A/N Hey guys, heres another chapter! Enjoy!

He watched as Uraraka completely ignored him, spun around and slammed the dorm doors behind her.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" He shouted into the empty courtyard. His head went light and his eyes went blurry. Damn it, I've gotta go to bed…

Uraraka heard him yell from the kitchen. She can't say she wanted to go back to school or that she would rather be here. The whole situation was confusing. But she wasn't going to leave until she knew he was on the road to recovery, since she did have a proposal of sorts for him. BUT, I can't ask him until he's better!

Outside, Bakugo reluctantly followed Uraraka. He didn't care anymore, he just needed to go to bed. That's it.

He opened the door and immediately heard noises coming from the kitchen. He already knows Uraraka's not good in the kitchen from that horrid dinner she made for everyone in the dorm one night. A dish as simple as a salad had limits to where something could go wrong, and somehow she had broken all of them. He shuddered as he remembered the taste of her homemade salad dressing. Never again… he thought.

Instead of going to check it out, he scoffed and headed up to his room. Sniffing, he made his way to the fourth floor of the building. He turned right out of the elevators and made his way down the hall. Opening the door, he caught sight of his bed, messy from the morning. He didn't even hesitate to slam the door behind him and leap into his bed.

He was out like a light.

He woke up hours later with a wicked headache, aching throat and clogged sinuses. Guess my cold is officially a cold now… fuck, He thought. He noticed there were pills, a cold bowl of soup and a bottle of water on his bedside table, along with a note. He sat up and grabbed the pills first, popping two in his mouth and chasing them with the water. As the cold stream trickled down his throat it triggered his mucus and a violent cough erupted from his chest, followed by many more. He didn't have time to breath in between each assault on his throat, not to mention his lungs.

He took a breath in his nose, and it worked. He could breathe again. He looked out the window as his chest heaved from the sudden attack. It's already dark… he thought as his attention wandered to the alarm clock on his desk. It read 3:26am.

He sighed, figured as much. He remembered the note on his bedside table. His eyebrow ticked in irritation as he had an inclination of who it was, but he picked it up and read it anyway.

Bakugo,

I ran to the campus store to get you some pills for your cold. Also, the soup will probably be cold when you wake up, sorry about that. There was more in the fridge but one of the others must've gotten to it first. See you tomorrow,

Uraraka

P.S. Get better soon cuz I need to ask you something!

He crumpled the note and tossed it into his waste can. Him, being taken care of, by Uraraka of all people? Of course something had to go wrong at a crucial time in his training. First he gets sick during hero course training and learning about super moves, and now he has a girl who doesn't know how to mind her own business following him around offering her support like he needs it? What kind of person does she think he is? Has he not made it clear?

Putting his tired mind in sleep mode, he collapsed once again onto his bed and pulled the covers over his head. Luckily he hadn't planned on speaking to anyone tomorrow anyway.

"Heeeeey, has anyone seen Bakugo? It's his turn to make breakfast for everyone," Kaminari emerged from the empty kitchen and walked into the living room, where everyone was hanging out before breakfast.

"He's not already cooking?! OH NO WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO FOR BREAKFAST?!" Mineta cried, alerting everyone in the room.

"Quiet Mineta! It's much too early for you to be shouting, we'll have to improvise if we want to eat before classes start," Yaoyorozu, being Yaoyorozu, immediately came up with a plan, "Todoroki,"

Said boy turned to her, "you make breakfast this morning since it was your turn after Bakugo's. When his next shift comes around, he'll cook two days in a row."

"Sure," Todoroki immediately strode into the kitchen and began. With kitchen skills like his, they wouldn't run out of time to eat before they leave for school, due to the inconvenience.

After eating, everyone grabbed their stuff and head out the door. Uraraka glanced back at the dorms and saw, on the fourth floor, someone closing their curtains. She turned her head away and tried to focus on positive, even though he frustrated her yesterday.

"What am I? A charity case for you? Will helping me out while I'm sick make you feel like you've saved the day?!"

She mentally sighed. Of course it would look that way, she never talked to him at all and suddenly, when he's sick, she's worried about him? Maybe to him it looked like pity. It didn't make sense to her either.

As the group walked, Midoriya snuck a glance at Uraraka with a smile on his face. When he noticed she was staring at the ground, not conversing with anyone, his smile fell.

"Hey, Uraraka. Is everything okay?" He approached her, she looked up.

"Hey Deku! Yeah, I'm fine," She said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Midoriya noticed.

"I was wondering where you and Kacchan went yesterday… since you left to-together…" He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. Uraraka's eyes widened. WOAH, is that what it looked like?! She panicked.

"No! I-I mean, I noticed he wasn't feeling well so I took him home… that's it." Uraraka clarified. She definitely didn't want anyone thinking THAT.

Midoriya, however, seemed unconvinced. But for Uraraka's sake, he dropped it. "Okay, see you in class!" He said as he ran to catch up with Iida and Mineta.

Uraraka sighed with relief, but didn't believe he bought her story. She felt uneasy about it but carried on and head into the school.

Her day had been the slowest shed ever experienced. First, Aizawa-sensei is late. Then one of the other teachers forgets to print out the handouts for a class assignment, and asks HER of all people, to go print them. Then there was quirk enhancement training. She floated for a record time of half an hour, nearly half the class. The excessive use of her quirk made her extremely fatigued and nauseous, to the point she was dismissed from class early from all her vomiting. When she tries to go home, it's RAINING. And she doesn't have an umbrella.

So here she is. Tired, Sweaty with a splitting headache and staring into the torrential downpour of rain with remnants of bile in her mouth. She couldn't afford to get sick by recklessly running home in the rain, so what was the smartest move here?

She heard a loud boom in the distance. Followed by another, and another. Through the haze of rainfall she made out a black and grey smoke cloud resonating from the beta grounds. She tapped her foot. She was really curious about it, if she was careful when she got home and warmed up properly… if she went out there, maybe she wouldn't get sick.

She ran out into the rain and relished the cold water on her head. It helped with her headache, but running didn't. After running for minutes towards the smoke, she ended up at the beta ground where they did their first villain vs hero exercise. She looked at the building with giant holes in each floor from Midoriya's punch and smiled, remembering how they won that day.

And Bakugo lost.

She turned her attention to the street, and her eyes widened.

"Bakugo?"

A/N Soooooo... not too much romantic development, but I promise its coming! This was more of a lead-up you could say, things get better next chapter! Leave a review! See you next time!