(Y/n) anxiously tapped her pen on her book, her (e/c) eyes relentlessly darting towards the clock. Ever since her unfortunate 'reunion' with her old flame, she had been on the edge. But what almost sent her over the edge was the thought of Katsuki meeting Reo. She didn't want the boy to meet him and in any case, come in contact with him. And the first step towards that was to tell the first person to meet him not to mention anything to Katsuki.

The last bell finally chimed and (Y/n) exhaled in relief. The teacher gathered his things and left immediately, giving the (e/c)-eyed female a chance to shoot up from her chair and head over to Kirishima's desk. She unintentionally slammed her hands on his desk, startling him a bit.

"(Y/n) wha-"

"Can I talk to you?" she interjected in a serious tone. "Outside?"

Kirishima's confused eyes looked left to right before nodding unsurely. The girl turned around to exit the class, the red-head following her behind.

The hallway was filled with students heading home and none paid attention to the two students. (Y/n) leaned her shoulder against the wall next to the class door, facing away from the entrance as the boy stood in front of her, a frown on his lips.

"Hey," he shot her a look of concern. "Is something wrong?"

"Hmm?" the girl furrowed her eyebrows before shaking her head. "No. No, nothing's wrong. I just...have a favor to ask of you."

"Oh. Okay," the boy smiled, relieved that he hadn't done anything to anger her. "What is it then?"

(Y/n) scratched the back of her neck. "Remember what happened during the weekend? At the shopping district with that guy?"

"Yeah?"

"Well uh..." the female pushed from the wall and clasped her hands in front of her in hopeful action. "Please don't tell Katsuki about it."

"Huh?" the boy knitted his eyebrows. "Why?"

"Look, don't worry about the reason. Just...those two can't meet, okay? So, don't tell him," she gave him a pointed look. "Very bad things shall happen if they do. Unless you want a fight in your hands then feel free to do so."

Kirishima gave the girl a strange look before shaking his head and shrugging. "Okay. Sure. I won't tell him. It's not like I was going to anyway..."

The girl smiled in relief and crossed her arms over her chest. "Just making sure."

The boy nodded before a look of recollection crossed his face and he began to dig his hands in his pockets. The female looked at him with curiosity, her eyes glued on his pockets. He took out two slightly crumpled up papers and grimaced upon seeing their states. He smoothed them out before giving one to the girl.

"Tickets..." he explained while she read the writings on the colorful paper. "For the show happening on Saturday."

Yume no Sheika...Stage performance...you've got to be shitting me...

(Y/n) looked up at the male and narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. She placed one hand on her hip and help up the ticket with the other.

"How did you get this?" she inquired, her voice laced with annoyance.

Kirishima raised his hands in defense, confused as to why she was suddenly irritated. "Whoa chill. I got it from that Geo guy..."

I knew it...fucking bastard. The girl ran her hand down her face as she groaned in frustration. "It's Reo. And how did you even meet in the first place? Huh?"

"Whoa whoa. He met me. I was just taking a morning run and I bumped into him. So he gave them to me," he explained before his whole face erupted into a flurry of excitement, opposite of the usual expression he made whenever he thought about Reo. "Hey! Did you know that he's the lead guitarist of Yume no Sheika?! Man, if I had known-"

"YES! Yes! I know that! Ugh!" the girl snapped at him, tightly closing her eyes and pinching the bridge of her nose in anger. She then realized that she had directed her anger at the wrong person and quickly opened her eyes to look at his surprised expression. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair to cool off a bit.

"I'm sorry," she said with apologetic eyes. "I'm just a bit stressed out with the fact that he's back and....ugh I'm sorry..."

A small smile crept up his lips and he coolly shrugged. "It's cool. I get it. I won't ask why."

(Y/n) returned the smile gratefully. "Thanks. Sorry again."

"Don't sweat it."

The girl sighed and looked back at the ticket. She scrunched her nose in disgust, feeling the urge to rip it apart, but that would only be a show of rudeness towards Kirishima. She bit back her disdain and pocketed the ticket before sending a fake, bright smile to the red-head, which he returned immediately.

I'm gonna murder that son of a bitch...the girl thought bitterly as she strained to maintain her fake smile.

