Bakugo
Warning: Lots of cussing in this chapter. I know it's rated T so that should be self explanatory, but just letting you know.
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Anyways, enough with the drabble. Time to write an intense fight scene!
Ochako was flying. Well, more like falling, but it felt like flying. It was great and all, up until she fell into a wall, or threw up from using her quirk on herself for too long.
Over the last few days, Ochako had been working on a technique in secret. She had even kept it a secret from Izuku. Ochako peeled herself off of the wall she had just fallen into. With a groan, she walked back to her starting position.
The idea had started when she had discovered her ability to manipulate the direction of gravity. She had practiced enough to consistently manipulate gravity on other objects, but she was limited with how much she could do it to herself.
Ochako took a quick breath, and jumped up in the air, changing the direction of gravity to the side, towards the building about fifteen paces in front of her. She accelerated towards the wall, and felt the wind blowing by her face. It was liberating. When she was about five paces from the wall, she changed her direction of gravity to being up and behind her, so that she would slow her horizontal speed, and instead start to go upwards.
Luckily this time, she cut off just in time, so instead of slamming into the wall, she flew straight up, rising up the side of the building.
"Haha!" She cheered with sheer joy as she kept falling into the sky, rising above the brick building she was standing next to. She released the hold of gravity on herself, allowing her body to float in midair, about fifty feet off the ground. She looked around her.
The night lights of Tokyo speckled the dark night sky, like little pepperings of light in a pallet of blackness. It was a beautiful sight to behold.
"Whoa…" She looked over the scene. Learning to pseudo-fly seemed to have opened an entire new world. She spun around, and behind her was the ocean, blue water looking black at this time of night. The moon was overhead, shining like a beacon in the darkness.
I have to show Deku this… She realized. The scene laid out below her was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen, and she wanted to share it with one of the most important people to her.
As much as she would have liked to stay up there forever, she started to feel queasy, so it was time to head down. She released her quirk, allowing gravity to reassert itself. She gained speed as she fell to the ground, and when she got close, she reversed gravity towards the sky, slowing her fall. She released her quirk once more and fell to the ground unharmed.
Ochako keeled over, resisting the urge to vomit. She had only been in the air for all of forty seconds, and already felt like she was going to die.
Going to have to work on keeping that going for longer. That was the most liberating experience I think I've ever had. She told herself, recovering from the queasiness. She decided it was time to throw in the towel. It was late and she needed to be up early to train with Izuku the next morning.
As she walked back to the dorm room, she couldn't help but think what it would be like to fall through the sky, almost like she was flying.
Ochako woke to the sound of her alarm a few hours later. She slapped the clock with a groan, rubbing her eyes to force herself awake. Between secretly training late at night, and waking up early to train with Izuku, she was getting five hours of sleep a night at the very best.
She forced herself to stand up so she didn't fall asleep accidentally. She got changed into her workout clothes quickly, and rushed out the door to meet Izuku.
The two made their way back down to the beach, and Ochako could tell from Izuku's demeanor that he was nervous. She put her hand on his shoulder.
"Are you nervous?" She asked. Izuku looked over to her, his mouth pursed tightly. He just nodded.
Ochako knew that fighting Bakugo was going to be stressful for Izuku. Izuku, even through all the bullying and shit he got from Bakugo himself, looked up to the spiky-haired blonde. She knew that he had bad experiences with Bakugo, and that they haunted him.
She knew that even though Izuku should hate Bakugo, that he still cares for the boy and wants to see him become a better person. That is why she knew this match they would be having in a few hours time was going to be hard on Izuku.
And she was going to be there for him.
"We'll win, you hear?" She gave him a big smile, "I still haven't gotten my revenge on him for the Sports Festival, you know!" Izuku chuckled.
"Thank you, Uraraka." He said, visibly relaxing as tension dissipated from his shoulders.
"For what?" She asked.
"For being you."
Ochako decided to lighten her run a little bit, as she needed to save some energy for the big fight today. They were going up against one of the "Big Three" of their first year's class. Ochako looked out over the beach as she waited of Izuku to finish his extra distance, and couldn't help but smile.
