A/N: So as I said, I'm bringing you guys a little extra chapter for this series, roughly 2 months after the events of chapter 8!

~EXTRA~

"Bakugou-kun!" Hearing his name being called, the explosive teen whipped his head at the source of her familiar voice with a sharp movement as his red eyes narrowed slightly. He only tucked both of his hands into the pockets of his baggy pants as a response as he stared at her stepping closer, wearing her usual wide and cheerful grin on her face.

"You're late." He muttered, watching her closely.

Ochako halted, smiling sheepishly up at him.

"Ah, sorry.. I had to stop by the teachers' office for a bit and it took a lot longer than I thought.." She quickly explained, raising a hand to rub the back of her head as she realized it was now almost 40 minutes past their last period of that day.

He said nothing.

Staring up at him for a few more moments in silence, the gravity manipulator's expression turned amused.

"Were you lonely?" She teased, moving her hand to cover her mouth to block a light giggle.

Bakugou's red eyes shot open at her words, then, his expression turned into a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

"What the fuck did you say?!" He raised his voice in annoyance, sending his right hand up to pinch her small nose and making her yelp.

Ochako quickly grabbed his hand with her two palms, her brown eyes squeezed shut at the sudden act.

"Ow! Okay, okay!" She cried out, successfully managing to lower his hand from her face.

But after noticing his guard was surprisingly down, she sent her own hand up in a quick attempt for revenge, only for the explosive teen to grab her wrist and stop her midway, then pull her closer towards him until their faces were only inches apart from each other.

"That was pathetic! Is that all you got?" He mocked her, smiling down viciously at her direction.

But the gravity manipulator quickly took advantage of the situation and entwined her fingers with his left hand still in her grip, easily activating her quirk on him and making him float before her as her expression turned pleased.

"Not really." She mused, winking up at him.

Bakugou's expression turned into pure shock as he realized he forgot all about the opportunity he accidentally gave her, his entire face turning red with embarrassment.

"Put me the fuck down!" He yelled, squirming in mid air.

Ochako cancelled her quirk at his angry request, understanding herself that torturing him like that for too long would simply be pointless, and she let him down to his feet while still holding onto his left hand. But knowing he's definitely gonna continue with his raging due the fact that he hated others using their quirks on him, she moved forward in his direction as soon as his feet touched the ground before her.

"What the fuck did I tell you about-" he started complaining, the end of his sentence turning inaudible at the sudden feel of her arms wrapped around him under his hands and her body pressed against his in a tight hug, her sweet smell filling up his nostrils and her softness rendering him useless while also purging every angry thought he had in him in a mere second.

"I've missed you too." She said softly, squeezing him tighter, "Sorry that you waited for so long."

He blushed all the way up to his ears at her sudden actions, quickly raising his hands to grab her shoulders and move her away.

"I get it, I'm not angry. Fuck." He spat, stepping backwards while sending his arm to hide the new redness in his face.

Ochako smiled.

She now knew him well enough to understand almost exactly what was bothering him, even when he has yet to admit it to himself.

"Let's go back to the dorms?" She suggested, walking past him.

He simply tucked both of his hands back into the pockets of his baggy pants and followed her.

It's been almost 2 months since they both started dating.

The fact didn't really come to anyone as a complete shock, though the circumstances were surprising to the rest of Class 1-A and the neighboring ones, as well as even the teachers. They were the highlight of everyone's conversations and the subject for their reckless teasing for a short while, causing the gravity manipulator to become a bit embarrassed while the explosive teen only turned angrier, but soon, everyone got used to the idea of them together and moved on to talk about the next big gossip, leaving the couple to it's own private business until they eventually sunk back to being part of the norm, along with everyone else.

However, there was one dedicated class B student, who wasn't going to let the special nickname he invented for them both to be so easily forgotten.

"Ohh! If it isn't Class A's Yin-Yang duo!" He exclaimed, a mocking grin plastered on his face and his voice loud and filled with fake confidence as he crossed paths with them on his way back to the dorms as well.

Bakugou's expression immediately turned irritated at the sound of his voice.

"Looks like you wanna goddamn die, bastard!" He shot at him, raising his hand as crackles of explosions started emitting from it, "Want me to grant your fucking wish?!"

Ochako's expression simply turned troubled as she successfully found and locked gaze with Kendou walking beside her loud classmate, knowing that she could count on her to take care of his sudden pestering.

