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Why him..? They all chose him.. even over the grape bitch!

Katsuki groaned.. his thoughts not shutting up.. Katsuki growled and punched his wall in anger... see this is why nobody liked him.. why was he like that? Such a troublesome person indeed.

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Aizawa sighed as he finished giving his class a lecture.. he wondered what was taking Katsuki so long.. he walked out the door to see the fake note he got Mic to write.. sitting on the ground.. Aizawa knew Katsuki wouldn't just leave the paper there without a reason.. did.. Did he hear?

"Oh shit.. oh shit indeed.. if he heard I swear they are all out of this fuckin school." Aizawa muttered in a panic.

"Why do you care so much about him?" Said a voice from beside him.

"Holy shit! You scared the fuck out of me! What the fuck are you doing here?!" Aizawa groaned as he looked up at the purple haired kid.

Shinso led up with a simple smirk, "Eh? That's not a very professional way to talk to students."

Aizawa groaned, "Shut the hell up and answer."

"I'm here cause I like to walk around the place and scare old people." Shinso said softly as he looked straight into Aizawa's eyes.

Aizawa flipped off the fellow insomniac, "Fuck you!"

Shinso rolled his eyes, "You never answered my question. Why do you care for Bakugou so much?"

"How the fuck do you even know I was talking about him?" Aizawa said as he picked up the paper.

Shinso shrugged, "I know everything."

Aizawa sighed, "He's a good student.. I know he can get a bit over the place but he's still a great kid and that shouldn't determine him as bad. Even if it was a joke.. jokes are made to be funny... and I surely didn't laugh.. and I'm sure he didn't laugh either."

"And you are so sure he heard?" Shinso asked.

"He isn't just going to drop the paper here and leave without a reason. He's a good kid." Aizawa spoke softly.

Shinso nodded, "So you've said. What are you going to do about this?"

"Ruin each one of those little shits lives."

"A more reasonable approach?"

"Kill them?"

"Okay so- no. You see I was thinking we were playing a little game.."

"I don't have time for games?!"

"Damn you really are old. Okay listen.. that's not what I meant."

"Then explain, and I'm the stupid one."

Shinso rolled his eyes and began to explain... teaching the old man a few tricks here and there as well.. if you're gonna get revenge.. you might as well do it well.

What was Shinso doing this for? Why was it any of his business.. Why did it seem like he cared?

Simply because he wanted to cause trouble...

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No other reason...

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None at all.

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You don't know shit.

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Okay so maybe... just maybe there is something... he he isn't gonna say shit!

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Fine! Since you make such a compelling argument... Shinso may or may not have a tiny... almost microscopic crush on Katsuki.

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Just a tiny one though...

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Fine! A big one... a huge one! But you can't tell anyone! That would be Shinso's thirteenth reason if so. And you wouldn't want anything bad to happen.. would you?

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Meanie. :;(∩'﹏'∩);:

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Shinso rolled his eyes as he finished explaining, he hated explaining things to old people. It was the worst.. and the fact this old man was overprotective of the blonde boy. Now Shinso was overprotective as well... but having Aizawa in his way would be a problem. But.. things work in weird ways.. weird ways indeed.

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Katsuki sat in his dorm... he didn't want to move... what was the point... all he would do was cause pain. Be an issue.. the problem.

Who could like.. let alone love someone like him?

A shame really.. a real shame.

Why was he still alive?

Why...

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"You are a fucked up kid."

"That's what my dad said lol."

"That's.. I can't even deal with you right now."

"So...?"

"You might be fucked up but... I am down for it."

"Good I'm glad some old people can listen."

"I am this close to killing you."

"If you killed me you wouldn't have such a great plan now would you?"

"Shut up and go."

"Will do grumpy pants."

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About.. 10 or so minutes later Aizawa walked back into his classroom.. the paper in his hand crumbled halfway, his face showed sorrow.. yet his no emotion in his voice.

"Mr.Aizawa..? Are you okay?" Asked Ochako.

Aizawa shook his head softly, "It's a shame, a real shame."

"What happened?!" Asked Midoriya.

"Yeah! Is everything okay?!" Tenya asked in a panic.

"Bakugou.." Aizawa muttered softly.

"What about him.." asked Momo.

"Why isn't he back yet?" Sero asked softly, worry on his face.

"Bakugou is missing.. and he happened to hear about what y'all said."

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"Katsuki is gone.. and he heard everything that happened."

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"Nothing to say?"

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"How about written apologies.. cause when we find him.. you lot better be begging so that I don't throw you out of this school."

"That's fair..." Kirishima muttered, guilt on his face.

"What do you mean that's fair ?! That's so unfair! That's playin favorites!" Momo yelled, not liking what was happening around her.

