Hey guys, sorry about the cliff hanger last chapter and the long break between this update. This is the final chapter for this story and I hope you guys enjoy it!

Bakugo pictured this moment a thousand times. However, he never imagined it would be at a concert. Where Izuku is on a stage with hundreds of screaming fans, and a barrier in front of them. Izuku recovered quickly and whispered to the round-faced girl. She looked unsure and glanced at where Bakugo was standing with wide eyes, but at Izuku's nod she turned to pass whatever word along to the rest of the band.

"Alright, as we come to a close tonight I wanted to surprise you all with a song I've been waiting to release for a while now. It's something I started writing as a kid when I was close to someone I really cared about. I had a fall out with him before I could ever tell him how I felt. It's not our usual sound we play, but it's real. It took me a while to complete it. This is for all those special someone's you never got the chance to confess to. This is for you Kacchan."

The crowd screamed as Kyouka traded her electric guitar for a classic one, and round face went to stand behind the piano. Bakugo's mouth fell open as he never broke eye contact with Izuku. He couldn't believe what he heard, there was no way, right? He only looked away to glance at Kirishima who was smiling wide and nodding in encouragement. He saw Mina staring at him with her mouth hanging open, and if he looked over he would bet Denki was staring with the same flabbergasted look too. They didn't know that name, but with the unwavering look Izuku was giving him they could guess who he was referring to.

As a piano started playing he snapped his eyes up to the stage and met nervous green orbs.

How do I move on from all that I knew?
All that I wanted was to be someone to you

Take me back to December, whiskey and leather
Seats in the back of your car
Stayed up forever, watching the weather
As soon as it faded to stars

I don't romanticize it
But every single night, it's the place that I go
Darling, it's a cold, kind of violent
To fear this alone, oh, oh

So how do I move on from all that I knew?
All that I wanted was to be someone to you
Whoa, now that you're gone, I got nothing to lose
All that I wanted was to be someone to you
All that I wanted was to be someone to you

Bakugo felt tears fill his eyes. Izuku felt so much, he knew that, he always loved with an open heart. Then that day Bakugo hurt this beautiful man. He didn't know the depth of his feelings for him, but Bakugo felt his heart shatter as Izuku now tells him what he hid all those years before Bakugo drove him away. Izuku smiled sadly as he noticed the sheen and tears started to pool in his own. Bakugo didn't deserve that smile, or the tears making those eyes glitter.

I had plans for the future, then I had to lose it
But there ain't a world anymore
Just a ghost on the matches,a memory, I've had it
You're all that's worth fighting for

The tears fell from Bakugo's eyes now. He didn't dare wipe them away. Not when Izuku was up on that stage pouring his heart out with hundreds of people watching him. He let Izuku see the pain he felt. Bakugo always knew why he had so much trouble moving on. It was because the one person he always pictured by his side in life was gone. Now, he realizes that Izuku felt the same, if not more. He had loved him long before Bakugo even had the chance to learn that his feelings for Izuku were more than friendship. He couldn't imagine what Izuku felt all these years. He was showing him now though, so Bakugo didn't turn his eyes away from him for a moment.

I don't want to romanticize it
But every single night, it's the place that I go
Darling, it's a cold, kind of violent
To fear this alone, oh

So how do I move on from all that I knew?
All that I wanted was to be someone to you
(Someone to you)

Whoa, now that you're gone, I got nothing to lose
All that I wanted was to be someone to you(oh, whoa)
All that I wanted was to be someone to you
Someone to you (All that I wanted was to be someone, to be someone)

All that I wanted was to be someone to you(oh, whoa)
Someone to you (Oh, I wanna be someone to you)
All that I wanted was to be someone to you
All that I wanted was to be someone to you

The crowd screamed around them. Izuku and Bakugo were lost to the world, watching each other as all the things they never got the chance to say passed between them with just a look. They stood there unmoving for what felt like hours, but it was just mere seconds before Izuku looked away as the drummer placed a hand on his shoulder. Bakugo growled low in his throat, but he couldn't do anything about it. The band lined up with their hands raised and bowed.

The cheers brought a smile to Izuku's face and once again he looked towards Bakugo, as if he was looking for his approval. Bakugo gave him a soft smile and nod, unlike anything Izuku had ever seen on him, and it made him blush. When the band filed out towards the back the stage crew started to dismantle the equipment, but Bakugo watched Izuku walk away till the last moment before turning to Kirishima. He wiped his face of the tears that had yet to dry. Kirishima looked on with a soft look of understanding, but made no comment. Mina and Denki however finally wanted answers.

