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A Day In Your Life
Chapter 1
Bakugo stomped into the home office of his hero agency, glaring darkly at anyone who even remotely crossed into his line of sight. He went straight to the locker room to change into his hero costume, slamming his locker open with a rattling bang.
"Hey bro!"
The blonde cursed under his breath, his already present headache only increasing from the loud, overly excited voice of his old classmate and current patrol partner. He closed his red eyes, attempting to calm himself before he blew Kirishima away for the third time that month. Eventually, he'd be reprimanded for it.
"Fuck off," Katsuki growled instead, stripping down unabashedly so that he could put on his suit and get the hell out of there already.
Eijiro just chuckled though, his carefree voice ringing in Bakugo's ears like an obnoxious train whistle that just wouldn't shut up. "Bro! You've really been tense lately. What's eating you, man?"
The blonde punched his locker shut, leaving a fist-sized burn mark sprinkled dent right in the center. He didn't say a word, instead grabbing hold of Eijiro's headgear to drag him out for their shift.
Kirishima could tell that Katsuki was irritated, that much was so blatantly obvious even the densest person would notice. But, he had no idea just how much rage was pooling in the explosive heroes chest and he honestly didn't want to; Ground Zero was a handful on the best of days.
So instead of pressing the issue while the blonde was still circling the meltdown drain, he allowed himself to be half dragged out onto the sidewalk and stayed uncharacteristically quiet for the first part of their tour.
It wasn't until partway through their lunch break that Kirishima couldn't resist the urge anymore, lips parting in a toothy grin as Bakugo angrily drank his water. Only Katsuki could make literally every activity seem cumbersome.
"So… You gonna tell me or am I going to have to guess?"
The blonde's red eyes flickered up from his food and across the table at Eijiro, daring him to open his mouth just one more time. But it didn't seem to deter his only real friend at all, it might have even egged him on some.
Kirishima took in a huge breath, readying himself for a windfall of guesses that was designed to drive Bakugo crazy. "Did—"
"Alright. Fuck. Just shut your stupid face or I'll blow it off." Katsuki hissed, finally giving in. He pulled out his phone, punching the extra sturdy screen protector harshly until he found what he was looking for.
Eijiro triumphantly took the cell, one eyebrow raising in confusion at what was displayed there. "Hero rankings?" he asked, scanning over the list more closely this time. It seemed pretty reasonable looking, especially since they'd only been Pros for four years.
Katsuki grunted in response, apparently believing that the link was explanation enough for the murderous aura he'd been giving off for the last several hours.
Kirishima bit his lip, deciding to think through what was so glaringly obvious to Bakugo before he asked him to explain. He found 'Ground Zero' ranked number fifteen—up three spots from last year's poll. He shook his head a little, "that shouldn't have bothered him unless he assumed he'd move more…"
He kept examining, finding Todoroki ranked fourteenth. That could have done it but it was only one spot; they'd been close like that before and it wasn't this world ending. He scrolled up a little higher, chuckling and talking before he even thought about the consequences.
"Hey! Midoriya made it to the top ten—Oh…" He trailed off, gulping apologetically when Bakugo practically vibrated with anger, hands smoking ominously and twitching as he gripped his pant legs tightly.
"That… little bug… is already—FUCK!" Katsuki attempted to ground out before finally shouting in irritation.
Kirishima was thankful that they were outside in a park once the smoke around his partner cleared; he'd managed to get his hands away from the picnic table in time to save it, but, the grass around him was another story entirely.
He whistled lowly, blowing some of the floating debris away from his nose. "Dude…"
Katsuki growled and threw out what was left of his food. "Let's fucking go. I've got some ass to kick so I can beat that little shit next year."
~Same Time; Different City~
Midoriya sneezed cutely in his napkin, blinking in embarrassment when Todoroki's hand was on his forehead a moment later checking his temperature.
"You don't feel warm yet." The dual user confirmed, settling back into his chair to continue eating. "But you haven't been resting enough and you will eventually come down with something."
