In His Eyes

~IV~

The Blond Bakugou was waiting by the gates as promised, it was the final day of junior high, which meant it was the final day to beat the nerd. He watched as Midoriya walked through the gates, eyes on the ground, or on the tree, or on his twitching hands, but never looking at Bakugou.

Needless to say it pissed Katsuki off.

The ruby glare hardened as his old friend came closer.  His soft, green hair flying perfectly in sync with the wind, as the sun shone down upon the freckles that dotted his face. Silky eyelashes opened to show toxic, emerald eyes.

Bakugou Katsuki mentally slapped himself.

Enough Katsuki! Stop thinking about that damn nerd.

Midoriya soon stood in front of him.

"What did you n-need Kacchan"
It was a stupid question. Izuku already knew-

A fist soon came into impact with the greenets face. Explosions coming off as he did so.

Izuku who has known this was coming, braced himself to stop from falling over. If he did, he would be giving Kacchan more room to aim for.

Punch after punch came raining down on Izuku.

Blood soon began to color Bakugou's knuckles until a whimper was heard from Midoriya. This made Katsuki smile. The nerd was weak compared to him, useless. One day he'll come begging for his help. Katsuki's help. All he needs to do is keep Deku weak, and with those victorious thoughts, he attacked the small male again.

A kneecap found its way to Midoriya's chest (repeatedly) and a red syrup came out of his mouth. He feel to his knees, struggling to breathe as Kacchan continued to light the boy up with explosions.

The smell of blood masked by the scent of caramel. 

How sweet~

When Izuku could barely stand Bakugou decided that was enough.

"Don't forget your place Deku" And he left.

When Katsuki left, Midoriya slowly began to stand and work his way back to the school, where the janitor, Mrs. Akko, was waiting for him. She let him in and led him to the break room where his back pack was stored. (Izuku put it there before going to see Bakugou, knowing him FAR to well) She sat him on the stool with his pain medication.

"Hold still, you know this will hurt." Izuku managed a 5-second smile, his nerves soothing around one of the only people he deemed trustworthy.

"It's okay Mrs. Akko, I'm used to it by now."
She began to at the burn ointment on his already-there scars and starting-to-form ones. With the exception of tiny flinches here and there, Deku didn't move.

Soon enough, the janitor was placing his medicine back in his bag, and began taking out the makeup and concealer.

"Ya know, when I first saw you do this, it was quite good. Almost don't see the wounds." Izuku smiles at the memory.

"You didn't see the wounds. You patted my shoulder and I collapsed into a whimpering ball of pain." Now it was Mrs. Akko's turn to smile. "Yes, yes, your right. There, all done!" She finished hiding the wounds and bandages.

"When will you tell your mother?" Izuku sighed, this question would pop up sooner or later.
"I will tomorrow, okay? Just let me figure out the right words to say." He looked so focused on his thoughts at the moment that the janitor isn't question him anymore, not wanting to interrupt him. But she had to.

"Alright, it's time for you to get going now. Your mother will start to wonder where you've gone."

Izuku has his bag in a flash.

"Thank you for everything Mrs. Akko. I truly mean it, if you ever need anything, come to me. I'll help you out just as you have helped me." Mrs. Akko laughed.

"Of course my boy, I will miss you. Just promise to visit. Deal?" He smirked.

"Deal." And left the building.

650 words.