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Chapter 8
Katsuki gave an almost inaudible satisfied sigh as he swallowed down the mapo tofu. He had asked Lunch Rush to make it as spicy as possible and the delicious burn on his tongue warmed his guts. It was exactly what he needed after spending the morning almost having his eardrums yakked off by the fucking extras in his class.
They had been holding elections for Class President during morning homeroom, and unsurprisingly, Deku got 3 votes. Katsuki only had one. Which was making his stupid heart pound because the blond had given his vote to his Omega.
And really, it’s been a week since the start of the school year and Katsuki still hadn’t managed to make any friends.
So three guesses to figure out who voted for him, and the first two don’t count.
Deku had flushed a brilliant shade of red when the Omega met the intense stare of the blond Alpha. Deku stood at the front of the class with a tall girl with a Ponytail next to him. She looked and smelt rich. You could tell with how her hands crossed demurely in front of her. She smelt like Beta though so Katsuki didn’t allow his hackles to rise.
While it was always a possibility that Deku might not be into Alphas and choose a Beta as his mate, it sure as hell wouldn’t be some goody-goody rich girl. So nerd and rich girl both gave their greetings, even though Deku looked like he was about to throw up.
Morning classes passed quickly, Katsuki focusing all his attention on his lessons. There was no way he wasn’t going to fail any of his classes. Not that he ever had. Katsuki had been valedictorian for Sunflower Elementary, Aldera Middle and future UA High.
When the lunch bell finally rang, Katsuki grabbed his Omega’s wrist and booked it to the cafeteria. If they got there early, Deku could nerd out over Lunch Rush before any other extras bothered them.
Seated with what Katsuki would refer to as the ‘nerd squad’, Glasses, Round Face and Frog Face were occupying a table near the middle of the cafeteria. Right next to the giant glass windows that overlooked the school’s courtyard.
And now his Omega was seated next to Katsuki with a bowl of Katsudon on his tray. The Alpha vaguely remembered the Omega whining, “But I deserve a treat!” when Katsuki gave a pointed look to the green-haired fool’s choice of food. Katsuki ignored the fond smile from the Omega at his own comfort food.
It wasn’t as spicy as something his mom would have made but the special spices she got were her ‘trade secret’ and she wouldn’t tell him until he’d ‘earned it’. His mom would probably only give it to him when he got married to Deku.
Cause she was sentimental like that.
Katsuki bit the inside of his cheek to stop the whine from escaping his throat. Of fucking course, it’s gotta be his marriage to Deku. Marriage then Bonding. Yeah, dipshit, with a capital B. His parents knew how obsessed Katsuki was over the Omega, and knew without a doubt that he wanted Deku as his mate, but ‘wanting’ and ‘having’ were two different things. His mom had made cracks at his pathetic efforts to follow Deku after school when his Omefa was behaving suspiciously.
Katsuki had embarrassingly declared that Deku wouldn’t have kept secrets if they were married and his mother had responded with, “I’d like to see you try cheeky brat.”
Of course, Katsuki’s hackles rose at the challenge and screamed something obviously rude to his mom.
“Then why not, if you manage to get dear Izuku to be your mate,” His mom had smirked and Katsuki bared his teeth at the insinuation that the two of them wouldn’t get bonded. “I’ll give you my secret spice recipe.”
His father had only sighed and ignored the following shouting match. But now, he knew for sure that his parents would be fine with having Deku be a part of the family. Especially if his mom was willing to pass down her apparently four-generation-old recipe. So all he had to do was marry Deku, bond with the Omega and they’d live happily ever after as the best hero duo, dominating the charts with just how overwhelmingly awesome they were.
Deku would have the most beautiful wedding ceremony that his little heart desired because Katsuki was going to be the number one hero, and his Omega obviously deserved only the best. He was already looking forward to signing that marriage certificate.
