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"12 hero's have been rushed into immediate surgery, this battle doesn't look nearly as simple as passed ones. Our future is in danger, our young hero's are too so if you can please try to..." The news casters all repeat.
"Kacchan! Look behind you!" Midoriya yells.
He does as said right before flames grasp his skin. Bakugou fights off the well known villain blasting him in the face, side and legs before finally getting the chance to get away. Most times they were directed to keeping fighting but as of now, all pro hero's are trying to save their ass and save the hero's in training.
The ash blonde hears a distinctive voice miles away, if it was so far then why could he hear the conversation? When he turns around to see he realizes why. Kirishima. All for One is talking to Kirishima.
"Ya know Eijiro, you've become quite strong haven't you?...." Bakugou doesn't need to hear the rest, he charges faster than lighting towards the red haired boy and 'spiteful non-human asshole'.
"Back off!" Instinct tells him to blow him up but his attempts fail, even All Might was practically defeated by him.
"Oh somebody else too?" All for One holds Bakugou closer to his face.
With as much room as he has to talk he says, "Don't hurt him! Do whatever the fuck to me! Don't you dare lay a single finger on him!"
"Why? Does he mean something valuable? He just looks like a pebble in my way." The villain smirks.
Bakugou doesn't even have time to speak before he feels a hand on his head and something similar to his soul being extracted. What feels like hours later (but clearly isn't) his eyes open again. The amount of pain he should be feeling is over taken by the thought of what All for One could do the most important thing in his life. So, with ever ounce of strength he has left he stands up in search of Kirishima.
What he see's is something out of his nightmares weeks ago, Kirishima is lying on the ground while All for One repeatedly hits him over and over again with explosions surrounding them both. Bakugou realizes what has happened, All for Once stole his quirk and now he's going to kill Kirishima with it. Once again, forgetting all other current problems he rushes over to them, his mistake was to be defenseless.
"Say goodbye Eijiro, this time will be lights out!" Bakugou stands there thinking of ideas, how in hell is he supposed to save the both of them? Fuck it, who cares about him! How is he going to save Kirishima! Suddenly the villain arches his back to a sudden pain, Mina swings around shooting him with acid burning away at his costume and soon his skin. He loses control of his self and this is Bakugou's time to get back his quirk and save his boyfriend. Quickly he stands in front of the leader of the League of Villains, places his hand on his forehead and regains his quirk, within a few seconds he is blasting All for One.
"I -blast- said -blast- don't -blast- fucking -blast- touch -blast- him!"
By the times he's got the villain down he hears his name being called. Bakugou turns around to see something only in fiction books; or so he thought. The teens that lies 5 feet from him is nothing like what he's used to, his costume is almost completely burnt to a crisp, as well as some of his hair and the burn marks that welt on his body are far worse than even 5th degree burns.
Katsuki forgets about anything besides him, his lover, his most important, his strength, faith, weakness, his... everything.
He runs to him to hold him in his arms, "Kiri, it's gonna be okay I'm - we're going to get help. You're going to make it, everything will be just fine. Just breathe, I'm not going to fucking lose you, okay?"
Kirishima weak voice rings in his ears. "Katsuki, I love you... Kit-Kat..."
"No, no, no! Kirishima I need you, you aren't going anywhere! You're not allowed! You'll be just fine, there's no one now, I can protect you." Tears run down his cheeks onto him and Kirishima, he's just about to get them to a hospital when he's told not to.
"Bakugou just stay hear, *cough*, please... I don't have much longer.. just, j-just stay hear..."
More tears fall, "Kiri! You're going to live, you're gonna..." He chokes on his own words.
Kirishima smiles again, "Tell me Katsuki,... w-what are we going to do when we get out of here. W-What's going to happen when we're old together?.... Tell me."
"We're going to get out of here and you healed up and then once we get out of high school we'll get married, like you said I'll even take you're last name, if you w-want we can even we can start a family together! A-And we'll never ever part, the both of us can take the #1 hero spot and live until the end of time, right?"
"O-Of course.... I love you sooo much alright, don't ever forget that. S-Stay strong, become stronger than *cough* anyone ever-r known. Bakugou Katsuki.... my Kit-Kat. The world cares about you more than you'll ever know *wheeze*. Don't... give up..."
Words begin over lapping words. "I love you too Kiri," His heart completely breaks remembering everything he wished he said before. "I never told you that as much as I should've, I never treated you like I wished I could have... I'm so sorry."
Kirishima was almost at his last breath, he could tell. "Don't be... kiss me one more..."
