Sorry for the wait! Writer's block & responsibilities always a thorn in the ass. Regardless, Lust is officially underway! For those of you who don't know, this Story branches from Envy, a separate story. Some plots may not make sense, so be sure to check it out!

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As always: Go Beyond Plus Ultra!~Nyan

*knock knock*

Uraraka dropped her pencil with attitude, sighing before getting the door. What the hell did...Bakugo want?

"Hey."

Her hair stood on end. Whenever he was nice to her (or just decent), Uraraka couldn't help but be happy and smile. But not this time. The cheery expression Class 1-A was used to was polluted with stress and exhaustion, and it'd get a shy of sympathy from the Explosion Quirk user.

"Hey Bakugo. What's up?" Uraraka didn't even sound like herself. He'd been going through the runs himself, but to see someone else sort of down made him feel some type of way he couldn't quite explain. "Nothing. Uh, what's up with you?" "Oh, it's nothing." Ochako sighed once more, but she wouldn't get away with lying to his face.

"Come on, this better not be about the damn assignment." If he'd come here just to shit on her like everyone else had been lately, Uraraka would kindly crawl back under the rock that was her room. After the 'Traitor' assignment (she desperately tried to get it to be called something less demoralizing), she'd received the cold shoulder from a few of her classmates. She didn't understand; they'd been tasked to play the role of villains before, what was so different now? Maybe it was because she had practically lied to their faces and betrayed their trust, especially after everything that's happened lately. Trust was everything nowadays.

"Who cares what those morons think?" Bakugo barked, Uraraka expecting a typical Bakugo answer and rolled her eyes. "It's easy for you to say, everyone likes-" As she sat down, she laughed a bit, shaking her head. "What's so funny?" "Huh? Oh, nothing, nothing." She chuckled, looking up with what appeared to be her normal loving expression which caught the blonde off guard. "Hey, you wanna…" she swung her head inward, gesturing one of the only people not isolating her to come into her room.

Bakugo scratched his head, looking away while a faint blush- a blush that didn't go unnoticed- spread across his nose as he took a gander into the bubbly girl's domain. It smelled of vanilla, and she didn't have too much. Honestly, her room looked a lot like his. Ochako sat at her desk, but grabbed a seat for her guest who sat beside her as she did her homework. Bakugo couldn't help but look on as her petite body strutted to assist him, creamy thighs crossing in comfortable short-shorts as she took a seat, and a marvelous chest screaming from a black tank top heaving after light work.

"Relax Bakugo." Uraraka placed a soft hand on his bicep, an angel blessing a sinner such as himself. "I don't bite- well I try not to. But I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't believe me, judging with everything going on." She cluelessly scratched her head, going on and on while Bakugo was trying to determine whether she was trying to be funny or sexy; honestly, that was a mix of both.

Bakugo twirled one of her extra pens, captivated by the lullaby Uraraka hummed. It was soothing, and he never felt so content. Too bad she caught him staring and daydreaming, but knew that if there was anyone gawking at her with pure innocence, it was either Midoriya or Bakugo. "You like that, huh? It's an old song my mom used to sing to me when I was little." Bakugo shook his head, unaware of his rudeness. "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you." He said in a low voice. "No! It's okay." she laughed. It was funny, Uraraka didn't know he could be so polite. In fact, there wasn't too much she knew about Bakugo. Sure, there was an obvious character he put out, but everyone knows that there's always more than meets the eye.

The daylight shown in her room, and he swore he wouldn't get mesmerized again. But big brown eyes scrolled her book while reflecting the sun's rays, and a smile was plastered on her face that Bakugo just couldn't get over. Uraraka was very, very pretty, he thought. But before he examined the rest of her flawless features, the pencil shading of her bubbling made him take notice. He examined the question she had just answered in her book.

"Hey, wait a sec." Bakugo moved in closer, almost hovering over her as he reread the question. Uraraka looked up at him before doing the same. "I think the answer is D." He sat back, folding his arms coolly. "It's a trick question: you want to point your attacks away from buildings and inhabited areas in order to avoid collateral damage. Like-"

"What you and Deku did during the practical." Bakugo closed his eyes at the thought of his green-haired rival. Ahhh~ yes, Deku, he'd almost forgot who he was even dealing with here: his little sidekick over here. "Yeah...like what me and that damn nerd did…" He muttered, irritated, Uraraka being unable to help herself and giggle. "You guys were incredible out there. I mean honestly me and Aoyama were doomed, I just got super lucky really. But you- uh uh! You're really amazing Bakugo, it's inspiring!"

