Deku squeaked, inching backward as a boy with spiky blonde hair slid into view, an angry look on his face. Below, the red haired boy looked around, his red eyes wide. "Did you guys hear that?" He asked cautiously. The girl blinked curiously. "Huh? Hear what, Kirishima?" She asked. "Are you deaf, Round Face?" Kacchan sneered. "My name is Ururaka!" She snapped, clenching her small fists with an annoyed huff. "Calm down, Bakubro." The other boy, Kirishima, smiled nervously. The nickname made Deku double over laughing, unable to keep his volume low any longer. He could see their heads whip upward in his direction. "Okay, I heard that." Ururaka frowned anxiously. Quickly, brushing off his pants and straightening his tie, Deku stood at his full height, clearly visible. Immediately, he and Bakugou's gazes met. The blonde haired's boy's jaw dropped, shock glimmering clearly in his eyes.
Anger suddenly replaced it and he clenched his fists, scowling as small explosions popped in his palms. "DEKU!" He shouted. Deku smiled down at him, his green eyes shining and reflecting the sunlight. Taking in a sharp breath and adjusting his gloves, he leaped down into the alleyway they stood in front of. He waved cheerfully. "Hiya, Kacchan!" He chirped, walking toward them intently. Bakugou let out a snarl like a rabid dog. Kirishima frowned while Ururaka blinked in confusion. "Hm? Bakugou, who is this? A friend of yours?" She tilted her head, smiling brightly at him. Deku's smile widened and he nodded at her. Bakugou tch'd. "Yeah right!" He spat furiously. Deku frowned putting a hand on his chest in mock hurt. "Aw, Kacchan, you hurt my feelings." He whined teasingly. Kirishima's eyes narrowed and his arm quickly hardened into a sharp rocky surface.
"You deserve to be hurt after disappearing like you did! Auntie Inko thought you were dead!" Bakugou sneered, the explosions growing larger with every word. Deku felt a tinge of guilt pierce his heart but he brushed it off. 'Now isn't the time for guilt. Just get this over with quickly, Deku...' Clearing his throat, he continued his advances toward the three. By now, they all stared at him warily, though Bakugou wasn't the least bit threatened. "Why choose to come back now, Deku? To be a whiny pain in my ass again?" His childhood 'friend' grunted, walking towards him until they were standing nose to nose, well, nose to chin. Deku blinked up at him before narrowing his eyes with a grin. Suddenly, the villain stumbled backward, a headache roaring through his head. 'Kacchan!' He heard his own voice booming in his mind. He shook his head miserably.
"No...no!" He cried out, frustration coursing through him. He scanned the others, who were watching with wide, concerned eyes. Except Bakugou, who just watched silently, frowning. "Bro, are you okay?" The red haired boy, Kirishima, let his quirk stop and walked over, setting a sturdy hand on Deku's shoulder. Abruptly, Deku felt himself go numb. He couldn't control his body as his eyes, now glowing, went straight to Kirishima. 'What is happening?! Why can't I control myself?' He screamed in his mind. Slowly, a rough, cold voice, a copy of his own, chuckled, 'Because I am in control now.'
??? P.O.V
Deku reached into his pocket, pulling out a large dagger. Before Kirishima could do anything but gasp, he plunged the sharp edge into the UA student's stomach. A strained, anguished cry bounced off the walls of the alleyway as Kirishima stumbled back, eyes clouded with pain and surprise. Yanking the blood covered weapon out, Deku felt a large, toothy grin spread across his lips as blood sprayed his suit. He laughed maniacally as Ururaka screamed and Bakugou cursed, eyes wide. The hero in training ran forward, roaring. "FUCKING DEKU!!" He screamed, swinging. Grinning, Deku easily dodged the explosion, letting it hit the wall. As Bakugou scrambled to find his footing, Deku grabbed his shoulder and pulled him close so that his breath tickled his chin. Bakugou only stared down at him, an angry tremble passing through his body, though a soft blush had rested upon his cheeks.
"I missed you, you know~" Deku whispered in his ear, chuckling as Bakugou audibly gulped, glaring at him. As he caught sight of an explosion forming in the blonde haired boy's palm, he leaped back. "Aww, Kacchan!~" He whined softly, eyes narrowing as his grin grew further. "You know, rejection makes me...hungry. But I know not to take it personally from you! Sadly, I'm still hungry, but I'll just grab a bite and see ya later, kay?" Waving like a little schoolgirl, he let out a giggle, whipping around. Ururaka was squatting over Kirishima, who had passed out and was slumped against the wall. She pressed her hand to the wound, trying to stop the blood flow. Deku felt a scowl tug at his lips. "You know, I went easy on him. But here you go trying to be a hero. You should've stayed at home, Ururaka!" He spat, lunging. As she gasped, staring at him, he kicked her to the ground, pressing a hand to her arm.
He laughed maliciously as information flooded his brain. "Ochaco Ururaka. Class 1-A Student. Quirk: Zero Gravity. Her quirk allows her to manipulate gravity by touching solid objects or people with her fingertips. She goes by Uravity." He murmured to himself. He chuckled darkly as she stiffened. "H-How...?" She began. Not bothering to let her finish her sentence, Deku slipped out the gun that was in his other pocket, letting it settle over her chest. He heard her hold her breath and felt her tremble. "Aww...are you scared Uravity?" His eyes glowed brighter as a bloodthirsty excitement entered his body. "You should be." Just as he was going to press his finger against the trigger, he felt a surge of hot air blasting against his back, throwing him off and against the wall. A smirk grew upon his face as Bakugou pinned him onto the bricks. "Hehe, I was starting to think you weren't into me, Kacchan~"
He teased, amusement dancing in his green gaze as he watched the hero in training's face flush red. "You know, you shouldn't let a villain sway you so quickly~" He whispered. Abruptly, he brought his leg up and kicked him in the chest, surprising him just long enough for Deku to jump, grabbing onto the edge of the roof and pull himself up. Looking down, he made eye contact with Bakugou. Letting out a soft laugh, he blew him a kiss. And with that, he turned, disappearing over the edge, out of eye sight. Then, as if nothing had happened, he felt the other one take control.
Deku P.O.V
Deku fell to his knees, panting. Soon, he felt himself laughing hysterically. Reaching his fingers up to his face, he was shocked to find wetness on his cheeks. Tears. 'Villains don't cry. Damn it, get yourself together, Deku.' He felt a dark presence in his mind. "That isn't normal...or pleasant." He whispered with a bitter chuckle. Pulling himself together, he stood. 'I can figure this out later. For now...I need to get out of here before the pros show up.' With a shaky breath, he began springing from roof to roof. In the back of his mind, he heard an amused, dark chuckle.
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Well, here we are! This took a span of like- two days to write? I dunno why, I just kept procrastinating, pff. I'll probably make an updating schedule at one point, but for now just expect the unexpected. Hope you guys enjoyed! And, yes, this has Bakudeku. Though I still love Kiribaku and Tododeku ;> ))
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