Hero's Villain or Villain's Hero

"Boys!" I heard Dad yelling but I just tried to turn over. I'm so very tired and sore. Why is the bed so hard? "Izuku, Katsuki, was it a villain? Was there an accident? What happened?" Dad wouldn't let it go and I just tried to cover my face with my arm only to flinch at the movement.

Why? I opened my eyes to see the tree branches above and Dad's worried blue eyes. He looked frantic and I saw him dialing on his phone but when I looked around I found Kacchan laying more than a meter away, just waking up too.

"Oh, the quirk," I yawned before stretching out and Dad froze.

"Hahahaha, your father really is something else!" Dick snickered and I winced at the sudden invasion of his voice in my head.

"Why are you so energetic as soon as I wake up? You couldn't wait until after Dad calmed down?" I asked, cradling my head.

"Dick already being a dick?" Kacchan asked and I nodded, flinching at the movement.

"What do you want?" I groaned, not believing for a second that he came just to say hello.

"So rude! I could come by just to say hello!" He snapped back and I closed my eyes.

"And did you?" I asked and he went silent. "That's what I thought. Now, what do you want?"

"Fine I was just coming to tell you that you will only be sent forward in time like that at most, twice more. However I pray that this isn't the case," he sighed and now it's my turn to freeze.

"What do you mean by that?" I spoke very slowly, trying not to panic at what all he could possibly mean by that. Don't overthink it! I'm sure there is a logical explanation for this! Kacchan and Dad however both looked up at me, at the change in the tone of my voice.

Dick chuckled, "You'll just have to wait and see what I mean."

"Wait! Why? Why did you even pop up at all if you're just going to disappear again?" I demanded, but he didn't respond anymore.

"And he was surprised at the name," I grumbled out loud.

"So who is Dick?" I wasn't even surprised to hear Aizawa Sensei ask from behind me and I just shrugged.

"Another dead guy trying to tell me what to do. I swear none of them ever get tired of it. The only reason I like Dick is because he keeps all the others quiet," I let out a sigh but I saw worry on Dad's face. Kacchan however had to clear his throat and I don't blame him, I know what I said. "Not the holders, just a ghost. Having eight people talking in my head isn't all that bad actually, but before Dick came along it was just noise. It was like I was in the middle of a concert hall and no one was coming out on the stage. A full roar that made it impossible to hear anyone at all."

"My boy," Dad sighed, not knowing what to do or even if there was anything that he could do.

"Maybe…" I thought about it for a minute and I started calling for each holder but none of them answered. "No one wants to talk right now. Go figure," I grumbled and rubbed at my temple. My head really hurts.

"Can you stand? You should really get back and rest, we are supposed to leave first thing in the morning," Dad rambled but offered Kacchan and I a hand up but I couldn't keep my balance and I think I know exactly why.

I didn't let Kacchan go for anything while we were there. His hot, tight body begged for me and I couldn't let him go for anything at all. Not with him calling my name like that. I mean he is hot on a regular basis but when he is screaming out my name and gasping for more I just couldn't hold back. So my legs feel like jello. I'm sure he can't be any better either. The moment Dad helped him up he yelped when he tried to straighten his back and his knees buckled. Not that I was all that much better. My legs couldn't hold my weight at all and the moment Dad stopped pulling up we both fell down.

"On second thought sleeping here sounds great," I groaned, wincing while I pushed myself over so I was on my back again.

"What kind of quirk did this to you?" Aizawa Sensei questioned and I'm pretty sure that if it wasn't for the fact that our clothes were on and we were a good distance away from each other when they found us unconscious, he would know exactly why we were in this kind of shape.

"Ah, you remember the quirk I used on Kacchan during the sports festival? The one at the end?" I waited and he grunted in agreement. "Well it's a side effect of that quirk, I get knocked out once every few months with Kacchan but that was only for the first time using it. Dick said that it will only happen once or twice more before it's done."

"Only-?" Kacchan started to ask but stopped himself at the last second. "It would help if there was some kind of warning." The way he changed directions made it seem more natural but I could tell he was disappointed. After all, as adults there isn't any guilt associated with us giving into our desires. Even with our parents' blessing the idea of becoming teen parents feels off.

This just means that I really won't want to let him go next time though. I wonder if I built up my leg strength if it would be nearly so bad next time?

