The next few weeks of Suzuka's life were weird. Izuku was barely around, much to her chagrin. He always left earlier than she even woke up, and by the time she'd returned from club or cram, he was busy in his room, training. So here she sat at lunch alone, again, as Izuku used his break times to train in the gym. She didn't really know what to do without him, so the night before Suzuka had packed them both bento boxes. She made Izuku's special; she shaped his sandwich like All Might, in a desperate attempt to get him to notice her. But he hadn't.

Suzuka wondered what exactly had caused the sudden shift in her brother? She knew that he wanted to go to UA, and she knew that training would be a necessity, but he'd never been so persistent in his training before. Suzuka frowned, could it possibly have something to do with their run in a few weeks ago? It was after that that he began to worry so much about his training. To be fair, Suzuka was worried about that as well. She'd been so useless after her shield had gone down, what kind of hero would she be if she was a one trick pony? Maybe she should follow Izuku's lead and work on her conditioning as well? Suzuka frowned, given up on her lonely lunch, when someone sat down heavily on the other side of the bench.

"Hello, Kacchan." Suzuka sighed, placing her bento box next to her. Katsuki said nothing to her, his arms crossed across his chest. He glared out at the quad in silence, and Suzuka watched him curiously.

"Where's Deku?" He asked suddenly, catching Suzuka off guard. She thought long and hard about that question, which was obviously loaded, before giving a quick shrug.

"Training." She told him. Katsuki growled at her, turning his glare on her.

"You look pathetic sitting here by yourself." He sneered at her. Suzuka would have frowned had anyone else said that to her, but she supposed he was right. This is where her and Izuku usually ate lunch together, and now that he wasn't here, she just looked lonely. Suzuka glanced over at Katsuki, who was still glaring out into the quad. She wondered for a minute why he was here. "Well?" He growled. Suzuka hadn't realized how long they'd sat in silence until he spoke to her, irritated and impatient.

"'Well' what?" She asked him, confused. Katsuki groaned, rolling his eyes. He looked straight at her, his glare only half as intense as it was a second before.

"Are you gonna fucking eat or not?" His question caught Suzuka off guard and timidly she reached for her bento box. Had he come to sit with her so she didn't have to eat alone? Katsuki watched her every move with red, calculating eyes, satisfied when she placed her lunch in her lap and opened it. "I'm not going to be at Judo Club today. I have cram for UA." He said finally, after she was a few bites in.

"Oh." There it is, that's why he sat down. "That's okay." Suzuka said between bites. Katsuki watched her from the corner of his eyes, he swore her shoulders dropped ever so slightly, but she wasn't looking at him. Instead she was staring out into the quad. Katsuki hated how sad she looked, it was pitiful. Like a crated puppy.

"I'm still going to take you to club though. Make sure your dumb ass makes it." He scowled. Suzuka's lips quirked into a smile: it was a sweet gesture from him and she was going to make the most of it considering those were few and far between.

"Thank you, Kacchan." Suzuka said earnestly. Katsuki snorted at Suzuka, again turning to look out at the quad. The bench grew awkward between them and Suzuka sighed, full. She frowned at her bento, it was still half full. With confidence, Suzuka handed her bento over to Katsuki, who looked at it with a raised brow.

"I don't fucking want that." He said plainly. Only his stomach gave him away. Suzuka pursed her lips at him and with a scowl he snatched it from her hand. "Did Inko make this?" He asked, eyeing the food warily.

"Nope. That was me." Suzuka smiled, shifting in her seat so she was facing Katsuki. She swore she saw his brow raise, impressed, but it was gone too quickly.

Suzuka watched the boy eat in silence, thinking back to a few weeks ago. The run in with the sludge villain seemed to have had an entirely different effect on Kacchan as it did the twins. While they had become more aware of how weak they were, Katsuki's seemed completely unaffected. Only when he'd shown remorse for destroying Suzuka's shield, did his demeanor change, and afterwards it was right back to where he started. It was in this thought process that Suzuka had an idea.

