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Bakugou Katsuki and the Truth

Summary:

Bakugou always knew the truth. He never had a reason to lie. So he didn't. Maybe.

Kinda..

Not really.

He lied the most to himself though.

Notes:

heyyyyyyyy,,,
so
this is the first fic, i wrote.
ever.
I'm serious lol hhaha um, if you like it please comment why you liked it and if you didn't please write why you didn't! because i really like reading fan fiction and would like to write better ones!! so please help me!

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“I hate him.”

Bakugou repeated once again. In the mirror, a horrid monster looked back. Saliva sliding down from his chin, he put some water in his mouth and started shifting it through his mouth. He hated someone so much it made him sick. The thought of him made him so disgusted that he vomited.

Today is a Wednesday. Three more days and in weekend he will be free. Free of him. Free of him. Free of him.

Free of Useless.

Bakugou doesn’t know if he is truthful.

———

“Why does he even come to school? No one likes him.” Bakugou thought as more and more students laughed at Useless. No one likes him, he should disappear. Why does he even exist? There is no need for him to be here. If he stopped existing, nobody would remember him, I wouldn’t last a second.

“I’m going to become a hero! I’ll be a hero! I’m going to Yuuei!” how dare he? “And you can’t stop me!”

“Are you sure of that useless? Because dreams and wishes are bunch of lies. those gods you pray to probably doesn’t even exist.” he could have said that, but instead he just gave shocked expression. “He is going to become a hero, even though he’s quirkless? Even though he is useless? Don’t make me laugh” he huffed and left.

Bakugou doesn’t know whether he is being truthful or not.

———

Summer is always said to be hot and winter is said to be cold but to Bakugou, they are no different. He can’t pick one because he doesn’t care about it either way. He will train even when it is sixty degrees or minus sixty degrees, because a hero always works and always wins. A hero never stops.

A cake that has two pounds of sugar has no difference with a cup of water with two pounds of salt. Nothing has a difference. Nothing is important if they have no relevance to his way of being the number one most powerful hero. He favors spicy foods, but he won’t throw a tantrum if he is unable to eat it. He doesn’t throw tantrums. (Unless his hag is nagging him. Then he’ll wreck shit)

Bakugou wonders if that really is the truth.

———

What Bakugou wanted from Yuuei was being able to go all out. This place was supposed to be filled with future top heroes but everyone was fucking stupid. He was still at the top five every time and that started getting on his damn nerves. Where was the fighting? Where was challenges? And if this place had “the best future heroes”, why was useless here? Wasn’t he quirkless? He was. Yet….

He has some kind of strength quirk. He wasn’t supposed to have that. Neither of his goddamn parents have that why does he have that he wasn’t supposed to have that is he a liar did he lie to me he lied to me he wasn’t supposed to-

Why is he so close to All Might?

Why is all might so close to Useless?

Is he.. no longer useless?

Did he lie?

Bakugou doesn’t know what truth is anymore.

———

They went through a lot , this class.

The League of Villains kidnapped him (not like that, but a little like that too) and Useless came and tried to save him still. He gathered up his so called friends and came to save me?

I wouldn’t hold his hand even if they were to kill me, so it’s good that the one who reached out was hair-for-brains. That idiot was good for at least some thing it seems.

Maybe I could try and be friends with someone, maybe I could be nicer to useless. Maybe that would be better. But.

The absolute truth was that, past can not be changed and lives are too long.

Bakugou knew the absolute truth.

———
He is becoming closer with everyone, yet he doesn’t know why. Might be because of his amazing personality, or maybe just them realizing that he is perfect.

Or maybe it’s because they saw him picking up Useless’ books and putting it in his bag when he had to go to the nurse.

They say he is nicer but. He really is not? Is that hard to see? It must be for these idiots.

But sometimes, he admits, having people around him kinda makes him stronger in a way.

All because he picked up some books.

His books.

Bakugou laughs.

But Bakugou knew the truth.

———

All Might lost, and the next symbol of peace became Useless. Someone like him, to hold the title, he was sure now the wars will never end. Yet sun rises from the east again. World is in chaos but everyone is happy when heroes are not. Because this is not their war it seems.

He sees Useless whenever he wants.No he doesn’t want it, when he comes across, sometimes, never on schedule. He doesn’t want to check up on him, and doesn’t care about Useless at all. When Izu-Useless's stomach growls, Bakugou doesn’t care about it. Doesn’t notice that he doesn’t sleep. Doesn’t want to help him.

Some people do it seems. that halfa, the gravity bitch, and sometimes the old class-prez. They see him but they don’t do anything. They must think their little “Oh you should take care of yourself!” s are actually working. Useless is useless, what did they expect?

Bakugou always thinks and tells the truth.

———

Villains lost. But so did Izuku.

He didn’t, technically. He just fought so hard . A one big fight that shook the entire world and everyone was afraid (of losing a symbol without a backup. as soon as there is a backup, everyone will start caring less. he knows this. he knows it. what if he ends up like All Might? weak and bones and skin? forcing himself to smile through the pain?

“Please let him live. if there is god, please let him live.” where are those thoughts coming from? Hell if he knows, but one thing is for certain-

He doesn’t really hate Izuku.

Bakugou hopes thats the truth.

———

A new hero has already been chosen. Bakugou is the number two hero (and kinda minds this. he still wants to be number one). He is more truthful with himself. Not quite there yet, but not as far as he was that time.
News come late to him. Apparently Izuku was hospitalised. That happened a lot, actually (idiot never took care of himself and was still useless as ever. but he refrained from calling him that because, give some credit, Izuku isn’t that useless) but it seems this time was different. He was dying.

After the operation, Bakugou decides, it’s time to speak the truth.

“I never really hated you.”

“I’m happy you became a hero.”

“I’m sorry I hurt you.”

“You ARE the definition of dreams and wishes coming true.”

“This nearly impossible operation succeeding is the proof god exists, and it’s thanks to you.”

“Winter is hot when you are not there and summer is unbearably cold.”

“salt is sweet and sugar is salty. Things are just wrong when you are not there.”

“I’m happy you succeeded in becoming a hero. You saved so many lives.”

“I’m proud of you.”

“If you were to give me your hand that day, I would take it. not instantly, and maybe you would’ve passed the minute I started thinking, the plan would’ve failed, but I know I would appreciate being helped by you. I’m a piece of shit and would’t show, sure, but I would want to. at least now”

“Wars ended thanks to you.”

“ If you weren’t here, the sun would rise from the west just to mourn for you.”

“If you weren’t here, I wouldn’t be friends with anyone.”

Izuku doesn’t hear any of this. He is asleep. Everyone went in groups except him. He needed to speak.

“I don’t know if I can even speak the truth but… I want to be beside you, Izuku. I really want to be with you.”

And so he does.

Notes:

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