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Edited by: Riot_Anime

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“I will kill all you fucking extras!”

“Bro, it's just dodgeball…” The spiky redhead said as he walked over to, hopefully, calm the over confident blonde.

“Tch, sounds like something a loser would say, Shitty hair...”

Kirishima was known to have a calm and collected type of personality, but when it comes to competition, especially when it involves his man, all composure was lost and his aggressive and competitive will begin to show.

Standing next to Bakugou, Kirishima smashed his fists together, causing a satisfying thud as his quirk activated. Taking Bakugou’s fighting words, he grinned fiercely as his competitive side took over. “I'll just have to show you how manly I am when I win, won’t I, Blasty?”

Taking his words as a threat to his victory, Bakugou released sparks of explosions as he brought his hand directly in front of Kirishima’s face receiving no reaction whatsoever. Suddenly, Aizawa appeared, glaring at Bakugou as he cleared his throat to get the attention of the whole class.

The rest of Class 2A gathered quickly around Aizawa for their instructions, not wanting to be on their terrifying teacher's bad side for not being attentive enough...Again.

“This isn't just dodgeball, as you all thought by now. This is Powerball. You are free to use your quirks in creative ways to get your opponents out. The entire space is at your disposal, which means hiding is acceptable. A sigh of relief could be heard from a tiny coward. You may choose to team up, however, be warned that you might need to turn on them eventually.”

Iida rose his hand immediately, being given an aggravated stare expectedly by the exhausted teacher.

“Make it quick.”

“How are we scored and…”

Cutting off the curious student with a loud sigh,  pinching the bridge of his nose. “Just be creative and don't be too loud. I'll be reviewing the recording later. Now just get to it.” Zipping up his iconic yellow sleeping bag while sipping an applesauce pouch, only a slurping caterpillar remains.

“Let's fucking do this!” The hothead exclaimed, small explosions dancing off his palms. Making some students flinch from the sudden scream that came out of his mouth.

The rest of class 2A dispersed without much conversation, retreating to their designated spot, hoping that they were away from the field of view of Bakugou as they didn’t want to be hit by his explosive balls. Some just didn’t want to give him, the blonde, the satisfaction of being hit due to his brash nature.

The setting they were in was perfect for hiding and attacking at a distance, rock spires covered most of the of the area inside gym gamma. The reinforced dodgeballs were scattered around the place, being placed on top of the spires and some hiding in the cracks of the rock. It was required for the students to look for their ‘weapons’ among the hidden areas of gym gamma.

3..2..1..GO!!

The game has began!

Bakugou frantically scanned for a dodgeball, luckily spotting one near him. With an irritated huff, Bakugou fired up his quirk in search of his targets, keeping a keen lookout for ‘ammo’ along the way. He would need to lookout for surprise attacks while searching for the red rubber balls. Landing on a spire, he scanned the area for...

*WHOOSH*

A red blur had passed right by his face, the wind from the attack rustled his hair wildly. “Who the fuck was…” he could continue but then he noticed a dark pink rope-like appendage in the wake of the ball's path. Moving to the side slightly, Bakugou barely missed being hit, as Tsuyu brought the ball back towards herself. Unfortunately, for our cute frog-like girl, Bakugou had incredibly fast reflexes and had reached out in that instant.

Grabbing the rubber ball with his hand, he threw it with just the right amount of his quirk to not destroy his only means of ‘killing’ everyone. He lands a solid hit on Tsuyu’s arm, the ball dropping to the ground. “You're out, Frog bitch! Better luck next time if ya wanna catch me off guard”

“I almost had you there! *ribbit*” Tsuyu yelled behind her as she walked to the viewing area for the remainder of the activity.

He wasn’t going to admit it but she was right, he was inches away from being out. Now, he needs to be more alert in order to win the game.

Looking from a distance, a group of students huddled together, watching and avoiding the intensity of the game. “Well, it looks like we have our work cut out for us…” Kaminari said while scratching his cheek nervously.

Iida spoke up with enthusiasm, “I think I can outrun him. He may be fast, but speed is my quirk. Let's see how he handles me." He rose from his hiding place along with Uraraka, Koda, and Sato.

“I'm going too! I'll take him from above while you overwhelm him from…” Uraraka was cut off by a multitude of explosions. The sound was getting louder, Bakugou had found them! A quiet squeal could be hard from Koda as he was struck in the stomach “Out! Ha! Fuckers thought you could hide from ME!”

Reaching behind him, Bakugou pulled out another ball...from….a…...a net?! Sero's white tape could be seen now, strapped around Bakugou's torso. Not only did he take out Sero but even made a makeshift backpack with the other boy’s quirk?! In so little time?!

