While the people of Japan were happy now that Quirks have taken over society, some were less enthusiastic about it. Mostly the population that had not been selected to have these 'superpowers'. While their percentage was small, they still suffered.

Izuku knew from the moment the doctor told him he was Quirkless, his life would never be normal again. Inko tried to be kind to him, but she did not give him the reassurance he needed to overcome his heartbreak at the news. And his father was no longer in the picture, which didn't help the boy's anxiety.

Izuku had hoped that his best and childhood friend, Katsuki, would still like him, despite his lack of power, that also proved to be wrong. Katsuki had pushed him away, threw names at him that hurt more than any beating every could. He hated it. He hated Katsuki. That was, until Izuku finally snapped.

It was another sunny day, normal and peaceful. The people of Mustafu were idling around, waking up and getting off to work. Enjoying the sun, as it was already burning quite brightly, even though it was still the beginning of spring.

One such boy, in an apartment complex, woke up with a sense of dread. Not like his mother, who was happily making breakfast and lunch for herself and her son. Izuku didn't want to get out of his bed, fearing for what might come this day. He usually felt like this, for the last couple years. Simmering hatred gathering in his body, begging to get out. But he held it in.

Izuku knew that it would make no one happy, or impressed, if he were to get angry right now. Plus, it wasn't a very hero-like behaviour. So, he pushed it down and put on a fake smile as he climbed out of bed. He quickly put on his school uniform and grabbed his backpack, making sure to put his #13 notebook between his math and history books.

While they were allowed to have more notebooks with them at school, Izuku didn't want it to be found by Katsuki, as he was sure the blond boy would blow it up, or damage it in some way. Izuku shuddered slightly. He used to love his childhood friend. He used to look up to him and wanted to be an amazing person, just like him. But as soon as they found out that Izuku was Quirkless, Katsuki started to avoid him. That soon turned into verbal insults and sometimes even a couple punches. Not too often. Katsuki luckily knew, that an angry Inko, is a scary Inko.

Izuku shook his head and grabbed his backpack. He walked out of his room and greeted his mom with a smile. She gave him a dazzling smile back, and the boy knew that even with his days being like shit, the smiling face of his mother always brought some light back into the day. He sat down with her to eat breakfast, and they made idle chat.

Izuku knew that he had to eat something, but his stomach was fluttering with nerves, and he didn't know if it would stay down if he were to eat a lot. He didn't want to disappoint Inko, though, so he ate something. Not a lot, which also didn't go unnoticed by his mother's sharp eyes, but she let it slide.

Inko knew that her baby was having some trouble at school, but Izuku always refused to talk about it, or say who it was that tormented him. She had her suspicions, but it felt wrong to confront her son and her best friend about it. Mitsuki was a darling person, sometimes a little hot-headed – which she, undoubtedly passed onto her son – but she took good care of Katsuki, something Inko was sure about. So, she could not one day, go to them and ask them if Katsuki was bullying her baby. Inko knew that Mitsuki would become furious and that might backlash to Izuku. So, she kept her mouth shut.

Something she wishes she hadn't done.

The classes were okay, but the last lesson made Izuku feel like shit. Their homeroom teacher was talking about their future high schools, and he cruelly announced that Izuku wanted to aim for U.A. as well. Katsuki didn't like it one bit and he started to insult him even more, while the rest, and more importantly; their teacher, just watched on. In something that Izuku recognized as amusement.

It should not have surprised him as much as it did. Especially what happened after. As Katsuki told him that, Izuku froze. His expression turned blank, and his bullies watched him in confusion, hoping to get more of an reaction out of him.

As the three walked away, they missed the shaky smirk that settled on Izuku's lips. He couldn't help it. It was such an obvious sentence to cry to, or to collapse to. But he smirked and soon started to giggle.

At this point in time, Izuku was broken. And even if he could be fixed, he didn't want to be. He just wanted to become something that everyone didn't except him to be. All thanks to Katsuki.

The villain, to his own story, had finally woken up.

Izuku crouched down, staying low to the ground. He made sure not be seen, staying in the shadows on the rooftop. His black clothes were not visible in the night sky, which made the way his green eyes glow, creepy. He didn't care, it was the look he adapted after doing this for the past few months.

