From a Man Scorned
Bakudeku
Assholes to lovers trope
"What are you looking for Midoriya?" Ochako questions the man who's rummaging through the kitchen cabinets.
"Oh, hello Ochako-chan!" He blushes at the bubbly girl. "It appears I ate the last of my snacks," he frowns, "guess I need to make a run to the store."
"Awww," she pouts too, "I ran out yesterday."
"Wanna go with me?" He asks her, "shouldn't take long."
"I would, but Mina needs help with her homework." She taps her chin, "but I did overhear Bakugou talking about a trip to the convenience store tonight. Something about Family Mart having a sale on energy drinks."
Izuku's eyes light up, "that's perfect! They should have the latest Shonen Weekly out as well!"
"If I give you some money, could you pick up Hana Yume for me and some snacks?"
"Of course!"
"Great! I'll be right back, my money's in my room."
While he waits for Ochako to return, Izuku watches as Katsuki comes down from the second-floor dorm area. The man goes over to Kirishima and Kaminari, chatting briefly while putting on his jacket. A twinge of heartache settles in Izuku's chest at the sight. Katsuki even cracks a grin at whatever they were talking about. It wasn't fair. For years he's watched this same scene unfold, different people, but the same old Kaachan. Not the friendliest guy, but when he's with those he considers friends, the light in his eyes always pulls a spark of jealousy from Izuku. He wanted to be one of those friends.
He could never understand why Katsuki wouldn't be his friend. Even before his quirk came in, the man always treated Izuku poorly, and once it became clear that he would be quirkless, the taunts became worse, hence the nickname of Deku or useless. Despite it all, Izuku continued to try and befriend Katsuki. Their mothers had been friends since they were infants and encouraged the boys to be the same. His own nickname for the hot head of Kaachan was simply an endearing derivative. Katsuki hated it though because it also meant mother. 'I'm not your mother!' he used to scream at Izuku. No, he clearly isn't his mother. But the nickname stuck.
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Ochako flies down the stairs and hands Izuku a short list and cash. "Thank you again, I really appreciate it!"
"It's no problem," Izuku smiles.
Thank goodness Ochako had come down when she had, for Katsuki had already left a couple of minutes ago alone. Izuku pockets the money and rushes out the door. At first, he doesn't see which way his friend had gone, but checking both directions, he finally sees the faint outline of Katsuki heading towards the southern campus exit. Izuku takes off at a full sprint to catch up.
"Kaachan wait up!" Izuku calls after his oldest friend as the man walks along the sidewalk away from the dorm. "Are you going to the store, can I walk with you?"
"Flake off nerd, I don't want your company," the man responds without turning around, continuing to walk away. All he wanted to do was get his energy drinks and snacks at the convenience store and get back to the dorms. He knew that taking Deku anywhere with him would add time to the trip cause the boy always ended up glued to the magazine rack and that really didn't appeal to him.
"But I need to go to the same place as you." Izuku reaches out to put his hand on Katsuki's shoulder to slow his steps. He was heading in the same direction anyways. "I'll just be…"
"I said fuck off Deku!" Katsuki rips the man's hand off his shoulder.
There was no rhyme or reason to it, but something in such a simple move snaps Izuku's mind. All he had wanted to do was walk to the store with his friend. What was so bad about that?! He could be perfectly fine with Kirishima or Kaminari, or really everyone else, but not him. Every time! Why did Katsuki have to be so mean to him?! Dammit, he was tired of being bullied by Katsuki. All his life being bullied by this man for no valid reason except for what, because he'd grown up quirkless? Bullshit! This one small retort levelled in anger cracks the normally positive young man. He was like a man possessed by the spirit of wrath ready to call upon the hellfire's to avenge him.
"Kami I've had it with you Kaachan! All my life I've tried to be your friend and all you've ever done is pushed me away! You can't handle the fact that I'm now your equal can you, is that why you keep pushing me away?!"
Izuku is seething, furious couldn't explain the intensity of anger coursing through his veins as he stares Katsuki down. His body was electrified, and his quirk surges within his lithe and cut frame. He was done with all the bullshit! It was time to end this with Katsuki once and for all. Either the hot head would acknowledge him, or he would taste the full wrath Izuku was ready to unleash. Forget about the favor he was doing for Ochako, he didn't care that a simple store run has just turned into a grudge match.