Her smiling streak was interrupted when an arm wrapped itself around her shoulder and pulled her towards someone's side. The girl's breath hitched when a familiar cologne invaded her nose and on cue, her heart skipped several beats. She turned her head to look at the ash-blond who was glaring daggers at the red-head.

"Beat it, shitstain," he hissed at the boy, his red-colored eyes narrowing to pinpricks in a dare.

"Calm down, bro. I was just talking to her," Kirishima chuckled.

Katsuki's eyebrow twitched and his lip curled up in anger. "You're fucking lucky I haven't fucked you up yet for asking her out. So you better piss off before I change my fucking mind about it!"

The red-haired male sighed and shook his head. His eyes then averted to (Y/n), whose face was darker shades of red as she remained stiff in Katsuki's hold. The boy smiled to himself and sent her a boyish nod. The girl was late to return the gesture but did so nevertheless. Kirishima did the same to Katsuki before leaving them alone.

(Y/n), who was momentarily paralyzed, snapped back to her senses and shrugged off Katsuki's arm, making him scowl the more. The girl made some distance between them and stopped when her back hit the wall.

Where the fuck did you come from?! She scowled at the wall over her shoulder and took a step in front before quickly turning her attention to Katsuki with a composed expression.

"So...what's up?" she asked, thanking the stars that her voice didn't come out as squeaky and hoping that her face wasn't noticeably red. They hadn't talked much after the early morning phone call, only twice on the weekend and three times that day. She had already come to terms with her feelings but she was still practicing how to act around him, as normal and as composed as she could be. It wasn't easy, but someone had to do it.

And it didn't help that Reo was back in town either. If the universe wanted her to get a heart attack due to these two circumstances, it was doing extremely well.

"Why the fuck were you talking to him?" he questioned, his shoulders hunched in tension and jealousy.

"Festival things," she lied coolly with a shrug, a small smile playing on her lips.

Katsuki clicked his tongue and took a threatening step forward. "Your dumbass self is still going with that assclown?!"

(Y/n)'s smile twisted into a frown and she crossed her arms over her chest. Her eyes narrowed, a vertical wrinkle appearing between her eyebrows as she pursed her lips slightly. "Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe go fuck yourself."

Strangled sounds sounded from his throat as his form shook in anger. The girl maintained her hardened stance which was threatening to collapse from sheer giddiness of being around him.

Katsuki then groaned in anger. "Do you really have to go with him?!"

The girl scoffed and gave him a funny look. "Who else do you want me to go with? You?"

"YES!!"

The female's eyes widened a bit as her hands fell limp to her sides. Her heart fluttered at the fact that he so blatantly offered to go with her in Kirishima's place.

"No."

"Fuck you just say?"

"I said no," the girl repeated, her heart screaming profanities to her mind for refusing a once in a lifetime opportunity. "I can't just ditch Eijiro because you offered. That's a bitch move."

Katsuki's gritted his teeth when the girl referred to the boy with his first name and several tic marks appeared on his forehead, crows' feet radiating from the corners of his eyes.

"You're now on fucking first name basis?!"

We've always been on fucking first name basis. The girl sighed and rolled her eyes.

"I can't deal with this..." she muttered under her breath as she attempted turned to walk away from him.

A gasp escaped her lips when an arm shot out in front of her, blocking her path. She turned around to escape the other way, only for the same thing to occur. She turned to face Katsuki, who had caged her between his arms, his hands against the wall on either side of her head.

Oh...my...

"W-what are you doing?!" she stuttered, her voice coming out rushed and in a whisper. Her heart was doing a marathon at the action and she swallowed thickly. The male had somehow managed to get so close to her that she could practically feel his warm breath fan against her face.

"Don't go with him," he ordered in a low, husky tone, his blazing eyes boring holes in the girl's stunned own.

(Y/n) could swear she was seconds away from melting there and then. Her gaze was held in a trance by his enamoring eyes and she even failed to notice the shocked looks the other passing students were giving the two from their compromising position.

Her (e/c) eyes briefly trailed down to his lips and she sucked in a deep breath. Before then, the thought about kissing Katsuki had never once crossed her mind but she now found herself considering it, actually wondering how it'd feel like. Heat spread all the way from her cheeks to her ears and she quickly averted her eyes away from his lips to the side.

I need space...

"If you insist then," she mumbled, still embarrassed about her thoughts and her fierce blush.

