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Midoriya POV:

I awoke to a loud bang. My body jolted up as I remembered the events from yesterday. Just thinking about the blood makes me feel so excited! I smile psychotically.

"What are you smiling at nerd? This is gonna be a living hell and soon you'll realize." Kacchan said, looking at me. I saw that he was standing in front of Kirishima, who was rubbing his back in pain. I started laughing. "You did that?" I managed to get out from my laughing. He grunted, looking away. Kirishima groaned and stood up. "The hell, dude! Why did you do that!?" He yelled. I couldn't stop laughing. I was now sitting down, holding my stomach. Other people were angry at us for being so loud in the morning. But I could care less. I was have a great time.

"Nerd! Stop laughing!" Kacchan said, glaring at me. I calmed down, wiping a tear from laughing so hard. "You know, I missed this, Kacchan! We used to roughhouse all the time..." I said, trying to catch my breath. He made a 'tch' and walked over to his bed. I stood up and walked over to his bed. "Come on, you're sill mad at me? I'm sorry ok?" I said, sitting down. "Fuck off!" He said, pushing me off. I smiled at myself. "You'll forgive me later. Just saying, they were glad you were gone and I was hoping you would feel the same so they can get the karma they need. They sent me a fucking invitation to a party! A celebration party!" I said, getting angry. I suddenly felt the urge to see blood. I sighed and calmed my nerves. Great, I have to find a way to bleed or make someone else bleed or it's not going to end well for somebody.

I looked around the cell and looked at the back wall. It was a brick wall so I walked up to it. If I rub my hand hard enough, I'll bleed right? I placed the back of my hand on the wall and started rubbing. It stung at first but I got used to it as I rubbed harder. Once I saw blood on the wall, I started laughing. Finally, took me long enough.

"Oi, deku! What the fuck?!" He yelled once he saw my hand bleeding. "I was angry. And if I didn't do that, I might've hurt someone tonight. And we don't want that, do we, ~Kacchan." I said, emphasizing his name. He tightened his clenched hands and took a deep breath. "You shouldn't do that to yourself." He said, a little more calmly. I smiled. "I wanted to Kacchan. It's not like I killed someone, I would if I could but I didn't. A little blood isn't gonna be a problem. The guards could care less. I do it for the pure enjoyment of blood. So why don't you fuck off. You obviously hate me!" I said. I was getting angry so I pushed at my raw and bloody skin to make more blood come out. "Don't fucking talk to me like that, deku!" He yelled back. I stood up and stared at him. I knew he could see the pure anger in my eyes by the way his face changed to a confused look. "Never thought you'd see innocent, sweet deku like blood, huh Kacchan?" I asked.

I lifted my arm and punched him in the nose. "Fuck with someone else, and if you're gonna hate me, don't try to help me. And if you don't hate me, well, show me or I won't believe you." I said, walking away to my bed.

A loud bell rang and everyone walked up to the little cubbies, so I did the same. After a minute, a plate was placed and I grabbed it. I walked over to my bed and sat down. First time eating prison food, so exciting! I picked up my plastic fork and placed the dim looking eggs in my mouth. It tastes better than my mom's half-assed meals. I smiled. I scarfed the rest of the meal down. Everyone kept looking at me. "Ok, do I have something on me or what? You guys keep looking at me...." I said. A girl from a couple cells down with brown hair down to her shoulders and rosy cheeks stood up. "No...you are just so.....weird. You know Bakugo, pick fights with him, make yourself bleed, and like the food here. I mean you are a little psychotic, don't you think?" She said. I smirked. "Yeah, maybe a little bit. But aren't we all? That's why you're here in the place for the worst of the kids. Me and Kacchan are childhood friends. I know he won't hate me for long, we used to fight all the time." I explained. She nodded. But a boy with dark blue hair and glasses stood up and made a remark. "You aren't allowed to fight until free time. You broke a rule and now you will be punished. You will have to do extra laps during workout." He said. He was swishing his hands around in a robotic motion. So stuck up, how'd he get here. "Interesting... May I ask how you got here?" I asked. He smiled and rearranged his glasses. "You see, a....few....kids at my school broke the rules. So they got punished. I kidnapped them then tortured them so they would learn their lesson. They didn't. So I killed them." He said while smiling. "I like you, we are gonna get along nicely. You too, pink cheeks." I said. "We have names, you know. I'm Ochaco Uraraka and this is Tenya Iida." She explained. I nodded and turned around to Kacchan. He was sitting in the floor holding his nose. I saw blood dripping from his hand and smiled. "Wow, I was a bit harsh, wasn't I?" The other kids just laughed as I walked up to Kacchan.

I held out my hand and offered to help him up. He just swatted my hand away and stood up, looking away from me. "I was just trying to help. Now I'm bleeding again, thanks to you." I said, a little annoyed. "Well, I wasn't the one who killed my parents or even scratched my hand on a wall to make me bleed in the first place, now was I?" He mocked. "Well, ~sorry~.  At least I'm not a bastard who holds grudges." I said back, getting more angry. He turned his head back to me, eyes full of anger. "What did you just say?" He said. I just made a 'hmph' noise, not looking at him. "What did you say?!" He said, louder. "Hey, Hey. Bakugo. No need to get hasty." I heard Kirishima say from the corner of the cell. "Shut up, shitty hair!" He said, yelling. I snickered a little bit because of the nickname. He glared at me then I stopped giggling. "Now, I am not a bastard. The only bastard I see here is you, a bloodthirsty murderer." He said, eyes full of anger and frustration. "But aren't we all?! We all are here for a reason! Even you were bloodthirsty! So don't accuse me! Loosing you was the cause of me turning out this way! It's all your fault! If you hadn't killed anyone and get sent to juvie, I wouldn't be like this!" I said, on the verge of tears. He was taken aback from my outburst. "My fault? I didn't ask for you to be like this!" He said. We were both yelling at each other. "Neither did I! But nature likes playing tricks on us, doesn't it!" Tears were flowing out of my eyes. I wiped them and turned around. "I am sorry. If you want me gone then I'll leave." I said. "How? You can't just leave juvie. You have a life sentence. Good luck." He said, sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. "Then I'll kill myself. You want me gone and I guess since I killed so many people, it would make sense that I would die by getting killed. Karma's a bitch." I said, looking at him with watery eyes. His eyes widened. "Deku! Don't do that! You don't deserve to die! I am sorry, ok? I don't want you gone...." He said, blushing a little at the end. "Well, then. It's settled. I stay here and we are buddies again!" I said, smiling. He rolled his eyes and looked away. Supposedly to hide his blush. "Awe, Kacchan is blushing!" I said, teasing him. "Oh shut it!" He said. I smiled and hugged him. He just stood there for a moment but then hugged me back. "I missed you Kacchan. You know that, right?" He nodded. "Please don't ever leave me like that again...I wouldn't know what to do." I said. "How could I? I am stuck with you for the rest of my life." We both laughed and sighed. "I love you, Kacchan..." I whispered. "What was that?" He asked, smirking at me. "I-ah, ummmm. I love you?" I said, more sounding like a question. He smiled. "I love you too, nerd."

I don't know if I am making the plot going too fast so tell me if you think I am. Thank you for reading and sorry for not updating I have been really busy lately. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Enjoy the rest of the story. Thank you.

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