Me: Hehehe... Hello?
Bakugou: ... *angry-looking face*
Deku: ...*sad puppy face*
Dark Me: ... Not this sh1t! I'M OUT!!!
Me: *grab Dark Me by the throat* Soooooooo... We... um... Lost in the road of life? *sweating face*
Dark Me: ... That's the best sh1t you can think of?!?!?!
Me: Oh shush!!! I don't see you helping me!!
Dark Me: Tch!!
Me: Anyway... Sorry for the long wait and sorry for... well you will know later on... hehehe
Dark Me: So! Enjoy the chapter and comment cause that is the only motivation we continue this!
Me: LOVE YOU!!!!
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KATSUKI'S POV STARTS
THE NERVES OF THE JERK OF A TEACHER!!!!! HOW DARE HE CALL ME A FREAKING BOOM BOOM BOI?!?!?!!?!?!?
A flash of Izu's smiling face, my anger nearly NEARLY vanish
'I swear to GOD if it was not for my Izu's smile, I would commit arson!!!!'
As I shouted profanity at all the dumba** MFs up the stadium and the booth, at the corner of my eyes, I could see Bag Eyes over there is trying to size me up or some sh1t
'If he only fu**ing analyzes me NOW, then he is a dead meat and a stupid MF'
I have already analyzed most of the extras in the first round to roughly sum up their strength and weakness. And analyzed further for the second and this last round which is why I knew Bag Eye's quirk is a voice-based emitter type.
'So either I'm going deaf or not reply for any of his bullsh11!!'
A certain fond memory comes to mind
FLASHBACK STARTS
It was when we were 11 years old brat, there was a group of middle school punks who liked to act like the top dog and pick on, bully younger kids who were the same age as Izu and me.
The adults were sh1t at their job so those MFs continued to do their sh11 in the neighborhood without any consequence. One time, only for a brief moment, Izu and I walked past those stick up on a$$ hooligans on the street. While I was boiling in rage at their d**k face, Izu however, just stared at them for a minute or two then quickly took out his phone and typed furiously into it.
"Izu? What are you doing?"
He continued to type away without answering me but I understood as one he determined of finishing something then there aren't anything that could stop him. Once we reached my house, Izu sat down with me and finally answer
"Sorry for earlier Kacchan! I have to type it down or else I would forget!!"
"...Okay! It's nothing but what was it about?"
At that Izuku's eyes sparkled as he whipped out his phone and started to ramble away
"So!! So! When we walked past the Ijime-kko group I-"
"The what?!?"
Deku then looked at me disappointingly as he explained it was the name of those punk's gang
"-anyway, as I was saying, I have taken note of their quirks based on their appearance and now I will look back my notes from the bullied victims or the witnesses to see if my observation was correct!!!"
I looked at him surprised
"What!?!? When did you interrogate the extras?!!? ANd Why?!!?"
At that age, Izu and I had already studied a little martial art while we were the best of the best but we were still newbies!! So the idea that Izu was secretly planning to fight that fake bit**es alone was sickening. I shot right up and started yelling at him
"IZUKU MIDORIYA!! YOU ARE BETTER NOT THINKING FREAKING FIGHTING THEM ALONE WITHOUT TELLING, ARE YOU!??!?!!?"
At the sight of the guilty pout face of Izu said it all.
'NO!!! BE STRONG!!! IT IS NOT MATTER IF HIS BIG ROUND DOE EMERALD EYES ARE SHINY FROM TEARS OR HIS FRECKLED CHEEKS ARE PUFFED OUT WITH HIS LOWER PLUMP LIP IS STICKING OUT!!! I HAVE TO STAND MY GROUND!!!!'
As I tried to fight the losing battle in my mind, luckily my childhood friend answered
"I am not... Technically seeking them out to challenge them or fight them alone... I just... prepare if I have to fight them, that's all..."
With a tired sigh, I sat down next to him
"I'm just worried about you, Deku!"
Izuku was visible saddened by that comment however my next line brightened him up just as quick
"... I'm not worried about you cause you are weak but the Iji-sh1t is a GANG... A FU**ING GANG. Even I would a little hesitant to fight them extras all by myself, you know?!?! What would you feel if I were the one who secretly planning to fight them alone?!?!"
