou was noting that the two of them were on first name basis, and for some reason, he wanted to make his presence known. "So, you must be Curls?"

Daiki showed off a small smile. "Where are my manners? My name is Daiki Minami. But please, any friends of Ochaco can call use whatever you seem fit." He looked at the two males with gentile purple eyes as he reached out an open palm.

It was Kirishima that grabbed Daiki's hand first. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Eijin Kirishima."

Upon hearing the name, Daiki grip tighten and the intensity of the shake increase. "Kirishima. You must be Red Riot." The red head was surprised. "I heard a lot from Amajiki about you, and I'm admire your work with Fat Gum."

Kirishima expression of the kid improved, Uraraka only message about Bakugou. He wasn't expected to get recognize. He also noted that he had a firm grip, like a man. When he let go, Daiki rotated towards Bakugou. After a second of being empty handed, Bakugou shook it. "I'm Katsuki Bakugou."

"I already know who you are Kac … Katsuki Bakugou." He opened the glass door, holding it open for the others. "Let's talk inside, I already prepared a room for use to talk in."

All of them followed. "Hey Daiki, your dorm are just like ours."

"All of the dorms should be built the same, but a few students of management have requested a few remodels." He led them to the second floor in the boys dorm. "Since we have a balance of boys and girls, we don't need all the floors, so we converted the second one for practice meeting rooms."

There was a total of three doors down the hall. The three of them walked into the door in the middle, leading to a room with a round table that can fit up to 6 people. Monitors were on the walls around the whole room. In the center of the table were bottled water and small cookies. The three of them were surprised to the preparations, despite the plain expression on Bakugou. "Daiki, I appreciate you hearing us out, but you didn't need to go this far."

"It's no problem Ochaco, I already planned on approaching Bakugou so you actually helped me. Now let's take a seat." The three Heros Students sat down on one side of the table. Uraraka was the first to dig into the sweets, while Kirishima was sipping the water. Bakugou, on the other hand, still appeared on his guard, sitting directly opposite to the management student. "Now Bakugou, tell me everything."

It didn't take long before Bakugou started sharing his point of view. Along the explanation, Uraraka and kirishima shared their ideas too. Daiki sat quietly and nodded, listening to everything they had to say. " … and that's it. Uraraka told us about you and here we are." Bakugou finished his explanation with his arms crossed.

The purple hair teen fidgeted with his fingers, he looked at the three of them and then grinned a bit. "Man … you fucked up." What soon followed was a small paused, everyone was processing what was happening. The one who was the most surprised was Uraraka, all of the time she known Daiki, he never did anything like this.

"YOU FUCKING CURLS FOR BRAINS!" Bakugou yelled across the table, slamming his hands on the table.

"Daiki, that wasn't cool." Kirishima reached out a bit, preparing to grab Bakugou if he tried anything. "Lets all calm down. Bakugou, he probably meant something else."

"No I didn't."

"Daiki!" Uraraka, still shocked from her friend's new attitude, jumped up. "Didn't you said you wanted to help?"

"He's trying to help himself!" Bakugou looked at Daiki up and down. "A genius student solving an impossible problem will definitely leave one hell of an impression. He's taking advantage of us, just like them." Of course he was referencing the new people that stood outside of his home.

"No, that's not true." Uraraka tried to defend her friend. "Is it true Daiki?"

The purple haired teen slightly nodded his head. "That's a portion, but it's more of a mutual benefit."

"I'm done with you." Bakugou stood up. "WE'RE LEAVING!" He started making his way to the door while the two remained seated, they were wondering what they can say or do. Just as he was half way, Daiki reached beneath the table for a device. He raised his wiped his hand into the air, and at the same time clicked on the device. The screens around the room turned on, each one having their own unique picture. Bakugou stopped where he stood; the three hero course students looked around.

"Does anyone recognize the symbol on that screen?" Daiki pointed to the screen behind him that had the letters 'MQD' in bright bolded orange letters. The three of them were silent. "No one? Well that's the logo for the Mutant Quirk Discrimination Organization. That's the group responsible for setting up the petition that's gonna stop your hero career at this rate."

"Daiki, where are you going with this?" Kirishima was in dazed at all of the pictures.

"In situations like this, large organizations would like to set an example. No matter who it is." The tone in Daiki's voice shifted. "They have the power to stop you, putting your career as a hero to a halt."

"They wouldn't do that, right?"

"When quirks first developed, an eleven year old was trial as an adult for actions of vigilante. Because of him, a hero went out of intermission. Not to mention letting the villains getting away, to never be caught." There was a picture of a boy in handcuffed and taken out of court on the screen behind the heros. "He was found guilty by association to the crime and sentence him thirty long years. They did this to establish a point, to stop vigilante. Sure it's not much of a problem now, but a point has been made."

