Deku, are you Okay?
It was a cloudy day at UA high school.
Katsuki Bakugo was in the shower. His chest was covered in cuts, bruises, mud, and dirt. This was because had just been beaten up by an older student named Toumau Uta. Several other unidentifiable older guys were also partaking in the fight, not backing down.
Toumau Uta is a junior year hero with curly brown hair and narrow brown eyes. His hair resembles a bunch of splattered mud, symbolizing his quirk. He's rather big and muscular for his age, being two times bigger than Bakugo. He has light peach skin, thin lips, a big round nose, and an angular chin. He often has an angry smirk on his face.
Toumau has had a grudge against Bakugo, even though Bakugo is way younger than him and had less control of his Quirk. He always thought Bakugo's explosion quirk was way more powerful then his mud skin quirk, which gives him the ability to turn his entire body into mud. His younger girlfriend got him hating how rude Bakugo was in the first place.
Toumau was also tired of Bakugo calling his friends "Extras" just because he needed help from them. He's similar to Bakugo, personality wise, always striving to be a perfectionist. Only this time, he tries to learn from his failings instead of trying avoid them.
"I can't believe I lost to a fight against Toumau and his stupid extras... All that punching and scratching had me from every corner. I usually don't loose against them! I don't even get how those wimpy boys actually stood up to my explosions!" Bakugo thought as he watched the red blood spin down the silver drain. He looked angry and regretful.
"Hey..." A familiar voice said. Bakugo got out of the shower and saw Izuku "Deku" Midoriya just standing there smiling creepily, like a clown waiting for a child.
".....PISS OFF!" Bakugo yelled, his eyes glowing bright red.
"....Oh. I'm sorry. I smelt blood and thought you were badly hurt, so I wanted to help." Deku still smiled.
"Can't you see I'm SHOWERING?! I don't need you seeing my nuts while helping me! It's super gay, Deku!" Bakugo screamed trying his best to hide his naked body.
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to disturb you. I just smelt the blood... Mmm... And wanted to help out. Well, bye." Deku said oddly. He walked out of the bathroom.
Bakugo raised an eyebrow. Deku was usually very scared around Bakugo, and didn't want to watch him do anything nude.
Bakugo dried himself with the towel and walked into his dorm room. He cautiously looked behind himself before changing into his uniform.
'Weird... Deku just... vanished.' He thought. He then saw a trail blood leading out the door. Bakugo's eyes widened in shock.
"Did he just...?"
Not willing to hesitate, Bakugo put on his shoes, and ran out the door.
He looked around the boy's dorm area and saw Deku just casually walking, holding a bunch of papers. Feeling crept out, Bakugo ran up to him and asked "Why the heck were you in my bathroom?!"
"Wait, what?!" Deku panicked as he dropped his papers.
"Don't lie to me, Deku! You directly told me "Oh. I'm sorry. I smelled blood and thought you were badly hurt, so I wanted to help." Quote. On. Quote!"
"No I didn't! I was doing my homework and I just got out of my room!"
"Then who else has dark green hair and big stupid freckles?! Plus I found this trail of blood that led right up to you!" Bakugo pointed at the blood on the floor. Izuku looked at the blood and paused for a moment. Someone or something was faking his identity.
"... If it was me, I'm sorry. But Bakugo, I have no clue why I would be bleeding at this moment, or why I would just go into your bathroom." Deku said honestly.
Bakugo paused and calmed down for a bit. There's no way Izuku could be in two places at once! He then walked off. Izuku picked up some of his books and looked at the blood, feeling extremely confused.
"Deku? Are you okay...?" Bakugo turned around and asked.
" ...yeah. I'm fine. I'm just looking for something." Deku said before walking out of site as he followed the blood trail.
"So weird..." Bakugo whispered to himself. He walked back to his room and washed his face. He tried to get that bizare moment out of his mind.
"Stay comfortable, Kacchan." A female voice unsettlingly whispered. Bakugo's eyes widened and he turned around. No one was there. Just a few specks of his own blood.
"...I'm uncomfortable." Bakugo said nervously. No one replied back. He then washed his face more, thinking he was hallucinating. He then turned off the faucet and looked in the mirror. He saw a grumpy young boy with blonde fuzzy hair and red eyes looking back. "Nobody here... Just me." He whispered. He then locked the door, laid down on his bed, and yawned. He slowly closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, hoping to forget all that weirdness.
