Early the next morning, Katsuki came knocking on a sleeping Izuku's door.
"Izu-kun.", the boy whispered, quietly stepping into the room.
Izuku muttered unintelligibly and turned away.
Katsuki came up to the bed and sat next to Izuku. Shaking his shoulder lightly, he sing-songed again.
"Izu-kun~."
The greenette sighed and turned to Katsuki, bleary eyes opened halfway and slowly blinked.
Izuku spoke in a husky voice.
"What, Kacchan?"
"You have to get ready for school."
Izuku closed his eyes, murmuring, "Dont wanna.."
Katsuki sighed and stood. Suddenly, Izuku was blinded by the early morning sun.
The greenette pulled the blanket over his head.
"Kacchaaaaaannnnnn, I dont wanna go to school!", he whined.
Katsuki sat back on the bed and uncovered Izuku's face. Leaning down, the blond rubbed his nose against the sleepy greenette's, earning a purr-like rumble. The blonde stood back up, raked through Izuku's closet, and got out his uniform. Katsuki placed the clothes at the foot of the bed.
"Izu-kun, if you dont get up we'll be late; And you wont be able to use that notebook tonight..."
After a few moments of silence, a sigh came from the bed. The blankets were pushed aside, and Izuku, clad in only a pair of sweatpants, finally got out of bed.
Katsuki walked up to Izuku, stood on his tiptoes, and ran his fingers through the greenette's hair.
"Good job!", he praised.
Izuku blinked, shook his head, and reluctantly swatted Katsuki's hand away. Then, he disappeared into the bathroom.
-15 MINUTES LATER-
When Izuku came out of the bathroom, Katsuki was sitting on the bed and scrolling through his phone.
The blond looked up at the dripping, towel covered greenette, and promptly closed his eyes and ducked his head.
Katsuki could feel the older boy passing, and the rustling of fabric make him smile. Why? Who knows.
In the classroom, the teacher was passing out test papers.
"Whatever you got will finalize your grades. So you better hope you studied hard enough!"
Soon, Izuku and Katsuki got their scores. Pedo Fingers and Wings came over eagerly.
"What'd you guys get?"
Katsuki snatched the paper from Izuku's hand.
"I got a 97, and Izu got a 100, of course!"
With a glare, Izuku growled and snatched the paper back.
At the sound, the class quieted, waiting for a fight to break out. Fortunately for the class, Izuku wasn't angry enough to hurt someone.
So no fights today, yet everyone was still tense.
-LATER-
While the group were leaving the school, Izuku was pulled aside by another classmate.
15 minutes later, Izuku was storming past them, the aura around him screaming with silent fury. Katsuki ran up behind him with the underlings far behind, trying to catch up.
Tugging on Izuku's wrist, he whispered, "What happened?"
Izuku took a deep breath, "Nothing."
"That's bullshit and you know it."
"Watch your mouth. Don't swear."
"You do it all the time- AND DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT!"
"I said it's nothing."
Katsuki rolled his eyes. "Tch, yeah right."
Izuku felt his arm being grabbed, and was pulled around an empty hallway. It was Gyō-no Owari, easily the most annoying kid in their class. Just breathing the same air as that bastard made Izuku want to punch him. He shoved his hands into his pockets, head tilted up to look down his nose.
"So, what do you want? I don't have all day, y'know."
Owari snorted. "Oh yeah, I'm sure you don't; Your schedule must be packed fulled of whores to fuck."
"It is, so tell your mom you're the reason why I'm late."
"Listen, I didn't go through the trouble of tracking you down just to start an argument-"
"You were tracking me down? Are you stalking me?", Izuku questioned.
"I'M NOT STALKING YOU! I just wanted to tell you something.", the bastard smirked.
"I'm not too sure I should listen, considering the attitude you're giving me."
Owari felt something wind up his legs, but refused to look down. He glared at Izuku's murderous red eyes. "I'm not falling your mind games, dickhead."
It was Izuku's turn to smirk. "What 'mind games'? I'm simply not in the mood for an idiotic cocksucker to ruin my day.", he shrugged.
"Go die."
Izuku raised an eyebrow. "Excuse you?"
A malicious grin stretched across Owari's ugly face. "You heard me you quirkless freak. Go die."
Izuku's face slowly slipped into an expressionless facade. "Now would I do that."
"Because maybe then you'd actually be useful for something, maybe even be a better person.-"
"So this is for my well-being, then.", the greenette interrupted.
The extra continued. "-Always tricking somebody into fooling around with you; Forcing yourself on them. Especially Bakugou. You're always bullying him and just takes it! You've fucking traumatized the poor guy!"