"Hey!" The red-head called as soon as she understood what was happening, then quickly karate-chopped his neck, "Why do you always have to pick fights with their class, Monoma!"

But the class president's expression quickly turned surprised as she realized she hit him a little too hard, and that he was now completely out-cold.

"Ahh, crap." She sighed, realizing that once again, she would have to drag him back to the Class B dorms.

"What a fucking weak-ass piece of shit." Bakugou muttered, cancelling his quirk and lowering his hand back to his side.

Ochako let out a relieved breath as they both watched Kendou drag his lifeless body away, then raised her gaze to the explosive teen standing next to her.

"Does he really bother you that much?" She asked, eyeing him curiously.

His expression turned slightly confused at her question.

"I don't give a shit about what that asshat says." He replied.

Completely quiet, Ochako watched him as he continued moving towards the entrance of their dorms, only to suddenly stop, then turn around at her direction.

"It bothers you, doesn't it?" He asked, his red eyes fixed at anything but her.

Ochako's expression turned surprised at his words, then, she only giggled, quickly catching up to him.

"Oi, wait a second." He called to her just before they each separated into their own wing's elevator.

She watched him step closer, raising a hand to ruffle his ash-blonde hair as his expression turned irritated.

But instead of talking, he kept quiet for a few more moments.

"What is it?" She encouraged, giving him a confused look.

Bakugou breathed deep, eventually lowering his hand back to his side and clenching it into a fist.

"My mom.." He started, averting his gaze away and gritting his teeth, "She wants me to fucking invite you over this weekend."

Ochako's brown eyes widened at his words.

Apparently she started getting worried for nothing, thinking for a moment that something serious was actually worrying him there.

"Oh.." She said, suddenly feeling a lot more relieved, "Sure."

But her carefree response suddenly made him jump, and he quickly shifted his gaze back to her.

"How the fuck are you so calm?" He asked, his red eyes narrowing down at her.

The gravity manipulator blinked.

"Shouldn't I be?" She started, scratching her head, her rosy cheeks gradually turning redder and redder, "I mean, my parents.. already asked me about you, too.."

Swallowing hard at her sudden words, he quickly shifted his gaze away from her once again as neither of them said anything for the longest time.

"I'll tell that old hag that you're coming, then." He confirmed.

"Uraraka."

"Hm?"

Bakuogu eyed her seriously as they both stood before the gate to his house, the chilly fall wind flowing through their hair and comfortably contrasting the heat emitting from the sun above them.

"Before we go in there, remember this one thing –" He started, his expression turning into a mixture of irritation and slight worry, "Don't believe anything my damn mom says. You got that?"

The gravity manipulator's brow furrowed in confusion as she lifted her gaze to him.

"Um, okay, but why?" She asked him.

But the explosive teen didn't answer for the longest time.

"Just fucking trust me on this." He muttered, his cheeks hinted with a tint of red as he raised his head back to stare at the door before them, grabbing her wrist with a swift motion and pulling her after him as he started stepping forward.

Surprised by his sudden actions, she swallowed hard as she could only follow in his footsteps.

At that moment she realized she never even thought about his mom before.

What was she like?

How does she look like?

Will she even.. like her?

All these thoughts suddenly came crushing into her mind, making her a bit nervous as she simply watched the explosive teen next to her insert the key into the door and twist it.

And just before he opened it before them, her gaze fell down to her feet as she stared at her outfit, making herself wonder whether or not the short jeans, loose shirt and open hoodie she was wearing was enough, or would it have been better if she maybe dressed a bit more formally for this occasion?

"You look fine." She suddenly heard him whisper to her, his gaze still fixed at anything but her, "We don't care about retarded shit like that here."

She blinked at his honest words and the fact that he basically read her mind.

Then, she smiled wide up at him, feeling as if all of her possible worries disappeared at that moment.

When opening the door, Ochako came face to face with a woman who looks exactly like the explosive teen standing next her, only with slightly longer hair and of course, feminine features, however, the gravity manipulator was certain that no one on this planet could mistake them from being mother and son, making her expression turn surprised at the amazing resemblance.

"Hey! You must be Ochako Uraraka!" She suddenly called to her, completely ignoring her son as she casually sent her right hand forward, "I'm this lil' shit's mother, nice to meet you, sweetie!"

