Bakugou+Uraraka fic. I'm not sure how much I actually ship these two at this point, but this idea came to me. I still like Kirishima/Bakugou…Uraraka/Tsyuu...seriously bnha is like multishipping hell for me. I basically ship everyong except for the ships that the writer actually wants me to ship! Anyway, there will be tidbits of other ships in here as well, but main is Bakugou/Uraraka.

HEAVILY influenced by/Based on Lilo and Stitch. Different genre, age, character, but still. I don't own BNHA or anything by Disney.

Meet the Prisoner

When you look up at the sky, you see the stars. They are beautiful, sure. So beautiful that most people stop there and never think about beyond that. The few that have find the planets. They are beautiful, sure. They see the planets and believe they are enough. That there is nothing else beyond these beautiful places. But for those who see beyond that. Who wonder, what if there is more out there? More that may be…alive? Not another plane of existence, but something that was created for us to see, to feel, to touch? Well, those people would be right. Because there is more out there. Even more beautiful, wondrous things that humanity has not even come close to imagining yet. And one of those wondrous creations that mankind has yet to discover…

Is a literal bomb made of destruction and rage.

"Members of the jury of the intergalactic alliance of peace." On what humans would call a spaceship, in the centre of a large gathering of creatures and beings of all different shapes and sizes stood a judge in white. Well, white, black and red. She looked, from a human's terms, normal. Long dark hair, a white robe with black and red belts, two legs and two arms with a regular, albeit beautiful, face. However, if you were to look closely, you'd see that there are a few things that made her different. Perhaps the shining red eyes? Or the scales such a light colour they looked like skin? Or the way her tongue forked when she got excited. Well, maybe it was that. Maybe it was more. But Miss Midnight is not the main character of our story. "We are gathered here, with me as your judge, in order to cast judgement on an immoral creation known as…" While the beings around her sat in what humans would call benches that circled her, the creature humans would assume is a women flipped through her papers.

"…Lord explosion Murder." A few members of the court looked confused, so Midnight gave more detail. "Otherwise known as experiment 4.20.172."

That explanation caused quite number of murmurs through the crowd. Some negative, some confused, some unable to identify. Midnight seemed to understand there was no one emotion, so she went on. "Standing in his defense," she continued as a large circle in front of her started to glow with an unnatural white light. "Law enforcer, highly credited defender of the peace, Eraserhead. Otherwise known as Aizawa Shouta." As soon as she was done, the white light flashed so bright those with weak eyes had to shield them. When the light dissipated, another creature stood there. This one also looked fairly human, but do not be fooled. His eyes were also a piercing red. His hair, an unnatural shade of black, seemed to float in the air. Pale, almost grey skin was so smooth you could slide on it. Oh, and then there was the pair of small horns hidden underneath his hair. But that was all anyone could see…on the surface at least.

Aizawa glared when Midnight sent him a friendly wink. In the crowd only a few recognized him. The name was familiar of course, but the seemingly lazy man in an all-black ensemble did not fit the bill. A hero known for his wisdom and quick-decision-making skills in battle? Being the defense of some creature? It did not fit the image many had created in their minds.

"And in the offense," Midnight began again, a second light forming next to Aizawa. "We have military general Enji Todoroki, otherwise known as Endeavor." That name was recognized easily. When the light faded a second time, there was even some applause as the large man-like creature stood in its place. Also very human, except for the flames that replaced his hair, the claws instead of fingers and the red scaly tail that wrapped around his waist like a belt. He did not seem to register the crowd around him, eyes focused on a spot in-between him, Aizawa and the judge. His mission. He showed determination at finishing it.

Aizawa saw this look. But unlike many other who had stood against the general, Aizawa felt no fear. It wasn't that he was sure of his case. It was that he knew, no matter what, he had to win.

"And," Midnight hesitated with her third introduction. "We have the…accused. This is Lord Explosion Murder." While cringing at the name, all of the crowd leaned closer as the familiar light appeared. However, when it faded, many were shocked and horrified with the revelation.

