Author's Note

Woah, sorry for making everyone wait so long for this! I'd been occupied with other stories that I completely forgot about this one. But, after the long wait, here it is.

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07/03/2022

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"Hey there hun!" = Speech.

''And he's one to talk apparently?'' = Thought.

"Never fear, for I am here!" = All Might

Rated-M for language and blood and Zombie nudity.

A strong and violent storm battered the darkened skies of Musutafa, a terrible chill blasting any poor fool not smart enough to seek shelter.

Fortunately, most people were smart enough to seek said shelter. However, if one were to be out this time of night they'd bare witness to the sight of an undead girl shambling down the street, unable to maintain a steady stride.

Izuku had left the graveyard in a hurry, practically tripping over herself as she struggled to reach her destination.

The zombie quickly found it was difficult to see in the dark, feeling practically blind under the shadows of night.

To make it worse, her muscles had begun to lock up due to the cold, and every step she took made the next that much harder to move.

But she either didn't care or simply didn't notice, as she was much too preoccupied using what little brain power she seemed to have on making her way through the city towards the only face she could clearly remember.

Izuku stumbled, leaning against a random building to support herself. She felt like she was freezing, but she wasn't shivering. That only seemed to exacerbate the problem.

She stumbled by a dark alleyway, catching a side glance of a group of men. She thought nothing of it until she was suddenly grabbed from behind and thrown into the dark pathway.

"Oww… Why'd yah go and do that?" The zombie complained, having been thrown into the ground. She shook her head, immediately going to stand up.

"Watch it right there bitch!" The girl blinked as the tip of a knight hovered a few inches from her face. "What's a cute piece of ass like yours doing out this late a-"

"Oh! You think my ass is cute? Thanks!" She beamed, cutting the man off. The thug's expression faltered for a moment before he snarled. "I'm flattered, but yah not my type."

"Damn boss, bitch has a mouth!" Someone else spoke up, brandishing a knife as well. "Maybe we outa teach her a lesson?"

"You two sure talk a lot." Izuku commented, going to stand up.

"The fuck did I say?! Don't move or I'll stab you! Do you wanna die?!"

"Not feeling like doing that again, actually." She groaned, ignoring him as she stood up. "Did you want something? I'm sorta busy."

The man looked as if he had a minor stroke at her question and blatant disregard of her own safety.

"Strip or I'll slit your throat!" A softer feminine voice ordered from behind her, holding a blade to her throat.

"Strip what?" Izuku repeated, confused. "I'm only wearin' underwear… Unless..?" Her eyes lit up mischievously. "Oh, how lewd! Thanks for the offer, but I have someone else in my life…" She spaced out for a moment.

"At least I think I do…" She muttered, hand to her chin in thought. The knife against her throat pressed tight again her.

"I won't ask again, you stupid bitch!"

"Hey, I have feelings too you know." Izuku whined, pulling away from the woman.

Fed up with her attitude, she slit the green haired girl's throat.

Blood went everywhere, Izuku's eyes widening.

"Hey, that wasn't very nice…" The zombie muttered.

The thugs recoiled.

"W-What the hell?!" The main guy shrieked.

"This girl's crazy!!" The lady suddenly stabbed her, the knife embedded deep into the zombie girl's chest.

Izuku's head suddenly lolled to the side, her eyes lighting up with an otherworldly glow. Before the thug could react the zombie was upon her, biting into her shoulder.

The thug's screams echoed into the night, a flash of thunder lightning up the streets as they were seen running out of the alleyway with their tails between their legs. The zombie girl slowly shambled out, head tilted to the side, mouth covered in blood.

The rain would wash the rest off by the time she got to where she was going...

Where was she going...?

...

Oh yeah...

"Kacchan!" She beamed, slinking into the night...

It was storming outside, the cacophony of noise assaulting his ears. It was late into the night and he was horribly exhausted, but he couldn't sleep. Dulled red eyes stared balefully at the ceiling above, burning holes into the white painted walls.

He couldn't bring himself to get any rest, and couldn't bother thinking of himself. All he could think of was her.

Why did he deserve to sleep, knowing what had happened? Who was he to go to sleep at night and rest easy?

He hated himself. He hated everything about himself…

He told himself that he had done everything he did to protect her. To protect her from the people of this world. To protect her from the villains that wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of a pretty young girl that had no powers to use to defend herself.

