The Stormcaller's Journey

Chapter 9

"Katsuki! Where the hell have you been? Dinner's almost ready!" A loud feminine voice came from the kitchen.

"Shut it Hag!" Katsuki yelled right back, not like she would actually punish him for that kind of reply. 'You two are peas in a pod.' his old man always said.

"What did you just call me brat! Don't make me come up there." 

"P-please dear, why don't we just let him rest?" A timid masculine voice asked.

"Fine! Katsuki if you're not down here in fifteen minutes, your dinner is getting put away!"

Mitsuki Bakugo was a fierce woman and who Katsuki took a lot fromf way more than just appearance. She had the same spikey ash-blond hair with those ruby eyes and due to her quirk had flawless skin for her age. Then there was her very timid but handsome husband.

Masaru Bakugo was a quiet man. He had spiky brown hair, a short fuzzy mustache that covered his upper lip, and rectangular glasses. Masaru originally wanted to go down the hero path, but with a quirk like his, it was better to go a different route. That's where he met Mitsuki, who once she locked eyes on him, nothing was gonna stop her from marrying Masaru.

Katsuki made it to his single bed room and crashed onto his bed. At this moment he didn't know what to do? Cry, yell, workout, or all of the above? Life just seemed more complicated then what it was supposed to be. He's supposed to be the top of his class at U.A. and Deku was gonna be at some normal high school or the general education course; Deku was pretty smart.

But now, he lost his first training match, he's definitely not the best, and Deku hates him while moving on without him. He doesn't know whether to kill the bastard or beg for forgiveness, but either way just thinking about Deku makes his chest hurt. That pathetic little nerd, who he could crush if he wanted to, was making him feel...something?

With those big jade eyes, that stupid smile, those symmetrical freckles, and that silky green bush on his head. Seriously, did that idiot never hear of a brush? Katsuki didn't have time to think about him right now; he had to figure out how to get back on top.

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The next morning Izuku found himself pushing through a sea of reporters. Being asked questions on what All Might was like as a teacher would usually have Izuku's inner fanboy gushing out information, but the huge camera being shoved in his face made him look like a deer in headlights. Luckily a certain sharptooth friend was able to stop him from making a fool of himself on camera and walked with him to class. 

Talking to Kirishima was surprisingly easy for Izuke. Whether it be about pro heroes, workout, or classes; Izuku couldn't help but listen.

"Hey um, do you want to come to my place after class?" The redhead asked nervously. "Just to hang out and do some homework."

"Of course!" Izuku was pleasantly surprised to hear this. He hasn't been invited to someone's house since middle school, but those usually stopped when they found out he wanted to be a hero.  "I'll just have to text my mother."

Before the two could discuss anymore about their hangout, Aizawa entered the room, silenting the entire class with just his presence.

"Decent work on your combat training everyone." He began. "I saw the video feeds and went over your team's results with All Might."

The entire class was now nervous about how Aizawa would grade them on training. 

"Bakugo," Aizawa said, catching the blonde's eyes. "You're talented, so don't soak like a child over your loss, ok?"

The spikey student only responded with a 'whatever.'

"And Midoriya, you can't use brute strength in every situation. You need to learn how to control your quirk better " This made Izuku look down in embarrassment. "However, your power will be very useful if you get a handle on it."