Evil....Maybe Not

Hello Again

"Oi, nerd," I said, rubbing his back to get his attention. He seemed completely delirious, and then he started to sob.

"Oi, oi, oi, what's going on?" I asked, awkwardly wrapping my arms around him. "I don't want you to go," he whispered, his voice strained and full of pain.

"Why would I go anywhere?" I asked, confused. His head tilted up to look at me.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied without hesitation.

"Then don't be worried when I'm gone."

"Wait, I thought this was about me leaving?"

"No."

"Then what's going on?" Panic began to rise in me. I didn't want him to leave. Where was he going? He hasn't been telling me the truth for a while now, but I need to know this. I can't just let him go.

"Stay here."

"I can't for long," he mumbled, sounding out of it. Maybe I could get him to tell the truth about something.

"Deku, are you an omega?" I asked, noting the symptoms he'd been showing, though without the usual... urges.

"Can't say," he murmured, which I took as a yes. It stung a bit to know he'd lied to me, but since his pheromones didn't affect me much, I could still be there for him.

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Everyone always said the nerd was cute, and I always disagreed. But now... I think I might've hit my head on something because why am I just noticing it now? He's kind, gentle, and a little awkward. Ever since I found out he was an omega, my heart has started beating faster around him, and I've been feeling... jealous. Fuck, no way. I've never been jealous... never.

He came clean about being an omega, and I told him I could help. I've been taking him to the doctor for his medication, sleeping in the bed with him if needed, and offering reassurance. All this 'nice' stuff is new to me, and I don't think I like it, but it makes the nerd smile.

Izuku's POV:

A lot has changed, but my feelings haven't. I've always had a crush on Kacchan, but I would never admit it. Sure, he's aggressive and a total ass, but he has some good qualities too. Ever since I told him I was an omega, he's been very caring. I mean, he always was, but now he's being kinder than usual. I don't want him to baby me, so I try to push him away here and there, but it doesn't do much—he just comes back. I hope Kacchan doesn't hate me when I leave.

Bakugo's POV - Two Years Later (at UA)

I made it into UA a year ago, and I've been working hard to become a hero. It's a dream I've always had, and now it's slowly coming true.

As I walked from my dorm to class, I met up with a few friends. "Hey, Bakubabe!" Pinky came running up to me with Sero and Kami. I gave them a nod and kept walking as they caught up. "Sleep well?" Pinky asked.

"Like usual," I replied.

We barely made it to class on time, where Iida was already going on his usual rant about responsibility. I sat down, laid my head in my hand, and tried to get through another boring class.

Suddenly, an alarm blared throughout the school. "Villains," I whispered under my breath. Everyone got up and began to panic, which I didn't understand—this happens all the time.

"Everyone calm down and put on your hero suits," our teacher instructed. "You guys are 2nd years and aren't getting the experience you're supposed to. Let the pros do their job—you guys just back them up."

We nodded and followed his instructions. As we jogged toward the site of the attack, Kami came up next to me.

"I heard there's a new villain who's supposedly the son of All For One," he said. "He's supposed to be extremely powerful, though he's an omega, so I'm not sure how true that is."

"That doesn't make any sense," I replied, though the idea gnawed at me. I pushed the thought away.

We arrived at the training area—or what used to be the training area. It was completely blown out, and at the center stood five people and two Nomus. The pros went after the Nomus first, given their power, but then Endeavor went after one of the smaller, weaker-looking villains. To my surprise, the small guy managed to hold him off in a defensive position. Was this the person Kami had mentioned? If so, there's no way they're an omega.

Class 1-A split up to back up the heroes they worked under. Half and Half had forced me to work with him and his dad a while ago, so I went to help Endeavor. I blew up rocks or hits aimed at his back while Half and Half froze any of the underlings created by the League. As Endeavor was preoccupied, blocking a hit from one of the underlings, the small guy came up behind him. 

Luckily, I got there in time and stopped him. I used my gauntlet as a shield and then pointed the other one at him, releasing an explosion that sent him flying across the room. I ran over and pinned him to the ground. He was wearing a bunny mask.

"Who could you be?" I muttered, lifting his mask. My eyes widened as I saw familiar green eyes and freckles, a flash of recognition hitting me like a truck.

"Deku," I breathed out.

"Kacchan," he responded weakly. He looked skinnier than usual, with dark bags under his eyes, like he hadn't slept in a while.

He grinned, but then his gaze shifted nervously around the room. "Sorry," he whispered, dark green energy starting to glow around him. Before I could react, a powerful force threw me backward, slamming me into a brick wall. The impact was so strong that everything went black.

Deku's POV:

I never wanted to be here, but look at where I am—fighting the #1 hero, Endeavor, and Class 1-A students. I wonder if Kacchan got into this school? What class would he be in? I lost myself a while ago, all to keep the ones I love alive. 

When I first got here, I told myself that one day I would escape this hell, but I began to lose all hope. I made a few friends who came from horrible situations and just wanted a family. Dabi is a good guy and has taken literal bullets for me. Shiggy, I found out, is my half-brother, and I'm proud to call him family. Toga is charismatic and had a lot going for her, but her mom couldn't see that. We take each other for granted, feeding off each other's pain, trying to make ourselves feel better by saying we could've been better off.

I fought, not wanting to kill, but for my life. I know if I don't show at least a little bit of "blood lust," I'll be chained up again. So, I played dirty. I came up behind Endeavor while he was distracted, aiming to land a blow on his back to knock the wind out of him, but someone stopped me. He used his quirk—an explosion that sent me flying back a few feet. Kacchan... is the first thing that came to mind. He ran over and pinned me down with his knee.

"Who could you be?" he asked, lifting my bunny mask. His eyes widened in recognition.

"Deku?" His voice was full of shock and confusion.

I smiled bitterly, glancing around to see Aizawa closing in on me, ready to capture me. This can't happen here. "Sorry," I muttered, using my quirk to send Kacchan flying into a brick wall. I struggled to put my mask back on, only to notice a man with black hair and cameras coming out of his arms. "Shit," I cursed, trying to cover my face, but he had already taken the picture and dashed off.

Panic surged through me. I brought my fingers to my lips and let out a loud whistle, signaling everyone to retreat. My father put me in charge of this mission to gather intel on Class 1-A's quirks, so I'm assuming everyone got some information. They looked back at me, struggling to secure my mask, and began to head back. A portal opened behind me, and I stepped through it along with the others. And just like that, I'm back where it all began.

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