"I just...think you're really amazing."

Mina's cursed words were creeping back into his mind, and confusion reintroduced itself. Bakugo looked away, conflicted, but to Ochako it was a form of taken offence. "Oh my gosh, d-did I say something rude!? I'm sorry!"

"Shut up Pink Cheeks, you're fine."

Bakugo's deep voice sent chills down her spine. Uraraka turned away frantic and flustered, but slowly looked back at the boy before her. He was deep in thought, and she worried for him. What could be so troubling it's got even the likes of Bakugo thinking?

"Uraraka, can I...ask you a question?" He broke her from thought, but as their eyes met, Uraraka was astonished by handsome features. And she fell in love with those ruby red eyes that gleamed in the sun's glistening infernal light, his gaze passing on it's power and setting her heart asunder.

His heart was burning too, but for another. And he desperately needed to figure out how, what, and why this was. It was a weakness, an obstacle, and there just wasn't time for either of those things anymore. "Is there someone that makes you feel…'weak'?"

Uraraka's mind instantly conjured Midoriya, and his resolve during the Hero Licensing Exam. Izuku didn't only make her feel weak. Uraraka would float in the air as the butterflies in her stomach fluttered at the thought of him- wait, hold on!

"B-Bakugo!? Wait, you mean...is there...someone you like?" That, on his face. That was offence. He didn't like that and Uraraka would make a mental note to not cross that line again. "Don't say it like that idiot! I don't know what the hell it is, but I-I-I never said that, alright dammit!?" His leg shook, and Uraraka was at the point of no return. She was in unknown territory, but was excited. Ooh~, just the thought of Katsuki Bakugo's romantic adventures was thrilling! Who could it be!? Jiro!? Hagakure- no no, that was just not a match. Hm, him and Momo would be cute. That'd be precious!

...what if it was her? WHAT IF IT WAS HER!? Did Bakugo like Uraraka!? Oh god, what would she do!? Sure, Ochako thought he was charming, attractive, and don't get her started with that figure he'd worked on so. But it was all to sudden! What would Midoriya say!? Iida!? Asui!? She had to-

"It's Ashido..." Bakugo locked his fingers tighter.

"C-come a-come again!?" Well, this was a change of pace.

Bakugo had recapped the events from a few nights ago, just as he did with Midoriya. Mina clearly showing some sort of affection he just wasn't used to. Bakugo revealed that it felt like she'd 'took a key and opened something up inside'.

"That's adorable!" Uraraka spat, Bakugo rubbing the bridge of his nose and rolling his eyes at the waterworks. "Aw! Mina! She's so cute! And here she was trying to tell me I was in love…"

"Are you?" Bakugo asked.

"Weee'rrreee~ not talking about that! We! Are talking about! You, and the girl across THAT hall!" Steam streamed from her nostrils, Bakugo hadn't seen anyone so knee-deep in denial. "So, come on! Spill!" An arched brow of confusion greeted the rosy-cheeked girl, who was brimming with eagerness. "Didn't I just tell you!?"

"Nooo~ Bakugo! Like, what do you think of her!?" Uraraka took her seat, and leaned into his face. "She's cute, super funny. But what is it about her? Talk talk talk!" All this pestering was starting to get annoying. Besides, it was obvious.

"What do I like?" Bakugo asked as though she was supposed to know, Uraraka watching him get up and walk towards the window, gazing at the trees ruffling in the light breeze. "Tch...everything. 'Cute'? No, Mina's...she's beautiful…" He looked down, reflecting on his own traits. "I don't even think I deserve a g-" He stopped, the sniffling and sobbing of the clown behind him just catching him off guard. "What the hell- WHY ARE YOU CRYING!?"

"That...is just... that's the cutest thing I've ever heard!" Tears (more like waterfalls) streamed from the girls eye, Bakugo wanting to end the excessive sobbing himself. Ochako wiped her orbs and balled her fist in determination. "Okay! Operation Ashido is a go!" Hm, that had a nice ring to it...what!? Hold on a second! "W-what does that mean!? Hey! Pink Cheeks, I'm talking to you!"

"You'll have her Bakugo. I promise!" She cut him off, her willpower gleaming in her eyes. "It's an Uravity guarantee!"