Izuku propped his cheek up on his fist, picking through his food with disinterest. "I'm fine!" he assured even as he had to fight back a betraying yawn. "If you only sneeze once it's because someone is talking about you…"
Shoto's heterochromatic eyes examined him coolly, as unreadable as always. He stayed that way, silently staring at Midoriya for almost a minute before his eyebrows finally furrowed in confusion. "If that's the case then wouldn't you be sneezing all the time? You're all anyone is talking about these days."
The mossy-haired pro almost dropped his forehead to the table as he sweatdropped. Todoroki often took what was said literally, almost as much as Iida. They'd had a lot of laughs working together as heroes because of that, the two of them inseparable best friends.
Midoriya scrunched his nose up instead, smiling at Shoto. "So, maybe it isn't true. But I'm still fine!" he assured once more, though it was clear that the dual user wasn't convinced. Izuku was about to make more most likely futile attempts to curb his partner's worry when he spoke first.
"I suppose I should expect this behavior from you even more now that the rankings came out. Congratulations, Izuku…"
Midoriya looked down at his food sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head. He'd already heard that so many times since he'd woken up, the first coming from his mother just seconds after the poll results had been released online.
"You're almost there too!" he chuckled, "pretty soon it will be you, me, and Kacchan competing for first place just like at UA."
"I highly doubt Bakugo or I will ever be number one… at least not unless you retire early and let us squabble over the position."
Midoriya blushed heavily at the complement only to have his chest throb with anxiety just a heartbeat later. Could he really make it to the Number One spot and keep it for the remainder of his career like All Might had or would he stumble along the way? What if he couldn't live up to his predecessor's expectations or failed to train a new One For All user well enough to continue keeping the world safe in his place? Could he truly handle being quirkless once more?
The detrimental thoughts plagued his mind, repeating over and over so loudly that he wanted to cover his ears to block them out. He gripped the edge of the table tightly, face draining of color as he closed his fear-filled green eyes. Izuku felt his lungs spasm for air, squeezing painfully until a frigid hand landed firmly on his bare neck and shot frost down his shirt, shocking him out of his panic.
He took several deep, calming breaths as he regained his composure even after Shoto once again returned to his seat. Anxiety attacks were not a new thing for him, but, he truly hated it when they happened while he was in his hero costume. Something about losing control of himself in such a way when he was supposed to hold it together for others made it so much worse.
"Yes, you will make it to the top and stay there. No, you won't stumble. You'll surpass your predecessors' expectations and you'll be an effective master to whatever pupil you chose to pass on your gift to. Your real power isn't your quirk Izuku, it's you. When the time comes for you to be quirkless again, you'll be just fine… I'll see to it personally." Shoto stated firmly.
Midoriya sniffled as tears threatened to slip down his freckled cheeks, a wobbly smile directed at Shoto for his kind words. He hadn't realized he'd been mumbling his worst fears, but, sometimes he was glad that he did. "Thanks… I'll… I'll do my best…"
"You always do." Todoroki sighed, "And that's what has me so worried about you. Those attacks have been more frequent recently and brought on much more easily. You look tired, Izuku…"
The smaller hero did indeed feel tired, his whole body aching for sleep in the worst way. He was rarely able to get a full nights rest anymore; he hadn't since All Might had passed. Every muscle fiber he had was strained like he'd done too much exercise the day before.
But he refused to tell Todoroki that. No, the boy would just fuss over his wellbeing even more to the point that it started affecting his life too. He was just about to poorly lie to Shoto about how desperately he was trying to hold on when his phone rang, saving him.
"Hello?" He answered, straightening up in his seat while Todoroki went ahead and cleaned up their table. "Okay… Yes, sir… No, I'll bring Duality as well since he's with me right now. Okay. Bye."
"Trouble?" Shoto sighed, wishing that they'd had more than ten minutes to sit after such a long morning of tedious small-crime stopping work.
Midoriya nodded and slipped on his gloves, maneuvering around Todoroki so that he could grab hold of him under his arms. The dual user leaned his head back over Izuku's shoulder, supporting his neck for the force that was about to be placed on it.
In an instant Deku had leaped off with Duality, unknowingly heading straight for the same place that Ground Zero and Crimson Riot had been summoned to.
Bakugo adjusted the special gear on his hands and forearms as he stomped towards the villain attack they'd been called to handle. He was revving to go, his temper still running high from early that morning. "Hurry the fuck up, Kirishima. We need to get this bastard."