"Ok, so what is going on?" Mina demended, while her arms crossed. The crowd was slowly dispersing, but they stayed where they were till the VIP event started.

"Nothing." Bakugo snarled, he didn't need to let these extras know just what kind of fucked up person he was to hurt an angel like Izuku. They also didn't need them to know just how much his heart was beating a mile a minute as the time for the meet and greet grew closer.

"Like hell that was nothing, c'mon dude. The hot green haired guy was totally staring you down, and what's with the crying?" Denki pressed. He ignored them and stubbornly refused to look anywhere else besides the stage where Izuku had occupied.

"Maybe it's time you told them, Bakubro. We're all gonna go back there right now and it wouldn't hurt to have them prepare for whatever happens." Kirishima encouraged Bakugo. He really didn't want to talk about anything of his past, he also didn't want to tell them he was gay, but of course Kirishima had a point. Was he going to admit that though? No.

"Seriously, Bakugo, you can trust us with anything. We just want to know how to help." Mina said softly.

"You extras are too damn nosey." He hissed but begrudgingly told them. He shortened it considerably though. He wasn't about to go into details about his whole life again, but he gave them the basics to understand that he was gay and he hurt Izuku which resulted in him leaving. They took it surprisingly well he will admit. He figured they would have flipped at the coming out thing but they didn't bat an eye, they were concerned about what happened between him and Izuku.

"I'm sorry you went through that Bakugo. I hope tonight things go well, Kirishima is right, you deserve to be happy. You guys were just kids, maybe he will understand once you talk to him." Denki encouraged with a pat on the shoulder, that he quickly took off once he saw the glare on Bakugo's face. He nodded in thanks, and leaned back on the rail of the barrier to the stage.

It took about fifteen more minutes till they were invited back to the stage, and the nerves he had skyrocketed to full blown anxiety as they started back. They decided that Mina and Denki would go see some of the other bands while Kirishima and Bakugo went to see Izuku's band. It made him feel slightly better that he didn't have to have all of them witness him make a fool of himself. If there was one other person besides Izuku he trusted with his secrets it was Kirishima.

As the door to Plus Ultra came into view, Bakugo could see into the dressing room and noticed it was fairly crowded. He was annoyed that he would have to put off talking to Izuku, but he figured he'd waited ten years for this moment, he could wait another couple of minutes. From where he was standing he could see Izuku talking to a fan and smiling. It brought a smile of his own. He was glad Izuku was able to at least get over his discomfort of praise. Watching him now made him realize while he missed Izuku he wasn't envious of him right now. He got over his need of being in the spotlight long ago. He missed playing and singing with Izuku, but none of that mattered if it wasn't with him.

Lost in his thought he didn't notice how more people had left and they were next to go in and speak to the band. Bakugo's hands began to sweat, more than usual. He always had sweatier palms than others and right now it was glaringly obvious as he tried to wipe them off on the front of his pants. Izuku had yet to notice him, however the two colored haired drummer did. He stood from his seat and walked over to Bakubro and Kirishima.

"Hey, did you guys enjoy yourself tonight?" He inquired. His voice was deep and almost monotone. He spoke to both of them, but it was noticeable that he only had his focus on Bakugo. Kirishima, noticing the tension, spoke for both of them while drawing his attention to himself.

"Yea, it was a great line up tonight. You guys did amazing too." He praised while nervously glancing at Bakugo who had yet to stop glaring at the drummer. Bakugo scoffed quietly to himself, but both ignored him.

"I'm glad. My name is Shoto Todoroki, nice to meet you..?" He promoted while shaking both of their hands. Well, shaking Kirishima's hand as Bakugo had refused to uncross his arms or stop glaring.

"My name is Eijiro Kirishima, This is my friend Katsuki Bakugo. It's nice to meet you too. You play the drums really well." Kirishima laughed awkwardly in between the tension. Todoroki smiled kindly at him, while he glanced at Bakugo. Bakugo quickly realized that Todoroki knew him, or at least heard about him, and he was willing to bet that it was Izuku who told him who he was. What he didn't know was how much he told him, so he was on guard.