In the glass cage that appeared in the centre of the hall held a creature with the appearance no one had ever seen before. Like a human, it had two legs, two arms, a head, torso and regular body. But the arms were green with large metal grenades just before his hands, which were large, orange and black. A clear mist seemed to follow him, as if the sweat on his body was constantly heating to the point where it evaporated. He was large, almost as tall as Endeavor the hero. Even though most prisoners were brought in with the standard prison gear, he only wore the sanctioned white and black stripped shirt. His pants were black with metal at the knees and he wore large boots with spikes at the front, sharp enough to stab someone with. His hair was a simple blond, but upon closer inspection one would discover that the ends of his hair were tiny flames. Along his arms the judges could see long lines and incisions that showed old scars evidence of battle. On his back was a procession of spikes that steadily god larger until the last one was a long thin green tail with the end pointed like a spear. His mouth, full of strong pointed teeth, was so wide it was as if he has cut the ends to fit more into his mouth. Two black layers of skin stuck out behind his ears with sharp jagged edges that looked like little explosions on either side of his head.

Then his eyes- a similar red to others in the galaxy. But they were surrounded by a thick layer of black, the colour of ash, that gave anyone who looked upon him no choice but to focus on his eyes. They were large, wild, completely untamed like an animal. Just one look at the creature and everyone in the audience was struck with a sense of fear.

That animalistic nature was only supported when the first thing the creature did when surrounded by silence was let out a loud, guttural roar that echoed through the hall. Aliens all jumped back in surprise, while the guards that stood at attention all went for their weapons. Many were thankful for the multiple chains that engulfed the creature. Endeavor scoffed in disdain as the creature tried to yanks his arms and legs free. Aizawa cringed when people started whispering in fear.

Midnight had seen the creature before, but still the jewels on her belt glowed to come to her defense. With a short hesitation she turned to Aizawa. "I…Eraserhead, would you like to give the court a summary of the case?"

"Of course," Aizawa replied, ignoring the creature's yells. Normally it would be the judge to explain, but Aizawa had asked to present the case himself. He was grateful she had listened…but the reactions from the crowd reminded him why he needed the advantage. With a respectful bow to the court, he began his speech. "Exactly one month ago now, my team and I caught word of a scientist who had been experimenting in order to create a being that had the potential to take over worlds. Within the week we searched his lab and found this man,"

"Man?" Endeavor scoffed. "Is it a man? That creature looks more like a parasite to me." Normally such an interruption would have been seen as completely disrespectful and would have lost him points with the court. However, given the subject, most were inclined to agree and did not argue with the tactics.

Aizawa on the other hand could not afford to be disrespectfully. He needed all the points in his court as he could get. "It is a man. Or it was." He glanced at the creature as he thrashed around in his cage. There was sympathy and reassurance in his eyes that the creature missed. "From the scientist overhaul's files, we were able to find out that he kidnapped this boy from planet Katsuki at a young age and experimented on him in order to create him into a weapon to take over the three worlds in his solar system and rid it of all disease." He noticed a few in the crowd had sympathy in their eyes. Aizawa counted that as a success. "When we found him we took him back to a health operations building close to our headquarters in order to see if he could be rehabilitated and assess the damage. This is an ongoing process that,"

"Ongoing process?" Again Endeavor interrupted. "Eraserhead, I believe that the research done with this creature in the last months has proven that he is a danger, not a victim that can be treated. Look at him!" he waved an arm out to the cage. Instantly as soon as he got near the subject snarled, his eyes growing in venom and what could only be known as unadulterated hate. As Endeavor began to turn, the creature launched himself at the side, breaking a few chains as he did. There were gasps and shrieks in the crowd, but when he crashed into the wall there was not even a crack in the glass. Endeavor snarled back at the beady eyes that glared through the glass. "As you can see he is extremely dangerous." Talking to the crowd once again he stepped away from the cage, ignoring Aizawa as he rushed over to the side closest to him to try and get his attention. "The files by overhaul detailed exactly how he has been created in order to cause destruction and wreak havoc among civilizations. He has be trained, built and raised in order to do nothing but threat good citizens of the nation. Overhaul may have only planned for the worlds in his solar system, but the capabilities this creature has could hurt hundreds if not thousands of worlds."

A number of murmurs said that it wouldn't take much convincing on Endeavors side to convince them. After Aizawa managed to calm the creature down, he went to the front again. After a quick glare at the general he addressed the crowd again. "We don't know that for sure. He was created for destruction, but it is possible if we teach him he could be good. He was raised to think about one thing and one thing alone."

