The next few days went by peacefully at the Bakugou household.
The wonder duo passed time by watching hero documentaries, reading books, working out; normal teenage activities.
One abnormal activity was the burning of trees around the house.
The fires were caused by powerful solar rays-or so Katsuki had said. The green haired boy was obviously unconvinced and just shook his head disapprovingly as the overprotective, paranoid teen defended himself,
"There's still plenty of trees left in the Amazon rainforest-hey, at least raccoons can't get in the house now!"
Raccoon clearly being a euphemism for criminals.
There was also another incident where Izuku had accidently dug a grave.
He was sparring with Katsuki in the front yard and had jumped in the air in order to gain speed for his next move. Bakugou had predicted he would do that and so the blonde rolled away before Midoriya's electrifying punch could land, and luckily so.
Seven feet of dirt, snow and slush exploded up in the air.
Katsuki sat a few inches away from the demolition, eyes wide and quite frightened when he asked,
"WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE PAYBACK FOR THE TREES? I swear I was gonna replant the seeds away from the house in spring! You don't have to cripple me-"
"No no NO! Kacchan I'd never try to actually hurt you! I didn't think it was gonna be that strong a hit, honestly! I thought I was at 2%!" Izuku shouted, quite frightened as well, from inside the pit.
Needless to say, that quickly concluded their training session.
Mitsuki came home later that evening after a long day at work.
A huge crater of brown in the middle of her otherwise pristine white lawn caught her eyes as she parked her toyota in the driveway.
"...Wonder who they're burying." she thought briefly as she headed indoors and went straight to bed.
It truly was a peaceful era.
Until one unassuming evening….
"No."
"But Kacchaaan, whyyyyy?"
"I really have to explain this to you?"
"Yes."
"Deku, it's feral-"
"He. Look, there's his-"
"Whatever. Not keeping it, thing's gonna shit all over the place and give us rabies."
Izuku petted the small kitten in his lap, eliciting content purrs from the creature.
"I don't think he's feral Kacchan, he looks pretty clean." Izuku grinned toothily as the kitten let out a happy mew. "He probably got lost from home; there's no way he could've survived more than a few hours in this weather."
"Well if he has an owner we definitely can't keep him." Katsuki stated.
Izuku sighed. "Yeah, I know...but we can at least take care of him until we find his owner."
The blonde kitten rolled over, exposing his stomach. Izuku's heart melted at this display of trust.
"Awww, look at him Kaaacchan, he's so adorable!" Izuku squealed as he petted the soft kitty belly.
Katsuki moved closer to the other boy on the bed and inspected the animal critically.
"Looks like a yellow rat."
The kitten stilled. He suddenly jumped up at Bakugou's face and scratched him.
An unusual amount of blood burst from the scratch and Izuku and Katsuki both stared wide eyed at the kitten that landed on Izuku's shoulder. He arched his back in a defensive pose and hissed at the bleeding teen.
A second later he was nuzzling Izuku's cheek.
After Bakugou recovered from the shock of the attack, he lunged after the creature.
"KACCHAN NO!" Izuku pressed against Bakugou's chest as the blonde attempted to reach the creature on his shoulder. Katsuki's prey leaped down and hid behind the small of Izuku's back; the small kitten didn't seem to realize he would be squashed in such an area should his predator push the boy down.
"THAT FUCKING RAT DESERVES WHAT'S COMING TO HIM!" Bakugou reached around Izuku's hips. Midoriya grabbed his wrist.
"Kacchan he's still young! Kat-chan doesn't know right from wrong yet!"
"That's a load of bullshit-wait." Katsuki stopped and glared at Izuku. "What did you call him?"
"...Ummm,"
"Did you seriously name that fucker after me?" Katsuki growled out.
"...Yes, yes I did. He reminds me of you. Not in a bad way!" Izuku rushed out the last sentence before Bakugou could explode.
Katsuki stared at Izuku for a moment, then he sat back in his seat.
"How?" He questioned, crossing his arms.
