Izuku sighed as he fumbled with the tie of their required uniform. He had decided to keep up with the slightly clumsy persona he had made for school - which meant forcing himself to mis-tie his tie.
Karsuki sat on their bed watching, his own tie done properly. "You look fine, nerd."
Izuku sighed again and turned. He clicked his tongue and walked over to his boyfriend. "What the hell is this?"
Katsuki glanced at himself. "A properly done uniform. "
Izuku smirked. "Not very bad boy with a big ego. Lose the tie."
Katsuki wrinkled his nose. "I'm not going to be a slob."
Izuku reached out, grabbed the tie, and pulled him close. "Are you questioning me, Kat-su-ki?"
The blond swallowed and shook his head. He found he couldn't ever say no to his green bean. "Tie gone."
Izuku smirked. "Good boy."
Katsuki smirked and leaned away once the offending fabric was released. He studied Izuku as he took it from his neck. "Getting in some bad boy of your own today?"
Izuku shrugged. "Figured get it out of my system before I have to be a stuttering mess. Now remember our rules."
Katsuki glared at the word. "Hands appropriate only and no punching anyone for touching you."
Izuku nodded. "And I can't cuss or cut anyone for touching you. Now let's go before we're late."
Katsuki grabbed their bags, and the two headed out. In truth, they were looking forward to excuses to use their quirks and to hit people without recourse.
As they entered the school grounds, Izuku grabbed onto Katsuki's hand and started walking a bit closer. To outsiders, he looked timid and shy...just what he wanted. They found the room quick enough, finding their seats in front of each other.
Katsuki kicked his feet onto his desk and leaned back to chat with Izuku. They saw the teen with glasses frown at them, but he didn't say a word. Another small group approached.
"Hey! You were at my test zone!" The red head with sharp teeth grinned.
"Shitty hair," Katsuki greeted. "Pinky."
Mina grinned. "Nice to see you too. These are my friends."
"Kirishima Eijiro," the red head grinned.
"Shitty hair," Katsuki grumbled again.
"And I'm Kaminari Denki," the blond beside him announced.
"Sero Hanata," the dark-haired one waved.
Katsuki studied them. "Dunce face and Soy sauce."
Izuku giggled. "Kacchan! You can't be mean."
"The fuck I can't," the blond snorted. "I'm not here to make friends."
Izuku sighed and turned to the small group. "I'm Midoriya Izuku. This is my best friend Bakugo Katsuki."
"When the hell did I become just a best friend?" Katsuki snapped.
Izuku didn't flinch. "I figured you wouldn't want people to know."
Denki tipped his head. "Know what?"
"Oh, these two are together," Mina giggled.
"Like a couple? Really dude?" Hanata grunted as he looked at Izuku.
Izuku laughed lightly, his smile like sunshine. "I've known Kacchan since we were really little. He isn't as mean as he pretends to be."
"Shut it ya damn nerd! I don't need them calling me your dumb nickname or thinking I'm just a damn extra," Katsuki snarled.
Izuku giggled, then glanced at the front. "I'd get to your seats."
The group frowned but did as he suggested. Katsuki sat up and smirked. he knew Izuku was setting their new "friends" up to be successful when he also spotted their teacher - the famed Eraserhead- observing near the front.
"Let the games begin," Katsuki whispered.
****
By lunch, after a relatively uneventful quirk test, they both had a small group wrapped around their fingers.
Izuku was surrounded by some of the quieter members of their class. His smile was neon bright even from two tables away as he talked excitedly about quirks. Even with all his evil doings - Izuku was still a quirk nerd.
Katsuki found himself the two tables away with the loudmouth idiots trying to get him to smile like he did when Izuku praised his scores on the assessment. He ignored them as he ate his spicy Ramen, stealing glances at his green eyed boyfriend.
"Would you fuckin' extras shut up? I'm trying to eat," Katsuki snarled.
"Oh come on, Bakubro! This is our free time," Eijiro sighed.
"Yeah man! It's time to talk!" Denki agreed.
Katsuki snorted and went back to his food, a small smirk as he heard Izuku's laughter over the noise. He hadn't heard that laugh in years. It was his favorite sound.
He glanced over and saw a real smile. Maybe playing around here would be good for his boy. And maybe they could convince some of these wannabes to join them. That might keep the laughter going.
"Hey, Bakubro, what do you say we train together sometime?" Eijiro asked.
Katsuki sat back and studied them. "Like you'd last against me, shitty hair."
Eijiro frowned. "Bet I could best you in a fight, blasty," he countered. "I'll buy you ice cream if I lose."
Katsuki considered it and then smirked. "Nah. Take Izuku to that cat cafe. He's been dying to go, but..."
Mina frowned. "But what?"
Katsuki blinked. "Are you all stupid or something? All the paparazzi. "
The small group frowned. Katsuki was in shock. Was there really someone... no, a whole group who didn't know their faces.
"You... don't know who we are?" Katsuki asked slowly.
"Midoriya and Bakugo?" Denki shrugged.
Katsuki jumped to his feet. "Hey, nerd!"
Izuku looked up, eyes bright. "You too?"
Katsuki smirked, nodded, and sat back down.
"What was that?" Hanata asked.
"Don't worry about it," Katsuki said. "And I don't care about me, but don't look the nerd up, okay?"
The quartet looked at each other and then back at him. In unison, they asked, "What's the story?"
Katsuki sighed. "Shit childhood. The nerd seems happy, and I want to keep him that way."
Four heads turned to look at the mop of green curls before they all nodded. "The BakuMido squad has begun."
Katsuki groaned. "What the hell, you damn extras?"
Mina grinned. "Can't stop us! It's been decided."
Katsuki just rolled his head back and groaned at the idiots who seemed glued to him.
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UA's Gremlins
FanfictionWhen All For One "rescues" two preschoolers from danger, they become his successor's "little brothers" and grow up being frustrating little chaos gremlins. One has the personality of an unstable bomb, while the other is a master manipulator. What...