Bakugo dreamed about sitting on a throne in the middle of an arena. People cheered him on in the crowd and all the students from Hero’s Academy were there. He was clad in his superhero outfit. He felt very nice and enjoyed the crowd cheering, feeding his ego.
“Kacchan! Kacchan! He’s the best! He’s better than all the rest! Yeahhhhh!” Uraraka, Momo, and Toru, and Mina cheered. They were all dressed in U.A. cheerleading uniforms holding yellow pom poms.
The Big 3 clapped their hands smiling wide.
“Yeah! I’m the best!! Wooo!” He cheered as he waved his arms. “I saved everyone!”
“Yeah, you even saved us, you little punk. You should feel real proud.” Toumau Yuta, one of the older boys that beat him up earlier, said. He had a genuine smile on his face as his brown hair strands tickled his cheeks.
“You are, indeed, the number one Hero in this Academy! Good job, Katsuki Bakugo! Not even the Big three aren’t as strong as you!” Almight said as he gave Bakugo a giant trophy.
Bakugo kissed the trophy and Toumau was about to take a picture of Almight and Bakugo. They posed for it when all of a sudden, a blonde girl went up to him. “Hey! Can I have your autograph?!” She asked in a bit of a chilling voice. Bakugo froze in place. She smiled like Midoriya from earlier, causing his heart to sink. Everything started to get creepy.
“Not a chance!” Bakugo slapped the notebook out of her hand. The crowd gasped and Almight jumped, but the girl just kept on smiling.
“But you’re skilled! VERY SKILLED! I’d love a picture of man with lot of skills! I mean just look at your body! Those arms! Those legs! That chest! Every aspect of your body is perfect physique!” The girl slowly melted into a familiar yellow-eyed teenager.
“...wait... It can’t be... Himiko?!” Bakugo screamed. Himiko laughed as the background melted in to a black void. All that praise and glory just melting away. She grabbed Bakugo’s shoulders and gave him a kiss as she bit his bottom lip. She bit is so hard it drew blood. Bakugo closed his eyes and struggled to get out of her grip!
Bakugo then woke up taped to his bed. He was cut up and Himiko bit his bottom lip like in the dream. He was scared to death on the inside, but on the outside, he showed ruthless anger. He struggled and kicked and tried to get out of the duct tape, but it was no use!
“Hey there, Kacchan. I hope you’re feeling comfortable. I used to like Deku-chan for getting himself ever so bloodied up for me... But unlike him, you love getting into fights. It’s fascinating.” Himiko said as she ran a finger down his bare chest. She had a wide smile on her face.
“GET OFF ME YOU FREAKING YANDERE! JUST WAIT UNTIL YOUR BOSS CATCHES YOU HITTING ON HEROES!!” Bakugo yelled trying his hardest not to look scared.
“Honestly, Tomura wouldn’t care! As long as I keep getting information and blood from you, he’ll think I’m plotting to take you out! HAHAHAHAHA!!!” Himiko laughed as she rubbed his member.
“You’re touching me! That’s not considered appropriate behavior!” Bakugo yelled.
“I don’t care. You’re mine.” Himiko whispered.
Bakugo’s swelling bottom lip trembled while his limbs froze in fear. The girl was completely mad. No sense of empathy in her what-so-ever. All she wanted was blood and lust.
He tried giving her a glare but all that fear took over him. Himiko was about to unzip his pants when suddenly, his door creaked open. Himiko took the tape off of Bakugo and quickly went under the bed.
“Hey Bakugo! I heard screaming! What’s wrong?!” His red head friend Kirishima asked as he opened the door. He then stopped in his tracks once he saw Bakugo was cut up on the bed, looking fearful. Bakugo then passed out from the blood loss.
“Oh good lord...” Kirishima covered his mouth with both hands, backing away in fear.
He then ran back down the hallways shouting “RECOVERY GIRL! RECOVERY GIRL!!”
