Know the Difference: A My Hero Academia Fanfiction

CHAPTER FIVE: GAME START/OLD SCHOOL

CHAPTER FIVE: GAME START/OLD SCHOOL

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THE next morning before school started, Izuku made sure to stop by Kacchan's house, just like how his friend had told him to come. Mrs. Bakugou opened the door with a wide smile when he knocked on it.

"This is a pleasant surprise," she said, gesturing for him to come inside. "It's nice to see you again. How is your mother doing?"

"She's well," Izuku replied politely, taking his shoes off by the door and sliding into the house slippers the Bakugous supplied for their guests. "Quite busy though. Did Kacchan not tell you he invited me over this morning?"

"That brat never tells me a thing," she grumbled, rolling her eyes. "Or his father for that matter. What did he do this time?"

"Uh..." he brushed his hair out of his eyes to buy time to think about what he was supposed to say. He should have expected Kacchan not telling his parents about offering ointment for his burns, which had already more or less faded. He always fought the idea of getting credit for his kindness; Izuku suspected it was because he didn't want something like that to soften his rough guy reputation. "I burned my hands yesterday. He said he had a jar of ointment and to stop by this morning before school. I hope I'm not inconveniencing you?"

"Not at all! We love having you here, Katsuki tries to make a good impression on you. Have you eaten? Masaru's in the kitchen making eggs."

"I—"

"Mom! Stop tormenting Deku!" Kacchan stomped down the stairs with loud thumps and grabbed his wrist. Immediately, he tugged him back up the stairs.

"Kacchan! I was talking to your mom!" Izuku stumbled after him.

"Please, mom's just trying to embarrass me. Let's go. School's going to start in an hour, you really had to shave it close, didn't you?"

"Sorry!" He said to Kacchan's mother, but she was already walking into the kitchen. He subjected himself to eating whatever the Bakugou family decided he had to eat, since he hadn't told them that he'd already eaten a protein bar on the way here. He turned around and followed Kacchan up the stairs, toward his room. "You said just to stop over before school starts. I didn't want to show up too early."

"You know we wake up earlier than your weak-ass can handle," Kacchan retorted, but the smirk on his face softened the harshness of his words. Izuku rolled his eyes and stayed silent. The elder Bakugous woke up early, information he had already known after a number of sleepovers. Kacchan himself though? He'd sleep in as much as he could get away with.

"So, where's the ointment for the burns?" he asked. "You know I can barely feel them, right?"

"Yeah, but you don't want it to scar, do you?"

"No—I guess— I suppose I don't want that to happen."

"Then the ointment is necessary."

Kacchan led him into his bathroom and made Izuku sit on the tub as he pulled prescription medication out of the medicine cabinet, sitting it on his sink. Izuku glanced up and tried to see if there was anything different from the last time he had been in here a couple of months ago, but he saw nothing that had changed.

Poking his fingers together, Izuku cleared his throat and spoke up to dispel the comfortable silence between them. "So, uh, I'm going to be busy the next several months preparing for the high school exams."

Kacchan grunted. "We both are, Deku. UA's exams are no joke, and you have your... disability to overcome."

"Well, yes. There is that." But that didn't even begin to cover everything. After all, he was training to accept All Might's quirk under the number one hero's guidance and his father was having him negotiate with another Business Partner for better terms. Which was scary, since he didn't know what he was supposed to be negotiating for. "Father decided to give me additional training..."