This story was made by me Tatsu-uke and my friend Hathways21 please go check her some of her shit on her profile. Thank you for your time :) 

Sorry this chapter is so long. We just struggled on trying to find out how to make the chapter more interesting and it's pretty long. I promise it's not filler

Uraraka flinched at the sudden consistent tapping. She rubbed her eyes and repeated the same two words that she has been whining this morning. "Stop it," Uraraka begged as she waved her coffee cup around. "You're spilling all that disgusting cold coffee everywhere," Monoma said with a faceless expression. "Eh.. cold coffee is pretty great," Uraraka stated sternly once she grabbed a wet rag to clean up the coffee drips that spilled over the counter. "I swear Monoma if I hear you tapping anymore of those cardboard boxes I will strangle you," Uraraka said with a dignified glare.

"How dramatic," Monoma said tilting his head. "I will never understand girls," Monoma complained. "Being female has nothing to do with having a dramatic personality?! Not all girls have the same fucking personality!" Uraraka blurted. "I was joking, I'm not some ignorant prick," Monoma said as he collapsed on her coach. "So how are doing love?" Monoma asked as he pulled out a book from the coffee table. "Now you're sounding awfully like Mina," Uraraka said as she strolled into the hallway. "I'm a bit..eh off..today I guess,"

"Really!" Monoma gasped dramatically letting his head hang over the edge of the couch. "Oh Romeo, I could've never guessed," Monoma inhaled before laughing hysterically. "Oh shut up," Uraraka said as she looked at the mirror that stood in the hallway. Her cheeks were pale, no they weren't pale, she wasn't dead. She just felt pale? "I'm being serious," she said gloomily. "Are you excited to head off to the dorms in a couple of days?" Monoma asked shifting the subject hoping he would be able to find her solution. "Yes? I don't know," Uraraka said. "Is it because you're worried your roomie is not gonna like you?" Monoma asked as walked up behind her and grabbed her shoulders tenderly. "Yeah of course! But it's more than that, Uraraka said as she shifted her attention from her figure. "Drinking coffee is not gonna solve your problems Ochako," Monoma said. "The open house is today, I was gonna take half of the stuff I'm bringing and planned on bring the rest of my belongings later in the week," Uraraka said with a soft shrug. "So are you nervous?" Monoma questioned as he poked her left cheek. "I suppose," Uraraka said with a soft smile and brushed away at her unruly baby hairs that slithered away from her uptight bun. "Hey your gonna make it, it's not about anything else except you. You're building your future, you're building yourself, this the part in the stories where the young woman, well the main character breaks through walls, crashes into them, and takes in everyone's bullshit. Uraraka it's your come of age story. A side romance if you wanna finally tell me what happened with that Mitsuki's boy," Monoma said. Uraraka smiled warmly. "That's a weird way of thinking of it," Uraraka said. Monoma turned towards her. "It's nice isn't it,"

"It kinda is, it's a nice thought. I mean the come age story, not the romance, get that werewolf and vampire drama out of here," Uraraka tossed. "Edward isn't as great but hey the werewolf pedophilicly (If pedophilicy is a word) falls in love with his crush's daughter." (Please don't hate us for throwing shade at twilight assuming there are Twilight fans reading this. It's a joke :D I mean.. Sarah, what's your wattpad username again? Oh, maplesyrup422 loves twilight, I tease her about. Okay I'm rambling just read the fanfic)

"Eww," Uraraka said as Monoma laughed.

3 hrs later

"Are you sure you have everything; you didn't want to get all your personal belongings today? I mean it probably best to get all the pain over with now," Kaminari asks Uraraka as he slams the trunk. She nods her head sincerely in approval. "Yeah..." She lets out a shaky breath and rubs her fingers deep into her palms. Kaminari eyes brows relax as he puts his hand on her lower back and rubs it soothingly. "Still nervous?" he asks pointing out the obvious as he smothers his lips into her left cheek. "Yeah; I didn't get much sleep either because I kept thinking about it," she says bashfully. "I heard.." Kaminari paused before continuing.

