"Eraserhead, why'd you wait to stop them?" Yagi asked, the two of them, alongside many other teachers, eating their lunch in the teachers lounge.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The male responded flatly, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Don't lie like that, Shouta!~ We all know you were there before you actually acted!" Yamada beamed, leaning against his longtime friend.

"Why I did what I did is none of any of your all's business." The ragged teacher practically spat.

"Please, Eraser?~" Kayama cooed, leaning against Aizawa's other side.

"If I answer your question, will you two get off of me?" He scowled.

"Yes!~"

I'm friends with idiots. Moronic, stupid, affectionate, idiots.

"The fight between Bakugou and Iida was a long time coming. I knew Iida wouldn't be the one to start it, it was just a matter of time before she engaged." Aizawa answered, but the two didn't get off of him.

"It's still out of character for you, Eraserhead." All Mights voice rang, the buff male taking a bite of his food.

"Can it, would you? They're like the boy Bakugou and Midoriya, with a severe lack of communication and overwhelming negative emotions. I just allowed them to get their feelings out there. Now, get the hell off of me."

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The two students were resting in Recovery Girl's Office, laying on their separate beds and staring at the ceiling. Iida kept thinking back to what she said near the end of their fight, Hey, after all of this is said and done and I'm in the Nurses Office, we should talk, Class Rep.

Iida let out a very soft laugh, the girls head whipping towards him.

"Sorry, I was just laughing at how you told me we should talk once you ended up in the infirmary, yet I'm here, too." The girl Bakugou had never seen such a genuine, small smile on the boys face before. "You genuinely hurting me was not a part of the plan."

"I wouldn't be me if I didn't go against the plan." The girl Bakugou laughed, Iida surprised as to how soft her laugh was.

"Going against the plan is-" The boy cut himself off and adjusted his glasses. "So, you said you wanted to talk?" He finally prompted, turning his head towards the girl in the bed right beside his own.

She wasn't looking in his direction anymore, and Iida found himself staring at her, analyzing her appearance. His eyes became locked on her partly exposed torso and the jagged scar that was diagonal across her entire upper half, though he couldn't see all of it.

"I know I'm hot, but you don't need to stare. Unless you want to, that is."

His eyes flickered up, the boy realizing that he had been so focused on her torso he didn't even realize that she was looking back at him.

Their eyes locked and neither said a word for a moment, that was, until the girl Bakugou made another comment and smirked. "So you were staring because I'm hot.~"

"What- no! That's not why I was staring at all!" Iida defended himself, his non-injured arm moving vigorously.

"You didn't deny it when I originally said it, Class Rep." She retaliated, her eyes narrowing, smirk still very much present.

She gets under my skin AND can intimidate me... Iida involuntarily shivered, something the girl picked up on immediately. She stood up from her bed and walked towards his, now standing at his side as she continued her taunts.

"What, are you scared, Class Rep?" There was absolutely no doubt that the girl Bakugou was enjoying herself. If she could make him flustered, nervous, scared, any and all of the above, she'd do it in a heartbeat.

And she was.

"I'm not scared!" He defended once more, his body acting without his mind processing a thing as he lifted his arm and placed his hand firmly on the girls exposed lower torso, feeling the jaggedness of the scar against his palm. "I was looking at this!"

The girl stopped, her smirk falling and her eyes no longer narrow. "Don't tell me you're still blaming yourself, Class Rep."

"I'm a man of responsibility, and I'm responsible for that." Iida didn't remove his hand, the thought didn't even cross his mind.

"That's not your fault, I wasn't quick enough to avoid it, that's on me." The two were alone in Recovery Girl's Nurse's Office, and the door had been shut, allowing them to talk honestly about the scar.

"If I hadn't gotten so full of anger and rage, none of that would've happened. I became blind by my own emotions and wasn't thinking straight, and now you have that giant scar." His voice was quiet and soft, regretful, even. His eyes left hers, the boy looking back down to where his hand was- and what his hand was on.

"C'mon, you're supposed to be the Class President, get your shit together, okay? It's not your fault." Using a hand to cup his chin, she lifted her classmates head up, forcing him to look at her.

"You know, after you had become unconscious, Todoroki impersonated you and said almost the same exact thing." Iida smiled softly at the memory of Todoroki attempting to impersonate her, an impersonation that was extremely accurate.

"Of course he did." The girl sighed softly before laughing a little bit at the thought. Then, she returned her attention to the topic at hand. "Seriously though, it's not your fault. And I've said it before, I would've done the same thing. He's your brother, it's only natural that you reacted so strongly."

Iida was being caught off guard again and again. Her soft and gentle nature about the subject at hand was surprising him, and the fact she was gently cupping his face rather than exploding it was nothing short of a miracle.

"I know that, but it doesn't make what I caused anymore acceptable." He stated, pressing his hand even firmer against the scarred flesh.

"I chose to go after you, I chose to attack Stain, I chose to keep fighting. All of those things were my choice, not yours. Now shut up and stop blaming yourself over something that's done been taken care of." Removing her hand from his chin, she flicked his forehead and rolled her eyes. "The sappiness is making my head hurt."

"Thank you."

"Hm? You talkin' to me?"

