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"You know it will be really weird if Bakugou and Uzumaki date."

Shouto tore his eyes away from Naruto and Bakugou and focused his attention on Ashido and Hagakure. The pink-skinned girl had her head tilted to the side while the invisible girl probably had her eyes locked on the two blondes. It was rather hard for the mismatched-haired boy to tell when the girl was well invisible.

"Yeah, they can pass off as siblings," Hagakure commented. It sounded like the girl had a frown on her face but Shouto couldn't be certain. They should find a way to make it easy for an invisible person to show their expression. He exhaled and darted his eyes to Uraraka, who darted her eyes from him to the two girls before focusing on the two teens.

A frown played on Uraraka's face and the brown-haired girl knitted her eyebrows together. After a couple of seconds, the brown-haired girl shook her head and said. "Their personalities are a little bit similar when you think about it."

Several of the boys raised their eyebrows at this observation while Shouto nodded. Even though the whiskered teen did not always shout like Bakugou, the girl could be a bulldozer just like the older boy. But it didn't mean Naruto will want to date someone like Bakugou. He wasn't like the blond-haired boy and yet she decided to be with him.

She is with me.

That should be enough to reassure him but his eyebrows still twitched at the idea of people believing that Naruto would date Bakugou. It was completely irrational for him to feel like this. Maybe if this was before the two of them began their relationship then it would be okay for his stomach to twist with irritation.

He knew he should be confident in their relationship. The whiskered teen chose him, accepted his feelings towards her and returned those very same feelings to him. But what if she decides that she likes someone like Bakugou? The girl might like him back but what about later? What if she realized that she wanted Bakugou? Or that she could do better than him?

Why did you have to have inherit his side?

His brother's words echoed in his ears and the image of the fire erupting from his left side flashed through his eyes. His heart grew heavy and twisted in pain as images flashed through his eyes. The lack of joy in both his mother and brother's eyes alongside the tears in his mom's eyes. Someone yelling in happiness at his Quirk and that he finally had a child that was—

The final one is now my greatest creation.

Shouto took in a deep breath and shoved the memory to the side.

"Are you really okay with Uzumaki walking out like that?" The mismatch-haired boy blinked as black eyes looked at him with surprise. Sero frowned and darted his eyes to the door, where Shouto expected that Naruto and Bakugou just walked out of, before looking back at him with raised eyebrows.

Shouto kept his expression completely blank as everyone in the classroom turned around to look at him. Midoriya and Iida stared at him with concern while their classmates glanced at each other as if they probably realized that he was still in the room. They probably did realize since he rarely talked in class.

"Why wouldn't I be okay?" He asked. The irritation threatened to seep out of his voice but Shouto shoved it down, not allowing everyone to see that yes, it did affect him. Bright blue eyes flashed before his eyes alongside the warmth and happiness in them. It was so selfish of him but he wanted those eyes to be only seen by him.

Shouto knew he could be selfish at times because he always wanted to be by her side. That there was always a hunger inside of him to have her eyes directed at him. That she didn't look at anyone like that but him. Maybe it was jealously but he didn't know. He just knew he had this hunger when Amajiki looked at Naruto.

But it isn't Amajiki or Bakugou that worries me but Sasuke. Shouto inhaled and exhaled as his stomach twisted with an unexplained emotion. There was nothing to fear when it came to his girlfriend's relationship with those two but Sasuke was…another story. They were best friends or so Naruto explained but he hurt her.

Sasuke nearly killed Naruto and she made excuses for him like his Mom did for Endeavor.

"Well everyone knows you like her," Sero commented. Shouto blinked and jerked his head up as everyone in the class bobbed their heads in agreement with the black-haired teen. "But you haven't made your move on her."

I'm with Naruto. They were together and in a relationship with each other but if he spilled those words then it felt like he didn't see Naruto as a person but someone he wanted to claim. Shouto frowned and looked down at his hands. The whiskered teen deserved better than that. She didn't need him to announce their relationship because he wanted to defend himself.

His classmates continued to gaze at him as if they expected him to say something, but what could he say? That he was aware of the difference between him and Bakugou? That the boy was definitely more aggressive than him. It was something he had been aware of from the moment the blond-haired boy entered the room. That aggressiveness reminded him of Endeavour.

Shouto is starting to look more like Endeavour.

He already looked similar to the bastard but no way in hell would he emulate the man. That man destroyed everything he touched, ruined the life of his mother and Shouto wanted to be nothing like him. Especially to Naruto.