Once more, they were left speechless. "Don't get me wrong, this is not a threat. I'm just stating facts and truths." Daiki stood up and walked till he was face to face with Bakugou. "I know there is potential in you since the day I saw you in action. You have the skills it take to get into the Top 10 faster than Hawk."

Awakening form his stunned, Bakugou finally said something. "You got all that from the Sports Festival!?"

Daiki's eyes slightly opened. "Yeah." His phrasing was off, as if he realized his mistake. He reached out a palm. "I'm want to help save your career as a hero. What do you say?"

Bakugou starred at the hand, he gave one heck of a performance, that left the other two dumbfounded. "All right Curls, I'll listen what you have to say." He then locked hands with Daiki. The two smiled … temporarily, until he yanked Daiki towards him so they were face to face. "You better not be all talk, cause I'm sure you seen what I'm capable of." He released his grip and Daiki back away. The two of them sat down in their original spot."Now, what's your idea?"

Daiki smiled and then he started speaking. It didn't take them half an hour before he finished the first step to his "Revival Plan." It took them some persuading, mostly convincing Bakugou, to do anything to improve B.E.K.'s image. Upon his explanation, Daiki decided to call it a day and walked all three of them back to the entrance.

"So this is the power of the management course." Kirishima was amazed, although he was a friendly guy, he rarely interacted with people from the other courses. Bakugou and Uraraka were walking ahead. "Daiki, you're saying you're doing this for mutualism sake, but I know you see the good in Bakugou and you're helping him cause you want to, I can respect that." The teen raised his hand into the air, giving props.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, he rubbed the back of his head. "Thanks Kirishima."

The group said their byes. Daiki stayed at the door waving as the three of them walked away. "Daiki is a good guy, I see why you hang around him Uraraka." Then a thought suddenly crossed his mind. "Umm … Uraraka, I never caught Daiki's quirk. Does he have some type of intelligent enhancer?" This sparked Bakugou's interest too, and further intrigue them was the light chuckle Uraraka gave.

"He doesn't have anything like that. What we saw was all him." It took a second for the data to process. "Daiki's quirkless."

"What!?" Bakugou shouted out loud. 'I accepted help from a quirkless person.' He appeared agitated, and internally, he was beating himself up. Then he thought about the way Daiki was talking. 'At least this one has a spine.' When they back to there dorms, they settled down. Bakugou immediately went to his room and started writing draft for an apology as instructed by Daiki.

It was already the evening when Daiki decided to lounge around the common area. He was enjoying an interview with heroes in the area. He already cleaned up the conference room and relaxing for the week to come, since the preparation was already complete.

In the middle of the interview, a girl with purple hair and blonde roots approached Daiki. She was hiding something behind her back. Neither of them were talking, but Daiki took the bait and spoke first. "How are you Saeko?"

"I'm alright. … Hmmm. Daiki. … Can I asked you for a favor?" She revealed what was behind her, it was an empty boy of hair dye. "Do you have a spare box? I really don't want to leave the campus just for dye."

Daiki nodded. "I should have a box in my room." The two walked up to the third floor in the boy's wing. He walked in and dig around in the bathroom looking for the spare box. "Here you go." He tossed a purple box to Saeko and when she caught it, she became cheerful. "Just promised to pick me up a box when you can."

"You're a lifesaver." She looked into the boy's room, seeing it convert from head to toe with various heroes merchandise.. "You know Daiki, I not used to you being this much of a fanboy for heroes." She raised her arms in defense. "Nothing wrong with that. Thanks again for the dye." She left to her own bathroom.

'I guess I do have a lot.' Daiki took a good look. Half of the merchandise was All Might, but over the last two years, he spread out his collection to other heros. He looked back at himself in the mirror. 'Well, since I'm not going out later, might as well clean up.' Daiki grabbed some makeup removal and wiped his face cleaned. He was rubbing his cheeks, removing layers to reveal freckles. After he washed up, he took off the contact his was wearing revealing some light green eyes. "I'll try my best to help you Kacchan."

For those of you who haven't figured it out, Daiki is Izuku Midoriya. In all honestly, I believe Midoriya would have qualified for the Management Course over General Studies. I'm gonna leave this as a cliffhanger for the next chapter.

On a side note, the original draft for this fic was about Mineta coming to Midoriya (who graduated top of his class in Management) post graduation asking for his guidance to rise in the ranking of heroes. That would have been different. I hoped you enjoyed this and feel free to share your thoughts.