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Katsuki stood across from Deku, stretching his arms out as he watched the nerd get into a battle stance. He could tell there was definitely a passion lacking in the way Deku stared at him and it just irritated him further. “You better not fuckin’ hold back, Deku!” he yelled instead.
Instead of saying anything more, he blasted off towards Deku with a series of explosions from his palms.
Woah, he wasn’t holding back. Izuku moved back quickly to dodge him, moving to try and get some hits in but they missed. He felt off, really off with this. His mind was elsewhere, all their battles but mostly from the raid still was dragging on him. He lost someone, someone he didn’t know well but he had promised he would save everyone, and he couldn’t. He didn’t.
Jumping and landing back on the ground, Izuku gave a soft pause in his movements. The other was going all out and he... he was just holding back. These emotions inside of him boiled within, sadness, anger, regret, guilt...
Why couldn’t he have saved him?!
Why couldn’t he have been there for Mirio and Sir Nighteye?! Why?!
Eyes closed and his hands moved into fists, when he felt like he heard Bakugou was when he opened his eyes and swung his arm super hard to try and hit the other this time. Full force, full speed but tears brimming at the edges of his eyes, ready to fall onto his cheeks.



