"You know Bakugou might be better suited for Uzumaki," Ashido commented. Shouto jerked his head at the girl, pressed his lips into a thin line and balled his hands into a fist as the pink-skinned girl locked onto the two teens. "Bakugou is so loud while Uzumaki is just a little bit more mellow than him. Y'know they can learn something from each other."

Uraraka nodded and darted her eyes at him. "You are rather passive when it comes to Uzumaki-chan."

Shouto kept quiet and looked down at his feet. It would be hard for him to deny those words but grand gestures brought a bitter taste to his tongue. Should he show his affections in public? But Naruto didn't mind the fact that he kept it private. She was always so understanding when it came to him, never ever getting irritated with him.

But what if she decides to leave me because I can't ever openly show I like her? His heart dropped at the thought and Shouto exhaled as Midoriya frowned at Uraraka. He liked hugging and being able to touch Naruto but those public display of affections also brought a sense of fear to him. What if he became too greedy and she didn't like it?

The heterochromia boy closed his eyes and twisted his lips together into a small frown. Should I show that aggressive side? The idea made his stomach churned with fear as sweat began to form around his body. He could try but it would make him like his father. No, it wouldn't make him like Endeavour but…what if it wasn't enough?

Why can't you do something as simple as this! Touya could do this!

The harsh words of Endeavour boomed in his ear, reminding him again and again that he had never been his father's first choice. Even now he could feel the lingering sting of his father's slap when he cried and told him that it was difficult. I wasn't even his first option, I am only the replacement. He was fine with that.

But what if Naruto chose him as a replacement? What if she chose to replace him?

"We should actually see what is happening," Midoriya commented. Shouto blinked and twisted his head around to look at the green-haired boy who had his eyes fixated on the two teens. A frown played on his lips and those green eyes darted at him. "I don't believe for a moment that Kacchan is confessing his feelings towards Uzumaki."

Ashido frowned. "But he wants to talk to her after school and in private…sounds like a confession to me."

"But Kacchan wouldn't wait that long to confess to someone," Midoriya pointed out. The green-haired boy fiddled with his hands as everyone looked at him with curiosity. "We had three years of Middle School and he never showed that kind of interest to Uzumaki."

If anyone knew the blond-haired boy well then it would be Midoriya. If he suspected that Bakuogu wasn't going to confess then Shouto believed him. The fact that the one who knew the explosive teen best did not believe it made him relaxed his shoulders. Other then Naruto and Kirishima, the green-haired boy had the best understanding of the boy.

"Well I agree with Ashido," Mineta declared. The purple-haired boy scurried up on the table and his black beady eyes focused on the fading backs of Naruto and Bakugou. "Bakugou has to be confessing to Uzumaki or why else would he get so angry whenever I try to get close to Uzumaki? Only someone who has a crush on her would react like this!"

Shouto clenched his jaws together but it was Sero who put him in his place.

"Everyone gets angry whenever you try to perv on the girls," Sero commented with a frown playing on his lips. "It is just that Bakugou and Todoroki are quicker to react."

The short boy scowled. "Well I still think that he wants to get in her pants and I'm going to prove it."

Now I definitely have to see what is going on. Shouto thinned his lips as the purple-haired boy went on a rant about how Bakugou wasn't blind about the beauty of Naruto's body. His hand itched to whack him or better yet freeze him in his place but Asui did the honor for him by whacking him with her tongue.

Mineta winced and Shouto believed that he deserved more than a whack in the head.

"You guys do realize that if Bakugou wants privacy when he talks to Uzumaki that there is a reason right?" Yaoyorozu commented. Her black eyes looked at everyone with disapproval as she slipped her own bag over her shoulders. Black eyes lingered on him the most before moving onto the others. "We should respect their privacy."

Despite those reasonable words, Shouto could see a guilty look on Yaoyorozu's face. She knows something that she shouldn't know about. Did the girl know what they were going to talk about? He should ask but the girl was right. There was a reason and he should respesct boundaries. If he started with invading her privacy then how was he any better than Endeavor?

But there was a desire for him to know that Naruto wouldn't leave him if someone less broken came her way.

"So you aren't going to hear what Bakugou has to say to Uzumaki?" Ashido asked.

Yaoyorozu shook her head.

"I have plans with someone else."

"So why did you call me out here, Bakugou?"