"But Baku-bro! Headquarters called back and told us not to engage anymore. They uh… well…"
"Spit it out!" Katsuki snapped, his palms already sparking with pent up frustration. "Why the fuck would we wait when we are right here?"
Kirishima breathed in deeply and then huffed out, his body already hardened in preparation. He got in front of Bakugo, halting his movement by gripping both of his strong shoulders tightly. "I know this really isn't what you want to hear any day… especially right now. But… They called Deku in fro—"
'BOOM'
Eijiro was blown back as Katsuki seemingly combusted on the spot, sending cement and debris flying out in all directions. He landed solidly on his rear, struggling to see the blonde through the smoke until he noticed the stream leading away from the area and towards the villain. "Well… shit."
The redhead ran after him, unable to keep up with the speed from his explosions. But, he wasn't exactly delighted to see what was about to go down anyway. As he kept his eye on his wayward partner, he was able to perceive another two forms soaring through the sky, one spewing ice to slide safely down while the other was surrounded by green lightning.
~0o0~
Katsuki hissed in displeasure as Midoriya landed in the middle of the mostly deserted road, Todoroki sliding down behind him like the little lost puppy he was. Angry red eyes met uneasy green, immediately setting the smaller hero on edge.
"H-hey, Kacchan…" Izuku called gently, waving at him with his usual anxious smile. It only pissed Bakugo off more.
"Back the fuck up, Deku. This bitch is mine." He warned menacingly, turning his attention back to the woman who was clearly alarmed by the number of top heroes who'd come to stop her little games.
She stumbled back slightly, attempting to put more distance between her and the enraged blonde stomping towards her. "I… I give up!" she exclaimed nervously, "I was just having a little fun! No harm done."
"It's okay, mam!" Midoriya responded gently, carefully stepping towards her like she would attempt to flee at any point. "Why don't you just come with us and we'll—"
"Shut the fuck up, Deku!" Bakugo growled, his harsh voice making both the villain and Midoriya flinch slightly. "She's coming with me."
"R-right…" Izuku agreed, nodding for her to go along with the blonde. "You can go with Kacc—Ground Zero, and he'll take you to the police. Alright?"
Katsuki could feel the vein in his temple and neck throbbing. Hot, angry, envy filled blood pumping through him like raging lava. Of course today of all days, he wouldn't have a single fight on his hands when he needed to feel someone being blasted beneath his palms. And then fucking Deku just had to be there too, rubbing in his top ten status in that unassuming way he always did.
But it didn't stop there. No, now a mother fucking villain was more afraid of him, a damn hero, than anyone else and stupid little Deku was the one coaxing her into surrender without a single gust of wind.
"You…" Bakugo seethed darkly, "You jumped across three fucking cities… just to come and take this away from me, Deku?"
Midoriya could see how the blonde was literally seconds away from losing his temper entirely, the sweat on his arms sliding down into the storing canisters and overflowing. He could blow up half a city block if he wanted at that moment.
"Kacchan." He said firmly, stepping in between the villain and his rival. "Not here."
"You little—"
"Izuku!" Shoto shouted, his ice rapidly approaching the trio. The woman had taken the moment Izuku and Katsuki had unwittingly given her, pushing the mossy-haired teen into Bakugo with a mischevious smile.
The two were completely surrounded just seconds later, the woman entrapped in a large chunk. But Todoroki could feel in his gut that something wasn't right. He quickly ran over to the barrier he'd made, melting it down just as Kirishima finally caught up.
"Izuku?" "Katsuki" They both inquired, calling out to each of their partners. Bakugo and Midoriya were just sitting facing each other, their eyes wide and confused.
All at once, the blondes red orbs pooled with tears, shocking Kirishima and Todoroki in ways they didn't think were possible. "Shoto… I… I think that villain managed to hit us with her q-quirk!" he whimpered, turning to look up at the dual user pitifully.
"Ah? Hit us? You little shit, Deku! She hit you with her quirk and your useless ass fell into me."
The two standing pros whipped their heads around to where Izuku was sitting. It was his voice, his appearance, but those words were certainly not from the sweet boy the whole world loved.
"Oh… Oh no…" Eijiro gasped, "they switched bodies."
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