AN: Oh, what's this? Another update? Yes.
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I Need A Favor
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Sixteen-year-old Katsuki waits for his personal driver to open the back door for him in order to step out of the limo. Being handed his school bag and a black umbrella, he silently takes them and walks off towards the school grounds.
On his short walk from the parking lot to the school, he pulls out his locket feeling a warmth emanating off the small piece of jewelry. He holds it in his palm, gently squeezing it before lifting it towards his lips to kiss it with briefly closed, pained eyes.
He allows himself a small fraction of pleasure, lips lingering on the warm silver as a smile begins to curve his lips. "I'm here" he whispers into the piece before stuffing it back into his front left pocket of his school pants.
Katsuki's eyes wander over to her. Izuku having the courtesy of dropping her right at the school's steps before driving off to go find parking. Crimson red piercing eyes watch her like a vulture awaiting its next meal. She's short, curvy yet petite, chubby-cheeked, utterly adorable and not his.
Now as teenagers, they've rarely spoken a complete sentence to each other. It wasn't for lack of trying on her part. Ochako tried and tried again to sort out the reason why they had a falling out, unafraid of pulling him aside to plead with him for them to talk. But he kept firm every time with pushing her away until she grew, as he hoped, to hate him.
As her form disappeared from his sights, he turned around feeling an overshadowing presence near him. It didn't alert him due to its familiarity but it still caused him to grind his teeth from stopping himself from getting so pissed off that he'd accidentally expose his fangs.
Katsuki's eyes darted towards Shouto who was shamelessly flirting with Izuku in the closer parking lot than the one he had been dropped off at. One hand placed on the top of the jeep as Shouto leaned over and held Izuku's chin with his other. Probably whispering sweet nothings or something else revolting in that nerd's ear.
Rolling his eyes, Katsuki tries his best to ignore them but couldn't walk off just yet. Not until, Shouto stopped stalling, all for the sake of seeing the blond get riled up and walked with Izuku in the direction Ochako just went.
He really hates the fact that he needed that dual-toned bastard's help with anything, not really looking forward to when he'd need to repay the favor. Katsuki had no other choice once their winter vacation was over and they would be transitioning over to the high school building of the prestigious Yuuei Academy. The school that he's attended since kindergarten.
Ochako had been placed in all of his classes up until their first year in the high school division. The Bakugou's not only paid for her yearly tuition to help the Uraraka's but also influenced the principal to place her in all the same classes as Katsuki until he himself put a stop to that.
Katsuki didn't even bother to greet their house guests as he watched his parents, Masaru and Mitsuki lead Enji and his wife Rei, Shouto's parents down to the cellar. He knew that the Todoroki's visit wasn't for pleasantries, they rarely were.
In a matter of seconds, the manor would be filled with loud blaring classical music in order to drown out the blood-curdling screams of whatever poor soul fucked up so badly they were getting tortured by both esteemed pureblood families.
"YOU!" Katsuki roared as the butler increased the volume of the music, choosing Chopin for this occasion. He took long short strides towards the indifferent male who was still standing at the entryway slowly unwrapping his red scarf from around his neck to place on the coat hanger.
"Must you be so loud? You're ruining Fantaisie Impromptu" Shouto calmly lectured right as he walked over to Katsuki who impatiently ushered him into his father's office.
"I need a favor" he cut to the chase as the dual-tone male quirked an eyebrow.
"Oh, so we're suddenly family when its convenient for you?" Shouto sarcastically remarked with crossed arms, refusing to sit down.
"Don't make me fucking beg" Katsuki groans, fighting the impulse to strangle the slightly taller male. "We're cousins so shouldn't you be eager to help me whenever I'm in a bind or some shit?" he hates acknowledging the fact that they have a legitimate blood connection due to his own mother and Shouto's father.
Feeling desperate as he did on such short notice, Shouto was the only person that Katsuki could lean on for this one important task.
"I'll accept your groveling for now and will think of my payment later" Shouto smirked, liking the idea of having this over the blond's head.
