19: 𝑀𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒
When Iida walked into class after training Kira could Immediately notice that something was different. Probably because he wasn't actually walking, or at least not very well. He stumbled blindly with his hand on Ojiro's shoulder.
He was missing his glasses.
Kira covered her mouth to hide her snort, glancing over at Bakugou to share a laugh. But Bakugou narrowed his eyes at the boy, then his expression changed to shock and worry when Midoriya approached him.
"Where did Foureye's eyes go?" He thought at first. "Deku keeps looking at me- No... No no he isn't about to pull the same damn thing is he?"
Kira caught a glance of a flashback from middle school. Midoriya standing by a deaf boy that had his hands by his ears and a teacher with her arms crossed. Midoriya put a hand on the boy's shoulder and pointed at Bakugou.
"Same thing as last time. There's no way, I would have noticed-" His hand slipped into his pocket and he froze. Kira could only imagine him touching the plastic and glass of the other boy's lenses.
"Has anyone seen my glasses?! I haven't seen them since training! I must have dropped them somewhere!!!" He said, chopping his hands. "PLEASE WATCH YOUR STEP!! I need them to see!!" He pleaded.
'You cheeky bastard.' Kira thought as Midoriya put his hand on Iida's shoulder.
"S-sorry, I-I think I saw Kacchan going through your bags when you were changing out of the training uniform." He whispered.
"I have to get rid of them. They're gonna want to check my pockets- Damn it! How did he get away with the exact same trick?! Stealing Foureye's glasses, just like that Damn deaf kid's hearing aids." Bakugou was sweating and glancing around.
The whole class was standing around their desks, waiting for Aizawa to show up.
"But a few people are already looking at me! And I can't put them anywhere- shit. It's fine I'll just deal with it, they already hate me anyway- WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING?!"
He froze up completely as Kira wrapped her arms around him from behind. His eyes widened in panic and shock, completely unable to compute why she was making this much physical contact with him.
"This is weird, this is weird, this is weird."
He thought. Bakugou wasn't used to any type of positive physical affection. At all.
Neither was Kira really but this was a good cause.
She slipped her hand into the pocket of his blazer and wrapped them around the glasses. Right as he shoved her off. "The hell are you doing?!" He hissed at her. He seemed genuinely pissed this time. But Kira ignored him.
She sat on her desk right as Iida started to march over to Bakugou. With Midoriya right behind him and that one girl, Uraraka close on his heels as well. Poor Uraraka was head over heels for Midoriya and didn't even really seem to notice it herself. She'd do anything for him.
Iida stood in front of them now.
"Bakugou-"
"Hey Iida, how do I look?" Kira asked, she put the glasses on and smiled, leaning back on her desk and kicking her legs. "Found these in the hall. Thought you might be looking for them."
"She-" Bakugou shoved his hand in the pocket checking for the glasses again and looked at her with wide eyes when he found it empty.
"You found my glasses!" Iida said. Squinting his eyes at her. The glasses sat crooked on her nose. "She looks... Cute. She can keep them, I have plenty- wait no, that's right I need them to see."
"What?! no! How did she get them?!" Midoriya thought, clinching his jaw.
"But You didn't find them in the hallway-"
"What do you mean?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Because I found them on the floor by the locker rooms. About to be stepped on. Why do you think you know more about where they were than I do?"
"Shit, if I say anything they'll wonder about how I know. And she KNOWS that. How did she figure out the plan? How did she get the glasses from Kacchan?!"
"Y-you're right. I just could have sworn I saw him with them in the locker rooms. M-my mistake." Midoriya said, bowing his head. Kira hummed in response and then took the glasses off.
She leaned forward and turned them around, setting them on Iida's face. His eyes widened and then his pupils dilated when finally behind the lenses again. He stared at Kira for a second, his cheeks tinted pink. Then he pulled back quickly and bowed his head. "Th-thank you Kokoa!" He said. "S-sorry I suspected you Bakugou, I shouldn't have made assumptions like that!"
Bakugou scoffed. "Yeah whatever, I don't care."
"How did she know I had them? She doesn't think I stole them does she? Would she do this if she thought I was guilty? How did she know exactly where to find them though? And why in God's name did she have to HUG ME to get them?!" Man Bakugou really needed to experience Physical touch more often, he was freaked out over a simple hug.
"Aw! Does Iida have a crush on the new girl?! I mean he told me and Deku they had been friends in middle school but look! He's blushing! Man I wish Deku would look that way at me... Oh what am I thinking? He's my best friend!" Uraraka smiled broadly at Kira.
"Wait, the bad delinquent girl and the nerd boy? That's so cute, I ship! Ooh I should write a fic about them!"
Kira briefly side eyed the boy thinking about writing a fanfiction about them. She actually had never heard the boy speak before. His name was Kouji something, he never spoke out loud but he was CONSTANTLY thinking about something. He did a lot of shipping between his classmates apparently and he was also an avid writer on Wattpad and Ao3, whatever that was.
"Maybe a love triangle between them and Bakugou - Or a throuple!"
She quickly looked away from him. She was mildly uncomfortable. But hey, to each their own. Who was she to judge?
Midoriya stared at them, even as Iida turned away. Bakugou stared back, eyes narrowed into his usual glare. But this time he had a type of... Confidence to his look. Not the fake type that he put on constantly, it was REAL confidence.
"It doesn't matter how she knew or what she knew. She stood up for me. I'm not alone anymore, I'm not as easy for him to pick on anymore. Take that Deku."