Surprise flashed in the ash-blond's eyes at her fast acceptance and he backed away from her a bit. He slowly sized her up in an unconvinced fashion. He knew her to be one who stuck to the 'first come, first serve' code, so having her willingly accept to drop Kirishima was questionable. And talk about how quickly she backed down...

"Sure 'bout that?" he arched an eyebrow at her, making the girl scoff.

(Y/n) looked back at him and scowled. "No. Now ,move, you twat!"

She placed her hands against his chest and pushed him away. The boy stumbled back away from her, his face contorting with pure, unadulterated rage.

Of-fucking-course.

(Y/n) on the other hand, inhaled sharply as she came to terms with what she had just done. Pushing him away was so no easy feat as it required a lot of quick pep talks and courage. She still had to stick to acting normal towards him, which could only work as long as he stayed out of her personal bubble, which was hard considering the ash-blond had along the way lost any respect he had for her own personal boundaries. Intentionally or unintentionally, she didn't know but what she knew was that she had to act like herself at all times.

"I said this before and I'm saying this again," she said in a stern tone. "I'm not ditching him. I'm going with him, like it or not. Okay?"

The boy's hands balled up into fists, his teeth gnashing together at her defiance. Both convincing and intimidating her into giving in to him had failed and he was now left with dealing with the fact that she couldn't be easily swayed. It somehow intrigued him that she assertive but that was only a tiny part. The larger part of him wanted to beat her into submission. Mentally.

Katsuki cursed under his breath and shoved his hands in his pockets as he pouted angrily.

"Fine. Do whatever you want," he muttered. "I don't give a shit anyway."

Yes, yes you do. (Y/n) thinned her lips into a straight line and sighed inaudibly.

"Let's just go," the girl said, nudging her head towards the class door. "We still have training to do."

"Tch. Whatever."

***

(Y/n) walked back to where Katsuki was after she was done changing into her training clothes and set down her bag next to his. The boy turned to look at her and his eyes raked down her appearance, taking in her cropped vest and short shorts, all the same color with her costume.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" he questioned, turning his gaze from her as a small blush formed on his cheeks at the fact that the clothes left little to the imagination.

The girl looked down at her attire and back up to him. She furrowed her eyebrows and shrugged. "They're my training clothes. I had them made together with my costume. I mean...I can't keep wearing that bodysuit even when we're training, right?"

"What if they burn off like last time, dumbass?!" the boy snapped, his blush intensifying as he recalled the awkward moment.

(Y/n)'s mouth flew open, her own face turning a similar color to Katsuki's.

"Th-they won't burn off!" she helplessly stuttered and hugged herself when the unpleasant feeling of nudity slithered through her. "A-and...AND STOP TALKING ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED YOU JERK!!"

"Fucking fine!!" Katsuki pointed a finger at her, getting intensely flustered when her bare body flashed in his mind. "BUT IF THEY DO, I'M LEAVING YOUR FUCKING ASS HERE ALONE!!"

"FINE!"

"FINE!"

The two glared at each other, both faces burning with embarrassment and unknown tension bubbling between them. (Y/n) was the first to break eye contact as she looked away from him with a scowl.

"Are we starting or what?" she mumbled in irritation, the sudden awkward air around crushing down on her.

"Whatever," the boy muttered as he began walking towards her.

He was dressed in a black vest coupled up with black sweatpants, a color that seemed to be his favorite. Not that (Y/n) cared about that because she was busy trying to not ogle at his defined arms but who's paying attention.

Katsuki stopped in front of her and she looked up at him with indifference, brushing aside her feelings to focus on the task at hand.

"Today we work on Quirks. Bet you can handle that, huh?" he smirked, making the girl narrow her eyes at him.

"Where...are you going with this?"

"Just shut up and make sure you don't die," he snickered as wisps of smoke began emitting from his palms. "I've been waiting for this shit for a long fucking time."

This...is the guy I like...world, what the fuck did I ever do to you? (Y/n) grimaced and took a few steps back.

She then remembered that her Quirk could negate his and she smirked back, getting into an attacking stance as her hands began to glow.

He must be having a terrible memory if he thinks he can beat me with his Quirk.

The girl then noticed something different about the situation, making her smirk falter. She gasped when she realized what was different and quickly went to attack. But before she could make the first move, the boy lunged at her with an explosion. The girl loudly cursed while she jumped out of the way, the blast narrowly missing her side.

