My Hero Academia Oneshots

Villain Deku

(Background info!! I am obviously mixing up the timeline for this chapter, so don't come at my throat for inaccuracy!)

"If you want a quirk so much why don't you take a swan dive off the roof! Maybe then you'll get one in your next life."

"Villain attack on 23 west avenue leaves death in its footsteps as mother Midoriya Inko was found dead on sight. Son Midoriya Izuku is still missing."

"The search for Midoriya Izuku still runs dry after 6 months, authorities are still trying to do everything they can. If you have any information regarding the whereabouts of this child, contact police immediately."

"Midoriya Izuku pronounced dead after 14 months of missing. A service will be held..."

Almost 5 years ago from today All Might messed up terribly while apprehending a slime villain. The number one hero let his guard down and let the villain go, which resulted in the Midoriya household to fall victim of an attack. Bakugou could remember that day vividly. His mother was not in any way an emotional woman. She was like him, rough on the outside. It was his dad who shed enough tears for the two of them. So, when Katsuki came downstairs one night and found his mother in tears on the living room floor with his father consoling her, he knew something terrible had to have happened. It seemed unreal. The cops flooded his street. There were search parties. No one could find him Suddenly school seemed quiet. Not in the sense of volume, but something was missing.

He passed the entrance exams with flying colors, even 'accidently' saving a floaty extra, she was just in his way. The class was infectious, leaching onto him in a proclaimed 'Baku-squad', which consisted of Shitty Hair, Pinky, Soy Sauce, Dunce face and himself. They refused to leave his side despite his threats to kick their ass. But it was nice in a way, their energy reminded him of....

Him

The bus ride to the off-campus training ground is one filled with the tension of laughter and excitement. School has only started for about a month and all the students have not really gotten a chance to interact with each other. Even so, everyone is excited to finally have some time to talk before the real action starts. Most of the students are gathered in the middle of the bus, Bakugo choosing to seat at the back of the bus as he leaned against the window.

In times like this his mind always managed to wander to the green haired boy of his childhood. Of where he would be if he were alive, if he was alive. Would he attend UA like him, even if he was quirkless? Would they hate each other. Would they have gotten over their feud... no... Bakugou didn't deserve that. With Deku gone he began to realize how terrible he treated him. Then Aunty Inko's death...

He stopped his mind from wandering too far as Dunce Face and Shitty Hair invaded his privacy "So Bakugou are you excited for the training today!" Blondie jabbed his side with his shoulder "Fuck off Dunce Face" I spat, causing Shitty Hair to grin "I hope Aizawa takes it easy on us I'm still sore from yesterday's training..." their voices begun to drown out into background eyes

Kacchan! Wait up!

Wow Kacchan You're so strong! When I get my quirk, I'm gonna be just as strong as you! Strong like All Might!

The class arrives at the location with Pro-hero Thirteen to greet them. The class goes wild with excitement the moment they realize who was their third instructor for the day.

"Thirteen, where's All Might? He was supposed to meet us here." Aizawa asks, walking up to the pro-hero. Thirteen whispers something into Aizawa's ear and the two sigh and straighten their backs.

"It can't be helped, let's begin." Aizawa says and Thirteen gathers in front of them. "Hm, before we start the class, I'd like to say one thing... or two, or three, four, five..." Bakugo furrows his eyebrows and the class shakes their head. "Everyone, I am sure you're aware of my quirk – Black Hole. I can suck up anything and everything and turn it into dust. However, it is a power that can kill easily." Bakugo looks up to see the hero, flinching at the words.