"From Monoma," Kaminari mumbles the last part. He walks her to the building. "What are you even freaking out about," Kaminari asked sweetly with a steady smile on his face, while he acts like carrying three filled to the brim cardboard boxes was a walk in the park. Uraraka huffed taking out her bun and letting her hair roll down her neck. "I don't know," Uraraka said while brushing her fingers through her hair. "I think it's nostalgia or some crap like that," Uraraka thought about saying 'shit' instead of 'crap' but she dismissed it. "You can cuss in front of me you know," Kaminari said with a slick smile. "I know, I know," Uraraka mumbled brushing her fingers over Kamanari's knuckles. Her feet trotting through a couple of fresh puddles from the rain this morning. "It just doesn't feel ladylike," Uraraka protested with her cheeks swelled up.

"I heard you call Mina a dick; I mean I wasn't in the room but hey, I sure heard it." "Oh shut up," Uraraka said as she shoved him a bit. "Can we go back to our actual conversation," Uraraka asked. "Eh, I'll think about it," Kaminari jokingly. "Denki," Uraraka pleaded. "But seriously what are you worried about? You're pretty smart, and compared to me, I'm just a gorgeous idiot,"Kaminari said as he whipped his bright blonde hair.

"Oh please, you're not that gorgeous," Uraraka said with an exquisite smile. Her lips luscious and a serene pink.

"How could you say that," Kaminari said with a puckered lip. Uraraka dismissed it and looked at him with a weak grin. "It's kinda like high school all over again. You're insecure about yourself, and you don't know anybody, have no friends, and then you have to figure out who are the douchebags,"

"The assholes, and the dicks," Kaminari suggested.

"Find out who are the divas and the jerks,"

"The Bitches, the sluts, the fuckers, Kaminari said plainly. "You can cuss you know," Kaminari reminded her. "But Ochako comes on you're independent, young and pretty uh what's a really good word uh.." Kaminari paused

"Extravagant," he said snapping his fingers. "Ohh big words for a big sweet boy," Uraraka teased

"Ochako I mean I don't shouldn't be worried about all that little stuff."

"Shut up," Uraraka said with a frown, but you could see a smile twitch at her lips. Her blush creeping into her cheeks.

"I mean it," Kaminari said with his jaw kept tight and his eyes lingering on her face. Uraraka turned away. "Those types of people don't need your attention; they're all just a waste of your time. A waste of your energy to make a fuss over them." Kaminari said as he brushed his thumb over her cheek, and sloppily kissed her forehead. Uraraka took a deep breath. The cold air stinging her teeth. "Alright," Uraraka said, the butterflies that curled and fluttered in her stomach still were there but weren't heavy as before.

Uraraka gazed at the dormitory. The building stood tall and appeared fragile especially the way the structure was designed with enormous glass windows. The windows seemed to paint the blue sky; the clouds glassy and smooth against the reflection. Uraraka gazed at the building absently as she slammed the trunk. Kaminari glimpsed at Uraraka. He had a soft smile of his face, his lips curved in his tan cheeks. The tan color complimenting his blonde hair. "You'll do fine," Kaminari whispered brightly as he took in the massive building. Uraraka gulped and nodded keeping her eyes closed. Her first thought is that she was exaggerating, and being a bit dramatic. She tried to think of a couple of good things or happy things. Like she could finally get the chance to start over. Like going back to school would feel like a new year was beginning. A new year or a new point to start over. She told herself after high school she would start paying more attention with her unfinished stories that she wanted to finish and publish on ao3. She wanted to expand her fashion style wildly. She wanted to learn how to play the piano. She wanted to try to talk to her co-workers without stuttering or being her awkward self.

Uraraka and Kaminari walked into the building. She tugged at her backpack as she was welcomed by the warm room. People were scattered around the room and talking amongst themselves, and some relaxing in the sitting area and drinking a nice cup of coffee. A big cup of coffee sounding absolutely appetizing at the moment. Uraraka thought it would take the edge off her nerves. Kaminari quickly tugged on Uraraka as they walked down a hallway heading up to room E027.

Yes, indeed the day has come to when Uraraka attends the prestigious UA University. Her entire week has consisted of preparing herself physically and emotionally. As she looked at the door number she felt the weight slid down shoulders, whisking away.