Naruto shifted the weight from her right foot to her left as her eyes darted onto the branches above them. Even though Hibiki was not visible, she could sense the warmth from his chakra. A couple of meters away was Gaara but he wasn't here to see her. Her friend was going to meet with Yaoyorozu, who was probably hurrying to meet him.

The girl was well-known for being punctual and for being the type to worry over the silliest thing. I think she did an amazing job with her gift. When Yaoyorozu showed it to her in the morning, Naruto actually whistled at the work that the girl had done. If she did not know her classmate was the type to do things to the extreme then she would believe the girl had a crush.

She knew he was going to be touched by the gift.

"We have something in common, Whiskers."

Naruto blinked and knitted her eyebrows as red eyes couldn't meet her own blue eyes. People around them seemed to slow down, only to scuttle away when Bakugou glared at them. She should scold him but the fact that he blurted those words out to her made her stomach churned with worry.

It was not like her fellow blonde to be nervous, and the fact he blurted those words out loud alongside the fact that he couldn't meet her eyes told her that he didn't know what to tell her.

Maybe she should give him a prompt or maybe just point out the obvious to him.

"Yeah," Naruto said slowly as her eyes focused on Bakugou. Dimly, the whiskered teen could hear someone shuffling behind the bushes but she couldn't bring herself to call them out. Not when the blonde looked like he was shaking in his knees. "We went to the same Middle School, Bakugou."

Bakugou stopped shaking at her words and a growl erupted from his throat. Whatever nerves in his eyes faded, replaced with irritation and the whiskered teen was both grateful and irritated. A nervous red-eyed boy was not someone that she could deal with. However, her vein throbbed with anger at the way the blonde looked at her.

He looked at her like she was an idiot.

I'm not a fucking idiot. Her jaws clenched together as a pair of smug green eyes flashed before her. Just because she didn't go around boasting her brains and got slightly lower grades than him, did not make her an idiot. The whiskered teen inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm down the rage that threatened to explode again.

"You know that isn't the shit I'm trying to get at, Whiskers!" Bakugou growled. Naruto blinked and forced herself to relax her shoulders as those red eyes locked onto her own eyes. "You might look like an idiot but we both know that you are anything but an idiot!"

Naruto forced herself to exhale and slapped on a fake smile. "Well you know I'm also not a fucking mind reader either!"

Her fellow blonde stopped growling and only stared at her for the longest time like he just realized how true her words were. I don't have a Kekkei Genkei like he does. Naruto ran her hand through her hair and poked her tongue against her cheeks as her blue eyes inspected the boy in front of her. He kept running his hand through his hair, almost looking like a crazed man.

It was like he was trying to search the words to tell her something and Naruto felt her stomach churned with a worry.

Bakugou is going to confess his love to Uzumaki.

Excited yellow eyes flashed before her eyes and the whiskered teen felt her insides twisted at those words. Ashido could be wrong for all she know. Setsuna did not believe for one moment that Explosive Head liked her in that way. She should believe that but why would Bakugou look nervous if that wasn't true? Bile rose up to her throat at the slightest idea that maybe Ashido might be right.

"Look I have tried the whole fucking day to think of how to break the news to you," Bakugou growled. Naruto felt her whole shoulders relaxed at those words because news did not mean a confession. "But that gentle shit? That ain't me so I'm going to fucking tell you this news like a man."

Naruto blinked and felt her lips twitched at those words. It definitely did not sound like he was trying to confess but more like he was trying to psych himself to spill the news that he wanted to tell her. But what does he want to tell me? She darted her eyes up to the tree and frowned when Hibiki lowered his head to meet her own eyes.

I'm not going to be the one to tell you what he is trying to tell you.

That was what those brown eyes told her.

"Are you going to tell me what the hell you want to tell me?" Naruto asked, clearing her throat as Hibiki moved his whole body back to the shadows of the tree.

Her fellow blonde jerked his head up at her and stared at her for the longest time. No emotion flowed out of his eyes as he regarded her with a quietness that always unnerved her. The slightest tug on his lower mouth and that little twitch on his eyebrow told her that he was definitely not comfortable with what he had to tell her.

It must be some news for him to be even nervous. Naruto pushed her lower lip forward as her eyes locked on the red eyes of her friend. The boy had always been so damn confident about everything. Getting into Yuuei? He had been certain. Winning the Sports Festival? The same damn thing except she knocked him down a peg.

"Whiskers, you and me?" Bakugou pointed at himself and then to her, "We have the same grandmother."