"...Well, um," Izuku began "He's blonde for one," the green haired boy laughed nervously.
Katsuki was not amused.
Izuku quickly continued, "He's also strong-as we just saw- and he's smart, he knew you were saying something bad about him." Midoriya paused for a moment, unsure of how to properly describe their other similarities.
"Is that it? He's not that strong or smart, he'd be dead without someone looking after him." Bakugou scoffed, annoyed at being compared to such a weak thing.
Izuku looked pensively at the other for a moment and then spoke, "...He didn't like me at first ether Kacchan."
Midoriya held out his hand for Bakugou to see. It was covered in deep scratches, similar in color to the scars he got from using his quirk excessively.
For some reason, this made Katsuki's blood boil.
"He didn't trust me-and rightfully so, he didn't know my motives...but, he realized I was only trying to help when I put him in my coat pocket." Izuku chuckled at the memory of how the kitten had instantly stopped struggling. "I guess he felt warm." Izuku said fondly.
Katsuki's features softened at how familiar that sounded.
"Maybe, he'll warm up to you too soon enough, you just need to be patient." Izuku smiled gently as the tiny kitten came out from its hiding spot.
The kitten stared cautiously at the blonde as he slowly made his way to Izuku's lap. He kneaded Izuku's legs briefly before laying down with his tail curled around him. Kat-chan rubbed his head against Izuku's stomach.
"Awww, you're so cute Kat-chan." Izuku cooed.
"Cute? I'd say hot is a better adjective for me." Katsuki said casually.
"HUH-WHA-NO! I meant the cat, not-" Izuku's face turned beet red. He really regretted his name choice right now.
"I thought you were still listing similarities?" Katsuki pretended to be clueless. "So you think I'm smart, strong and cute? Deku, I'm flattered." He smirked teasingly.
"ThatsnotwhatImeantImeanyesyou'resmartandstrongandyou'renotbadlookingbutIdidn'tmeanthatyou'recuteImeantthecatwascutenotthatyou'renotcuteorhotwait!Imean-"
"Chill, I was joking." Katsuki interrupted the other before he could mumble himself into oblivion.
Was it wrong that he kinda liked seeing Deku so flustered?
Before Katsuki could find an answer to that question, he felt something wet.
He looked down at his lap just in time to see a small blonde kitten hop off and away. A terrible stench invaded his nostrils and before his brain could even process what the ever loving fuck just happened Izuku stood up.
"Kacchan, remember, he's just a cat. Animals do these things-" Midoriya said carefully as he slowly took a few steps back.
Katsuki's brain finally registered the smell.
Urine.
Katsuki immediately tore his shirt off and threw the contaminated item out the window.
"I'M GONNA FUCKING BURN YOU ALIVE YOU SHITTY FUCKING CAT REJECT!" Bakugou screamed as he flung fireballs at the cat, however Kat-chan was an agile young kitty and dodged every one. Izuku's toe got singed before a single hair on Kat-chan's furry body could.
"Um, I'm gonna just-" Izuku jumped as another fireball almost hit his foot. "I'll go get your shirt-" Izuku pointed his thumbs towards the door as he backed away. He wasn't as fast or small as the kitten so his best option was to retreat during this Bakusplosion.
He finally made it out the room in one piece. He felt bad that he was the only one who could leave but,
I'm sorry Kat-chan. You must learn that there are consequences for your actions.
And with that thought in mind Izuku headed outside to retrieve Kacchan's soiled shirt. Actually, he should probably find some gloves first.
He has to be hallucinating. The sight in front of him was just too weird to not be a fever dream.
There stood Izuku Midoriya in sheep printed pajamas, looking disgusted as he held up a yellow stained shirt in gloved hands-that can't be what he thinks it is, right-in front of Bakugou's house? Did he have the wrong address? Why was there a giant crater in the lawn?
"Kirishima? Hey!" Izuku waved happily, bringing the redhead out of his stupor.