Again Endeavor scoffed. "From the reports I read, it seems that it is quite clear which path the monster would take if given the option." There was a death glare when he said monster, but Endeavor continued. "Tell me Aizawa. What happened to this creature's creator?"

There was a silence, both from the crowd and from Aizawa as he tried to find the words to answer. Even in the cage, the creature had seemed to pause it's thrashing to hear the answer. After a long pause, Aizawa forced himself to give the court an answer. "From the evidence we found it appears that he…turned on him." Aizawa offered no further explanation. The crowd didn't need any.

Endeavor didn't bother hiding the small smirk on his face. Turning to Midnight he said, "I rest my case. Is there really anything that needs to be proved here?"

As the crowd started murmuring and whispering, Aizawa insisted on getting a word in. "I know that he has the potential to be a threat. Yes he has shown himself to be dangerous. But can we not consider the defeat of Overhaul a victim freeing themselves from a captor? He was taken from his parents and made into a weapon, yes. But he can be more. You're only seeing the surface. He was a boy once. He may have been created to look different, but he still has the same potential anyone else has. No one taught him how to be good or showed him any kindness or mercy. If he were to learn a different way of life, he could be different."

"You say that, yet he's also been with you for a month." Endeavor pointed out.

"How much kindness can he really feel in a prison?" Aizawa countered.

Midnight watched the two go back and forth at each other as she silently pondered the case to herself. Unfortunately, despite the passion and true confidence Aizawa had in his words, it seemed the crowd had made their judgement before he'd even had the chance to talk. In the last few days she had seen how much Aizawa believed in this. The normally deadpanned, careless man showed the same passion behind his stone-cold face that he often held when talking about one of his students. The softy at heart was not naïve. He seemed to be sure he could do it. The problem was, even midnight wasn't sure she believed him.

After some thought, Midnight descended from her pedestal. Slowly, both men stopped their conversation to watch her actions curiously. She did not notice them, eyes fixed on the creature in the cage. It had not been paying attention to her at first, too busy glaring at Endeavor like he was preparing to skin him alive. But when she got closer, those dark beady eyes focused on her.

She stopped right up to the glass barrier. The two creatures stared at each other, studying the other as if hoping to get answers from just a single glance. Offhandedly, Midnight asked Aizawa. "Can it…"

"He." Aizawa corrected.

"..Can he speak?" As if for an answer, the creature started to snarl and growl like an animal. Aizawa groaned inwardly, but tried not to show it.

"I am…working on that." Endeavor rolled his eyes, but decided to say nothing.

Instead he frowned when Midnight reached forward to touch the glass. "Miss Midnight," He protested, making her pause. "The monster is extremely volatile. It wouldn't,"

"He has a name," Aizawa interrupted. Even the creature turned at the sound of Aizawa's voice, startled by the interruption.

Midnight quickly recovered her composure. "Yes, your…weapons name. Besides the title he has already been given?" Aizawa nodded. "And that would be…" She tried turning to the captive for answers. The creature however just snarled at her, sending out a current of derogatory language and slurs. Many in the court shuddered in fear, while others started to edge as far away from the front as they could.

Aizawa seemed to glance at the creature as if to ask permission before answering the question. "His name is Bakugou Katsuki. Bakugou was the planet we found him, and Katsuki is where he was from." Midnight watched the creature-Bakugou, as Aizawa explained. When he did, Bakugou seemed to puff out his chest as if with pride. Midnight raised an eyebrow at that. So the creature had some emotions then. The range of those emotions was the important part. "From what we can tell, he is fully able to understand the speech of others. But whether he is capable of speaking…we have heard nothing except for the curses that he gives. As far as we know, those could be him just repeating what he has heard."

"So he is an animal then," Endeavor concluded.

Aizawa was too tired to deal with him at the moment. Instead of a respectful answer he responded with a zoned in glare. "An animal that repeats what he has learned is the same as an animal who would do tricks in order to be seen as the strongest general? If that's true, I wonder what this court has come to when bringing animals in as their representatives." Endeavor seemed to glow with rage while a few people in the court had to cover their mouths to hide a snicker. Just then Bakugou let out a laugh so loud, everyone spun around to face him. His jeering face directed at Endeavor would have sent even the strongest galactic warrior running to their mama's.