And, above all, he told himself that he needed to defend her from herself. It was her mindset that terrified him to the deepest pits of his heart.

She wanted to become a hero in a world filled with superpowers, where she didn't have a superpower…

She was going to get herself killed, or worse. That's why he told himself that he would stamp out her dream no matter what, so that she would live a normal life and stay safe. That's why he said he'd become a hero, to protect her and live out her dream for her, since she was unable to.

But in his mindset, he didn't notice when after she continued to strive for that dream, he became crueler in his ways. He told himself that even if she hated him and wanted nothing to do with him in the end, if she never loved him, it would be worth it because she'd be alive.

He didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. He never got the chance to make her stay in the land of the living.

Katsuki threw his shirt off, piling it together with more of his other clothes in a random corner. He felt way too hot right now to wear a shirt.

Even three months after she passed he was still bent over about her, and despite the encouraging words from his family, and hell, even the number one hero himself, he still blamed himself for her death.

That's why he was becoming stronger, so that a horrible future like this one wouldn't happen again.

"I can't fucking believe it…" The explosion user muttered, pressing the palms of his hands into his eyes. There was no use trying to go to sleep now, he couldn't do it. He was too hot, and needed to cool off.

With that thought in mind he got out of bed, moving for the window. It was dark in his room, all the lights off. But as he approached the window he froze dead still.

It was open, rain pouring through. His heart rate skyrocketed, eyes wide as he stood perfectly still. It was closed not ten seconds ago, he knew it.

And if he didn't open it, then who did?

There was a creak behind him and he lunged for the shadowy form he caught a glance of.

"Eep!?" A cute voice squeaked as Katsuki grabbed them, tackling them to the floor. In the dead of night he could barely make out the intruders form, tall and bouncy, and soaking wet.

"Who the fuck are you! Answer me before I kick your tiny little ass!" He shouted hotly. He was in no mood for this shit, and he could care less if it was some girl who thought she could steal from him.

"N-Ngh-! K-Kacchan? My ass isn't tiny..." Katsuki froze at the voice, letting the intruder go as he stumbled backwards. The voice was cheerful and bright, and he could feel the grinning energy from the shadows. "I'm bigger then you..."

N-No! No this wasn't happening!

He was going insane, wasn't he?

That voice, a voice he could never forget. A voice that belonged to the only one he ever felt anything for in his entire life, the one he lost only months ago.

It wasn't possible. It couldn't be possible.

"H-Hey! W-Where'd you go? I can't see anything in the dark…" The girl called out in the voice of his dead friend.

Was this some villain that was using a voice altering quirk? If so then he was about to waste them.

"I found you!" She called out, her breath tickling his neck. Katsuki was caught off guard as the girl tripped in the dark, knocking him into the wall. He felt his back hit a button and suddenly they were both blinded by the burning white light of his overhead lamp.

"Hello, Kacchan!" Katsuki felt his blood run cold, staring in slack jawed awe at the girl atop him. Pale supple white skin and long wild green hair filled his vision, glowing green eyes staring widely down at him. Her lips were open in a wide happy grin, showing off all her large sharp teeth in a smile.

Her lack of any upper body apparel was ignored for the more pressing thing at hand. The girl was absolutely covered in blood, most of it likely her own. His eyes widened in silent shock as the girl leaned in close, sniffing his neck. And, for a brief moment he thought she was about to rip his neck open with those terrifyingly sharp teeth, but she didn't, instead pushing her nose into the side of his neck.

"Your blood smells so nice…" She cooed, holding herself back from biting into his like she did the thugs in the alleyway. He could feel the veins in his throat pulsing against her nose, his body reacting with a flight or fight response at the close proximity. "Can I have some?"

"I-Izuku…?" Katsuki breathed out, eyes wide, not daring to take his gaze off of her. He was afraid that if he looked away, that she'd vanish as if this was all just some cruel dream. "H-How… Y-You..? Is that you..?" His lips opened and closed multiple times, his imitation of a fish out of water. "You are dead… you should be dead…" He breathed, not trusting his own eyes.

"I know! Isn't it amazing! I got my quirk, Kacchan!" Izuku cooed, stunningly wide unblinking eyes staring him down. She hadn't blinked the entire time she was here, and it was unnerving to say the least. He could see a hunger in her gaze, yet she contained herself. She was so close that their heads were touching.