Katsuki laughs, this was just Izuku, he reasoned, really, what was this boy going to do to him, throw a tantrum? "Tch. Equal my ass you fucking nerd! And what the hell do I need a mumbling dork like you as a friend?!"
That was it!
"Fuck you Kaachan!" White-hot energy red with desire, percolates like snakes over Izuku's skin. Green lightning explodes around him making his eyes glow. It was all too quick for Katsuki to react before punch after kick is landing full-bore over his body. Izuku was out of control, turning on 50% of his power without a millisecond of thought. A spinning roundhouse to an uppercut sends Katsuki flying backwards into the concrete wall, leveling 10 feet of it. All the while screaming with every nasty thing the man had ever said or done to him. It fueled his drive. Fourteen years of pent up resentment unleashed in seconds on an unsuspecting man.
"Are you kidding me?!" There's no way that Katsuki was going to let Izuku best him so easily! It takes a second to collect himself and get over the shock, but he launches himself from the concrete rubble with blasts from his hands directly at Izuku. Izuku braces for the impact, ready and willing to throw down. The failing light of the day was about to be lit up like a Christmas tree.
By now, the sounds of destruction had caught the attention of their classmates, and several were peeking out of the front door, while others on the upper floors were glued to their bedroom windows. It was intense! The flurry of activity out on the lawn was at a fever pitch. You could barely see what was happening, only streaks of green or white and blasts of orange or red whipping around like a ping pong ball being thrashed back and forth. These two were unloading on each other, and all their classmates could do was pray they didn't take the building down with them.
Katsuki sets up and fires a pinpoint shot at Izuku, but the man dodges and sends blackwhip to grab him before he can reload. "Argh!" He fights against the shadowed bindings that trap and pin his arms to his sides, screaming, "You dirty bastard!" Izuku throws him towards a wall, and just as he's about to hit, he manages to light up his hands at his sides and face them towards the wall, propelling himself away. Katsuki's arms are still pinned to their sides but he succeeds in playing keep away with the shadow and the wall.
"Ugh!" Frustrated, Izuku drops Katsuki from several feet in the air.
The man drops and rolls, popping back to his feet with a taunting smirk.
A showdown ensues, each staring, daring the other to make a move. Calculated attacks were both their specialties, but that always flew out the window when they'd fight, more so on Katsuki's end, but today Izuku was a different man on a mission.
Izuku balls up his fist, "I hate you Kaachan!"
"I hate you Deku!"
Explosive punches sent at the same time and in the same breath of words collide in a massive index. The shockwave created send both men flying backwards. Izuku lands in a tree, cracking it down the center and Katsuki takes down a lamp post. Sparks fly when the bulb hits the ground and explodes. The brief pause in the fighting allows onlookers to see some of the extent of the damage. Both men look like hell and are covered in bloody cuts and bruises. The damage to the property was by far just as bad. Large craters and disturbed earth, concrete walls ruined, and now a tree and lamp post added to the destruction. It was a miracle they'd managed to stay away from any actual buildings.
Izuku scrambles to his feet as Katsuki's pushing the lamp post off of himself. They were both exhausted and running low on energy after going after one another at such full strength. He walks up and stands above his old friend, clutching his arm where it had collided with the tree, just staring and expecting the man to get up. But strangely, he stays down.
"Oi, get up," Izuku taps the man's foot with his own. "Or are you conceding?"
Katsuki had to finally admit that Izuku has grown a lot since those days as a quirkless nobody who'd follow him like a fanboy. It was the first time… he was looking at him like the fanboy, or more like admitting it to himself. There's always been a deep, dark secret as to why he'd pushed Izuku away all these years and one he didn't know if he was ready to divulge.
He lets out a deep exhale. "You win Deku," Katsuki looks away. There was no malice in his tone, no animosity, just a tired man who's accepted fate. "You win okay?"
'OH MY GOD I BROKE KAACHAN!' Izuku's jaw drops. He was shocked. Katsuki doesn't relent. Something was wrong!
