"Kacchan!" Deku exclaimed with a large smile, while clapping his hands together rapidly, excitedly. "It's so nice to see that scowl of yours again! What's it been? A year since we last saw each other?"

"Deku! The fuck is going on?! Why the fuck am I tied up?! And where the fuck is that staples guy?! I'M GONNA KICK HIS FUCKING ASS!"

"Bakubro! You're finally awake!" Kirishima shouted with glee.

"Shitty Hair?! Oi, the fuck's going on, Deku?!"

"Bakugo, do you know him?" Uraraka asked.

"Round Face?! Yeah I know him. He's some fucking nerd that I've had the unfortunate fate of knowing my whole life!"

"Ah, how I missed your constant cursing and threats. Reminds of simpler times." Deku sniffed, wiping a fake tear from his eye. "To cut to the chase, I'm a villain now! You might have heard of me on the news, the one and only, Deku! You know, the one that's defeated just about every Pro Hero in Japan?" He spoke while moving closer to the blond.

"Haaa?! You're a fucking villain now?!" Bakugo screeched, before smirking. "Makes fucking sense. You're nothing but a shitty, quirkless piece of shit nerd that never had the guts to become a-"

Slap!

Many winced at the loud and violent slapping sound. Deku's hand was out stretched and Bakugo's head was turned to his left, a large, red hand print on his cheek.

He had backhanded Bakugo.

"You'll show me respect, you filthy dog! I'm not the same little, quirkless boy you once knew and bullied." Deku growled before taking a few steps back, finding it amusing how Bakugo was still trying to process what the fuck just happened. "I'm now the most dangerous villain in the world, and the strongest one to boot. Not even All Might himself can hope to defeat me."

"Y-You slapped me? You fucking slapped me?!" Bakugo shouted, before thrashing around in his chair. "I don't care who or what the fuck you are, when I get outta here you're fucking dead, Deku!"

"Ah yes, death threats. You know you'll be a great hero if you threaten to kill everyone." Deku rolled his eyes. "I see you haven't changed one bit, whereas I've changed drastically." Raising his hand, red tendrils shot out from his fingertips and fly through the air.

They wrapped around the legs of Bakugo's chair, before pulling at them, causing it to fall backwards. Now on the ground, the tendrils pulled the blond towards Deku.

"Still the same brash, bull headed, loud, obnoxious, full of himself little boy that I grew up with. The same one that got endless praise for having good luck in getting a powerful Quirk, the same one that could do no wrong, no matter what he did." The tendrils brought Bakugo right to him, and Deku turned the boy sideways so all could see him.

Removing the tendrils from the chair, they wrapped around Bakugo's legs and held them together, allowing Deku to sit down on them. Before the blond could say anything, the bottom of Deku's shoe was forced into his face.

"You have a quirk?!"

"Several. Now-" Another portal opened next to him, allowing Deku to reach his hand in and pull out a gun. "Lick the bottom of my shoe."

Um, what?

"What the fuck?! Fuck you ya fucking creep! I ain't doing that shit!"

"Ah, even when staring death in the face, you're resistant to commands. Brave, yet foolish." Deku pressed the guns barrel to Bakugo's forehead. "Lick it!"

"Fuck you!"

With a scowl, Deku quickly flicked the gun up towards the wall, fired, before aiming back down right to Bakugo's left eye. The blond could see the smoke exiting through the barrel.

"The barrels hot, Kacchan! I wonder what'll happen when I jam it into your fucking eye! Now be a good dog and lick my fucking shoe!" Deku exclaimed while rubbing the shoe in Bakugo's face.

Deku flicked his wrist up two more times, firing the second shot a few feet away from Bakugo's head, and the third, merely inches. The class watched on in horror and confusion.

"What the hell's going on?" Kaminari asked.

"An old, lovers quarrel perhaps?" Aoyama suggested.

"I'd rather fucking die than be with him, and fuck anyone who thinks about that!" Deku shouted to the group. "Last chance asshole! Lick it, or be prepared to say hi to my mother!"

With how close the gun was, Bakugo could feel the heat emitting from its barrel. He glared up at his old punching bag, hating that smug little smile and beady little eyes. The bastard had him.

"I fucking hate you." He growled, before opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out. The organ made contact for a split second, before retreating back inside, allowing his mouth to close tightly.

Deku started to chuckle, which grew into a full-blown laugh as he removed his foot from Bakugo's face.

"Hahahaha! T-The great Katsuki Bakugo, listening to what I say?! Y-Your pride must be hurting right now!" He cried out, kicking his feet wildly in the air as he held onto his hurting gut.

"I'm both intrigued and very confused." Ashido whispered.

"O-Oh yeah! I stepped in dog shit on purpose earlier. Enjoy the taste jackass!"

Several students let out noises of disgust while Bakugo turned his head and started to spit, all the while Deku chuckled to himself. Sticking his hand out, a portal opened and a literal silver platter and cloche (fancy term for lid) fell into his hand. Momo recognized it well, due to her butlers using it often to bring her a meal.

