Since there was a work crew still fixing up the damage she caused yesterday, Uraraka only spent around thirty minutes doing endurance training before calling it quits for the period. She had some other homework to do, and she didn't want to risk the workers if the pink ball she was using to train went out of her control again. She walked down the cement walkway that connected all the private warehouses. They were all pressed closely together, since this project was pushing the UA's available space.

She started to walk by Bakugo's warehouse when she got the urge to look inside. She had seen him train before in class, but she was kind of curious to see what his private training area looked like. She had seen Deku's faux cityscape and Iida's drone car faux highway. Tsu even had a small pond in her private warehouse. What would a top student like Bakugo have set up?

Uraraka slid open the warehouse door a little and peered through the crack. The spikey haired blond was practicing his air maneuverability by rocketing around some obstacles that were placed on the wall of the warehouse. His airborne form came to the third obstacle but his explosion was mistimed and he smashed his head into the side of it. He fell about ten feet and hit the ground with an echoing smack.

He could be hurt! She slid the warehouse door open and rushed to his slumped body on the floor. His eyes were closed and he didn't have the angry scowl that was always on his face. He must be out cold! She thought as she tried to remember the first steps of first aid from one of the classes she had last semester. She checked his pulse and examined his head, elevating it onto her lap. It didn't look like anything too major, just a big bump on his head. She sighed, it figures that Bakugo has a hard head.

"What the hell are you doing, freak?" Bakugo growled beneath her, his eyes wide with shock and a million other emotions that she couldn't quite place. The sports festival winner wasn't the easiest guy to read.

"I saw you hit your head, silly! You were knocked out cold, I couldn't just leave you here." Uraraka replied. It almost felt like she was defending herself. She had to come in and help him, that was the heroic thing to do.

"I guess, erm…" Bakugo lifted his head off of her lap and slowly pulled himself up to his feet. He rubbed the top of his head gingerly, then looked up at Uraraka. His crimson eyes looked right through her, questioning her every intention.

"How did you even see that I hurt myself? Were you watching me?" the question made Uraraka immediately freeze and her face must have read clearly as "CAUGHT!" because Bakugo's face screwed up in anger.

"What is wrong with you? This is supposed to be our private training, PRIVATE! Get away from me, you stalker!" He screamed at his classmate, her frozen figure contracting to a slumped guilty one.

"I know, I'm sorry Bakugo. I was curious, but that's no excuse." Uraraka spoke humbly, her head bowed. She was so embarrassed that she had to apologize to him of all people, but she knew she was obviously in the wrong. She looked up from her bow to see Bakugo smiling menacingly.

"This is twice that you've disturbed me, Round Face. How are you going to make it up to me?" He was spoke in a low voice and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"What do you mean? Do you want to watch me train or something?" Uraraka answered, laughing nervously. She didn't really know what she could offer him.

"That sounds about right. Frankly, it's a little too kind. With the amount of embarrassment you've unloaded on me, I should watch you train in the nude. It's only fair." Bakugo barked back at her. His crimson eyes were mischievous, but she couldn't tell if he was being serious or not.

"N-n-nude?" she squealed. Her face felt hot again and she looked away. She hated that he was getting a rise out of her.

"Cool it, nerd. I know you're a perv but I was only joking. But I am going to watch your pathetic private training. And I'm going to yell out every time you screw up. How's that?" Bakugo didn't give her any time to answer as he walked to a makeshift changing area that the work crew had put together while his shower room was getting fixed.

"OH! Ha ha ha…" She exclaimed in response and tried to act like she thought the 'joke' he made was funny. She had seen him mostly naked, so the idea that his retribution would involve nudity wasn't too far-fetched. She shook her head, No, only creeps would think that way.

"I guess you can come watch me tomorrow then? Bye, I guess…" Uraraka called out to the changing room as she walked out of Bakugo's private warehouse. She walked along the cement path that led back to the main campus and couldn't get that defiant, mischievous look in his eyes out of her head. Was Bakugo attracted to her? She was pretty sure the delinquent was more interested in blowing stuff up and becoming number one than any pretty girl, but maybe she was just being naive. The way that he looked at her body was really similar to the way that Mineta and Kaminari looked at her when she premiered her costume for the first time. She's even caught Deku doing it too when he thought she wasn't looking.