"Kacchan?" Suzuka asked quietly. Katsuki froze, looking over at Suzuka like a cat ready to pounce. "What." He said mid bite. Suzuka frowned, biting her lip. It's true. She did want to be stronger, but was she willing to ask?

"Izuku has been training a lot recently," she started slowly. Katsuki tensed, glaring at her cooly.

"I don't give a fuck." Katsuki told her. Suzuka shook her head, starting with Izuku probably want the smartest idea.

"I want you to condition me." She blurted out. Katsuki snorted, returning to what was left of her lunch, completely ignoring her request. Suzuka glared at him. "I'm serious. I was completely useless the other day because my physical and mental strength is so poor."

"Why would I waste my time on that?" He asked her. Suzuka frowned. She didn't know, why would he train an underling? Why would he train his competition for that matter. He would have to be offered something in return to even make it worth it. Suzuka's frown quirked into a mischievous grin.

"You'd gain from it, too." She told him obviously. "Make me stronger and I make you stronger." Katsuki stared at her, his glare unchanged.

"I do my own conditioning in the empty lot on A street." He scoffed at her, standing up from the bench. He tossed her bento box onto the bench next to her before placing his hands behind his head, bored. "Be at the gates on time today or I'll leave you behind." He waved dismissively, walking back towards the building, the sound of the school bell chiming faintly in the distance.

This was stupid and Suzuka knew it. She stood quietly outside of the locked gate of the empty lot, and behind the wooden panels she could hear explosions ringing out. They echoed off the empty street loudly, making Suzuka regret coming here.

He didn't exactly say no. Suzuka told herself, finger on her chin. He practically invited me here, he didn't have to tell me where he practiced. She shook her insecurities away, pulling the gate open and sliding through.

To her surprise, the empty lot was littered with all kinds of things. There were tires stacked like fighting dummies, tires strewn around the ground for running drills. Set across the field from her were long poles with different colored tape wrapped around them to and upper body. There were obstacle courses set up from scrap wood and metal, pull up bars and even a short distance sprinting "track." Sitting in the middle of the blown out quad sat Katsuki Bakugou, igniting and extinguishing his hands repeatedly.

"I was wondering if you were gonna show up or not." Katsuki told her without turning around. Suzuka barely heard him, she was too busy staring in awe at the makeshift gym around them. "I didn't realize you were slow on the uptake. Next time I'll spell it out for you-"

"Kacchan, did you make this?" Suzuka interrupted. Katsuki growled at her, he hated being interrupted.

"Yeah. And?" Suzuka looked at the boy, who still had his back turned to her. She smiled warmly at his back.

"It's impressive." She told him fondly. Katsuki stopped igniting his hands long enough to turn and look at her. With a cocky smirk he spoke.

"Fucking obviously. Did you expect anything less?" Suzuka huffed, rolling her eyes at Katsuki, as she deposited her bag next to his. Katsuki watched her walk over to him slowly, his arms crossed in front of his chest. "What do you want to learn?" His question caught her off guard

"What?"

"What are you, deaf? Why the fuck are you here?" He asked again, this time more annoyed. Suzuka looked at the ground, thinking long and hard about what he'd just asked her.

"I want…" She paused. "I want to be able to do more than I can now." Katsuki snorted at her and she glared at him. "I need to be stronger so that I can manipulate my quirk more effectively."

"And people in hell want ice water but that's never gonna happen." He told her cruelly. Suzuka glared up at him with all of the rage she had in her body. She couldn't help but feel like he thought her a joke. "Did my words upset you, Dori? Then how about if you prove me wrong?" He paused. "Don't be like dumb, useless Deku."

"Katsuki…" Suzuka warned him. Katsuki ignored her.

"Well that's how you're acting. Like dumb, useless, whiny, titty baby, Deku." Katsuki sneered at her. Suzuka had heard enough.

