Laughter of a Hyena

" Halt right there intruders. State what business you have here, in the castle of prince of Gula"

A firm yet bored voice interrupted them, and Izuku couldn't quite make out the figure as Katsuki seemed to position himself so the stranger couldn't see him nor could he see the stranger.

The blonde demon snorted "Prince of gula? What an all mighty name for an idiot who overburns his brain at every upcoming opportunity"

The comment, instead of getting them in more trouble as Izuku half expected it to, made the stranger snort in amusement, and as she seemed to recognize Bakugou she lowered her guard "Bakugou, always a pleasure." Her voice carried a cynical edge. Was she one of Kacchan's friends… well perhaps acquaintances?

"Ears" Katsuki grumbled back

Jirou sniffed the air a few times, before confusion overtook her features "And who is -"

She tried to get around Bakugou to see who was hiding behind him but again, the blonde was quicker and turned, so Izuku stayed out of sight.

"None of your business," Bakugou gritted out through his clenched fangs.

Jirou snorted, again surprising Izuku with her calm reaction. "Sure," She said but it was clear she's not going to let Kacchan go that simply. "So, what business do you have here? You rarely ever come up to this level."

Bakugou sighed. "It's messed up shit," He took a quick glance at their surroundings, then Deku, who had a dumbly confused expression sitting on his face. None of the monsters had smelled Izuku yet so that was a good sign. But the demon of wrath knew that they didn't have a lot of time before they would, and then it would be quite literally hell fighting off those annoying extras.

He turned back to the siren

"I'll explain it in the castle, give me a room, and arrange a meeting with that good for nothing brother of mine. Tell him to bring the Black Mirror too, we need to discuss shit with the other idiots." He grumbled, pulling Izuku close who was hiding under his cape.

Kyouka seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation so she just nodded, leading them through the bridge, and the gates.

Izuku was in awe. The amount of historical artifacts he'd detected only at first glance in the castle was worth millions of gold. The building structure was a mix between gothic and something else, more unique, it gave the place more personality. They went through the front court, and in the middle of it there was a hyena spitting water in the middle of a cascade.

Huh. What an interesting choice for a fountain decoration. Izuku thought as they passed by.

"Keep your head forward Deku" His blonde companion muttered as he almost stumbled through the front door. Katsuki decided it was for the best if he held onto the green idiot before he tripped, and killed himself. Who would he brag about when they were finally back at his floor? He ain't doing this for nothing.

They finally got inside the castle, and it seemed to lessen Bakugou's guard. Not entirely, far from it, but Izuku doubted Kacchan had ever let go of his guard entirely.

The purple haired siren led them through the front door. Nobody has noticed them yet, and it was good the greenette supposed. A gust of wind sneaked through the large cape that currently covered Izuku's nakedness, and he blushed, remembering he was practically bare. It was a little uncomfortable too.

Katsuki seemed to notice that so as they walked up the stairs "Oi, and bring some clothes from that idiot's wardrobe" he addressed the siren. "You two are about the same size, probably" He muttered

Jirou stopped in front of a wooden door, looking at Katsuki suspiciously. She sniffed the air once more, and put her hair behind her ears. It was quiet for a few seconds, Izuku was desperately holding his breath.

However she could still hear his rapidly beating heart.

Kyouka's eyes widened in realization. "You've bought a living mortal here Bakugou? Are you insane?"

The ash-blonde demon placed a clawed hand upon the siren's mouth. "Quiet, ears. I don't want this whole shit-hole to know about it, just yet." He grumbled, and Izuku peeked from his shoulder, Katsuki finally letting him take a look at the siren.

She was tantalizing, delicate ears showing between dark purple locks, and equally dark irises scrutinizing him and Kacchan. Her clothing was interesting, it resembled much of a soldier attire yet it was quite easy to carry from the looks of it. Her body was covered in scales, although barely noticeable.

Jirou's eyes narrowed suspiciously, as he took in the form of a small green mortal, wrapped up in Bakugou's cape. Once the hand covering her mouth was removed she sighed.

"You better plan on something to mask that scent of his, I don't have a good sense of smell, yet, even I was able to smell him from a great distance."

Izuku was seriously concerned now. Did he smell that bad? He did wash up in the lake before he'd started the ritual… but. He sniffed himself just in case, but nothing seemed to smell funny..

"Tch. As if I don't know" Katsuki rolled his eyes as he opened the door, pushing Izuku in before he himself stepped inside.