He may deny it every time someone brings it up, but he is definitely one of the big three. She thought as she watched Izuku. He was just too humble for his own good.
Ochako migrated over to the concrete staircase she had watched the sunrise with Izuku on the day before. She took a big gulp of water and plunged into her own thoughts about the match today.
She was nervous, sure, but she had a feeling she wasn't nearly as nervous about the entire situation as Izuku was. She could see it in the way he ran. He was dragging his feet, like he wasn't focused on his body, as if his mind were elsewhere. She could see him shaking his head every once in a while, like he was rejecting an idea that he had come up with.
Ochako watched with concern until Izuku finally finished his run and walked over to the staircase. Just as he sat down, the sun peeked out from over the horizon.
"You must have timed it." She teased. He looked at her in confusion.
"Huh?" He grunted.
"Just as you finished your run, the sun came out. We can watch it together again!" She gave a big smile, trying to relax him.
"Weird." He said simply. He leaned back, putting his arms back behind him to lean on. They sat in silence for a few moments.
"So I was going over hypothetical battle situations and-"
"I could tell." Ochako interrupted. He looked over in confusion, "I could tell by the way you were running that you were fixating on the match." She explained.
"Oh." He said, before tentatively continuing, "Well, I was thinking of what strategy we could use. We know that Kacchan is going to be aggressive, so we definitely need to play off of that. He also wouldn't give us time to pull off that thing that we've been working on…." Izuku started muttering up a storm.
"Well, there he goes." Ochako said as Izuku started to mutter.
"And we can't forget about Sero. He works well with Kacchan's aggressive nature, because he can just pull him out if the situation gets bad. So then I came to the conclusion that we just need to take out Sero first. But we can't get close, as Kacchan can just blow us back like he did with you at the sports festival."
"Deku!" Ochako tried to interrupt to no avail.
"So then I was thinking-"
"Earth to Deku!"
"That we could-" It didn't look like he was going to stop.
You know what? Screw it. Ochako took a deep breath and leaned over and planted a kiss on Izuku's cheek. She forced her blush from overtaking her face.
Good news is that it worked. Izuku opened his mouth, but no noise came out. Ochako couldn't help but giggle at his flustered face.
"You were talking too much." She explained simply, "You need to stop worrying so much! I know that whatever we do, it'll work out."
"H-How do you k-k-know?" He stuttered.
"Because I'm with you, silly! When we work together, we can't lose!" She pumped her fist into the air triumphantly.
"But-"
"No buts!" She interrupted, "We'll figure something out at the field! Let's go!"
A few hours later, Izuku and Ochako were sitting in the preparation room, getting ready for the match. Theirs was the first one of the day, unlike the previous two days. Izuku looked deep in thought.
"We've got this!" She said, trying to pull him out of his brooding state. He gave her a weak smile. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a knock in the door.
"Match time!" Izuku just nodded to Ochako and the two made their way to the field.
Ochako walked up the staircase with Izuku by her side, and despite the hard match she was in for, she felt unstoppable. She tended to feel that way when she was around Izuku.
She made it onto the large dirt field to see Bakugo already on the other side, scowling. He was staring straight at Izuku. The green haired boy gulped and nodded to Ochako.
"Remember, stay behind me. If this doesn't work, we have to improvise the entire rest of the match." He muttered out of the side of his mouth. Ochako nodded, and stood a good distance behind Izuku.
"Are you ready?" Present Mic called out. Izuku looked up and nodded at the press box.
"Then start!"
The match started instantly with activity, contrary to Izuku and Ochako's last match. Bakugo took off at a sprint straight at Izuku, who had charged up full cowl. Ochako braced herself as Izuku drew back his entire arm, which was crackling with lightning.
"Los Angeles!" He yelled, and his entire right arm thrummed with energy. Bakugo was less than ten paces away now.
"Smash!" Izuku threw his arm forward, releasing a blast of wind pressure. Unlike his finger flicks, this punch released way more force. Ochako was standing behind Izuku and was almost knocked off her feet.
