(ANNOUNCEMENTS)

Announcement 1: Some of you REALLY thought this AU was a 1-chapter thing?! HA! Don't make me laugh! Like I said some AUs will have multiple chapters, and this is one of them! In the final chapter of this AU I'll say it's the final chapter, then start the next one.

Announcement 2: I know I said every other chapter will be an AU, but I've been sick and unable to write the current lime I had planned. I really wanted to update, so I'm posting chapter 2 of this AU instead. You'll get the lime eventually once I'm no longer feeling like shit.

Announcement 3: Speaking of which, I'm thinking of posting another chapter or 2 of this AU while I feel like shit. I know this'll disappoint those who are only interested in my main story and I apologize, but the main story IS NOT DEAD. Like I said, the lime will be posted soon, maybe within the next week.

Announcement 4: This is going to feel/seem random, but if any of you have a question about anything, me and my personal life, my writing life, etc, ask either in the reviews or PM me. I'll post every question with an answer in the next chapter.

ANNOUNCEMENT 5: This'll seem dumb, but once I'm done with the lime, I'm deleting this chapter, posting the lime, and then re-posting this chapter. I want the lime as chapter 7 and this as chapter 8.

Anyway, onto the story

The sizzling sound coming from the bacon as it cooked was one of the few things in this world that helped clear her mind and keep her calm. It reminded her of simpler times, of happier times. Times where she wasn't afraid to wake up in the morning, and times where she wished she hadn't woken up at all.

Bakugo, who currently wore a pair of black shorts and one of his old green t-shirts that was far too big, and forced her to expose her right shoulder, was currently in the kitchen of Deku's apartment, cooking breakfast for herself and for the nerd himself. She was making herself eggs and bacon and for him French toast, his favorite thing to eat in the morning. Auntie Inko wasn't home yet, so it was just the two of them.

It's always been like this, some sort of secret arraignment that two had, where she would make him breakfast in return for him patching her up. She saw it as an arraignment, a way for her to pay him back and make things equal between them (she hated owing things to people). He probably saw it as her just being nice, the damn nerd. He'd give her the whole galaxy if she asked for it. Why the galaxy and not the whole world you may ask? Well she already had the whole world.

She had him.

He was her whole world. And she'd be damned if she would ever say that out loud.

She couldn't hear the soft pitter-patter of feet on the wooden floor as she cooked, and didn't sense the presence behind her until it was too late. A pair of arms wrapped around her stomach and a body was pushed flushed against her backside, causing her to feel everything.

She would, until the day she died, refuse to admit she always melted in his stupid strong arms. The fucking nerd.

"Breakfast?" He asked her groggily, head perching atop of her right shoulder.

"No, it's fucking dinner. What do you think?" She snapped at him, focusing on the food before her, hoping he couldn't see her pink cheeks.

"I think it smells good." He answered, nuzzling her shoulder and squeezing her tighter, bringing her body closer against his. She felt her mouth go dry as something rubbed against her rear end. "You smell good too."

"I…what?"

"You smell good, really good. I could just eat you up." He whispered huskily into her ear, causing her body to freeze and her cheeks to turn blood red. Her heart thudded wildly in her chest.

She always hated Deku in the morning, cause the nerd had no filter whatsoever. He'd say literally everything that was on his mind and forget about ever saying it. She swore the fucker had amnesia from getting hit on the head too many times from when they were young.

"S-Shut up ya d-damn nerd! G-Go back to bed!"

"I will if you come with me. Maybe we can lose some clothing on the way there?" He suggested, using a hand to grab her waistband and pull it back before letting it go, making it snap back into place, causing her to yelp. The blond's cheeks were on fire, and she had to fight herself on accepting the tempting offer. The damn nerd had no idea the affect he had on her. Stupid hormones.

"J-Just take your damn f-food and go!" She shouted, shoving the plate into his face. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see his face light up. It made her feel warm inside, she always liked making her nerd happy. She especially liked it when they were alone, since it felt his smile was solely for her. Her own, secret smile that he dared not give anyone else.

"Thanks Kacchan!" He thanked, accepting the plate and taking it out of her hand. She thought he'd go to the table without a word, allowing her mind to drift back to her own food and relax. But the fucker had other plans.

She felt her mind shut down as something soft and warm press against her cheek.

"Come join me when you're done." He whispered into her ear, before walking away and sitting down at the table.

She raised her right hand as it shook, index and middle finger touching the spot where he had kissed her. A small, quiet whine escaped her. She hated him. She hated how he didn't know the affect he had on her. Or, maybe the fucker did and didn't care, or maybe he just liked messing with her. The fucker was sadistic, she swore.

His touches and kisses were addicting, he was addicting. She remembered when they were kids, how she'd refuse to let him go when they hugged cause she loved his touch that much. She also remembered how she'd always ask for kisses, not a single kiss. One wasn't enough for her, they never were. So to only get one now? It hurt. And she refused to ask for more!

