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Izuku hummed softly, feeling the heat on his body. He sat in his lounge chair on the beach, headphones stuck in his ears, sipping a pina colada, eyes shut in content, music drowning out the terrified screams of the city behind him going up in flames. Izuku opened his eyes, looking out over the beach, deserted, pieces of rubble lay on the golden sand, the waves a pretty blue.
Izuku smiles happily, laying back down, pressing a detonator, feeling the earth quake and roar as another bomb in the city went off, more screams filling the air. Izuku smiled to himself, crossing his legs, "Tha was a big one, don't you think, Kacchan?" Izuku looks to his right, looking at Katsuki, who lays dead, throat slit from where Izuku took a knife to his throat, eyes open in horror, red orbs glazed.
"Hm, I think so too, Kacchan!" Izuku giggles deliriously to himself, grabbing Katsuki's cold hand, intertwining their fingers. Izuku looks down at his drink, downing the last of the tropical drink, laying the glass on the table beside him.
He looks to his left, looking at Kirishima, who's tied up, bound, and gagged, staring at Izuku with horror in his eyes, sobbing uselessly. Kirishima tries to struggle, but Izuku stands, cooing softly, standing over the bound male. "Shh, Kirishima-kun, don't cry. Just remember, this is all your fault! If you hadn't taken Kacchan away from me, they'd all be alive still!"
Izuku chirps, watching as Kirishima's face twists as he lets his tears fall, the last bomb going off with an earth-shattering boom. "Well, that's my queue to go, Kirishima-kun! I hope you live a long life, here stranded on this island, or not! Maybe you'll starve to death, and die of exposure!"
Izuku smiles, skipping off, leaving Kirishima to scream behind his gag, crying out as Katsuki lays uselessly on the sunchair under the shade, dead.
Shoto and everyone else lay dead somewhere in the mass amounts of rubble, no survivors other than Izuku Midoriya, who was fueled with jealous rage after Kirishima had stolen his Kacchan away. So, he treated himself to a birthday present.
Kacchan dead, and Kirishima was left to writhe in the guilt that he caused this.
Love does some crazy things to people, huh?