"Get him some clothes would ya? And inform that idiot about our presence. Tell him to arrange a meeting with the others." Katsuki repeated his demands, and with that he shut the door close into Jirou's face.

Izuku glanced at the demon, who was seemingly frustrated, yet calmer than before.

"Kacchan?"

"What?"

"Do I smell bad?" Izuku asked smelling himself again "Why do you keep mentioning that- and that girl too, she said it's impossible not to notice-"

"You don't smell bad idiot!" Katsuki barked, crowding closer "The problem is your scent is fucking divine. I don't know why. It changed after…"

"After?" Izuku prompted him to continue

"After I brought you here." Kacchan clarified, seemingly deep in thought "Whatever. The issue is that we have more shit to worry about. Because every creature in this damned realm will want to gobble you up even more."

"Oh." Izuku said dumbly. "Well.. is there a way to mask my scent?" He asked, remembering the siren had mentioned something about that.

"There is."

Izuku's eyes lit up "That's awesome! Then we'll only have to-"

"Deku."

"Huh?"

"Get rid of the cape," Kacchan said suddenly, as his hands reached for the buttons of his leather trousers.

Izuku blushed furiously as he tore his gaze away, and gripped the cape that hid his body more "What?! why?!"

"I'm going to scent you." The blonde simply stated, his pants abandoned on the floor.

"And we have to be naked for that?!" Deku shrieked.

"No," Katsuki said "but we have to do this shit more thoroughly for it to work."

He grabbed the human by the shoulders and forced him to look up. "Cape off." He said, in a very different tone, that Izuku was not used to, yet still so demanding. Deku sighed, and shook off the cape.

Well better do.. whatever is this, than being eaten up alive by hell creatures.

"Do you trust me Deku?"

Kacchan didn't speak, his voice was like his own thoughts, surrounding him everywhere inside his mind.

An uncomfortable burning feeling started to claw at his chest. Izuku didn't know what it was, but it wanted to resist whatever they were doing.

"Not really," Izuku answered. For as far as knows he's nothing to Katsuki but a mere mortal to play with and to humiliate at his own entertainment. Maybe once, they had something more special, a friendship he dares to think. But it was gone long ago.

Bakugou smiled wickedly "Guess you ain't that stupid then." He said pushing Izuku backwards, causing the greenette to fall into the bed. Which was surprisingly soft. Izuku was used to sleeping on a bed made of straw, or even simply on the ground when he didn't have a shelter throughout his adventures. So it was a nice change.

The situation however was anything but.

Izuku swallowed, as Katsuki towered over him the same sinful smirk capturing his lips. The only thing he could hear was the blood rushing to his ears and his heart hasty beating. What was Kacchan planning? Izuku regretted not doing research on the underworld more thoroughly. He wasn't aware if Katsuki was playing some sort of cruel joke on him or if he was actually doing something beneficial.

"No need to get excited," Katsuki murmured, blood red irises fixated on Izuku's neck

"I'm not"

"Sure" Bakugou licked his lips, and leaned forward to bite Izuku's neck.

Hard.

Izuku hissed at the sudden pain, but didn't give Katsuki the satisfaction of hearing him cry out in pain. He felt sharp canines grazing his throat for another moment before he braced himself for another attack.

Is this really necessary? He thought, unconsciously wriggling away from the invading, dangerous mouth that was currently latching onto the sensitive skin behind his ear.

"Stop squirming, you are only making this harder for yourself y'know.." Kacchan practically grumbled into his ear, sending a shiver down Izuku's spine.

"It would help if I was aware of what you're actually doing.." Izuku mumbled back, hypnotized by the close presence of the demon.

"I told you stupid, these are.. protection measures"

Izuku wanted to argue further, but a searing tongue swiped at the surface of his face, and suddenly he felt like he was mauled by an overgrown puppy. He bit his lip to keep the laughter in, but he didn't seem to be masking his entertainment that well, as Katsuki stopped his demonstrations to frown down at him.

"What's so funny, human?"

Izuku shook his head as an answer, a barely contained smile crossing his expression. The non verbal answer irked Bakugou even more as he leaned closer to aggressively rub his face against Deku's.

The door abruptly opened with a loud clang, and the sound of the siren earlier reached the pair.

"I've got the clothes for the hu-"

She stopped in mid-sentence, as her damson eyes landed on Midoriya and Bakugou. She froze with a blank expression on her face, an intriguing type of clothing still in hand.

