[The Bakusquad goes to a carnival together and get a reading from a clairvoyant feat. KiriBaku as soulmates, KamiJiro, and lesbian Mina Ashido.]

"Remind me again why we're at this dumb fucking carnival?" Bakugo asked after watching Kaminari fail a seventh time to win an umbreon plushy for Jiro.

"Because it's fun!" Kirishima insisted.

"Watching dunce face repeatedly fuck up trying to impress a girl ain't my definition of fucking fun."

"Yeah but the rest of us squares weren't down for murder today," Ashido joked. "So we came to the carnival instead."

"But you're right," Sero admitted, shoulders slumping. "We don't have to stand here and watch Kaminari make a fool out of himself."

"It stopped being funny after like the fifth try, and now it's jut sad," Ashido agreed.

"You guys!"

"Hate to say it bro," Kirishima dealt the finishing blow, "but they're right."

"Yeah babe," Jiro placed a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "It's sweet of you to try so hard, but I think it's about time to move on. Maybe we can come back to this though."

"Alright fine," Kaminari pouted, slipping his hand into Jiro's as he finally turned his back to the carnival game.

"Ah, look at that!" Ashido raised a pink finger toward a tent with an eye on it. Madame Lulu, Fortune Teller. Read the board in front. "A clairvoyant tent!"

"There has been no account of someone with a quirk that could tell them the future," Bakugou recited dully.

"Killjoy."

"It could be fun though!" Kirishima said.

"Yeah! Even if it's all made up, it could still be really entertaining!" Ashido grabbed the two people closest to her, Jiro and Sero, by the wrist and dragged them toward the tent. Kaminari followed, demanding Ashido take her hands off his girlfriend.

"You coming Bakugo?" Kirishima asked.

"I'll catch up in a fucking minute." Bakugo sighed in resignation. Kirishima grinned and went to join the others.

The tent was dim inside, with light coming from candles and small holes in the roof of the tent that looked like constellations. There was round, black-clad table with two seats and a crystal ball in the center. Incense filled the tent with sweet smelling smoke.

"Woah, this place is so cool!" Ashido enthused, examining a jewel-encrusted mirror that stood to one side of the entrance.

"This place is spooky," Sero countered, eyeing an enormous armoire on the other side of the tent warily, as if he expected some monster to step out of it.

"No touching please!" Kirishima snatched his hand away from the crystal ball and everyone turned their heads to where the voice had come from. A curtain separated this tent from the one behind it, and a foreign looking girl about their age, or maybe a little older stepped through it.

"How did you know I was gonna touch your orb thing?" Kirishima asked in awe, since there was no way she could have seen before she walked in.

"Someone always touch something," she said in her heavily accented voice, and used her long burgundy sleeve to rub away any fingerprints on the crystal ball.

"Are you Madame Lulu?"

"Actually, my name Tirejia, mother is Lulu, but she out at moment."

"Aww!" Ashido slumped dejectedly.

"I still in training, but I can give you reading, lovely folks, if you like? Not have a wait?"

Ashido perked up. "Sure I'm down! Whadya think guys?"

"Eh, why not," Kaminari agreed, "but it's probably a hoax." Sero nodded and shrugged.

"Ok." Kirishima said, less skeptical than the others.

"Who is going the first, please?" Tirejia gestured for Ashido to sit in one of the chairs when she jumped on the opportunity, the fortune teller seating herself at the other, reaching her hands across the table. "Take hands." Ashido obliged, beaming excitedly.

"What do you see?"

"I see confidence, a cheery disposition." Tirejia stares deeply into Ashido's black and gold eyes. "Determination. Loyalty. Venom? No... acid. Your quirk yes?"

"Wow! How did you know that?" Ashido gasped.

"She could've watch the sports festival on TV." Kaminari said, rolling his eyes.

