This is going to be an angsty ride just warning y'all.

I made this book because recently I was made aware by 'Intelligence Is Not His Forte. Or Is It?' that not everyone knows that after being raped it just as normal wanting to engage in sex to "erase" what happened with being raped as it is not want to be touched. That is a normal reaction! And anyone who has that reaction is not wrong or weird for feeling that way. Saying that, just as you (universal you) should not avoid all contact with everyone you also should not go sex crazy. I hope none of you guys ever will have to deal with what I have written and even though I am writing this to inform know not everything I write will be perfect or accurate.

I will include a list of trigger warnings at the beginning of every chapter but it might spoil details of the chapter (just warning you!).

TW:
-rape
-slight internalized transphobia
-fights
-betrayal of trust
-friendships breaking up
-pregnancy scare

One of Kaminari's favorite pass times is laying his head on Hitoshi's lap while scrolling through random things on his phone. This time he's watching TikTok as his boyfriend reads a Sci Fi novel on his phone about this non binary asexual character who always finds themselves saving the galaxy. He is currently reading the third book in the series and even though Kaminari hasn't read it, he loves hearing Hitoshi ramble about the books.

Nuzzling his head into his boyfriends lap he continues to scroll through TikTok. A smile flutters to his lips as he hearts a video before scrolling down on to another dancing video. The only thing is it's a guy who is dancing. In a skirt.

A frown quickly covers his smile. He isn't sexist and thinks guys shouldn't wear skirts or anything. No, if anything it's quite the opposite. He loves the boys in skirts hashtag and sometimes —see most of the time— wants his own skirt.

"Hitoshi?" he asks his boyfriend while laying his phone face down onto his stomach. Shinsou hums in response and he sees it as a prompt to continue. "Am I bad at being transgender?" he shyly questions.

The purplette quickly pressed the power button on his phone and places it on the bed. Sitting up slightly he says, "What?"

Realizing that it is going to be a serious conversation, Kaminari sits up and turns to face him. "Am I had a being transgender?" he questions again, "Like, I do a lot of girly things all the time. I also don't take my T-shots as much as I should. I really hate wearing my binder and sometimes go days without putting it on. And I still go through my period like girls do and-"

"Kaminari!" Shinsou shouts and successfully cuts him off. "You are not bad at being trans. You are an amazing strong /boy/ and just because you don't do what stereotypical trans men do doesn't make you any less of a boy. Now, where did this even come from?" he asks while laying a hand gently on Kaminari's thigh.

Picking back up his phone, Denki unlocks it. From the corner of his eye he can see Shinsou's hurt expression but, thankfully, the same video is still open on his phone and he shows it to him. "I want that," he admits.

Hitoshi frowns and asks, "What? To know the dance?"

Feeling shy he simply shrugs his shoulders and lays on Hitoshi again. "neverminditdoesn'tmatter," he mumbles while dropping his phone and wrapping his arms around his lovers waist.

"No, no, no," Shinsou says while pushing Denki away so he can look at him in the eyes. "Tell me what it is Kitten."

Looking down he finally says, "The skirt. I want to wear a skirt."

With a rare smile —that always seems less rare when around Kaminari— he says, "Then let's get you a skirt."

That's how he got to where he was now. In the common room wearing one of Uraraka's skirts cause Mina's has bigger hips then him and Jirou's are too small and edgy. It's been a few weeks since he first asked to wear a skirt and now it's part of the new norm for the class.

"But I don't want tooooo," he whines while throwing himself over the couch on to Kirishima's lap. The red head immediately starts playing with his hair as Bakugou points a ladle at him.

The blonde growls, "Get your lazy ass off of shitty hair or at least close your legs! I don't care when you go to the store but by the time I'm done making dinner for all you losers you better have gone and bought the fucking cake!"

With a frown he closes his legs and pulls the skirt towards his knees since it fell down closer to his upper thigh when he plopped onto his friend. Today he is wearing a pale pink skirt with little light green leaves on it and light green tank top that shows a little bit of his binder strap. Even though he doesn't enjoy wearing his binder his dysphoria gets the better of him when he wears a skirt and no binder.

"Fine," he grumbles while crossing his arms, "I'll get Sero's birthday cake."

Seeing it as his win, Bakugou 'tsk''s and walks back into the kitchen to finish making Sero's favorite meal, borracho beans.

"I really don't want to go," he whines and Kirishima hums in sympathy.

With a groan he stands up and walks out the door calling out, "Why doesn't anyone love me!" in a ridiculous accent.

He opens the door while balancing the dark chocolate cake in one hand. Just as he's about to step out though the cake wobbles and he has to let go of the door to catch the cake. Realizing his mistake a second too late he prepares for the door to hit his head and closes his eyes. ...only for it to not? He opens his eyes again and searches for why when he sees a tall teenage boy with black hair styled like Mydoryia's. "Thank you!" he says a little too relived.