"Oh hey, Midoriya!" Kirishima waved back, just a tad uncomfortable. "Sorry I can't stay and chat right now, I really need to find Bakugou. Any idea where his house is, he lives around here right?"
"He's upstairs."
"...then why are you….?" Kirishima wasn't sure how to end that sentence.
"...It's a long story. Anyway, what's wrong?" Izuku asked, noting his classmates anxious demeanor.
"Hm? Oh-! I came here 'cause I wanted Bakugou's help, I guess you could help me too, if you're not busy." Kirishima eyed the article of clothing in Midoriya's hand.
"Um, nope. Not busy at all." Izuku grimaced as he followed Kirishima's line of sight. "What's up?" He asked.
"I need help finding-" a loud rumble cut Kirishima off. Smoke drifted out from the second story window.
"Oh my god-KACCHAN!" Izuku sprinted up to the smoking room, Kirishima followed.
"Are you fucking insane!" Izuku yelled as he burst through the door. The air was thick with smoke, making it hard to see through the haze. When the room cleared out a bit, they found Katsuki on the floor, half conscious.
"...Pisser has a quirk." The defeated boy mumbled. Izuku was silent for a moment as he digested the words. Then it hit him.
"HE. HAS. A. QUIRK. ARE YOU SERIOUS, KAT-CHAN HAS A QUIRK!? THAT'S AMAZING!" Izuku literally bounced with excitement. "Oh my All Might, where's my hero journal? I need to record this, oh my god Kacchan he even has the same quirk as you?! Or maybe he absorbs other people's quirks, where is he anyway?"
Kat-chan appeared out of nowhere and toddled up to Midoriya.
"Meow!"
Kirishima gasped, "There you are Jr. Explosion Murder!"
"You're the owner?" overlapped with "Are you fucking kidding me-"
Kat-chan/Jr. Explosion Murder ignored everyone in the room and jumped into Midoriyas arms. He nuzzled against his chest affectionately.
"Wow, he really likes you Midoriya. Took him a whole day to even come near me."
"It's not hard to like someone as stupidly kind as Deku." Bakugou grunted as he got up. "When did you get a cat anyway?"
"Few days ago, I knew I just had to have him after he burnt my face when I tried holding him." Kirishima stroked the kitten in Midoriya's arms. The kitten coughed out ashes.
I didn't know Kirishima was such a masochist… Izuku thought to himself.
"And you had to name him after me too?"
"You saw his quirk bro."
"Ugh, whatever. Get that shit away from me already."
Kirishima took the reluctant kitten from Midoriya's hands. The blonde kitten mewed sadly but eventually accepted his fate and let himself be held by his owner.
"Thanks for taking care of him Midoriya. Before I go though, I have to ask," Kirishima said. "Why are you here?"
"Why the fuck can't he be here?" Katsuki growled.
Kirishima was taken aback from the blonde's sudden hostility. Then he realized Bakugou's lack of clothing and the fact that Izuku seemed to have slept over, judging from the futon and Midoriya's choice of clothes.
Did they- Kirishima's face bloomed in color as he seemingly connected the dots.
"Sorry man, you're right, that's none of my business." Kirishima averted his eyes and began to exit the room.
"Why are you always so hostile?" Midoriya tsked. "My mom didn't want me to stay home alone while she went to America so that's why. See, it's not that hard to communicate properly Kacchan."
"Too many words, waste of air and time." Katsuki grumbled. Izuku rolled his eyes.
"Whoa, so you guys basically get to have a sleepover everyday while she's gone? That sounds like a blast man!" Kirishima exclaimed, relieved he was wrong in his assumptions.
Izuku laughed weakly and scratched the back of his head. He wouldn't exactly say that. It was fun most times though.
"Hey, you guys should totally sleepover at my place this Saturday! My family's coming to visit for the Holidays and while I love them and all, they're kind of a handful to deal with." Kirishima sweatdropped.
"Half of them are little kids so I need someone my age to keep me sane. I've been meaning to ask you Bakugou and I wouldn't mind if you came over too Mido~! The more the merrier after all!" Kirishima smiled widely.