Ochako smiled back, realizing that they really are exactly the same, accepting the gesture while also performing a light bow.

"Ah, nice to meet you and sorry for intruding." She said politely, a faint blush spreading in her cheeks, quickly noticing his dad was also present, peering over his wife's shoulder.

"Ohh! The rumored Uraraka-san wasn't it?" He said, staring down at her.

Bakugou's expression turned angrier by the moment.

"Don't fucking swarm her! Move back and let us in, damn it!" He snarled at them.

"Is that a way to act in front of your cute girlfriend, you brat?!" The tall woman shot down at him, moving back and allowing them both inside the house as her expression turned into pure anger, "You even went as far as to make us promise to behave so that she won't think you're weird or something and in the end you're the one who's acting like a fucking punk!"

Both teens' faces turned bright red at her words.

"Shut the fuck up, old hag!" He yelled, the blush going all the way up to his ears, "Stop lying or I'll beat the shit outta you!"

Reaching for Ochako's wrist one more time and grabbing it, the explosive teen pulled her after him as he started going up the stairs.

"We're going to my fucking room." He muttered down at her, irritated.

Both parents simply watched as they climbed up the stairs, eventually disappearing from view into the second floor of the house, then, quietly exchanged looks with each other.

"I see, it all makes sense now." The tall woman whispered, smiling wide at her husband as her expression turned mischievous.

But his expression only turned confused at her words.

"What makes sense?" He asked, genuinely interested.

She shot him with a surprised look.

"You don't recognize her, hon?" She asked him, her eyes wide, "That's the girl Katsuki fought against back at the sports festival." She then turned on her heel and stepped to the kitchen, shaking her head at her husband's obliviousness to the situation, "No wonder he couldn't keep his mouth shut about 'The roundface gravity girl.' When he came back home."

Slamming the door behind them, Bakuogu let out an irritated sigh, then turned his attention back to the gravity manipulator standing beside him.

"I told you." He spat, ruffling his ash-blonde hair, "My parents are fucking annoying as shit."

But Ochako's expression only turned amused at his words.

"That was pretty funny, though." She said, raising a hand to her mouth as she giggled, "Did you really tell them to behave-"

He quickly cut into her question, stepping closer to her.

"I also fucking told you not to believe anything that old hag says!" He protested down at her, the blush hot in his cheeks and his expression a mixture of anger and frustration.

She blushed equally red at his sudden closeness, blinking up at him.

"I like your parents so far, though." She admitted softly, "They seem like fun people."

He only narrowed his eyes down at her, neither of them saying anything for a few moments.

Then, he stepped back to the door.

"I'm gonna go get drinks or some shit. Wait here and sit wherever you want." Twisting the knob and opening it, the explosive teen simply stepped outside, then closed it behind him, the sound of his footsteps down the hallway gradually fading as he moved forward on his way back to the first floor.

Now completely alone, Ochako looked all around her.

She noticed Bakugou's room barely had anything in it, probably due to the fact that everything he really needed was in his new one in back in the dorms. Moving around, she also took notice that it even smells different from his new one; a combination of soft lime and maybe a bit of sweat, basically just like him.

Smiling to herself, she knew that was her most favorite smell.

Continuing on her way through his room, she inspected everything around her – from the tattered All Might posters on his wall to dusty notebooks and old photos of him on the almost emptied-out shelf, all the way to his desk which supported an old looking computer and even a few small, half broken All-Might figurines.

She wondered why he decided to leave all the All Might merchandise behind like that and not take it with him to his dorm room like Deku did.

Done with her inspection, Ochako stepped to the center of his room and sat on the edge of his bed, noticing the window above it, which had a nice view to the garden outside, as well as to a part of the street which they came from.

Her attention was suddenly shifted to the door it clicked open, revealing the explosive teen appearing behind it, holding a tray with two glasses, two types of juice, and a big bowl of snacks.

He said nothing as he stepped forward, lowering everything he was holding onto the small coffee table in the middle of his room, then quickly walked back to close the door behind him, turning back to face her as they locked gazes.

Bakugou stayed in his place for a few moments in silence, simply watching her sitting on his bed.

"Thank you." She said, reaching forward to grab something out of the bowl.

He averted his red eyes away from her.

Then, he simply stepped forward to sit on the carpet next to where she was with his back leaned against the bed behind him.

"That old hag wants you to stay for dinner." He muttered, reaching for the juice carton and pouring the liquid into one of the glasses.

