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Holy Shit, I Forgot How Hard I Could Punch! (Chapter 7)

~Third Person P.O.V~

*Edited*

It's been a few days since they were assigned to their groups. Everyone was way too busy working on the assignment, which meant Izuku would have to wait even longer to get the answers he wanted.   

He, Shoto, and Katsuki barely worked on it- when they would come over they would have little to no interaction with each other. Not that Izuku was complaining. Sure, the boys did intrigue him, but that was only because everyone else knew something about them that he didn't. 

And he was dead set on finding out from someone else rather than from Shoto and Katsuki themselves.

It was Friday, and as much as Izuku didn't want to do it- he was going to have to talk to the two boys, but only for the assignment. School had just let out, and he was on his way home- knowing Shoto and Katsuki, they would already be there before him.

Except they weren't...or at least that's what it seemed like at first.

The house was dead silent, absolutely still (which confused Izuku). Usually, the two would have been there by now, already making themselves comfortable in his room- despite his displeasure.

He tossed his bag somewhere in the corner of the living room, walking around skeptically- something didn't feel right to him.

"Todoroki! Kacchan?!" He called out, only to be met with the same droning silence.

Then he heard it, muffled shouting resonating from the back door, leading to the backyard. He opened the door, making sure to quietly close it behind him. Shoto and Katsuki stood next to each other, their faces sporting a hardening glare. Two other guys stood in front of them, one had spiked ebony hair, and purple stitched skin- which gave off a threatening kind of look to him. The other had uneven grayish-blue hair and chapped lips, a wicked grin on his face.

'Who the hell are these guys?'

"When did you even get out of juvie Touya?" Shoto demanded, his scowl only intensifying with each word he spoke.

"Last month," The boy spoke back, smirking when his eyes drifted to Katsuki, "I see you still have the angry Pomeranian." 

Katsuki growled, inching forward as if to punch the guy- only to be stopped by Shoto.

"And I told you, I don't go by 'Touya' anymore!" He sneered, matching Shoto's glare.

"What? You want us to call you by that shitty nickname, 'Dabi' wasn't it?" Katsuki scoffs, crossing his arms.

Finally, curiosity takes over, and Izuku walks down the steps of the back porch, all eyes now on him. "Who the hell are you guys, and why are you at my house?" He questions, managing to keep his face unreadable.

"And who is this?" The boy with chapped lips asks, twisting his mouth into a sickening smile.

"Nuh-uh you leave him out of this- go back in the house!" Shoto barks, trying his best to get Izuku out of the situation.

"Yeah, how about no." Izuku smirks turning on his heel to look at the two mystery teens, "I'll only ask this one more time so listen closely. Who. The hell. Are. You?"

He could tell these guys were bad news, and he honestly didn't have the patience for bullshit at the moment.

"Ooh, feisty aren't we? Where'd you two get him from?" Dabi snickered, inching a few feet closer to Izuku.

Both Katsuki and Shoto went to lurch at Dabi but stopped when he swiftly pulled out a pocket knife- aiming it right by Izuku's neck.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," The boy with grayish-blue hair tutted, a triumphant smile on his face.

Izuku, however, remained unfazed, in fact, he was actually a bit excited, nothing even remotely interesting has happened since he's been back- should this turn into a fight it'd be a piece of cake for him. And god he was hoping it would turn into a fight, he was practically itching to hit something.

"What- aren't you scared shorty?" Dabi mocked, placing the blades pointed edge closer to his skin. 

The shorter male scoffed, feeling quite offended at the jab to his height. "I beg your pardon, did you just call me Shorty?" Izuku said through gritted teeth, curling and uncurling his knuckles.

Dabi just kept the same devilish expression on his face, feeling very pleased with himself for getting under Izuku's skin. A bit overconfident on his end, rookie mistake.

Eventually, having enough of it, Izuku twisted Dabi's wrist- successfully grabbing the knife in the process. Dabi, still being stunned by the whole thing, stumbled back a bit; this gave Izuku the perfect opportunity to punch him, hard.

Shoto and Katsuki went after the other boy, being able to pin him down with ease.

Izuku however, had gotten on top of Dabi, sending repeated punches all over- his face, stomach, arms. Basically where ever he could get his hands on.

Pulling the boy forward by the rim of his shirt, Izuku had a deathly glower lingering on his features. "Take this as a subtle warning, I don't know who the fuck you are- but if I ever see your pathetic ass again, I just might kill you. Got it?" He barked, shoving Dabi back onto the floor.

Katsuki and Shoto both had astonished looks embellishing their faces, not believing what they just witnessed.

The emerald-haired boy got up, heading back to the door, "You have exactly one minute to get hell out of my backyard." he coldly threw over his shoulder.

Once he was successfully inside, he allowed himself to take in a deep breath- still having some side effects to the adrenaline rush. He couldn't believe he just did that, I mean sure- he's been having a slightly harder time controlling his temper than he anticipated but, beating the crap out of a guy? What if his mother found out? He was beginning to regret a lot of decisions he made.

But, then again, it was technically self-defense.

Yeah, self-defense.

The sound of the back door opening made him jump, only to soon calm down once he realized it was just Katsuki and Shoto. The duel-haired teen leaned against the fridge, staring at Izuku as if he were searching for something. Whereas Katsuki just sported the same look of astonishment.

"Where the hell did you learn to fight?" Katsuki said, letting out a mixture of a scoff and a laugh.

Izuku shrugged, feeling a blush creeping onto his face. "Who exactly were those guys- and why the heck were they here...at my house?" He asked, trying to avoid Katsuki's question.

The two boys blanched, remaining silent for a few moments. How would they even respond to that? They couldn't tell him, it would scare him off- hell he might even go to the police if he found out.

"Well, you see.."

Hey guys!!

Don't mind me, just over here writing to piss my mom off even more- because why not?

I officially know how this story is gonna end so yay! I can confirm that there will be a sequel. I'm hella excited! I also want to publish another TodoBakuDeku book bcz I fucking love this ship so much, I have most of the plot planned out.

For those of you who read Just Like Musicals, remember when I gave y'all choices for plots for another fanfic? The one I want to publish is the sharing a dorm one, except I altered it just a bit.

Should I do it? After this one is finished ofc. 

Until we meet again!!!