Blast from the past

Ch. 1

3rd POV
Bakugou was from a very strong barbarian clan. They were known to be the strongest of the clans with their strong leader's bloodline. The barbarians were a respectful group who although lived in the forest respected cultures and every-living being. Bakugou was raised this way always treating life well. Certainly, animal life, when it came to actual people, he fell short of all respect for anyone.

After the age of All mighty Katsuki made it sure that he only respected the strongest or those who are strong. Weak things like Deku do not fit his likes. But eijirou changed that. The dragon halfling was the first to ever beat Katsuki in a fight but after being saved from his pack Eijirou decided he owed his life to him. The two were inseparable, always out hunting or adventuring. During this they made plenty friends like Kaminari the electiric mage, Sero a stealthy rouge, Shinsou the necromancer, jiróu the strong bard and lastly ashido a half-fairae.

As for enemies, bakugou made so many he lost count. Bakugou was really young for all this but at the time it was normal to have young adults being big league adventurers. After their big battle of good vs. dark a few villains still remained. Katsuki was off traveling with kirishima when they were attacked. Katsuki was lucky they got away with a few bruises. What they didn't know was that as a last resort attempt to get rid of bakugou, the villains contacted a powerful dark magic mage. They wanted to get rid of what Katsuki loved most. Kirishima.

Katsuki was tending to their wounds when it happened. Kirishima was still half conscious but he watched as the spell's dark magic surrounded them and was aimed to hit kirishima when Katsuki took the hit. He was stricken down to the floor in pain. He coughed and gotten up confused. He looked at his body but he felt numb. It took them a day to realize that Katsuki was slowly immobilizing. His skin had parts turned to stone.

They contacted every healer, even the healing mage lady recovery. Nothing could be done so they searched texts and at this point Katsuki was bed ridden. He was visited by all his friends and even colleagues. They all tried to make up for lost time or even help kiri find an answer but it was useless. Nearing his last days Katsuki has one request. "Let me see you in your dragon form. One last ride, one last adventure." Eijirou sniffled as they rode to a secluded place.

It was the cave Katsuki first found kirishima. It was still the same since they last left it. They went inside and Katsuki sat stiffly on a rock. "I love you so fucking much." Eijirou cut him off whining in his dragon form. "Stop that, I have one request alright? Just the one, let me see you fully as yourself one last time." Katsuki stood tall, but everything hurt and felt numb Katsuki watched as Eijirou transformed back to his human state as he whispered a last I love you. Then Katsuki reached up his hand to say it back but he was frozen. Everything turned black and he was lost for centuries.

Kirishima leaned his hand, into Katsuki's, sobbing in pain as Katsuki took a stone form. "No! No! I refuse! Please, anyone, don't take him away, please!" He cried to the heavens. Suddenly a bright light filled the cave. "To let the one in stone be free the one who keeps him must be free of what is precious." Eijirou didn't understand, he has to be free of what is precious? Eijirou went out side and then came back inside and Katsuki was still the same.

He contacted their friends and they tried for so long to help but it didn't make since. Eijirou found himself with plenty mistakes, he had child with a wench on one of his most drunken nights and he left them. He decided to pray and wish to be reunited with Katsuki once again. Wether it be in a year or centuries. Eijirou guarded his stature from then on, only leaving when it was important.

Through time kastuki's statue stayed as a heirloom for the kirishima's to protect. It never got eroded or dirty, it was always kept the same. Katsuki's slight smile and hand barely reaching up. Somehow, the story got muddled and they had only one truth. The boy in the statue was the most beloved by Eijirou kirishima the I. He is the hero amongst the old legends.

Many times they were offered money for such a statue but they declined, something deep inside them refused to let go of the statue. So when it came time for the recent kirishima lineage eijirous grandmother smiled at the infant. "I want to name him Eijirou, it does good to be named by important figures of your past. Perhaps he can make history like his greatest grandfather." Eijirou grew up with the statue in his back yard as a small shrine.

He paid respect to the honestly heroic looking statue. He grew up looking up to crimson riot and the heroic statue. As grew older and entered UA he lost focus on the statue. Then on break his family had him clean up the shrine. He sighed as he stared at the statue. The boy wasn't bad looking, and his face was rather enticing. Eijirou turned back and put on his head phones. He was jamming when he leaned to far during a dance and bumped the statue.

He felt as the thing fell and Eijirou was too late to save it. The statue shattered on the ground with a big crash. Silence overtook Eijirou as he stared helplessly at the statue's remains. "Shit." Was all he could say as he stared at the broken family heir loom. Eijirou started to panic, he just knocked over a priceless family heirloom jamming to all star of all things. That thing was probably the most precious thing in his family.

Suddenly after that thought, a bright light filled the room. Where the statue once was a light stood in its place and Eijirou was just frozen in shock. It might have been some force but he stood in place in front of it. The light blasted once more and Eijirou blinked as the boy from the statue in its place in the same position. His hand went to eijirou's face, "I love you too.." the boy said his eyes in color. Red as blood and hazed.

Suddenly the boy blinked and fully looked at Eijirou. He looked around and was a bit taken aback by his surroundings. "Eijirou? Where the hell are we?" Eijirou snapped out of it and just stared at the boy a bit defensively.