Naruto blinked and blinked as his words boomed in her ears. She knew he hadn't raised his voice but it felt like those words were a bomb for her. A part of her wanted to whip him for implying they were related to each other but the whiskered teen swallowed down the words that threatened to come out.

Instead a hazy memory flashed before her eyes of faded brown eyes and bloodied lips. Her heart twisted in pain. No, it screamed with so much horror and pain as a kind old woman cried alongside a scarred face man. Someone telling the old woman that she was a fool and that the little girl was—

"You are a fool for not giving me Minato's child to be taught! She isn't your grandchild and with you gone, I can convince the Hokage to let me train that child like the weapon that she is meant to be."

Why did that man look familiar to her? Naruto felt her legs trembled and closed her eyes as the memory threatened to come out again. This was not the time for her to remember that memory. Later because that memory implied she had a grandmother before. That there had been someone who wanted to protect her.

She swallowed down the lump and allowed Bakugou to hover over her. His red eyes flashed with worry and the whiskered teen forced herself to exhale. Think of something else. Maybe she should tell him that he was lying or something. A part of her did want to accuse him of taking advantage of her desire to have a family.

But Bakugou was a lot of things but he wasn't the type to lie about these things, not when he was more sensitive about these kind of things then he was willing to admit or show.

"When did you find out?"

The blond-haired boy stared at her like he was trying to figure out about her feelings towards his news. I don't know how I feel. Denial was definitely one thing but happiness? There was a tickle of warmth inside of her stomach and her heart did flutter at the knowledge that he was her family. She pressed her lips into a frown.

Even though she was happy, was Bakugou? He didn't look at all pleased with the information. He just looks uncomfortable. Maybe she should reassure him that he didn't have to force himself to have a relationship with her. They could go back to the way things were between them or well they could try to do it.

It wouldn't be the first time.

"My Mom and me found out on the same day you run out on your Shitty Guardian when he told you about my Shitty Uncle," Bakugou commented. His red eyes inspected her and he grunted. "The Old Crone got fucking furious when she learnt how your Crappy Guardian break the news to you. The Old Hag and the Old Crone wants to meet you but…it is your decision, Whiskers."

I have an Aunt and a Grandmother and it sounds like they want to know me.

The whole world around her became muffled as she fixated her eyes on Bakugou. The birds chirped sounded so stifled against her ears and the colors seemed faded. You never had a family. Cruel black eyes flashed before her as her throat burned. This was her chance to get that family that accepted her immediately but maybe she was wrong.

For all she knew, the meeting could end up with a rejection…

"Why must Uzumaki be related to someone so terrifying!"

Naruto jerked her head and swirled her head around to look at the bushes. Has everyone been listening in? Mineta and the other members of their class just gawked at them but it was not their reactions that mattered to her. Shouto stood right in the middle, looking so relieved and happy at the knowledge that Bakugou was her family member.

The whiskered teen could figure out why.

He was worried that Bakugou was going to confess to me.

It seemed like they were going to have a talk about this because she couldn't understand why he would think that she would have accepted him if it had been the case.

"Naruto told me that you have a thank-you gift for me."

Momo nodded and rubbed the back of her neck as she felt the blood inside of her rushed to her cheeks. The black-haired girl didn't know much about the boy but she didn't know he was very blunt. But I guess the place where he comes from, don't know how to be subtle. Then again Uzumaki was very blunt too when she wanted to be.

But if what she overheard between Uzumaki and Bakugou was true then it was rather surprising when she thought about it. I never expected that she was a kunoichi. It had been so wrong for her to overhear the conversation between them but Uzumaki had been nervous and Bakugou had been irritated.

She felt like it had been her duty to make sure that he didn't do anything reckless towards the girl but she learnt way more than she should have. I want to confront her about it but it felt wrong. Her classmates were going to be shock but it was still Uzumaki. The same girl, who tried to make her confident after Mineta tried to grope on her.

The black-haired girl shook her head and looked down at the bag in her hand. Will he like the gift? Or will he think that it is so childish? If he had a similar occupation like Uzumaki then Gaara was forced to grow up too soon. Maybe she should have given something else to him but her classmate seemed to love the gift.

Momo trusted Uzumaki and her taste in what would cheer up the boy.

"It might seem childish," she warned him as she handed him the bag. The red-haired boy knitted his non-existent eyebrows together and pulled out the brown teddy bear with teal beads from the gift bag. No words came out of his mouth and the black-haired girl rubbed the back of her neck. "But I didn't know what to make that could cheer you up or help you with your stress."

