The campus was quiet as per usual for Saturday afternoons at Yuuei. Most students were back home for the weekend except for the few who stood behind for varies reason. For Midoriya it was his rigorous training with Almight and for Todoroki it was to escape his insufferable father. Iida claimed it was for his studies but it was guilt that held him there. It was hard now that his brother was back home and even harder to see him wheel around. The trio strolled through campus grounds enjoying the bit downtime.

Though the afternoon had started out with clear skies the clouds overhead started to collide. The overcast blackened the air and created a band of winds that whizzed through the atmosphere. It seemed there was a storm a foot. The winds roared and twisted the clouds into a vortex. A funnel descended from the storm, spindling the air into a tunnel and from that jet stream a king was delivered.

The clouds broke free the storm had died out and as soon as it came was as soon as it went. Amid the ruminants of the twister was a blonde dressed in unusual attire. Fur sat atop his shoulders, his chest bare and his midriff exposed. The deviant looked around and caught sight of the trio.

"Is that Bakugou?" Iida reached for his face to make sure his glasses were there.

Todoroki shrugged and Midoriya utter his name in a low whisper. "Kacchan?"

The blonde ran towards the group and brought the greenette into his embrace. The hold was warm but desperate and Midoriya who was now pressed against his chest could tell that his heart was off rhythm. Oddly enough the greenette allowed himself to melt into the embrace, as the heat of the blonde transferred into his cheeks. After a moment of comfort the blonde shook his shoulders back to get a better look at the greenette.

Embarrassment had him flustered and the rush of blood to his face colored him red. It took him a moment before he could register what had just occurred. Bakugou had hugged him? And not just that, it seemed to give him relief. But what had him on edge?

Midoriya was too dazed to question the act and could only manage to stare on in bewilderment as the blonde rambled on. "Where'd you run off too? I searched far and wide." The unsettled teen looked around suspiciously. "This place, it is much different then the other realms." Now wary he looked into those wide greens, "I know I promised to be less protective but wherever this is, I feel it is unnatural."

Midoriya stared blankly. There was a perplexity to his expression. The Yuuei student did not understand what the blonde was rambling on about? For some reason Bakugou had seemed somewhat distressed and it was weird to see him in such a state considering he had never seen him unnerved in all the years he'd know him.

The teen who resembled his childhood friend furrowed his brows, more desperate then before. "You must promise me you'll remain close."

Midoriya wanted to scream but he could not muster the courage. The teen was frozen in a state of shock still experiencing the heat between the closeness of their bodies.

"Come now we must hurry on. This detour will set us back at least a night."

The other two students had been all too shocked to utter a word when the blonde finally registered their presence. The sight of them seemed to put Bakugou on edge and he drew a sword from his sheath and took a step back. "Thought I lost you scoundrels in Valeria," he gritted, maneuvering Midoriya so that he now stood behind him. Looking to the heterochromia teen he seethed, "Zu, come quick I'll handle the prince and his lackeys."

Todoroki who was unbothered stared at the edge of the sword that was pointed at his throat. With a swift seize of his hand he froze the blade snapping the end of it with the force of his fist. "I win," he said with a monotone voice. The teen was confused but was a bit interested in the potential game Bakugou had seemed to want to play.

The ice seemed to make him much more anxious. "Dark magic? I see. I heard you were cursed prince. Rest assure I feel no sympathy for you as you are deserving for whatever effects afflict you, practice of devils magic."

Before the situation could escalate Iida got in between. "Bah-Bakugou what is the meaning of this?"

Bakugou roared in response. "Commoners do not speak when among sovereigns." Again shifting his attention back on Todoroki he warned him against further outburst. "Prince muzzle your dog."

Kirishima who was passing by spotted the four and waved. The Bakusquad had plans to hit downtown that weekend and was looking for Bakugou who had seemed to vanish out of nowhere. "Bakugou," he called.

"Kirishima," his reds brightened as he called back, relieved to see him.

The redhead ran towards them with Denki and Sero in tow. As the three approached they quickly felt the tension in the air. The three were a bit confused to see Midoriya behind Bakugou who had seem to be protecting him.

Midoriya who had finally snapped out of his stupor grabbed at the blonde's shoulders holding him back. "Kacchan, what's wrong with you?"

