Although reluctant, Recovery girl used her quirk to seal the injuries Kirishima had done onto himself but also one of his best friends. Her actions of which ultimately drained you both of energy in exchange for instant recovery had the two of you spending the night in her office. Kirishima was out like a light, no surprise. You awoke feeling the best you've ever had! It was as if nothing had happened at all remembering how eventful yesterday was.

However, just because Kirishima was physically mended, doesn't mean his mentality was. "You're alright!!!" Kirishima cried like a blubbering baby into your shoulder. He's been anticipating your awakening just for this one apology. His monstrous embrace around your body crushed your insides like a vice as he was known to do best.

You began patting his back all so slowly with confusion. "We're both alright though..."

Kirishima parted ways with tears in his crimson gaze. "We're both alright, but I hurt you so bad! I'm so sorry (Y/n) I'm not a man anymore!" Okay, you took Kirishima as one of the least chivalrous men you've known since his role model is Bakugou but clearly he's overcome in chivalry.

"Knock it off," you slapped the boy, a sting to your scarred hands to follow. "We're both okay, Recovery Girl healed us, and now you know not to use your ultimate move against anyone. I enjoyed the fight alright? Now put on your big boy pants and act like a man," now you're beginning to understand why Bakugou hates Kirishima so much. He's so clingy and too empathetic. Yet you love him anyways.

Luckily Kirishina heard you out and was drying his tears into the shoulder to his school uniform. "By the way, why are you in school uniform? Don't we have a tournament to finish?" Just two more rounds to go!!! The semifinal and the final.

"Well yeah we got the tournament," the boy sniffled. Kirishima began glancing the opposite way. "I forfeit remember? That means I'm out of the game."

"Alright then," you shrugged. You do vividly remember Kirishima forfeiting the match after he regained control. "Better go and get my hero uniform then-"

"We aren't finishing the Tournament today," Kirishima stopped you.

"What, Why!? There's only four of us left how can we not finish?" Okay. You clearly over reacted and wasn't aware until you finished speaking.

"Two of the semifinalists got... Suspended," Kirishima hardened his entire body. "Hit me if you must. I'm sure you're ticked."

"I'm not gonna hit you again," You sighed running a hand through your hair. "But Two, Who? Cause it's only me, Tokoyami, Midoriya and... Bakugou," Everything just came together and you couldn't help but to drag a hand down your face. "What did Bakugou do this time?"

"He cornered Midoriya and they destroyed a chunk of campus in the meantime..."

"Did he have a reason?" You were forcing yourself to get your mind off the subject as soon as possible cause if not your mind's gonna explode and Kirishima may just need to be your punching bag for the day.

"I'm not sure if you wanna know..." He sighed.

"Kirishima..." You growled.

"The second the semifinal fights were decided he got upset that you get to fight Midoriya and he's already fought Tokoyami in the past-"

"So he went out and fought Midoriya anyways..."

"How mad are you?" Kirishima refused to turn off his quirk.

"How long are the boys suspended?"

"I think the rest of the week..." Its only Tuesday.

"Yup I'm pissed," you finally took the opportunity to punch Kirishima in the chest. You did it with your bare hands, no quirk involved, it stung badly but was all so worth it.

"Feel better," Kirishima softened up.

"Yeah," you nod. "After class today I think I'll pay Shinsou a visit."

"You know Bakugou hates him."

"Shinsou's still my friend and Bakugou pissed me off," Kirishima sighed. He's just realized he's in the middle of his best friends fighting and it isn't pleasant.

School went on without Bakugou and Midoriya. As they say, School waits for no one. Everyone wasn't happy that the Tournament had to be postponed thanks to them yet class was strangely enjoyable without Bakugou to throw out the most off-handed comments to his close knit group of friends. Just as promised, when school was finished for the day you made sure to catch Shinsou just as he was leaving the General Department for an enjoyable night ahead.

Meanwhile, Bakugou and Midoriya were stuck cleaning up the class dormitory inside and out while everyone else could give them more jobs as they see fit. That or they could watch the boys suffer which was a whole other form of entertainment.