Having a marriage on official paper with town records so that nobody would even try to contest his bond. Deku was the most perfect Omega that Katsuki had ever seen and there were definitely gonna be some unfavorable extras trying to see if they could snatch the Omegas for themselves.
Well, fuck them. Deku only deserved the best and the best is Bakugou Katsuki. Period. A gorgeous wedding that’ll make everyone gag in jealousy at how perfect the Alpha-Omega couple was. And then the Bonding to tie each other for the rest of their lives. Connected on an instinctual level that surpassed whatever a fucking piece of paper could offer.
Stealing a glance at Deku, who was chatting amicably with Frog Face. The two of them were seated across from each other. Being the only Omegas of Class 1A, they were quick to make friends or whatever.
Something about how Omegas looked out for their own. It wouldn’t surprise Katsuki if the two shared heats in the future.
Usually, Katsuki would bare his teeth at anybody who spoke so casually towards his Omega. But Deku had probably never seen another Omega his age. Since there weren’t any other Omegas in their neighborhood. That 10% of the population was pretty isolating or whatever.
But U.A was literally the biggest gathering of Omegas on this side of Japan. With at least 10 Omegas in each year across the different courses. It was practically unheard of like ten years ago. An Omegan revolution following the rise and implementation of Omegan Civil Rights. Apparently, the current U.A Principal, Nedzu, was one of the first people (?) to ever accept Omegas into schools.
But yeah the two green-haired Omegas were chatting it up and Katsuki was sitting on Deku’s side. Cornering the nerd against the wall. It’s barely a week into the school term and man, Katsuki was already beat. Regular classes in the morning and Hero classes in the afternoon was a grueling timetable.
Katsuki’s shoulders were aching something fierce, what he wouldn’t do for a hot soak right now. Or a nice massage from his future mate. Katsuki continued to steal glances at his Omega while paying half a mind to the current conversation at the table.
Deku may be an oblivious idiot but he was a fucking great judge of character. It’s why their friendship lasted since they were in nasty stinky diapers all the way until today. Katsuki was a freaking great character, future number one hero, future husband, future mate to Midoriya Izuku.
Er… What was he talking about again?
Glasses chopped his hand in the air while he held his chopsticks in the other, spouting some weird fact about fucking edamame being good for you or whatever the fuck the four-eyed nerd thought was important. Round Face was on his other side trying to avoid a karate chop to the face.
Well, whatever. Anybody with a brain could tell you that edamame was good for you butDeku seemed to think it was important judging by how the Omega was leaning against Katsuki while listening attentively to the Beta. His stupid curly forest hair was almost close enough for the blond to take a discreet sniff.
Which he did. He noticed Frog Face and her googly eyes staring at him and Katsuki narrowed his eyes at her in response. Frog Face only shrugged and went back to her lunch. Yeah, that’s right, ya ain’t shit you Kermit wannabe.
Deku still smelt like pine trees and Spring and other soft shit that’s also kind of green and pretty and STUPID. Ugh. He could practically feel the butterflies coming to life in his belly and honestly, this was ridiculous as fuck.
Katsuki ingested so much spicy food nothing should be able to flourish in the hell hole that was his digestive tracks. Least of all a bunch of freaking butterflies. They should just die already. God damn.
Katsuki pretended to choke on a piece of tofu so he could punch his stupid little heart. Stop fucking pounding so hard just because Deku’s in your personal space you little shit. This was the last warning to his heart for sure. Get your shit together and stop going gaga for Deku you stupid blood pump.
Fucking heart, who the fuck needs feelings anyways. Unless you were Deku. But not everyone could be like the Omega. Having that many emotions and thoughts running through your head would make a lesser man explode.
But Deku always seemed to be brimming with emotions. Every time Katsuki stole a glance into wide green eyes, there was always some sort of feeling shining. Eyes were the windows to your soul yada yada yada. Then Deku’s soul was a fucking solar flare cuz it was so damn bright all the god damn time.
