"MY HERO SECRET"

A My Hero Academia fanfic by Nozomi888

Disclaimer: My Hero Academia is owned by Kōhei Horikoshi. I am a mere fangirl who isn't getting enough FemDeku/Kacchan, FemDeku/Todoroki stories, and so I've written my own. This is a FemDeku/Kacchan fic and is set before the Training Camp arc.

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CHAPTER 2

As she lowered her gaze and shook her head, her mind recalled the events of last Friday's incident, and how she had preoccupied herself over the weekend as an attempt to keep her mind busy. Even now, she was cursing internally how her sensei's simple question brought the image immediately back to her view, and a heated flush crept up her neck.

Damn that idiot Kacchan!

POV: Midoriya

It had been just another Friday afternoon, with the boys horsing around in the field for PE, because Aizawa-sensei had chosen to sneak away to nap, leaving them with free time on their hands till it was time to be dismissed.

Of course, like always, she had been Izuku at the time.

"Oi, Deku!" Kacchan sneered as he tossed the ball towards her, the ball heading full blast at her head. "Think fast!"

She had been between Tokoyami and Iida, idly discussing the topics that could be included in their test next week when the ball came hurtling towards them. Out of habit, she had raised her arms to shield the ball, but Tokoyami's Dark Shadow was faster, easily catching the ball before it could hit any of them.

"Bakugo! That is uncalled for!" Iida called out sternly. He had been caught off-guard too, as it was supposed to be a free period and everyone was doing their own thing.

"Ka- Kacchan, what was that all about? Aha… ahahahaha, I haven't done…"

"That's just it, stupid Deku," Bakugo hollered, stomping his way across the field, heading over to them. "You're not doing anything, and it just irks the fuck out of me! I just want to smash your face in!"

The class sighed collectively. They were used to this kind of display from the two of them. It was a common occurrence in their class. Bakugo's obvious and outright disdain for Midoriya's very existence was well-known.

Izuki had sighed too. Kacchan hadn't changed at all, not since they left junior high, not since they started at UA… he wouldn't change, EVER. She would always be stupid Deku to him.

A wall of ice suddenly appeared in front of Bakugo, causing him to halt to a stop.

"Oi, Todoroki! What's the meaning of this, you trying to pick a fight, fucker?!" he yelled, turning to bellow at his classmate.

Shoto Todoroki was sitting down on the ground, his back against a tree, his eyes closed, seemingly asleep. As per usual, he was sitting away from the rest of the class, away from the ruckus.

"I'm just making sure you don't do anything unnecessary that will keep us longer in school than we have to be."

"Aaaargh! You asshole, you always think you're so much better than the rest of us!"

"No, that's you talking about yourself."

Todoroki's cool demeanor seemed to tick Bakugo off more, as Bakugo launched into a long tirade of curses and insults.

Kirishima saw Midoriya edging cautiously towards Bakugo, guessing (correctly) that he was attempting to get closer to try to calm the volatile boy down. Tokoyami's Dark Shadow seemed to consider pulling Midoriya back and away from the explosive Bakugo, then decided it was a worthless effort. Iida began to shake his head.

"Kacchan, calm down…"

This childhood nickname seemed to trigger Bakugo even further. "Deku, you bastard, I'm gonna kill ya!" and he let out an explosive burst from his arm.

Midoriya had expected it, of course, and was already ready for the blast. She pumped her fist towards Bakugo's arm, causing Bakugo's arm to lift upwards. Her intent had been to have him blast off into the air harmlessly, but she had miscalculated her positioning as she did so. She was too close to Todoroki's ice and slipped, causing her to put more power into her fist than she had planned, and making Bakugo's arm flail a little backwards instead of upwards- towards the girls who had been gossiping in another huddle away from the boys, their backs facing them.

"Look out," Midoriya cried, already trying to regain her footing to sprint towards them. She put a little power from One for All into her legs, kicking at the ground to try to beat the explosive ball. From the corner of her eye, she saw Iida take off, and from the other side, saw a white blur make its way towards the girls. In that split second, the rest of her classmates had come to their feet or activated their Quirks too.

Bakugo had chosen that time to reach out with his other hand, hitting Midoriya and causing her to lose her balance again even as she hadn't gathered herself from the first slip. The rush from the other classmates added an unexpected wind-rush to this disorder, and she landed face-first into the ground.

Except she didn't land on the ground.

Midoriya quickly lifted herself up, her arms defensively raised in front of her, backing away quickly. "Kacchan," she squeaked, "it was an accident, I fell… and… and I…" she stuttered. She felt blood on her lips.

Bakugo sat up slowly, his head down. Not moving.

"Kacchan…?"

He raised his head, and now she could see the fury raging in his eyes.

"Deku, you fuckin' retard!" Bakugo yelled out, the corner of his mouth bleeding too. "I'll fucking kill ya!"

I'm gonna die… Izuki thought.

The bell rang just as her classmates erupted into chaos around her. Most of the boys had reached the girls before the explosive ball reached them, but there had actually been no need to intervene. The girls had reacted quickly to Midoriya's warning, and had been able to get out of harm's way.

But Bakugo certainly had not. The entire class rounded on him, effectively creating a blockade. They were angry and oblivious to the silent threat emanating in waves around him.