What was this determination, this drive? Why was she so inclined to help him? Honestly Ochako didn't know herself. But she did know that she'd bring happiness to her acidic and newfound explosive friends.

"No, no, no!" Uraraka slammed the notebook Midoriya had given Bakugo atop his head, before sitting criss-cross atop the explosive boy's bed. "Bakugo you don't learn these things through reading! You...I don't know, it's something you just gotta do!" "Tch, moron! If I could do it, you think I'd be asking you or that damn nerd for help!? God, I feel like I'm gonna be sick…!" Bakugo continued to pace around his room. Uraraka had been drilling him for almost 2 weeks, the do's and dont's of her pink friend- scratch that- all girls. She knew it was a nerve-wracking thing, but seeing the flustering on the other side was a shocker. "I didn't think he could get like this…" Uraraka thought with a smile on her face.

"I swear, if I catch you smiling like that one more time…" Bakugo fumed. "Uh! Well! I guess I'll take my services…" before Uraraka could finish, an intense grip held her wrist, and a dominant tug demanded she returned at once. She turned to look at the boy who was up to *here* with her clownish bullshit. "Elsewhere…"

"Get back here..." Bakugo grouched, Uraraka laughing. "Sounds like you want me all to yourself." "I don't like to share my food." Ochako's eyes widened at Bakugo's teasing resounded in her ears. "Bakugo!" she exclaimed, holding her chest in shock. She wouldn't admit it but she adored this side of him. Not to mention, that was pretty hot. She walked forward, shifting the momentum, testing him before the big catch that was Mina herself. She wanted to know how long it'd be before he cracked under pressure.

Bakugo watched as she rubbed his chest, her fingernails leaving a trial of flame on his skin. He wasn't expecting Ochako to ball his shirt up and pull him forward, glossy lips inching closer to his face, yet landed by his ear. "Then why don't you take a bite…"

If Bakugo could see the look on Uraraka's face, he'd see the blood rushing as she brimmed with regret. That was the most daring thing she'd ever said! She couldn't kiss Bakugo! Sure, they'd become relatively good friends these past few days, but she was out of her mind! Bakugo, on the other hand, was dizzy from the heat swirling in the room. He couldn't do it simply because his body was aching with fear. It was even in his voice.

"W-w-what?" Uraraka couldn't help but snicker before dying of laughter at the sound of his shaky voice. He was so cute! She wish she'd gotten to know Bakugo sooner, he was such fun to be around- and to tease (something that was new to even her). "Oh, I'm just kidding!" Uraraka released the poor boy from his grasp, hiding behind the facade she put on. "Where's all that confidence you had a second ago? That's what you need!"

"Tsk, this is different idiot. I'm not nervous when I'm around you." Bakugo free-fell onto his bed, crossing his hands behind his head. This was tough, Ochako thought. It was like trying to make a demon good...that wasn't nice at all. Her mind raced, trying to devise a plan.

Then she thought of something. "Hey Bakugo."

"What now?"

The girl placed her hands on her waist, and she didn't miss Bakugo eyes as they scoured her body. He wished he wasn't so nervous, he'd take her slim waist in a heartbeat. "Mentally undressing me over there?" Uraraka swayed her hips slightly, and Katsuki loved it.

"Yeah. And?" He sat up on his elbows. "What were you gonna say?" A giggle greeted his punk attitude. "What did you stop by for the other day?" She knew he'd never just drop by because he felt like it. It crossed her mind but then all this happened. Bakugo looked away, recalling what he had indeed stopped by for. "Oh, that." What was he getting all nervous for? He wouldn't look at her, and there was a faint blush on his face. "I was just gonna say...thanks. Y'know, for patching me up and all that..."

"What? Y-you mean during the assignment?" It was the rosy-cheeked girl's turn to blush. It was quite an intimate moment, the most intimate she'd shared with him, let alone any guy. "It was nothing! Shut up! I'd do it for anybody!" Ochako was all over the place, Bakugo smiling at her cuteness.

"Quiet dammit." He laughed. "Look, it's getting late. Just make sure you're not busy tomorrow."

"Yeah, you're right, I should get- wait, what did you say!? Why!? W-what are we-"

"Goddammit Uraraka, why else!? We're going out." Bakugo declared, getting up from his comfortable position. "Now get out of here, go to bed."

"Hey! Hold on!"