Just like Katsuki had suggested, Izuku took a swan dive. But he had planned it out. He had planned it out perfectly and faked his death. Inko was heartbroken, but Izuku knew that he would rather let her think he was dead, then let her think he was a villain. It would hurt her more.

Izuku had watched his own funeral from a distance, and was surprised to see that Katsuki had attended. He had not thought the blond boy would. He was even more shocked to see that he had cried and cursed at the casket for leaving him.

Izuku didn't want to admit that it made him feel guilty. He hated that feeling and was even starting to reconsider his fake death, just for the way his childhood friend reacted. While Izuku hated Katsuki, he also couldn't help but love him.

Katsuki made him snap, but he made him see reason. Of course, a Quirkless kid couldn't become a hero. He would just get in the way and only managed to hurt himself more. As a small-time villain, he could instal fear onto people and maybe hurt them a bit. He was still a hero deep down, but he now chose to use the skills he had gained from being a fanboy into his new line of work.

And Izuku had Katsuki to thank for it. If the explosive boy had not suggested suicide, then Izuku would be miserable, and he would have never thought to end his own life. As strange as it sounds, it just hadn't been in his mind to off himself before. His heart and head united to block all thoughts of that off.

But now, Izuku had a new life, thanks to his childhood friend and first love.

Izuku perked up when the light went on in the room, he was keeping an eye on. His pupils dilated and he felt himself getting warm and hard. He smirked as he watched Katsuki undress. His muscles were more defined now that he had started his hero course at U.A. Working out even more now that he had a goal, Izuku thought.

The freckled boy reached down in his sweats to grip his length. No matter how many times he saw his lovers' body, he would always get a hard on. Especially if he was shirtless. But now, Katsuki himself had the same thoughts. The boy threw himself on his bed, with only boxers on. His hand went to his growing cock, and he started to massage it over the fabric.

Izuku moaned softly, stroking his own hard-on frantically. He sped up even more and soon came in his sweats, Katsuki not even having taken out his own cock. But Izuku wasn't done, he got hard again instantly and kept the same pace as before. Panting harshly against the railing of the roof, his face pressed against it.

Katsuki had finally taken out his member and stroked the tip with one hand, the other moving up and down the shaft. Izuku came again, but didn't stop his tugging. He could do this for hours; he could watch this for hours. Even if his love was asleep, he would be able to continue until Katsuki left the room.

"Izuku…" the freckled boy groaned when he heard his name from Katsuki's mouth. It had not been the first time. The first time he was just curious about how his ex-bully's life was. Izuku had not expected the boy to jerk off and moan his name. He had instantly cum into his pants, without touching anything. That was how this all started.

Katsuki's face was slightly flushed as his movements sped up and Izuku couldn't help but cum again, still not stopping his hand on his cock. "Fuck, Izuku!" the blond boy cursed softy, pushing his hips from his bed.

"Kacchan…" a whine slipped past him, and he grinned. He was close again and he could tell Katsuki was as well. "Gonna cum…" the boy inside the room groaned, maybe a bit too loud. "Izuku~" he came all over his hands and kept stroking himself to keep a bit of the feeling.

Izuku almost cried out but managed to bite the railing in front of him as he came, groaning against it. The front of his sweats was dripping from his cum and he lifted his hand to lick off what had gotten on his fingers.

Katsuki had gotten off his high and cleaned himself with a tissue. He had lifted himself off the bed to get dressed and switch the light off. Izuku leaned his head against the steel and tried to get his breath back. He had found that this was the best thing to pass time, since his insomnia started.

Indulging himself in the desires his love brought him, by just existing. Although he would love for it to be more, Izuku was supposed to be dead, so he sadly could not suddenly pop up into Katsuki's life again. He at least thought that the boy would be a bit happy when Izuku would return. You don't just jerk off to a childhood friend that you hated, right?

Izuku settled himself down, ignoring the cum all over his sweats, getting comfortable on the rooftop. To keep watch over his beloved.

Izuku felt himself growing more annoyed by the people in front of him. These so-called League of Villains were trying to get him to join them. Summer had come once again and these bastards thought he would be high on the feeling or something, since this wasn't the first time they asked him.

Izuku sat bored at the bar, half listening to Shigaraki as the handy man explained why they wanted All Might dead. Sure, Izuku didn't really like the man that much anymore, he still respected him for being a hero. Plus, Izuku kept out of heroes' way most of the time, still a fanboy at heart and not wanting to make it more difficult for them.