A few hours later... Bakugo woke up in a hospital bed in a mint green gown. He got up halfway and looked at his surroundings. He felt less dizzy than before, and all his cuts were healed, but that didn’t matter to him. He turned on his phone and looked at the time: 11:59. “CRAP CRAP CRAP!! I’m gonna be late!” Bakugo panicked and ran out the room. He ran into Recovery Girl who was stacking some medical bills. “Oh my! Well, looks like you finally woke up, sweetie! I healed all your stab marks but remember to eat lots of iron–”
“No time for that! I need my uniform from the storage closet...now!” Bakugo interrupted the old woman.
“Okay, just remember to sign this pink slip letting them know that you’ve been in my office. I’ll call your parents and tell them about this.” She said rather calmly. Recovery Girl looked through a different pile of papers and got out a small pink slip of paper. He snatched it right out of his hands and thanked her for healing him.
Bakugo changed his clothes in the nurse’s bathroom, signed the pink slip, and ran across the hallways to Shota Aizawa’s classroom.
“You’re late.” Aizawa said as if he didn’t care. He looked a bit angry though.
“It’s because of that damn blonde.” Bakugo growled.
“What damn blonde?” Aizawa asked.
“... I don’t know, Mr. Aizawa.” Bakugo gulped. He felt her terrifying presence, even when she wasn’t there.
“Take a seat. We were going over on how to block a villain’s fighting techniques.” Aizawa explained.
Bakugo sat down next to gravity-defying girl, Ochako Uraraka. She smiled at him and said “Good afternoon!” Her rosy cheeks lighting up. Bakugo ignored her, took a notepad out of his backpack, and wrote what he saw on the chalkboard. Uraraka frowned a bit, but kept her spirits up and asked: “How are you?”
Bakugo finally opened his mouth and whispered: “I’m terrible. Thanks for asking.... Have you ever felt like someone’s stalking you?”
Uraraka’s eyes widened. She was quite shocked one of her classmates was being stalked. “I... uh.... no. Why do you ask?”
“Because I feel like a blonde bitch knows my blood type and stalking me. She’s insane and unpredictable. In my dream, I shouted Himiko at her... But I’m not too sure if that was her name.” Bakugo’s hands trembled and his yellow no. 2 pencil shook in his hand.
“Her full name is Himiko Toga. She’s all out thirsty for blood! It’s scary. If you want to predict her actions, try talking to the fortune teller lady, Madame Haruto. She’s the reason why I’m so optimistic about my future! Here’s her card...” Uraraka reached into her purse and sneakily gave him the card so Shota Aizawa didn’t notice.
Bakugo read the card, still whispering.“Madame Haruto.... The hero that speaks through tarot cards... She’ll predict your future in no time.”
“Thanks, Ochako. This really helps.” Bakugo smirked a little.
“No problem!” The burnette smiled, talking a bit too loud.
“What are you two blabbering about?” Aizawa asked as he walked up to them.
“NOTHING.” The kids simultaneously said as they pretended to write notes.
“You guys can talk after class. We need to take learning seriously.” Aizawa strictly said.
“Yes, Mr. Aizawa.” Uraraka bowed her head.
“Okay Aizawa.” Bakugo vigorously rolled his eyes.
Bakugo was finding it hard to learn, though. There was a giggling coming from behind them. A quiet, but extremely cute giggle. Bakugo turned around and looked at Ichika Chi.
Ichika was a black girl with red hair, black hands, and crimson eyes. She was usually angered by Bakugo’s behavior and often got into fights with him because of this. Despite this, she got along with other people (even though her bipolar causes her to sometimes snap to grumpy mode).
Bakugo seemed to activate her lava quirk, causing her hands to turn into molten lava. What made this relationship even worse, was that she was dating his bully, Toumau.
Behind Bakugo, she was giggling and looking at cute Japanese idols on her phone. Bakugo made his usual angry face and said: “Stop giggling!”
“Screw you!” said Ichika. She then turned her hand into lava and punched him right in the shoulder. The back of Bakugo’s shoulder got burnt. He hissed in pain. He was about to blow her up, until the teacher turned around and asked: “Who said that?”
“Chi did!”
“KitKat did!”
The two stimutamiously said. They were both keen to grass each other up.
“This is my final warning, Katsuki Bakugo.” Aizawa said as he looked more serious. His stare pierced Bakugo’s skull. The blonde gulped and the red head had a cheeky grin on her face.