Bakugou was breaking up a sweat as he's running around and collecting everyone's personal trash. He's counted up 18 miniature trash bags in all, meaning he's collected everyone's except Midoriya, himself and yourself mainly due to the fact he hasn't seen you yet today.

"Yo Shitty Hair!" Bakugou snapped at his crimson haired friend just as he was sneaking back into his room. "Where's (Y/n)? It's almost curfew."

"She's out... That's all I know," Kirishima shut himself up within his room in an instant.

Bakugou dropped everything and bashed on the door sending echoes down the hallway. "Clearly you know something where is she!!!"

"She's really upset with you now leave me out of it!!!"

"That moody son of a-"

"Call me a bitch and I'll dump your ass," Bakugou spun around to you leaning against the wall.

"Well you are moody. What'd I do to you?" He grunted. Bakugou isn't aware of the situation.

"You got yourself suspended because you just had to go and bully Midoriya. I thought you were past bullying. Now we can't do anything together!" Bakugou stepped back. You're upset and he's to blame and no one else. "Bakugou, the Tournament has been pushed back and Kirishima's upset with us too if you can't tell. You're better than this," your intent to guilt trip Bakugou was apparently taking its toll on him. The blonde hadn't thought of the butterfly effect his actions had on everyone. Although the effects are temporary at most, his ignorance of the rules are hurting everyone and it's difficult to upset the shark with crazy red hair.

Bakugou began picking up the many bags of trash he dropped earlier. "I'm gonna finish cleaning for tonight..." He's avoided an apology as usual, but it didn't stop you from helping him to pick up what he'd already done.

"You better start shaping up," you suggested, Bakugou froze. "I respect all the times I fell to darkness and you pulled me out but If we're gonna become heroes together, you gotta stop being rude," Bakugou took the bags from your grasp and nodded lowly. "Now, don't bother to talk to me until you make an effort to change. I'll be with Shinsou after school for the rest of the week... Goodnight," Bakugou tried to kiss you goodnight but you just dodged his affection and went to your room.

Bakugou sat down his trash with a sigh. His chest was beginning to hurt. "Purple Bastard deserves her more than me right now..."

Kirishima, overhearing the argument, had poked his head out from behind his door when all was silent. "Do you need a hug bro?

Bakugou closed his eyes with restraint. "No... But I know you're gonna give me one anyways-" Kirishima shot out from his room and embraced Bakugou from behind as expected. "Where's Deku? I need to take a few lessons from him."

From that day on, Bakugou hasn't made any attempt to speak to you and you haven't made any attempt to see him in return. The sudden opening in schedule gave you the opportunity to get closer with your other friends like Shinsou since he's always open when it came to you and Kaminari because Kirishima hasn't been in the mood to hang lately. As well as father-daughter time with Aizawa and Toshinori because that time is always so precious and you can't make up for it once they're gone.

Kaminari and Shinsou have gotten closer thanks to you. They're almost polar opposites but then again opposites attract.

Toshinori has officially retired from hero work but he's still mentoring Midoriya. Once he's fully recovered from that fight with All for One, of which his arm cast comes off in two weeks, he'll be able to clear up his schedule more for personal matters.

Aizawa's been the same. Sleepy, yet appreciative for any time spent with you.

Hawks won't stop polishing that medal you lent him. Something about chicken nuggets and shiny objects gets bird man going.

It was a lot less stress not having to coach Bakugou all the time and having nothing but fun!

The one downside to everything however was Kirishima. He's still avoiding everyone for some odd reason. Kirihsima also took an even greater liking to Bakugou then again you couldn't really blame him. The boy was probably desperate for one on one guy time not guy time and his girlfriend tag-along.

Now it was Sunday. Tomorrow marks the continuation and ending of the Tournament since Midoriya and Bakugou will both be returning to class after a long suspension. It's beginning to bother you how it's almost been an entire week and Bakugou hasn't taken an interest in speaking with you. Did that small dispute earlier this week mark the end of the relationship?

"Maybe... Maybe I did take it too far..." You lied sprawled upon the bed, embracing a stuffed bear while guilt attacked your heart. "Bakugou was clearly trying to be nicer to everyone starting with Shoto but was I asking too much from him?" Asking Bakugou to shape up is like asking him to trash his entire personality.