"I know who you are, Midoriya has spoken about you before. He said you were a talented drummer." Todoroki stated, not even attempting to beat around the bush, as he addressed Bakugo. Bakugo knew then that he knew a hell of a lot more based on the glint in his eye. He wasn't going to dignify him with a response, he only came to talk to one person and that was Izuku. It didn't matter that Bakugo was scared to death and sick to his stomach at that moment.

"Look, I don't want to cause any problems. Midoriya is my friend. I don't know everything that went on with you guys, but I can guess. He never told me what happened, all I know is he never recovered from whatever it was and it has to do with you. You're the only person he's ever talked about from his past besides his mom. I can't control what he does, but just don't hurt him." Todoroki pleaded before walking out of the room.

Bakugo watched him leave before looking towards the floor. Should he be here? Did he even deserve to be? Why would Izuku even want to talk to him? These questions swirled around his head before he looked up ready to tell Kirishima that they should just leave. However, he realized two things at that moment. One, Kirishima fucking apparently dipped on him and everybody else was gone. Two, it was just him and Izuku, who stood staring at him, now in the quiet room.

Every question he had suddenly vanished from him. Of course, it was at that fucking second everything he wished could ever say if this chance ever blessed him, he drew up blank and stood there like a dumb ass just staring at Izuku. The only comfort is that Izuku seemed to be at as much of a loss as him. Now it was just a matter of who will break the silence first. While they had their uncomfortable stare down Bakugo took that opportunity to look over Izuku now that he had a better view of him. He clearly had been working out, because long gone was the scrawny boy that awkwardly shuffled behind him everywhere. In his place stood a full grown six foot man that held himself with confidence. He wasn't as muscular as Bakugo was, who trained in a gym almost daily, but he was close.

Green curls hung around his ears at the same length he had growing up, and freckles splattered his face across his cheeks. His jaw sharpened out and lips grew full. Lips that were now moving as he spoke, snapping Bakugo back to the present.

"Hey Kacchan, it's been awhile." He spoke softly. So at odds to the man that was on the stage demanding the attention of hundreds of people. It comforted Bakugo to see that the soft nerd was still underneath it all and it brought a soft smile to his lips.

"It has De-, Izuku. You've gone and made something of yourself." Bakugo cursed himself for the slip up. He didn't miss the way that Izuku flinched slightly, or the grimace.

"Yeah, look I don't want to be mean, but why are you here? I figured you'd be down talking to All Might and his band. Isn't that why you came?" Bakugo's mouth became dry, and he tried to swallow his spit to wet it. It was now or never.

"I came to see you." Izuku's eyes widened. Izuku didn't expect him to say that.

"What?"

"Yeah, I mean, I didn't plan on it in the beginning. I didn't even know you were in a fucking band. I got dragged out tonight by some friends, I didn't even know the line up." Bakugo shrugged and placed his hands in his pocket. Izuku scoffed, and Bakugo raised an eyebrow at him.

"I find that hard to believe. For one, Smash was playing and we were obsessed with them growing up. Also, not to brag but, my group has been played on every damn radio station out there at least once. There is no way tonight is some grand coincidence. So, don't lie." Izuku demanded while glaring down Bakugo. He didn't blame him. How would Izuku know how he was living the last ten years? Bakugo decided to just rip the bandaid off. Kirishima is right, if he lays everything out at least he gets closure either way. Preferably with things ending up ok between them but if not, he can at least be grateful he had this chance.

"Well, it is. Kirishima, the redhead that was here tonight, bought my ticket and practically begged me to come. I didn't know who was playing tonight till I got to the entrance of this damn place. I didn't know about you either. I haven't heard the radio in years, ten specifically, and if I even did I wouldn't have recognized your voice anyways. Have you heard yourself? That squeaky voice you had is a far cry from the hot as hell drawl you got now." That last part wasn't meant to slip out, but he refused to take it back since it was the truth. Izuku blushed and Bakugo pushed on before he could speak again. If he was doing this he was going all out.

"As for why I'm in here and not Smash's dressing room is because I've been waiting for this fucking opportunity for years. They could fuck off for all I care. You are more important than them." At this point Bakugo began to pace. He was getting anxious. He never did well expressing himself and he could never sit still for long periods of time.

"What are you talking about Kacchan? You expect me to believe that you haven't heard the radio at all in ten years? I call bullshit, music has always been a part of us. You expect me to just believe you?"

