05:00 AM. The students arrived outside of U.A and boarded the bus to begin their journey to their intended destination.

07:00 PM. After 14 long hours, the group arrived at a secluded wooden lodge surrounded by a fortress of stretching trees. The sun had begun to set, basking the scenery in a warm golden glow. The children exited the bus yawning and stretching, trying to shrug off their tiredness.

Aizawa sensei turned to face them, his eye twitched at the unenthused bunch. He coughed, grabbing the students' attention "It's been a long day. You have an hour to settle down before dinner. I suggest you use your free time wisely." He sauntered away into lodge to speak to a group of adults which could only be assumed as staff.

The teens broke off into their pairs, scrabbling to get their luggage off the bus and began rushing inside to check out their rooms. Midoriya was last, after Bakugo, of the group to get his luggage off the bus.

Midoriya huffed as he dropped his bag at his feet. "Well Kacchan, I guess we sho-" he turned and sighed realising the blonde had left him alone. "Thanks a lot Kacchan…" he muttered under his breath as he hulled his bags inside.

He awkwardly passed the teachers and shuffled into the corridor where the rooms were and met Bakugo pacing angrily. "Kacchan?" Midoriya asked, immediately regretting it as the blonde shot him a glare.

"Oi, shitty nerd. Our room's not here!" he yelled, impatiently tapping his foot.

Midoriya looked at each door, counting the room numbers. "One… three… five… Ah, seven. Room 7 is the last one Kacchan."

Bakugo shouted. "Shut up. Die." He stomped off ahead of Midoriya, swinging his bag over his shoulder. Once he got to the end of the corridor, staring at the room door he planted his foot on it and swiftly kicked it open.

"Ah don't kick it Kacchan!" Midoriya quickly followed him into the room.

The boys arrived to their room; it was a modest sized lodge room with matching twin beds which took up most of the floor space, a small writing desk next to the door, a towering closet in the corner of the room complete with a small washroom the boys had to share. The bare essentials the two would need to get through the week.

"Great…" Bakugo hissed under his breath, he dropped his bag by the door and took the bed closest to the door. Midoriya shuffled across the room with his luggage, setting it down lightly at the end of the bed beneath the window.

"So Kacchan-" Midoriya tried to make conversation but was cut off by Bakugo rudely leaving to use the bathroom, slamming the door violently behind him.

Midoriya sat down on his bed, ignoring Bakugos rude outburst. "He probably just really needed to use the bathroom…it was a long journey." Midoriya muttered to himself. He began scanning the room, it wasn't much but it was cosy. It would last them the week at least. He snapped out of his thoughts as the door slid open as Bakugo exited the bathroom. He ambled over to his bed and lay down, draping his forearm across his eyes, pulling his shirt up a little exposing his muscular mid-drift ever so slightly.

Midoriya stayed quiet for a while, just watching Bakugo. After some time had passed he decided to break the silence. "So Kacchan-" he started but immediately jumped at Bakugo suddenly jolting up from his ragdoll state.

"Shut the fuck up, Deku! I'm not here to make friends with you. Die!" Bakugo lay back down and rolled over onto his side facing the door, leaving his back exposed to Midoriya. Who suddenly snapped at him.

Midoriya leapt forward and violently shoved Bakugo off his bed and onto the floor. Midoriya was stunned, and gulped realising what he had just done. Silence. He carefully climbed over the bed and peering his head out to check on Bakugo. "…Kacchan?" he called out softly and immediately regretted it. He was met with glaring crimson daggers.

"WHAT THE FUCK DEKU!" Midoriya gasped, pushing himself up from the bed with arms but he was too slow, the blonde had a death grip on his shirt and swiftly pulled him onto the floor beside him with a noisy thud.

"ow- Kacchan!" Bakugo swiftly moved so that he was now straddling the younger boy not giving him a chance to escape. He leaned over and swiped one of the pillows from his bed before Midoriya could even think about defending himself and pressed it into his face. Midoriya tried yelling but it just came out as muffled yelps through the pillow. Bakugo grinned manically watching as Midoriyas arms flailed around aimlessly looking for a way out. After the screeching and scrabbling had died down, Bakugo lifted the pillow revealing a dishevelled and sweaty Midoriya.

"You almost killed me Kacchan!" Midoriya squeaked, breathing heavily.

Bakugo stared at him with complete indifference and got up, allowing his body to drop back down onto his bed. Midoriya sat up and glanced over at Bakugos once again lazy composure. "Aren't you going to at least talk to me?"

Bakugo's eyebrow twitched. "Why the hell do you ask such stupid questions?" Midoriya huffed and averted his gaze. "I don't want anything to do with you, as far as I'm concerned you don't exist."

Midoriya felt a sting on the last comment but decided to quietly unpack the rest of his things and wash up before meeting everyone for dinner.