Izuku:

It's been two years since I had left the country. My mom and dad had died in a villain attack, so I left to live with my uncle in Australia. I had learned to surf, skateboard and made a few friends. My uncle was my father's brother. My mom was an only child like me, and her parents had already died in a plane crash before I was born so I never really got to meet them. My father's parents ignored him because he was the rebel child in his family and didn't talk to him for his whole life. My father and Uncle never really talked but they only saw each other rarely and when they did, it was a huge party. My mother never liked parties but rare to see her party. When my parents died, I had no one and he had reached out and taken me under his wing.

I left without any further notice. I told no one. Not even Kacchan. He wasn't my friend anyway. Uraraka would probably miss me.

When I got there, he already had my bedroom set up. He had done research on me and realized I was training to become a pro hero at UA high-school. He was so happy to learn that I hadn't been lazy like my father all the time when he was younger.

I didn't really care what he had to say for a couple of weeks. He noticed that and tried to become closer but I locked myself in my room for three days. It wasn't until one day he barged in with his quirk, "Transform," did he drag my ass out of my room and locked me out of the house for the entire day.

That was the day I had went to the beach and met a girl my age. Angela. She had the most pretty blonde hair, green eyes, and the perfect personality. We linked instantly and came closer every day. My uncle and Angela were the main reason I dragged my sorry ass out of bed.

It wasn't until Angela had brought me to her group of friends. They taught me how to surf, sing, skateboard, fashion, and many other things. I blame them for making me what they thought was "cool."

I felt at home. But I missed my home. After a year, I had forgotten my life back in Japan. I forgot that I had a major crush on Kaksuki. I forgot about my friends. I forgot who I was. I was happy again and I didn't want to go back until I had heard All Might was sick.

And he was dying.

"So you're really going home kiddo?" My uncle's gruff voice sighed.

When I looked up, my uncle's sharp blue eyes pierced into mine. I could tell he was going to miss me. I laughed and clinked my trunk closed, snapping noises echoing in my head. "Yep," I sighed and stood up straight, hosting my trunk upwards and off the bed. I turned towards him and smiled. "I'll be back soon,"

Scoffing, he crossed his arms and looked down at the suitcase. "You must really care about the number one hero," he muttered, his eyes flickering to mine. He looked tired.

I smiled grimly and nodded, walking up to him and hugging him. "You know no one can replace you. You're my second father figure,"

He suddenly burst out laughing and hugged me back, slapping my chest a couple of times. "Damn right!" He grinned and pulled back, nodding towards the car. "C'mon I'm giving you a small gift to always remind you of me,"

Rolling my eyes I knew this had to be good. My uncle never gave out gifts and if he did, it was something good. Walking behind him, I closed my door behind me and walked out of the beach cabin, seeing the car on and running. I stopped and turned towards him, raising an eyebrow. "There's nothing but your care." My uncle rolled his eyes and grabbed my ear and pulled me forwards. I laughed with him as he let go and put my trunk in the back. It was sad seeing him like this, but I was grateful for his gift. I knew he cared a great deal about me.

"What do you think I'm giving you?" He cackled. He hopped in the passenger seat. "C'mon get in! I want to get back here as soon as possible!"

Jaw dropped, I blinked a few times before gulping and getting in the driver's seat.

I had to leave.

All Might was dying...

Sighing I closed my door, five trunks in the kitchen and a dozen of boxes set scattered on the floor. I closed my eyes and heaved in a big breath, shuddering our a shaky breath. This was it. I was back.

I hated every bit of it.

Pushing myself off the door, I turned in the lights and squinted. By the time we had come to my old house, it had been last nightfall and around midnight. It had been a long drive and we almost considered going into a motel but my uncle offered to dive and knowing my Uncle, I knew he wouldn't budge. He was stubborn like that.

Looking around, my heart aches as I looked around my house after two years. Nothing had really changed. Everything was clean and surprisingly nothing was dirty. There was no mail and when I looked into my mother's old room, I realized that someone had changed it.

Someone was living here?

Kaksuki Bakugo was always a trouble maker. He loved to play pranks, he was the class clown but he was always a bully to those who were closer to him. Kaksuki was brought up in an abusive home. His mother would always degrade him on every bit of thing she could find. She was always kind to strangers outside their family, but when it came to pushing to shove and the curtains were closed, it was the quite opposite.

Mizuki Bakugo has an angry personality. She had blonde hair just like her son. Her husband, had brown hair and was always so kind, much opposite from her and that was why she fell in love with him; he was different. Shy. Cute. Funny and very gentle, unlike Mizuki herself who had shared common personalities with, Kaksuki. Her son.

They were both angry. They both had liked spicy food and a taste for music and they both a best friend with particular green hair.

Mizuki has been best friends with a girl named, Inko Midoriya. Mizuki had met her while going for a coffee and had bumped into each other while they were looking for their boyfriends. Turned out their boyfriends were best buds and as they grew closer, they eventually saw each other marry and have kids of their own.

