"Oy, we're going on a human date." Bakugou said as he walked into Izuku's shop. "You know, normal people say hello first before they start making demands." Izuku said as he pulled a sword out of the forge before dunking it into cold water to quench it. "Fuck off, we're going on a human date. Now let's go." Bakugou demanded, planting his palms on the counter and leaning against his arms.

"You are such the charmer. Can't you wait? At least until closing? Please? I'll let you stay here in the mean time." Izuku pleaded as he continued his work, setting the quenched sword down on his workbench before hauling another sword from the forge for quenching. Bakugou tsked at him, scowling as he watched Izuku worked. "Fine, but we're going on a human date as soon as you're done, you hear me?" Bakugou said.

"Why do you keep calling it that?" Izuku asked.

"Calling what?"

"Human date. Are dates exclusive to humans? Do the gods not date? You can just say date, Bakugou." Izuku said, dunking another sword into water. "Hell no, what the fuck would gods need dating for?" Bakugou spat out. Izuku glanced over to him and smiled, "Then why are you here, asking for a date, hm?"

"You son of a bitch! You wipe that smile off your face!" Bakugou yelled at him, slapping his open palms against the counter. Izuku only smiled and rolled his eyes before turning his attention back to the blades he quenched.

This was day number six of Bakugou pestering him. After that day when Bakugou had shown up and man handled Izuku a bit then demanding that they immediately begin courting, he had shown himself to Izuku at least once a day. 'Persistence is key, I guess...' Izuku thought to himself.

"Hey Bakugou," Izuku began, the other shifting his attention to the green haired man covered in sweat and soot. "Why did you decide on me?" He asked. A determined grin spread across his face. "Because you've got a sexy body and you turn me on like I thought no human could." Bakugou said casually. Izuku paused his work for a moment before sighing.

"Not sure what I was expecting, honestly." He said then continuing his work. "Hey fucker, you should be-"

"Grateful, I know."

"Piss off. With how straight-laced you are, I know for a fact that no one else was interested in you the way I am. You should be glad you managed to get such a nice catch!" Bakugou gloated.

Izuku could only press his lips together at the comment, trying to distract himself from Bakugou. Izuku was sure that he hadn't agreed to at least attempt to court Bakugou and let him have his way, Bakugou's behavior would be much worse than it currently was.

So, Bakugou, what-"

"Stop calling me that, dammit."

"Calling you what?"

"That name. That's not my real name, you know." Bakugou said, fiddling with leather scraps that were laying on the counter. "Ochaco and Tenya told you their true names, right? Although, making fake names in the first place was Ochaco's idea."

"Oh, then, what's your name?" Izuku asked, grabbing the last sword out of the fire and into the container of water, a hissing sound filling the workshop. "It's Katsuki." He said, turning around to lean agaisnt the counter, his back facing Izuku. "Katsuki... Huh." Izuku paused. 'It's kind of a cute name...'

"HAH?! You gotta problem with my name?!" Katsuki screamed at him, turning and pounding a fist on the counter. "No! I just thought, Bakugou fits you so much better than Katsuki. Because of... Baku..." Izuku trailed off. If Bakugou was the fake name that he had picked out for himself, then he surely chose it because of the 'baku' in his name. An explosion in name, character, and ability. How fitting.

"Fuck yeah! And I chose the name Katsuki because I'll always win!"

"Ehh, that's a big claim, Mr. Katsu. You'll win, everything?" Izuku prodded him as he cleaned up his workshop a tad, tying tags around the hardened swords to distinguish one from another and moving his quenching barrel. "Yes! In battles, sports, wits, even in courting you, I'm simply the best there is." He bragged and Izuku smiled to himself. "Really? I thought Yagi was supposed to be the best in battle."

Katsuki frowned, his hand tightening into a fist. "He's good. But I suppose that's his whole purpose." He fell silent. Izuku raised his eyebrows at the blonde man, and he felt like the situation only got a little awkward. 'I wonder if Baku- Katsuki has some sort of issue with Yagi, then.'