The mortal blushed furiously, his brain completely beyond mortified as he tried to process the situation. Katsuki rolled his eyes and he got off of Izuku finally, and with long strides he was beside the siren.

"We'll be in the meeting room in five, and for hell's sake knock next time!" He said with usual sass as he took the garments and simply threw them at Deku who caught the items with his head.

"Well I didn't think you'd go down on him as soon as I left the room, geez.." Kyoka seemed to snap out of it, and rolled her eyes. She scrutinized Bakugou one last time as she made her way towards the exit. "Don't be too late, the others are waiting." She added before disappearing once again.

Izuku watched her shut the door close, then he ungainly fumbled to put on the rather.. unique clothes he'd received.

The pants were made of some sort of leather-like material, and it was plain black. Izuku put that on first, happy to be covering his lower half with something. They hugged his form quite well, the green human was surprised that they were pleasant to wear as well. The next piece was quite odd, Izuku wasn't even sure if he should put it on but who knows, maybe he'd violate some unspoken hell-law, or offend the actual owner of these clothes by not wearing them properly. It was basically a shirt, only it was like a fishing net? He has never seen clothes like that before. After that came a simple long sleeved green shaded top, which reached only above his belly, however the fishnet kind of article seemed to cover his stomach, although it was still showing some skin. Then came the boots, which were also a nice shade of emerald.

Izuku was not sure how he looked, but he felt way more comfortable than previously. He turned to glance at Katsuki, maybe to ask him how his appearance was, when he found Kacchan was staring at him already.

When their eyes met, the demon instantly turned the other way. "Let's go, nerd."

They strolled through the hallway, and Izuku could finally take in more of his surroundings now that he wasn't distracted by his nudeness. He walked close to Katsuki as he observed the details of the castle.

The walls were tall, reaching towards the sky in a gothic manner, and the colors seemed out of place. They passed by a few paintings, and Deku noticed that there were always an animal that appeared to be on each of these artworks.

Hyenas…

Izuku's mind flashed back to the moment they arrived, to the courtyard and the fountain.

It definitely has a meaning..

The human mused as they approached an enormous golden door. The door seemed to be just as colorful as the frescoes on the hallway, however the dominant color seemed to be yellow.

Bakugou glanced back at him for a quick second before pushing the door open single-handedly. With a loud creak the entrance opened, making their presence known to the creatures in the room.

The chamber seemed to be just as exquisite as the other part of the palace, decorated with more paintings on the inside. There was a console table, placed in the middle. Around it wooden chairs appeared to be embered with amber velvety material. He couldn't yet make out any more details.

Izuku would be lying if he wasn't anxious. Over a day he managed to sell his soul, swallow hair, be completely naked in front of two people, getting mauled by the 'demon-who-owns-him', and now.. facing the apparent brother of … the 'demon-who-owns-him'. So, yeah, it was a miracle he didn't have a nervous breakdown just yet.

Everything was just.. strange, but he has to get used to it. The decision he made, he'd never regret it. So the best he can do is face the horrors and terrors that was to come with-

"Oi! Bakugou! I haven't seen your grumpy face in decades! What's good, man?" A cheerful voice interrupted his inner turmoil.

He couldn't quite see who spoke, since his vision was blocked by board shoulders and ash blond hair. He got a sense of deja vu, as he continued to stare at the muscled back of Katsuki.

"Dunce face" Katsuki grumbled but he moved out of the way, although grasping Izuku by the wrist tightly. "Would say it's a pleasure, but I ain't the demon of lies" He smirked.

Deku allowed his eyes to wander to the other figures in the room as he was dragged to sit down to one of the alluring chairs.

There was Jirou, the siren he'd aquintanced himself with before. She looked bored, playing with something in her delicate clawed hands. He guessed it was a musical instrument of some sorts, because it made a noise now and then.

Beside her, in the middle, was a man with a black stripe in the middle of his golden locks. Black horns sprouted from his head, although not as large as Katsuki's. His clothing was rather revealing, but it looked like it was made for him. He fit perfectly into the image of the castle, Izuku thought. His features were easy going, and open despite his demonic appearance, he looked.. more human.

There was another blond man, he had a less divulging look and he had a more natural, and serious expression on his face.

Izuku gulped, looking towards Katsuki who looked nonchalantly at the blonde in the middle.

The other blond demon —Izuku was convinced he was the so called prince of Gula, and Katsuki's bother, from the way they'd interacted— suddenly turned his vibrant yellow eyes at him, a smirk gracing his features.

"So.. what do we have here?"