Bakugo had time for maybe two or three more attempts at this obstacle course he made himself before he needed to get ready for his next class. He switched his training plan to movement accuracy while the work crew was in the warehouse. He didn't want to accidentally blast any of them. But since he put the course together on a side of the warehouse that was far away from the demolished showers, he didn't really have to deal with any prying eyes.

First he propelled himself upwards with an explosion. Then right before he smashed into the first barrier, he exploded out to the right and his body zoomed around the obstacle's left side. He did another couple of explosions to straighten his trajectory before he swerved around the second obstacle. He was coming up on the third when he realized he didn't put enough juice into the last explosion and he was going to ram straight into the obstacle. He grit his teeth and prepared for pain.

He felt some kind of cushion underneath his head and someone touching his scalp. Had he been taken to Recovery Girl? He hoped not, he really didn't want to deal with how tired he would get if she used her quirk on him. His eyelids were heavy but he forced them open slowly. One of his classmates breasts were hovering over his face. He knew this because a girl with the U.A. uniform was leaning over his face, running her hands through his hair and examining the bump he probably had from slamming his head on to the obstacle. He inhaled sharply in shock and he could smell her perfume, or was it deodorant? All he knew is that she smelled like peaches. Then he realized that she was leaning over him in that strange way because his head was being cradled on her lap, his left ear touching the bare skin of her legs.

"What the hell are you doing, freak?" he couldn't help but growl. Uraraka jolted in shock and looked down to see him staring her down. Her big brown sparkling eyes were painted with shame and guilt. He couldn't make heads or tails of it.

When he accused her of watching him, she couldn't even lie and say she didn't. She turned beet red and apologized profusely, even bowing her head. Honestly it made him a little glad that she felt bad for what she did. He hated that she kept seeing him at his most vulnerable. First he was naked in the shower, now he's injured from a rookie mistake and rendered unconscious? Is she an embarrassment detector or something? There had to be more retribution than just a "sorry", but he wasn't really sure how or what he wanted in return. He decided to make it her choice, since he couldn't think of anything.

"What do you mean? Do you want to watch me train or something?" Uraraka replied nervously. She had provided him with the perfect way to get back at her. Voyeurism against the voyeur.

"That sounds about right. Frankly, it's a little too kind. With the amount of embarrassment you've unloaded on me, I should watch you train in the nude. It's only fair." The idea of nudity came out of his mouth before he had even really thought about it in his head. He instantly couldn't get the image out his mind. The bare skin his ear had just touched, but all over her. He wondered what a girl's body looked like in zero gravity. He let his gaze drag over her body again, letting the daydream hang for a couple more seconds in his mind. Uraraka shrieked and took the comment completely seriously. He sighed and told her it was just a joke before walking over to his changing room. He couldn't keep looking at her now that he had imprinted that idea in his own mind. Damn hormones. He grumbled to himself.

Uraraka called out about coming to her private training tomorrow and left the warehouse, leaving him alone with his thoughts. He sat on a bench and buried his head in his hands. Why was he forfeiting some of his own precious private training time just to watch 'Uravity'? Did he really need his revenge so bad? Honestly, he felt embarrassed by it, but he didn't really feel like watching her would solve anything.

He wanted to watch her though, and he knew it. Ever since they fought in the sports festival, he had seen her improve and expand on her power. It was going slower than the rest of his classmates, but he could see that it was going to be worth it. He wanted to see what she was doing with that heavily weighted ball, especially if smashing through warehouse walls was something she could do on purpose.

And her training outfits fit her just as nicely as her costume. The thought floated to the top of his mind as he mused about Uraraka's powers. If he was expressly allowed to watch her during her training, he could really watch her. And no one would be watching him watch her either, so he could really let his guard down. This retribution was sounding more and more exciting. He pulled his uniform shirt over his head and buttoned up the last few buttons. He hadn't given most of his classmates more than a couple minutes worth of his mind's attention, but this Uraraka girl was starting to loom in his mind with the likes of Deku and Todoroki. But he didn't want to crush her… and that was the abnormal part.