"One: you're jealous because I'm getting dick and girls when you're getting neither, and two: he's not traumatized, he's obsessed. That's not my problem, so your points are invalid. Good day sir."
Izuku turned to walk away but was grabbed again. He sighed, irritated. "What?", he drawled.
"You should go jump off the roof, that'll fix 90% of this school's issues."
Izuku snatched his wrist away and crossed his arms. "You know you're instigating suicide, right?"
"I only instigated it if you try it."
"You should watch who you're talking too; I could be the son of the most powerful villain in the world, or I could be a country-wide serial killer, you never know."
"You're not any of those things. You're just a weak little cry baby who can't do anything without his bitch-"
Izuku grabbed the fly by it's collar and slammed it into the wall, fist raised, ready to attack. "Watch it.", he snarled.
The pest grinned again. "Oohhh what're you gonna do, drown me with your tears? The only thing you can do is blab to your dog and let him do all the work for you-"
CRASH!
Cracks fissured the fist shaped hole next to Owari's head. Black tendrils crawled up his legs and arms, trapping him against the wall.
Izuku's mouth widened into a too-wide grin, pinprick pupils staring deep into Owari's soul.
His voice took on a quiet, yet menacing tone. "I should kill you for that. I should blow your dick off. I should gouge your eyes out. I should rip out your voice box. I should shove a stick so far up your ass that it comes out your mouth, so that you're shitting splinters for a month." He leaned forward. "I should, but I won't. I won't because that wouldn't be any fun. I won't because I could torture you slowly, instead of killing you quickly. You don't deserve that pleasure. I won't because you won't scream if I kill you quickly. Hehe, hearing you scream would probably-", Izuku shivered, eyes darkening, a muffled moan slipping from clenched lips.
A flicker of fear flashed in Owari's eyes. "You're a disgusting pervert. I hope you go to hell."
"Oh, you dunderheaded ass waffle, where do think I came from?"
"The womb of a whore."
Owari's head tipped back as Izuku pulled on his hair. "Don't you ever speak of my mother like that you used asswipe. I might just take back what I said-," Owari felt Izuku's fingers trail over his neck, sharp long nails pinching his jugular. "-I should kill you. Maybe I'll chop your fingers off, shove glass down your throat, kick you where the sun don't shine, emasculate you."
Owari winced as Izuku sharply bit into his neck, red flames dancing on his fingertips. Blood dribbled down to his shirt collar, white staining red.
Izuku chuckled darkly. "Or maybe I'll just 'force myself' on you."
Izuku pulled away, sclera dimmed a light gray. Once he felt Owari tense, he was satisfied. The tendril crept back into darkness, letting the annoyance slip down the damaged wall. Owari grasped at his bitten throat, mumbling under his breath.
"Who's gonna let you get away this?"
Izuku gave a bitter laugh. "Who's gonna stop me?", he retorted.
The greenette walked away, successfully scaring the shit out of his arch nemesis.
"Burn in hell, you monster."
Oh well, he'll have to try again tomorrow.
[Twitch]
Before he could blink, Katsuki was being slammed into the wall (first time? I dont think so.), Izuku's nails digging into his throat.
"Look, I am not in the mood for your shit Katsuki. Don't think that just because I love you, I won't hurt you like any other extra here."
Katsuki was quiet. A moment passed before he responded.
"You love me?"
[Twitch]
"That's not the point Katsuki-"
A beaming smile exploded onto Katsuki's face.
"Izu-kun loves me! Izu-kun loves me! Izu-", Katsuki was cut off by a glare from the greenette, red bleeding into green.
The smile softened, an empathetic look in his eye. The blond gently placed his sparking hands on Izuku's shoulder and the side of his neck.
"I know you're angry Izuku, but I need you to calm down for me, okay?" The hand on his neck tightened. "Hmm, how about this then; I promise that as soon as we get home, we can cuddle all day, and I'll even ask Auntie to make some katsudon, yeah? Pinky promise!"
Izuku stared at the held out pinkie, before looking Katsuki in the eye, a question in his own.
A musical giggle came from pink lips. "And I'll kiss you and hug you as much as you want!"
Izuku held his gaze for a second longer, before curling his finger around Katsuki's. He spoke with a sigh, "You're so childish."
His other hand wrapped around the blond's neck and squeezed softly, then loosened completely, but stayed in their place.
Arms came from under Izuku's, and he was pulled away by Twiddle Dumb and Twiddle Dumber.
Izuku immediately snapped at the boys for touching him, the fading prints of small hands burnt into his skin.
-Elsewhere-
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