She also refused to admit his kiss was the reason why she overdid her food a little. She didn't mind! She liked a bit of a crunch! Back off!

"Amazing food as always Kacchan! You're the best cook I know!" He praised her, that same dumb smile spread across his face.

Her dumb smile. It belonged for her, existed for her.

"S-Shut up! I-It-'s not that good." She stuttered out, refusing to look at him. She hated how he always made her feel good about herself. It was a complete 180 compared to how she was treated back at that prison. That wasn't her home, this was her true home. "S-Sides, consider us even."

"Even?"

"Yeah ya fucking nerd! Even, for patching me up. I hate owing stuff to people. I hate being a burden." She whispered the final part.

"Hey! You're not a burden, and whoever told you that is an idiot." He chastised her for saying such a thing. His hand slipped into her free one and squeezed, causing her to blush. "I have never thought of you as a burden, or that you owe me for helping you out. You're important to me, Kacchan. I want to make you happy." That same smiled graced his face, and she prayed he couldn't hear her stupid heart.

"W-Whatever." She muttered, continuing to stab at her food. She hoped he couldn't see her smile. How the fucker didn't realize she was happy by simply being by his side, she'd never know.

They finished eating a few minutes later. Their dishes sat in the sink as they occupied the couch, with her sitting up and him laying down, head resting on her thighs. He had fallen back asleep, breathing even and mouth twisted into a small smile. She was running her left hand through his green locks, smiling to herself. She loved being close to him, and loved running her hands through his hair. The other fuckers in class always begged and asked if they could, but she always denied on his behalf.

That was a privilege only she had.

She remembered her doing this a few months back, and it was the first time she ever compared the nerd to a dog. Soft hair, loyal to a fault, could kill you if they wanted to, protective, and gave the best kisses. She considered getting him a green dog collar with a dog tag that said 'Property of Katsumi' as a joke.

The fucker would probably treasure it, and would definitely wear it if it meant making her happy. The damn nerd…god he was amazing.

The door to the apartment opened, and Bakugo turned her head to watch Inko walk in with a yawn. She shook herself, knocking all the snow off of her before putting her jacket onto the stand and shoes on the rug next to the door.

"Oh! Hello Katsumi! I didn't know you were here!" The greenette greeted, genuinely happy the blond was here. Bakugo smiled at that, the old woman knew how to make someone feel welcomed.

"Y-Yeah, sorry Aunite. I kinda dropped in unexpected last night. I-I was out walking around, but the snow started coming down hard. So I came here to avoid it…I hope that's okay? I-I was planning on leaving soon if it's not!" She informed, and it hurt saying that. It sucked lying to Auntie Inko, and to go back to those monsters so soon…leaving her Deku…god knows of the punishment awaiting her.

"Oh don't be silly honey! I love it when you're here! You can stop by and stay whenever you want, you know I think of you as family!" The woman giggled, walking over and running her hand through the blond locks. It was then she noticed the position her son and his best friend were in. "Aww, so cute!" She cooed, before taking out her phone.

"Aunite! Nooooo!" Bakugo whined, hiding her blushing face as the old woman snapped countless photos of the two.

"I just want a few sweetie! You two always end up in the cutest positions!" She giggled again, pocketing her phone after taking a few dozen pictures. They'd be great memories, and even better blackmail. "As for you going home now, I don't think that's the best idea sweetie."

"W-Why not?"

"Well, have you watched the news? Or looked outside?" Inko asked, before grabbing the remote and switching channels from the cartoon Bakugo and Deku had been watching to the news.

A tall, blond woman with a rhino's horn was giving a weather report. She said the city was currently experiencing an awful blizzard, and that going outside should only happen be in case of an emergency.

Inko opened the curtains, showing off the harsh falling snow that was coming down outside to illustrate how bad it was.

"I'm sorry to say dear, but you're stuck here until this weather clears up. Ooo, maybe you can help us set up Christmas decorations! It's in a few days you know."

Oh yeah, she had forgotten. She hated Christmas at the prison, those monsters would only get drunk and beat her more than usual. Sometimes Auntie would drop off two presents for her, one from herself and the other from Deku. The two monsters would destroy them before her eyes.

"I'll go call Mitsuki and tell her."

"No way!" Bakugo flinched at her own shout, and the wide eyes Inko had given her. "I-I'll call her and tell her, you go get some rest!"

"Well, thank you Katsumi. Lord above knows how tired I am. If Izuku asks I'm home now and resting. Don't do anything funny, okay?" She teased, smiling as she made her way to her room.

"Auntie!" Bakugo whined, causing the old woman to laugh as she walked away out of sight.

She felt hand a grab her right hand and squeeze. Looking down, she saw Deku was awake and staring at her. He looked betrayed, almost hurt.

"You were going to leave?"

