"Look out!" Crimson haired boy yelled out as he pushed Bakugou underneath himself. An attack was coming so fast he didn't have enough time to activate his quirk entirely.

The attack made a full force impact and Kirishima collapsed. Blond haired boy's eyes went wide as he watched.

"Kiri..shima?" He yelped. He quickly moved to look at his best friend laying without any movement, his body covered in blood.

He stared in horror before his face changed drastically. His eyes began glowing red as he looked more intimidating that ever before. You'd see it first in his eyes, then a tension of his muscles, an inability to think clearly soon followed.

Bakugou glared with a deadly look at the enemy. He jumped up and ran towards the man. With a single blast, the villain fell defeated from the explosions.

But, even then, blond boy didn't stop.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!!" He continued shouting as the explosions continued with no end.

It was like a vexing of the soul for what I felt was not human, it was twisted and distorted but it was something strong. It burned so bad like fire lacing my veins and creeping up my spine, my skin was a sore looking red but all I could feel was desire; desire to hate. The acidity of it was residing in my stomach waiting to be spat out of my mouth in foul and vulgar words I would be stared at for saying, except I wasn't going to say them, I was going to screech them with every ounce of breath that dwelled in my lungs.

"Bakugou! That's enough! He's done for! You can't act like this, a hero would never do such a thing! Especially, a pro hero!" Denki yelled as he grabbed him and pulled him back.

"But he.. he killed.." he couldn't say it. It hurt too much to do it. His eyes swelled up with tears as he was too afraid to look back. He covered his mouth with his hand, but even that couldn't block the screams. He put his head between his knees as he bent down and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"AAAAAH!!! Damn it!!"

The yells and shouts were echoing through the battlefield, even the enemies couldn't help put feel sorry deep down.

"You need to calm down, I checked Kiri's pulse. He's still alive!" Denki said with a small smile.

Bakugou didn't think twice, his screams quieted down and he immediately hurried to Kirishima's side.

"Kirishima..? Kirishima, open your goddamn eyes! Come on!!" He continued shaking the boy but he didn't budge.

"He's not conscious, but he's alive. We need to take him to Recovery Girl right now!"

-

You saved me again.. Why?! You fucking idiot.

"So.. when will he wake up?" Blond man asked with his head hanging low. He gripped tighter Kirishima's hand as he waited for a response.

"He suffered serious injuries, Bakugou. I did all I could and he'll wake up. I'm just not sure when." Old lady said as she closed the door before leaving.

Katsuki glanced at the red haired boy's hand. His eyes held regret, so much of it that he almost couldn't handle.

This is my fault... If I wasn't so damn weak, this would've never happened. If only I noticed his attack.. If only it hit me instead of you..

Bakugou bent down and connected his forehead with Kirishima's hand. Small droplets fell down as the boy felt his heart ache.

"Come on, Shitty Hair.. You're not weak, you can pull yourself out of this."

-

Few days went by and nothing has changed considering Red Riot's condition. Blond haired boy visited him every day when he finished his pro hero work. Every day he had hoped to walk through that door and see his best friend awake, but it hasn't happened yet.

"You're driving me insane, Kirishima. Just wake up so I can apologize to you properly.." he spoke in a soft voice.

Suddenly, he felt a grip on his hand. As he looked up, he saw something he almost forgot. The loving look Kirishima always had.

"E-Eijiro.." he gasped slightly.

"Hey, there.." he said weakly with a smile.

Katsuki walked up to him slowly and pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around him. His embrace was warm, and his big, strong arms seemed very protective when wrapped around Kirishima's wounded body. The world around him melted away as he squeezed him back, not wanting the moment to end.

"I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." the boy sobbed.

"It wasn't your fault, I wanted to protect you, you know.. It was the manliest thing to do, after all." He laughed slightly.

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