MHA Stories i find on Ao3

Haigha

By: DeusVerve

"I always knew you were pathetic, Deku, but I never thought you'd become a Villain," Kacchan  sneers, grabbing Izuku's coat by the collar. Izuku's long ears dip  back. "Think you're hot shit vanishing like that and showing up here?  Sabotaging me? Who the hell did you go beg for that shitty Quirk of  yours? Some mad scientist?"

Kacchan is unusually aggressive. Izuku's never pissed him off this much by existing before. Then again, he hasn't seen the other boy in about a year.

"I  didn't," says Izuku. He forces his foot to stop tapping against the  tiled ground. Kacchan isn't nearly as intimidating as he used to be.  Before Izuku disappeared. "I don't remember what happened—"

"Bullshit!" Kacchan  raises a sparking fist, snarl etched across his features. Suddenly, he  loosens his grip, his raised arm dropping to his side. He lets out a  'tch.' "You aren't worth it," he says.

Izuku doubts that. It never stopped Kacchan before. It's more likely he just remembered that they're right outside of UA High School, and  the teachers are probably watching the incoming applicants. Kacchan  would never risk his chance at getting in to the best Hero school in  Japan over Izuku.

Izuku smooths out his jacket, his ears  losing their tension. His eyes track Kacchan intently as the boy walks  off. Some of the other applicants whisper as Kacchan passes. Izuku's new  ears pick out pieces of what they say. They're gossiping about some  Villain attack. Izuku swears he hears someone say 'Sludge Villain,' but  that's ridiculous. All Might caught that Villain after he attacked  me. And no one was around, so I doubt it made the news. Was there  another Villain with a similar Quirk?

"Are you okay?" a  cheerful voice chimes. Izuku's ear instantly snaps to the new noise, and  the voice giggles. He turns to see a cheerful brunette girl wearing a  simple scarf and jacket.

Izuku opens his mouth to respond, but nothing comes out. He eventually just nods.

"This  sure is nerve-wracking!" the girl says. "And that guy... what a jerk!"  Izuku can't really disagree there. "Oh, you're kinda like Miruko, huh?"  She gestures to Izuku's ears and tail.

"Oh, uh, yeah," Izuku  manages, rubbing the back of his head with his clawed hand. "But she  doesn't have the, uh, the legs." He pulls up on his pant leg a little to  show how his fur goes past his feet and up his ankle and beyond.

"Huh," she says, eyes flicking between Izuku's furry ankle and the bare skin on his hands. "Just the legs?"

"For,  uh, the most part," Izuku says. "I still have the, uh, claws." He holds  up his hand so she can see the claw-like nails on his fingertips.

"Oh,  this is, uh, this might be rude to ask, but uh... can I... pet you?" asks  the girl sheepishly. Izuku blinks a few times as he processes this  entire interaction.

"Ah," he says intelligently, "My hair isn't  the same as the fur..." Izuku doesn't really know what he's supposed to do  in this situation. He's only had fur for the last few months. Is she  being rude? Is he supposed to say no? But she seems polite. He leans a  little closer for her to feel. She hums as she runs a hand through his  hair. Izuku feels a small jolt as her fingers brush against the base of  his ears.

"Oh, yeah, your fur is softer," she says in wonder.  Suddenly, she jerks her hand back. "Oh, I'm so sorry! That was probably  really forward of me!" The girl blushes fiercely. Izuku waves a hand in  front of his face.

"To, uh, tell you the truth," he says, trying  and failing to hide a blush of his own, "This is kind of a recent  development. I don't really mind you, ah, petting." It actually felt kinda nice...