"Y-You died… How are you here…?" He felt like his head was in a daze as he asked, his brain practically shutting down. "Why are you covered in blood? How are… H-How is…?" His gaze was pulled down from her eyes and to her breasts, eyeing the bloody hole in her left boob.

"Oh, that? Some guy stabbed me in an alleyway. But I'm fine see!" Izuku completely brushed off his worries, standing up. "Look look! I got these stitches all over my face! Sorta like the signifier of my quirk activating. All my other wounds vanished but my face stitched itself back together and doesn't look like it'll go away. And my teeth are super sharp, this one guy tried to molest me but I bit his hand off, and then his boss stabbed me and I was totally fine! Isn't this great?! Kacchan, we can finally be hero's together!"

Katsuki sat there in horrified silence as the literal zombie in front of him went on the most Izuku Midoriya-like rant he'd ever heard. She danced around like everything was completely fine, ignorant to how unbelievably insane everything she said sounded. She didn't even seem to bat an eye to her current lack of clothing, seemingly having lost her sense of modesty altogether, not caring about her large bloody boobs.

"Come on, Kacchan! Aren't you excited!? I'm so happy, I'm not quirkless anymore! You won't have to dislike me anymore! We can be friends again!" She exclaimed happily, staring him down with a strange sense of boundless energy. Her head twitchily tilted to the side, much like any fictional zombie stories would have you believe they did. "Are you alright, Kacchan? You look like you're gonna fain-"

"Shut up! Just-!" Katsuki suddenly blurred out, teary red eyes staring exhaustedly at her. "Give me a fucking second to breath…" He threw his hands up, telling her to stop. Izuku hesitated, her expression falling for the first time since she arrived.

"B-But… Kacchan…? Are you happy?" She asked.

"No! This is-! This is fucked up!"

"S-So you don't want me back…?" She asked quietly, rubbing her elbow nervously. His eyes widened.

"No! I-I mean yes! That's not what I meant…" He got out. "This is wrong! What happened is my damn fault! You didn't need to die!" He yelled. But she grinned, showing off those sharp pointed teeth.

"But I got my quirk, just like I knew I would! You were right, Kacchan! All I had to do was wait" She beamed. She paused when he stood up, grabbing her by the shoulders. She felt her cheeks turn red at the burning intensity in his tear stained gaze.

"No! That shit doesn't matter. I don't care about your stupid quirk! You died because I didn't defend you..." He trailed off, and a weakness he'd never shown leaked through. Tears started falling down his cheeks, his teeth gritted so tight it hurt. "If I just supported you then you wouldn't have died!"

"But it's fine! Look, I'm here aren't I?" She brushed off his concerns.

"No! No buts! No fucking buts!" He shouted, shaking her shoulders. "You can't just brush by that!"

"W-Whaaa! D-Don't s-s-shaakkkeee meeee!" Izuku cried out as he tried to throttle this demand into her. She blinked as he suddenly pulled her into his lap in a tight hug, the young man not daring to let her go. "K-Kacchan..?"

"Shush! I'm just going to… hold you for a moment…." He muttered, staring past her at the wall behind. She didn't say anything, and let the young man do what he wanted. Instead she rest her head atop his, seeing as she was taller then him.

They sat there for a large undetermined amount of time, Katsuki just holding her, continuously proving to himself that she was indeed real and he was truly holding onto her.

The zombie couldn't find it in herself to push him away and so she melted into his touch. She hugged him back, holding him as he cried silently.

"I-I'm… I can't even put into fucking words how… It's just…" Bakugo couldn't even get the words out, but Izuku assumed she knew what he wanted to say.

"Can I-?"

"Shush." Katsuki shushed, hugging her tighter.

"Bu-?"

"No! You've lost talking privileges for the night!" He muttered, hugging her tighter. Izuku went silent, letting him pull her closer. He closed his eyes, taking in her scent. She was real, she was here, she was…

Well…

She wasn't alive…?

He wasn't sure, but she was here with him, and that's all that mattered. And now that he had her back, he wasn't ever going to let her g-

"O-Ow!? The fuc-!?" Katsuki practically barked in surprise, as at some point the zombie had leaned in just a bit too close and had decided to bite into his shoulder. Of course, with her teeth she easily punctured his skin, drawing forth his tasty blood. The explosion user felt a shiver craw down his spine as she lapped away at his blood, her eyes half lidded with a look of ecstasy marking her face.

