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❝彼女はついに解放されました...

▌fun fact #22 ; kourin's naturally smart.

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"Good work," Aizawa said, standing before the class. "There'll be no school tomorrow or the day after. I'm sure the pro heroes who watched the sports festival will want to recruit you, but we'll consolidate everything and announce it when you get back," he told them, though his gaze lingered on a particularly sad brunette. "So, rest well and look forward to that."

"Yes, sir!" Most of the class said in unison.

"Yatta! Extra long weekend!" Kaminari pumped his fist into the air excitedly.

All, if not most of the class turned to face the brunette wanting to ask her to hang out with them, only, she'd gone. They all shot each other a confused and worried look, it was unusual for her to just leave without saying anything. Not after they'd all built their bonds with her. Bakugo furrowed his brows and abruptly stood up, exiting the class room.

"I was gonna invite her to eat out with me," a sigh escaped Kaminari's lips.

"Right! You were going to ask her out before, weren't you?" Ashido grinned, shooting the blond a pointed look.

"We were supposed to go on a lil' date awhile back, but, she always seems to be doing something or, she's busy," he shrugged sadly, a sheepish smile on his face.

Midoriya furrowed her brows as he thought about the two people he'd been with since childhood. Something didn't feel right. Once he went home to his mother, he would make sure to check on her. Koucchan..

Sero pursued his lips. "I wanted to ask her out too."

"I trained with her a few times, so I thought I could learn from from her." Tokoyami mumbled, chiming in. Keeping their meeting at the convenience store to himself.

"I was going to invite her shopping..." Ashido whined, pouting.

Uraraka nodded, "she seems tough, but she's actually a big softie! I just know it!"

Aizawa's lips curved up ever so slightly. She really is like you Emi. Popular. Stoic. Bursts of anger. Comforting. You can't help but love her.

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Kourin dreaded the walk back to her house, she looked down at the medal hanging from her neck and slipped it off, shoving it into her bag. She hid her bag in the same place she always hid it and prepared herself for the beatings she would get, but no matter how much she prepared, she never got used to it. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to knock on the door though a surprised expression appeared on her face when it flung open, revealing Kinto's agitated face. "I—"

"Get in here runt." Grabbing her by the hair, he pulled her inside and slammed the door shut. He was beyond mad, he was insanely furiously. How did a runt like her win first place in the U.A. sports festival? All he saw was red. He was shaking. His foot made contact with her ribs over and over again and he wasn't satisfied till he heard multiple cracks. "How? HOW?! How on fucking earth did you win the damn festival?" His finger wrapped around her throat as he looked into those dual coloured eyes he hated so much. "How." Punch. "Did." Kick. "You." Punch. "Win?!"

When he got like this, even Ami was afraid of her own husband. If she intervened, or did anything without his say so, even if it was to assist him, she'd face his wrath.

His grip around her throat tightened to the point where she'd began choking. Her eyes began tearing up as she clawed at his arm, trying to get him to loosen his grip. When her face turned an unhealthy colour, he let go of her and dropped her to the ground, coughing. "I should kill you, but then the money funds would dry up," he mumbled angrily, pacing back and forth. "At least your money's being useful, runt, unlike you.. Why do you think we haven't been reported? We have't exactly been quiet, have we?" He knelt down and grabbed a handful of her hair, making the brunette look at him. "It's because I've paid off everyone around us. No one gives a shit about you, because you're nothing but trash!"

Kourin didn't know whether she was crying because of the pain, his words or both. Everything hurt. Her ribs were broken, again. And he was just getting started.

"Ami, get the tools," he ordered her, standing back up again. "I know you have those... quirks, runt. Did you think I wouldn't find out? Which means I can hurt you as much as I want." Kinto's lips curved up into a sadistic grin. "I'm going to have fun."

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By the time he'd finished, Kourin was a bloody mess, he'd even gotten Ami to join in. He cut her up, bruised her, kicked her and then he made her heal herself and he'd do it all over again. He held a saw in his hand and used it to cut into her leg, pained but muffled groans escaping her lips. This time, black haired man didn't care about the noise, he liked seeing her in pain. "Louder, bitch!"

"Please, stop, it hurts," she whimpered out, tears rolling down her cheek.

"Good." Kinto stared down at the girl, the pool of blood that surrounded her was ever expanding. His face, his clothes, even his wife's face were covered in blood, her blood. "Bleed, bleed some more," he whispered, a maniacal look in his eyes as his foot made contact with her head and he didn't stop until he heard a crack. He plopped down on the blood stained chair, a sigh escaping his lips. "Undress her Ami, keep her underwear on. Heal yourself brat, it'll make it easier for her."