With a big smile, Izu answered happily
"I would be sooooo worried!!! Thank you Kacchan!!!"
He then stood up gratefully and extend his hand to me as he said
"Then my dearest best friend of the whole wide world!!! Would you like to fight the villains with me?"
With a grin, I took his soft hand and stood up
"LET'S KICK SOME A$$!!!!!!!!!!"
After that, let's say Izu had correctly pinpointed all of the thugs' quirks, strengths, weaknesses, and even the habit and strategies of each individual. Let's just say they were soundly defeated. As we were celebrating our first team up in beating dumba$$, I stupidly asked
"It was amazing that you knew all their moves and quirk like that Izu!!! How did you do it?!?! Can I learn it?!!??!"
FLASHBACK ENDS
After that, Izu made me watch endless document films, fighting records of various fights from hero vs villains to brawling in the street. Then he would randomly ask me the quirk or how to fight a person on the street WITHIN bloody time limit!! The only plus side to this was he allowed me to pick a fight with his bullies or gangsters.
'Heh! Good time!!'
Anyway, based on all of the fight, the Fu**er always said something first then the other extra answered but...
A familiar soft laugh reaches my ears, with a grin, I turn the hearing aids on full volume
'NO FU**ING EXTRA COULD STOP ME FROM HEARING MY BOYFRIEND'S CUTE LAUGH!!!'
Then R-18 announces the battle start and the little shit begins talking shit
"So, Boom Boom Boi huh? A fitting name"
...
Just like I thought, I have to answer the Extra for the sh*tty quirk to work then this sh11 is over. As the little MF spills some vanilla middle school-er sh**, I leisurely walk toward him.
"Are you too scared to talk? The number star of the newcomer of the Hero department is scared of a little old me, a student who is in General department??!??"
I stop in my track when those shi1 reach my ears
'SH1T!!!! NOT SOME LAME A$$ SOAP BACKGROUND STORIES!!!! THE ICY-HOT IS BAD ENOUGH!!! DON'T YOU DARE TAKE UP MY IZU'S TIME!!!!!!'
I start walking a little quicker toward the shaking extra
"WHY DO PEOPLE LIKE YOU GET TO HAVE A STRONG QUIRK LIKE THAT!??!? WHY!?!?"
'F**KING HE11 IF I KNOW?!?!?! ASK THE OLD HAG!!!!!'
"EVEN WITH A QUIRK LIKE MINE, I STILL HAVE THE RIGHT TO DREAM RIGHT??!?!?! OR PEOPLE LIKE ME DO NOT HAVE THAT RIGHT TOO??!?!?!?!?!"
'DO IT LOOK LIKE I OWN YOUR STUPID A$$ EXCUSE OF A BRAIN?!?!!?
"WHY DON'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?!?!?!?! WITH JUST YOUR HANDS YOU COULD HAVE EVERYTHING I HAVE TO FIGHT FOOT AND NAILS FOR!!! WITH JUST BLAST YOU ARE EVERYONE'S DREAM, HOPE, AND AWE!!"
'DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO YOU TWO PIECES OF SH1T!!! I DON'T FU**ING CARE... but if it was Izu then...'
"THERE WAS NO GATEWAY TO SUCCESS OR EVEN TO LIVE FOR ME!!! NOT WITH A QUIRK LIKE THIS!!!!"
'...'
Suddenly in front of me is not the pathetic extra but a 7 years old Izu in black and blue and sitting in a fetal position.
Then he looks up, his once bright emerald eyes have turned dark and dead as tears threatens to fall
"A PERSON WHO IS BLESSED WITH A QUIRK LIKE YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND! YOU COULD NOT UNDERSTAND IT!!! THE STRUGGLE AND PREJUDGEMENT I HAVE TO BEAR JUST TO STAND HERE!!!"
An image of myself stood tall and shedding the smaller Izuku but all of the damage blows bypassed me and connected heavily to the already weaken Izuku.
Another image of myself crying hysterically as I screamed and screamed for anyone or anything to save my dying beloved friend who was covered in his own blood.
...
When I come to, I was in the standard stand of over-throw, the very first move we studied together... Finally, I address the a$$hole
"Didn't I say that I would care less what your tragic life story is?"
...
After all that, I quickly walk toward my room as a flood of painful memories come crashing in.
"SHIT!!!"
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