Cat's Rule the world.... since when?!

Bakugo's Realization

Bakugo's Point of view:

I stood in front of Deku's locked room, arms crossed, suspicion eating at me. Something wasn't right. I ordered the idiot to stay inside, but it's been too damn quiet. Too quiet for someone like him.

I banged on the door.

"Oi, Deku! You better be in there!"

Nothing. Just silence.

My teeth clenched, and I grabbed the handle, twisting it aggressively. Locked. Like I told them to do, for his own damn safety. I stepped back and glared at the door. I knew what was going on here.

"That little bastard..."

Without thinking twice, I kicked the door open. It slammed into the wall with a loud bang, and what do I see? An empty room, bed untouched, window wide open.

Of course. Typical Deku.

I let out a frustrated growl. That nerd parkoured his way out, huh? Just like old times. I shouldn't even be surprised anymore.

I stepped over to the window, looking out at the mansion grounds. He's long gone by now, but the thing is—I know Deku. I could send everyone out to search the grounds, the streets, the rooftops, but I know him better than that. He's not gonna make this easy. And the truth is, if he doesn't want to be caught, no one's gonna find him. Not even me.

But the thing is... I don't need to catch him.

I kicked at the door frame, a short explosion sparking at my feet as I turned away from the empty room. I've already fought Deku enough times to know. If that idiot can beat me—and he can now—he's got this under control. He's stronger than anyone here, maybe even me at this point.

He knows this world is dangerous, but he's used to it. He's been surviving ever since we were kids. He's always been one step ahead when it comes to keeping himself alive, and even now, I've gotta admit... I'm not worried.

I stopped in the hallway, glancing back at the room. It pisses me off how capable he is now. But at the same time, I can't help but feel a weird sense of pride. He's not the weak little Deku I used to know. He's so much more than that.

I grit my teeth, trying to shove that thought away. "Stupid nerd..."

I could call in my men, tell them to search every corner, but what's the point? It'd be a waste of time, and honestly, I don't want to deal with them failing miserably when Deku's probably laughing his ass off somewhere, watching them from a rooftop.

Besides, I've got bigger issues to handle. There's an attack coming, and I've got to prepare. I can't focus on chasing him down right now.

So I make my way down the hall, not sparing the empty room a second glance. Instead, I bark orders at the guards as I pass.

"Everyone on alert. Double the guard at the south entrance. Take down anyone suspicious, no questions."

I don't have time for screw-ups. There's a spy among us, and whoever it is has been playing us this whole time. I'll find them. And when I do... well, let's just say they won't make it out in one piece.

But even with all this going on, my mind keeps drifting back to Deku. I can't stop thinking about when we were kids. That idiot was always there, always following me around, always getting in trouble because of me.

I remember the day it all changed. When I got lost in the human world, hurt, confused, and he—Deku—was the only one who helped me. No one else. Just him.

He saved my life that day. And I never forgot it.

I stop in the middle of the hallway, hands clenching into fists. He's more than a pet. More than a follower. He's my friend—my brother, even. But now he's a pet in this world. That's how it works. That's how everyone else sees him, and even though I hate it, that's the reality.

But damn it, I want the best for him. I just... don't know how to give it to him. I've always been harsh. That's how I grew up. That's how I learned to talk, how I learned to deal with people. I don't know any other way.

But I also know it's not what he needs right now. Not from me.

I click my tongue in frustration, shaking my head. "Damn nerd..."

I keep walking, passing more guards as I go. I don't bother to look at them. I'm too focused on the fight ahead. I need to secure the mansion, make sure nothing goes wrong. The attack is coming soon, and we can't afford any mistakes.

Whoever the traitor is, they're going down. And when they do, I'll make sure they regret crossing me.

I stop in front of the command room, glancing once more in the direction of Izuku's room. He's out there somewhere, probably running around like a damn idiot. But I trust him. He knows what he's doing.

I take a deep breath and push open the door. Time to get to work.

"Game on, Deku. Stay safe, you idiot."

With that, I step inside and start setting everything in motion. This fight? It's going to be hell, but I'm ready.