44: 𝐹𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝐴𝑐𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠
"Fuck nuggets!" Kira yelled, grabbing the side of her face as pain shot through her body. She could hear Bakugou snicker at her and then felt a small wave of mild concern for her.
"Idiot." Bakugou laughed, holding her arm. "Did you just run into a fucking door?!" He asked, laughing at her still.
"Shut up." Kira groaned, hand on her head. Just over her eye there was already a bruise forming. "At least school is over." She mumbled with a pout.
"Let me see." Bakugou said, grabbing the side of her head. Kira lowered her own head and squinted at him. He studied the mild injury for just a second. "We're... Really close to each other right now." He realized. He was cupping her face and tilting it up to view her bruise better.
"What are they doing..."
A small far off stream of thought wondered. Probably from down the hall, Kira just ignored it. Eyes glued to Bakugou's as he studied her.
"I could... I could kiss her-"
"You're fine!" Bakugou said, shoving away.
"Idiot! Walking into a fucking door!" He snapped, looking everywhere but her face while laughing at her. Trying to mask his nervousness.
"Gee thanks." Kira mumbled, glancing away herself, a small nervous feeling bubbling in her gut.
"You should go to the nurse. Get an ice pack or some shit." He said with a scrunched up nose. "Maybe she'll give you a cookie."
"I do like cookies." Kira sighed. "Grab my bag from the classroom would ya? I won't be that long."
"Whatever, just watch where you're fucking watching alright?" He rolled his eyes at her.
"Aye, aye captain." She gave him a mock salute. "Who knew doors were so dangerous? I mean first Naomosa and now me."
Kira walked down the halls while Bakugou walked in the opposite direction towards the classroom.
Towards their classmates.
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Midoriya stared for a beat at the two. Kacchan, his Kacchan was still with her. As usual. He was holding her face because the clumsy bitch had hit herself on an inanimate object.
The way he was holding her. The way he was looking at her. It made Midoriya so angry. He turned and walked to the class again, until he realized something. There were tears running down his face.
He rubbed at them and looked at the back of his hand. These weren't the fake fountain tears he forced out while acting. These were real, hot, stupid tears. He hated his tears.
He hadn't realized he had already entered the classroom. Looking up he saw several eyes on him. Half the class had already left, but there were still several people in there. He thought it would be empty by now.
"Deku!" Uraraka rushed over, seeing that he was crying. "Deku what's wrong? Are you okay?!" "He looks upset about something... What happened?!"
"O-oh yeah I'm fine." He said rubbing his nose. "Shit I gotta think of something... I'm just so mad right now I-" He didn't know if it would work. He didn't know if it was wise. But while Midoriya was fairly smart and overall conniving, he was also emotionally led and very sensitive.
"It's just that I..." He burst into tears. This time they were fake and forced. "I think..."
He sniffled and made sure he was loud enough to grab the attention of everyone.
Iida was there right next to Uraraka, clearly concerned for his friend. Midoriya knew he would be on his side in this story he was crafting. Uraraka too, but she was always on his side.
"What's going on man?" Kirishima asked, just him and Jirou remained from their little group of friends. Midoriya never really knew how to place them. But Kirishima had a strong sense of justice, and a view of what was "manly" and what wasn't. So if Midoriya played his cards right...
"I-I..." Midoriya sniffled and grabbed Iida's arm for dramatic effect. "I think Kacchan hit Kira." He said, rubbing his eyes.
He didn't know why he was doing this, he never really did. He just got mad at Kacchan, at Kira. He wanted to make them pay. He wanted Bakugou to understand how he felt. How he felt when he was a kid, how he had felt when their friendship had changed into the demented relationship they had now.
What it was like to be alone, and scared, and hated.
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Bakugou walked through the halls to his classroom. Kira asked him to grab her bag and he had also left his own things there.
He ran a hand through his hair but then stopped at the door way. Everyone turned and stared at him, their expressions seemed to be shocked and disturbed. In the middle of them all was Deku.
Bakugou narrowed his eyes and looked away. His heart pounded in his chest and he swore he heard a high pitched ringing in his ears. They watched as he walked over to Kira's desk and picked up her bag. Then grabbed his phone from his desk.
He swallowed hard. They were just looking at him. He didn't know what to do. He just wanted to get out of there. He wanted to be away from their prying eyes. What did he do this time?! What did Midoriya say to them?!
"Where's Kira?" The voice that finally broke the painful and tense silence was one of the few people Bakugou respected. Kirishima Ejiro.
Bakugou gave him a glare and a frown. He still didn't understand what was going on. "Why the fuck do you care?! What the hell is going on anyways?! Why are you dumbasses just standing there staring huh?!" He asked, a bead of sweat running down his forehead "Fuck off!!"
Bakugou didn't realize that him not telling them where Kira is was just making this look worse.
