It may sound unusual, but today Katsuki was having a great day, awesome even. He had cussed out Midoriya first thing in the morning and got his grade back for his quiz (it was 98%) and his mom hadn't said a word to him (she's mad at him). So far, it was great, or just to his liking. He wasn't smiling though, but he wasn't frowning either. His face--neutral, his mind--praising himself, his hand--tapping a pencil on the desk to annoy the others and the other playing with the bracelet Y/n made for him.

Speaking of, where was Y/n? Sure class hadn't started yet, but she would always come at 8:15. give or take a minute or two. It was now 8:23. Maybe she was being held up by someone.

And while he was in denial, class had begun.

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It's not like I was going to come to school in shame for what I did, I was very well aware. I just...I couldn't help but feel so...proud? No, happy? no, maybe I was just...what's the word? Oh fuck, content, yeah I was content. If she wasn't going to willingly love me then I'd just have to force it out of her, I knew it was there, somewhere--and I'm gonna find it, even if it means ripping her open and searching every crevice.

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That day, Y/n hadn't showed up at all. She missed the announcement Aizawa made. It wasn't like her to miss a day of school--in fact Katsuki really never saw her miss a day in middle school. But, he was going to give her the benefit of the doubt. The colder months were approaching so perhaps she was sick.

She didn't come the next day either,

She was missing a lot. I better check on that dumb ass. Katsuki thought on his way home from school. He stopped his usual route, and took a different one.

Since she didn't have a phone, he couldn't contact her without going to her house.

Then there it was again, that feeling he got when he suspected something was wrong, something horrible, he had this feeling every time with her, and it was always something bad. It was as if he had some type of precognition, could it be he had psychic ability too? No--that was impossible, perhaps he was soul tied with her, maybe, if that existed, he'd have a valid reason as to why he felt such avidity when it came to protecting her, whether it was her physical or mental.

Finally he arrived at her house, the gate was already open, not that it ever locked, but it did close, and she very rarely forgot to close it. Katsuki sighed before walking into her lawn, he noticed blood on the protruding spiky part of the old metal gate. His heart pounded louder. Then he noticed some blood spots on the concrete path leading up to the door with the screen partially broken and the glass shattered. Pounded louder. He put his hand up to the door to knock, there was blood on the door knob. Louder. He knocked. Louder, louder. The door opened and his heart exploded.

"Where is she?!" He shouted, the little boy screamed and quickly shut the door.

"Kentaro, get the duct tape and wood!" he heard from beyond the door.

"No! I--open the door! I'm not gonna hurt you!"

"Yeah right dumb ass! You're the same man who hurt my sister!" Katsuki paused, his heart began to pound again. Get a hold of yourself. He said as he took a silent deep breath.

"I promise, I'm only here to help your sister, let me in."

"No! I don't know who you are, I don't know how you know my sister, I don't know your favorite color!"

"Me and Y/n go to school together, just open the door twerp!"

"Yeah well what's your name and your favorite color, and what school?!"

"U.A, and what does my favorite color have to do with anything?!"

"In case I have to make you a gift," he said calmly. "State your reason for being here!"

"Open the door!!" He began to pound on the door.

"Stop you're gonna break the door!" Another little boy cried. "Back up Makoto, look, if you're really trustworthy you'll slide 10 dollars under the door."

"Wha--no! Just go get your sister!"

"She's not waking up, do what I said and i'll let you in."

"What do you mean she's not waking up." He said as he opened his wallet and found a crumbled five dollar bill.

"She's sleeping, she's been asleep since yesterday. So 10?"

"I have 20 if you open the door right now!" He was already at his limit.

"Deal!" The little boy opened the creaking door so quickly that it hit katsuki in his nose.

"Oh, sorry!" He wiped his burning nose quickly and pushed the boy aside as he walked in the house as the cold hit him and stripped his body of all its heat.

"Hey! Where's my money?! You scammed me!" the boy whined, katsuki looked down at him with a raised eyebrow. "You were doing the same thing! Where's she?"

"i'm not telling you! get out of our home!" he attached himself to katsukis leg and began to hit him, he didn't mark him and instead started to walk around. This boy couldn't have been more than 10 or 11 years old. The others appeared 4 and 6.

katsuki walked up the stairs, with each step he took, the creek was louder than the 10 year olds screams. His final straw was when the boy stabbed him in the butt with his sharp fingernail, Katsuki growled and picked him up off of him by the back of his shirt and placed him on the floor. "You little ass! you should've been more worried about your sister rotting away than your stupid cocomelon!"

He fell back as the blonde through a crumbled five at him, he caught it, but for some reason he was stuck on something else. rotting away?

Katsuki ran to the last room down the hall, which was barely cracked but he could see her legs on the edge of the bed. He busted through the door, the little boy following shortly after. He stood there for what seemed like several minutes before he did something. she was just lying there, motionless on her stomach in a pool of dried blood, she was breathing from what he could see, when he bent down and checked her pulse he felt it was low, concerningly low.

Her eyes fluttered for a moment, but stopped. Bakugo took a deep breath and called the cops.

"what are you doing?!" the boy yelled. "I'm calling an ambulance! back up!" he yelled back.

"No! Please don't!"

