(Mini one-shot based on Bakugo and Midoriya repairing their relationship.)

It all started on his birthday.

That shitty nerd's birthday.

I woke up, and didn't even know it was his time of the year, until Kirishima, fucking Shitty Hair, pulled me aside before class.

"What the hell?! What do you want?" I demanded, shoving him away from me.

"Whoa, Bakubro! Geez, I just wanted to let you know, it's Midoriya's birthday! I just, could   like, maybe hold off on bugging him for the day? Just for today! Please?!" He had practically begged me, "and, your coming to the surprise party, right?"

I had completely forgotten. It was July 15th, Deku's birthday.

And for some reason, that made me feel horrible. I shook the feeling off, though and growled.

"Whatever, fine. Don't expect me to be at that shitty party though."  I retort, before stomping over to my seat.

Kirishima nodded, before going to talk to Sparky and Round-Face.

Class started, and the day went by quickly.

Before I knew it, everyone was getting ready for the surprise party, but... well there was one problem.

Nobody knew the stupid nerd well enough to distract him without making it suspicious.

"Wait! That's it!" Kirishima exclaimed suddenly, jumping up and pointing at me.

"Bakubro can do it! He's Midoriya's childhood friend!"

I nearly choked on my water.

"You want me to WHAT?!" I yelled, glaring at him.

"While the idea is respectable," Icyhot noted, "Bakugo and Midoriya aren't exactly on good terms."

"Todoroki is right, I'll just do it, I know him the best!" Pink Cheeks agreed.

"But you wouldn't be able to keep it secret." Frog face said, "Kirishima is right. I think it has to be Bakugo."

"Like hell I will!" I argued, crossing my arms.

"What, are you scared?" Sparky asked, giving me a weird look.

"Am not Dunce-face!" I yelled, "I'm just not hanging out with that shitty nerd!"

"He's totally scared." Alien Girl said.

"I AM FUCKING NOT!" I yell, before giving in "FINE! I'LL HANG OUT WITH SHIT-NERD!"

"That's the spirit! We need him out of the dorms for at least hour, we'll call you if we need more time." Shitty Hair cheers, before pushing me towards Deku's room.

"Tch, stupid extras..." I grumble, before slamming open the door.

"Deku!"

"Ah! K-K-Kacchan!" He whirled around in his seat, "You scared me!"

"Whatever, come on, we're leaving." I growled, grabbing the back of his shirt and dragging him outside.

"W-what?! Now?! B-but-"

"NO BUTS GODDAMMIT! LET'S GO!" I yelled, dragging him out.

"Don't hurt him Bakugo." Todoroki calls.

"SHUT IT HALF-N-HALF!"

We got outside, and I let go, shoving my hands in my pockets.

"Well? Where do you wanna go?" I demanded, glaring at him. He seemed to kind of... shrink back, and instinctually I softened my gaze and look away.

"Uh... c-can we go to your place? I-I haven't been there in forever... i-it would be nice to see your p-parents again too..." he stammers nervously, scratching the back of his head. 

"Sure, whatever." I grumbled, starting to walk away.

I paused, as he doesn't follow, "Are you coming or not Deku?!" I exclaimed, and he flinched before scrambling after me.

The whole walk was silent.

And that's how I ended up here, standing infront of my house with Deku standing next to me.

I sigh, and open the door.

"OI! OLD HAG, I'M HOME!" I yell, and almost immediately I get hit with a flying wooden spoon.

"DON'T YELL KATSUKI!" Mom, ironically, yells.

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! I BROUGHT DEKU!" I yell back, glancing at Deku, who seems a bit miffed by me and my mom.

"Deku?! Who- Izuku!" Mom comes out of the kitchen, and squeals as soon as she sees Deku, and runs over to give him a hug, "Oh my goodness, it's been too long! How are ya, kid?"

"Ah! I-I'm fine Mrs. Bakugo, thanks for asking." Deku laughs nervously.

"Oh, you don't need to be so formal! Just call me Mitsuki dear, now as for you..." She turns on me, angry, and then whacks me with the wooden spoon, "YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER THEN TO CALL YOUR BEST FRIEND A 'DEKU'! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS, DON'T YOU?!"

"HIT ME AGAIN OLD HAG! I DARE YOU! I KNOW FULL WELL WHAT IT MEANS, IT'S A FUCKING NICKNAME!" I rub the bump she left, "Jesus fucking christ..."
[I](for those confused, according to some friends, "Deku" literally means "Shitty Nerd", that's why Mitsuki got so mad)

"WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!" She whacks me again, lighter this time though, I growl, and grab Deku's hand.