Ochako watched as Bakugo was torn off the ground and sent towards the back of the field. The match wasn't over, however. Just before Bakugo sailed out of bounds, a strip of white tape wrapped itself around Bakugo's torso. Sero also attached another strip to the ground, anchoring himself and Bakugo in place.
Izuku stepped back, massaging his right arm. Luckily, Bakugo didn't immediately attack again.
"Well, that didn't work." She said simply.
"No. Bakugo and Sero must have planned that out." He said, grimacing.
"What do we do next?"
"We-" Ochako was interrupted.
"Are you going to fight me, or are you going to sit in the back of the field like a coward?" Bakugo's voice projected across the field. Izuku froze on the spot.
"Deku?"
"What? Are you going to respond, or are you going to be a little bitch about it?" Bakugo's voice boomed.
"Deku, he's just trying to rile you up…" Ochako warned, but she wasn't sure that her words were heard. Izuku's body was frozen, save his arms, which were shaking softly as Izuku clenched his fists.
If there was one thing Ochako knew, it was that she couldn't stand seeing Izuku like his.
"What? Can't take a little shit talk? "Bakugo sneered, "I always such a-"
"Shut up." Ochako said, just loud enough that Bakugo could hear.
"What did you say, round-face?" He called back. Ochako looked up.
"I told you to shut up." She smirked, "Because you never know how to shut that mouth of yours!" Izuku looked over to Ochako, confused, but broken out of his stupor. Across the field, Bakugo looked like he was getting angry.
"What the fuck do you mean, shut up?" Bakugo took an aggressive step forwards.
"What are you doing?" Izuku muttered under his breath.
"Watch. When Bakugo rushes us, go for Sero." She said. The plan was forming in her head, and she hoped it wouldn't work.
"You're coaxing him into attacking you. Are you insane?" He asked.
"Probably." She joked, "But I know that you can blow him out of the ring with one shot if Sero isn't there. So, you take out Sero, and I'll be the distraction."
Across the field, Bakugo looked even angrier, "Are you going to answer? I said What. The. Fuck. Did. You. Say. To. Me?" He took another step forwards.
"Ochako, I can't let you do that! He could hurt you!" Izuku protested.
"Does it look like I'm giving you much of a choice?" Before Izuku could respond, Ochako raised her voice and called across the field once more, "I told you to shut your mouth! Have you ever thought about the fact that maybe people don't want to hear what comes out of your mouth?"
Bakugo's face was red with anger, but Ochako wasn't done yet.
"Ever thought about that maybe the world doesn't revolve around you?"
"That's it!" Bakugo roared, letting loose explosions behind him to launch himself forwards, straight at Ochako.
"Deku, now!"Ochako yelled as she ran straight at the blonde haired boy flying towards him. Any worries that Izuku may have had dissolved as he followed orders, flaring up full cowl and dashing for Sero.
Ochako bolted straight at Bakugo, who had his eyes set on Ochako, just like she wanted. At least, they were fixated on her until Izuku's green lightning streaked past them. Bakugo's head turned and followed Izuku's form.
No! Ochako thought panicked.
"St. Louis SMASH!" Izuku called, unleashing a powerful kick that sent Sero flying straight out of bounds.
But just as he did, Bakugo changed directions with a blast, and came up behind Izuku. The green haired boy barely had enough time to turn around before he was met with a massive explosion that sent him flying out bounds as well.
"Deku!" Ochako cried, stumbling to a stop. Her mind flashed back to the alleyway. Bakugo turned back to Ochako, anger on his face.
"It's you and me, round face." He sneered, spitting off to the side. Ochako looked past her opponent to see Izuku planted in the concrete wall, knocked out cold. Hot anger welled up inside Ochako.
Bakugo took off at a leisurely walk towards Ochako. He thought he could just come in and take her out without a problem. Ochako mentally prepared herself.
You've practiced this. You've got it. She told herself, It's just like floating. Bakugo was still a fair distance away.
"Just give up! I've already destroyed Deku. Not like you can do much else." He spat. The hot anger that had been stewing in Ochako's stomach welled up.
"You know you were wrong about him right? When you gave him that nickname?" She said.
Bakugo froze.
