Midoriya's hand trailed up his own side, a shit eating grin being on his face. "Well well well...to whom do I owe the pleasure, Katsuki?" He asked in a chilling tone, green eyes twinkling with evil desire. His green fluffy locks were messy, but seemed a little neat. He adjusted his tie slightly as he stared at his childhood enemy. Bakugo scowled slightly, cracking his knuckles. "My fists, Deku," he hissed, piercing red eyes glaring into Midoriya's. The green haired male giggled softly, clearly not fazed by the male. "No need to be rude," he pouted, Bakugo scowled, lunging towards the male. Izuku quickly slid to the side, laughing slightly as Bakugo quickly turned to face him.
          "Cutting right to the chase, are we?!" Izuku asked loudly, grin forming on his face once again. Bakugo growled, drawing his arm back. "stOP TALKING, DAMMIT!!" He boomed, shoving his hand against Izuku as his hand sparked. An explosion occurred, causing Izuku to fly back with a loud yelp. He collided with the ground harshly, causing a loud groan to leave him. "Still think you're big shit when you're still just a quirkiness twerp, Deku?!" Bakugo yelled, wide grin spreading across his face. Izuku scowled slightly, narrowing his eyes. "Without me, your ego wouldn't exist you selfish prICK!" Izuku replied, quickly standing before Bakugo could blast him again. Bakugo grabbed his arm, gripping it firmly before drawing his arm back. He socked Izuku across the face, kneeling him in the stomach before throwing him back to the ground. Izuku coughed harshly, gripping his stomach as blood began to trickle down his nose. He pushed himself up with his other hand, glaring up at Bakugo. He let out a strained laugh, confusing Bakugo slightly. "You're still the same, Kacchan," he breathed, Bakugo blinking. "C–Call yourself a hero all you want, you know you're not a good person," he hissed, taking Bakugo aback. "I'm surprised you managed to get that girl to even tolerate you...Ochako was her name, right?" He asked, Bakugo beginning to feel his anger rising. Izuku's grin widened even more, tilting his head back slightly. "Maybe I'll pay her a visit. She's a talented girl....would be a shame if something ha–"
          Bakugo kicked Izuku across the face, causing a grunt to leave the male. He fell back on the ground once more, cheek beginning to bruise almost immediately as Bakugo approached. He got down, gripping the front of Izuku's shirt to make him look at him. "If you fucking touch her, I'll KILL you!" He screamed, drawing his arm back again. Just as he was about to punch Izuku into tomorrow, he froze. Eyes widened as he slowly looked down, what seemed to be an icicle sticking out of his stomach. It had a bit of his blood on it. A shaky gasp left him, grasp loosening on Izuku's shirt. Izuku stared behind Bakugo, grin shifting into a weak smile. "Theeeere he is!~" he sang happily, giggling slightly. Before Bakugo could say anything, a fist clashed against his cheek harshly. He managed to stay in place due to the icicle holding him there, him jerking from the punch causing the pain in his stomach to worsen. A hand tangled itself in Bakugo's hair tightly, yanking his head back. He hissed slightly in pain, eyes landing on the person.
          "Odd of you to assume I'd let you touch him without consequence..," the male hummed, his face holding a look of disapproval. He had black and white colored hair, the left side being white and the right side being black. He had a big red scar on the side of his face where his black hair was, his attire being a black dress shirt with matching colored pants. He had snake bites, as well as an eyebrow piercing. His ears were decorated with upside down cross earrings. Bakugo only scowled at the male. "The fuck...are you?" He spat, trying his best to ignore the growing pain. The male said nothing, narrowing his eyes. He suddenly released his hair, gripping his neck. A loud sizzling noise left his hand as a flame sparked in it, causing Bakugo to shout out in pain.
          "Shoto, dear," Izuku said, only loud enough for him to hear. "That's– nghh...enough." Izuku winced in pain, his stomach still aching slightly. Shoto then released Bakugo, approaching the injured male. "Are you sure, Midoriya?" He asked, carefully helping him to his feet. "Yes, darling...I want him to know that some quirkiness twerp managed to get away," he hummed, shooting a dirty look to Bakugo. He was panting slightly, his neck burning like crazy. He then could faintly hear footsteps from behind him, causing him to tense slightly. While he was glad that help might have arrived, he was worried that it may be his friends getting involved.
          "kATSUKI!!" Ochako shrieked, causing Izuku and Shoto to turn towards her. "Shit...," Izuku whispered, Shoto stepping in front of him as a way to protect him. "Shoto, no," Izuku started, gripping his hand slightly. "There's more coming. We have to go." Shoto was about to speak up before a red haired male and a pink haired female appeared behind Ochako, him narrowing his eyes. He quickly gripped Izuku's hand, using his quirk to go over the buildings and escape.