Uraraka stared at Bakugo and Kirishima, still in shock about the whole ordeal. They were all fighting villians that popped out of the disaster zone they were in. It looked like a large building on the verge of collapsing, with little to no windows visible. Kirishima was repeatedly punching or kicking and threat that was near him, regardless of who or what it was. Uraraka was using her quirk to float debris to attack people or making people float so Bakugo or Kirishima would have an easier target. Bakugo wasn't saying anything except for shouts of anger or grunts if he was hit.
It was to be expected. Honestly Uraraka didn't say much either. Kirishima was the only one carrying this one sided conversation, asking about a plan or how eachother where holding up. Neither knew how to respond.
Bakugo was by far the worst looking. He was convincing, hiding his dread behind a layer of deceit, his anger a facade to hide the crippling weakness he was feeling. Everything from the past three months was crashing down onto him. The dread, the guilt, the pain. All with a single sentence.
"The one that nearly drove him to suicide"
How the hell could he react to that? Knowing he was nearly the reason for someone's death. Someone he used to be friends with. He didn't like Izuku. He didn't care.
That's what he told himself anyway.
"BAKUGO!"
Bakugo whirled around, his two classmates looking his fatigue and shock. He looked around and saw the surrounding villians knocked out or barely conscious. "What the hell happened down there?!"
Kirishima looked expectantly at Bakugo, Uraraka followed suit. "I...I'll tell you all later. For now I have to find Deku."
"Deku? As in the kanji for 'one who can't do anything'?"
"Fuck off, round face."
"Did you call him that?"
"I said fuck off."
"Bakugo please. What happened between you tw-?"
Her sentence was cut short by a brief explosion erupting from Bakugos hands which was sent close to Uraraka. Kirishima pulled Uraraka aside. The explosion probably wouldn't have hit her, but it was more of an instinct. "BAKUGO, WHAT THE HELL?!" Kirishima stared at Bakugo, Uraraka still stood behind him.
"I said fuck off. I have better things to deal with than your childish whining. I have to stop Deku and you assholes aren't going to stop me."
With that Bakugo turned away and ran, using his explosions to make a clearer path. Uraraka and Kirishima looked at eachother, nodded and ran after him.
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Izuku was sat on the Nomu that had passed through Kurogiris portal. He gripped his chest, attempting to calm his anxiety attack. He hadn't had one in a while and god he had not missed them. He remembered what he learned when he was in Middle School. Breath in for 7 seconds, breath out for 11 second. Izuku never really told doctors or his mum about these attacks. When he went to the hospital in regards to the injuries Bakugo gave him, he never took the opportunity to ask what to do about them.
Shigaraki and Kuroguri were dealing with the teachers. However, one person got out when everyone was distracted. Kaminari I believe. What was more worrying was that his quirk allowed him to make radio transmissions using electromagnetic waves that he could utilise. Though, it may be for the better, as that would mean All Might would come. Which they could test the Nomu with.
Izuku had managed to compose himself. He held his mask in his hand, moving his thumb across the crack aimlessly. He watched the students and teachers as their battles progressed. It was hard to see much, considering the distance. However, his eagle eyed view due to the Nomu was useful. Izuku put the mask back on his face. He felt more comfortable with it on, not that it was really needed anymore.

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Behind a mask [Villian Deku]
FanfictionWhat makes a hero, a hero? The courage? A symbol of justice? A symbol of peace? A boy filled with rejection and fear couldn't find the answer. What made a hero, a hero? Why did he try so hard to become one? While sat on a bridge, Midoriya is appro...