"Deku!" He grunted, trying to pry her face off his shoulder. If she didn't let go then she probably would've taken a chunk of his shoulder with her. "Damnit! What the hell was that?!"

Katsuki grasped her shoulders, trying to shake her out of whatever daze she found herself in. Her eyes were glazed over, a wild sharp grin on her now bloodstained lips. He was going to ask her again, but watched in shocked awe as the stab wound in her left boob rapidly vanished, leaving no trace of ever existing.

Slowly her normal look returned to her eyes and she smiled. "Oh, hi Kacchan! When'd you get there? Oh, what happened?! Your shoulder is bleeding!" The zombie ranted, fussing over the teen's bleeding shoulder.

''Did her fucking brain reset?!'' The blonde thought, eyes twitching. Katsuki grabbed her shoulders, holding her still. "You just… go clean up!"

"But?"

"Shower! Blood, everywhere!" He shouted, pointing at the opposite doorway.

"Mkay… so pushy…" The zombie pouted, standing up from his pinned position. He watched her go, eyes twitching violently at her completely lack of modesty. She was barely dressed at all.

"And put some damn clothes on!!" He shouted.

He stared blankly at the door to his bathroom, listening as the shower turned on. He stared blankly at it for what felt like forever before he dragged his lazy ass to his feet.

The blonde made his way downstairs, wandering into the living room. The sound of running water seemed to echo in the background as he took a seat at his dining room table.

"What the hell is happening…?" He muttered in a daze, resting his head on the table. He had the strangest boner right now...

"You look like shit. Are you bleed-? the hell happened?!" Katsuki raised his head as his mother walked in, half awake. It only took the woman a second to notice her bleeding son at the table. She quickly noticed the fact that it was a bite mark that was causing said bleeding.

"Are you.. what was all that yelling a minute ago? We're you having sex or something? You're way too damn young for that shit!" She went off, but the dull look he sent her made her pause.

"There is a fucking zombie, in my shower." Katsuki stated, staring at her unblinkingly.

"Excuse you?" She deadpanned. Katsuki sucked in a breath, running his hands through his hair.

"There is a literal naked fucking zombie in my damn shower… And I am currently trying to… wrap my head around it…" He muttered tiredly, resting his head on the table.

Mitsuki stared blankly at her son for a solid minute before turning away and moving for his room on autopilot, opening the door, eyeing the bloody rags left on the floor. She turned towards the bathroom door, not hesitating before pushing her way in.

"Oh! Hello Mitsuki!" Mitsuki swung open the shower curtain, catching an eyeful of the seemingly stitched back together green haired girl that was killed days ago. However, said girl was using her sons shower and definitely wasn't a corpse, as proven by the fact that she waved at her.

Mitsuki eyed the stitchings that marked her face and her upper breasts. She blinked once, twice, then slowly closed the curtain and left the bathroom.

A minute later found the mother back in the kitchen, eyes wide in exhausted shock.

"Your uh… Is that Izuku…?"

"… Yeah…"

"How… I must must be dreaming…"

"No uh, you're not. I was definitely bitten by a fucking zombie…" Katsuki grunted, running his hands through his hair. His mind was having a meltdown at the moment.

"Listen… I… I'm going back to bed…" Mitsuki turned away, half open eyes blinking slowly. This was way too early for this shit, and she was planning on getting another five hours of sleep at least.

She stopped suddenly, eyes narrowed despite her sleeplessness. "Wait... She's just a zombie right? Not a fucking zombie?"

"The hell are you on about?!?" Katsuki screeched.

"Mmhmmm..."

Morning came slowly to the explosion user, the platinum blond haired teen feeling like he'd been thrown through the wringer emotionally. Last night had been a-

"Ahhmmm..."

Last night had been a lot to handle, emotionally and physically. Who knew that he'd ever see her again? He couldn't handle how fucking crazy this all-

"Mhmmmmhmm..."

He couldn't handle how-

"Ahnnn.."

"Izuku..?"

"Hmm?" The zombie blinked.