"Yes, because its the fucking truth!" Bakugo roared, coming to a stop.

"The day you left was the day I lost all love for music. I couldn't hear a fucking Smash song for a whole fucking year without breaking down! I stopped playing, singing, and I just shut down. I stopped talking to everybody who ever hurt you, and I pushed everyone away! It took me three years to even play one of my fucking cd's in my gym without losing my shit. I don't listen to new music, because you weren't next to me to enjoy it with. I stopped caring." Bakugo huffed as he slid down the wall and sat bending his knees to wrap his arms around and placed his head on them. Well, as best as a six-three boxer could.

Izuku's eyes were wide and his jaw was dropped as he watched his childhood bully break down. Of all the things he imagined hearing from Bakugo, that was the last.

"Why?" He asked.

"Why what?" Bakugo questioned with his head still hidden on his knees.

"Why everything! Why not listen to music? Why push everyone away? Why did you push me away?!" Izuku didn't mean for that last question to slip out, but it did and he wanted answers.

"Because I'm a fucking coward." Izuku froze.

"What?"

"You want the fucking truth? Well here it is." Bakugo lifted his head and Izuku was shocked to see tears falling from his eyes. Before he could say anything, Bakugo continued.

"I was too scared to admit to myself back then what I should have said from the start. I love you Izuku Midoriya. Yet, I was so damn caught up in the praises of everybody around us. I let it get to my head. At first I didn't realize I loved you, I had these warm feelings in my chest whenever we were together. I always looked forward to singing with you or dancing to music in our moms living rooms like we were having concerts of our own. Honestly I didn't care about what everyone else had to say about us because you were by my side. I thought it was just because you were my best friend ya know?" Izuku had tears falling down his face at this point and he now sat on the floor in front of bakugo.

"Then middle school came around and I started to realize just what it meant to be popular. How could anyone be as talented as us right? I deserved to hear their fucking praises. I started to crave it. All that mattered was you were next to me and they knew their places below us. Then when I started to hang out with those shitheads they started to put thoughts into my head. 'Why do you hang out with that Deku? He sounds like a girl, nothing like you.' Or 'Don't you think it's pathetic he follows you around like that? Does he not have any other friends?'." Bakugo at that point was just staring at the ceiling as he was recounting his thoughts and memories to Izuku. He didn't care about the tears rolling down his cheeks, too lost in the scenes running through his mind.

"In the beginning I told them to fuck off, and to stop talking about you that way. I liked it when you followed me and they didn't know a thing about your voice. If they heard us sing together they would have known how awesome you were. Over time though, it got to me. I couldn't understand why it was weird for you to always be there, I didn't know why it mattered how your voice was higher than others. It started to bother me that it might drag me down. So I started to bully you. I justified it by thinking I was cooler than you, I was the most badass drummer there was. Then I noticed this hollow feeling in my chest when you weren't around. I didn't like it, so I promised myself I would make things right with you. Then that day you were out sick for school, I was walking home with them and they made a comment that freaked me out." Bakugo looked down from the ceiling and saw Izuku looking at his lap crying. He hated to see him cry but he needed to finish what he had to say.

"One of the guys made a comment saying that they thought you were gay for me. At first I wanted to defend you but it made me think. I wasn't sure if you were gay, but it made me think about my own feelings towards you and I realized I did like you more than a friend should. How could I not? You were cute, funny, talented, and we liked all the same things. It just made sense, so I wasn't bothered at the idea of being gay, until the next comment they made. They said you were gross, that you were a fag. It scared me to admit my feelings. I didn't want to be seen like that, I was supposed to be famous one day. The best. There wasn't a famous gay artist back then and I didn't want my career to end before it even began. So I said the stupidest thing of my fucking life. I didn't know that one of those assholes recorded me. I still planned on making things up to you. Also to warn you about what those guys were saying so that you could stop. Then the fucking day that ruined my life happened and you were gone." Bakugo finished and he waited for Izuku to look up at him.

"I know that I don't deserve your forgiveness at all, but I am so fucking sorry for everything Izuku. There has not been a day these last ten years that I haven't wished I could take it back." Bakugo felt a weight lift off his chest. It still hurt that he lost Izuku, but at least now he had the chance to apologize. He didn't know what was going through Izuku's head right now, so he let him sit and process everything he said.