Katsuki wanted to stare into those green eyes forever. He hoped that whatever pups they had would have Deku’s gorgeous forests instead of Katsuki’s firey red ones. But extras have called Katsuki’s eyes various wonderful adjectives like enchanting, burning, gorgeous.
Sure Katsuki was God’s gift to the human race but damn, Deku was still so fucking gorgeous, it fucking hurt to exist next to the curly-haired Omega.
And then his peaceful lunch all went to shit when an alarm started blaring throughout the cafeteria announcing that there was a Level 3 breach into the security system.
Now as any well-informed student should have, Katsuki had read the mandatory school-wide issued U.A guide book that doubled as a planner that was provided to all the students.
This included the extensive list of school rules as well as details on various defense mechanisms that were scattered through U.A property.
This also meant that Katsuki was one of the few students in the cafeteria who knew what a Level 3 breach actually meant.
Someone had managed to get past the school’s initial defense, the gate.
Katsuki growled low in his throat at the thought of those nosey reporters from that morning, harassing students into answering their questions regarding All Might. They were all shit stains who didn’t deserve to have Katsuki’s face gracing their network. He was pretty sure a couple of reporters did get a close shot of his face, but he had been pretty sure he had hidden Deku as best as he could.
Deku whimpered by his side and suddenly all five of them were knocked off their table by a massive stampede of panicked students. Frog face and Deku were clutching each other and the stink of panic started to overwhelm the cafeteria. Katsuki could only growl as he tried his best to quickly make his way to shield Deku from the stampede.
“Fuck!” he bellowed when a frantic student bumped into him “Watch it extra!” and Katsuki ended up sprawled on the ground. He could barely make out the green of Deku’s hair through the legs of the students pushing to escape.
Barely dodging an elbow to his face Katsuki grappled his way back onto his feet, ignoring the indignant cries of whatever fucked face extra that was sent to the ground instead.
“Deku?!” He shouts, forcing his way through the students who were now stuck pushing at each other. The doorway to exit the cafeteria was jammed up and now everyone was just pushing at each other in an attempt to escape.
“K-Kacchan!” Katsuki’s head swiveled in the direction of his omega’s voice. He manages to spot the head of curly green hair and the bright green eyes looking straight at him. Katsuki ignores the pounding of his heart, it was only adrenaline.
“Deku, come on you stupid nerd! Calm them down!”
“Bakugou?” Another voice calls out over the noise of panicked shouting and Katsuki ignores it in favor of pushing his way towards the Omegas.
“K-Kacchan, I’ve never…” Deku stutters like the fucking idiot that he is. Katsuki finally manages to shove his way in front of Deku and wrapped the Omega in his arms. Frog Face stared at him but he only bared his teeth in response. She looked fine.
“Just do it, fucking nerd. Just calm them down.” Deku had tears in his eyes but the determination was clear.
“Deku-kun?” It was Round Face, the other Alpha was clinging onto Glasses as he stood against the crowd of students, his much larger body shielding her from the constant shoving and yelling.
“U-Uraraka-san! Iida-kun!” Deku calls out, fuck his eyes were really pretty. And then there was a flash and those green eyes were looking at Katsuki instead. “K-Kacchan, I have a plan!”
“Midoriya-chan?” Frog face turns towards them, a finger to her face as she observed the two of them. “A-Asui-san!” Deku blushed, the other Omega was pressed close to Deku and Katsuki bared his teeth in warning. His grip around Deku’s shoulders tightening as he pulled the Omega impossibly closer.
“If we can get Uraraka-san to float Iida-Kun, could you throw him towards the exit?” Deku asks with tenacity and confidence that Katsuki had hardly seen during their middle school years.
Katsuki would have felt something other than irritation if the rising smell of panic and the grating sound of students weren’t pounding his senses.
As an Alpha, his senses were heightened, making him, ugh, sensitive to high levels of pheromones. Especially when it’s being emitted by a crowd of panicked teenagers. It was starting to give him a headache.