I forced myself to sit up and rubbed at my legs and when I looked over at Kacchan he was still rubbing his lower back. "Just how was a laying for it to hurt this fucking much?" He grumbled, as if he didn't already know it had everything to do with how he demanded that I get harder and rougher each time. I mean it felt really good at the time though.

"I'll carry you both back," Dad suggested while carefully picking up Kacchan first, probably because it was his back while mine was just my legs.

"Sorry Dad, I didn't think the quirk would affect us on the summer camp trip. I should know better by now. Murphy's Law," I sighed and Kacchan grumbled.

"If it can go wrong it will go wrong, at the worst possible time for it to go wrong," Kacchan's grumbling only made me sigh. Actually now that I think about it this would be the worst time for the quirk. If the league of villains showed up right now Kacchan and I would be helpless…

*ALERT*ALERT*ALERT*

A siren started going off and I really should keep my thoughts to myself but then again I didn't say any of that out loud so I guess I did.

"Dad, just go. We can't move but we can defend ourselves. Our classmates can't," I told him and after he tried to argue for a while he finally put us down with our backs to a tree and he ran off after Aizawa Sensei who had already taken off.

"Dick, tell me there is a quirk to fix us," I demanded and I heard him chuckling.

"Yes, because you don't wish you could go back to hammering your lover some more instead of dealing with this," he teased and I could feel my face grow hot.

"Wouldn't you if you were in my position?" I snapped at him and that only made him laugh harder.

"There actually are a few healing quirks. Give me a moment to find the right ones," his laughter grated on my nerves but I kept my thoughts to myself thanks to him actually helping for once.

"There are two that I recommend; the first one would heal you on a cellular level but it's hard to get moving again after the fact thanks to the amount of energy it consumes. The other isn't so much of a healing quirk as a numbing quirk. It will temporarily relieve any sore, aches and pains but you will heal on your own slowly," he seemed to smirk as if he didn't already know which one we needed.

"The numbing one then. Being healed won't matter if we can't fight and get killed before we can even move," I gritted my teeth. He told me how to use it and after just a moment I felt a cool rush of relief and I could stand again. I put a hand on Kacchan and repeated the words; "Pain, pain go away!" And swat my hand away as if I were throwing something away. It feels completely childish and silly but so long as it gets the job done.

Kacchan snorted at the silly line but didn't say anything, standing up and stretching a little before we ran off in different directions. Me for the cave in the cliff where Kota was the last time and him towards the forest. I hope he remembers his promise…

***

"Look what we have here," I heard the sickening laughter and spun around to see Shigaraki holding Kacchan by the throat only his pinky wasn't touching.

"Let him go!" I demanded, everything turning red.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is that anyway to ask for something that you want? Huh?" He giggled some more and I saw him pulling Kacchan back into the black goo that was Kurogiri's quirk.

"No!" I screamed and rushed forward and missed by just a hair but thankfully I have Dick's quirk already.

The blackness exploded out of me spreading out, seeping all around me until I found the trace that had been Kurogiri's quirk. And I wrenched it open just a crack. Sending Blackwhip to Kacchan who was already tied to a chair.

"My boy?" Dad asked, confused but also afraid to startle me. I yelled the coordinates for the bar to him and it was Eraserhead that understood me first and quickly started making calls for heroes near the area but all my focus was zoomed in on Kacchan.

"Join us," they tried to tempt him but Kacchan just spit at them, not answering. There are several minutes of this before one of the grunts backhanded Kacchan.

"They are asking to die," I hissed through gritted teeth, coughing up blood, probably from using far too many quirks in such a short amount of time.

"Can you send someone through?" Dad asked from close by.

"Not without dying," I answered and I was met with silence on my side of the crack. The sound of a large crack caught my attention and I saw Kacchan again thrown back on the floor. "Fuck it!" I lurched forward and even though I felt Dad's grip on my arm I slipped out of his grip easily.

"Deku!" Kacchan looked up wide eyed, surprised to see me so soon after getting here. Then again I'm sure I look like shit, I'm also pretty sure that I've coughed up more blood today than Dad usually does in a week so that isn't helping.

"This is the hand," I grabbed a hold of the first villain that dared to smack my lover and tore his arm off and used it to smack him away from Kacchan and across the room. "And this one," I said to the one that just hit him but instead of tearing it off I crushed it in my grip only to hear his screams in my very bones but my own blood pounding in my ears made it more than difficult to hear much of anything at all.

The villain tried to pull away, tried to pry himself loose but I ended up just breaking the bones in the forearm on the other side when I swat him away.