A bubbling feeling pools in Katsuki's gut the longer Izuku stares at him. It may have only been seconds that were passing, but it sure felt longer. The man fronting him had gone through fifty shades of red. What was up with Deku?! First, he was so pissed off, he flew at him in a rage and now he was standing there like an idiot flushed or blushing. Ugh! Typical Deku!
Izuku drops to his knees as the gravity of the situation hits. He'd just beat the hell out of his oldest friend. The boy he's always looked up to and admired, and one he held on a pedestal right there along with All Might. Blood was seeping out of a cut near Katsuki's temple and another staining his pants leg. His left eye was bruised and swollen, clothes torn in so many places revealing more bruises and cuts marring his skin. All the anger Izuku had been feeling evaporates. This was his friend. They may not always get along, but whenever shit hits the fan, they still had each other's backs.
"Kaachan…. I'm so sorry…." Tears well up in his eyes. "I-I don't know what came over me."
"Tch, figure's you'd apologize nerd. I ain't been the nicest to ya so there's no reason to be sorry. Besides, you look like shit too." Izuku's eyes, brightened by the moisture clouding them along with the silly sad look on his face made Katsuki's heart flutter. He looks away as a light tinge of pink spoils the serious expression he's desperately holding onto.
Katsuki sits up with one leg straight, the other bent, checking over his own condition. His body ached and stung worse than any fight he's ever had with a villain. He runs a finger over his split lip, licking at the wound, and flinching from the sting. Izuku really got him good this time. It almost brought a swelling of pride to know who he'd chosen…. Katsuki shakes his head, 'don't do it, don't do it!'
"Please forgive me Kaachan," Izuku extends a hand to Katsuki, "I'll help you to medical."
When Katsuki looks up, his resolve withers away. He didn't know if it was the scant light of a lamp post haloing Izuku's head, the bright flash in his friend's eyes, or the dimpled smile… the stupid, goofy smile that is the epitome of Izuku's innocence that finally cracks Katsuki. Okay fine! There's no point in denying it. He's in love with Deku and has been for a few years. This irritating mouse with a heart of steely gold that was everything he wasn't. A yin to his yang in terms of personality who's been with him through thick and thin since they were in diapers.
"Okay." Katsuki takes hold of Izuku's hand, gripping it, but instead of letting the man pull him up, he pulls Izuku down so hard it sends him off-kilter.
"K-Kaach…" Izuku's stumbles, his hands flying forward in an effort to keep himself from falling onto the man.
The hand Katsuki has gripped, he moves and places against Izuku's chest to slow the man's decent, while the other swiftly runs over his cheek, fingers sweeping past to the back of Izuku's head, and pulling downward. Katsuki raises his own head and meets the man halfway, letting their lips collide. 'So soft…' why was he surprised?
Off in the distance, they could hear muffled yelling, but neither of them could understand a word Aizawa was yelling. The whole situation was a mind blur. Izuku was in blissful disbelief that Katsuki was kissing him, kissing him! And as he lay there prone and propped between the man's legs, all he could think about was how surprisingly sweet Katsuki tasted. Stupid thoughts, 'Must be the nitroglycerin…' He never wanted to stop kissing this man! Until now, Izuku had never thought of his old friend in such a way, but things can and do change.
Katsuki puts an arm behind his head as a pillow, as Izuku gives in and relaxes completely against him. The other enjoys its place, cradling and running its fingers through Izuku's unruly, but velvety green hair. Everything about this man was soft and pliable, so much so that Katsuki imagines molding to Izuku in ways that would make any one blush. Izuku fists at his shirt, and that brings a twinge of pleasure to Katsuki to know he was just as into him as he was into Izuku.
"You really can't rid of me now," Izuku teases.
"Yeah…" Katsuki responds with little kisses at the corners of Izuku's mouth, "don't remind me…"
By the time Aizawa and All Might arrive, the two men were still lip-locked and making out right on the edge of the sidewalk completely oblivious to the crowd of students that had finally felt safe enough to venture out of the dorm building. The two teachers, usher the students back in amid camera clicks, then assess the damage. The destruction was evident all around the area, including the boys themselves who looked like they'd been through a war. Tomorrow, they would mete out a punishment, but considering these two boys had finally found a truce, who were they to break things up just yet…