Hey there senpai, it's me again, why don't you return my calls?

Sup lads, hope you had a good week, mine was eh. Ya know, an eh week, nothing tooooo bad but you know, could have been better.

This chapter is one of the reasons why. You know, I wish I could vent to you guys more often than just every update, cause you know, sometimes the updates take long.

You know when you get a good idea then halfway through it you're like "This is fucking dumb" but you already did it, yo have to finish it! This is what's happening here so...hey, it might work, you guys might like it or it might be cancer, I frankly don't know. Tell me what you think of this and I'll decide if I'll do something like it ever again or if this will be the dark time of the fanfiction no one talks about, but I'll try to finish this arc at a reasonable pace, writer's block has been biting me lately.

But yeah, hope you guys like the trash fire as usual. Post reviews or I'm gonna shank you after school. Luigi dab kid out

It was a beautiful day outside as Izuku Midorya's alarm clock rang besides his bed, but one hearty smack shut that pesky bugger right up. Izuku had a smile on his face a he wiped the sand off his eyes and slowly stretched on his bed with a sigh.

"Good day to me!" he said to himself as he got up off his bed. The birds were singing outside, the sun was shining warmly down at his humble residence and he was chipper as always as he slipped his feet onto the cool tiles of his bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After cleaning up he changed out of his wholesome pajamas into something more proper, it felt good to be back in a dress shirt with a neat vest atop it.

Once he left his bedroom it was like a siren sung to him with a seductive jingle as his nose was graced with the delicious smell of something cooking down in the kitchen. The smell was so good it almost made him float his way down the stairs right up to its source.

"Good morning, Izuku!" Ochako said from the stove top, in a lovely pink dress that was covered by an apron, she had just finished serving a generous stack of pancakes atop a plate with a lovely smile on her face "Sleep well, dear?"

"Marvelously, love!" he chuckled, stepping his way up to the lovely lady in their kitchen as he wrapped his arms around her from behind before planting a kiss right onto her cheek while reaching a hand out for the plate of pancakes, only to have his hand smacked away with a giggle.

"Wait for Tsuyu now, young man, she just went to the garden to pick some fresh herbs for lunch."

"Ah, sorry, sorry…" he said with a snicker as he pulled himself a seat at the table before an adorable pink skinned visage crept from around the corner with a cheeky smirk on her face

"Dooooo I smell pancakes?" Mina said as the whole audience laughed and cheered for her arrival.

"Oh Mina!" Midorya and Ochako said in unison with a laugh as the pink skinned cutie gave the green haired teen a kiss on the cheek as she sat beside him.

"I'm baaaaack!" Asui said as she came in through the back door, carrying with her a fragrant bundle of green herbs in her gloved hands with a cheerful smile on her face "The weather is lovely today."

"Not as lovely as you, dear." Izuku said with a smirk, earning a sassy glance from the three girls.

"Izuku, you romantic devil!" Mina said as she shuffled closer to him

"You know, maybe we should leave breakfast for after a little appetizer." Ochako smirked as she closed in to slowly massage the green haired teen's shoulders.

"Guess I arrived at the right time." Tsuyu smiled as she dexterously climbed and crawled along the table, closing in on her green haired lover as she cupped each side of his head before closing in and...

Izuku woke up with a jump and an intense huff, a hot blush glaring on his face. He felt warm...why did he have a dream like that? Dammed puberty acting up...especially after...wait, didn't he get punched in the face?

After a few short blinks to refocus his vision the teen realised the true danger of his situation. He had not woken up in the comfort of his bed, in his room filled with All Might souvenirs. No, he woke up in a cold and dusty place, the smell of metal and old rotting wood in the air. His neck hurt from being slumped over an old wooden chair, but once he tried to bring his hand up to comfort it he noticed that he couldn't move it much.

His arms were tied behind his back, to the chair.

"Ugh...what the hell...?" he groaned as he looked around. He couldn't really tell where he was, there were old crated and wood pallets scattered around in messy fashion, easy to trip over. The only light was coming from the piercing sunray that shined down on him from the glass panes on the side. The place looked like it was used for storage or something of the like, but it looked rundown, abandoned.

"Look at this, our sleeping beauty finally wakes up." a growly, deep voice cut through the air like a knife as Midorya noticed a hulking figure coming in through the doorway in front of him.

"W-Where a-am I?" he asked sheepishly as he shuffled on his seat "W-What do you want w-with me?"

The man was a mountain of muscle, shaped like a bodybuilder, but what caught most of the teen's attention was leathery skin and shark-like head that adorned his look "You're at my humble residence for the time being, kid. Isn't it the loveliest pile of shit you've ever seen?" the man kicked an old piece of debris with a scoff before returning his glare to the teen "Feeling good? Hope my boys didn't rough you up too bad."

