That One Twin

55

Sayuri

Holy mackerels... Where the fuck am I?! Trees, trees, and more trees!!! Why does it all look so... back in the old days? It's beautiful and smells fresh. Like what you look for when hiking or going for a stroll. Do my quirks still work?

That shouldn't be a concern right now since regardless of the timeline, my injuries won't automatically disappear. It'd just be comforting to know I still have my quirks without worrying about whether or not that strange person had something to do with that too. How long am I stuck here?

Just as I got closer to what smelled like fire, a voice of familiar rage sounded from a good ways ahead of me. He couldn't possibly be here. There's no way. My legs knew what to do before I did, and I started sprinting my way closer. No fucking way.

Bakugou Katsuki, tattoos, huge red cape with fur, necklaces, and shirtless. Raging on what looked like goblin demon inbreeds with a massive red dragon beside him, helping him along with fire.

So obviously I'm not where I'm supposed to be because I don't understand a damn word he's shouting. All I understand is this indescribable feeling of relief to see that even in an alternate universe, Katsuki's still the same fiery tempered loud mouth. It makes me miss Katsuki all the more.

The way his eyes lit up as soon as he saw me today and hugged me without thinking. He's been doing that more lately. Even with all of our friends and classmates around, he doesn't care sometimes. Like he forgets, like he's been touch starved...

I've been so focused on work, classes, extra training lessons for everyone, and Eri; I haven't been spending enough time with him. When we're with the group, it's hard to keep my attention solely on him when everyone else wants to talk.

The Bakugou of this universe stormed up to me shouting what I'm assuming is many profanities since I can't understand him. Let's see... Is there a quirk to instant translate that I can copy without hurting myself? Aha! Katsuki will understand when I explain it to him. Time to shut this one up.

I slapped my hands on his cheeks harshly and pulled his face to mine for a kiss. All of the words came flooding through my brain in a flash. I pushed him back and wiped my lips.

"Sorry about that but I couldn't understand a word you were shouting, which I'm assuming you were cussing me out by the way," I apologized to him in his language.

"And you had to kiss me?!" He shouted, drawing a sword.

"Firstly, that's an unfair advantage," I motioned to the shiny blade in mild interest. "Secondly, yes. You see, I'm not from here. In my universe, I'm a hero that just got out of the hospital from a near death experience and a stranger bombarded me on the train and sent me here. The name's Yuri in case I don't exist here."

"That's not my problem! God you sound just like her!" He groaned. "Go away already!"

The dragon moved forward and swiped Bakugou off his feet with its tail. I stifled my laughter until said dragon suddenly turned into a human. Wait. Kiri?

"Please tell me you're as sweet as the Eijiro where I'm from," I plead to him. He only let out a laugh before calming back down.

"Sorry about him. The Yuri of our time and Bakugou don't quite get along," he waved Bakugou off with an apologetic grin.

"Ouch. Kind of hurts because me and Katsuki have been together for almost a year back home," I said.

"Really? What's that like?" He asked immediately.

"Like that one right there at the start of it, then it kind of smoothed out. Still has a few bumps and ditches, but it's been amazing despite it all. No matter how mean he is, he really does care. He just won't show it the way everyone else does," I smiled. Katsuki really has come a long way.