"why, do you want her to die?!" he was starting to get extremely annoyed, his hand still on Y/n's neck. While the boy was talking, he noticed a large-ring-like bruise around her neck.

"You can't! If they come the cops will show up and put us in foster homes! please, we can't be separated!" Katsuki bit his lip and furrowed his eyebrows. that was the last thing he'd want for her and her family, but he didn't know if he'd make it to the hospital.

"fine." he said, dialing a different number.

he took a deep breath and stood up as the numbered answer.

"katsuki! I was just about to call you, where are you at?!"

"i'm at y/n's house." he said lowly, pushing the little boy away. "come over here, she needs to go to the hospital."

"my god--is she okay?"

"no she's bled out everywhere and she needs help! hurry up!" he quickly hung up the phone. and turned y/n over on her back. her eyes fluttered again, but never fully opened.

"who hurt her?" he asked the boy, checking her pulse again.

"I dunno, I never met him before. he had like yellow blonde spiky hair, that's why I thought it was you, but your hair is kind of lighter and less black."

"Did he have a lightning bolt in his hair."

"I didn't see, I just saw the back of his head when he was leaving, but he had the same uniform and yellow eyes i think."

katsuki muttered as he felt a new anger rise up in him. Kaminari had passed Midoriya on his 'list', now he knew for a fact, if he ever saw his face again he was going to murder him.

"hey," the little boy gently tugged on his sleeve. "Can I come?" he asked softly.

"no, you have to stay here and watch your brothers, they can't be left alone and someone's gotta make sure they're okay, so don't be a weakling." a call pulled up, at first passing the house then slowly reversing.

Katsuki began to pick her up, she groaned. he stopped. "Y/n?" he whispered. no response, he continued to pick her up, then she groaned again, he didn't stop this time, he picked her up and--well he didn't throw her, but gently put her over his shoulder and rushed out of the house. She kept groaning until she woke up to reality and started crying. Katsuki tried to block it out--but he just couldn't. he didn't even know how to comfort her, he didn't know if he could.

he reached his mothers car, parked diagonally on the sidewalk. She had the door open already and was placing numerous old towels down in the backseat.

"oh my God!" she screamed. Katsuki grunted as he placed her down upwards in the car, she was awake now and could hold her head up.

"Jesus, kat, what's that on her arm?" She asked, Katsuki grabbed her arm on the opposite side from where he was and turned it. it was just words written on her arm and if he didn't know what it meant then he would've shrugged it off.

"just psychotic."

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I'm not a violent person.

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"okay sir, what's her name?"

"Y/n."

"And what's your relation to the patient?"

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he hesitated, staring at her clipboard covered in stickers. for some reason, he didn't know the answer, what he should've said was stuck on the tip of his tongue, and what he wanted to say was trapped in his head. Any longer and they might think--if they didn't already--think he was an accomplice.

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What are they, did their relationship stand where he thought it did? was it just one sided?

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"I'm just a friend."

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Is that all they were ever going to be?

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Y/n laid her head back against the cold leather and let it cool off her head that was suffering from the sun beaming directly at her scalp. usually the heat never really bothered her but today it was setting off a horrible migraine--she hadn't experienced one until now, it was so new and so terrible. She could hear words but not process them quick enough or sometimes not at all. Sometimes her vision would look like swiss cheese--except each hole was just pitch black or that similar to the eye of a tornado. 

"-so you gotta check in with Aizawa to make sure you can participate." 

"what?" she said through a sigh, rubbing her left eye. "Participate in what?" 

"The sports festival. what, are you deaf too?!" y/n adjusted her glasses and frowned, his loud voice wasn't making things better...but she failed to ask him to keep it down. 

"Oh right the sports festival...mhm...refresh my memory please?" he scoffed at her cheeky smile. 

"no seriously I didn't hear you!" 

"I'm not saying it a third time!" 

"third? no it was like once." 

"it was three! don't tell me you got memory loss too, your brain's already small enough as it is."

  "your brain's smaller than mine." Katsukis mother made a loud gagging noise as the car stopped. 

"Ugh get a room you two." 

"No one's flirting! you wouldn't know what that even was even if it hit you in your face!"

"Sports festival?" she asked, cocking her head to the side slightly, revealing what was left of her discolored skin. His eyes flickered from her neck, to her lips, then her eyes, staring ever so innocently at him. 

"I'm not gonna tell you again, open your ears." he said lowly. "You're gonna show off your quirk, and pro's are gonna watch and recruit you based on what they think of you. So talk to someone to see if you can do it." 

"right." she said between sighs. 

"We're here," his mother said as  they slid into the parking spot in front of her run down house. Y/n opened the door before mitsuki spoke again.

"Hey, Y/n, would you like to come stay with us for a while?" Katsuki's head shot up

"Oh no I couldn't! I have to watch over my brothers seriously thank you for your offer, I have my aunt coming down to help me so I'll be fine, but thank you!" 

while Katsuki hadn't expected his mom to say that, he did expect her to decline. In truth it upset him, but he had buried that feeling so deep even he hadn't noticed. 

I promiseee im not making long chapters on purpose, Im sorry guysss. 

also did anyone notice my left fucking shift button breaking so I couldn't capitalize things sometimes? lolll