"You gave him that nickname to make him seem useless…" She laughed in a monotone voice. Anger was in full force in her voice, "But it's kind of Ironic."
"What do you mean, Ironic? That bastard is useless and everyone knows it!" Bakugo took one step forwards.
"Isn't it, though? I mean, if he is really useless, then what does that make you? He's already saved more people than you have." It was smug, but Ochako didn't care.
"What the fuck does that matter?" Bakugo yelled back. He was getting angry.
"If he's useless, then you're worse than that! Deku's already gone out and saved a boy from being murdered by a villian! Then, he saved a little girl who had been kidnapped and tortured. What have you done? Get captured by villains and have to be rescued?" It was harsh, but at this point Ochako was fuming. She was angry. Bakugo froze at her words. She could see him trembling. She suddenly felt all the more confident.
"But that's none of my business." She immediately changed her direction of gravity, and fell straight towards Bakugo. The boy looked shocked by her immediate speed, and raised his hand to blast her back.
With a jerk, Ochako changed her direction of gravity for a split second to the right so she dodged the blast. She reared her fist back and punched with all the force she had, and with the extra speed from falling into him, threw a punch.
The hit nailed Bakugo in the jaw and sent him reeling. Ochako reversed her direction of gravity, slowing to a stop.
"You fucking-" Bakugo started.
"Why do you treat Deku the way you do?" She interrupted. Bakugo looked up at her, rubbing his jaw from where she hit him.
Granted, she could have sent him flying out of the ring and ended the match then and there, had she used her quirk on him, but she didn't care. She didn't care if she won or lost now. She had things to say, and she was going to say them.
"I treat Deku like that because he deserves it!" Bakugo spat, "Deku has done nothing but get in the way and look down on me! I was supposed to get into Yuuei alone, but he went out and got in just to spite me! Then, he goes out and puts on this face about wanting to help people, but all that does is get in the way of me becoming number one!" Ochako was dumbfounded.
"Are you really that fucking dense?" Ochako yelled. She didn't normally cuss, but at this point, she didn't care. She was pissed off. Bakugo leered, staring down Ochako.
"Has it ever occured to you, in your entire life, that other people have dreams too?"
"What the-"
"Deku doesn't want to be a hero so he can spite you, you dumb asshole! HE wants to be a hero so he can help people! He wants to make the world a better place! But what do you want? You just want to be number one, at the expense of others! You tear them down, just to build yourself up!" Ochako was seething with anger. She changed her direction of gravity so she fell straight towards Bakugo. Then again. Twice more. Three times. She layered them on top of another, pulling herself downwards at many times the normal speed of falling.
Bakugo didn't even have time to react as Ochako's foot hit his side with a massive amount of force, and Ochako felt his ribs crack. She pulled herself as Bakugo fell to his knees, clutching his side.
"Why did that bastard…" Bakugo mumbled, "Have to pick fucking Deku? All he does is mess it up! Why not me?"
Ochako had no idea what the blonde was talking about, but his words made her all the more angry.
"Open your eyes Bakugo! Look around you! Does the rest of the world revolve around you?" She gestured to the entire stadium, "Other people have dreams! Other people have things they want to do! Things they want to work for! Is that such a hard concept to grasp?"
Ochako didn't even have to use her quirk. She was able to walk up to Bakugo's kneeling form as he tried to get up, and kick him right in the stomach, causing him to vomit.
"All he does is look down on me…" Bakugo said weakly.
"Deku doesn't look down on you, Bakugo. Do you know what your twisted mind is misinterpreting? Deku fucking cares about you. He sees you as a friend, even if you don't." Ochako called. Bakugo staggered to his feet, barely standing but not wanting to give in.
"What the fuck do you care?" He said harshly, "Why do you care what I think about that bastard?"
"I care because Deku is my best friend!" Ochako cried. Tears were brimming at her eyes from a mix of anger and sadness, "If you would just see what was around you, Bakugo! Step out of your delusion for just a moment! Look at your classmates and how much they care about each other! Then look at yourself! Look at how they look at you! That look isn't them looking down on you! That's them being disappointed in you for being such an asshole!"