Midnight turned her attention back on Bakugou. "It appears that he can laugh without any problems." Aizawa said nothing, unsure if this was a positive or negative for his argument. Midnight did not wait for an answer. Ignoring Endeavor's warnings, she walked closer to the cage. Bakugou watched curiously, eyes and ears open wide. "…Bakugou Katsuki. If you cannot speak, that is alright. But this courts is currently in the process of deciding the difference between life and death. If your life will mean the death of others, then we cannot allow that. But if your life will mean life for all, then we can give you that chance. Can you give us anything-anything- to make us believe that you are worthy of that chance? That you will use it well?" Midnight had no idea what to think of this creature. She argued both in the sake of fairness and for her friend Aizawa. But in truth…she knew her duty as the judge.

Bakugou, for a moment, did nothing. All the crowd waited to see how he would respond to Midnight's offer. Then, some gasped when he raised one arm. He waved her forward, telling her to come closer. Curious, she did, stepping so close so that she was nearly touching the glass. Endeavor watched while preparing to jump in. Aizawa held his breath, hoping for the best. Bakugou had no trouble dragging his chains forward so that he was right up to the glass. For a moment it was like the entire world stopped as the waited for the inevitable change that would decide the creature's fate.

A wide, devious grin grew on Bakugou's face.

Quicker than anyone could see, Bakugou crashed into the glass. Midnight was so startled she fell backwards and many people in the crowd let out yelps and squeals of fear. Endeavor immediately went to Midnight's side as Bakugou continued ramming into the glass. A few people felt real fear for the first time when the glass, a substance created to be indestructible no matter the villain, began to break. Guards rushed here and there to surround Bakugou, though he paid them no mind. He roared and thrashed in his cage like a wild dog surrounded by nothing but meat. He was crazed, psychotic, and in the eyes of all those around him-dangerous. Aizawa knew, as he let out a deep sigh of defeat, that he had lost.

"Midnight," he tried, giving it one last shot. I know he's difficult now, but,"

"There is no need, Eraserhead," Midnight interrupted, quickly collecting herself. The guards quickly worked to repair the cage as the metal chains around Bakugou sent a small shock through him to calm him down. Midnight took the chance to return to her pedestal, careful to avoid Aizawa's eyes. "This court is here to decide Lord Explosion Murder's fate. We have given him the chance to prove himself. He has chosen to respond with violence. I believe the answer is clear."

Endeavor seemed to nod, confident that the answer he had given was true all along. Again, Aizawa desperately tried to intervene. "Midnight, he may physically be the age of 25 years, but he has still a lot to learn,"

"Aizawa. I understand what you think. But the fact is, we have no proof. Maybe, he could be good. But as far as we know, his capabilities to sympathize and understand kindness may have been taken from him. The possibility for him to show compassion is unfounded, but the potential for danger is real. I'm sorry, but we can't think of the idealistic standpoint here. Lives could be at risk. And he has shown to be powerful. I am sorry Aizawa. But I think the final decision is one that would not take long to debate." She turned on Bakugou, and all the courts around her. "Are there any objections?" Not one alien, creature or monster alike raised their hand. "Very well." Turning back to Bakugou, she was surprised to find the creature's eyes locked onto hers. She had to repress the small gulp in her throat.

"Lord Explosion Murder. Experiment 4.20.172. Katsuki Bakugou." At the sound of his given name, his eyes finally lit with recognition. Midnight tried not to dwell on that as she gave the answer that she hoped would be beneficial for all the lives under her protection. "You have shown to be a threat to the good people of this and many galaxies. Because of this we cannot let you live and potential hurt those around you. By the authority vested in me by the galactic council, you are hereby sentenced to-"

The final sentence was never given.

In plain sight of the shocked, terrified eyes of the court, the chains around Bakugou's wrists, arms, legs, feet, torso and neck suddenly exploded. All stared in shock as Bakugou threw off his main container, then without hesitation, aimed his hands at the glass. Those who had been confused before were quickly enlightened when sparks flew from his hands. Instantly, the glass that was built to be impenetrable, was destroyed.

