Chapter Eight! The Last Chapter! Aghhhhhhh!!!!!

this fanfic is not written by me! It is written by the wonderful wrathkitty! In my unprofessional opinion, it's better than BlueSky.

“You got your power from All Might, didn’t you,” Bakugo said softly. He stared at Midoriya as if daring him to challenge what he said.

Midoriya blinked at him. So, this was what Bakugo had wanted to talk about. It seemed stupid for them to come all the way out here. The two of them stood in ground beta in the dead of night, past curfew. If Midoriya had known that this was what it was about, he wouldn’t have come at all.

Too late now.

“I can't believe that we won,” Bakugo said as he looked at Iida and Uraraka.

“I can, we work well together. Poor Kirishima. He had two very uncooperative people on his team. It was no surprise we beat them.” Uraraka said.

“Yes, it was their lack of teamwork the caused them to fail. If they had worked together, then we would have undoubtedly lost.” Iida said.

“We should do something to celebrate.” Bakugo found himself suggesting. He almost clapped a hand over his mouth. He looked at the ground, not wanting to see their faces when they told him no. If he was lucky, they would be nice and try to think up reasons why they couldn’t. Uraraka and Iida made eye contact and they smiled at him. Unknown to anyone. Uraraka and Iida had made an agreement to help get Bakugo out of his shell.

“Yeah, that sounds like fun.” Uraraka said.

“We could go to the library to study!” Iida said. Bakugo and Uraraka stopped and looked at him weirdly.

“If we want to excel at the things we have been doing then we must study more!” Iida explained, chopping at the air.

“Okay then, let's go study,” Bakugo said.

“I am not All Might” Izuku snarled out.

“Well of course you’re no-” Endeavor started to say, but this time Midoriya cut him off.

“Right, of course, I’m not.” Izuku turned his head back so he could see Endeavor’s face and meet his eye, "And Todoroki isn't you!”

Endeavor glared at him, his flames whooshing again. Izuku glared back, daring the man to do something.

Chapter two of my first fanfiction.

It had all started when Bakugo had gotten his quirk. Showing it off with a grin. Everyone praising him. It made sense that Izuku would be jealous. He was showing no signs of getting a quirk and soon it would be too late for one to manifest. He wanted to be praised too. He wanted to be a hero, just as much as Bakugo did. It wasn’t fair.

At first, Izuku had cried, wondering why he wouldn’t manifest his quirk. But his tears quickly turned to burning anger and simmering jealously. The world ignored the quirkless but Izuku didn’t want to be ignored.

Just as he predicted, things were different. All the smiles and kind words towards him felt like lies and mocking pity. Midoriya hated it. He hated his friends, (except for Kirishima, the stupid redhead, who didn’t try to give him any pity and had even offered to smack him in the face) and he hated his teachers, (except for all might) and he hated the villains, and he especially hated whoever hade spilled his secret to all the world. He was going to kill them. He was just, inches away from hunting the reporter down and breaking his nose.

Nightmares didn’t help his mood at all, they were filled with, not only people screaming at him to give up his dream, but had villains whispering dark things, even asking (ordering) him to join them. The only thing that made things better was Kota's thank you note.

Mean, green, fighting machine - Chapter 9 - CrazyFangirl14 - 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia [Archive of Our Own]

in the staff room, Cemtoss was sitting at the computer while All Might walked by.

“Oh! The first year’s pro-picks are coming in. There's one... who Midoriya picked.”

“Ooh!! Who is it?” All might leaned back and searched for his young ward’s name.

‘He would probably pick something like king of murder’ All Might thought. Then he finally spotted it and his jaw dropped.

“Why would he pick Deku?!?”

The scent of cinnamon and almond frosting wafted through the air along with a few leaves. Adrien did his best to ignore the way his heart skipped at the way she smiled at her old sketches and tried to focus on something else.

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Bakugo nervously walked towards his classroom for the very first time. With any luck, Izuku wouldn’t be in his class, and they would never see each other again. It was a shame that he never had good luck. He peeked his head in cautiously and surveyed the room, cringing when he saw a familiar mop of green hair.

Izuku was sitting with his feet on top of his desk and was getting reprimanded by a stiff-looking boy with blue-ish hair and glasses.

“You are disrespecting school property,” the bespectacled boy said, chopping his arm in the air as if to make a point. Izuku was looking at him with a frown. Bakugo sighed. If he tried hard enough, then he could sneak to a seat before Izuku noticed his presence. he would get a few moments of peace until the teacher did roll call.