"You are training hard, to be hero, although your friend is right, that proves nothing of my skill." Tirejia readjusted their hands so that their fingers were interlaced. "I can see that you love to dance, that enjoy horror movies, and romantic tastes run in feminine direction."

"She couldn't have learned that watching the sports festival!" Ashido said smugly, then turned back to the fortune teller. "Can you tell me what's in my future?"

"This will not have guarantee accuracy you understand," Tirejia bowed her head apologetically. "My skill lies in readings, and I not honed skills as seer much."

"Alright, we've heard the disclaimer, get on with it!"

"As long as you retain your confidence, will serve you well, so not falter. You can rely on friends when time comes. Be wary, however. Should your aura reverse, should fall into reclusion and self-doubt, then your goals will be out of your reach." Tirejia withdrew her hands. "I also been practicing match-making, if would like, I can give you profile of compatible match."

"Really? Yes please!"

"She someone with gift of service, who will support you. She selfless, and she kind. She has good sense of humor, but she not have your confidence, so you will have to lift her up as well, and be sure treat her as equal. Someone with these traits likely to have aura that is compatible with yours."

"So you can tell if two people's relationship is gonna work out?" Jiro asked. "How do you do that?"

"My quirk called soulsight," Tirejia explained. "I can read people's auras, and I study signs of compatibility, please, personality, affinity, and other things."

"So... could you tell if me and Jiro are compatible?" Kaminari asked.

"You two are together?" They nodded. "Take hands." They complied, each taking one of her hands into their own. "Yes, you two quite compatible. A good match. Though you'll find fair amount of exasperation inevitable."

"What about me?" Sero said. "Can you tell me who I'm compatible with?"

"Take hands." He complied. "Your match boisterous. Eccentric. But tends talk big, without ability to back up their words. You must protect. Your match will love vibrantly, with grand gestures, and passion."

"Ooh! Me next!" Kirishima held out his hands. Tirejia took them in her own to do her reading.

"Well now this very strange."

"What? Is something wrong?"

"I think I must be reading wrong." Tirejia's brows furrowed and her mouth set in a frown. "I have never seen before, is highly irregular."

"What is it? What's irregular?" Kirishima asked.

"What's taking you fuckers so long?" Bakugo growled, pushing through the curtains. Tirejia released Kirishima's hands and took a step back in shock, shielding her eyes as if from a light no one else could see. She looked suddenly lightheaded.

"My my. I never see soulmates before."

"What?" Bakugo demanded, scowling.

"All good relationships must have compatible auras, but when two soulmates meet, auras resonate. Is quite overwhelming. I never see before." She sat down again, as if too woozy to stand.

"What are you talking about?" Kirishima asked.

"You and this young man, your auras resonate like soulmates do."

"We do?" Kirishima looked curiously at Bakugo.

"Oi, what the fuck are you on about?"

"I only telling you what I sense with quirk. Take as you will." Tirejia put her hands up in surrender, but her face was still filled with wonder as she stared at the pair. "Soulmates not necessarily romantic, just means you perfect compliments of each other."

"I don't think Bakugo's ever complimented anyone in his whole life," Kaminari joked.

"Shut it Sparky!" Bakugo snapped. "The fuck do you mean 'soulmates'?"

"Just what I said."

"Hear that Bakugo?" Mina smirked. "You and Kiri are meant to be!" Bakugo shouted and aimed explosions at Mina, chasing her out of the tent.

"Soulmates with Bakugo," Kirishima whispered dreamily, a dopey grin on his face.

"Come on, loverboy. We should catch up to Bakugo and Mina before the whole carnival gets blasted to pieces." Sero grabbed Kirishima's arm and left, bowing politely to the fortune teller and leaving some money on the table for the reading. "Thank you, miss." Jiro and Kaminari did the same, before following Sero and Kirishima out of the tent.

"You quite welcome!" Tirejia called after them. Then, to herself, she said, "To see true soulmates with own eyes more than enough reward. I wish those two all the best, and hope they not drift apart with time."

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