Kirishima had his ear pressed up to the door to your room. "Hey," he waved his arm as Bakugou came and joined to his side. "She's crying over you bro..."

"I've avoided her long enough," Bakugou shoved the red haired wonder away and knocked on your door.

The sound ripped you from your selfish thoughts and all you had to say was "its open." Bakugou had stepped in and the sight had you speechless. One whole week of separation and he's finally shown his face.

"I'm a jerk and I know it. I've been trying to be a better man even before you called me out about Icy-Hot- I mean Todoroki. As a first step... I'm trying to stop calling everyone by nicknames and cut down on my language so Deku's been giving me nice lessons while we cleaned... That's what I've been doing all fucking week..." Bakugou kept pausing mid speech, about to let curse words fly. One cursed made it through. It's great watching him use maximum effort to be better than he once was.

"You've gone a lifetime of vulgar language to nothing at all... You're clearly suffering Bakugou just take baby steps," you stood up and rubbed him over the back.

"I'm not suffering that much," he shook his head. "I vent twice a day."

"How?" He probably goes around destroying stuff.

"In the morning I go outside and yell at the top of my lungs to get it out of my system and then I take it out into my pillow at night," Bakugou looked so proud of himself.

"You are one angry man," you stroked his frenzy of blonde hair. Bakugou rested his head more into your shoulder. "I'm still proud of you though..."

"I'm not venting tomorrow because we're fighting."

"Whatever works for you." Seriously, just seeing Bakugou right now was soothing enough.

"I can't stick around cause I got to clean more..." Bakugou parted ways but you came back like a boomerang.

"I'll help cause one week was way too long for me to handle."

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"Oh great she's pissed again," Kirishima began to cower.

"Why aren't you gonna fight me Midoriya?" And here I've been looking forward to it all week...

"I'm sorry but I really shouldn't," Midoriya tried to smooth things over with his reassuring radiant smile. "Recovery Girl refuses to heal me anymore and I have an appointment with Sir Nighteye later. This is a once in a lifetime offer so I can't risk this opportunity. Maybe another time alright?" Midoriya was trying so hard to smooth everything over. He's aware of just how wrong he was to forfeit the match but he had his reasons.

"I've met Nighteye before," you began to laugh. "I understand. In fact, I give you all my luck. He's really... Judgy. Yeah cause when I was a little kid he tried to evaluate me and see if I'd be the next Top Hero since All Might was my dad," his golden almost shark like eyes were staring right through your soul. You remember crying because of how intense Nighteye's stare had became. The man became sympathetic after he took a deep glimpse into your future.

Midoriya adored your words, "how did the evaluation go!?" He jumped at the opportunity.

"He told me that... I'm a disappointment compared to where parents stood," you giggled. Thinking about that confrontation from ten years back now, your life has been a big load of crap. No wonder why Nighteye was disappointed!

"Ouch..." Midoriya commented. "But thank you (Y/n)!!! Thank you for understanding an-and warning me about Nighteye!"

"Nothing can truly prepare you for him but have fun," you waved him away and awaited the final battle. "C'mon let's get this Tournament done!" You danced.

"(Y/n)..." Aizawa cleared his throat awkwardly. "Theres still a fight between Bakugou and Tokoyami."

"I also forfeit..." Tokoyami's deep menacing voice cut through the silence from his spot on the bleachers. "Give me a lower grade if you must. I know I still don't stand a chance against Katsuki unless it were nightfall. Let's save the time to finish the Tournament instead of squandering my promised defeat..." Dark Shadow hovered behind its master with an upsetting frown. You're aware that they've fought Bakugou in the sport's festival but just how badly did Bakugou own them if they won't even try for a rematch?

"Well..." Aizawa wasn't pleased to hear that two of his students had claimed the loser status without even trying. "Let's get on with the final then... Bakugou get down here," Bakugou smirked and happily met up with Aizawa on the field. "Everyone was talking how you two would end up being the final two and look at that," you both looked at one another with the anticipation that this was the fight you both had longed for.