"Welp this should be it," He says. Uraraka stops at the door with determination on her face. "Here goes nothing." She says turning the doorknob. The first thing they notice is the half decorated room. "I guess my roommate has already unpacked." Uraraka states before going to her side of the room. She notices that her roommate's side consists of mainly the color black and bright apricot orange. The only decorations they had up were some movie posters from a horror film. Kaminari puts her other bag onto the bed before sitting down. Just as he sat down; the sound of the toilet being flushed makes both of them look towards the bathroom. After a few more seconds, her roommate comes out.

A young man stood in a front her. His skin was a tender pale, he was dressed in a thin grey shirt and a green fur coat a nice color with his wild blonde hair. He wore black jeans that exposed his bare knees, the jeans seemed worn down the fabric losing its dark color. His wild hair carefully brushed off to the side messily brushing his sharp dark eyelashes. This man's eyes were an odd color compared to his hair. His pupils were drenched in a distinct deep blood red. "Why the fuck are you here?" He asks. "K-Katsuki?" Uraraka stutters her eyes widening as she steps back on her heels. "What are you doing here?" She asks. Bakugou huffed turning his attention away from her. "I fucking asked you first." He sneered before finally glancing towards Kaminari. Kaminari lips parted as he stepped back. "Well, this is the room number they gave me," Uraraka says glancing at him. "Do they even have unisex rooming here?" Kaminari asks confused with his eyebrows furrowed. "Not sure. Uh, let me see if it said anything about it in the letter they sent me." Uraraka says searching through her bag. After a few seconds of rummaging through her bag, she pulls it out. Kaminari took it from her hand to read over it. She tried to take it back but he held it out of reach. As Uraraka pouted; he reached his arm out and wrapped it around her waist while he continued to read it. Bakugou gave them both a look before leaning against the wall. "It doesn't say anything about it," Kaminari says. Then Uraraka noticed that there was some writing on the back. She snatched it away from him before flipping it over.

On a side note, We have to inform you that all of our dorms are full so you will more and likely end up in our unisex dorm system. This is only our second year putting that into action so we hope you can understand that at such short notice, otherwise, we couldn't find any other rooms for you to stay.

"Oh shit." Kaminari wraps his arms around her again to read the back of the letter. "So I guess you guys are roomies?" He says laying his face in the crook of her neck. Although Kaminari said his words nicely Uraraka could hear the irritation in her voice. She nods her head before looking up at Bakugou. "Soo..." He stares at her before rolling his eyes.

No one says anything for a few seconds. Bakugou's eyes linger at Uraraka's figure. He notices the way she is dressed, and he secretly admires her cute dress attire. She wore soft blue jeans over her leather tight boots. She wore a smooth blue coat over her turtleneck. A white crochet beanie sitting at the top of her head, a nice touch along with her smooth brown hair. He also takes notice that she has eye bags under her eyes from a restless sleep. His crimson eyes travel down to see Kaminari hand stiff at her hip. Uraraka looks at him uncomfortably, she knew for a fact that Kaminari didn't like her room arrangements, she was surprised Kaminari hasn't spoken up. Soon after; Kaminari phone breaks the silence with a text. He fumbles with his pockets before grabbing it. "Ah damn I gotta go to work...I'll see you later Ochako." He says. Uraraka nods her head and fails to notice the sudden flinch from Bakugou but Kaminari is definitely aware of his sudden movements. "Oh okay, I'll see y-" Before she could finish, Kaminari had pressed his lips softly against Uraraka's lips. It was a sweet kiss that made Uraraka light on her feet. He slowly backs up with his lips still lingering against hers. "Bye." He says before waving off Bakugou and leaving the room. Before he leaves Kaminari peaks his head into the room "Just to remind you Bakugou, don't fuck with me, If I hear anything about you touching Ochako, I'll beat your ass," Kaminari said with a sweet smile. Uraraka sits down on her bed awkwardly as she felt a chill trickle in her spine. Bakugou bears his teeth like a wolf prepared to take down his next meal. "Shut the fuck up, who the hell do you think you're talking to?" Bakugou spat his words like acid. "I'm not claiming you will, I'm just reminding you," Kaminari says as he takes his leave.