With a growl she latched onto the kinetic energy near Katsuki, sending it hurtling towards him with an immense amount of force. It shoved the boy back several feet, but it wasn't enough to completely knock him off his absurdly high horse. As he skidded to a halt, Katsuki glared up at her with furious red eyes. Suzuka had wished she'd had enough juice to knock him off his feet.

"Pathetic. Just like Deku." Katsuki told her. He fought back the urge to rub his chest. Her blast stung, even if it wasn't enough to completely knock him over. He growled, sprinting for Suzuka.

Suzuka's eyes grew wide and she tossed another wave of energy at him. He barreled through it, jumping into the air and bring his fist down towards her. With a wave of her hands, Suzuka shielded herself, and Katsuki glanced off of her invisible fortress.

"How long can you hold that?" He wondered out loud, his voice taunting her. With a growl, he ignited his hand, crashing it headlong into her shield with a mighty thud. His assault continued, much to Suzuka's chagrin. She could practically feel each punch that landed, as they racked her body. "Fight me off! Because if you let me get to you I'm gonna kill you!" Katsuki hissed.

He can't be serious…. Can he? Suzuka thought frantically, grunting with every swing. She could feel herself being physically pushed backwards. The familiar twinge of a headache formed in the back of her head. She had to get out from under him. Can I use the shield? Suzuka thought, an idea forming in her head.

With a growl, Suzuka bolstered her shield, and when the timing was just perfect, she threw it at him with all her might, dissipating the shield and creating from it a blast of telekinetic energy. It caught Katsuki completely off guard, and threw him back several more feet. Unfortunately, he landed on his feet. Suzuka decided she was going to have to work on that in the future as well.

Katsuki scoffed, holding his chest. That time he could feel her vibrations in his ribs. It wasn't pleasant.

"You may have gained some ground, but it doesn't matter, because you can't conjure another shield to save your life!" He roared his palms catching fire. Suzuka swallowed her nausea, thinking fast as Katsuki ran for her.

Come on, Suzuka! You have to- Suzuka grinned, thinking back to how she had always squelched Katsuki and Izuku's squabbles. She knew she had just enough energy to get one more manipulation off. As Katsuki reached for her face, Suzuka warped the kinetic energy around his fist, completely burning out his hand.

Caught off guard, Katsuki left an opening for Suzuka to strike. She grabbed his wrist, using the boys own inertia against him, and tossed him over her shoulder. He landed heavily on the ground, and Suzuka released his wrist, retching on the ground where he'd leapt from.

"Huh, so you aren't as useless as Deku." Katsuki murmured, getting to his knees. He watched with an upturned nose as Suzuka wiped her mouth.

"You weren't really going to blow up my face, were you?" Suzuka paused catching her breath. She watched Katsuki's face for any kind of reassurance, but received none. Instead he got to his feet, smirking at her.

"We'll meet here on the weekends." He told her firmly. "And I swear to God if you waste my time I'll-" He paused, but couldn't come up with a threat she knew he'd follow through on. "I'll make you carry your own damn bag to Judo!" He finished lamely, earning a laugh from the girl in front of him.

"Deal." Suzuka told him. Katsuki went to turn away, but Suzuka stopped him. "I promise I won't waste your time, Kacchan… Thank you." She said quietly. Katsuki ignored her, instead grabbing their bags from the ground and heading towards the gate.

If Suzuka thought her day with Katsuki was weird, it was nothing compared to when he dropped her off at home. Still woozy, Suzuka entered her apartment, closing the door slowly behind her. She entered into a full house, seeing the dining room was set for four people, three of whom we're already in attendance.

"Oh, Suzuka!" Inko smiled head of the table. "I'm glad you're home! How was judo?"

"It was fine…" Suzuka groaned, her stomach churning. It smelled like fish and wasabi. To the left of her mother sat Izuku, who smiled at his sister warmly, but across from him was another man. He was skinny, pale and wildly blonde. He'd likely be taller than Suzuka if he were standing. He studied her with calculating blue eyes, that were sunken into his sallow face. He seemed familiar, even though Suzuka knew she'd never seen this man before.

