Shy Away~ Tododeku [Singer!Deku AU]

Bakugou

Quick A/N, the bold lyrics later on don't contribute to the story, they're just there. I don't own the song... It's a great song. Start the song when the lyrics are there... Or not, your choice.

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It was the first day of the concert and all of us rose early to prepare ourselves. Even though we sent Izu to bed earlier than we went to be ourselves, he still looked tired.

I was in my room, putting on my outfit for the day and checking that I knew the drum part inside out. It reminds me of when I had my first concert, and the few hours before it were spent being nervous.

We have a lot of expectation to live up to, but after a while, those butterflies just disappeared and I got used to it. It's not like if we make mistakes, the world is going to blow up. Sure, it might be on social media and stuff, but we're human. We make mistakes too.

"Katsuki! Bakugou Katsuki! Come back to reality idiot!" Kyoka slapped me gently on the face and I jumped out of my skin.

I had my phone in my hand whilst staring into space.

"Idiot! We have ten minutes until we leave! Get youtself ready!"

I didn't need to be nudged again as I was out my chair and down the stairs in a matter of seconds, checking my bags, water and everything else. Had I really been staring into space for a few hours on end? Or had I fallen half asleep? Either way, I needed to hurry.

Soon enough, Aizawa, Mic walked into the reception, followed by Izu and Kyoka who both had large bags in hand, presumably for the microphones, headsets and guitars. I had my drum kit set up the day before so it didn't matter much.

"Alright guys! We all ready to go?"

"Hello yeah!"

"Let's rock the concert!"

"Yeeeaaaaaaahhhhh!"

"I wasn't talking to you Zashi..."

"Oh come on!"

"Yep I'm good!"

"In that case, lets head to the tour bus!"

The ride to the concert was quiet and calm, as if everyone was trying to conserve energy. Even Mic was quiet, not his usual yelling self.

Izu was on his phone, scrolling through what looked like a fanfiction. 

"Hey Izu, whatcha reading?"

He looked up at me like a deer caught in headlights and closed the app on his phone before putting it away. "N-nothing..."

I glanced at him suspiciously but left it there, not wanting to invade his privacy. 

We arrived at the site not long after that, roughly a twenty minute ride. I could hear the many hundred people who were already there and the smell of food and the occasional flash of glowsticks.

The bus had pulled up behind the building at the back door, swiftly letting us out. We ran for it into the building, hoping that no one had noticed us. Being noticed by your fans before a concert is one of the worst things possible. They'd try to talk to you for a very long time, make videos with you, take photos, everything you do in fan service. That always held up the concerts and if you tried to push them away forcefully, they'd post horrible things about you online.

But this time, we made it in without anyone noticing up. Relief.

The back room was relatively bare, with our three outfits hanging on a lone rack, two makeup tables, three doors that lead to separate changing rooms, some storage lockers and a main door leading to the stage. The walls were painted grey, some with shelves on them and a few benches lining the edge of one wall.

Immediately, we all got to work. I changed into my outfit for the concert, a red suit with a black tie and a white shirt, fitted with black trousers. Our logo, T B T was printed onto the top left of my suit. 

Izuku had a dark green shirt with the same idea as my outift, but Kyoka had a purple T-Shirt with ripped, black jeans. She had her signature red face paint on.

It all came down to the last minute before the concert. We were standing on the stage, the curtains drawn, the speakers announcing the countdown.

Mic and Aizawa stood in the wings, giving us the thumbs up as the countdown hit zero, lifting the curtains. 

The crowd cheered, a deafening cheer that shook the building.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's destroy the world with music!"

I tapped out four beats and started drumming.

We are the way out
We are the ones you loathe
Call us the wrong crowd
We'll never walk alone

Don't need no savior
Don't need a hand to hold
Don't need no favors
We're reckless

We have gone too far to turn around
We move too fast to keep us down
Ain't no way we're stopping now
We are, we are

We are the reckless
We are the reckless
We are the reckless
We are the reckless

Go on and chase us
We can't be caught, oh no
Call us contagious
We're everywhere you go

We have gone too far to turn around
We move too fast to keep us down
Ain't no way we're stopping now
We are, we are

We are the reckless
We are the reckless
We are the reckless
We are the reckless

Ain't no way we're stopping now
Ain't no way we're stopping now
Ain't no way we're stopping now
Ain't no way we're stopping now (we are we are)
Ain't no way we're stopping now (we are the reckless)
Ain't no way we're stopping now
Ain't no way we're stopping now
Ain't no way we're stopping now

We are, we are
We are the reckless
Ain't no way we're stopping now (we are the reckless)
Ain't no way we're stopping now (we are the reckless)
Ain't no way we're stopping now (we are the reckless)

First song, complete. 

I stared out at the crowd before giving Kyoka a look. Fourteen more songs to go.