The female coughed from the dust and smoke as she lifted her upper from the ground. She looked up at the shadow of the approaching male behind the smoke with widened eyes.

"What the-what the hell?"

"Heh," Katsuki appeared from behind the plumes of smoke, revealing his smirking face as he stared down at her. "Well, what do you know?"

The female furrowed her eyebrows at his threatening stance, his arms held up at his sides as small explosions sparked on his ready palms.

"Guess your fucking Quirk can't stop mine now, huh?" he sneered murderously at her. "Now I can finally roast your ass!"

What? Did it change after my Quirk modified? (Y/n) stared at her open palm and activated her power. Thoughtful eyes swept over the glowing, dark-red crack-filled skin and she noticed something she hadn't before. Unlike before, she couldn't cool her magma into rock form. When her Quirk modified, both heat and density increased, making it impossible for any forms of solidifying.

Great...just my luck...the female thought in spite as she glared up at the smirking male.

The girl groaned inwardly and got to her feet, deciding not to dwell on the matter as she had more important things to focus on. Like not dying again for that matter.

(Y/n) pouted at him and shrugged in slight disappointment.

"Well..." she began, "That's too- AHHH!"

A shriek erupted from the girl when she quickly dodged another abrupt attack from the ash-blond. The girl straightened up and turned to face him, only to jump from another blast.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" she frantically screamed at him when she got up from the ground after escaping another large explosion. Katsuki only responded by detonating an explosion, which she escaped by jumping to the side.

He's not giving me time to counter-attack!!! The girl thought hysterically when she avoided another series of blasts. Katsuki was ruthless with his attacks, his aims precise if it weren't for (Y/n)'s agility to avoid them.

"You ignorin' me?!!" Katsuki barked when the female dodged a blast. "You have some fucking nerve, hah?!!"

The boy splayed his arms behind him and propelled himself with a series of explosions towards the girl. (Y/n), who was struggling to get onto her feet, gasped when she saw the boy fast approaching. She put her hands forward, her palms beginning to glow but just when she was about to attack, Katsuki, with the help of his blasts, flipped in the air and landed behind her. (Y/n) cursed and quickly swiveled around, hands in front of her to dispel a heat wave wall.

The wall did well on protecting her from Katsuki's direct onslaught but collision pushed her back. The girl pressed her feet against the ground and crouched to prevent herself from being blown off her feet. When the blow dissipated, she straightened up, her breaths coming out short and ragged.

Katsuki waved off the smoke with his arm as he approached the fatigued female.

"Use it," he commanded in a growling tone, earning him a funny look from (Y/n). "Your fucking Quirk, dammit!!"

"I could if you'd give me the fucking chance to!!" she yelled, hands balled into fists on her sides in frustration and anger.

"Do you think a fucking villain will give a fuck, huh?!" the boy argued with the same tone.

She stomped her foot on the ground. "This is training for fuck's sake!!"

"My training, my rules!! Now get your head out of the fucking clouds and stop being so fucking weak!!"

The girl narrowed her eyes at him and her fists tightened. "I'm sorry, what...did you just say to me?"

A shit-eating smirk formed on Katsuki's lips as he saw the girl's body beginning to darken and glow red almost in a second as flames licked her skin. It was working.

"Apology accepted, you fucking weak ass motherfucking bitch!"

As soon as these words were out of Katsuki's mouth, the girl splayed her hands in front of her and shot out hot magma towards the boy. The male dodged the hot fluid and did a front roll, getting onto his feet behind the girl. He kicked the back of the girl's legs and she shrieked when she landed on the ground face first.

(Y/n) turned her body around and instantly froze when her shocked eyes met with Katsuki's glowing palms right in front of her face.

"And you're fucking dead," the boy said as he placed his hands back to his sides to frown at (Y/n). "Get up. We're done."

"Wait. That's it?!" the girl stood up, her face twisted in puzzlement and knitted her eyebrows at the boy.

"Yes."

(Y/n) gaped at him. "But...but we just started! It didn't even last for two minutes!"

Katsuki rolled his eyes. "I was assessing your Quirk, dumbass. I haven't gone up against you before with my Quirk so I didn't know how you use it. But now that I do, I wish I didn't."

(Y/n)'s forehead creased. "Huh-wha-?"