The room was filled with silence. Uraraka tapped her fingers at her knees while swinging her feet at the edge of her bed. The silence was deafening, and she could hear her own breath. Man, was her breath loud, was it always this loud, could Bakugou hear how loud her breathing was. She started holding her breath and letting it go. She decisively chose to break the silence as Bakugou met her eyes. "Hey so how long have you known that you would be attending here?" Uraraka asks quietly. He looks at curiously before letting out a deep breath. "A while I guess." "Oh." "What about you?" He asks. "Pretty recently actually. I couldn't get in before because I applied too late but I guess a spot opened up and I was next on the list." Uraraka says. Bakugou lets out a hum before plopping down on his bed. "So you and Dunce face eh?" Bakugou asks her. Uraraka blushes but nods her head. "Yeah, we're dating..." She whispers. Bakugou leans his head back onto his pillow before rolling on his side to face Uraraka.

Uraraka felt uncomfortable from his piercing stare. His cautious eyes were confounding and carried heat between each breath, and each breathe had extravagant fangs. "Hey so uh...why are you going to U.A?" Uraraka asks as she opens a box of her clothes. She pressed her face into on f her flannels and breathes in it smelled like lavender. He looks at her for a little bit longer before answering. "I wanna get a college degree before joining the police department," He says. Uraraka looks at him shocked. He notices her bewildered look and scoffs. "Why the fuck are you looking at me like that?" She flinches before looking away. "I just didn't know you wanted to do that," she says. "Well, you would have, if you hadn't ignored me." He says staring dead-on into her eyes. "Hey, it wasn't just me!" She says standing up. "Calm down pink cheeks," She sighs before going to her stuff and beginning to unpack. "I said not to call me that." She mutters with a pout visible on her face. She begins to take out her clothes from her bag and put them in the closet on her side of the room. This entire encounter was certainly strange. She thought he was behaving irregularly. He wasn't cussing in between his rough words as he spoke to Uraraka and he seemed unexpectedly curious over her well being, not only that but he acted as if nothing happened. That thought itself made Uraraka feel irritation tick in her back and made her crave for a metal bat. If she had that, if she had a bat she would use it to smash glass; beer bottles, smash windows, vases just about anything."What about you?" He asks while rolling his neck. "Oh, I'm taking creative writing and literature...I want to be a writer or a journalist." He just listens and doesn't say anything so Uraraka continues to put away her stuff. While doing so, she begins to hum lightly to a song she had heard on the radio not too long ago. Her humming was cut off from the sound of Bakugou's ringtone.

"What the fuck do you want shitty hair?" He asks abruptly. Uraraka couldn't hear what Kirishima was saying on the other line but she could tell that Bakugou was annoyed as his lips curled into a discrete frown. "Why the fuck would I want to do that?!" Bakugou asks. He then rolls his eyes before agreeing to whatever Kirishima wanted. He hangs up on the call and tosses his phone on the bed. Uraraka asks. "Kirishima wants me to meet up with him and a couple of his lame friends." He says before sighing. "I better go or he stops his nagging, that piece of shit." He stands up before walking over to his closet to grab a leather jacket. Uraraka smiles at him when his back is turned. She knew fairly well that he agreed to go because Kirishima was his best friend, but of course, he would never admit that. "Well have fun I guess," Uraraka says about to grab a BNHA poster to hang up. "Hey if you want, you can come with me," He says looking at her. Bakugou expression appeared was loose, his eyes looked awfully soft. Uraraka bit hard into her cheek and stops to look at him in thought.

"I don't know... I don't want to intrude..." "They won't care. Plus you already know Kirishima." He says already opening the door and stuffing his feet into his sneakers. He turned around to meet Uraraka face just to see her expression. Uraraka quickly gets up about to join his side. She suddenly shrieked as he pulled her wrist. He dragged her as her button nose kissed his chin with a level of fondness. Her breathe went completely erratic at the small touch. Her heart stuttered and her mind was filled with blue meretricious paint and was rippled with dignified rose petals. Bakugou's fingers felt achingly hot against her skin. All of it was painful like yellow papered made umbrellas that rain would bleed through. She abruptly stomped her feet into the ground as he let go of her wrist and grinned. "Um uh... where are we meeting Kirishima?" She asks while trotting behind him shaking her head with a frown. It was all an absurd idea. "Oh, just this coffee shop. It's not too far from campus." He says. She nods hesitantly wondering if it was to later to change her mind "Okay." They then get into Bakugou's car and drive to the coffee shop.