Without hesitance Bakugou kissed him his lips didn't feel the same, they were cold and fragile almost and shaky. He pulled away not trying to take anymore of his breath away and felt the world on his shoulders, everything he never said, the things he never did, the wishes that weren't fulfilled, the hope and dreams crumbled, Kirishima cold limp and... dead.
He never wanted to let go of him and screamed and cried every time somebody tried to touch him. "No! He's not gone! He can't be!" Katsuki cried and latched onto him as if he would die as well if he didn't and at the time it seemed that way too. Huge sparks threatening anyone who came near.
Even when the paramedics got there at least 6 people had to pry his arms and legs off the body of his boyfriend and for obvious reasons he wasn't allowed in the ambulance which pissed him off more. He shook crying until the vehicle began to drive off he almost started to run after it before his classmates held him back.
When they all made it to the hospital, Katsuki was the first one in the room standing beside Eijiro holding tightly onto his hand, repeating over and over promises and phrases of comfort expecting Kirishima to come back.
The doctor came in and they all received the news, ".... his heart rate hasn't changed in over 5 minutes, we've done everything possible... I'm sorry."
It hit Bakugou like a train. "You can't tell me you've tried everything! He's still not moving! You have to do something! There's still some way!"
"I'm sorry for you're loss sir."
"'Sorry for you're loss?' 'Sorry for you're loss'! My boyfriend just... just passed and you want to tell me 'Sorry for you're loss'? What the hell kind of treatment is that!? Kirishima is the love of my life my everything and you wanna tell me 'Sorry for you're loss'..." He kept repeating it over and over until it really get to reality, "I will never wake up, laying on his chest feeling his heat beat while he holds me so close. Or even get the chance to tell him how much he really matters to me...." With all these feelings, tears and lack of breath right in the center of the room, in front of the doctor Bakugou passes out.
When he wakes up he wishes he hadn't because now he was in the same room that Kirishima is but currently their rolling him out of the room. "Wait! Wait!" he gets up ignoring all the wires and tubes running over to him.
"Sir you need to get back to your bed."
"W-Where are you taking him?"
"Downstairs, where...."
"The morgue…" Bakugou answers for him.
After a couple of weeks they had the funeral for him, Katsuki made sure it wasn't going to be boring thought that's all that he had been feeling. He had his parents there for the first couple of days, he didn't have to go to school but his bed was nothing like the dorm rooms and it was always so cold. There was never any arms around him or sweet sayings whispered at night nor morning, nothing for him to keep his mind at bay with and the tears never stopped at once point he thought he was going to get dehydrated from it all. Bakugou needed him, he needed him, without him he had horrible withdraws, insomnia, and never had an appetite.
At the funeral most times you could find him over the closed casket or staring at the pictures but not once time did you find him yelling instead he was with damp cheeks or red puffy eyes. You could tell how much it took out of him, his skin pale, heavy bags under each eye and he hadn't said a single smart comment he barely even spoke, except when he took the microphone and said things about his beloved.
"Eijiro Kirishima." He read. "I never thought I'd have to say these things, especially when you're not... h-here. I never wanted to and I even told you this months ago. I'm not one to confess ultimate dying love for someone but, Kirishima is not just someone. He's the only person who ever cared to break down my walls and to not even try,.... There is so many things I never said yet so many times I could've. You were too good to me and I'm sorry I can't even tell you what I should at you're own funeral, because you're not even supposed to be laying there right now! We had everything planned out even though I said I hated it, I loved it. I loved how to created a fantasy for us to live in, no rules and no judgment just us. I really thought that we could live that together." Katsuki holds back another break down. "I thought we wouldn't ever be here. I thought I was never going to hold you while I felt you whole body go limp and become cold." A couple of tears fall and he closes him eyes. "But it did, you're gone and I'm here wondering why I still am." his voice had gone shallow and quite. "Don't ever forget me Kiri, remember I love you I will always be your... y-you're Kit...Kat."
Trembling he walked to the back attempting to hide his tears but everyone saw him and tried to comfort him. Bakugou knew only if he was here I would feel comfort.
Months passed and he was a ghost, he went to school but barley talked, unless it was someone wanted to get into an argument with him (mainly about Kirishima), he still fought but it wasn't his best. Everything he used his quirk he knew that it was his power that killed Kirishima and he no longer held it on a high pedestal.
Bakugou never was the same, he lived a life worth more potential and often thought about resorting to becoming a villain thought every time he was about to, the voice in his head told him not to, it sounded a lot like Kirishima. Every relationship he got into never lasted longer than a week or two. Nobody felt like Kirishima, nobody could replace Kirishima. He and some of his classmate kept in small contact and be doesn't see them too often, he works on getting his life together mainly and getting stronger but everything haunts him and even though he tells himself it's stupid he can't move on.