“Call me Tsuyu, Midoriya-chan.” Was the immediate reply but Frog face took a calculative look between Glasses and the exit.
“Can you do it or not?” Katsuki snaps, if one more idiot shoved his fucking elbow into Katsuki’s side, there’s gonna be explosions of the bad kind.
“Yes, kero.” Deku smiled in relief and Katsuki could feel the Omega take in a deep breath.
“I’m going to calm the crowd. You grab Iida-Kun, okay?” Deku turned to Katsuki and the Alpha just knew what his Omega wanted him to do. Katsuki turned to face the other two extras.
“Oi, Round Face! Make that four-eyed stick in the mud float! We’re throwing him to the exit. Glasses, go and be a fucking pain in the ass and get this crowd under control!” Katsuki bellows. There was no way that Deku’s voice could have been heard over the crowd.
Glasses looked offended and about to open his yap to start spouting nonsense but Round Face immediately gave him a firm open palm slap on his shoulder and the uptight bitch started floating.
Immediately Frog Face had her tongue around his arm and was ready to propel the fucker.
And suddenly the overwhelming stench of panic was replaced by Deku’s distinct scent and Katsuki took a desperate lungful of his Omega’s pheromones. The calming pheromones washed over him and he closed his eyes as the panic-induced headache ebbed away and the pain behind his eyes faded.
“Everyone! Please, compose yourselves in a way befitting a student of the prestigious U.A Academy!”
Four-eyes started yelling instructions and the other dumbass students finally managed to evacuate the cafeteria. Katsuki didn’t let go of Deku no matter how much the Omega squirmed in his arms.
“K-Kacchan.” Deku whispered, looking up at Katsuki with blushing cheeks. Katsuki could feel his own ears turning red in embarrassment. “Just stay close to me, nerd.”
Deku didn’t say anything else but the Omega allowed Katsuki to firmly guide them out of the cafeteria, Frog Face was chatting with Round Face. Both of them commenting on what the fuck just happened and Deku… His Omega wasn’t resisting being in Katsuki’s grasp.
When was the last time that Deku willingly walked next to Katsuki all clingy and cute and red-faced? Fuck. Katsuki could feel his self-control chipping away the longer he had the Omega in his arms.
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“T-that’s why I think Iida-Kun should be Class President! I-instead of m-me…”
Katsuki watched on as Deku gave up his position, stepping aside to allow Glasses up to stand next to Ponytail. The four-eyed elite was crying while shaking Deku’s hand way too much and Deku could only give the Beta a gentle smile.
The Omega held his head high as he went back to his seat, and Katsuki took in the barely-there pleasing scent that Deku was emitting. The rest of the class went by without a hitch, Hero history and English before the start of their Hero training.
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It’s been over two weeks since school started. Katsuki had established a routine. Wait for Deku, go to school, study, lunch with Nerd Squad, train, send Deku home, go home, homework, dinner, train a bit more, shower, and sleep.
The established routine helped Katsuki find balance and every other week he had an appointment with his therapist for anger management. Or whatever. So his temper got the best of him sometimes… Most of the time… It wasn’t a problem.
But Deku had made him promise to work on his issues or their tentatively rebuilt friendship wasn’t going to last. And fuck him if Katsuki would ever let Deku go ever again. So yeah, therapy, was a thing now.
Katsuki hadn’t told Deku yet but he was pretty sure the Omega would be nothing but pleased.
Just imagining Deku’s happy smile made Katsuki want to snicker. He was screwed.
He might even...be in love.
Oh god.
A week later they had a school field trip to USJ, not the amusement park but something to do with Rescue work.
Katsuki wasn’t looking forward to it at all. While he knew he was an excellent hero, the future number 1. Rescuing nameless extras wasn’t exactly his forte.
But Deku was excited enough for both of them and the Omega sat at the front of the bus with Frog face. Katsuki got saddled with Shitty hair, who immediately tried to initiate conversation. But the idiot finally got the hint when Katsuki didn’t bother to respond to anything the redhead said.