"It's unfair that Bakugou lost to a game he didn't even know he was playing... it sucks what yall did to him.. it's a real shame to know that some of the best students I ever had.. said something and did something so bad. I must say.. I'm very disappointed." Aizawa mumbled and he walked around the room slowly... his face showing nothing but disappointment.

Not.. disappointed...

The guilt some already felt was added onto.. fear as well.. as the. There were some who were only worried about being kicked out of the school.

A shame not everyone worried about the person that they had hurt.

Guilt should consume them til they have nothing else to feel besides pain and guilt.

Guilt soon kills all.

Guilt is the world's deadliest weapon..

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"Where am I?"

"Don't say it like that stupid! You're gonna make it sound like you got kidnapped."

"Wouldn't be the first time."

"Shut up.. I have something to show you."

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Two days passed by and no sight of Bakugou.. the class that had such dreadful things soon began to spill prayers, kind words for their missing friend.

"Two days.." Aizawa muttered.

"And the pro hero's have done nothing about it!" Momo complained.

Aizawa groaned, "They have... and remember whose fault this is... bad classmates... you have no right to point the blame."

Momo rolled her eyes, "You're the one who read it out loud."

"To show how disappointed I was.. to show Katsuki ain't the bad person.. everyone else around him... considering Katsuki sticks to himself.. only saying something when he is bothered." Aizawa explained as he walked around the room.

Mineta groaned, "It's not our fault he's bothered by everything."

Aizawa's eyes widened, "That's very interesting you say that.. multiple mental illnesses and disorders may act the same way. If something doesn't matter.. you don't know what goes through his head... what he thinks.. what he has been through. Judging a book its cover is wrong... and I expect more from... maybe from future heroes."

"We deserve this... I just want Bakubro back.." Kirishima cried out, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

"I do miss our fellow classmates.. it was wrong of me to say him.. just cause he didn't listen to my rules doesn't mean I should have said that. Mr. Aizawa was right." Tenya mumbled, guilt shown on his face.

"Y'all are a bunch of whiny babies." Jirou mumbled as she laid her head on her desk.

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"Why am I here?"

"Why not? You willingly came."

"I have nothing better to do... sitting in self hate for so long can only do so much."

"Hmm.. Well, we can always fix that."

"I know."

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Four more days have passed.. nothing from pro hero's.. well besides Aizawa repeating how disappointed he was.. the same sad faces or pissed off faces over and over again.

No Katsuki.

"Nothing?" Sero asked softly.

"Now you care?"

Sero looked up, tears in his eyes, "Please.. I'm begging you."

Kaminari shook his head sadly, "Nothing..."

"Why can't we help?!" Mina asked frantically.

Aizawa looked at her, "Cause you are the reason this happens in the first place! He definitely doesn't want to be found by you people."

"This is such a waste of effort." Momo mumbled.

Jirou nodded, "Agreed."

"I am this close.. I am this close to doing something bad." Aizawa said with a growl.

"Was that a threat?" Momo asked

Aizawa looked her in the eyes, "Hell yeah it was."

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"I don't want to go back."

"That's fair."

"Never."

"I understand."

"Why are you y'all doing this?"

"We have our reasons."

"So I've noticed."

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It's been two weeks since Katsuki was last seen by his anxious classmates.

Two weeks.. drive some insane.. nothing but guilt.. tears.. and blood.

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"That's your reason."

"A pretty good one if I had to say."

"Hm.. a good one on my side."

"Okay mister edgy."

"Forever?"

"Forever."

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Another month went by and the class still hasn't forgotten, nor did Aizawa let them.

Some still didn't care.. some gave up.. and few still cried every day.

They missed Katsuki... so much.

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"You said forever."

"I did."

"Even as we do this?"

"Even as we do this."

"And I cry?"

"I'll hold you."

"And If nobody cared."

"I'll destroy the world for you."

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Aizawa smiled as walked his class, some students still had frowns, while others showed nothing and few with dreadful looks that he hated to see.

"Did you find him?! Is that why you are smiling?!" Izuku asked excitedly.

Aizawa shook his head, "Nope."

Mina freaked out, "Then what are you smiling at?!"

"How dare you give me false hope you ugly old fuckin man." Izuku yelled as he slammed his fist on the table.

"Damn Deku.. I didn't think you would say something like that." Katsuki chuckled as he came into the classroom.. holding Shinso's hand.

"I didn't find him.. because he was never missing." Aizawa chuckled as he watched Katsuki get pushed over in group hugs...

Shinso, not enjoying the fact his boyfriend was holding his hand or was never to him anymore, tried to fight them back.. but guilt and sadness... could never be beat.

Guilt could kill.. but love could thrive.