Kourin had already regenerated thrice, this was her fourth time, one more time and she'd be doing more damage to herself. Ami grabbed the knife and began cutting away her uniform, all the while leaving little marks on her skin. On the right side of her hip, she dug the blade in and carved the word trash. The brunette shifted and in the process, knocked the knife out of her hands. A switch inside the green haired woman turned on as her palm made contact with the girl's bruised face. Her face. A few more kicks, couple more punches and it'd be unrecognisable. Once the uniform was shredded, Ami stepped back to her husband's side.

A smirk adorned his lips as he stroked her backside, giving it a firm squeeze. "Good girl.. Y'know what? Let's make it public, bitch." Standing up and with his hand's laced with his wife, kicked the brunette out of the house, through the door and onto the streets. "It's not like anyone is going come to your aid, pathetic runt." His foot landed on her back and he pressed down, she winced in response feeling the gravel on her exposed body. Using his foot, he turned her to her back so that she was now looking at the sky. "I've been thinking about it while I was beating you up.." He trailed off and sat on her stomach, smiling down at her manically. "You don't have to live with us, we'll still get your money and we don't have to say your face! But I will miss my punching bag, so when I'm in the mood, I can just grab you! It's perfect!"

Kourin squeezed her eyes shut, soft whimpers escaping her lips. "Please.. stop it.."

"I'm never going to stop," he hissed, grabbing the knife that was strapped onto his back and pointed it at her throat. "Never. You're stuck with me runt." He ran his knife from her throat, in between her breast and down to her belly button. "Red is a good colour for you, bitch."

Bakugo stopped by Chisa and Adan's house first, but when she wasn't there, he headed to another place that could be called her house. You better be fucking okay, shitty weird eyes.

Kinto's foot made contact with her stomach as he laughed psychotically. "Get it?! I'm kicking you out! Get it?!" He circled her like a predator and delivered the occasional kick whilst spouting degrading nonsense. "I'm so rude, babe, come join in! Actually, y'know what... I think I'll solo this.. It's too much fun!"

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Bakugo neared his destination and when he saw three figures on the streets, he narrowed his eyes. What the fuck? Two were standing whilst one was on the floor, and a few more steps closer his eyes widened at the sight. Kinto and Ami, mostly Kinto was beating Kourin out in the middle of the street. "What the actual fuck..?" He uttered out, appalled at the sight.

Hearing a voice in front of him, the black haired man turned his head and at a sight of a highschool student, he smiled. "It's just a kid. Hey, don't tell anyone about his, I have mon—"

Using his quirk, he blasted his way over to them and kicked him away from her, a loud scream escaping his lips. "You fucking bastard!" Balling up his fists, he looked down at the brunette who was barely conscious before he looked back up at Kinto who was getting up from the road. "You're shitty scum! Fucking bastards like you don't deserve to live!" In the corner of his eyes, the house that had its door wide open, their door, he could see the pool of blood on the floor. Before he could attack, he felt something tug at his pants.

"It's you, my kitty kat," she uttered out, her lips twitching upwards ever so slightly.

His eyes softened and he felt tears welling up in his eyes. "Kou," he whispered, kneeling down besides her. Bakugo glared back up at the couple in front of him. "I'll be back for you, stupid fuckers." Scooping up the bloodied and bruised girl into his arms, he walked away, to her home. He was thankful that it was dark so no one was out. There'd be so much questions if someone had seen him. "How could you let those... those shit heads do this to you, Kou..?"

A soft groan escaped her lips, "thanks, idiot.."

Hang in there.. With her in his arms, his pace was slower, it took thirty minutes to get from the Yamamoto house to the Watanabe house and since his hands were full, he kicked the door down, alerting the owner's of the house.

"Kou!" Adan shouted from the dojo.

"Rinny!" Chisa squealed from the kitchen.

Both were eager to congratulate and greet their daughter on her win, but they were horrified at the sight. Almost instantly, tears began rolling down on the woman's cheeks as she covered her mouth to muffle her sobs. They knew the ash blond couldn't have done it, they'd seen the way he looked at her. Which only meant one thing. Whilst his wife was a sobbing mess, Adan took action and grabbed the med kit from the cupboard and cleared the desk, motioning for the boy to put her down. "What happened?"

As if she was a delicate piece of glass, he placed her down gently and as carefully as he could, a tired sigh escaping his lips. "They were beating her. Again. Out on the streets."

"They were probably watching the TV... Fuck!" Adan swore as he began cleaning his daughter's body, a few tears rolling down his cheeks. "Damn bastards!"