"Stop fucking moaning... I'm trying to sleep..." Katsuki ground out, one bleary red eye half opened. The zombie laying atop him in nothing but one of his shirts, which happened to be a few sizes too small for her, had fallen asleep practically hugging him to death.

She'd also taken to moaning strangely throughout the night, and it was getting on his nerves. Turns out that she couldn't handle the cold very well as a zombie, or so she said, and she'd taken to stealing his body heat instead.

Apparently when she died she also lost the sense of personal boundaries, because she had zero qualms about shoving her boobs into his face to get a closer more personal hug out of him. She liked it better that way.

Katsuki was just trying to sleep.

"Oooh... But you're so waaarm..." She cooed. His eyes twitched violently, before he dropped his head in defeat.

At least she'd stopped biting him during the night...

She'd started licking his neck however, so he wasn't sure if it was a good sign or not...

This wasn't how he expected his day to go, sleeping with a half naked zombie of his best friend who he thought for sure dead. Currently he was quote unquote trying to sleep, but in actuality he was trying to mentally wrap his head around the hell was happening, and how to go forward from here.

"Mmhmmnnn..."

His eyes twitched as she pulled him closer to herself, her nose shoved deep into his explosive head of hair. Her eyes half lidded as she took in his scent. He eyed her from underneath her boobs with a scowl, thinking about what do now.

"Galactic conquest, is here! Galactic conquest, is here!"

"Oh thank god!" Katsuki exclaimed, reaching beyond the girl for his phone that had started going off. Izuku refused to move, so he shoved the phone up to his ear. "Hello…?" He groaned.

"Bakugo, my boy! How are you doing?" It was the powerful voice of the one and only hero, All Might, that echoed through the phone. "I know it's been a few days, but I've been really busy as of late!" The mountain of a man laughed.

"I'm sure…" The blond muttered, voice somewhat muffled underneath the boobs shoved in his face.

"So, I've come across some free time! Are you ready to continue your training?! We've only got five months before Yuuei's entrance exam! You've got to be ready to be on top of the test!"

"Mmmmhmmm…" A moan echoed out over the call.

"Bakugo.. Who was that?" He asked slowly.

"Uh… so…." The blond tried. "Yeah about that…"

God, how was he going to explain this one? ''Yeah, you know the girl that died for me? Well she's back, she's a zombie, and she's dressed in nothing but a shirt and she's my bed and refuses to stop moaning while I'm trying to sleep!''

Yeah that didn't sound like the best way to explain tha-

"Kacchan..? Who's that?" Said zombie girl asked, peeking up from the boy's head of hair.

"Bakugo.. That voice!" All Might exclaimed. "W-What's going on?"

"Woah, you've got the number one's phone number!?" Izuku shot up, snatching the phone from the teen. "Gimme! Gimme!"

"No, damnit Izuku!" He hissed, muffled as she pressed him back down into the bed with her free hand. "Gib' me 'he phon' ack'!" He barked through her hand.

"Hi All Might!" She beamed, ignoring the explosion user entirely. "How'd you get Kacchan's phone number? He never gives out his phone number to anyone!" She exclaimed. "Unless you guys are friends now?! Kacchan! When did this happen?!" She practically jumped in excitement.

"Izuku! Give me back the phone!" Katsuki barked. He finally managed to swipe it away from her, only to have the camera turn on as the Hero instigated a face chat.

"Y-Young Bakugo… What's happening?" He asked. The man's face was pale, nervous sweat dripping down his face. "Why do I hear that girl's voice? What's going on?" He asked. To hear the voice of a dead person in such a manner was unnerving to say the least.

Katsuki sat up, running a hand through his hair in uncertainty. "You know, I can't actively answer that right now…" He deadpanned. The camera shook again before the girl stole the phone away from him. All Might felt his heart stop at the sight of her.

It was her. The girl from that day months ago…

The girl that had died when he could've saved her. The one that gave her life willingly if it meant saving her friend.

The one he personally saw die…

"H-How…? His is this possible?" He breathed.

"Dunno…" Izuku offered nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders. The man couldn't help but focus in on the stitches that crossed her face, her emerald orbs glowing in the dim light of the room.

"Hey listen! I'll get back to you later All Might!" Katsuki quickly added before hanging up. He sighed, rubbing his temples.

"You smell nice…" She murmured in his ear. Katsuki groaned.

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