Your teacher didn't expect this final, yet he wasnt unhappy with the outcome either. "Alright, knowing you both this fight doesn't have to be clean," Bakugou chuckled to Aizawa's comment. "Should I drag Recovery Girl down here before I give you two the go?"

"Did you vent today?" You grit your teeth.

"If I would've fought Bird Boy I wouldn't need to," Bakugou tuts.

"Long story short you're pissed... Get her down here," somebody's leaving this room on a gurney that much was clear.

"I'll give her a call," Aizawa spun around. "Your call All Might!"

"My pleasure," Toshinori smiled brightly into his microphone. "I'm so proud to sit here today and witness my top students compete. I'm expecting you both to give it your all. Go Plus Ultra!!!"

"Plus Ultra!!!" Your classmates chanted together in unison.

"Plus Ultra," you grinned stepping away from Bakugou and took on a defensive stance of silver fists. Bakugou stepped away, holding his hands out to his side in a more offensive stance. "May the best hero win."

"And that hero will be me bitch!" Bakugou smirked and crimson eyes flaring up with a lust for bloodshed. "Better fight me like you did Dabi and Shitty Hair," cause it was only those two times Bakugou has seen you give your all into a fight.

"You don't have to keep telling me... I will," and if I die in the process then it means a battle well fought.

"If you win, I have something for you," Bakugou brought up as an even bigger motivation to win. Win or lose though, he still plans to gift you the prize.

"And this is why I love you."

"3... 2... 1..." Toshinori counted down but paused suddenly. Everybody's air was caught in their throats in anticipation as your muscles were aching to lash out at the blonde menace.

Bakugou's palms were sparking up a storm in preparation. "You've kept us waiting long enough old man!" The blonde snapped.

"Fight!!!" Toshinori finally gave the go and the field flooded with black smog. This was an unusual occurance, one that's meant to disable your six senses. Can't let him get the jump, can't let him get the first attack.

"This smoke smells so sweet," you sniffed at the air. It was sweet yet ashy: Burnt sugar. Nitroglycerin is deadly yet smelled nice. That's it! Follow the scent and I'll find Bakugou. Your nose guided you through the black fog, sugar being the guide. The one time a guy smells nice it'll be his downfall! Through the smog, the faint glimmer of the neon orange of Bakugou's hero uniform made him stand out. He's waiting out for his prey when he became the prey himself. You aimed the arrow of your brace at Bakugou, the other dripping with silver.

ZIP!

The arrow zipped across the field, a wall of silver guiding it to circle Bakugou. The boy hadn't done a thing, allowing himself to become trapped by your arrows coil much like Todoroku one week ago. If he isn't gonna fight back, make him suffer! You held down the button on the brace with your thumb, igniting the coil in a flurry of flames. That's when common sense didn't kick in. The fire from your coil sparked the smog in the air setting everything aflame! Unprepared, your body took the full extent of the explosion and fell limp upon the cemented floor when the pain was set and done.

The smog cleared away, revealing that you both had been caught up in the ignition with Bakugou on the opposite side of the field in a position mimicking your own. "Jackass took us both out..." You hissed, struggling back to your feet with the determination to win.

Bakugou also picked himself up, his temple were bleeding yet he still could wear his mildly satisfied grimace. "P-payback for our first fight bitch!" He cackled in maniacle laughter.

"Don't kill yourself in the process," you winced. That first fight was on the first week of school. Bakugou was referencing to when you flooded the field in explosive bubbles and Bakugou wasn't bright and popped one setting off a domino effect of other explosions nearly killing everyone in the process. One thing for sure is that he's succeeded in recreating that attack.

You aimed for Bakugou again with one of the braces, Bakugou did a similar change in stance except he make a hug circle with his fingers on one hand and pressed them to the palm of the other. That's when his palm turned a bright orange and you were in trouble. "Wall!!!" You trashed the arrow tactic by creating a wall of steel. A beam of blazing white and orange light pierced the steel and broke right through! You ducked just in time before it could take off your head. When the attack was done, you shakily looked through the hole in your steel to find Bakugou still a grimacing mess.

