[Oh god I'm so crusty at writing now :') it's been like a year since I've last written :'') Thus is my first fanfic, I wasn't ever gonna write any but my love for Kiribaku is too strong I couldn't resist so hope you enjoy! ;)]

Kirishima POV

' I've never been too fond of the way we've ran things. It's honestly all a bit disturbing. To explain, this century is the worst of them all. There's only two levels of social classes, those who live in huge and luxurious houses, have a crap ton of money, walking around like everyone on the streets should bow down to us and those who are just barely scraping by, eat dirty scraps off the floor to keep from starving to death, are lucky to have torn up and tattered clothes so they don't freeze at night.

Society, along with my past generations, has put me into the 'more fortunate' class. And it might be overbearing to say, but I don't consider myself to be like the other rich, old pervs who buy the deprived citizens and use them as living sex toys just cuz' they got no money and are helpless against it. It's uncivilized and I hate it with a passion. People shouldn't be treated like items you can buy off the lot.
They deserve respect...but I'm bound by the chains of my family's tradition and the laws of the town to do anything that benefits those people. I can only sit silent and not offer a bid as the auctions go on. Sadly, I have no choice but to go to those events because it's a requirement as the head of my household.'

I walk down the brick lined road in my fancy getup, two muscled-out men following behind me (personal bodyguards), and enter a building with the name of "Auction Center". I hate this disgusting place, but it's "cultural" for the rich guys to attend. Whenever I go to an auction, I always find myself not paying attention to what's going on, guess it's better that way though. I take a seat next to my bud Sero, he and I are the only two rich ones that are in our early twenties and haven't ever bid. The other guys are pretty old and happily attend with money on-hand to buy their new play things.

"Aaaallllll right ladies and gentlemen! The auction is now starting so get your wallets out because this first one is a real prize!" I avert my eyes as the auctioneer starts the bidding and waves around his stick of magical auctioneering (just a small staff he uses to poke at the people getting auctioned off. Pisses me off)
"This young, male, teenager has bright blonde hair with a black lighting bolt shaped streak in it! He has never been touched and was found in an alley way sleeping in a pile of trash. Muscular but thin. Nooooowwww can I get $150!" I glance slightly at the teenager in rags up on the stage. Sero instantly rose his hand to start the bidding.
"Woah man, it's your first but ain't it?" I hadn't expected him to bid and was a bit disappointed.
"Yeah, what the heck...I didn't even mean to. But he does seem very charismatic." Sero also looked a bit shocked, like he rose his hand before thinking.

I just don't understand why Sero just suddenly placed a bid after being so against it.

"Yes! $150 to Sero Hanta back there! $200, anyone going for $200!" Someone else in front of us rose their hand. This went on for a couple more bids, i guess Sero was persistent on winning the bid for him.
"$650! Going once!...Going twice!... SOLD to Sero Hanta!" Sero looked accomplished but still bewildered that he even started bidding in the first place.
I looked back on the stage to see the one Sero was bidding for quiver in fear that he now "belongs" to someone. He was taken off the stage and later would be given to Sero.

"Next we have yet another untouched male teenager with quite the temper. His short fuse goes along with his messy, ashy blonde hair and dangerously red eyes! Unfortunately, we had to restrain him because he kept fighting back but it only proves his well built strength!" I took a small glance and my eyes widened. This ashy blonde, short fused, gorgeous looking man!
"I must have him Sero!" I whisper yelled to Sero with my fists clenched. I get why Sero instinctively bid before.
"But you never bid!" Sero said in shock. He new I hate this bidding thing more than anything but in that moment, I couldn't comprehend anything but to win this auction.
"I know I know! I never wanted to but I HAVE to have him! He's gotta be mine and ONLY mine! I-I don't know why but I gotta have him!" I say, staring at him on the stage in those restraints. I don't even understand what I'm even saying.
"Then start the dang auction already." Sero punched me in the arm.

"This angry boy was found-"
"$500!" I raise my hand as I fiercely stand up from my seat. All eyes were on me, including the auctioneer and the one on the stage but mine were set in those ruby red eyes of his.
"Y-Yes! $500 to Kirishima Eijiro! Can I get $550!" No one in the room bid against me, probably because they don't wanna deal with his anger issues but I find that quite attractive!
"$500 going once!...Going twice!...SOLD to Kirishima Eijiro!" I stood staring with determination at the blonde. I saw him flinch then he growled, fighting against the restraints.

"I don't know what I just did..." I sat down
"You just bought someone...but why now of all the other auctions we've been to." Sero asked me
"Not sure. I saw him on the stage and acted without even giving it a thought." I said seriously to Sero
"Well I'll be damned, never thought I'd see the day you bid." Sero sat back in his seat.
"Same to you too." I sighed, wanting to punch myself in the face. I'm such a hypocrite.

Bakugo POV

'So how in the living hell did I get myself in this dumbass godamn situation!? Getting fucking sold like a fucking toy!
I was just minding my own fucking business, kicking trash around like any normal person and suddenly I was thrown into a car and they stripped off my clothes and put my in this potato sack! Fuck!

What's a man gotta do to get some decent clothes?! Next thing I know, I'm tied up and put in front of snotty ass rich people, got bid off of, and now I'm the pervert's property?! Fuck everything!'

This guy comes over to me and put more restraints on me. I can't say anything cuz I got a cloth over my mouth but he goes and talks.
"Auctions over, you're going home with your owner now, follow me." I growl and kick him in the shin. He throws me onto the ground and bound my feet so I'm unable to walk. Then he drags me over to where that guy had bought me. I struggle and struggle to try and get free but a shit ton of my energy has been wasted and I haven't eaten anything in a while so I eventually just let him drag me. Hated it.

Third person POV

The guy drops Bakugo at Kirishima's feet.
"Hey! Don't treat him like that!" Kirishima knelt down next to him and untied all the restraints.
"Sorry, but I just didn't want him to be of any trouble to you." The guys apologizes.
"I appreciate it but there's no need to take this much caution. You're excused." The guy apologizes once more and leaves. Kirishima helps Bakugo up and as pissed off as Bakugo is, he's more tired so he leans onto Kirishima and falls asleep. Kirishima looked down at Bakugo and smiles softly.

"I'm gonna head back now, Sero. You should head back too. Dinner at my house tomorrow night?" Kirishima smiled
"Yeah sounds great! We'll be there. See ya man." And with that, Sero walked out with his lighting bolt boy. Kirishima picked the sleeping boy up bridal style and they went back to Kirishima's.    

[fuck I'm done!]