"Yes, I'm talking to you, Bakugou. I know I said some pretty un-heroic things to you earlier, and I'm sorry. While your attitude and genuine disregard to authority bugs me, you're a good person and you have a big heart, even if you don't always show it. So thank you for coming to save me, and thank you for not blaming me for this." As he finished his statement, he pressed his hand firmer against the scar before pulling his hand away.

"Hey, Class Rep."

"Yes, Bakugou?"

"You're not that bad yourself." She adjusted his glasses and ruffled his hair, the boys cheeks involuntarily reddening for a moment.

"C'mon, let's get to class." Extending her hand, Iida looked between it and her face for a second before grabbing ahold, being pulled up from the bed.

"What about our uniforms?" He prompted, both of their uniform tops ripped and slightly bloody.

The girl Bakugou looked around the room for a moment before her eyes landed on a closet. "Last time I was in here, they gave me a spare from out of there, so I'm assuming we can grab some from there."

"Are you sure? We shouldn't take school property if we aren't allowed, that's stealing."

Taking in a very deep breath and exhaling slowly, the girl spoke, "Class Rep, those uniforms are for us, the students. We wouldn't be stealing them." She attempted to explain calmly, already wanting to blow his face up.

"Hm, well that would make sense. Okay, then let's grab our size, change, and get to class. We've already missed valuable education today due to this."

The girl Bakugou opened up the closet door and the two searched for their sizes, and once they found them, the girl proceeded to close the door.

Looking at each other for a moment, Iida watched as the girl turned around and began to take off her shirt.

"Hey! We can't change in the same room! That is highly inappropriate!" Iida yelled quickly, grabbing the torn rim of her shirt and holding it down.

"Then let go, turn around, and don't look." She stated with an eyebrow raised, turning her head around only to see his face flushed red. "Oh-ho, did you like what you saw?" She asked with a smirk.

"No!"

"Oh, so you didn't?" She fake pouted.

"No, I didn't see anything! All I saw of you was your back and then I pulled your shirt back down!"

"Your face is awful red for someone who only saw my back." She teased, Iida's grip on the hem of her shirt tightening.

"It's red because you almost stripped your shirt in front of me! That is highly inappropriate and should be embarrassing!"

"Pfft, I have nothing to be embarrassed of."

"Do you have no shame!? If anything, you should save your nudity for a lover, someone you would trust with seeing such a sight! And not on school property!"

"Class Rep, are you really lecturing me on who should see me nude? And you wouldn't have seen anything anyways, I'm not changing my bra, you know." She pointed out, Iida taking in a slow, deep breath.

"That doesn't change anything! Just- I'll go change in the boys restroom! You can stay here!" With a huff, Iida left Recovery Girl's Nurse's Office and went to change his shirt in the boys restroom.

The moment Iida left, the girl Bakugou laughed so hard she fell to her knees.

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"Is anyone else worried that Iida and Sis haven't returned yet?" Kirishima asked, earning a deadly glare from the boy Bakugou.

"For the last time Spiky Hair, stop calling my sister Sis!" The explosive boy barked, Midoriya, Todoroki, Asui, and Uraraka observing from their area.

The class had been assigned group projects, and the teams that got together were quite obvious.

"But Bakubro, you're our bro, and she's your sister, so to us, she's Sis." Kaminari explained, Sero nodding in agreement beside him.

"The boys are right, Bakubabe." Ashido added, the boy Bakugou seething.

"Oi, Icy Hot Bastard!" Bakugou yelled, his head whipping in the direction of the Dekusquad.

The heterochromatic boy blinked, waiting for the male to continue.

"Where the hell is she!?"

"Why are you asking me, Bakugou? She's your sister." Todoroki replied flatly, the remaining Dekusquad members slowly distancing themselves from Todoroki.

"Because for some unknown reason, she chose you as her best friend! I didn't know, so you should!" The brother yelled, the remaining Bakusquad members now distancing themselves from their beloved leader.

"Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you."

Gasp!

The entire class went silent, all attention on the two students, Aizawa's attention included.

"WHAT WAS THAT!? IF YOU KNEW, YOU WOULDN'T TELL ME!? I'M HER BROTHER!"

"You're also an asshole."

"EH!? SHE'S MY SISTER, THAT TRAINWRECK IS MY RIDE OR DIE, AND YOU WOULDN'T TELL ME WHERE SHE IS!?"

GASP!

"Bakubro..." Kirishima's eyes teared up.

"He really just admitted to caring for someone, to the extent of being her ride or die!" Kaminari sobbed, clinging to Oijiro's tail.

"Kacchan..." Even Midoriya had an audible reaction.

"You just called your own sister a trainwreck, that's not very brotherly."

"And what do you know about family, huh!?"

Midoriya placed a hand on Todoroki's shoulder.

"Damn, he went there." Sero choked.

"That was hella outta pocket, bro." Kaminari spoke up, shaking his head.

"Tch, I'm only speaking the truth, Daddy Issues!"

"Mommy Issues." Todoroki retorted, Midoriya choking on air.

"DAMN!" Kaminari, Sero, Ashido, Hagakure, Jirou, Tokoyami, and Kirishima.

"Hello classmates!" Iida yelled, walking into the room. "My sincerest apologies for the whole days absence!"

Less than a second later, the girl Bakugou entered. "I'm not really sorry about it, but hi everyone- well, I'm sorry to Todoroki."

"You should've chosen a different best friend." The brother scowled.

"Don't forget, the two of you have detention this afternoon, so no going home."