"THERE IT IS!" Kirishima screamed as the beach came into view.

"Woooooow." Your classmates gasped at the sight of the beautiful white sand beach. Even you were taken aback a bit. You closed your eyes and just took in the warm breeze and sunshine on your face.

"The fuck are you so happy about? It's just a bunch of sand and water." Katsuki said as he poked your forehead. You jumped back a bit, still unsure of how to react followed by a sigh.

"Come on Katsuki, you don't find anything aesthetically pleasing about this beach?" He put his hand under his chin and thought for a moment as he peered around.

"I got it." Your eyes widened waiting for his response. "It's big enough to fight on." You smacked your face with your palm.

"I think you're missing the point here you idiot...."

Everyone began settling into various activities. Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari had dropped their stuff and headed straight for the water. Most of the girls had laid their towels out and proceeded to begin tanning. Todoroki and Tokoyami were under a giant umbrella and had coated their bodies in sunscreen. Mostly everyone else was engaged in a volleyball game, including Katsuki. You were just laying in the sand in front of the ocean, listening to the waves. You hadn't even bothered to take your sundress off yet.

When did life become so pea-

"DIE!" Your peace was quickly interrupted by Katsuki's screaming as he spiked the volleyball directly into Izuku's face. You sat up and glared over and saw that poor Izuku had a bloody nose. You turned to look at Katsuki and noticed that he had taken his shirt off. Your eyes couldn't help but explore his body. Every part of him was shredded. 

How is it even possible to have that many packs?! Snap out of it (y/n), you're staring at him like a horny schoolgirl! 

But that's what you were at the moment, thinking about how his body would feel beneath your hands. It was a feeling that was new to you. You shook your head, realizing that there was something more important going on. You got up and ran over to Izuku.

"Are you alright Izuku?" You held out your hand to help him up. Taking it, he smiled and responded.

"I'll be just fine! Thanks (y/n)." He blushed a bit and rubbed the back of his neck.

"OI DEKU, GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" You glared over at the fuming Katsuki, a bit confused. 

Why is he bullying Izuku all the time!? 

You clicked your tongue and turned to face him.

"Honestly, I don't know what the fuck your problem is Katsuki. Izuku didn't do anything wrong. Piss off." The rest of the class stood there flabbergasted. They couldn't believe you were saying this to Katsuki. Even the group in the water, as well as the rest of the girls laying in the sun, paused what they were doing to watch.

"EH, WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT THAT DAMN USELESS DEKU ANYWAYS?" He was shaking, beginning to form small explosions in his palm in an attempt to threaten you. You rolled your eyes and then walked over to pick up the volleyball.

"1v1 me Katsuki." His eyes widened.

"You're challenging me to a 1v1 volleyball match?!"

"What, you got shit for brains? That's what I just said, isn't it? If I beat you, you have to be nice to Izuku for the rest of the class trip." You raised an eyebrow. It was clear that you had sparked a fire in Katsuki's eyes.

"And what do I get if I win?" Katsuki questioned.

"I don't know, what do you want?" He thought for a moment and then smirked.

"You have to do whatever I want for the rest of the trip." Your mouth dropped open. 

Is he serious right now?

Despite such a steep bargain, your eyes filled with resolve.

"Deal."

"W-Wait (y/n), you don't need to do this for my sake! Besides, Kacchan is really good at volleyball!" You turned to look at him before smiling and patting the top of his head.

"Don't worry Izuku. I'm not only doing it for you." His eyes watered a bit before he nodded. You turned back around. "Besides, who's to say I'm not better than him."

The entire class had gathered around to watch. Momo walked onto the court.

"You two will play one match to 21. The loser must comply with the winner's terms. Do you wish to allow the use of quirks?" Momo asked. You tore off your sundress and threw it to the side, revealing your scarred physique to the rest of your classmates. Katsuki's eyes widened as his eyes wandered across your body.

"I don't need mine to beat him." Katsuki honestly didn't know if he was angry or aroused by your resolve at this point. "Besides, if I don't use mine then I know he won't use his. He's got too much of a superiority complex."

"I think I'm in love." Kaminari whispered to Mineta jokingly. Todoroki was even interested in what was going on for once.

"Alright ready? BEGIN!" Momo yelled before backing off the field.

Not a moment later you served the ball overhand at an amazing velocity, causing it to slam down on the opposite side of the court before Katsuki even knew what hit him. Most of your classmates started screaming.

"I WASN'T READY!" Katsuki yelled, smoke literally coming out of his ears. You smirked at his complaint.

"I don't believe that a villain will wait for you to be ready." You winked back.

The match continued, you both scoring points left and right. It was an incredible spectacle as you both were giving it your all, diving around the court and sweating profusely. Kirishima whispered over to Todoroki.

"What do you think the deal was with Katsuki's end of the bargain? Do you think he was gonna make her do perverted things for him?!" Kirishima blushed just talking about it. Todoroki simply shook his head, his face unchanged.

"It's much deeper than that. Bakugou is trying to take command of the one person who's always stood her ground against him." Kirishima gasped.

"That makes sense." He looked back forward at the match. "Geez, when will those two idiots just admit that they have feelings for each other..." Todoroki looked back at him with a straight face.

"I thought they were already together. I saw them hugging out in front of the school a few days ago." Kirishima's mouth dropped wide open.

"YOU WHA-"

"Kirishima, shut the hell up while the match is going on." Momo glared back at him.

The score was 20-18 with Katsuki in the lead.

Dammit...

You were tired. Your legs had begun to shake and your arms were bruised from the force of Katsuki's spikes. You tried to cover how much you were struggling on your face, but your excessive panting was a clear giveaway. Katsuki was staring at you. He was exhausted as well, but not to the same extent you were.

"COME ON (Y/N), YOU CAN DO IT!" Ochaco cheered. The rest of the class began to follow along. "PLUS ULTRA!" You clenched your fist and ground your teeth together, ready to serve the ball again. Katsuki only looked down and whispered to himself.

"Why..." You paused and watched him.

"It's because you're a bully Katsuki." His eyes glared up at your comment. "Your overly aggressive behavior towards others is just a cover-up for your own insecurities. It's childish." You didn't even wait for him to retaliate, you just served the ball. Like the first point, it glided right by him.

20-19.

"DAMMIT!" The next point began. Katsuki angrily slammed the balled back and forth. You were calm, just listening to the voices of your friends encouraging you.

20-20, it was the game point. Katsuki was shaking in frustration. You readied yourself for his serve. The final play began. You both rushed around the court, returning the others strikes left and right.

A bad hit to one of your bruises caused you to pop the ball up into the perfect spiking position for Katsuki. He ran forward, eager to take it. Leaping up, he hit the ball with an explosive blast. He thought it was over, but you were already at the net.

Your hands reached up, the ball nailing your right wrist before ricocheting off back onto Katsuki's side. It hit the ground and Momo called the match.

"THAT'S GAME.(Y/N) WINS!" Everyone cheered, Ochaco and Izuku running over to you first.

"(Y/N) YOU'RE AMAZ -" They froze when they saw you gripping your wrist shaking. You turned back with a pained smile.

"I did it..." You muttered out towards them. Katsuki's eyes widened, finally noticing your clearly shattered wrist.