"You like it?" Bakugou's palm illuminated orange once again. "It's called AP Shot and I made it just so I can beat your pretty little ass."

"Screw you," you aimed for the ceiling with your brace and shot an arrow just in time for Bakugou's next attack and you zipped through the air.

"Wanna take the fight to the air, I'll take it there!!!" Bakugou let's off one explosion after the other, propelling himself into the air.

You aimed at Bakugou once more, "You're persistent I'll give you that..." With another arrow shot, Bakugou made himself drop in altitude to dodge the attack but that wasn't your plan. Upon zipping the other direction, you recalled the coil and snatched Bakugou by his arm pulling him to you. His palm explodes into your face for defense but it had no effect. Your hand melded with his arm, encasing his fist in metal too. Now he can't use his quirk to fly. "Better brace yourself!" You sang as the ground soon approached. Bakugou's eyes enlarged, rolling you both within the air so that you'd both take the landing. Too bad for him, your body turned to steel making the landing just that much more painful for him.

Finally, you were landing the attacks instead of taking them! The blonde was groaning in pain while he tried to get back to his feet. You freed Bakugou's hand and kicked him in the chest. "Final stand... I'm winning," you held back from the attacks since Bakugou wasn't looking so okay anymore.

"You're not..." Bakugou seethed with a heavy breath. "Winning!!!" He jumped up landing a fist into your cheek. You punched him in the face too and it was like taking turns. You punch him, he punched you and it kept going.

Pretty soon, neither of you were barely able to see as your faces swelled up and bled. Aizawa had ran onto the field, "Stop it!!!" He called the end to the fight and while you stopped, Bakugou had to sneak that last hit in and it threw you onto the ground. "Didn't I just tell you to stop?" Aizawa growled.

Bakugou rolled his eyes and knelt down to your aid. "I was punching her as you called it."

"She better be okay," Aizawa retorts.

"Let's see," Bakugou spoke through a busted lip, taking a handful of your hair into his grasp and lifted you head from off the ground. "You alive bitch?"

"Just tell me who won," you hissed.

"She's alive," he dropped you again. "Ya heard her... Who won?"

"You both did. It was a draw," Aizawa motioned for Recovery Girl to come over.

"Fuck no..." Bakugou hissed.

"Well you did," Aizawa crossed his arms. "You both are equal when it comes to fighting skill which isnt a bad thing. You both gotta share the top spot."

"Fine I can share," Bakugou finally got over his prideful spats over the top spot and helped you to stand back to your feet. Your face was battered, cheeks swollen and gashes where Bakugou's armoured gloves clashed. It was evident that you weren't using your quirk to protect your face within the fist fight which would've been smart but in the end fell through. "Are we good now (Y/n)? We fought and we both won."

You tried to smile, but only groaned miserably. "Why does my face hurt more than yours!?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

"Hey!!!" Hawks popped in flashing about the golden medal he's admired all week long. "I heard ya both won! My precious Ark and her boyfriend won!!! Wanna intern with me and Arky-Ark? I'm working undercover if you wanna know!" That offer was out of nowhere, then again, anything coming from Hawks is a random piece of something.

Bakugou considered the offer, but wasn't interested. "With a crazy weirdo like-"

You forced your hand to Bakugou's mouth. "He'll take the internship with us..."

"Awesome!" Hawks handed over the medal he's been mesmerized by all week without a problem. "I made sure to polish this thing's nice and good so you better love it!"

"Love it..." You faintly smile, avoiding most of the pain. You showed Bakugou the medal by leaning into his side. "How do you wanna split it Bakugou?"

"Its yours," Bakugou claimed. "You get the best girlfriend award therefore you keep it. Besides... I know just the way you can award me," the blonde pressed his forehead to yours upon draping the medal over your head. "I want you to start calling me by a name nobody else does. So please start calling me Katsuki."

Despite the pain, you were smiling like an idiot. "I'm gonna kiss you like crazy once our faces arent ugly as fuck anymore... Katsuki."

Just one more chapter!!! It involves the internship. How do you think the book will end?

The final chapter will be postponed until an awesome artist on here is finished with a fanart she's making for this book.