At the age of 4, Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki were the bestest friends. No one would have been as close as those two. They were inseparable.
When the children around them all started manifesting their quirks, both of them couldn't wait for the...
There was one time when four year old Izuku's heart stopped when Katsuki's face suddenly came close. The warmth in his cheeks just on the corner of his lips blazed like wild fire. His own mind scattered in confusion and his head spins when the heat became too much, trying to understand what just happened.
Little Izuku pieced together that Kacchan visited, kept banging the door open screaming that he dug out an old video of All Might. They pushed the tape to an old VCR. They sat beside each other, knees knocking, hearing All Might's words that swelled the heroic heart of Midoriya Izuku.
The moment he heard those words, the reason why he wanted to be a hero, Katsuki popped out of his mind. Then after, Katsuki himself popped up in his actual sight. Those little warm hands lead his cheeks in the blond's direction and he...he...
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Midoriya Izuku's eyes dimmed, heart stopping once again, staring at the unmoving inanimate body at the center of the villain. It looked like a doll gone wrong. It's skin too pale, too chalky, too white. Hair too much like the color of his cheeks. It's lips too bluish of a tint. It's eyes already shaded red rolled over into it's skull and its just white. It's black uniform and it's hands painted red and the rest is just too white, too pale. One look at it and you know it's not alive. It's not alive. He's not alive? Kacchan is...dead? Huh?
"Izu! I wanttobe a herolikeyou!!"
A tender voice suddenly screams in his memories. That boy with his cheeks ablaze, his big toothy smile and a tight warm hug that followed after. The warmth from it brought Izuku's cheeks ablaze as well and his heart racing as that little kid realized what a gift he had when he was by his side. What a future they could have together. To make it even, to make it fair, to make that forever promise stronger, Izuku's little hands, too, envelopes over--Huh?
The villain's grimy sludge body envelopes Izuku's future again, suffocating the life out of Kacchan. No. No. He snaps out of his reverie realizing what is happening right now, right in this street of fire, right in front of him. What? What the hell is that sludge doing? If he won't stop doing that, Kacchan...