The boy chuckles and he hold the door open until both of them are outside again. "No problem," he responds with a chuckle.

Now that he's not dealing with opening a door and balancing a cake at the same time he stops to look at him and tilts his head sideways. "I feel like I know you from somewhere," he murmurs out loud.

He smirks and says, "Shindo Yo, we met at the licensing exam."

Kaminari's eyes light up with recognition. "Shindo! I remember you! You are the Mydoryia look-a-like!" he cheerily says as he starts to walk back towards the dorms.

Yo nods his head and follows. "That's me."

Kaminari shakes his head with a cheeky grin, "Aw man! I can't believe I forgot your name! My boyfriends name is even similar too!!"

"Boyfriend?" he asks.

The electric user grin grows, "/Shinsou/ Hitoshi, brainwashing quirk. Man, do I love him"

Yo looks off to the side of the street as if trying to recal something. "Right. Now, if memory serves me correct you are Kaminari Daidai, right?" he asks the boy.

Denki winces and quickly shakes his head. "My name is Denki not Daidai. Bro, I haaate my dead name," he clarifies.

Taking a turn they start to walk through a bad off neighborhood for a short cut back to the school. "Dead name?" Shindo asks, "As in you are trans?"

"Yep!" he admits shamelessly. The boy never saw the point in trying to hide the fact he was trans. It saves him the trouble of subs calling out his dead name in class and everyone wondering and asking who that is —kinda like the hero licensing exam.

Giving him a once over Shindo snarls, "But you are wearing a skirt."

The blonde freezes for a second before continuing quickly. "Yeah but clothing have no gender dude," he corrects.

Yo purses his lips before nodding, "Right, sorry."

"Don't worry about it!" Kaminari exclaims with a grin. He swings an arm around the teens shoulder and they walk in silence for a second.

"You're heading back to UA right?" the black haired boy asks. Denki nods his head. "Then follow me. I know a short cut," he says and the blonde does.

Walking towards one of the abandoned houses he opens the door then shuts it behind him. A shiver crawls up Kaminari's spine but he ignores it. Nothing bad is happening it's just a creepy house. Shindo walks up the stairs and so does he. Yo leads the boy to a room with nothing but an old bed and torn curtains. The later holds the door open and Kaminari walks in. Panic attacks his chest —/heneedstogetout/— and -/something'snotright/- turns around to see Shindo locking the door.

"You made it all too easy," he complains, "I was hoping that you would be more of a challenge since you are a hero in training after all."

The cake in his hands falls to the floor with a thud. "What the FUCK?!" Kaminari shouts in distress. He runs up to try to open the door and /get the fuck out of there/ but Shindo gets in his way. "F-Fucking MOVE!" he demands.

"Shut up." Shindo glares at him and grabs his arm. Holding on to him tightly he yanks him away from the door and towards the bed. A panicked noise leaves Denki's lips as he pulls at the tight grip that is bruising his skin right above his elbow.

Tears stream down Denki's cheeks. "Let go!" he wails in fear. The teenager does but only to throw the boy onto the bed. Kaminari crawls as far away as he can from Shindo while sobbing uncontrollably.

With an angry growl Shindo attempts to crawl on top of him but the blonde doesn't make it easy. He flails his arms and legs while screaming bloodily murder. The thought of using his quirk just passes his mind before his attacker slaps him. "Stop moving around and hitting me you bitch! I thought you were suppose to be a hero yet you keep trying to hurt me. If you treat me, another hero in training, like this I don't want to see how you'll treat civilians."

Kaminari stops trying to defend himself as he sobs out, "I-I'm s..sor-rry!"

"That's more like it," Shindo claims as he forces Kaminari's hands above his head and uses the old and torn bedsheets to tie them to the headboard of the bed. "Now just sit back at relax as I fuck you into morning," he smirks.

"You're welcome," is the last thing Yo said to Kaminari before walking out of the room.

Kaminari weakly pulls at the sheets tired to his wrist until they tear away from the headboard. He takes a second to breathe before sitting up. He feels something start to pour out of him and the only thing keeping him from throwing up is the hand he quickly slapped over his mouth. He stands up and gets dressed as the boarded up windows filter in a little bit of light. The teen stayed true to his promise. He forced him to continue going till morning.

After a little bit, he dressed in everything but his torn binder. Shindo didn't want to take the time to take it off properly so he just ripped it off of him. Kaminari just supposes he is lucky that he didn't rip his tank top and instead just let it awkwardly stay on his arms.

As he walks out of the house Kaminari throws away the binder in an overflowing waste bin by the front door.

"Where the fuck were you Pikachu?!" Bakugou shouts at him.