"W-Well, he has to be strong! He's the Symbol of Peace to humans. Calming conflict and weighing judgement and ensuring those who are good and just will be rewarded!" Izuku said as he put away the swords safely for tomorrow to be sharpened. "Psh, sounds like you admire him." Katsuki commented. "Yeah, I guess. I thought he was really cool as a kid. A god that values humans as much as the stories portray, always ensuring good wins and keeping the peace between countries and people. I really admire that. I prayed to him a lot. Nearly exclusively when I was a kid." Izuku said, laughing.

Katsuki stared at him from across the counter, his red eyes piercing into Izuku's body as the green-haired man cleaned up his workshop. "My mother told me that she thought it was pretty cute when I was a kid, but she had to force the habit out of me. Even as a child she told me it was disrespectful to ignore the gods for too long. And now I've met some of them, isn't that cool?! Although, I think I would really like to meet Todoroki, I have so many questions about how he controls the seasons! I wonder if the stories about him creating ice and flames are true. It would be so neat to-"

"Will you shut the fuck up?!" Katsuki screamed at Izuku, pounding a fist onto the counter. Izuku furrowed his eyebrows at the other. "What's your problem? You need to calm down before I throw you out."

"You," Katsuki spat out, elbow resting on the counter as he pointed a finger at Izuku. "Are not allowed to think about any of the gods, only me. Don't look at anyone else other than me, you got it? You should only be praying to me, you asshole!"

"Hey, you might be a god, but you don't own me!" Izuku yelled back, fists clenching. "HAH?! You're just a human, and you need to learn your fucking place, you fucking piece of shit!" He shouted at Izuku. "Excuse me?! You demand that I court you and go on all these dates with you while you assault me and insult me?! You need to get a grip, if you think I would really want to do any of those with you!"

"You... Motherfucker... If I recall, you were the one enjoying the pleasure that I had given you. You loved it." Katsuki said smirking, and Izuku narrowed his eyes at Katsuki. "That," He began, tossing water into the forge. "Was against my will. Now get out of here, I'm done with you."

Katsuki reeled, the fact that he had let his temper get to him and ruined his day with Izuku hitting him like a punch. "W-Wait, I-"

"I SAID, get out!" Izuku screamed at him, glaring. "Get out, and I better not see you again."

Katsuki ground his teeth together, glaring harshly at Izuku as he stood his ground against the god, the forge sizzling quietly. "Fuck." He muttered before making his way to the door, swinging it open and leaving the shop, slamming the door behind him.

Once Katsuki had left, Izuku let out an annoyed sigh. Tossing more water on the forge to put out the embers, he went back to cleaning up his shop for the night. He cleaned up the forge, ensuring no warm embers remained and stored away the quenched swords properly. He shuffled the quenching barrel out to the back door and dumped it in the grass. He placed the barrel beside the back door inside and made his way to the front door.

He hesitated for a moment, worrying if Katsuki was waiting for him outside. He shook his head and stepped outside, only to be met with the last few stragglers of the days' events walking the streets. He turning around pulled the iron padlock from his chiton's pocket, attaching it to the front door and locking it, tugging on it slightly to ensure it's strength.

He turned and began his walk home, weaving between the markets and the people milling about. The sun had faded from a hot yellow to a comforting orange as it lowered back towards the earth. Once approaching his home, Izuku was suddenly overcome with the feeling that his walk home was far too peaceful.

"You can stop following me now." He called out to silence that surrounded him and his home. A few seconds passed in silence, and before Izuku could take a few more steps to enter his home, he heard shuffling from behind. "How did you know I was following you?" Katsuki's familiar voice called from behind him. Izuku sighed before turning around.

"Call it a lucky guess. And you need to leave." He said, crossing his arms. "But we're going on a date, remember?" Katsuki said as he walked towards Izuku, closing the gap between the two. "I don't have to do anything with you." Izuku said, not moving as Katsuki approached him.