"Fuck you." He said, trying to take a step forwards. Ochako just stepped forwards and socked him in the face, sending him to the ground once more.
"Bakugo, tell me." She said, her voice seething with rage, "Why do you want to be a hero? Don't tell me it's to be number one, because you could go and be a number one villain. What part of you is on the side of the angels, because I have yet to see it." He looked up at her with rage in his eyes, but when he tried to lunge for her, he fell back down, clutching his side.
"When is the last time you fought for someone in need, or for something that wasn't your damn massive ego?" When was the last time you saw good in someone instead of malice that wasn't there?" Ochako grabbed his face and made him look at her.
"Does it matter to you at all what it actually means to be a hero? Because Deku wants to be a hero. You want to be number one. There's a difference." She let go of his face, throwing him to the ground.
Bakugo was shaking on the ground, but he managed to stand once more.
"I'll kill you." He said, limping towards Ochako who was walking away from the boy.
"There's one more thing you need to realize, Katsuki fucking Bakugo. It's that using people around you as stepping stones or treating them like garbage makes you completely unworthy of standing by them." She said, throwing every bit of emotion into her voice as she had. He was standing ten paces away from her.
"Bakugo Katsuki, you may become a hero, but you will never really be a hero." Ochako said. She layered as many gravitational forces as she could in the direction of Bakugo. The vertigo made her nearly vomit alone, but she powered through it. With a shriek of emotion, Ochako flew at Bakugo, who weakly raised an arm to try to fend her off. Ochako swung her fist, amplified in force by her many instances of gravity on her body. The punch landed and Ochako felt not only Bakugo's jaw crunch, but felt her own bones in her hand crack. Bakugo fell to the ground.
"Bakugo is unconscious! Team Uraraka and Midoriya wins!" Midnight raised her right hand, signifying the end of the match.
Ochako flexed her hand while sitting in one of Recovery Girl's chairs. Her last punch she had thrown had broken three of her knuckles and sprained her wrist.
But it had been worth it. Someone had needed to put Bakugo in his place, and she felt like she had done a pretty good job at that. She had meant every word she had said to the blonde, as well.
Now, Ochako was sitting in Recovery Girl's office, waiting for Izuku to wake up. Also in the room was Bakugo, who was still unconscious. Sero had woken up a few minutes previous, and left to go watch Tokoyami and Todoroki's match. As much as Ochako wanted to go watch to see who would win, she didn't want to leave without Izuku. It didn't feel right.
"You can leave you know…" Recovery Girl said, "You don't have to stick around." Ochako shook her head.
"I'll wait for Deku to wake up. Thanks though." She responded.
"You really gave him quite the beating, you know." She nodded to Bakugo's sleeping form.
"Someone needed to." was all she said.
"We couldn't hear what you were saying down on the field, but you looked pretty fired up. Did he say something?" Ochako shook her head again.
"He's been saying things for the last year, and I had enough." She said it, like she wasn't going to elaborate, "I will admit, I was pretty angry. I don't usually cuss that much."
"The sweet, innocent, Uraraka? Cussing? I never thought I'd see the day!" She joked. It elicited a small laugh out of Ochako. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Recovery Girl said. A blonde man with a scrawny form walked through the door.
"All Might!" Ochako said, jumping up from where she was sitting.
"Good afternoon, young Uraraka." He greeted her before looking to the two boys that were laying on the hospital beds.
"How are they?" He asked nervously.
"They're just fine! Recovery Girl said that they would be awake soon!" Ochako said cheerily. All Might nodded.
"You really gave Young Bakugo a beating, didn't you?" He said, pressing his fingertips together.
Ochako scowled, "Not without reason." All might nodded once again.
"I'll let you go then. Have a good day, Young Uraraka." All Might said, leaving.
He looks much more...nervous than before. Maybe it's his new form? She wondered. Her thoughts were interrupted as there was a shuffling of the covers on the bed next to her.
"Deku! You're awake!" She said excitedly, scooching over so she was right next to his bed. He groaned and rubbed his eyes.
"Uraraka?" He asked groggily, "What happened?"