Kaminari just shrugs his shoulders and pulls the jacket he put on as soon as he entered the dorms closer to him. He doesn't want anyone to see the bruises and hickeys if he can help it.

An explosion leaves the hot heads palms, "That's not fucking answer!"

Kaminari shifts his glaze from a random smudge on the wall to his shoes. "I was out," he says simply.

Bakugou opens his mouth to scream something else at him before someone alerted from all the yelling came into the room. "Denki!" Shinsou gasps before running up to the blonde and wrapping him in a hug. After a second he pulls away and gives him a once over while keeping his hands on the blondes shoulders. If he looked closer he would have seen the slight budge in Kaminari's lose tank top that showed off his breasts or the blood on his skirt. (He is really lucky that Yo's slap didn't leave a mark. Or he isn't, he doesn't know yet.) "Why were you out so long? Are you okay?!" he asks worriedly.

Kaminari physically shrugs Hitoshi's hands off his shoulders. "I'm fine," he says in a monotone voice that sounds nothing like his own. "I'm going to bed."

"Like hell you are! You are going to tell us where you fucking were last night! Right now!!" Bakugou screams at him.

Kaminari does not say anything and walks upstairs and to his room.

For the next week Kaminari seems normal with a bright smile on his lips. But he isn't. He doesn't jokingly flirt around like he use to and wears his least favorite binder more then he use to. He also returned all of Uraraka's skirts and when asked what he is going to wear when he's in the mood for a skirt he responded with, "I don't really like skirts as much anymore but if I really want one I'll just ask."

To add on to the change in dynamic in the class, a good amount of the people in the class are mad at him. Iida, Bakugou, and Mina are all mad at him because he still refuses to tell them where he was past curfew. Yaomomo, Tsu, and Sero are mad at him for not coming to Sero's birthday party. And people like Jirou, Hakagure, and Tokoyami are mad at him for disturbing the peace in the class. The only person who still goes out of their way to talk to him is his boyfriend Hitoshi even though he is mad and worried about all three of those things.

That's how he got where he is now. Sitting at a separate table then the rest of the Bakusquad for lunch.

"Move over Denki," Shinsou said while holding up his plate. Kaminari grabbed his plate and slid it down giving his boyfriend room to sit down and place down his food.

As soon as Hitoshi did sit though, Denki quickly straddled his lap with a cheeky grin. He leaned against the teen and placed a kiss against his lips. The purplette hummed as he pulled away but he kept going. He moved his kisses from Hitoshi's lips down his cheeks and to the spot right bellow his jaw. Biting down softly he started to lick and suck that spot as the other drew in a shaky gasp.

"Denki," he pants, "we are in school." Kaminari didn't respond and moved on from the spot bellow his jaw to the sweet spot near his ear. He ground his hips harshly into the others. "Denki," he warned.

With a whine Kaminari pulled away. The pit in his stomach still needing to be filled that screamed, /if I do it by choice I won't be as disgusting/. "Fine," he pouted while climbing off his boyfriends lap, "but you better make out with me when we get back to the dorms."

Hitoshi shook his head with a sigh but agreed non the less.

From across the cafeteria the Bakusquad, who had a complete view of what just happened, frowned. "Stupid fucking horny Dunce Face. If he keeps acting this desperate for attention Eye Bags should just dump him," Bakugou griped before stabbing a piece of meat with his chopsticks.

Mina and Sero made eye contact but Sero quickly looked back at his lunch tray. Even though what Bakugou said was completely uncalled for he wasn't going to feel sorry for his best friend because, what type of best, /ANY/ friend, skips out on their birthday party when they both live in the same house?

The milk he had just pulled out to fulfill his midnight cravings fell to the floor as he rushed to the trash can. He gagged as he forced the contents in his stomach past his lips. After a while the throwing up turned to dry heaving as sweat trickled down his back. Taking deep breaths he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and attempted to stand up. His knees buckled and before he knew it he was on the floor and had pulled the trash can down with him.

...but the floor felt to cold against his burning body so he adjusted himself so he could be laying down with his cheek pressed against the floor. He let his eyes flutter shut as he took in the feeling. It wasn't long after that before he passed out in the middle of the kitchen floor.

Around two hours later at 3:27 Bakugou walked downstairs for a glass of water. He did not expect for the refrigerator door to be wide open, or a milk jug open and spilled all over the floor. He didn't think he would see the trash can knocked over with the view of vomit inside of it. And most of all he did not expect to see Kaminari curled up in a ball on the floor in the middle of of of it.

With widened eyes he carefully walked over to the fridge since it was the closest to him and shut the door. He picked up the milk jug off the floor and placed it on the counter. He grabbed some paper towels and made quick work of cleaning up the milk. Then he lifted up the trash can and put the napkins in there. The teen glanced at the boy who layed on the floor with furrowed brows. Taking a deep breath he called out, "Oi! Idiot! Wake up!"