Kira smiled and crossed her arms, leaning to whisper to him. "Midoriya did it didn't he?" She asked. He nodded stiffly, then leaned away.
"Why does she have to get so damn close?! I'm trying to think." He pushed her away from him by putting his palm against her forehead and holding her at arms length.
"Ass." Kira mumbled, shoving his arm away.
"You're welcome~." She then teased with a sly tone, leaning closer.
"Yeah whatever. But don't pull shit like that again. It was... Weird." He gave a fake shiver.
Frantically glancing away and trying to hide his face.
"Are you blushing?" She asked him, her tone was quiet but playful.
"THE HELL I'M NOT!!!" He said, turning away from her. "GO AWAY!!"
"NO!" She yelled back, might as well. The class was already tuning their argument out. At least most of them.
"Shut up." He snapped, Crossing his arms.
"Make me." She said with a smirk and narrowed eyes.
"Maybe I fucking will, if she keeps looking at me like that." Bakugou stared her down, jaw clinched. He thought about it for a moment, it wasn't really an intrusive thought either. He actually considered it.
Kira suddenly looked away, after they had stared at each other for just a few moments too long.
"Whatever." He mumbled, sitting down in his seat.
"Yeah whatever." Kira said back, crossing her arms and looking around. Why did he have to do that? Why did it make her heart skip a beat? She put on her headphones when he started to think about it again. Turning the volume all the way up to drown him out.
"Are they dating? This soon?"
Jirou side eyed them, having been the only person to overhear their conversation.
Soon Aizawa came back in and Kira had to take off the headphones. The only one who really noticed them was Jirou who noticed everything apparently. She was using her quirk to listen to what song was playing. Now she was adding it to her playlist.
Sure she was being pretty nosy, but Kira was sued to these types of people. Besides, Kira snooped around in people's heads constantly. She couldn't really judge someone else for listening into conversations and stuff could she?
"Listen up you idiots." Aizawa said with a groan. He had taken off most of his bandages, but he still had one arm in a cast and his head wrapped up. "This Friday as you all might have heard is the sports festival. I want you all to do your best, make sure your forms are filled out by tomorrow."
He said, holding up a piece of paper. "You need a signature confirming your legal guardian is allowing you to participate. Along with your insurance information."
"INSURANCE INFORMATION?!"
The class all thought in shock. Kira did too, looking at Aizawa like he was insane. Though it kinda made sense.
'Shit balls, I'm going to die.'
Kira thought with a sigh. 'Oh well.'
°.•.°•.°•.°
"Scouting the competition? Maybe some of my Peers are. But I'm here to let you know that if you don't bring your very best... I'll steal your spot right from under you."
A boy in the crowd gathered outside of 1A said. His voice was slow and tired. His eye bags and messy purple hair showed he slept just as little as Kira did. Probably less.
"Where did this guy even come from??"
1-A thought, sweating nervously. Bakugou stood in front of the rest of their class, Kira leaning on Aizawa's desk casually not far behind him. Watching the purple haired boy lazily.
Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Who does this guy think he is?!"
"Will you shut it-"
"Hold on." Kira put her hand up. "Let em cook." She said, pointing at Shinso. The boy briefly glanced at her but he didn't linger too long.
"I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here I was forced to choose a different track. Such is life." He ignored Bakugou's 'tch' and continued.
"I didn't cut it the first time around, but now we all have another chance."
"Consider this a declaration of war."
"The sports festival!"
Someone behind her thought. They could prove themselves and move up, even take someone else's spot if they were good enough.
"Like I care, you're all talk. Any of us could beat you in a fight." Bakugou said with a scoff. "Take your stupid ass declaration and shove it! You won't even see the final rounds."
"Bakugou..." Kira said, glaring at his back.
"That chick... She's the only one he seems to care what she says. I'm guessing they're close." The purple haired boy thought. Along with a few other people in the crowd. "She doesn't look like much though, I wonder if she's that new kid I heard about."
"HEY YOU BLONDIE!!! I CAME FROM CLASS ONE B ACROSS THE HALL!! I HEARD YOU FOUGHT SOME VILLAINS!! TURNS OUT YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF BRATS THAT THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN US!" Some other boy yelled, jumping over the rest of the crowd.
"Nah that's just Bakugou." Sero said, pointing at the ash blonde.
"Say something! It's your fault they're all hating on us Bakugou!!" Kirishima yelled. "We didn't do anything!"
Kira gave the redhead a look of pity. The poor boy seemed to really struggle with what people thought of him. He wanted to be everyone's friend and never ruffle any feathers.
Bakugou looked over at him.
"These people don't matter. You won't go anywhere in the festival caring about what they think of you. The only way to beat them is by focusing on just that, winning."
He said, looking at Kirishima with a frown.
"Stop being so concerned about everyone else."
"That... Was actually good advice."
Kirishima said, relaxing slightly.
'How did he know exactly what to say to him? What a chad.' Kira thought with a smile.
"Now move out of my way."
Bakugou walked towards the door, a few students started to part for him. He then suddenly stopped and glanced back. "Are you coming or not newbie?" He asked, ticked off.
Kira smirked and pushed off of the desk. "Of course, but only because you asked so nicely." She said, walking up beside him.
"He did not act nicely."
A/N:
Did the last scene perfectly line up with what happened in the Anime? Nope.
Do I care? Also nope.
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