"That wasn't very hero-like," All-For-One chuckled and I tossed the villain towards his 'student' and watched as he turned into dust without flinching. "Not very heroic at all. In fact after seeing that I wouldn't think that you were only a teenager either," he hummed as if he were pleasantly surprised.

"Good thing we don't care," Kacchan spat at them and I used Blackwhip to break his restraints without turning my back to the villains.

"The plan?" He asked at a much lower volume.

"Kill them all?" I growled the question but even with Kacchan doing a double take I couldn't rein in the rage coursing through me. No, I can control myself just fine but the fact that we already know the future that they cause makes me care a whole lot less about technicalities and besides All-For-One has a standing execution order on him, the others would just be collateral.

"HA! I like him," All-For-One announced laughing in amazement but Kacchan took his place next to me and no one seemed to notice that the floor was black but then again I am letting OFA course through me and anyone could see the green energy crackling around me in my rage, it just happens to be a great distraction. There were a bunch of things said good, evil and the gray in between but I don't actually care about all of that. No, I just said what had to be said and the moment one of them came forward to try and surprise attack us Blackwhip slashed out and cut him down, blood going everywhere while several looked on horrified that heroes would actually kill.

"I guess I should say that we are both fully licensed international heroes," I raised my voice in the now very silent room.

"Fully licensed International Heroes?" I heard one of them gulp.

"Aren't all of them licensed to kill around the world if needed?" Another one asked but Kacchan and I just stayed silent, the fact of the matter is yes. We are and we have, even in this timeline. We have taken missions around the world just so that it wouldn't seem odd for us to be able to do exactly this when the time came. Thanks to all of those missions this kidnapping will be swept under the rug and the media will only talk about the viciousness of the villains that died during a surprise terror attack on heroes in training. It's also the reason why there are so many rumors about Dynamight and Arsenall that even our classmates had heard of us.

Several villains panicked and Kacchan and I reacted as they came at us, the recording devices on us long since started recording while we were still at camp would have only kept rolling this whole time, would have gotten all the bloodshed and straight up gore as they ran at us. In the end the fight against All-For-One was frustratingly easy. How? Because he didn't technically use anything to warrant being killed so instead I started reciting his wanted dead or alive status and then he froze in horror.

"By order the Hero Association your life is forfeit," I called out clearly and he actually tried to run away. He was slashed up into multiple pieces and Kacchan and I were left there panting waiting for backup while the rest of the villains stood frozen. Too afraid to move now that their head boss is gone.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Shigaraki was screaming so high that I almost couldn't make out what he was actually saying. Is this what he looks like grieving? Not that I could make out most of what he was ranting about. I was starting to lose my focus, and I know that I'm about to pass out but so long as Kacchan is in danger I can't just fall over. I just can't!

Wait, how long have I been here? How long have I been fighting to keep us alive? Kacchan has fought tooth and nail too but I could see him reserving himself. No, that's not right. He is pacing himself far better than I am. How many hours have we been fighting like this? How long can we last? Is there a way that we could escape? I already know that we won't make it to the door, no way in hell. I also don't think I could open another gateway like Kurogiri and even if I could it would definitely kill me just opening it, let alone trying to escape through it.

So we are stuck in a stalemate.

"NOBODY MOVE!" Several people screamed instructions but I could vaguely make out the fact that they weren't on the villains side, even if I couldn't see through all the blood on my face anymore so I didn't lash out at them. But when they got too close I called for Blackwhip and we were wrapped up in a tight ball together. It wouldn't save us from a lot of things but at this point it's all I could do anymore and it won't be long before I can't even do this.

"Hold on just a little longer," I heard Kacchan whisper.

"I can't breathe," I answered, gasping with each word.

"Shh, save your energy. I'll protect us once you can't anymore," he tried to soothe me. I nodded and I felt Blackwhip coming undone but I'm already not able to support my weight anymore. Kacchan is holding me, from behind to keep me from just collapsing on the nasty floor but even now I'm trying to force Blackwhip to stay together just enough to keep others out. It's not solid anymore. The holes are so large now that if it wasn't for the fact that they were moving, anyone would be able to just walk inside. But the one time a villain tried, it sliced right through him, making everyone back away.

I can hold on. I have to hold on. So hard to breathe. I can't. Black spots were taking over my vision.

"Boys!" I passed out to a prayer. A hope, a dream. To my Dad's voice screaming out for us and then nothing.