Truth be told, Izuku could still feel the left side of hi page burning and throbbing slightly from the hit he took "I-I'm okay...I just want to know why I'm here."

"Aww, skipping introductions are we? Where's your manners." the shark man snickered as he leaned close to the teen, Izuku could feel his hot breath against his skin and the stale scent of his breath as he brought his sharp teeth dangerously close to his face "You can call me Karkath, boss man of the Shark Bite gang."

"I...uhh...haven't h-heard of it…" Midorya admitted, which earned him a growl from the sharp toothed gang member.

"Of course you haven't…"

"I'm...uhh...my name is-" Izuku's awkward interruption was interrupted by a snarl from the shark man as he stepped away from the teen.

"You're little Izuku Midorya! I know you and I've been keeping a close eye on you for a while now." the hulking man explained as he pointed a sharp clawed finger straight at him "You got my son, the dumb shit, arrested and I figure it's only right you be my ticket to getting him back!"

"Do I...know your son?" Midorya asked with a nervous gulp after a mild shudder "I think you h-have the wrong p-person!"

"You don't remember him? Big, scaled, too cocky for his own good..."

Deku's eyes suddenly widened as a mental image finally matched the man's description. That guy who tried to mug him on the day he first met All Might. The event that kickstarted everything in his path to one day truly become a hero...he barely even remembered him but...apparently that was what came back to bite him.

"See? You remember! Good, it would be really awkward if you didn't." the man chuckled "Now my son may be a buffon but he's still my son, so I have to get him back...and you'll help me, kid."

"H-How…?"

"By looking like good old frail bait. Ever heard of prisoner exchange? You for my boy, that's the deal I'm gonna throw the cops and you better hope they bite…'cause if they don't, I will." he laughed menacingly before turning away from the teen "Now get yourself comfortable, kid. We'll talk more in a sec."

Comfortable...well, that was all Izuku could strive for at the moment, that and thinking of possible ways to get himself out of this situation. How had this even happened? It had to be the biggest strike of bad luck he had ever had.

Was this what hero life had in store for him? This much hardship?

With a groan the blond haired pro hero struggled through his next lift, his thin, bony arm's muscles clenching as he pulled the weight up to his shoulder with a sharp exhale before dropping the hold on his arm, letting the member fall loosely to his side "Ten...oof, and to think I used to be able to do one hundred of these without flinching…"

Toshinori was having a good time at least trying to workout his weakened body today. It wasn't like he was about to let his battle scar stop him from doing what he usually did, all it meant was that he had to make the climb into proper physical shape once again. Part of him knew that it was impossible to become anything other than the bony visage he adorned today, but a much greater side refused to accept that reality.

"Come to think of it, where is young Midorya? He isn't one to come in late."

Checking his phone again would get a few rings from the teen's cellphone before it got sent into voicemail, like it had been doing for the past couple of hours now.

"Maybe he's busy with something else...or he forgot the phone at home. Wouldn't surprise me with how many things he always has in his mind at once."

The symbol of peace shrugged as he ran a hand through his hairline with a sigh as he tried to keep his fatherly instincts from making him too worried over the matter.

"Hey, maybe he went on a date with one of those girls. Good for him, the boy needs to live a little."

Toshinori sighed as he glanced at the clock, promising himself he'd wait at least another half hour before calling again, but for now, he had some pushups to do and sweat to break.

"I can't believe I'm doing this shit…" Bakugo grumbled under his breath as he leaned his backside against the metallic wall of the ascending elevator with a long, sharp sigh.

"I'm gonna beat that dork purple once I get my hands on him…" he said to himself with a quiet snark hidden under his breath.

The nerve on that Deku, making him come all the way here. He knew they were supposed to face off against today. Maybe he got scared and didn't show up...heh, like he'd ever let the dork get away so easily. Katsuki would crush him under his heel before letting him get away like that.

The bastard didn't even answer when he threw pebbles at his window, he had even made a good explosion to to shake the glass, but that didn't work either. He could have made a bigger one, but...people were looking and if they called the police...he didn't care, but mom would give him hell.

The dork probably thought he wouldn't go all the way to his front door to drag him out, well he was wrong! He would go all the way up there and...be polite to miss Midorya! I mean, he couldn't just be mean to someone's mother. Bakugo had beef with the nerd, but he wasn't so unhinged. Especially if she still made those cookies she used to bake when he was younger…god, those were the best, probably why Katsuki even kept Izuku around.

With a ding, however, the opening of the elevator's door would snap the explosive teen out of his chocolate chip fueled daydreaming, his strangely peaceful expression immediately shifting back to the angry 'not to be messed with' look on the face he made sure to hold at all times as he stepped out into the corridor.