"Hi Suzu! This is Toshinori Yagi." Izuku smiled.

"Like All Might?" Suzuka blurted out. Izuku and Toshinori exchanged a pointed look, before Toshinori smiled at her nervously.

"Strikingly similar names, but no relation, I assure you. I actually don't have a quirk." He corrected Suzuka. Suzuka gave him, what she hoped, was her most genuine smile, despite belly. "I'm actually a Life Coach for Pro Heroes."

"Yagi-San will be joining us for dinner tonight." Inko told her happily. She gestured to Suzuka's place at the table, but a sudden churn in her belly cause Suzuka great pause.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Yagi-San but-" Suzukia clamped her hand to her mouth as her tummy lurched once again. She took off down the hallway at breakneck speeds. Behind her, she could hear Izuku and Inko shouting after her, but she ignored them, slamming the bathroom door shut behind her. Izuku and his mother both shared a concerned look, while Toshinori stared down the hallway, wide eyed. They could all hear her vomiting.

"I'll go check on her." Izuku smiled at the pair weakly, standing from the table. "She probably used her quirk too much." Cautiously, he made his way to the bathroom, knocking lightly on the door. He didn't hear anybody inside, so he decided to try the handle, which was surprisingly unlocked. "I'm coming in." He warned, before slowly opening the door. He frowned at his sister, who was collapsed over the toilet.

"Go eat dinner, Izuku." Suzuka told him weakly. Izuku shook his head, entering the room and closing the door behind him. Izuku moved to the bathtub, sitting on the side and rubbing Suzuka's back in gentle circles. Suzuka shuddered, but she did not retch again. "I'm sorry, I didn't know we were having company or I wouldn't have overexerted myself."

"It's fine, Suzuka, really." Izuku laughed at his sister, shaking his head. Suzuka looked at him with a question and Izuku's eyes widened. "Oh, he's taking me on as my personal trainer. He's helping me get prepared for UAs entrance exam."

"Sounds expensive." Suzuka grimaced. Izuku chuckled uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Nah. H-he saw me try to save Kacchan and offered to help." Suzuka shot him a look, one that told him that she didn't believe a damn word he said, but she let it go. If Izuku didn't want to be truthful with her, she wasn't going to pry. There was no way she was ever going to believe that Yagi Toshinori was a personal trainer. "How did you get so sick? It wasn't another villain, was it?!" Izuku asked his sister, concerned. Suzuka shook her head.

"I've been training too. That's why I'm like this." Suzuka muttered. "Kacchan pushed me too hard today."

"Kacchan?!" Izuku asked. Suzuka sighed, pushing herself up from the toilet. She flushed in silence, closing the lid, and looked up at her brother quietly.

"If you came around more, you'd know that." She lied. Suzuka felt bad about it but there was no way she was missing out on this chance to brother. Izuku frowned at her, patting her head.

"I'm sorry." He apologized. "It's just, my dream." Now Suzuka felt incredibly guilty. She sighed, putting her hand on her brother's.

"I know." She gave him a small smile, one that Izuku returned. "Can you tell Mom that I'm going to skip dinner tonight. I just don't feel well." Suzuka asked. Izuku nodded, standing from the tub. "Tell your friend I'm sorry, I'll meet him another time."

"It's no big deal, really, mom has invited him to dinner on Fridays." Izuku told her. "You'll get to meet him next week." Suzuka frowned at him and Izuku grinned at her. "He won't hold it against you." Izuku stood, rubbing his sister's back once more before heading for the door. From her bag there was a chime, her phones message tone:

Bring some Pepto tomorrow, you're gonna need it. Katsuki's message said. Suzuka grimaced, she didn't want to train tomorrow, she knew she'd likely be sick, sore and achy all weekend.

You're a bastard. She replied without thinking.

Yeah whatever. Get used to it. Came his blistery response.