"S-Sorry Kacchan! H-Here, let me make it up to you with this dish." He snickered, before lowering the platter and extending the tendrils, allowing him to open it with that hand. "Allow me you introduce my dish. I call it 'scélérat langue à la mode'!"

The resident 'French' student started to turn green at that, for he knew what Deku had said. And he was not looking forward to the reveal.

"That's the French version, it translates to-" Taking the lid off, the students flinched and tried not to throw up at the sight. Even Bakugo looked sick. "Villain tongue with ice cream!" He cackled in delight.

It was true. A pink, human tongue sat neatly on the platter, with a single scoop of vanilla ice cream right next to it. It was a horrid sight, and many had to wonder, whose tongue was it?!"

"Y-You killed someone?! The fuck is wrong with you nerd?!"

"Oh I've killed many people in my lifetime, Kacchan." Deku stated. "You see, a powerful villain came and swooped me away from my old life. He gave me a home, he gave me Quirks, and best of all, he gave me a way to get revenge on those who've wronged me and those who've let me down." He smiled, which turned into a frown.

"He was the most powerful villain to ever live, with an odd yet amazing Quirk! He could steal the Quirks of others and give them to himself, or those he deemed fit. He was known as All For One, a villain so deadly and strong, he almost killed All Might a long time ago."

That made the students grow wary, and scared beyond belief. A villain as powerful as All Might himself? One that had almost killed the symbol of peace, the one that they all looked up to? That couldn't be! He…He was All Might for god's sake! No one had ever defeated him, let alone almost kill him.

"Before me, he picked up another boy a long time ago. He was the old leader of this group, known as Tomaru Shigaraki. All For One had seen us as his sons, and when news came out that Shigaraki was killed, he didn't take it lightly. He grew furious that his successor was killed by the very man he swore to destroy, so he came up with a plan. All For One wanted to start killing everyone besides villains, including kids of all ages, innocent civilians, and heroes. He said this would be revenge for killing his heir, and a way to show that heroes weren't all they were cracked up to be." He frowned, his tone became somber and sad, almost as if he was betrayed by this man.

That had disgusted them all. Yes he was a villain, but to involve and kill people that had nothing to do with what happened? And children no less! Whoever this All For One was, he was no man, he was a beast.

"I-I couldn't let him do that! I was mad as well with Shigaraki's death, but I didn't want civilians involved. Quirk or quirkless, no civilian should be put in harms away. All For One didn't like it when I told him I wouldn't help him." He placed the lid onto the ground, and used his free hand to cover his face.

In a way, some of them started feeling sympathy for the boy. He had been dealt a bad hand by fate his entire life from what they could tell. He wasn't like other villains, he didn't want to hurt civilians, or heroes for that matter. He just wanted to help clean up the world and make sure fake heroes didn't work as heroes.

Of course, they were still pissed over being kidnapped.

"Yeah, yeah, boo-fucking-hoo and whatever. Whose fucking tongue is that?!" Bakugo shouted.

A smirk formed under his hand, and Deku began to chuckle. It grew and grew, louder, longer, until it was a full blown, psychopathic laugh.

"I-It's his tongue of course! I killed the bastard before he could do anything, and stole all of his powers! Y-You should've seen him laying on the ground, bleeding out! 'I can't believe you've done this' and 'I thought of you as a son' and blah, blah, blah! Hahaha! Newsflash buddy, but my dads been dead for years now!"

"U-Uncle Hisashi?"

"Dead as any chance I have of finding love. Now! Be a good little dog, and EAT MY DEAD MASTERS TONGUE!"

Stepping onto Bakugo's stomach with great force, he slammed the tray into the blonds face as soon as he gasped in pain. With a mad and loud laugh, Deku began rubbing the tray into his face, smearing it with ice cream and blood from the tongue.

The students grew nauseous at the sadistic grin that had formed, and at how much Deku was enjoying doing this to Bakugo. They had pieced together Bakugo used to bully him, but how bad was the bullying to warrant this kind of treatment and abuse?

Eventually Bakugo used his head to knock the tray away, revealing his white and red covered face. The tongue bounced a few feet away. He narrowed his eyes and growled loudly, his whole body shaking in rage.

"I'm going to snap your fucking neck, Deku! Then I'm going to cut your body up, set it on fucking fire and dance around it you piece of fucking shit!"

"Ooo, creative! I'm going to chop your head off and let Twice use it as a sex toy! Then I'm going to cut your body up and send it to Auntie and Uncle Bakugo! Or, or, or, I'll skin you alive and wear your skin like a new suit! The possibilities are endless!" He laughed, standing up and retracting the tendrils.

"Master, it's 10 o'clock. It's time for your medication." Kurogiri stated from the doorway to the left of the room.

"Thank you Kurogiri. Well, I guess I should bid you all a goodnight. Tomorrow my plan gets put into motion, and I thank you all again for helping. Call for Kurogiri if you need anything, and I'll try to keep Toga from dissecting you all." He smiled and bowed, before turning to the mist. "Clean the dog up when you can. His regular face alone disgusts me, the ice cream just makes it worse."

"Of course, sir."

(I know this was a strange way to end the chapter, but it was better than the alternative. The alternative I want to save for another chapter.)