"Just... Go out with me tonight." Katsuki persisted. "No! Gods, you're so... Ugh, If I go out with you tonight, you will promise me that you'll leave me alone." Izuku said, relenting his wishes to the overly persistent god. Katsuki pressed his lips together, trying to grin while Izuku was in a bad mood. "Okay, come with me." Katsuki said as he swiped his hand at Izuku's, the other reflexivly jerking it away from the god.

"Let me just... Tell my mother I'll be going out tonight. And you stay put while I do so!" Izuku demanded, and Katsuki nodded his head. Izuku sighed and turned and approached the front door. He opened it and entered his home. His mother was sitting at the small table on the floor, fiddling with string and beads as she weaved a bracelet on the tiny, table top loom she owned.

"Oh, Izuku welcome back! What shall we have for dinner tonight, hmm?" She said as she put down her tools as she went to stand up. "Oh, sorry, Mother. I'm actually going out tonight. I just wanted to let you know before I left." He said as he took a few more steps into his home. His mother stared at him, her eyebrows raised against her forehead. "I see..." She then grinned. "Is this a date with a special lady friend, Izuku?" She asked.

Izuku let out a soft chuckle. "Sure, Mother. I don't know when I'll be back, but I will be back sometime tonight, okay?" He said as he reasurred his Mother that he'd be back. She always was such a worry-wart when it came to her son.

"Okay, Izuku, have fun! And I want to hear all about it tomorrow, alright?" She said smiling. "Sure thing, Mother. See you tonight!" He said as he turned and exited his home, closing the door firmly behind him.

Katsuki had been waiting for him patiently, leaning against the wall of the house next to the front door. "Alright, where are we going?" Izuku asked, almost impatiently. Katsuki stood from his leaning. "I wanted to go to the field next to the temple." He said. There was a small clearing next to the temple where a small stream ran through. "Okay, let's go." Izuku said, heading in the direction of the temple, taking the lead on their walk, mostly just wanting to hurry there so he could go home sooner.

Katsuki trailed two paces behind him, unnervingly silent. Izuku could feel Katsuki's glare on the back of his head. They began to pass back through the market as the crowds began to thin out as the sun set. While Izuku was focused on just passing through the crowds to make it to field Katsuki wanted to go to, he felt a slight tug on his shoulder sleeve of his chiton. He stopped and turned, Katsuki's fingers pinching the fabric.

"What is it?" Izuku asked, slightly annoyed. Katsuki stared at Izuku for a moment. "I was thinking... You need to eat, right?" He said and Izuku raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Oh, yeah, um... Hang on, I'll go get something really quick. Did, uh, you, need anything?" Izuku said awkwardly, supposing he might as well offer. Katsuki released his hold on the fabric. "No, I'll be fine. Go get something, I'll wait."

Izuku nodded and scurried off to a few nearby open markets, purchasing a loaf of bread, a small container of olive oil, and just a little cured meat. Wrapping up his purchases in a square piece of fabric, he returned to Katsuki's side.

"Good, let's go." Katsuki said, falling in front of Izuku and leading the way to the temple. The two of them fell into silence as they walked. Katsuki's sudden behavior change startled Izuku, it was very unlike the god to be this quiet and tame.

'Maybe he's feeling remorseful about what he's done? Maybe he'll finally leave me alone for good after this. I can't understand his thinking, this crazy man. I also can't beleive he hasn't smite me yet. I guess that's one thing to look forward to. Would he get in trouble for that? Hah, doubt it.' Izuku's mind wandered as they walked until the temple came into view, and the small field that bordered it as well.

There were a few people milling about, milling about the temple and a two other couples sitting in the field talking with each other. Izuku took a quick glance at Katsuki, the taller one's gaze unwavering, locked forward to the field before them. "Well, uh, we're here. Where do you want to sit?" Izuku asked, his stomach grumbling at him slightly. "I'll follow you wherever you want to sit." Was his reply.

"Um, okay. How about..." Izuku scanned the area before his glance fell on a small open patch near the water. He began to walk towards the area that he decided on, with Katsuki trailing behind him. Izuku then plopped down and opened up his pouch of food. Katsuki sat next to him as Izuku began to eat, opening the small bottle of olive oil and drizzling it on the bread before taking a bite.