"K-kacchan..." Midoriya peeped. He was somewhat fucked behind Iida. Like he was afraid. "I told them what happened... I'm sorry."
Bakugou blinked and the scoffed. "What the actual fuck are you talking about?" He asked, looking around. What did he say? What did he say?! Was it something true something from their past? Or did he make up some bullshit again for attention?
"Kacchan I saw what happened in the Hall..." Deku said innocently.
"Bakugou did you hit Kira?" Iida continued. He looked stiff and genuinely mad, anger creased his brows.
Bakugou stood there. Dumbstruck. Him hitting Kira. The idea was almost laughable. Why the hell would he beat on his only friend?! The one person that cared about him?!
"Why the fuck would I do something like that?!" Bakugou snapped, Rollin his eyes. You're all full of shit. "Do they actually believe that... Should I explain what happened?"
"Where is she bro?"
Bakugou turned to Kirishima. He was looking at him seriously. Like he really wanted to believe Bakugou, but he also wanted all of the facts first. If they had Kira in here surely they could figure it out.
"She's..." Bakugou stared at Kirishima who was patiently waiting. He wanted an answer. An honest one. "She's at the nurse's office." He admitted looking away.
Several students gasped at that. Because it gave even more credit to Midoriya's story.
"Not because of anything I did!!" Bakugou snapped, looking around. "He's fucking lying he's..." He was panicking and frantic. He slammed his hand on his desk and looked at Midoriya. "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"
"I don't know... Maybe it's because I like seeing you so helpless and upset." Midoriya thought as he flinched back dramatically.
"I'm sorry Kacchan but... I can't let you bully Kira like you used to bully me!" He squeaked like he was some type of hero.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!!" Bakugou said, taking a step forward a small explosion going off in his palm.
"Woah hey!" Kirishima grabbed Bakugou and held him back. "I think everyone needs to calm down okay?!" The boy said, holding Bakugou back by his arm. "It's okay bro." He mumbled to the blonde. Who was steaming mad. But once Kirishima was close we could feel that he was literally shaking, and sweating. His eyes were darting around frantically, Kirishima realized the guy was really nervous.
"NO!! HES... FUCK!!! I-" Bakugou couldn't talk right. Couldn't think straight. He was just angry and scared, he hated when he got like this. Kirishimas grip loosened but he didn't let go, just in case Bakugou snapped. But from his perspective, this almost looked like Bakugou was having a panic attack. His breathing was unsteady and his eyes were unfocused. Hands shaking and sweating. He couldn't speak, he could barely think.
"You can't treat her like that! I won't let you!" Iida said, it was muffled but Bakugou caught it. Bakugou didn't know what to do, he was lashing out at everyone and that wasn't helping his case.
"FUCK OFF, YOU DON'T GET TO BE IN THIS CONVERSATION JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE THE HOTS FOR HER!!!" Bakugou snapped. Iida's eyes widened and he took a stiff step backwards.
"I don't... I don't know what you're talking about." He said, face red from embarrassment. "As class representative I have every right to be here. Your behavior is out of control." Iida said, trying to control his embarrassment. Having been called out infront of half his class.
Bakugou regretted his outburst towards Iida but he wouldn't ever apologize. Everything was just spiraling. He didn't know what to do.
"It's like what you did with me!" Izuku squeaked out. He stood in front of Iida like he was trying to be brave and protect him. Always the hero.
"H-he befriends th-the weakest kid in class and isolates them... Then they don't tell anyone when he starts to... Bully them." Midoriya lied and Bakugou scoffed.
"Kira is NOT fucking weak." He said, narrowing his eyes. His jaw was clinched and his fists were so tight his nails were cutting into his palm.
"Why won't you let her be friends with any of us?" Midoriya asked, eyes wide and innocent. Blinking as he stared at Bakugou.
"KIRA CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK SHE WANTS." Bakugou yelled. "Maybe she chooses not too because you're all fucking idiots!!!" His eyes felt hot. "Oh God no... Don't fucking cry Katsuki."
"I just think it's weird that Kira has no friends other than you. I mean she doesn't even have family right? Isn't she an orphan?" Midoriya asked. "I mean n-not to be rude but... She's the weakest person in our class... It would be really easy for you to hurt her and get away with it... I'm just... I'm just so scared for her." Midoriya said, crying again.
A few students started to nod along. Midoriya was making sense, at least a little. Why didn't she hang out with the rest of them? Was Bakugou really isolating her? Did he do that to Midoriya in the past as well?
But then the nodding stopped and everyone froze. Holding their breath. All noticing something that Midoriya hadn't yet picked up on. "I just don't want you to hurt anyone else..." Midoriya whimpered.
No one responded.
Because at the door way, leaning against the door frame with a juice box in one hand and an ice pack in the other...
Was Kira Kokoa.
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