《Bakusquad Oneshots》Regret
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Katsuki's eyes twitched in anger. The green headed fool in front of him testing him.
It was just him and Izuku.
They were alone. Which made the situation worse.
Much worse.
. . .
For Izuku at least.
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.
.
"Shut the hell up you nerd! Every time you open your fucking mouth my head feels like it will explode!" Katsuki yelled at Izuku. He was already pissed off but Izuku made it worse.
Izuku smirked, which didn't help Katsuki's anger. "At least when I open mine a bunch of bull shit doesn't fall out." Izuku said with a cocky smile.
Katsuki felt his eye twitch again, "Who the hell do you fuckin think you are? Suddenly you have a quirk and you think you are cool? Let me tell you something you are lame and always will be. So Imma say my advice one more fuckin time, hopefully you'll listen. Take. A. Swan. Dive! Off the fuckin roof bitch."
Izuku flinched at the harsh words but held his ground.
"I'm not scared of you anymore." Izuku said.
Katsuki looked at him, an unrecognizable expression on his face, "What did you say?"
"I'm.. not scared any fuckin more." Izuku said, adding swear words as if it would make him cooler.
Katsuki looked down at the ground, Izuku wasn't able to see his face. "Take it back." Katsuki mumbled.
Izuku didn't seem fazed by this, "Or what? You are weak now. No longer scary. What are you gonna do now?"
"You are really going to wish you didn't say that."
Izuku looked confused, "Huh?"
"I said," Katsuki said as he lunged forward to grab Izuku's throat. "You are going to regret that." Katsuki whispered with a sadistic smile as he snapped Izuku's neck happily.
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Katsuki was so angry at the simple words Izuku said, he was in for over kill. Bashing Izuku's limp head into the ground.
Over and over and over again.
Blood splattered onto Katsuki's face and ground around him but that didn't matter to him.
Katsuki just laughed, "I hate you so damn much." He looked at the mangled face. The pale bones that were covered in torn up muscle and flesh stood proudly.
Katsuki shoved the distorted face into the pool of blood that surrounded them. The sound of cracking bones brought joy to Katsuki's ears as he put one foot on what used to be a head. He pushed it further into the ground, the bones scraping against the floor causing a painful sound to one's ears.
"Know your place bitch." Katsjki muttered and spat into the dead boy. Izuku's name slowly being forgotten as he looked at his bloody hands.
"Eww." He complained. He hated being dirty. He hated being less than perfect.
Beofre Katsuki had the chance to complain any further his squad came out nowhere, immediately taking action.
Mina was first, she took her clean shirt and used the corner of it to wipe the blood off of Katsuki's face. Staining the pastel purple shirt she was wearing.
Katsuki pouted, "You just ruined a perfectly good purple shirt. Purple is a good color."
Mina held a small laugh, "Well, Bakubaby.. I didn't think you'd be doing anything today so I didn't bring any of my gear."
Katsuki rolled his eyes, "Not my fault."
Mina laughed, "Didn't say it was."
Sero and Kirishima went ahead and began to dispose of the body. Kaminari cleaning up the mess Katsuki made. No evidence left behind.
"Next time give us a warning." Mina said with a disappointed sigh as she allowed Katsuki to wipe his bloody hands onto her shirt.
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Katsuki smiled brightly, "Will do!"
Soon the body was gone.. and wear it once laid still was now cleaned.
"Here," Sero said as he took off his shirt. "Take this." He continued and he handed Katsuki his shirt. He knew Katsuki didn't like getting dirty and Katsuki's bloody shirt was no exception.
Kirishima did the same, except he gave his to Mina.
The two changed shirts as they walked swiftly to Katsuki's dorm. To not be seen with bloody shirts of course.
"Let's get cleaned up! Then a movie! First to the room gets to pick the show!" Kaminari yelled and he took off, not as fast as possible. He would allow Katsuki to win just for the fun if it.
This wasn't the first time Katsuki had killed someone out of nowhere. But it wasn't often he did it without his squad to be there. This is what usually happened if he did something stupid.
Katsuki's squad was protective of him. Ever since they met they made sure Katsuki wasn't messed with. They got even more protective when Mr. Aizawa told them to make sure Katsuki didn't get hurt.
Mr. Aizawa took care of Katsuki since Mitsuki didn't care for Katsuki and Masaru sadly passed not too long ago.
Katsuki was the prince of class 1-A so when Izuku got in the way of that.. of course something needed to be done.
Not that Mr. Aizawa would mind. He spoils his adopted son too much.
A shame for Izuku though. If only he could keep his dirty mouth shut.
Well besides.. there could only be one anyway.
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