"Fucker" Katsuki growled as he bit back his rage knowing that this needed to be done. "Seeing as you like to piss off dear ol' Uncle Enji with your gay little heart fancying a human. I need you to not fuck up your relationship with Deku and gain Ochako's trust. I don't care what the hell you do with the dweeb, I just need you to watch over her"
Shouto pursed his lips before speaking up as he thoughtfully tapped his chin. "Ah, so you want me to babysit your b–"
"Shut the hell up! Don't you dare finish that sentence!" Katsuki warned while baring his fangs, his eyes flashed with pure raw anger.
Shouto deeply sighed as he raised his right wrist and punctured his own skin watching the rich red blood flow from his pale skin. "You have my blood sworn oath" he firmly states as he watches Katsuki bite into his left wrist.
"And you have my gratitude" Katsuki says as he quickly rubs his own blood against Shouto's before both males' wounds closed.
"I'll protect her, Katsuki"
"You fuckin' better"
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Katsuki's nostrils flared, losing his self-control to keep his fangs from coming out as his heart pounded against his ribcage.
He deathly gripped his locker, frozen in place as he was unable to will his feet to get the hell away. Just moments ago, he witnessed Ochako's clumsiness cause her to smack her nose against her own locker. Her nose began freely bleeding as her blood dripped from her hands and onto the school's clean white floors.
Clasping one hand over his mouth to hide his fangs, he stood there like an idiot until Shouto, coming from behind him, quickly tugged at his forearm and led Katsuki towards an empty classroom.
"What the hell, Shouto! I told you to protect her!" Katsuki gasped, his fangs having a hard time retracting.
"She has a bloody nose, Katsuki, she's not dying" Shouto rolled his eyes. He vowed to protect what's precious to his cousin but even he couldn't save Ochako from her own clumsiness. Silently, he observed the way that Katsuki was heavily panting as he tore open his uniform's blazer and unbuttoned the collar of his school shirt.
He knows first-hand, that intoxicated way Katsuki's acting. It's the exact same way that he gets whenever he has a taste of Izuku's sweet blood. Walking over to him, Shouto grabbed the blond's wrists and pushed him against the cool wall near the door. "Breathe, cousin, breathe" he whispers as he gently presses his forehead against his.
"I caught the…!" Katsuki greedily gasps for air, "her scent…!" he struggles against Shouto's hold as he tightly squeezed his eyes shut.
"Have you tasted her before?" Shouto asks in a serious but still curious tone.
"N-No" Katsuki croaked, wanting to be insulted by such a question but couldn't as he forcefully pushed his fangs back in by pushing on them with the pads of his thumbs not caring that he punctured his skin.
Once he felt that Katsuki regained some of his composure, Shouto slowly let go of his wrists and allowed him to straighten up.
"That was too damn close," Katsuki lamented, "you keep her the hell away from me, you hear?"
"Understood" Shouto nodded in confirmation although part of him couldn't help but feel like Katsuki was being too hard on himself. And it didn't feel fair for Ochako either from what Izuku has told him of the trio's falling out but more specifically Katsuki and Ochako's.
Katsuki kept his shirt loose but put on his blazer once again. Before twisting the doorknob to leave, he pulled out the silver chain of his locket and held the tiny thing in his palm. He could feel a sense of embarrassment coming from the locket but it remained warm which is all he cared about.
Kissing his locket once, he placed it back into his pocket and walked out without saying a word to Shouto.
"Lovesick fool" Shouto muttered under his breath.
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Done! To be continued.
I have the feeling that the majority of this story will be told from Bakugou's side. Hmm… we shall see!
This story is definitely the most unique one I've written so far for Kacchako (not including my lengthy Fantasy au one-shot) so I'm trying not to rush and reveal everything all at once. It's somewhat of a slowburn in all aspects. Dun. Dun. Dun.
You know the drill! Please R&R – it's greatly appreciated and I always get a kick out of reading your reviews/feedback. And again, please don't be afraid to – I can fluently read Spanish and partial French! Thankies~ :D