"Look to your other side, silly!" She giggled, pointing across him. Izuku looked over at Bakugo's unconscious body and his eyes went wide with shock.
"You won?" He asked, incredulous.
"Yup!" She said happily.
"Uraraka! That's amazing? How did you do it? Did you get hurt?" He asked a flurry of questions.
"Slow down there!" She interrupted him, "I can explain the details later. Just know that I won, and it was all because of you." His mouth opened wide.
"B-because of me? What did I do?" He still seemed to be recovering from the shock.
Her words she had yelled at Bakugo due to sheer anger replayed in her mind.
"Deku doesn't want to be a hero so he can spite you, you dumb asshole! HE wants to be a hero so he can help people!"
"I care because Deku is my best friend!"
"Bakugo Katsuki, you may become a hero, but you will never really be a hero."
The only reason she had said those things is because of how much she cared about Izuku, and it hurt her to see how much Bakugo looked down on him. How much Bakugo had made Izuku hurt for caring about him.
"Just trust me on this. I can explain it later. I think you'll figure it out when the recordings come to the dorms tonight." She said softly. She couldn't properly explain what she had done and said do Bakugo. It was easier for him to see first hand.
"Okay. I believe you." He said with a smile. Ochako's shoulders loosened, "One thing, though. Why did you wait fo-"
Izuku was cut off by the door to the room opening. Mina and Kirishima limped into the room, crashing together onto one of the hospital bed. Kirishima's entire right side of his shirt was burned away, and was limping, leaning on Mina for support. Mina was covered in small burns.
"Woah! Are you guys okay?" Izuku got up out of his hospital bed and rushed over to the couple.
"Yeah, I think. We took a beating, but we at least put up a fight!" Kirishima exclaimed, but he sounded tired.
"You guys look in rough shape." Ochako added. Not only were they covered in small burns, but also bruises littered their bodies.
"Yeah, that's my fault." Mina said nervously, scratching the back of her neck, "I kind of forgot my acid is flammable." She admitted.
"Oh, so your match with Todoroki is already over?" Izuku asked. Both of the others nodded.
"Well, all it means is you and Uraraka have to fight them tomorrow. Good luck!" Mina said with as much energy as she could muster. Izuku gave her a thumbs up in return.
"Good, now that you're awake, get out of my area! I need that bed you were using!" Recovery Girl shooed Izuku and Ochako out of the room, slamming the door behind her before the two even realized what was going on.
Izuku looked at Ochako.
"Want to go back to the dorms?"
"I thought you'd never ask. I'm so tired."
Katsuki woke up in a hospital bed, and he was alone. He looked around, trying to figure out why he was there.
Then the memories of his fight with Deku and Round-face came flooding back. Katsuki scowled.
How could I lose to her? Her and stupid damn- he cut himself off. Round face's words echoed in his mind, and he suddenly felt numb.
"Deku doesn't want to be a hero so he can spite you, you dumb asshole! HE wants to be a hero so he can help people!"
"If you want to be number one, you could have just gone and been the number one villain!"
"Bakugo Katsuki, you may become a hero, but you will never really be a hero."
Bakugo's breath caught in his throat.
She couldn't possibly be right, right? She was just trying to get a reaction out of him. He was Katsuki Bakugo! He was the future number one hero! Nobody could seriously say otherwise! Right?
Deku isn't all virtuous and shit like she said! He told himself. Right?
…
But then why did All Might pick him over me?
…
"When is the last time you fought for someone in need, or for something that wasn't your damn massive ego?" her voice echoed in his head again. Bakugo shook his head, wanting the doubts to go away.
Bakugo brought his knees to his chest. He needed time to think.
There isn't any way Deku is better than me
…
Right?
…
What part of him really wanted to be a hero? There was a part there…
…
Right?
Bakugo had a lot to think about. A lot that he didn't want to think about.
For the first time in his life, Katsuki Bakugo cried.
There's that! I took a while to write this. One it was long, and two I wanted to do it right. Bakugo is one of my least favorite characters, but with the right development, he can become one of the best. That's what I'm trying to accomplish here. I hope I started it off right.
Anyways, see you soon! Don't forget to comment!