I don't know who the pairing is yet. It will be Bakugou x _

I will establish that.

If you want to see Kachan/Bakugou paired with a certain person, please comment and say so. I will write the pairing with the most comments.

I don't own Boku no Hero Academia

Please excuse typos. It's 3AM and I suck at editing. I will fix them tomorrow. Thanks and enjoy.

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, FOUREYES!"

Iida follows close behind. "It's vital that you eat a balanced lunch. It is the second most important meal of the day!" Bakugou's ears nearly burn from the sound of that overly enthusiastic tone. A hand grips his shoulder and he snatches away on impulse., spinning around. Iida falls to the ground. Bakugou looks down at their class 1-A representative, stomach growling.

"I said get away."

Midoriya is quickly at Iida's side. "Kachan, don't you think you're being a little rough." He looks down at the quirk borrowing pig and then over to the bento box spawled across the floor.

"He's not dead, so I wasn't rough enough." At those words Bakugou stalks away.

"What the hell's his problem this time?"Kaminari asks, helping Iida up. "Why do you even bother with him?"

"Well," Iida answers, adjusting his classes, "I am the class president. It is my job to ensure that everyone is doing their best to achieve. And I've noticed recently that Kachan has not been looking physically well. He has been falling asleep in class much more than usual."

Most of the class stand around and ponder the explanation.

"I haven't really noticed," Jirou mumbles, leaning against the wall.

"He often has his head down during class," Todoroki adds.

"Yes," Iida confirms, "but he's usually awake, listening. He is number 3 in our class. But recently he has been genuinely sleeping-"

"That's right," Uraraka agrees, "I woke him up the other day. He was still there when Aiawa Sensei released us."

"Still man, you gotta watch yourself with him. I think he'd seriously hurt you if you looked at him the wrong way... or right way," Sero shrugs.

"He wouldn't do that," Midoriya defends, stepping in the middle. "Kachan wouldn't go that far. Even though he talks big, he wouldn't hurt any of us."

They all raise their eyebrows at his statement. Asui blinks. "You are aware that he literally tried to kill you on our second day in school, right? ribbit."

Without offering input, Kirishima storms away from the group.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

He doesn't respond.

"It doesn't take away the fact that something is up with Bakugou," Jirou continues. "He's an ass, but even I've noticed. His stomach has been growling like mad for the past few days."

"Really? You can hear it?" Todoroki questions

"Yeah," she admits, twirling her dangling earbuds. "This quirk has a mind of its own sometimes. I hear things that I don't always want to."

"How did you know, Iida?"

"He just hasn't been bringing a lunch."

"Hmm. You'd think we would've at least noticed that," Tokoyami intrudes, rubbing his feathered chin.

"It's not like it's a surprise. I keep my distance with him," Mineta points out. "Anyway, I wonder where Kirishima went. Should we be concerned?"

*with Kirishima*

"Haha," Bakugou chuckles. "You've got some balls on you."

Kirishima has his skin hardened to a point, pinning Bakugou against the wall. A cold winter breeze blows between the two. Kirishima glares down with furrowed red eyebrows while Bakugou smirks. "You've got to learn to calm yourself. Iida out of everyone is the only fucking person who noticed you've been having a hard time." Bakugou's eyebrow twitches and he closes his eyes, smirk vanishing. His hands heat up, but suppresses the urge to knock this red haired bastard clean off of the rooftop. "He made you a lunch! He hounded you to try and be healthy." Kirishima tightens his grip. "He's just trying to help you."

That did it. Bakugou gathers every bit of energy has has, yanking his hands from his pockets and blasts Kirishima a few inches away. The Red Riot falls on his back. He is barely able to recover from his daze before Bakugou snatches him up by the collar and pins him against the railings of the roof. "I DON'T NEED ANYONE'S HELP!"

Kirishima's demeanor has changed. His eyes gaze at Bakugou's smoking, raised fist and then into those piercing red irises.

"Kachan!" Bakugou only reacts slightly to the sound of his unwilling nickname being called behind him. Midoriya stands at the rooftop entrance with the others.

"We're your friends!" Kirishima continues.

Bakugou's attention goes back to him. "SHUT UP!" He doesn't need friends. He never has. Everyone follows him because he's better. He can take care of his damn self and no lowrate wanna be hero can tell him otherwise. He need to show them who they're dealing with. He needs to get stronger. Rock for brains can harden so this shouldn't do too much damage but the Gods know he needs this.

"NO!"

Just as he's about to plant his fist well into Kirishima's jaw, his body becomes light and the swing goes wild. The sensation is different. His limbs are difficult to control, as if he is in water. To make things harder, he can't swim anyways. Gradually, the ground gets farther away as he flails his arms. "What the FUCK! ROUND FACE! PUT ME DOWN."

Uraraka shouts to him, clearly frustrated. "Not until you promise not to hurt Kirishima."

"I'LL KILL HIM!" Bakugou's rage fuels him for all of three seconds before he tires of struggling and simply goes limp, letting the wind carry him.

"Release."

He falls the ground, barely landing on his feet and hands soundly. He takes a few deep breaths, gathering himself. He's exhausted. This weakness is something he's never felt, something he's been trying to hide. This first year a UA, not a single flaw can be revealed. The number one spot will be further and further out of reach if his strength garnishes any holes.

"Kachan?" Uraraka shrinks, walking closer to him. "Are you okay."

He stands, towering tall and strong. His chest hurts, his stomach aches, and his vision is hazy. They can't know. "Get the hell out of my way." At those words he storms away, pushing through them and down the stairs.

The class stand together, concerned.

"He's angry, but this is a different angry than usual." Kirishima informs.

Todoroki still looks through the doorway. "What do you mean?"

"Thank you for saving me, Uraraka, but I didn't need it."

"But he was going to him you."

"He already did and the blast barely effected me. I've fought Bakugou before. I've taken his explosions head on, but this one barely had any power. And then he went to hit me with his fist. He knows I can harden, so it wouldn't have hurt me. I just think that was a hit he really needed to get out. To calm himself."

"Don't blame him," Midoriya begs. Everyone looks his way.

"Do you know what's wrong with him, Deku?"

Midoriya makes eye contact with everyone before lowering his head. "I-I can't tell you."

It's too late to continue and my laptop is going dead.

Tell me which pairing you'd like to see or if you'd just like to keep it a general Bakugou fic.

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