"You take ages to use your Quirk. You rely on long distance to use it. If it weren't for the fact that you're fast, you'd probably be dead by now. You freak out too fucking easy. You need a fucking head start for everything, it's like you're fucking preparing to walk down a fucking aisle," Katsuki took a menacing step forward, making her take one back with a flinch. "And what the fuck are you thinking about?! Your next move?! Just do it, you fucking moron! No one's gonna wait for your ass to taking a breath and think. And do I have to get you angry so that you can fucking move?! Huh?!"

Ouch...that...that seriously hurts. (Y/n) winced and rubbed the spot where her heart was located.

"Wow...haha..." she choked out a bitter laugh, her face completely red in embarrassment. "You really should be careful with your words, Fireworks. Someone could get hurt...like me, for instance."

Katsuki clicked his tongue and maintained his glare on her. "I don't give a shit about your fucking feelings. That's the fucking truth and you know it. From now on, I'll be training you double. No excuses and no slacking off. Do that and I'm gonna beat the shit out of you. By the time I'm done with you, you better be kicking ass or else I'll kick yours. Hard. Understood?!"

I swear this guy ain't normal. The girl sighed in defeat. "Fine."

When the boy sent her a chilling look, she flinched and quickly nodded. "Understood."

"Good," the boy smirked before sizing up the girl and frowning. "Go change. You look like you took a swan-dive in shit."

(Y/n) looked down at her dirty appearance and her face flushed again. She looked up at the boy who was heading towards his bag and she sighed in dejection. She was already used to his insensitive words but that didn't mean they didn't sometimes manage to send a twinge of pain to her heart. It didn't help the fact that Katsuki wasn't one to freely give compliments or good remarks for that matter, so she had to suck it up. Suck it up and accept that he was the way he was.

***

(Y/n) and Katsuki walked towards the former's home, (Y/n) still sulking over Katsuki's words. No one had ever made such remarks about how she used her Quirk before but hearing them now made her take a step back and think. If Katsuki was being completely honest with her, then she wasn't as good as she thought she was. On the way, she had put much thought into his words and come up with the conclusion that he was just correcting her. In his own way that is. But that didn't stop her from being upset with the way he had put it.

As they neared her house, the girl noticed a figure leaning against her door and she furrowed her eyebrows in puzzlement. She squinted her (e/c) eyes at the distance, the person gradually coming into clearer focus the nearer they approached the house.

When she was finally able to make out the person, she cursed loudly and stopped in her tracks. Katsuki noticed that the girl wasn't walking beside her anymore and stopped too to send her a confused look over his shoulder.

"Huh? The hell's wrong with you?"

The girl quickly jumped in front of him to block his view of the person and started pushing him back.

"You should go. Now!"

"Haah?" Katsuki's brows creased at the girl's unusual behavior and he planted his feet on the ground to resist being pushed back. "What the-are you out of your fucking mind?"

(Y/n) sent a quick look over her shoulder to see if Reo had noticed their presence. When she saw that he hadn't yet, she looked back at Katsuki. The boy wasn't looking at her anymore but at the male leaning on her door.

He narrowed his eyes at Reo. He had seen the quick glance (Y/n) had shot the male and had already pieced together that she knew him and for some reason, was preventing him from meeting the unknown boy. And that made him angry. Angry because the girl was hiding the boy from him.

"Who the fuck is that?" he asked her slowly, his raging crimson-colored eyes darting back to (Y/n)'s widened own.

Fuck! He's already seen him! Fuck what do I do?! What do I do?! What do I do?!...

"Uh...the mailman?" she chuckled nervously and gulped when she realized he wasn't laughing or was in no mood to do so.

The ash-blond clicked his tongue as an angry frown creased his forehead. A wave of futile rage swept over him upon getting such a stupid response from the girl and he roughly pushed past her towards the unsuspecting boy.

"Wait! Katsuki no!" (Y/n) grabbed his hand to pull him back but the boy harshly yanked it away from her and turned to send her a warning glare.

"Don't fucking stop me," he growled at her menacingly before he turned back to make his towards Reo. The female remained rooted to the ground, her lips parted in shock as her reeling mind tried to assess the situation.

The two meeting was what she had been dreading and now there was no stopping it. Katsuki had seen Reo and Reo was about to meet Katsuki.

Fuck it all.

***