It's been four years and he can admit, if only to himself, that maybe running away with someone he was only vaguely sure was Kacchan wasn't one of his smartest ideas. See it sort of went down like this. His mother had taken him to a park because it was socially expected of her to make sure that her child did not become a shut in, antisocial, plague on humanity. Now being the good samaritan that she was she decided that this was a wonderful idea that needed to be followed.

This had lead to him being alone, surrounded by loud children, in the middle of summer. Now some might think that Izuku would love children, seeing as his former occupation choice was to be a hero. And while that may have been true, the difference between now and then was that in his former life he had at least been taller than the little shits. It was at that moment that Izuku looked up into the sky and accepted death.

Or at least that was what he had been trying to do before someone threw a goddamn stone at him. This of course was met with minor disbelief. That minor disbelief soon turned into major disbelief. What the fuck? Did a literal child just throw a stone at him? He turned to see who the little demon spawn that apparently liked to bludgeon people in the head with stones in their free time was. All he needed to see was blond hair and red eyes before the meaning of true fear once again was presented to him. All they needed to to now was put a freakin bow on it.

"Oi deku, dont fuckin' ignore me you nerd. I know that's you. No one else is that fucking over dramatic," ok, first of all rude. Second of all Kacchan sure knows how to hit you where it hurts doesn't he? And finally third of all, ohmyfuckinggodhe'snotalone!

Ok so maybe he should have lead with the excitement about not being the only one to make it to this strange world, but you know what? This is his mind and he gets to decide the order of importance.

"Kacchan? Is that really you?" if looks could kill Izuku would be dead, then brought back to life, only to be killed again.

"No, it's your fucking fairy godmother, who fucking else would it be?" the sarcasm is not appreciated nor wanted. He also knows on good authority that it could be a demon spawn that was sent to fuck with him. In fact that theory was looking more and more possible. It would make sense, he thinks look at the blond with narrowed eyes. Actually maybe Kacchan had always been a demon and it was only now that his true nature was being shown.

It would make sense, after all a person couldn't possibly be that dark and twisted without a reason. It would also make sense for why he was so attractive. It could be his demon genes showing themselves in case he needed to seduce someone in order to convince them to sell their soul.

*smack*

"Ow, Kacchan, why did you do that?" Izuku whines. Katsuki looks at him like he has never seen someone so stupid and idiotic. Which is rude.

"I don't have time for your moronic mumbling. Look we don't have a lot of time before our parents take us home. Do you remember how we died?" Katsuki asks. Izuku looks at him for a moment before letting his serious side take over. While joking and not taking anything too serious wasn't the best coping mechanism, it was better than nonstop panic. Not that he didn't still panic, it was just hidden underneath a shit ton of sarcasm.

What Kacchan was asking of him was something that Izuku knew was going to reopen a lot of festering wounds. Still, this was something that seemed highly serious. So he put on his game face before remembering the day that ruined absolutely everything he had worked so hard for. The day he that had killed his dream, had killed him, and most importantly, had killed his classmates and friends. He, Iida, and Uraraka had been planning to go out and spend time together like normal friends should. He remembers seeing Todoroki and deciding to invite him along. Not out of pity for his tragic backstory, but because he thought that maybe Todoroki could become his friend now that the sports festival was over. To him it had seemed that they had become closer.

So he had asked him if he wanted to come along. To his relief and excitement Todoroki had said yes. This had of course meant that it had been a total surprise to Uraraka and Iida when they had shown up together. The two had quickly adapted and welcomed the socially awkward teen with open arms. They had ended up going to a cat cafe because Uraraka had learned that none of the other three had ever gone before.

As they had all sat down together and slowly grown used to each other in a way that they had not before, loud familiar curses and laughter had brought their attention to the front of the store. Izuku will never know how but Kirishima had managed to convince Kacchan into going into a cat cafe. Kirishima had seen them and started coming towards them, pulling a very reluctant Kacchan with him.

They pulled up two chairs and sat with them. At first this arrangement had been awkward, but with the the combined powers of Kirishima, Izuku, and Uraraka they had managed to make sure that it didn't stay that way for long.

The next time the door was opened Izuku was the only one paying attention. There standing in all his coffee inhaling glory, stood Shinso. He only needed to take one look at the group before deciding that leaving would be best for his remaining sanity. Unfortunately for him, Izuku was not letting him leave that fast.

He had stood up from his chair at the table, jumped over the table, and then tackled Shinso to the fucking ground. The pure horror and misery on Shinso face could not have been faked even if he had wanted it to be.

At that point he had dragged Shinso to their table, forced him into a chair, sat across from him, and had told him that they were now friends whether the other liked it or not. As things slowly went back to normal, the group could not help but gape at him for a solid minute.

Then of course like most things in life, it all went to shit. It was around the time that that they were ready to go home that they heard a loud bang. As they rushed outside they noticed that the one fighting what they assumed to be a villain, was Aizawa sensei. It was around that time that Izuku's vision started to blur. In the end all he remembers is horrible, horrible pain. And then, the sweet release of death.

As he comes back from the memory he looks back at Kacchan, wondering if there was a purpose for what he had to relive.

"Yes and no, I remember what had happened on the day we died but I don't remember exactly how we died, anyway why did you want to know?" Izuku says shrugging. His eyes though are sharp and cold in a way that they hadn't ever been in his first life.

"Think deku, if we died on the same day and came back then there's a possibility that we aren't the only ones that are here" Kacchan looks hopeful in a way that Izuku has never seen before. He wonders briefly weather the idea had any merit. After all it might have just been them that died. Or maybe they hadn't been reincarnated, or maybe they had been but in a different world. In the end the possibilities were limitless.

But looking at Kacchan's hopeful eyes made him want it to be true, even if it was selfish. But wasn't it ok to be selfish for once in his life?

"Alright, say that they have been reincarnated with us, what are we gonna do about it?" Izuku asks, genuinely curious on the answer. For once in the entire conversation Kacchan looks nervous, like he doesn't know for sure how his idea might go over

"We can run away" Kachan's answer is softly spoken. Izuku takes a moment to simply look at him before he starts laughing hysterically. Kachan turns red and hits Izuku on the head. Thankfully since he's only four it doesn't hurt as much as the ones he used to dish out when he was a teen.

"Ow, I was going to say ok but if you want to be like that you can forget about it" Izuku says pouting. Kachan looks shocked for a second before a grin overtakes his face.

"Stupid deku, should have just said that instead of laughing like an idiot" Izuku simply smiles, happy that his childhood friend wasn't nervous anymore. Not only that but he was nicer to. Maybe the years alone have been just as hard for him as they were for Izuku.