Kaminari shifted on the floor and after a second he was sitting up while whipping at his eyes. "Bakugou?" he asked with a sleep heavy voice, "Am I dreaming again?"

With a sigh the blonde crouched down. "No. You're not. Get up," he demanded with a flat tone.

The electric user weakly did as he asked and grabbed onto his shoulder to help steady himself. Bakugou didn't even feel like yelling at him for how pitiful he was acting. "I don't feel good Bakugou," Denki whined. "My stomach hurts and so does my head. The lights are too bright. And I feel dizzy. Is it hot in here or is that just me?" he went on while leaning against the hot heads side for support.

"Oi, stop talking," Bakugou demanded while bring up a hand to the blondes forehead. Truth be told Katsuki was freezing, the lights weren't even on, and Kaminari has a raging fever. "We need to get you to bed," he announced.

Kaminari nodded with a weak smile. "Goodnight Baku-mom," he mumbled and promptly fell asleep while standing up. Bakugou didn't even think about complaining about the nickname as he cared the boy all the way upstairs to his room.

Kaminari woke up feeling more disoriented and sick then he had ever felt in his entire life. So it was not shocking for the first thing he did was hug his stomach and start crying about how much it hurts.

"God damn it Pikachu," Bakugou grumbled from where he apparently was sitting inside his room. "It's like you're on your period or something." Katsuki did not mean it rudely. He was not trying to make Kaminari's dysphoria act up. It just was one of those insults that became common when they shouldn't be.

But the absolute devastated look that fell on to Denki's face made him wish he never said it.

The sick boy quickly got out of his bed and rush to his calendar in distress. Bakugou was prepared to yell at him to sit back down because he didn't stay up all night to keep an eye on his idiotic self for him to just disregard his health when he said, "I'm late." He said it in the most devastated voice Bakugou had ever heard.

Tears spring out of his eyes as he feel to the floor. "No! No, no, no!" he screamed in distress as that night came back to him full force. "I-I can't.. NO!"

That's when a false sense of understanding fell on to him. Dunce Face had been sucking off Eye Bag's face every living chance in front of people so who said that they were fucking behind closed doors. "Y-You idiot!" he couldn't help but screech. "Get up! /Now!/" he demanded while grabbing Kaminari's arm and forcing him to stand.

The blonde didn't stop sobbing as Katsuki dragged him all the way to the nurses office. Even though it was a weekend Recovery Girl was still in her office although she did seem surprised to see them.

"H-Hello, what's wrong?" she asked as she took not of Kaminari's crying form.

The aggressive blonde forced him on to the bed and turned to the nurse. "He needs a fucking pregnancy test," he flat out said without feeling the need to beat around the bush. Her eyes widened then dimmed with understanding. She passed him the test and directed him to the bathroom.

It came back negative.

Shinsou did not know why his father seemed furious with him or why he had to be brought to the principles office for a 'talk' all he knew was it had something to do with Denki. "Is something wrong? Is Denki hurt?" he asked immediately worried.

"He's fine right now but after I'm done with both of you he won't be," Aizawa seethed through gritted teeth.

The purplette moved to ask why but the door to the principles office was being thrown open and he was roughly shoved inside. Principle Nezu, and his Papa sat next to each other with as equally threatening looks as his Dad. His boyfriend sat hunched over in a chair with tears streaming down his face and clearly not feeling well. Without a second thought he crouched in front of him with a worried expression. He moved to wipe away some tears but the blonde quickly looked away and buried his head into the chair to cry some more. Trying not to scream due to his overwhelming emotions he sat in the seat right next to him and just rested a hand on his shoulder to let the boy know he was there for him.

"Now that we are all here lets begin," Nezu said with a rare frown on his face. "As you should know having sex is against the school rules and results in suspended, correct?"

A distressed noice leaves Denki's mouth besides him and his crying picks up a bit. A confused frown covers his lips and he retorts the principles obvious accusation saying, "Good thing we haven't gone that far."

His Dad looks at him with the harshest glare he has ever seen him give. "Cut the crap Hitoshi, Kaminari went to Recovery Girl's to get a pregnancy test,"

Shinsou's eyes couldn't have widened move as he wiped his head over to his boyfriend. "What?!" he cried out in shock, fear, and so many other emotions mixed together. This has to be a joke. One of Denki's pranks. That's the only explanation.

"I-I'm s..sorr-ry!" he cried out through his sobs. "I..I to-old him n..n-no, but h..he didn-n't ca..are!"

And just like that;

Hitoshi felt his heart break,

Aizawa felt his world shatter,

Yamada felt the air leave his lungs,

and Nezu felt his soul get crushed.