"I wanted to say sorry."

"Hmm?" Izuku grunted at Katsuki, mouth full of bread and staring at the blonde man.

"I know I'm going to be doing a lot of apologizing too. But, I wanted to apologize for hurting you as I've been doing." Katsuki said, his voice dry as he spoke. Izuku looked up at Katsuki, chewing slowly. Katsuki buried his face in his hands, shaking his head. "I know I loose my temper a lot, but I'm new to... this." He said, his hands gesturing to Izuku. "You just gestured to all of me!" He said, annoyed.

Katsuki broke out a small smile. "I know! I'm new to... The whole, you know..." He trailed off, and Izuku stared at him with wide eyes. 'Is he... No, he couldn't...'

"Are you embarrassed?!" He blurted out, and Katsuki's face turned red. "Shut the fuck up! I'm trying to figure out how to..." Again, he gestured to Izuku.

"You did it again! What's that about?!" Izuku laughed out, and Katsuki scowled at him. "I just... Fuck, I'm no good at this." He said, twisting the hem of his robe between his fingers. "This is my first time liking someone like this, so I don't..." He trailed off.

Izuku studied Katsuki's face, the other's face beet red as he muttered. "I just, there's this feeling pulling me to you, and I don't know how to handle it." Katsuki admitted.

Izuku hummed as he took another bite, chewing as he thought. "Maybe it's Ochaco playing a prank?" Katsuki sighed. "No, I asked her and she said she wasn't doing anything. I don't think she has a part in... Whatever this is."

Izuku took a slice of meat from his pouch. "Do you want a piece?" He offered to Katsuki. "No, gods don't need to eat." He said. "Oh, I guess that makes sense..." Izuku responded before popping the thin slice into his mouth.

"Fuck, I know I sound sappy and stupid as fuck." Katsuki said, ruffling his hair with his hands before flopping onto his back to lay down. "Everyone feels like that when they like someone for the first time." Izuku said offering some sort of comfort to the god. "Right..." Katsuki said rolling his eyes.

"I mean it! I was the same way when I was younger. And you're right, it is embarrassing. But, I think you need to feel something like that to convey your true feelings." Izuku said, taking another bite of bread and oil. "So, uh, does this mean you'll forgive me?" Katsuki asked, only a little nervous. Izuku leaned back in thought.

"I don't think I can forgive you for the times you used The Passion on me, assaulting me, putting me under the influence to have sex with me-"

"Fuuuuck, just stop."

"But. I think I understand you a bit better now, and I understand why you did it. I don't know if I can forgive you, but I think I can move on." Izuku admitted, taking another bite. Katsuki sat up and stared at Izuku for a moment before drawing his attention to the small river in front of them. Katsuki was hard pressed to contain the excitement within himself. He knew that he fucked up, but he was willing to work hard to make amends.

"And you know, I think I feel something for you too. Maybe not on the same level of The Pull, but, something. Something tolerable, at least." Izuku said grinning as Katsuki sighed at him. "Wow, thanks a lot." He replied sarcastically.

"And you are very welcome." Izuku said sassily as he finished off his meal. "Thanks for agreeing to come here tonight." Katsuki said, his gaze focused on the grass blades at his feet. "I don't really think I came here much on my own volition." Izuku said, folding the cloth to slip into his pocket. "Yeah, okay, fair. Then, thanks for putting up with me."

"Oh, trust me, it wasn't easy." Izuku said frankly, and while he expected Katsuki to blow up on him again, the blonde simply just sighed. "Yeah, I know. I'm working on it." Katsuki admitted.

The conversation between the two trailed off, silence covering them as the sun set into a small sliver beyond the horizon. Although Katsuki's hand itched to hold Izuku's in his palm, he kept put.

Minutes passed before Katsuki finally broke the silence between them. "So, uh, it's getting late. Did you want me to walk you home, or something?" Katsuki offered, his red face and own nervous voice breaking through the dimmed lighting of nature. Izuku smiled softly.

"I think I'd like that."