Teddy bears used to cheer her up as a child especially whenever her parents argued over the littlest thing. They offered her comfort and warmth but maybe it was just her who would think like that. She probably should have made something else because he was so quiet.

"You made it instead of using your Quirk, didn't you?" Gaara finally asked with a tone of wonder and surprises. His teal eyes darted to the little band-aids decorating her fingers and the black-haired girl flushed a light shade of pink as her heart twisted at his tone. It shouldn't be a big deal but the way he looked at the Teddy Bear told her so much.

Maybe he had a similar childhood to Uzumaki because she sounded like she had been in a lot of pain when she told Bakugou about the whole Jinchuuriki think of.

"Well it isn't that good," she finally answered as the memories of her own mother's disappointment flashed through her eyes. You can make it better, Momo-chan. The black-haired girl inhaled and the boy continued to inspect the teddy bear. "I mean this is my first time to make it from hand so I will make—"

"—I like it."

Momo stopped her babble and stared at the red-haired boy, who looked at the plush toy with wonder. A small smile played on his lips and his teal eyes looked completely sincerity. But it isn't perfect. The little ear on the left could be better but Gaara didn't seem to mind. He just held it close and bobbed his head.

It was odd how that the boy could make her heart race slightly by giving her that look or how those eyes looked happy at her actions. I should tell him why I thought of the Teddy Bear. She rubbed the back of her neck and looked at the bear as her memories of her own childhood went through her mind.

She always had a caretaker but her teddy bears offered her more warmth then they ever did.

"I used to hug my teddy bear whenever I feel stress or sad," Momo admitted to him. Gaara blinked and stared at her like he could understand why she would go for a bear for comfort instead of her own mother and father. It was not that they haven't been there for her but work had always been a priority for them.

Momo accepted it and loved them but the black-haired girl wished her mother did not demand for perfection from her.

"They offer a lot of warmth," Gaara replied.

But did you have a lot of warmth? Is being a shinobi so difficult? She wanted to ask those questions to him but it would mean admitting that she overheard Uzumaki and Bakugou. Neither of them would forgive her for invading their privacy even if she admitted that she had been concern of what was happening between them.

The red-haired boy frowned and regarded her carefully as if he was trying to figure out her emotions. He bobbed his head like he finally figured something out. "Something is troubling you again, Yaoyorozu."

Should I admit that I overheard Uzumaki? Would he tell her? She didn't want Uzumaki to be upset with her, not when the girl was now starting to get close to them. There had been a lot of time when Momo wanted to tell her that she didn't find it fair for her to be treated that way because she had a beast inside of her.

It was like a Quirk when Momo thought about it and it was wrong to discriminate people because of their Quirks.

"I overheard something that I shouldn't have," Momo admitted. Gaara nodded and tucked the teddy bear underneath his armpit before looking back at her. No real emotions shone through his teal eyes but the black-haired girl guessed that the lack of emotions meant that he wasn't judging her for what she had done. "And I have been struggling on whether or not to admit to Uzumaki."

The red-haired boy hummed. "You should tell her."

"What if she becomes upset with me?" Momo asked. The whiskered teen might think the worse of her for doing something like this and the black-haired girl did enjoy the blonde's company. While she might not be like Jirou and the other girls, there was something refreshing about the whiskered teen.

It was not just how crude her words could be or how amazing her skills were but maybe how Uzumaki didn't think of her as being a spoiled girl. Jirou and the other girls never say it but she knew that they did get frustrated whenever she mentioned about some expensive items. She tried to control herself but it came out and she always felt bad for herself.

Uzumaki just moved on and changed the topic like she had been through it before.

"Naruto will get upset but if you show her your sincerity then she will forgive you," he replied with a nod as the two of them walked towards the road that would lead to her driver. "Whatever you did is nothing to what I did to her and…she forgave me."

What did you do? The question was on the tip of her tongue but the guilty tone in his voice told her that he wouldn't talk to her about it. Momo inhaled and rubbed the back of her neck. The two of them weren't close enough for her to question him about his past but maybe there was something that she could say to him.

"I don't know what happened but we all have done something that we regret."

Maybe one day, Gaara would tell her of what he felt guilty and Momo would wait for that day because she hoped to be his friend.

A/N: Please do tell me of your thoughts on this chapter.