"Let's go to my room or something..." I grumble, dragging him away from my mom. He nods nervously.

"S-see you Mitsuki!" He calls as I drag him up the stairs.

An awkward silence ensues after we get inside my room.

"K-Kacchan?" He asks after awhile.

"What?" I demand harshly. He flinches.

"W-why did you... w-want to hang out s-suddenly?"

Shit, this is the exact thing I'm supposed to avoid telling him.

"Am I not aloud to?" I retort, crossing my arms.

"N-no! Just... your always so... mean, to me... why would you hang out with someone you hate?" He asks, becoming extremely quiet suddenly. He even stops stuttering, which is strange, because he always stutters around me.

Almost as if... he's scared of me... but he isn't. I know I'm an asshole, especially to him.

But I'm not... THAT bad, am I?

I'm not sure how to answer his question though.

Do I really hate him?

He notices my silence, and nods.

"I knew it... you don't even know..." he mutters, "Kirishima probably forced you into this anyway, I'll just leave." Deku stands up, and walks toward the door. I freeze.

"Wait," I stand up, and grab his wrist. He stiffens.

"Let go of me Kacchan." He... sounds like he's ready to cry.

"Look, I..." SHIT, WHAT DID I JUST GET MSYELF INTO- "I... I'm sorry... Izuku."

His fists clench.

"No, no your not. Just let me go." He tried to pull his wrist free, but I hold it tighter.

"I am, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for being rude, I'm sorry for pushing you away, bullying you, I... I'm sorry for telling you to kill yourself..."

Shit, why do I feel like I'm about to cry? I don't cry!

"No your not!" Izuku whirls around, and I can see he IS crying now. "You can't be sorry! Not after... not after everything!" He jerks his wrist away from me, tears streaming down his face. I back up, shocked.

"You aren't sorry! You don't apologize for anything, God your 'the great Bakugo'!" He makes air quotations, "You don't apologize, you- you don't feel bad!"

My eyes went to his arms, as his sleeves had fallen down from the air quotations, and saw...

I grab his arm, and shove the sleeve up, gasping.

"Let go of me!" He exclaims, trying to jerk away. I don't let him, as I do the same to his other arm.

Thin scars, going all the way up his arms to his elbows, old, but obvious.

"I can explain!" He yelps, pulling his arms away from me.

"This... I..." I can't form a sentence for some reason.

I don't think I've ever seen Izuku so... angry, ever. But that's how he looked, as he started yelling.

"WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO ME?! YOU TOLD ME TO KILL MYSELF FOR GOD'S SAKE! AND Y'KNOW WHAT HAPPENED THAT DAY?! THE SAME DAY YOU TOLD ME TO TAKE A SWAN DIVE OFF THE ROOF OF OUR MIDDLE SCHOOL?! I ALMOST DIED! BY THE SAME STUPID VILLIAN THAT WENT AFTER YOU! HE CAME AFTER ME FIRST, AND ALL MIGHT STOPPED HIM! AND THEN I MADE HIM DROP THE BOTTLE, and... and he got free, and went after you..." he sniffs, tears falling onto the ground.

Y'know... it's funny, how when I get confused, or nervous, or upset, I just... kind of explode.

That's what happened to me now.

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!" I yell, punching the wall besides Izuku, creating multiple mini explosions. He jumps, trying to get away.

"I'M SUCH AN IDIOT!" I scream, back up, and start hitting myself multiple times. Izuku backs up, obviously confused.

"God... fucking dammit..." I mutter, falling into a sitting position.

"K- Bakugo?" I flinch at him using my name, instead of the dumb nickname he's been using since we were 5.

"This is my fault, isn't it?" I ask him quietly, "You cut yourself... because I was a jerk... and I pushed you away... even... even after..."

For some reason, my mind wanders to memories as kids.

"Kacchan! Look!"

"Huh? What is it Deku?"

"Look at what Mama helped me make for us!" Deku held out a pair of bracelets. Orange and green, both saying 'Best Hero Friends Forever'.

"Friendship bracelets!" I gasped, and took one, putting it on. "They look so cool! And you made them?"

"Mama helped me." He admitted, but nonetheless, smiled as we wore them together proudly.

I pull up my sleeve, and stare at the bracelet. Orange and green strings tied together, with a plastic plate, reading 'Best Hero Friends Forever'.

"Y-you still have it?" Izuku asks. I nod numbly.

"Always wore it under my uniform. Shitty Hair is the only one who ever noticed it. Never told him what it was though." I reply, my voice lacking any of my usual emotions.