Ochako stayed quiet for a few moments.

"Okay." She confirmed, taking a bite.

Neither of them said anything for a few moments.

She couldn't see his face from how they were positioned, so she could only stare down at his spiky blond hair as he sat beside her lags on the carpet, occasionally lifting the glass in his hand to take a sip of the colorful juice.

"Bakugou-kun." She started, watching him closely.

She saw his shoulders tense a bit at the sound of his name.

"What?" He asked, still not facing her.

She breathed deep, a soft smile spreading on her face.

"I kinda wanna try calling you by your first name."

Processing her words in silence, the explosive teen simply raised the glass in his hand up and took another sip.

Then, he put the drink back on the table before him.

"Go ahead." He shot to the air, still not letting her see his expression.

Ochako breathed deep at his approval.

But for some reason, she suddenly felt as if her words weighted a ton. She lifted a nervous hand to her chest, feeling her heart starting to race as the silence between them only got heavier, the blush easily finding its way onto her cheeks, making her swallow hard.

This odd feeling was a first for her.

Why was this happening all of a sudden?

She only needed to say his name. And she's the one who offered doing it, after all.

Biting her lower lip, she let out a soft breath, then leaned forward and finally opened her mouth;

"..Katsuki."

Her voice ended up soft and hesitant, not anything like she planned, making her lift a hand to tuck a strand of brown hair behind her ear as the blush spread all the way up to her ears.

Her eyes quickly moved to the back of his head, once again searching for some kind of a clue regarding what he was thinking in that particular moment. But he was still facing anywhere but her, making her expression shift into a confused one.

"I didn't hear you." She suddenly heard him say with a low voice, so low it was borderline whispering.

Then, she simply smiled to herself as she noticed the new spreading redness in his ears.

"Katsuki." She repeated his name, this time trough her smile, making it sound a lot higher.

"Again." He muttered.

Ochako moved forward to sit on the edge of his bed, then slid down to sit on the carpet right next to him.

She stared up at his blushing face as she could finally see it through the window in the folded arm he rested his head against, his palm in his spiky hair and red eyes fixed on her.

"Katsuki." She whispered.

Both of them simply stared at each other in silence for the longest time.

Then, Ochako smiled softly up at him.

"Your turn." She said, watching him closely.

He said nothing for the longest time.

Then, he only moved his left hand down to slid it under the left side of her face, under her hair, grabbing the back of her head as he pulled her towards him and pressed his lips against hers, feeling her right hand move up to cup his face in response as she quickly returned his kiss.

Moving back, they only stared at eachother's red face for a few moments in silence.

"That's not calling me by my name, you know." She said, raising an eyebrow up at him.

He narrowed his red eyes down at her, quickly averting his gaze away as he let go of her, his expression turning irritated.

"Who the fuck cares." He dismissed entirely, crossing his arms, "I'll call you by your name when I feel like it!"

The gravity manipulator smiled up at him, quickly breaking into a giggle at his words.

He whipped his head back at her direction as soon as he heard her, his expression turning to pure anger.

"The fuck are you laughing at?!" He snarled.

Ochako's smile turned into a large grin.

"I guess it's okay if you're not ready yet." She mused up at him, wearing a smug expression on her face.

But her words only caused his red eyes to shot open as he gritted his teeth down at her.

"FUCK!" He yelled, averting his gaze once again, then sending his hand to ruffle his ash-blonde hair in annoyance.

She only watched him squirm with discomfort as he blushed redder than she had ever seen him, his expression gradually turning more and more frustrated.

"Ochako." He almost whispered, but it was enough for her to hear it.

The sound of her name on his lips was somehow far different from the way he usually called her, making her brown eyes widen as she swallowed hard, then averted her gaze down suddenly feeling impossibly warm.

Neither of them said anything for the longest time.

Then, they heard his mother's voice calling them for dinner.

A/N: And that's it for this series. :)

I feel like Ochako would get along so well with his family and their constant bickering, mostly because she admitted stuff like that actually makes her laugh back when everyone teased the hell outta Bakugou on the bus ride, and his mom would definitely like her since she watched the sports festival on TV like everyone else and she knows that Ochako's powerful both mentally and quirk-wise and could definitely handle him.

Once again, thank you for your kind reviews! I'm super glad you enjoyed it.

See you guys in the future! :)