"Listen here, hand job," Izuku interrupted the man, putting on his best Katsuki impression. "I honestly don't care about your obsession with All Might. I am not going to join your stupid league." he stood up, wanting nothing more then to leave.

"Then you'll miss the surprise we have set up for you, Midoriya." Izuku froze, eyes wide. How did they find out his identity? Izuku wore a mask and hood every time he went out, even now. It wasn't the best disguise, but a flashy costume would only grant him attention, something he didn't want.

"A certain spiky blond boy will be here any second, taken after we broke into the U.A summer camp." the smugness that radiated off Shigaraki annoyed Izuku to no end. But the mention of his love, made something in him snap.

In a swift movement, Izuku was in front of Shigaraki, his hand on the man's throat. "If you dare hurt my Kacchan, I won't hesitate to kill you." the green glow that came form his eyes sent a shiver down Shigaraki's spine. The boy might not have a Quirk, but his body sometimes forgot that. Making his eyes luminescent at times when he was feeling a lot of one emotion. Right now, animosity.

Before the man had the time to retaliate or even come close to touching the boy, a black portal opened behind them. Izuku retreated quickly and watched a man with burn marks all over his body dragging Katsuki with him. The explosive boy was thrown onto the ground, but before he could do anything, he was restrained by a girl with buns and strapped into a chair, a muzzle over his mouth.

It all happened so fast, that Izuku had no time to react. The fear in his loves' face was enough to make him even angrier. "What the hell is this?" his voice was low, unconsciously trying to sound like somebody else.

"This, is a kidnapping of your favourite person," Shigaraki smirked at Izuku, making Katsuki turn his calculating and fear laced eyes turn to them. "Midoriya Izuku." the man finished off, and Izuku's hood was ripped off his head with the mask. He had not noticed Toga behind him, his senses on overload.

Izuku's eyes went towards Katsuki immediately, always wanted to see what his face would look like if he revealed himself. The blond boy's eyes widened, his brows scrunched together, almost as if he was going to cry. He started trashing in his chains and screamed something that was muffled by the muzzle.

"So, what do you say, want to join us?" the hand man held out his hand towards Izuku. The thrashing stopping abruptly, Katsuki listening in deafening silence.

Izuku's eyes hadn't left his loves as a maniac grin settled on his lips. Katsuki flinched at the look, and Izuku turned back to Shigaraki. In an instant, Izuku was in front of the man, a knife imbedded into his neck. Shigaraki tried to touch Izuku in hopes of stopping him, but the boy pulled out the knife and stuck it in his hand.

Shigaraki dropped to the ground, gurgling in pain. Nobody had moved an inch, until Izuku gracefully turned around and walked over to Katsuki, who looked a bit green. Well, Izuku was covered in blood and he was pretty sure that he still had a grin on his face.

"Let's go, Kacchan, ne?" he tilted his head, the grin turning into the familiar smile that Katsuki was used to. And despite the situation, he relaxed. He nodded at the freckled boy and Izuku started working on getting the restraints off.

Just as he got off the hand cuffs and muzzle, the other villains in the room acted. Katsuki clicked his tongue and activated his Quirk, creating a smoke screen, letting them escape. The blond boy grabbed the green boy and they ran as far as they could.

After a while they reached a secluded alleyway, both breathing harshly. "That could have gone a bit better –" Izuku couldn't finish his sentence as he was forcefully shoved against one of the walls in tiny space. He groaned a bit at the impact and looked straight into Katsuki eyes.

"How the hell are you alive?!" he yelled at the freckled boy. Izuku's eyes softened. "I was at you're funeral! I saw the body! I was the one who –" he choked up on his own words as he began to shake, looking down and the hold on Izuku's shoulders softening.

"Kacchan," Izuku whispered, lifting his nonblood covered hand to tilt the blond boy's chin, forcing him to look the other in his eyes. "I love you, Kacchan." he smiled, a normal one, full of the love he felt for his one and only Katsuki.

Katsuki's eyes widened and he let go of Izuku, taking a step back. Izuku too one forward and soon their position was reversed, the freckled boy placing his hands on Katsuki's chest and looking him deep in his eyes.