With the blonde distracted, Iida darted to the left, keeping a keen eye on Bakugou as he readied his weapon for a precision attack. Bakugou barely paid attention as he demolished the others within seconds. Taking his aim while the blondes guard was down, Iida launched his attack. Swiveling around just in time, Bakugou had caught the ball and threw it back with at least twice the speed as poor Iida. Aiming just in front of the speedster in motion, Iida ran right into the ball, hitting him on the left side of his body. “Out! Fucking Sonic thot!” Maniacally, Bakugou laughed, speeding off with explosions in his wake.

Leaving the bruised and stunned group in search of his next victim, Bakugou gathered more ammo in search of his main target. Kirishima. His sweet red headed boyfriend.

The two were always in competition with each other, trying to one-up one another. They were, of course, a very loving couple, as much as Bakugou could emote, at least. They had always found ways to playfully beat the other regardless of the type of competition or how many of their companions they were with.

Spotting a cowardly, short bastard, he blasted a dodgeball towards him, making sure to add a bit more power than before. It directly hit him right in the stomach, sending him flying into the air, until a wall had stopped his movement. He didn’t bother slandering him like the others, just scoffing as his lifeless body tumbled back to the floor.

Climbing one of the rock spires, ensuring that he must not overuse his quirk, due to its loud booms and the strain that it leaves on his arms. He peeked over the top, observing as he sighted a duo running a few meters away from him. Bakugou jumped down from the spire and crouched as he removed several balls from his sack. Setting them out in front of him, he rapidly tosses each one with, bigger than necessary, explosive power behind each one. The barrage ended, seeing at least one of the balls fall to the ground after making contact with the two.

As much as the hot head would rather have a head on fight with the two, meeting and beating his competition, Kirishima was much more important at the moment.

“Fucking noobs, get wrecked!” Bakugou mocked as he gathered his red rubbery weapons into his homemade backpack.

Todoroki merely glared at the smug, blonde bastard, wiping the dust off his gym clothes. “Wow, Kacchan, you were actually stealthy. I really didn't expect that...I guess that's how you got us…” Deku nervously rubbed the back of his neck reaching for Todoroki's hand with his own. “Good luck against Kirishima, he's pretty fired up too.”

“Shut it nerd! I don't need your luck. I got this!” Scooping up the last ball to keep in hand, Bakugou casually walked away from the duo. Noting the absence of students, it was clear that the activity was almost over.

Distinguishing a pink fluffy hair from behind a smaller pillar, Bakugou prepared his weapon as he charged in the direction of Mina. Target Locked. Before Bakugou could attack, he heard Mina scream, “Et tu, Kiri?!”

Rounding the corner, the image of his boyfriend's goofy smile filled his vision. Kirishima was holding his hand out to the pink girl as she clutched her stomach. “I didn't expect you to turn on me, Kiri!” Mina said pouting fiercely. Noticing his hot-headed boyfriend approaching, ready to strike, Kirishima instead stood in front of his alien friend. Kirishima’s wide goofy smile from moments ago dissipated as his eyes narrowed, and his arms hardened.

Throwing the ball with a moderate sized explosion, Bakugou reached back for another quickly while his other hand was mid-air. His rapid-fire technique was proven useful earlier against the others but, Oh No, not against the boy that sparred with him on the daily. Detecting the pink fluff running off, the redhead dodged every three balls thrown, catching one midair and returning fire, grabbing more ammo that his boyfriend, graciously provided him just now.

The two went on dodging and catching each other's attempts, balls whizzing by with such force, inches away from touching the skin of the other.

In the safe viewing area, the rest of class 2A watched in awe as the two battled it out for the next 40 mins. Bets were placed on which of the two would win, Sero and Kaminari organizing the whole thing.

Exhausted, out of breath, and both their quirks on the verge of giving out, Kirishima threw one last ball at his rival. Bakugou was at his limit. Holding his arms out on either side, in a show of sacrifice, Bakugou was hit with such little force in the chest, it was barely considered as a point

*THUD*

The sound of defeat for one and victory for the other. Weakly walking up to Bakugou's still outstretched arms, wrapping his own around the blondes muscular waist. The two hugged each other while a combination of roaring cheers and groans of disapproval could be heard not too far away. Surprisingly, Aizawa still napped on the ground near the entrance, ignoring the screaming of his students.

A gentle kiss to Kirishima’s sweaty forehead had him beaming with pride “Good job, Eijiro. Let's go fucking shower cuz we're both fucking disgusting…”

Nodding, a blush creeping over his cheeks, “Yeah. Let's go, Katsuki…”

Surrounded by an overly excited class, the two grabbed each other's hands and walked out together, tired but happy.

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