"Wait a sec, holidays? You celebrate Christmas?" Katsuki questioned. It was way too early to be celebrating New Years'.
"Yeah, I'm part Christian but by holidays I meant Hannakah. I'm one fourth Jewish~"
"That's so cool!" Izuku said at the same time Katsuki spoke "I always knew you were a mutt."
"Kacchan!" Izuku scolded, punching the teen on the shoulder. Katsuki winced, the area was still healing from the demon cat's scratches.
"Haha! It's okay, I know Bakugou loves me anyway~"
"Ew."
"Oh!"
Kirishima snapped his fingers as if he's figured out the secret of the universe.
"That's why Jr. doesn't like you!" He pointed at the blonde.
"You, Katsuki Bakugou," the redhead paused for dramatic effect.
"Are."
Both boys waited for the grand reveal.
"Spit it out already."
"A DOG PERSON!" Kirishima finally finished, referring to himself as the mutt Bakugou obviously loves. He was quite proud of his deduction.
Izuku gasped and clasped his hands together in joy, convinced that Kirishima hit the nail on the head. Katsuki was, however, far from impressed.
"What kinda hair brained logic-"
"Kacchan! Can we adopt a puppy?"
"Goddamn it Deku, we don't have enough space and my parents will never agree and wait-WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME?"
"I want a golden retriever, I heard they're the friendliest although I don't mind other breeds-"
"Don't ignore me you lil'-! 'Can we adopt a puppy-' Get your own damn dog! And quit believing every sentence shitty hair says-"
The aforementioned boy laughed at their banter. "It's been fun talking to you guys but I really should go now, it's getting late." Kirishima said as he glanced at his watch. The time was 7pm but the sun had already set since it was December.
"But I'll see you this weekend?" Kirishima asked again hopefully.
"Yes."
"No."
The redhead frowned but he expected as much. Bakugou never wants to just hang out without a purpose.
"Kacchan, c'mon. Kirishima's your friend and it'd be good to get out of the house once in awhile." Izuku reasoned.
"I'm not gonna spend a night or two at Kirishima's surrounded by children and Christmas slash Hannakah related festive crap." Bakugou crossed his arms.
"Kacchan pleeeaseee?" The other pleaded, unconsciously making a puppy face. "It could be fun, celebrating with a bunch of people."
Izuku's always had his mother to celebrate New Years' and other holidays with but sometimes he felt as if he was missing something, or someone...with his mother away the emptiness felt even greater as he thought about the Holidays.
Katsuki was ready to tell the boy off but as soon as he looked at the other, the words got stuck in his throat. Deku's eyes were cast downwards and his mouth formed a sad pout. He looked like a kicked puppy.
The blonde facepalmed. He really couldn't take any more of this day.
"Fine, we'll go."
"Really?" Izuku shot his head up, surprised Kacchan actually agreed.
"Sure, why the fuck not?"
Kirishima couldn't help but smile as he watched his friend struggle to keep an angry demeanor as the green haired boy mumbled excitedly about how much fun they would have.
He truly is a dog person.
"Great! Can't wait to see you guys again!" Kirishima said as he walked towards the door. "And thanks again for watching over Jr.! I'm sure he'll love to see ya again too, haha!"
"Bye Kirishima!" Izuku waved enthusiastically. "Text me the time we should arrive okay? We'll be there the minute you say so!"
"Or a few hours later-"
"I got you Midoriya!" Kirishima shouted as he descended down the stairs.
The redhead snuggled the now napping kitten further in his coat as he stepped into the outdoors. Snow drifted softly against the redhead's exposed face as he walked home beneath the stars.
Eijiro felt soft purrs vibrating against his chest. He smiled down at the precious creature in his arms and thought to himself,
Maybe I should get him a friend from the shelter...I wonder if they have golden retrievers.
Haiii, I obviously made up Kirishima being Christian/Jewish, and I don't know a thing about his family (anime watcher here) so I hope you guys aren't too distracted by the uncanonness of the coming chapters.