God was the car ride quiet.

Uraraka taps on her phone lightly while the others converse around her. She was able to meet Bakugou's-no Kirishima's friends: Sero, and Tetsutetsu. Sero definitely didn't seem to care if he picked on Bakugou and Tetsutetsu was almost the same as Kirishima. "So you and Uraraka are seriously roommates?" Kirishima asks. Uraraka nods her head after finally looking up. "Well good luck," Sero mutters and Bakugou is quick to yell at him. "Shut the fuck up you pile of shit!" Bakugou hollered. Sero blankly stares at Bakugou and then turns over to Uraraka. "So are you the girl that Bakugou is madly in love with," Sero teases as he bats his eyelashes. He was like Mina too. Uraraka was wordless she didn't know how to respond. She thought a number of things to say.

'No he's not in love with me'

'LOVE IS NOT REAL'

'Wait are you teasing me, making fun of me are you an asshole?'

'I'm not dating Bakugou'

All those answers were fucking stupid. Before Uraraka was about to speak Kirishima slams his hands onto the table "Okay, URARAKA you have to try their MAGNIFICENT CORNBREAD."

"Ew cornbread you racist," Sero says. "That made no sense whatsoever, Sero why are we friends!" Kirishima asks.

"You're so fucking loud shitty hair," Bakugou complains as he ruffles his hair as if he trying to pull it all out. "Wow," Tetsutetsu says as he puts his palm under his chin. "Please tell me more Lord Katsuki, because you're words are like just mh, it's too much take in all at once," Tetsutetsu finishes. Uraraka held her breath from bursting out laughing. "What's that supposed to mean?" Bakugou asks tilting his head gruffly. "Well, what I'm saying is that you're claiming that Kiri over here is loud. But I compared your absurd loudness to Kiri at this moment, on this day. You are a bleating...how should I put this..aggravating llama while Kiri here is well, a bunny. Which by the way is an organism that barely makes any sign of noise." They all sit there as Bakugou seethes. Sero then pretends to have some imaginary glasses on his face and pulls up his finger as if the rims of his glasses are slipping at the edge of the nose as he makes a sucking disturbing noise. Bakugou blinks over to Uraraka. His eyes caught her in mid laugh and his heart started to pick up involuntarily. Her laugh was as polished as green ink smothering against a blank piece of paper along your fingertips. In that last second he really saw her eyes. Her eyes was like the season of fall. It smelled like lucious rain and spoonfuls of cinnamon that made your knees weak. He then flinched as he felt her fingers touch his for a mere second, he pulled away swiftly and decided to rest his left on his lap. She had noticed his piercing eyes on her but chose to ignore it as she continued to talk with the others. Sero had seemingly noticed though and decided to act upon it. Sero looks deep into Uraraka eyes, and takes her hand and clamps down on it. "Uraraka..." He says her name breathlessly. "Your beautiful brown eyes remind me of the huge dump I took this morning," There was a pause before Sero and Tetsutetsu break out laughing. Uraraka stills a bit, and her nose scrunches up in disgust. Bakugou's eyes immediately glared at Sero. "What the actual fuck." He growls. Sero sticks his hands up in defense. "I swear that's what you were thinking as you stared at her." He laughs. Uraraka looks down feeling uncomfortable.

Uraraka gives a weak smile and says, "Excuse me," Kirishima cringed as he heard the legs of the chair screech against the tiled floor. Uraraka swiftly turned the other direction as her hand knocks over a glass cup. It shatters against the ground. Uraraka, for a second, looks at the mess and turns to leave. Bakugou turns towards Kirishima. Before Katsuki makes a decision, Kirishima abruptly stood up and trots behind Uraraka. The table went completely silent, as they hear the bell ring distantly as the cafe door shuts.

