A Little Bit Quirky

Chapter 19: Pride

A.N: Next chapter!!!!!!! I'm excited about this one so, I hope you enjoy! This gives some development in the Katsudeku stuff but, not in the main plot. Also the explosion in this one is the one that Iida and Uraraka witnessed, in case it isn't clear. The song is from the movie Amelie, which is so good!!!!! And does this image make anyone else want to burst into tears?
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~~~Previously~~~
*Crap, I forgot to do one of these the first time I published it so, here you go!*

A large explosion spirals towards us and Kacchan shouts my name in warning as, I let out a thunderous roar of:
"DETROOOOOOOOOIT SMAAAAAAAAASH!!!!!!!"

Katsuki's P.O.V:
There will always be a moment.

A moment where you realise something that's vital to your life; no matter if it's bad or good. It's almost like you have really poor eyesight but don't realise it, and you watch the world flash by; blurred and mundane, and then suddenly, you're given a pair of glasses and......
You can finally see.
See the varying shades of blue in the sky, ranging from azure to sapphire; see the fascinating power of a river, flowing slowly but, crashing against banks and wearing down rocks with its unnoticed strength; see the beauty of nature and how it lives on despite pollution, a swirl of colours, thriving with life.....

For me, this is that moment.

As Deku falls from the sky, fist pulled back and a roar ripping itself from his throat, and my explosion hurtles towards him at an unavoidable speed, the realisation hits me.

As a child, I had desperately sought Deku's praise. He was bright and kind and selfless. A complete and utter replica of All Might himself. When he was near me and he flashed me that reassuring smile, I felt safe.
I felt like I was in the presence of a hero.
Deku was everything I wanted to be. A hero to rival All Might, a person who saved lives and protected civilians, a saviour.
Deku was my hero.

And I hated it.

Can you imagine what it's like? To have a quirkless, passive and nervous boy, be a better hero than you? It was horrible. He didn't have to think about it, or rein in his temper. He was automatically heroic. He would enter a forest even if he was afraid just to make sure I was safe, stand up to bullies even if he knew he could never win a fight just to protect others, willingly throw himself into a dangerous situation to help a complete stranger, he would never meet again. He didn't have to think about it, or force himself to act.
Deku was born to be a hero.
And I wasn't.
I had to work hard to control my quirk, which is far more suitable for destruction than for protection. I had to force myself to help strangers because, I wouldn't realise they were in danger unless I was paying attention. I had to stop myself from becoming furious with people and ending up injuring them instead of helping them.
It was hard. Incredibly hard to try and become a hero when, the world - hell, even my own mother - had declared me a villain. From the moment I was born, I wasn't supposed to be a hero.
But Deku was.
He was what I desired and what I worked so hard to become and he did it effortlessly. Why did he deserve it? What made him so special?

What made us so different?

And just like that, I began to hate my best friend and my hero.
I was jealous. Why couldn't I be a hero like him? I was stronger, faster and I had a powerful quirk. I was perfect for becoming a hero and everyone agreed with me.
So, why was he the one fulfilling my dream?
He was quirkless and pathetic- a weak person who could barely look me in the eye, let alone defeat a villain. So, I decided to show him. Show him what it meant to be a hero. Show him that I was strong, stronger than him and All Might and any other hero!
Show him that I could be his hero.
I hated him. I hated how he ignored my taunts, how he refused to fight me, how he still looked at me with those eyes, that said I was his world, despite everything I did.
But, at the same time I loved it.
I loved how he admired me, how he saw me as a powerful rival, how he continued to call me Kacchan.
However, he could never understand how I felt.