Unseen Beauty

Confrontation

"Deku! Open the damn door!"

The loud noises of Bakugo came shouting as the wooden frame was banged upon. Only little or a hour ago, Izuku and Ochako conversation took place. Not without an audience listening in of course...

Bakugo, a loud, confident, and bold teen came from his frog-girlfriends room just to stop before the entrance to the main lobby. He clearly saw the brown bob-haired girl wrapped around the waist of Izuku.

After a couple of seconds, she had let go and the two talked terms of the future between their friendship.

To say the least was that was said by Izuku, was not what Katsuki expected. Of course things were extremely tense between Deku and Uraraka for the past couple of months and maybe he would have being hesitant with the acceptance of apology.

That was the opposite of what Izuku had done. He had completely just made things more unfortunate between them. Now he had to hear that there were terms of association between the two, threats, and overall displeasure.

As the green curly haired boy left the scene and left a upsetting Uraraka, Katsuki pauses there for a moment.

The next few minutes were a blur, he walked back and knocked at each of the girls room and told them what happen just then. His idea was that maybe the girls can console Uraraka while he speaks to Izuku.

His plan came through, all be it a bit tougher than expected. Each of the other girls besides Uraraka were hesitant to hear out the depressed girl. He gritted his teeth before contacting the class president, which he came at the noticed of his downed girlfriend.

At this point, he was done. Izuku needed to get his act together no matter what it takes.

"I said open the fucking door!" The banging continues. Katsuki was really tempted to blast the door open at this point. After a few more moments, the door reveled a stoic Izuku.

His red highlights had replaced the green ones in his curly hair, while his irises were crimson instead of forest green. "Yes Kaachan whats the matter?" He asks calmly.

Katsuki gritted his teeth before chucking his hand to grabbed the collar of the shorter boy's shirt. Izuku skept staring into the blondes eyes no matter the rashly action had aggravated him.

"Your coming with me." Katsuki begins to pull and turn only to fell such heavy weight on his arm.

"No. Not until you tell me why did you abruptly knocked on my door at eleven in the night?" Izuku grabs the blondes hand and pries himself easily from Katsuki. The blonde looked back in anger and surprise. What the hell was up with Deku? These past few months it seemed Izuku had finally founded a middle ground between his emotions but now it seemed it all went down the drain.

"Listen, just come with me and tell me what's been going on lately Deku. You seemed a little different..." for once Katsuki was at a pause for a choice of words. He could ever express himself in the bland way others would. Neither would he beat around the bush but now, with the recent events of Izuku's...therapy with Tooru. It would seem things were going back to a mellowed out situation.

"Fine, lets talk then. Lead the way." Izuku wasn't stupid, he new what was going on. Katsuki or Tsuyu stumbled upon Uraraka in her state. Of course that would cause for some attention. Well it didn't mattered. All he cared about this satisfying feeling swelling all around his body. Was it victory? To an extent maybe. Was it vengeance? Hmm definitely.

What did it mattered to the blonde anyway? He had to ask.

"I know what's going on so I will just ask. Why do you give a shit Kaachan? I mean Uraraka hasn't been the most friendly with all of us." His voice expressed a sort of emotional detachment to Katsuki and Uraraka.