They were both Alphas and would naturally find it hard to be around each other, but the redhead had that kind of sunshine personality that the masses enjoyed.
‘Approachable’
Something that Katsuki definitely was not. But it didn’t matter if he was.. Ugh.. Approachable.
Deku was as approachable as a field of flowers. He could do the smiling for both of them.
Katsuki was as approachable as the sun.
When the class finally got to the training grounds, Katsuki let out an inaudible groan of relief, cause his ass was asleep. He also made sure to glare daggers at Frog face.
She had been one of the few who had dared to tease Katsuki about how terrible his temper was. It hit a sore spot because he didn’t go to anger management classes every other week for people to tell him that he had an attitude.
Deku had tried to put a stop to the light-hearted teasing, ever the hero, but the pride in his nerd’s eyes was enough to calm Katsuki down. Deku knew that Katsuki was improving. Deku could tell the difference.
Katsuki from middle school would never take the teasing without fists flying.
The fact that Frog face and Pikachu only got his bared teeth showed how much restraint Katsuki had on his temper. And Deku knew.
Deku gave him a small smile and Katsuki looked away with a huff, ignoring the way his ears felt hot as he stared resolutely out the window.
The Space Hero: Thirteen was talking about how dangerous quirks could be while holding up three fingers. Aizawa-sensei sighed at something but ushered the class indoors anyways.
Deku was standing near the front, Round cheeks and Shitty hair talking to him while Katsuki stood near the back. Ok but these Alphas needed to BACK THE FUCK UP. So Katsuki stomped his way towards the front, teeth bared and harmless sparks dancing on his palms.
“Is that part of the training?” Someone says and Katsuki looks towards the central plaza.
A purple fog had appeared and someone stepped out. A lot of someones.
“Villains! Thirteen! Protect the students!”
There was noise. So much noise. Suddenly the purple fog appeared right in front of Deku and a Katsuki could see shadows moving.
It was instinctive. He wasn’t thinking.
Katsuki propelled himself forwards and pushed Deku away. Landing painfully on top of his Omega who yelped in surprise.
A purple mist guy came out of his purple fog and god damn why was everything so freaking purple. Fuck it all. Katsuki quickly got up on his feet, pulling Deku with him, trying to shove Deku behind him. But the purple guy had apparently set his sights on Deku because immediately there was a monologue.
And then there was darkness.
Katsuki landed painfully on his back in the disaster zone. Shitty hair next to him, somehow managing to land on his head. But no Deku.
Where the fuck was his Omega? Katsuki ignored shitty hair. Whatever that idiot had to say had nothing to do with how Deku was missing. Where was he?
His Omega wasn’t here but a horde of useless nameless villain wannabe’s were surrounding him and shitty hair. With an angry roar, Katsuki let loose his explosions. His Omega. Where was his Omega?
Deku?
Deku?
DEKU?
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“Izuku, I missed you!” a painfully familiar voice calls out. Part exhausted part thrilled.
Izuku opened his eyes, staring directly into the red eyes of someone that Izuku didn’t know was actually real.
Izuku couldn’t really remember what happened during his kidnapping, other than making friends with Hitochan and Neichan. He often dreamt of blue hair and red eyes. A shaking body bruised beyond imagination and the stink of despair clogging his nose.
Those dreams always had him waking up crying.
He was so sad. That boy with the blue hair and red eyes had been so sad.
Izuku thought it had only been something he had dreamt. A figment of his imagination. A way to cope with the trauma of having almost half his bones broken and his skull caved in. Not a real person that he actually encountered.
But that voice.
That scent.
Omega.
Hurt Omega.
Izuku’s eyes ran to the scratched-up neck and the pale scars that laced thin hands that were trying not to touch him. Izuku looked at the hand, the fake hand that was covering the other Omega’s face. Hiding it from Izuku, a mask. Something to hide behind.
But those sad red eyes. He could remember them anywhere.
“T-Ten-chan?”