It was a dream of Mizuki's and it had happened.

But that dream turned into a nightmare.

That nightmare meant that Inko and her husband had died.

And that left their son all alone.

When Kaksuki was 4, he was already too close to Inko's son, Izuku. They were basically cousins, but Izuku went a bit too far and liked to think of them as "long-lost brothers." Kaksuki knew that he liked Izuku. Not in a way, normal way adults would call it and it drove Kaksuki's head to the point where he thought it was wrong. His mother always picked on him, so how was he supposed to know that liking guys wasn't a bad thing?

He didn't and that's what made it hard. By the time they were 5, Kaksuki had grown more fond of the nerd, always with him, admiring of how much of a nerd he was and his little cute mumbling problem and his little bob of green hair, but time moved on and Kaksuki had gotten a quirk by age 7.

Izuku didn't.

And it made Kaksuki sad, however, he hid in anger. Bullied him. Although Kaksuki always thought that the nerd had always looked down on him, he couldn't help but ask himself if that was true. Maybe if he bullied the little broccoli enough, then he would always stay. Like a dog too scared to leave. That's what his mother did to him so he never fully understood that it was wrong. So very wrong to do so.

By the time Kaksuki had realized that Izuku was ahead of him with a quirk that wasn't there before, he got into U.A with him and even made some friends. But all too soon, his best friend was gone and so were his parents.

He couldn't even blink.

He couldn't breathe.

He couldn't understand how easily the tables had turned and now that Izuku was gone, Kaksuki was a ball of Anxiety. Kirishima had seen through his anger and came to his aid. After many attempts of trying to push him away, he gave up and eventually let him in.

A year passed and Izuku still didn't come back. Some say that he left to go live with his relative, but others thought he had gotten kidnapped. There were some people who thought that he might've given up on being a hero and came to a villain.

Again, another year passed. Kirishima and the others would always stop by Inko's old house and tidy it up and have a sleepover on the weekends, except they would somewhat get carried away. Sometimes they would have a party or just get drunk and have the best weekend. Nevertheless, there were times where Bakugo and Kirishima would just hang out at Inko's old place and watch a movie together and make out (seeing that Kirishima finally got through Bakugo's head) and fall asleep.

Soon, another year was about to pass. Christmas was a month away and Kaksuki had gotten the news that All Might was in the hospital. It devastated those who looked up to him, but Kaksuki was the worse one. Was he really going to die? What about future peace? The-Number-One Hero? What would happen if he were to die? Where was Deku?!

The week class 1-A found out, the boys decided to have a let-go party at Inko's. Denki brought the beer, Kirishima brought the snakes, Bakugo brought the movies and Sero brought the weed. No one knew about the parties they would have. Not even the girls. No one, but themselves.

And this was going to be one of the best parties there was this weekend. Kaksuki was excited, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel sad whenever he thought of Izuku and his parents.

Has Izuku finally given up?

Starting up the music, Kirishima turned off the lights and shut the door, grinning ear to ear as he lifted up a beer. "To the top hero!" He rose his beer bottle and earned cheers from his former classmates.

Bakugo smiled sadly and raised his beer in the air. "To the top hero." He repeated.

"Cheers!"

Frowning, Izuku turned towards his old bedroom door. People were in his house. "Listen, thank you for the car, call me when you've boarded off the plane?"

"Yes of course. I hope everything goes well."

"Thanks. You too."

"Bye."

"Bye." Click.

Shoving his phone in his pocket, Izuku inhaled sharply as he made his way into the hall. He had thought that once he had left, someone would move in and take over the house, and now that he was here and realizing that it might be true, he regretted his wish.

Reaching his room, he glanced across the hall and saw his parent's room directly beside his. His heart saddened at the thought of them. Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to whoever was in his house - in his room - and took a deep breath before reaching out and grabbing the doorknob. Pushing the door open, he stepped in and meet his eyes with his old classmates. Frozen, he locked eyes with Bakugo who seemed just as surprised as he did.

"Midoriya!" Mina squealed out, getting up and charging at him with full force. Gasping, they fell to the ground with Mina in his arms, crying. "I thought I'd never see you again!" She whined, sniffling. Sitting up, she glared and punched him in the arm.

"Ow, what the fuck was that for?!" Izuku exclaimed, getting back up to his feet. He looked down at Mina and offered a hand, helping her to her feet.

She puffed her cheeks, accepting his hand and getting up. "You never said goodbye!" She snapped.

Izuku smirked. "You would've tried to make me stay." He let go of her hand and shoved his own hand in his pocket.

"So?" She glared playfully. She froze."WHY IS YOUR VOICE SO DEEP-" She let out a gasp as she took a step back, her hands covering her mouth as she looked him up and down in shock, a small blush going onto her cheeks. "You're so tall now!" She cried, turning back around and into his room, going back on his bed.

