บท 2: A Nina Tucker Situation
"Uh…," Shouto froze. The very naked man laying on Izuku's bed was definitely not a cat. "Izuku?" He called out, keeping his gaze strictly on the man's pretty face. Nope, not lower. Don't you dare look down, Shouto.
Izuku took his time to get to his bedroom, not even batting a surprised look at the blonde. "Oh, yeah. Baku does that. Some tragic backstory or something, or at least that's what he told me when I woke up a couple days ago."
Shouto swallowed, wanting someone to slap himself awake from this weird fever dream. "And… You just— just let him stay?!"
"I adopted him! I can't just abandon him, Shouto! Who knows what other asshole would adopt him?" Izuku's voice shook and Shouto saw tears already forming at the corners of his eyes. Izuku heard Shouto sigh in defeat, moving his hands to wipe Izuku's excess tears. "I don't want to give him back… The shelter was about to give him to a vet to, to—"
"Yeah, yeah. You wanna save everything," Shouto interrupted, knowing about his green-haired friend's hero complex. "Does Inko or Toshi know? Anyone else?"
Izuku swallowed. "I don't think they know. Mom wants to stay away a bit anyways. Let Baku get comfortable and settle into the apartment before she comes back with Toshi."
Baku cleared his throat loudly, annoyed that they weren't including him in their conversation. "Hey asshats. If you're gunna continue talking 'bout me, at least fuckin' include me."
"Put on your clothes, Baku. You know where they are," Izuku retorted without giving the man a sideways glance. "When you're presentable we'll continue this in the living room." Izuku dragged Shouto out of his bedroom by his long sleeves, closing the door behind him.
"Why didn't you say anything earlier? I'd rather not be that close to some dude's dick without some alcohol and shitty pick up lines first," Shouto questioned with a humorous bite at the end.
Izuku cracked a smile at his comment before swallowing. "I, uh… Didn't really know he could do that up until… Uh, about two days ago? I went to sleep with him purring on my stomach; woke up the next morning being the little spoon to a jocky blonde." A nervous laugh made its way out of his mouth, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Awkward. Very awkward."
Before Shouto could add his two cents about awkward, Izuku's bedroom door cracked open noisily and Baku made his way into the living room with a confident stride. "So, what now?" Shouto asked instead.
"Nothin', Halfie. Don't talk 'bout this shit with anyone, got it?" The blonde hissed out.
Izuku tried holding back a giggle, covering his mouth poorly with his scarred hand. Baku sent a fiery glare his way and Izuku snorted. "Don't get mad!" He waved his hands around in the air, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "It's just—you look so cute and peaceful when you sleep, but then… you, uh—you talk like you're the king of the world."
Shouto stifled a chuckle with a tight smile, watching Baku's frown deepen. "Hey, hey, Izuku don't get your little kitten upset, he'll scratch you!" Shouto couldn't hold back the snide comment even if he could.
Baku growled deeply, his sharp nails digging into the surface of the old wooden table. "Don't make fun of me, fucker!"
"Don't scratch the table! Mom's gonna get pissed!" Izuku cried out in between the two glaring boys. When he looked sternly at Baku, really staring into his rosy red eyes, he cleared his throat. His owner only replaced his stern frown with a bright smile when Baku scoffed and dropped his focus on Shouto.
"Yer lucky I haven't bolted Deku, even if I could without getting sent to the labs, I totally would," Baku rolled his eyes at his bright-eyed owner.
"You've been saying that since I've seen you like this. It's not much of a threat anymore. Try harder." Izuku turned his focus back to his friend, who just stared in awe at this whole situation. "So… Did you see any new movies? Catching up on Star Wars and Jurassic Park?"
Shouto sighed before answering. "My shitty dad saw me watch JP and wanted to join. With the fuckin' cat. I swear, that asshole doesn't understand how long it takes to remove his long ass cat hair from everything I own."
Baku scoffed and quickly shut up when Izuku sent him another glare. "Enji means well… I hope. Maybe next time ask Rei? I think she'll enjoy watching them with you, if you ask first."
"I think so," Shouto starts, rolling the idea around in his head, "plus, that sourpuss is going to seriously injure my eye! I don't like having a patch over half my face from some bloody scrapes!"
Izuku smiled at that, having already been well accustomed to Enji's prized cat, Endeavor. "The cat hates you. He hates me too. He'll probably hate Baku. The cat most definitely only likes Enji cause that's who feeds him. Enji treats the fur-ball like a god."
"I hate that what you just said is completely true." Shouto groans, hanging his head forward in defeat.
"I guess I should tell you some things about this guy, huh?" Izuku states to Shouto, throwing his thumb backwards to point back at Baku. Shouto nodded slowly, not really understanding the entire thing. "Okay, so… ah— I don't even really know either. He doesn't spill much, so he's no help."
Baku growled at Izuku, offended at his statement. "Excuse you, I know I probably don't look it, but I have some semblance of how to switch back and forth and shit."
Izuku glanced over, curious as Shouto asked, "Okay, well, can you tell us?"
Baku coughed, uncharacteristically not liking being in the spotlight, even though he set himself up for it. "Uh, there's certain… Certain shit that happens? Yeah. Like, if I'm in my normal form for too long, my ears will show and my tail forms again."
Izuku raised his hand to interrupt him, "Wait… 'Normal form'? The kitten form isn't your—isn't your 'go-to' form?"
"Hah?!" Baku sounded offended. "Fuck, no! This is 'cause of some stupid lab experiments! The bratty asshole kid that had me before I ran away had a cat that had a litter and I went to pick up a kitty! The fucker's dad decided to play Frankenstein and experimented!" Baku shivered, feeling the memories of needles and cold metals on his pale skin. "It was like I was—fucking, Nina Tucker and her fucking dog."
"I understood that reference," Shouto muttered, before giving Baku a sad look. "Hold on, aren't those experiments very prototype?"
"Yeah, as in: don't fucking do it in your fucking nasty basement. The fucker thought he'd win like a Nobel Peace Prize or something… Then he gifted me like I was some god damn puppy on Christmas morning to his brat."
Izuku shuddered. "Well! I'm done with depressing shit today! Shouto, are you staying over tonight or are you heading back? I'll make dinner if you're hungry. I was gonna call Ochako 'bout those rumors. Can't soil my already bad reputation with her gossip."
Shouto blinked before answering. "I think I'll stay. You've got the new Star Wars movies right?"
Izuku nodded excitedly. "Good! I've got some theories about Han and Leia," Shouto smirked as he cracked his knuckles.
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