"I-I…we both know what would happen if I'm gone for too long." She informed sadly. "And-And you get all sappy and emotional when I decide to go back! So…yeah, I was going to leave once you were asleep."

"I don't want you going back." He said suddenly. "I refuse to let you go back and get hurt again!" There was a fire in his eyes, and she felt her throat go dry at the look.

She refused to admit that whenever he had that look, her knees went weak.

"What else can we do?"

"Remember the promise I made to you a long time ago? Where I swore to get you away from them?"

How could she not? He sounded so passionate when he promised her that. It took a lot of willpower not to jump him.

"I intend to keep it. I swear, I'm going to find you a way to escape. And you know I never go back on my promises!"

She smiled sadly at that, and closed her eyes to try and stop the tears. Leaning down she rested her forehead against his.

"I know ya dumb nerd, I know."

She knew because he was Izuku fucking Midoriya, the guy who would fight god himself if that meant making his friends happy. The guy who would take on the whole world, All Might included, if it meant she would be safe and sound.

God she loved him.

(Later that night)

"Where is she?" Izuku muttered to himself, slipping into his black pajama pants.

After finally waking up, he and Kacchan had decided it was time to go back to his room and sleep. His mother had no problems with it seeing as how they'd done so since being little kids. Once they finally reached puberty she only requested they use protection incase anything 'naughty' happen.

They refused to go anywhere near other choice for a whole moth after that incident.

Anyway, Izuku had been waiting for her to walk through his door and demand they go to sleep and not stay up watching All Might videos like they occasionally did. But after 15 minutes, she never did,

'Must be having girl talk with mom.' He thought to himself, opening the door and quietly slipping out. Whenever Kacchan would stay the night, his mother would drag her away from him for some one on one personal talk.

"I…I can't believe it. Please Katsumi dear, tell me this is a joke." He could hear his mother plea from living room. He tip-toed through the hallway and listened in.

"I'm sorry Auntie, I really wish I was. But that's the truth." He could Kacchan sigh.

"But-But I've known them my whole life! To find out they're what you describe them as behind closed doors…it's unthinkable!"

Izuku's eyes widened at that. Did Kacchan tell her about her family problems? Why would she do that?! How had his mother roped her into talking about it?!

"They weren't always like that. We used to be one big happy family…then I turned six, and everything went to shi-bad. Everything turned bad."

He could hear his mother sniffle, a sign that she was beginning to cry. He watched as a tissue box float across the room to where they sat at the dining table.

"Does-Does Izuku know?" His mother questioned, and he could hear his blond friend take in a sharp breath of air.

"He's known for a while. But! Before you say anything, I begged him not to tell anyone."

"But Katsumi…why?!"

"I'm a big girl Auntie! I knew I could handle it, and I'm still able to handle it! It's just, you know, sometimes I need to get away…"

"So you came here. Oh my god Katsumi, why didn't you tell us?" His mother sounded so sad, so broken.

"I…I didn't want to be a burden."

That damn B word again. Izuku swore he was going to kick her ass for thinking of herself as such.

"You've never been a burden sweetie! You should've asked for help, we could've helped you! You could've stayed here!"

"I couldn't. They'd either come here or send the police after me and bring me back. I'm still technically a child, remember? I'm still under their care and they could do anything to make me go back home."

"But-But what about the police?! You could've gone to them and gotten them arrested!"

"And then what? Live in foster care?"

"Honey you know I think of you as a daughter. I would've adopted you if it meant keeping you safe!"

"I-I can't accept that Auntie."

'But why?' Izuku thought to himself. Did she not want to seem as weak or something stupid like that? What was her reasoning for not wanting to be adopted by his mother?

"And why not? You must have a reason why!"

She breathed in and breathed out, eyes closed tight. Well, here goes.

"I'm in love with your son."

Izuku slapped his hands over his mouth, trying to not let out a squawk of surprise at the revelation. His cheeks turned red and his heart thudded violently in his chest.

'She loves me?' He asked himself, stopping himself from shouting with joy, and stopping himself from running in their and confessing.

"I've…I've been in love with him since we were kids. I want to be with your son more than anything, but if you would adopt me, that would make us siblings. And if we're siblings, well…"

"It would be illegal for you two to be together." His mother finished for her. "Oh sweetie…"

"It's fine Auntie, really! Just a few more years and I'll be allowed to get away from them. And then…maybe I'll confess?"

Izuku couldn't take it anymore. His quietly walked back to his room and shut the door, a wave of emotions hitting him, and a thousand thoughts going through his mind. There was no way he could live a few more years without being with her. But Kacchan already had a plan, and she was so stubborn, there was no way she'd abandon it…unless…

He needed to make a phone call.

(Originally this was gonna end at her thinking she loved him while sitting on the couch, then I changed it and added him making a phone call, then this all happened and this is the final fucking product. ALSO I'm considering finish this AU since I'm SUPER into it and then continue the main story. Idk yet.)