"I did it for you. I did it because of you. I love you so much, that I would do anything for you." hearts were seen in his eyes, and Katsuki shook with the intensity to not push the boy away.

"You're fucking insane." was all he could say to that. Izuku smirked standing on his toes to get closer to Katsuki's face.

"All for you." he whispered, before smashing his lips on the blonds. Katsuki went rigid, not wanting to admit to himself that it felt good. But Izuku knew his deepest feelings, having spied on the boy for months. He pinched the blonds' nipple through his tank top, making Katsuki gasp. Izuku thrusted his tongue inside his mouth and the two fought for dominance. Something that Izuku was surprised to lose.

Katsuki was on his last leg. He was overloaded with everything that had happened in the past hour. Not only was his childhood friend / secret crush alive, but he had tried to kill himself because of him. Oh, and he was in love with the one that did the suicide bating.

So, when Izuku licked his teeth, he was done. Done with being okay, done with being the good guy for just a minute. Katsuki met his vigour with his own and overpowered the freckled boy. Grabbing his face in his hands and sucking on the boy's tongue.

Izuku moaned and could feel himself cum, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Katsuki hadn't even noticed and didn't stop until he was sure Izuku was a puddle at his feet. He pulled back, just a tiny bit, both breathing each other's oxygen.

"Kacchan~" the look of absolute lust in those green eyes, made Katsuki growl. He kissed the green haired boy again and travelled one of his hands to his sweats. He hummed once he noticed the wet spot and bit Izuku's lips, making the boy cum again.

Katsuki pulled back again and licked his lips, green eyes following the trail. "You are a thirsty little whore, aren't you?" he whispered in Izuku's ear, nibbling on it.

Izuku gasped and arched his back, moaning. "For you, Kacchan. Just for you~" the explosive boy chuckled, kissing down the shorter one's neck. "Please, Kacchan," he panted, fisting the spiky hair. "I want you to fuck me, please~"

Katsuki groaned and let go of the skin he was marking. He forcefully turned the boy around and pushed him against the wall, a moan coming from him. He swiftly pulled down the cum covered sweats and sucked in a breath at the but plug inside of Izuku's hole.

"Were you waiting for this? Did you know that I was going to be kidnapped?" he asked, breathing down Izuku's ear. The shorter boy shook his head, turning his head to look at Katsuki.

"Always ready to take my dragon sized dildo~" he grinned. Katsuki clicked his tongue and pulled the plug out, making Izuku cum again. Not letting the boy recover, Katsuki pulled down his pants and thrusted his cock inside the plump hole.

Both boy's groaned and Izuku giggled. He finally had his lover inside of him. The dildo did wonders of course, but it would never compare to the real thing.

"So tight~" Katsuki groaned softly. Izuku pulled his hips back, trying to get some friction from the blond boy. He responded with a deep thrust and was rewarded by Izuku cumming. The ass around his cock tightening even more.

Katsuki didn't care that they were outside, fucking in an alleyway. Whatever magic spell Izuku had over him made him not think about anything but the shaking and moaning boy underneath him. So, he kept fucking the boy. And the boy just kept cumming.

Katsuki didn't know for how long they had been fucking. He just knew that Izuku was driving him insane. The wall and ground were covered in cum, mostly from Izuku. They had to move to the ground after a while since Izuku couldn't keep himself up anymore. Both on their knees, scraping up dirt and small wounds, due to the stone. But neither cared.

Izuku was on his back, his ass in the air, being pounded by his lover. Cum all over his hoodie and sweats. Some on his face and hair, it didn't matter. Izuku was in Heaven. Katsuki's beautiful cock abusing his tight hole, was the only think he could have wished for. And he got what he wanted.

"Izuku, gonna cum again…~" he heard Katsuki pant above him.

"Do it, Katsuki," he grinned, knowing that the use of his name would send the boy over the edge. Katsuki violently shuddered as he came inside of Izuku, the boy under him also ejaculating.

Katsuki finally calmed down and collapsed on top of Izuku, spent and satisfied. Izuku hummed and placed a kiss on his forehead. The blond boy hummed, his eyes drifting closed, no longer able to stay awake after the night he had.

"Sleep, Kacchan, I will take care of you." and with that, Katsuki drifted off to dream land, feeling comfortable and happy for the first time in months.

I'm going to end it here. This was weird, but I liked it making it :)