The Twisted Lies (BakuDeku)

Chapter 5 Stuck

Edited

"Thank you, Kaachan!" Deku exclaimed. Bakugou froze a bit when he first got the hug but eventually patted Deku on the head.

Bakugou's POV~
'I never thought this would end up like this. With all the time I had to think about what would come next or what he could have done better, I didn't see this through' I thought as the faint memory of what happened.

I had found out he didn't make it to U.A., it was something about not getting the needed points or his quirk being too destructive, and I remembered how upset I was. I had spent my whole life being told how great I was and it all snowballing down until that moment. My life was full of yes and yes until the yes that would count turned put to be a no. At the time it had pissed me off, how I throw the hologram projector at the wall which caused it to shatter, how I stomped out of the house and around town.

I didn't know where I was going but soon found myself in an alleyway full of trash and crap. I just had gone off, turning almost anything I could find into ashes. I kept the proses up until I stumbled upon a hero action figure. It wasn't All Might or Endeavor but was indeed a hero I had seen. I had picked it up, examining it in my hands. It was a male with messy blond hair that was pushed back. It wore a red like mask and headphones on his head. He wore a light yellow colored jacket and a black shirt under it with a macking set of trousers. The main detail in the figure was its red vibrant wings, which made it easy to tell it was the hero Hawks.

My hand clenched around it as I fell to my knees. 'Why' was the only thing I had thought as I exploded the figure as I felt my eyes well up with tears. Suddenly, I had heard clapping from behind me, which I spun around to see who. Behind me was a male figure, wearing all black and a hand over his face. He had messy blue hair and his arm shifting to scratch at his neck.

"Well, look at what we have here? What's wrong? Did the heroes disown you?" The blue-haired boy asked somewhat childish like. "Who the fuck are you!" I had said, standing up defensively, noticing he had a bit of a height advantage or so he thought. "Oh nothing, just passing through. I could help but noticed you a little break down there pal. So what is it? Murder? Heartbreak? Or maybe just pure jealousy?" He replied, not threaded by me.

"None of your concern you shit stain!" I remembered yelling. "Well, it isn't heartbreak because who would date an ass like you. You don't seem like a greaving type, but possibly. I'm going to go with betrayal?" The man continued. I had glared at him make my signature 'tch' sound. "Oh, no response. I think that's a yes. From your mother? Father? Crush? Best friend?" He pressed. I growled a response as his scratching started to speed up.

"What's it to you" I had growled, having hated that he was getting into my personal information. "Maybe someone you admire? Let me guess, maybe All Might? Or maybe some hero school?" He pressed on. A had turned my head the other direction not wanting to answer but unable to leave the "safety" of the alleyway.

"Oh? Now which one was it? All Might or the school? Or was it both, I have been hearing that All Might was starting teaching in U.A. Oh don't tell me, you didn't pass the exam to U.A.? Well, am I correct?" He had asked. "Right on the noise" I heaved a sigh," Who the hell are you anyway?"

" Oh, no one important I assure you, just a regular old bystander" The guy had said sounding distasteful with the word "bystander". "Tch, whatever then" I had said no longer interested in the stranger's name. "Say, how about I offer you my form of 'hero' education? Would you like to learn what it is like to be a hero and who other heroes are like? How to have an edge in life?" The male had asked me.

'I still don't know what had pushed me to say "yes" or why I stayed, but I don't regret it. I do regret other things thought. With the time and correction, I've had over the past months or so had changed a few things. One thing that has changed is I no longer hate Deku, I had learned to admire him, I only wish I could have known. Could have known about his quirk or maybe his other interests were, besides All Might of course. Maybe I could have been a better son, oh god what would the ha- I mean mother or father would think? I miss her nagging and his helplessness in our stupid arguments. I wish I could-' I had drifted off into my thoughts but was quickly pulled out by our situation.

Deku's POV~

"Kaachan?" I had repeated. He had been thinking for a few minutes, not saying anything. We were still really close, me with my chained arms wrapped around him, his hand in my hair. As he was thinking his hand seemed to pet or run through my hair. After a while it had gotten awkward and I realized that I couldn't remove my arms from around him, a few kids happening to start staring. "Hm?" Bakugou sounded as if to be snapped out of thought as he looked down at me. "I think I'm stuck."