| His Bloodstained Love | BakuDeku | ✓

|-Chapter 9-|

---Three weeks later---

After the doctor's office, Katsuki and Izuku had grown impossibly closer. Katsuki had been more affectionate towards the greenette and Izuku had calmed down. Whenever Izuku would hold back the urge to call out or latch onto Katsuki, the blond would praise him. It felt weird for Katsuki at first because he was being all touchy-feely with Izuku and giving him praise. He never did that unless it was for special occasions or he felt Izuku deserved it. To Katsuki, affection was a treat.

To Katsuki, his touch and love was a gift, given to Izuku when he was a good boy for him. But now, he just randomly does it because it'll help his bunny's mental stability? Weird.

Now, Katsuki and Izuku were in the car, sitting in the market's parking lot. Katsuki was wary of leaving Izuku in the car. Both because of his mental stability and because this was the shady part of town and he could easily be swooped up. As Katsuki thought about it he heard the click of the seatbelt and looked over his shoulder. Izuku had taken off his seatbelt and rested his hand on the handle of the door, ready to get out when Katsuki was ready.

Katsuki sighed and turned his body towards Izuku. "I'm leaving you in the car while I run in really quick. Okay?" He squinted his eyes as he saw Izuku's horrified expression.

"D-Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry I won't do it again Kacchan, just please don't leave me alone. Please, please, please. I'll be good for Kacchan!" Izuku was tearing up and put his hand on Katsuki's thigh.

"Knock it off, dumbass. You've been good and I'm glad but you and I both need a little bit of alone time. I'll be gone for 5-10 minutes at most, alright? I'm just running in to grab something." Katsuki explained, grabbing Izuku's hand from his thigh and moving it to the console of the car. "Play some music or something."

"B-But Kacchan..." Izuku said with a sad face.

"Don't fucking do that shit nerd. What I said is final so listen to me or, you know what happens." Katsuki spoke gruffly, narrowing his eyes at Izuku.

Izuku shrunk back slightly, bowing his head and nodding, but still crying. "Yes, Kacchan." He returned solemnly.

"Good boy." Katsuki smirked slightly and patted Izuku's head. Izuku leaned into the touch but Katsuki pulled away just as fast as he started it. He opened the door and jumped out of the car. Slamming the door, Katsuki walked into the small market and searched for what he needed.

Izuku sat-- not so patiently-- in the car as he waited for Katsuki. He decided to do what Katsuki suggested and listen to music. He hooked up his phone and played a rock song, hoping it would distract him and ease his nerves. It was working and he started singing along to the lyrics.

Since the music was so loud, he was distracted and didn't see a small, sickly-looking blonde-haired man coming up to his side of the car. There was a knock on the window and Izuku screeched, startled. He whipped his head to his side and saw the sickly-looking blonde and gave another small scream.

Izuku made sure the door was locked before rolling down his window a little bit. The blonde man smiled and bowed slightly. Izuku recognized this man... Why was he here?

"What are you doing here All Might?" Izuku asked, slight malice in his tone.

Again, Toshinori was shocked. How could someone not like him?

"Ahh, young...?"

Seriously? Did he forget his name? How could he forget his name when he literally told him his biggest secret? How could anyone be so careless? Izuku just raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.

"Did you want something?" Izuku asked blandly, reading to roll his window back up.

"Yes, yes, of course." Toshinori said hurriedly. "I would like to talk with you."

"Is this not what we're doing?" Izuku rose an eyebrow again, reaching to turn his music back up.

"Yes, yes but this is an important matter that I would like to speak with you about." Toshinori explained, raising his hands.

"Then speak." Izuku turned up his music a little bit.

Toshinori sighed lightly and looked around for a moment. "Could you roll the window down all the way, then?" He asked tiredly.

"Mmn, nah. I'm good. Speak now or forever hold your piece." This side of Izuku would never be shown towards Katsuki. Ever.

Toshinori was baffled and was questioning his decision now.

"Okay then. Young one, I would like to ask you if you would like to be the new One For All holder." Toshinori asked, standing tall.

Izuku snickered slightly. "Can you even remember my name? The first time we met?" He asked snarkily.

"Of course I do, we first met at the crash site, where we saved you and young Bakugou. I made up my mind a few days later after seeing your spark and intelligence and-" He was cut off.

"No, no. The first time we met was on the street by a little park. I was being attacked by the slime villain and you came to the 'rescue'. I tried to talk to you but you wouldn't listen so I latched onto our leg. You dropped me off onto a building and I asked you a simple question. 'All Might, sir. Do you think a quirkless kid like me, could have a chance at becoming a hero?' And that was the day I started disliking you. You laughed in my face and told me to become a police officer or something, to never get my hopes up because I had absolutely no chance. And then you turned around and told me about your wound and how you used to be quirkless. You are a hypocrite and I hate you for it." Izuku spoke darkly and angrily.

Now he just wanted his Kacchan back. Toshinori was stressing him out and he just wanted to go home and cuddle.

Toshinori stood there, just speechless. He didn't remember that. "Young one I think you may have me mixed up with someone else, you-"

"No! I remember exactly what happened because that was one of the worst days of my life!!" Izuku screamed.

Toshinori just blinked at the outburst.

"I'll think about your offer. But I need to talk it over with Kacchan." Izuku spoke finally.

"Ahh! No, you must not tell anyone about this." All Might said worriedly.

Izuku glared at him harshly.

"I don't keep secrets from Kacchan." Izuku spoke definitely, his words laced with finality.

Izuku sighed deeply, rolling up his window and blasting the music again. He heard the door click open and opened his eyes. They were still teary after what happened with Toshinori.

"Kacchan..." He looked at the blond with teary eyes.

"You're finally back."