It was chaos. Screams of fear and terror echoed through the hall. Bakugou seemed to relish in the chaos and jumped into his newfound freedom with a kick in his step and a grin on his face. The guards who tried to stop him were easily thrown aside by another explosion. Court members screamed and scurried away as fast as their legs, tails, wings or tentacles could carry them. Bakugou let out a cruel laugh at their fear, sending explosions to all the exits and right at their tails. "He has the ability to create explosions?" Midnight gasped, horrified as Bakugou began destroying all the defences they had built over the years. The creature that was going to be executed- killed for threatening the lives of innocent, good people…

Was now loose. And ready to destroy those people without a care in the world.

Endeavor quickly jumped into action. While the crowd ran, Endeavor tried rushing at Bakugou. Unfortunately, Bakugou was jubilant, but not unaware. As soon as he charged at him Bakugou launched himself out of the way. Before he could recover Bakugou grabbed the machines- the same ones that had fixed the cage before- and used them to rebuild it. Except that time, around Endeavor.

The general was caught. Outraged, he tried to bang against the crash, to break it the same way Katsuki had. Bakugou just laughed at his feeble attempts, watching as the general's face was engulfed in the fury Bakugou once had. All that was there now was the cruel joy Bakugou felt when he saw those around him begin to run in fear. "Capture him!" he swirled around, and his eyes locked onto a new set of guards rushing into the room. Snarling, he spun around and rushed in the other direction, refusing to release his newfound freedom. As he did, he was confronted with Aizawa.

Eraserhead had bent down into a fighting stance, hands on his steel weapon that hung around his neck and ready to fight. He had faced Bakugou's wrath before. He knew just how dangerous the man could be on the run. He had been the one to find him in that room- the room covered in dents and scratches and burns from previous explosions- that day a month ago. He'd know it- always known it. But hoped for more. Bakugou snarled at Aizawa. Eraserhead fully expected to lose their fight, or for Bakugou to at least cause him to black out before rushing to find an escape.

But there was a light. A new light that Aizawa saw in Bakugou's eyes. Instead of charging at him like he expected, the sparks around Bakugou's arms stopped. He hesitated. His eyes were wide, showing a fearful surprise and confusion at his own actions. Eraserhead's own eyes widened as he saw this in Bakugou. After a month, he finally had a sign- the first sign- that Bakugou had truly understood.

But that sign came too late.

A laser scraped the edge of Bakugou's knee. "There he is!" One soldier called, interrupting the moment. "Get him!" That hesitation disappeared, and Bakugou let out a roar while turning and aiming another explosion at the soldiers. Eraserhead snapped back into the moment, and threw his metal scarf around Bakugou. With a snarl Bakugou dodged the attack, then sprinted straight to the exit. Aizawa considered, momentarily, going after him. But as he disappeared behind the doors, causing an echo of screams to follow him, Aizawa did nothing. Because he knew.

The others may have ran in chaos. The guards around him may have gone for their weapons and the court may have been whispering among themselves, already prepared to give a verdict and hunt him down. But as he ran, Eraserhead smiled to himself.

"I was right."

Now if only someone could help prove that.

"Fire down Meadowbrook's lane. Repeat, fire down at Meadowbrook's lane. Repeat, fire…"

Down in a town on a little, nearly unknown planet called earth, creatures called humans all rushed this way and that to respond to the call. Slowly the sound of the alarm began to fade into white noise. Firefighters were sprinting down hallways, gathering their gear in preparation of the journey. Another fire down in Meadowbrook was not uncommon. But in their city, fires were much rarer than people seemed to think. And with the sudden drought, fire-fighters had to get to the scene immediately.

"Uraraka!" One human quickly looked up at the sound of her name. The woman, 24, who had only gotten out of training to become a fire fighter a few months ago, ran towards a large machine called a fire truck as quickly as her short legs could carry her. Uraraka had medium length, bouncy brown hair that complemented the innocent looking round face that did not match with the serious job of a fire fighter. She was shorter than most girls her age, and slightly curvier as well. Luckily years of training had not gotten rid of the extra weight, but had made some of them into muscles. Uraraka had no trouble lifting the hoses around her to pack up for battle. With a wide smile that didn't match the situation, she jumped onto the back of the truck, next to her friend who had called to her.

"Hope it wasn't some stupid kid," Jiro scoffed, talking about the fire. "Seriously, idiots like that really need to be locked up."

"Aw, come on Jiro!" Uraraka cooed, hoisting herself up onto the truck with a wide grin. "Don't you think everyone deserves a second chance?