"We need to take her to the hospital." Chisa sniffled, trying to get the tears to stop but it was like she couldn't stop. "This is too much. Too much, Adan.. Look at her, my precious girl... We need to tell someone, I know she doesn't want us to. They need to be locked away, for good. We have witnesses, we need to put them away, for her sake."

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Kourin's eyes fluttered open and based from her surroundings, she immediately knew where she was. She needed to pee. When she shifted her legs, she felt someone by her feet. Bakugo. Her lips curved up into a smile as she brushed her fingers through his spiky hair. Thanks, hedgehog. Careful not to wake him, she moved slowly and carefully, rushing into the bathroom. Once she relieved herself, she went to wash her hands and when she looked in the mirror, she stepped back to look at herself. There were bruises on her face and on her neck, his hands had left a mark. She looked horrid. I can't believe Kat saw me like this..

When Bakugo woke up, he expected to see her face. Her beautiful face. Instead, what he'd woke up to, was an empty bed. He jolted up, panic rushing through him. "Kou? Kou?!"

"I'm here, Bakago." A soft chuckle escaped her lips. "Why're you—" She audibly gasped when he practically tackled her into a hug, burying his face into the crook of her neck. "I'm fine," she mumbled, combing through his hair. "Thanks to you."

"I don't get it," he mumbled into her neck, tightening his grip around her waist. "I don't get why you don't fight back. You could easily tell them to fuck off.. Why do you let them hurt you, Kou? You... you deserve better than this. Way better. That day in the hospital, you told me that... they'd been abusing you, I was angry because you didn't tell me." Bakugo pulled back and rested his head on hers. "Ah, the next day, after school... I followed you home, their house. I saw them beat you and I just thought, how? And why? I didn't tell you because I know that you already had a hard time telling me that you were abused. I never wanted to see that again but I did. Last night. God, I was just so fucking mad and I swear, I could've killed them, if I didn't see you on the road bleeding out. You were my priority."

At this point, tears had begun rolling down her eyes as she looked down at their feet. "I'm sorry Kat.."

"Why the fuck are you sorry? It's those bastards that should be apologising," he growled out. Seeing her cry in front of him, it was new and he didn't like it. "Your parents, they called Aizawa and All Might, maybe Deku." Bakugo told her before he proceeded to kiss her tears away. A moment of silent passed before he uttered one word that meant three. "Daisuki. Daisuki. Daisuki." He told her and when those dual coloured eyes looked up at him so vulnerably, he couldn't resist. It was as if he was drawn to her. Leaning down, he smashed his lips onto hers, the hand on her hip was moved to her lower back as he pushed her closer to him.

Kissing the ash blond boy wasn't anything new to her, but, to her, it was like the first time they'd kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him further to her. Kourin could feel his erratic heart beating against her chest, though she was the same.

Bakugo backed her up against the wall and moved his calloused hand to her thighs before he propped her up, deepening the kiss. He tugged her lower lip between his teeth, causing the brunette to let out an involuntary moan which sent shivers down his spine and it didn't help that her tongue was pushing against his. He couldn't get enough of her.

"Koucchan!" Midoriya burst into the room, his face flushing at the sight. "K— K— Kacchan.."

An irk mark appeared on the ash blond's forehead as he pulled away from the brunette, setting her down on the floor. "Deku!" He bellowed out, turning to face the green haired boy, a light pink blush coating his cheeks. "If you tell anyone about this, I'll fucking kill you!"

"Kat, enough.." Kourin rubbed her temple and ambled over to the bed, laying back down again. "For now, don't tell anyone, okay Izu?"

Midoriya nodded and sidestepped around the angry boy, making his way over to his best friend. "Chisa-San called me. Are you okay? It seems really bad this time," he trailed off, furrowing his brows.

A dry humourless chuckle escaped her lips as she ran her fingers through his green mop of hair. "It's because I won the sports festival."

If her fingers were combing through anyone else's hair, Katsuki would've flipped. But when it came to the brunette, he wasn't threatened by Midoriya. He saw the way she relaxed around him. They were close, just as close as they were. Damn Deku.

"Koucchan, we really should do something about them.." Midoriya trailed off, giving her spare hand a worried squeeze. "You can't go on like this."

"We are going to do something about it."

At the sound of a familiar voice, all three students turned to face their head at the door. "Aizawa-Sensei?!"

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▬▬▬▬▬ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

i love exploring a soft katsuki. <33
izuku is a lowkey cockblock doe.
and we done w the abusing, so,
you all can stop with the mfing ;

"WHY DIDNT THEY DO ANYTHING?"
"WHY TF DIDNT THEY REPORT IT?"

if you read my disclaimer at theEe
start of the book, you also would've
read that she stopped them from
doing anything because she was
punishing herself? okay? i fucking
hate repeating myself.