He sits down next to me, pulling his own sleeve up, just enough to show his bracelet, the exact same as mine.

"I'm sorry... I feel so stupid now, for pushing you away like that... and bullying you... I guess I never realized... how much you actually mean to me as a friend..." I mutter, looking down.

"K-Kacchan?"

"What?" I ask irritably. He flinches, and I look away.

"C-can I... h-hug you?"

I look at him surprised, but slowly nod, "Y-yeah..."

Izuku scoots closer, and timidly wraps his arms around me. I hesitate, nervous and unsure of what to do, before hugging back. 

"God... I'm so fucking sorry..." I mutter, hugging him tighter.

He used to hug me all the time. I missed this...

[I]"DIE M*****F*****! DIE M*****F*****! DIE!"

I get a weird look from Izuku as he pulls away, and I quickly grab my phone.

"It's a good song!" I defend myself quickly, flushing in embarrassment. My cellphone read 'Kirishima'.

He starts chuckling, as I answer the phone.

"What do you want Shitty Hair?"

"Dude, it's been an hour and a half, where are you guys?" Kirishima demands.

"It has?! Seriously?! God dammit, alright we'll head back." I grumble.

"Alright, see ya soon-" I hang up on him.

"We should head back to the dorms, it's been an hour and a half." I say, standing up, and extending a hand. He grabs it, and I help him up.

"Oh, right..." he fiddles with his sleeves nervously, "you... you won't tell anyone about my arms... right?"

I blink, it hadn't even crossed my mind.

"Of course not." I promise, and he smiles.

We exit my room, and then the strangest thing happens.

"Carry me Kacchan!" He squeals like a little kid, and jumps on my back. I gag, and grab his legs so he doesn't fall off.

"WHAT THE HELL DEKU-" I stop, calling him by his insulting nickname again by accident.

He laughs, "You can still call me Deku y'know, it's not like your the only one who uses that nickname."

"Right, Pink Cheeks or whatever uses it too. Whatever, let's just go." I grumble, carrying him out of the house, and back to the dorms, relieved the he wasn't upset.

I put him down before we enter.

"Like hell I'm carrying you inside there, someone'll see us." I retorted at his protests.

I opened the door, and we walked inside.

"Why is it so dark?" Izuku asks. I notice Kirishima pointing at the light switch from the corner of my eye, and nod.

I smirk.

"Tch, surprise nerd." I say as I switch the lights on.

"SURPRISE!" Everyone jumps out of their hiding places, smiling and wearing party hats, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIDORIYA!"

Izuku screams in terror, and I double over laughing.

"Ack! Sorry Deku! We didn't mean to scare you!" Pink Cheeks exclaims, panicking.

"Bakubro! Stop laughing!" Kirishima scolds me.

"Fuck off, you aren't my mom!" I retort, still laughing.

"What's so funny anyway?" Icyhot asks, tilting his head with genuine confusion.

"The fact that this stupid nerd knew it was coming, and still freaked out!" I laugh.

"WHAT?!" Everyone exclaims.

"Well, uh... you guys aren't exactly quiet..." Izuku admits, scratching the back of his head.

I snicker at everyone's dumbfounded faces.

"Well, what we waiting for?!" Creation Bitch asks, clapping her hands together, "The pizza is getting cold!"

Everyone cheers, and before long, we're all gathered around Izuku eating pizza and celebrating his birthday.

Except me of course. I sit away from everyone, and haven't even touched the slice on my plate.

"Kacchan?" I look up and see Izuku, and I scowl.

"What?" I ask, not as harsh as usual, but still harshly.

"Do... you wanna start over? As friends?" He asks, looking me in the eye. I look away, and make a decision.

"Yeah. I would like that... a lot..." I nod, and we smile at each other.

"Ey! Midoriya and Bakubro made up! This calls for a celebration!" Shitty Hair yells.

"We're already celebrating Kiri." Alien Face laughs.

"Oh, right, well anyway, good for you two!" He cheers.

I give him a death glare.

"K-Kacchan?" Izuku asks nervously. I stand up.

"I'll give you a five second head start." I growl at Kirishima.

"Whelp, it was nice knowing ya Kirishima." Tape Boy says, as Krishima takes off running.

"1, 2- FIVE!" I yell, and start chasing him, "GET YOUR ASS BACK OVER HERE SO I CAN BLOW YOU INTO BITS SHITTY HAIR!"

I hear laughing behind me, including Izuku's.

I guess today might not have been so bad after all.