Hey guys! I'm Kara, and I usually do the editing between me and Medi, but this randomely popped in my brain, so I decided, 'Why not?'.This is my first FanFiction so...hope you like it :')

If I did own My Hero Academia, Kiribaku would be canon. Alas, 'tis not so.

"Ugh, I can't believe we have another test in Math," complained Ashido, slouching on the common room sofa. "Ectoplasm's killing me with Algaibruh."

"Algebra," Sero corrected from his spot next to her. He was half regretting bringing up the subject in the first place. Once Ashido starts ranting, there's not much you can do but listen and nod.

"Same difference," replied Ashido sullenly. "Seriously, though. I'm sick for one week, and I miss an entire topic, which, apparently is vital to the test!" Her voice started rising with frustration. "And you know what Ectoplasm said to me, Denki??"

Kaminari, who had, in fact, just been passing by, was totally caught off guard. "Uh...no?"

"He said to me: 'You have more than enough caring friends that can help you with catching up, I'm sure'," Ashido said, in a surprisingly accurate imitation of their maths teacher. "I mean, the nerve of that guy! It's his job. He is paid to help us!"

Kaminari sweat dropped. "Calm down, Mina. I'm sure he didn't mean it like that. Our class is already two weeks behind in Math. I'm surprised he's been taking it this slow until now."

Ashido huffed in annoyance.

"Plus, I'm sure Yaomomo is more than willing to help tutor you," Sero added.

Ashido looked at him exasperatedly. "I already asked her. Apparently, she's having to tutor half the class, and I didn't want to be a pain."

"But I thought you needed to catch up, not a tutor," Kaminari frowned, lost.

"Sero already helped me catch up with the writing it down part. The problem is, I need to understand it for it to actually help me," Ashido sighed.

"You know…" said Kaminari slowly. "We are your friends. Why haven't you asked one of us for help?"

Ashido looked him directly in the eyes, and gave him a look that made him regret saying anything. "If you want to keep your ego intact, don't ask."

Sero looked away and whistled. "Harsh."

"What about Iida? Or maybe Midoriya?" Kaminari changed the subject quickly, keeping what dignity he had left.

"They said they couldn't because they were- wait! Bakugou!" Ashido cut herself off and sprinted towards Bakugou, who had just gotten down to grab something quick to eat between his training. Ashido stepped in front of him, preventing him from ignoring her.

"What."

"I really need some help with this test in Math. Do you think you could find it in your black heart to tutor me? Please~?

"Fuck no."

Ashido frowned. "Why not?"

"Because I fucking said so. And why the hell should I waste my time with you when I have training to do?"

"Because we're friends."

"You're gonna have to do better than that, Raccoon eyes," sneered Bakugou, pushing past her.

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"Why is Bakugou so mean~"

"Well, you should know better than to ask him, Mina," responded Kirishima distractedly, scrolling through his phone.

"Yeah but aren't we his friends? Friends help each other, especially when one sucks at something and the other is a pro. It's so annoying."

"You know what is annoying," Kirishima looked up from his phone, "pestering someone to do something for two days constantly. Bakugou didn't let up on our dueling, he was so mad." Kirishima winced in pain at the memory.

"Yeah, yeah, okay. I maybe went a bit overboard, but I'm desperate! The test is in a week!" After a few seconds, Ashido's face lighted up as an idea came to her.

"Hey, Kiri…"

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"Fuck off, shitty hair," growled Bakugou, attracting unwanted attention from other people in the common room. He had decided to go there for some peaceful reading on 'Perfecting Pro Techniques', but ended up face to face with a determined Kirishima. "Like hell I'm gonna tutor a dumbass like you. It'll take forever to get it through your thick skull."

Kirishima practically wilted, and gave the other his infamous Puppy Dog Eyes, which were rumoured to soften even Aizawa's heart. Bakugou shifted uncomfortably and looked away.

Kirishima, instantly spotting his weakness, seized the opportunity. "Oh c'mon, Bakubro. No one else will help me. I'm gonna fail the test, and then they're gonna move me to class 1B 'cause I'm not smart enough, and we won't be friends anymore!"

This was, of course, a lie and an utterly ridiculous conclusion. Bakugou opened his mouth to tell him so, when he made the mistake of meeting Kirishima's eyes, which had fully evolved into the final stage of Puppy Dog Eyes. Kirishima saved this stage for very special occasions, or, in this case, very difficult people.

"F-fuck off…" Bakugou felt his resolve slowly melt away. His eyes couldn't leave Kirishima's. By this time, everyone in the common room was watching them with baited breath, anticipating Bakugou's reaction. After a couple of minutes of pure silence, Bakugou let out an exasperated sigh.

"Fine. Whatever. You win," he said defeatedly.

"YouhavetotutorMinaaswell," added Kirishima hastily.

Bakugou's eyes narrowed.

Kirishima beamed innocently back.

Bakugou got up, still holding his book, and turned around. After walking a few paces, he paused.

"Whatever. One more extra wouldn't make a difference. You might as well invite Tape arms and Dunce face while you're at it," Bakugou said before getting up and walking upstairs, ignoring the dozen or so pairs of eyes following him with matching gaping mouths.

"H-how…?" asked a confused Ashido. She didn't actually think he was going to say yes, she only wanted to prove Kirishima that Bakugou was just being difficult. A smirk curled her lip. Things just got interesting.

Everyone simultaneously turned towards Kirishima, who was still grinning from his win. Seeing everyone staring at him, he froze and awkwardly shifted from one foot to the other.

"What?"