It took about a good ten minutes before Izuku looked up at him. His eyes were filled with tears and the bloodshot pink of his eyes made the green stand out brighter. Bakugo didn't think it was fair for a man to look that gorgeous while crying, but here he was, looking at perfection.

"You really don't deserve my forgiveness, Kacchan. All these years I thought it was me who did something wrong. I was the freak, the gross guy for loving a boy. That day I went home to my mom and cried. She ended up pulling me out of that school and we moved to the next city over. I kept to myself when I was enrolled in the new school and I didn't have any friends. I stopped writing and singing, I saw no point in it. It was about two years later that I met Uraraka my freshman year. She somehow brought me out of myself and showed me it was ok to be who I was. I mean it helped that she was a lesbian open about her sexuality. I decided that I wouldn't care what people thought about me. So, I started writing again and singing. We formed a band with Kyouka and Todoroki later in our Junior year. By the time we graduated we ended up signing a label with One for All records. The rest is history." Izuku finished. He had ended up moving to sit next to Bakugo to lean on the wall too. Both were silent for a moment.

"It probably doesn't mean much coming from me, but I'm proud of you Izuku. You made it to the top like we always dreamed." Bakugo looked at his lap after stretching his legs out in front of him. He meant it too. It hurt he wasn't there with him, but he was proud nonetheless.

"Why didn't you go into music?" Izuku murmured from his side. Bakugo let out a long sigh.

"Like I said, after everything I couldn't. It didn't feel right. The dream was us side by side at the top. I didn't want it if you weren't there. So I stopped playing. I haven't played a drum in front of anyone, and tonight was the first time I sang in public since back then." Bakugo shrugged. After getting everything off his chest he suddenly felt tired.

"Well now I feel bad, I didn't think that you would give up music and I figured, I would at least run into you one day while working or something. I did find it odd I never heard about you from anywhere. You're too talented to be brushed aside." Izuku mused to himself, and Bakugo had to chuckle.

"Nah, don't sweat it. You're amazing and you deserve every moment of your career. You worked hard to get here. I mean c'mon, the fucking UA auditorium? Flaunt that shit." Bakugo said as he nudged Izuku's leg with his own. The tingles that shot up his leg and warmth that filled up his chest from his laugh brought a smile to his face. Both settled into a comfortable silence, as they sat there side by side.

"Hey, Kacchan?"

"Yeah?"

"I forgive you." Bakugo froze before he snapped his head in Izuku's direction.

"What?" There was no way he heard him right.

"I forgive you. I already had a long time ago, but I still appreciate the apology. I just really missed you." He whispered as he looked back at Bakugo, who's eyes filled with tears.

"I missed you too." Bakugo couldn't help but reach over to pull Izuku into his arms. Something clicked into place in his chest as he held him. They sat there for a few minutes just enjoying the feeling of the other in their arms. Bakugo decided he wasn't gonna hold back his feelings anymore towards him.

"I love you, Izuku. I never stopped. You don't have to say anything back, but I had to let you know." Bakugo breathed into Izuku's curls. He felt him shift in his arms so he released him.

"I love you too Kacchan. I always have." Joy filled Bakugo as he heard Izuku's words. He looked at Izuku's mouth and back up to his eyes. His answer was the feel of a soft mouth pressing against his. Well, as soft as one that had two metal hoops through them, but it was still perfect to Bakugo. A moan was pulled from the greenete and Bakugo kissed him harder. Both were unaware of the six pairs of eyes smiling at them through the cracked door before it shut softly.

"Well, that was a long time in the making. Now I'm starving, who wants to go for a bite?" Kirishima asked as they walked away from the closed door. He was happy for his friend. More than happy.

"I'm down, are any of you guys coming?" Denki asked as they stopped at the entrance. The band looked at each other and shrugged. Might as well get to know them, seeing as they're going to be seeing a lot of each other from now on.

It was true, but they weren't upset about it. After all, they all were just happy that Bakugo and Izuku were able to find their ways back to each other. But, none were happier than the aforementioned couple themselves.

There you have it guys! I am really proud of how this fanfic turned out and I hope you guys enjoyed it as well. I don't know if I will post another My Hero one again, but who knows? I'm just happy with this one right now. Please review and let me know what you guys thought about it.

Someone to you- Matt Hansen