Katsuki was pretty sure he still remembered where the dork lived and if not he'd just try every door and tell his neighbors to fuck off.

No, wasn't needed, he remembered this corridor well enough from the time when he was still only half his present height. How sometimes Deku would invite him up to get crushed at videogames, watch those...not so dumb All Might videos or just have a snack. Though, this was probably the only time the young man had ever come here on his own. It was a strange feeling that Bakugo couldn't decide if he disliked.

"This one…" the boy mumbled to himself as he stopped in front of the door he remembered. Second one closest to the corridor's window. That had to be it.

With a deep breath he slowly raised his hand towards the doorbell. Frankly, he hated feeling this awkward for reasons he didn't even understand. Was it because he was being subjected to come knocking on the dork's door? Because it had been so long since he was here? Because he had to see miss Inko again?

His hand suddenly froze about an inch away from the door bell button as he heard a muffled sob coming from behind the door. The sound immediately making the teen's palm recoil as he took a step back, his expression shifting into one of unsure surprise before he head the sounds of other voices. Too muffled to understand the conversation that was happening behind the closed door.

Katsuki stared at the doorway for a few moments before groaning quietly as he approached it again, feeling slightly shameful of doing what he was doing, but still he brought his ear to the wooden surface of the door, pressing it against it as the muffled mumbling he heard before turned into proper words he could listen to.

"...we'll get him back, miss, but you need to be calm."

"H-How can I be calm...they took my Izuku!" he recognized Inko's voice, quivering and shaken from the evident tears she was shedding.

"We have the situation under control. They were stupid to demand the police get involved. The worst that can happen is we actually do the prisoner exchange and your son still comes back safe and sound."

"How could you know...d-do you even know where he is?" the frightened mother asked

"We...can't be sure. We heard rumors that they were holed up in an old warehouse near the bridge and we have officers keeping watch at the place, but until we know for sure they're there it's best to not let them know we have info."

"C-Can't you just c-check? If Izuku is there then...you and the heroes can…" Inko sobbed

"Mam, we're doing all we can to ensure your son's safety. If we just kick their door down they might hurt him. Just let us handle this, okay? We know what we're doing."

Katsuki took a step back from the door, his eyes widened out before they squinted awkwardly as he wobbled slightly in his stance.

"Deku was...kidnapped?"

So that's why he hadn't come…

Bakugo felt weird, like a strange knot had just appeared in his stomach as he leaned his back against the wall of the corridor as he took some deep breaths.

He shouldn't care this much about the stupid dweeb...but if that idiot got himself killed then how could he prove he was better? That was business he really didn't want to leave unfinished...yeah, that was it.

"Dammit…" he grumbled to himself before stomping his way back to the elevator and riding it down. He needed to take a walk, eat something, just anything to take his mind out of this stupid situation. So what Izuku got kidnapped? Suits the stupid nerd, always getting himself into trouble, always fucking up and leaving him to pick up the pieces.

In fact, he would probably have to bail him out of this one too! He was pretty sure he knew the warehouse they were talking about! Maybe he should roll up there and show Deku how much stronger he was by kicking the kidnapper's asses!

Eh...then again…

Katsuki had a hubris, but he wasn't stupid. He knew it was way too risky for him to go up against who knows how many adult criminals on his own. They wouldn't play fair...dammit.

"Whatever! Who cares!"

He cared, the chance to go up against some real villains and humiliate Deku by saving his ass? It felt disgusting to pass a chance like that.

That was all there was too it.

Yep.

Reaching the park the explosive blond sighed as he watched the movement idly, just letting his feet lead him to wherever they wanted to go.

Something about this whole thing just didn't feel right.

Just letting the police and the other heroes sort this out was the right thing to do and he shouldn't care too much about it, it was just Deku after all but...it felt like a loss for some reason. And Katsuki Bakugo doesn't lose.

He growled under his breath as his mind raced, thinking of possibilities, things he could do. He didn't know who had took him, or what they could do, so as much as he wanted, going there all by himself was...a dumb idea.

He needed…

He...he needed…

Ugh, just the thought of it made him angry.

Bakugo needed help.

And not just any help, capable help, so those dweebs that used to follow him around when they were little wouldn't cut. He needed people who could pull their weight and that wouldn't panic when they heard the situation.

Katsuki's expression was stern as he figured it out with a click of his mind after he spotted a certain group of girls sitting at a bench just hanging out. He remembered them and right now, they'd have to cut it.

The blonde approached Ochako, Asui and Mina a tad awkwardly before coughing faintly to attract their attention.

"Yo, you're friends with Deku, right?"