The Beast Hero: Dekiru (BNA x MHA)

Ch.5 'V' Is For Villain

"Speech"
'Thought'
"Emphasis"
I am here- All Might

Disclaimer!

I don't own anything today cones from My Hero Academia, same goes for anything of BNA, I'm just a writer for fun.

Enjoy

Time Skip- 1 Year

(A/N- Izuku is 10, same as Fumikage)

School life had been slightly better to Izuku, some kids still knocked shoulders with him in the hallways and said things behind his back, but they would never physically try to hurt him anymore, they were too scared of what he had done to Bakugo that one day at lunch.

For Katsuki, school got worse, people would snicker and laugh behind his back, of course they would, he just got his ass kicked and couldn't do anything about it, he became the laughing stock of the school, there were of course some people that stood by him, agreeing that there is no way Bakugo lost to some quirkless nobody.

He was just waiting for the right moment to injure fun so bad that he would give up on his dreams, he was thinking of what he would say to him when he looked down at his bloodied body and laugh.

Luckily for him, his chance would come soon.

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*vrmmm* *vrmmm* *vrmm- tap*

Izuku mumbled as he was awoken from his slumber by his phone, he had sold most of his hero merch for rainy day money, just something for emergencies.

*yawn*

Izuku sat up and stretched, sun beams shining through his curtains, he had always loved mornings and nights, it was always so tranquil and peaceful, or at least it was until he heard someone drive their obnoxiously loud Harley past his house at 4:02 AM, Izuku was pissed, who does that?

He didn't let out ruin his morning as he got up and stood up doing his morning stretches wearing nothing but boxer briefs, it was just uncomfortable for him to sleep in clothing, and he usually just walked around his house like that, unless Fumikage was there, then he would put on a shirt as well, Izuku want a slob, far from it, his house was an example of his cleanliness, Tokoyami was pretty much convinced that Izuku had slight OCD, but that wasn't a bad thing, it just meant that everything was always clean, and who doesn't love a clean home.

Finishing his stretches, he opened his window, allowing cool crisp air to flow into his room, after basking in the fresh air he walled over to the weights in the corner of his room and started his without routine, he would mostly do his workout at the gym, but he always worked with weights at home, he had two sets, a 5 lb set, and a 10 lb set, he used both rigorously, training his stretches with weights and practicing fighting styles with then in his hands, making the training harder, but also conditioning him to hit faster and harder, he had trained his fists durability by punching the trees at the park, he had also done this with his elbows, knees, legs, and forearms.

Now he could take and dish out pain to anyone who was foolish enough to try and fight him, he had of course built up a pain tolerance via years of abuse at school, the only reason he had almost never fought back.

He had finished with sweat dropping down his 6 pack, all those years working out had really put him in excellent health.

He put the weights back and walked over to the bathroom to take a relaxing shower, he always took cold showers after workouts, but if he wanted to relax he would take the occasional warm shower.