Raising a questionable eyebrow, he cleared his throat. He turned to the others. Denki raised his hand and waved, nodding his head. "Long time no see man." He got up and stepped over his old classmates, walking up to Izuku and giving him props. "Where've you been?"

Izuku grinned. "Australia man!"

Denki scoffed, raising an eyebrow. "No way?" He seemed impressed.

Izuku nodded his head and leaned his body a bit back. "I got the news about All Might and just got out of my car." He took his hand out of his pocket and pointed his thumb towards the kitchen, tilting his body in the direction. "My uncle helped me bring in my boxes and suitcases."

Kirishima popped up from Denki, giving Izuku a hopeful smile. "So that means you're staying?"

Izuku looked away, scratching his nails as he looked down at his hands. "Not exactly."

Kirishima's face dropped. He walked out from behind the electric user and gave Izuku a hug. He slapped his back twice. "Either way man, good to see you."

Izuku laughed and slapped him back. "You too."

Pulling back, Kirishima's eyes checked Izuku's body out impressed. "How'd you get so cool?" He looked up and pouted. "And tall." He spat, glaring at his height compared to Kirishima's. He was a head taller than all of them.

"I told you!" Mina's voice chirped up.

Denki turned towards Mina and rolled his eyes smiling. "No one said they doubted you."

Sero got up as well and walked up beside Izuku, smiling. "Welcome home."

Izuku Midoriya was finally home - but he also forgot that this is where his childhood bully ex cush was here - and it was freaky. Everyone (but Bakugo of course) had been welcoming him home, catching him up on everything.

Turns out that Denki had a major crush on Jiro, but he got rejected because Jiro said 'he was too dumb and foolish' so he changed and Shinso and he were now dating. Who knew? Denki also had been training a lot the past two (almost two) years and had improved. There was a festival that happened again and when he went up against Jiro, he kicked her ass. He also has a job at the bank.

As for Mina, she met a producer during the singing festival and had given her an opportunity to become a backup dancer for famous singers and she had agreed. Now she's famous. She goes by Queen Ali now, but her hero name is still the same. (She's a single pringle 😭) Mina's pretty rich now.

Sero became a hero (as so did the others) and hadn't really done anything flashy like his teammates. Yes, they're still in school, but they're on patrol now, saving lives. There have been way too many villain attacks in the city, but it's been peaceful. He's also hooking up with Momo. Sero has a job as a sales staff.

Kirishima became a pro-hero just like he wanted. He has Bakugo as a boyfriend and surprisingly, doesn't have a job. Kirishima gets paid for being a hero (with his fans and all the people he saves).

Bakugo still hasn't talked since Izuku had gotten there, but from what he's learned, he finally got convinced to take anger management classes and it actually helped. People like him more. He's kinder. Ever since Izuku left, he's been different. Even his hero name changed to Kacchan.

Sighing, Izuku closed his eyes as he shut his front door. His shoulders slumped down and he felt the pressure of coming back, the memories creeping back into his head. Everything wasn't supposed to be stressful. Now, he has to get a job, redo his hero course and be able to pay for this house. Either Auntie was paying for the house or Bakugo was. Maybe All Might.

"Hopefully they'll give me a quick test to see if qualify to be a pro hero and let me catch up easily with the others," Izuku said softly to himself, pushing himself off of the door and over to the kitchen. His eyes skimmed over the view, looking at each box that was scattered messily on the floor, some of the suitcases on the couch or on the counter. One of them in the sink. Rubbing his face, he felt bags under his eyes. Today was a long day.

Yawning, Izuku turned towards the hallway, shutting off the kitchen light and walking over to his room, and stepping in. When he stepped in, he saw Bakugo sitting on the bean bag that laid in front of his bed on his phone. Izuku leaned against the door frame and frowned. He crossed his arms over his chest and studied Bakugo. He still had his blonde hair, but he wore glasses now. He wore a crimson red plus-ultra sweater under his opened black tux, the collar out. His pants were dressed pants, but they were wrinkled.

Lifting his head up, his eyes locked with Izuku's. He still hadn't spoken a word since he saw Izuku. He barely looked at him. Izuku wanted to say something, but he couldn't. He was stuck gazing into his bullies eyes, he didn't realize that Katsuki had spoken.

"I asked you a question." Bakugo rose his voice, getting Izuku's attention. He didn't sound irritated or angry.

Izuku sighed again, untangling his arms off his chest so he could reach up and shake his hair. He closed his eyes and yawned. "My bad." He opened one eye and stared at the tv in his room. That was new, but so was everything else. "What was your question?"

"I usually sleep here, but if you're not comfortable with that I could go back home and sleep there. Would you prefer that?" His red eyes peered into Izuku's soul.

Turning his eyes away from the tv and back to Bakugo's, he frowned, taken aback. "You-" Shaking his head, he looked down and scoffed, smiling as he laughed softly. He stopped talking. Rubbing his face tiredly, he walked into his room and took off his shoes, throwing them beside his nightstand. "There's no way I'm sleeping in my parent's room so you can sleep in the guest room."

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