Bakugou wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him close. Midoriya gazed into those blazing red orbs that seemed to have this fiery fury swirling in them. "I promised you Zu, we'll make it to shaman Meu before the blood moon."

"Shaman Meu?" Midoriya reiterated his breath intermingling with the blonde's. Bakugou's voice like an aphrodisiac reeling him closer into what have might have been a kiss.

Iida revved his engines racing towards Bakugou, snatching Midoriya from his clutches. "Bakugou I think you might need your head examined."

Again Bakugou crouched into an offensive stance extending his hand out to the greenette, "come quick if we're to put my child in you."

"What!?" Midoriya's mouth fell open again his cheeks on fire.

Denki who was just as stumped chocked, "Fuck, Bakugou gay? I would've never imagined. I feel sorry for the ass of the poor sap he bangs."

Bakugou called to his friend. "Kirishima, its time I rode you," he said making the redhead fluster to the wild images that flooded his mind.

Impatiently Bakugou looked back slightly irritated. "Come now dragon, take form."

Kirishima's face fell into a frown. "Dragon?" he sighed, of course he had misinterpreted what the blonde had said.

"Dude, don't look so disappointed," Sero said before scratching at his head.

Denki who was quite entertained praised the rabid blonde who he thought deserved an Oscar. "Well this is wild."

"I think Bakugou is having a mental break down," Todoroki had said in response now certain this was not a game.

Iida interjected again trying to reason with the feral blonde. "Bakugou if you'll just see Recovery girl she might," but before he could finish Bakugou again was charging towards him. Todoroki reached for the blonde but Midoriya got to him first subduing him with a hit to his gut at five percent.

The blonde doubled over and coughed blood. Bakugou looked at Midoriya with such hurt as his heart sank. The desperation in those reds morphed into some form of animosity. It was something the greenette was so used too. "Will you go back to your prince? Back to the kingdom that shunned you?" he spat.

"Kacchan," his brows softened. "Tell me how to help you?"

Bakugou who could not bear to look at him turned to Kirishima. "And you familiar what say you? Am I no longer thy master? Do you forget your fealty to me?"

Just like the rest of his classmates Kirishima was just as confused. "Bro what's wrong with you?" The redhead like usual reach out to him but was met with hostility.

Midoriya had seen enough and knew there was something really wrong. "Kacchan, please," the teen extended his hand to the blonde. There was desperation in his greens and he wanted nothing more than to figure out what ailed him?

"I don't think that's a good idea Midoriya," Iida warned.

"It's alright," he assured closing the distance between them.

"I don't know about that, he seems pretty upset," Denki who had always given him the benefit of the doubt also agree with Iida.

"How dare you speak out of tongue. I'd never hurt Zu!" he snapped.

The confession caused Midoriya to hesitate in his attempt to reason with the blonde. Bakugou sensed the shift in demeanor and could deduce from the reaction that he had in fact hurt him in the past. Though the hesitation had passed the cautiousness in his steps reminded him of their first encounter. It could have been just yesterday the image so clear in his mind,the terrified greenette with his sword drawn, swinging lousily trying to ward him off as if he were some sort of devil. After all he was just another scared townie of the Todoroki kingdom and he was the leader of a barbaric tribe. That night amid their campfire he had sworn he'd never look at him like that again. But here they were as if those nights spent together meant nothing.

Bakugou searched those greens to see if there was any love left? If it had all been a sham to lure him in to be dethroned by the preposterous prince? But when their eyes meet he could tell there was definitely love there, but just not for him. The blonde looked at the hand that was extended to him and saw the scars of a warrior and realized that this person in front of him was not his Zu. The love if his life was an adventurer not a fighter. It had been him who convinced the crowned sovereign to consider peace between their two factions.

Bakugou sighed a bit relieved that this in fact was just a nightmare and sheathed what was left of his sword. "You're not him, are you?"

The blonde accepted the gesture on placed his hands in his. The scars brandished on his arms were much different than when the two had last tangoed and in that moment Midoriya understood "and you're not Kacchan."

"What are you saying Midoriya?" Iida wondered now considering this to be an airborne contagion.

Midoriya pulled him to his feet the blonde now looming over him "who are you then?"