Uraraka hooks her book bag over shoulder and rubs her eyes. 'God why are you crying, you knew it was a bad idea to follow through on Katsuki's offer. Why do always gotta be so goddamn sensitive.' Uraraka as she turned off to the corner off the right side of her. Her feet halted as she Kirishima called her name. "Ochako," Kirishima says her name gently. She looks at him for a second and looks away. Her eyes still stung, and her throat felt clogged. "Sorry I left so unexpectedly I have errands I need to do anyways," Uraraka lied as Kirishima's expression was strange, but she could hear him wince at her slim words. "Hey, you don't have to leave because of them. I'm sure they didn't mean to offend you." He says reassuring her. "It's...fine. It just made me a bit uncomfortable..." he slowly nods his head. "Well I'm sure Katsuki is already yelling at him. Do wanna come back and join us?" He asks. She shakes her head. He whispers an okay before Bakugou comes outside joining them. "Come on we're leaving." He mumbles before taking Uraraka's wrist and pulling her with him. He thinks back to a few minutes before hand. When she had left the shop; he had seen her wiping her eyes and for some reason it pissed him off. Ochako gazed at Bakugou's hand; he had tight hold on her. "Let go of me please," Ochako said uneasily. Bakugou was about to speak before she continued "Bakugou," Uraraka finished. She knew he was glaring or just furious all together. She thought he was gonna yell in the next few seconds but all he said was. "Sorry," Bakugou said as he relaxed his fingers and let go.

Uraraka doesn't say anything as he pulls her to his car. He yanks open the passenger side door before gesturing for Uraraka to get in. She gets in and closes the door as he walks around and sits in the driver's seat. He starts up the car before heading back to Campus. Uraraka looks at his side profile and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed while his hands clamped the wheel tightly. He was angry and she could tell but she had no idea why. "Bakugou...are you okay?" She asks. Uraraka honestly wasn't in the type of mood to fuss with; the tick irritation still licked her skin everytime she set her eyes on Katsuki, or when ever she watched Katsuki took a single look at her.

Bakugou responded with a deep grunt. Uraraka sighed as she shrugged her shoulders and hugged them. "Why don't you drop me off by the library," Uraraka muttered. "It's closer than the dorms," Uraraka said with a ache dripping in her voice. Bakugou easily ignored her as he speeded up and turned the wheel off to the right. "What are you doing?" Uraraka asked. "You're going the opposite way, the library is just down the street." "Quiet," Bakugou said his voice sounding weary. Uraraka felt something burst and bubble at her throat and her lips went loose as anger trickled and filled her head. "Shut the fuck up!" Uraraka yelled. "You fucking piece of actual shit. Stop acting like you give a single crap about me, because I know what you are. You're nothing but a self-centered narcissistic bitch!!" Uraraka hollered as the car stopped off to the side of the road. Katsuki glimpsed at Uraraka with astounded expression. That look made her want to wrap her fingers around his throat just to throttle him a bit. "Why the hell are looking at me like that, like your the fucking victim," Uraraka asked. "Ochako..I" Bakugou said softly as he reached his finger out to grab her hand. She flinched and scooted away.

Uraraka started laughing uneasily "No,no,no,no,no, If you thought that's how this entire afternoon was gonna go by inviting me, your completely wrong Bakugou," Uraraka said as she unbuckled her belt and got out of the vehicle. Uraraka has had enough. She quickly slammed the car. Bakugou leaps out of the car "Get back in the fucking car!" As soon as he gets out, he notices the line of cars behind his own. Some were beeping their horns but one person really stood out. His nose scrunches in disgust.

It was a woman with wild blonde hair and Bakugou new for a fact who the fuck it was. Mitsuki wrings her fist in and rolls up her sleeves to her elbows. "KATSUKI YOU PIECE OF SHIT! I REGRET THE DAY YOU WERE BORN," Mistuki screams at the top of her lungs. "SO DO I!!!!!!" Katsuki hollered.

Tastu-uke and MapleSyrup442 :  Yeah End of Chapter, we thought it would be funny and we're lazy. Yeah.