Terminal Sinners

Chapter 6: Old Pals, New Pals, Red Pals, Blue Pals

*DISCLAIMER* In no way am I making fun of homelessness this chapter. It is a very serious and hard thing to go through, and I sincerely encourage anybody who has the ability to help to donate to homeless shelters, or help out those less fortunate than us. Even if you don't have anything material to offer, just a smile and some kindness goes a long way. :)

Katsuki is obviously emotionally constipated and has no idea how to deal with traumatic situations other than being angry and or poking fun at them. I saw an opportunity in this chapter to reference something else that I really enjoy, and thought that those who got the reference would find it funny. Please don't be a Bakuhoe if you ever find out someone in your life is going through something hard.

Thank you, and onto the chapter

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Chapter 6: Old Pals, New Pals, Red Pals, Blue Pals

~K A T S U K I~

It had been several weeks since Katsuki and Deku met All Might and had their weird prophetic dream. The old hag and the old man came back from their work trip, exams came and passed, Deku started avoiding Eraserhead after the hint he gave him on a whim and the two were currently trying to find suitable place to train for the U.A entrance exam, set to take place in less than ten months time. All around, it'd been a pretty boring few weeks, which just served to set Katsuki on edge because that just meant something was about to happen.

Katsuki sighed and lifted his gaze from the sidewalk, glancing at his friend out of the corner of his eye and instantly groaning. He had no idea why the hell Deku insisted on skipping everywhere, but it was annoying and a fucking eyesore. "Deku would it fucking kill you to walk normally for once."

Deku just grinned and continued his shitty ass skipping like it was a completely natural thing to do. "What? You embarrassed?"

"Fuck yeah I'm embarrassed, and you should be too; you look like a fucking twink." Katsuki growled, aggressively shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Aw, you feeling left out, Kacchan? I can hold your hand if you want and we can skip together!" Deku beamed, a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and held his near hand out. Katsuki bristled and slapped his hand away harshly, picking up his pace to leave his dumbass friend behind.

"You're so fucking gay."

"So are you."

"Fuck you."

"Sure."

"HAH?!" Kacchan screamed, whipping around to see his friend trying and failing to contain a snicker. Swearing under his breath he turned back to face the direction they were walking, fighting desperately against the rising heat on his face. Stupid shitty Deku caught me off guard.

Deku just hummed in amusement and caught up to him, thankfully granting him the mercy of slowing his skipping down into more of a peppy walk. "So Kacchan, any ideas as to where we should go to train?" He questioned with an innocent tilt of his head.

Katsuki paused and took in his friend's softly smiling face before reverting his gaze to the horizon. "The beach."

"That's cute Kacchan, but we really don't have time to be splashing around in the water."

"The fuck? No! Remember Dagobah Beach?" Katsuki replied, scowling a bit at the insinuation. Fucking nerd.

"The place mom always used to take us? Yeah, it's a trash heap now. Pretty sad."

Katsuki's heart panged at the mention of Auntie Inko but he kept his scowl level on his face. "Yeah, well I was thinking we could, I don't know, clean it up or some shit. It'd be good exercise for both of us and good for training quirk control for me."