Izuki took the chance to scurry away from the field, grabbing her bag as she quickly made a getaway. She would let the weekend pass out of Kacchan's sight, hoping that 2 days would let the boiling rage stew down to a safer simmer. She hoped.

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POV: Bakugo

Fuck! He knew that that idiot Deku had been minding his own business with Tokoyami and Iida, but Deku's smiling, carefree face always irritated the hell outta him.

What was that idiot smiling about anyway? Did he forget that they were here to be heroes, not to make friends? And that stupid loser was just having fun stupidly with the rest of his class.

He spat at the ground.

It also irked him to no end that Deku seemed to be getting more powerful with each test and trial they performed in class. He had always known that nerd was smart- hell, what with that annoying muttering of his analysis of heroes' skills and abilities, to scoring exemplary in written exams even back in junior high. This idiot had continued to impress every other idiot he encountered on his way. Heck, he had even caught the eye of their greatest hero, All Might, who seemed to be with Midoriya at every opportunity in school. All Might was someone that Bakugo idolized too, but you didn't find All Might requesting for him in the middle of class.

Fuck! He was getting more worked up just thinking about it! That annoying little creep! That idiot nerd!

"What? No, I don't think so, Iida, that topic probably won't come up in the test…"

Bakugo's irritation grew. Just hearing that idiot's laughing voice grated on him. He decided then that he wanted nothing more than to wipe that idiotic grin off Deku's stupid face.

He grabbed the ball that Kaminari and Kirishima had been tossing around and walked quickly towards that idiot.

"Hey!"

"Oi, Deku! Think fast!" he shouted, intending to hurl the ball to smash Deku's face in.

And his fucking classmates all interrupted him, bringing him faster over the edge. He was ranting out expletives when he heard Deku almost beside him.

"Kacchan, calm down…"

Calm down? Calm down?! This fucking… idiotic… he couldn't take it anymore. He let out an explosion from his arm towards Deku and watched.

Watched as Deku swiftly and deftly moved to position himself to strike him arm upwards.

Watched as the clumsy idiot tripped on another idiot's ice, causing him to stumble, pushing his arm awkwardly outwards instead.

Watched as the rest of his classmates moved in a flurry of motion.

Watched as Deku lost more balance from the arm he raised to try to gain balance.

Watched as gravity finally kicked in.

He felt Deku's face smack against his, before the rest of his body slammed them both down onto the ground.

What the fuck…?!

He sat up slowly, feeling Deku scampering away from him. He felt his body grow cold, an exact opposite reaction to the warm moistness on his lips.

As he raised his eyes to Midoriya, he took in the painful sensation across his mouth, took in the stinging from the small cut created from the impact, took in Deku's face, his eyes locking in on the small trickle of blood from Deku's cut lip. And he let the rage he was feeling show.

"Deku, you fuckin' retard!" Bakugo snarled, realization sinking in. "I'll fucking kill ya!"

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Izuki felt the flush creep up her neck as the memory jolted her back to the present, causing her to ball up her fist.

When she had landed face-first, she had fallen on top of Kacchan, her lips hitting his.

They had an accidental kiss.

And the fury she had seen in Kacchan's eyes had actually terrorized her enough to decide to run away as fast as her feet could take her. She had run all the way back home and had decided to keep herself indoors for the entire weekend.

On Saturday, she had spent the day thinking about how to approach the situation with Kacchan when they saw each other in class on Monday. Should she feign ignorance of the physical contact? Should she be defensive or be nonchalant? She tired herself out thinking out her strategy for Monday.

Yesterday, after deciding on taking the ignorant and nonchalant way out, her thoughts had strayed to the feel of Kacchan's lips when they had touched. They had been so unexpectedly warm and soft, so contrary to the foulness that often spewed from his mouth. After acknowledging this, her mind had then wandered to remembering how firm Kacchan's chest had been when she fell on top of him, how hard his lean, muscular body had felt when her own body slammed them down to the ground. This thought had caused her to slap both of her palms across her face to smack herself, and then she had gone to sleep.

And woke up as a girl.

"You're cleared," All Might announced, laying his hand on Izuki's shoulder, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Thank you, Sensei," she managed, forcing out a smile.

"I suggest you take this time to sort out your thoughts and feelings, see if you could recall something that may have triggered an OFF switch to your Quirk. As you say, your ability to maintain your male persona is a strong mental frame of mind to BE in that state."

Izuki nodded. She had discussed with All Might before how her Quirk works. She can maintain her form as Izuku for as long as she wanted. In truth, if her Quirk had only been some kind of ability type, she would make for the perfect hero, not having any limitations that they could find. It didn't drain her stamina nor energy and didn't have to be in her thoughts all the time to stay as a boy. There were no setbacks nor repercussions from using her Quirk, unlike how One For All broke her body with each use. It was a simple OFF/ON switch, with a seemingly unending, undrainable power source. She could even maintain her Izuki form while asleep or unconscious. It would be the perfect Quirk if it wasn't just so damn useless.

But she couldn't turn it on now, and all because she had started thinking like a girl.

That kiss with Kacchan had left her shaken, accidental or not. The moment their lips had touched, it was like he had electrocuted her. Maybe it was the nitroglycerin in his body, creating sparks that he tried to ignite when they touched, she couldn't be sure. She had not thought of herself as a girl in years, not since kindergarten.