"Hey, Bakugo look at—Woah! Dude! What happened to your hair?!"
Bakugo had barely even stepped foot into the classroom and already all eyes were on him. Fortunately, not everyone was in yet, but still, any eyes that weren't Sunny's had no business looking his way.
"Suki!" Her voice broke through the commotion of laughter, and Bakugo's red hues finally found her. She was sat on his desk, legs swinging lazily over the side. She had that stupid orange bandana strapped around her head and her creamy hair was piled into a strange top-know atop her head.
He made a step towards her, noticing Kirishima leaning over her. He was holding what looked like a small, keyring torch up towards her face.
He opened his mouth to ask what was going on, but Sero's hands clamping down on his shoulders stopped him. He was cackling wildly, tears brimming in his dark eyes as he shook the blond.
"You're hair!" He exclaimed loudly.
Bakugo's eyes turned white with rage and he began to growl, explosive sparks splitting from his palms.
Kirishima appeared, laughing bravely too and pointing a thick finger at his head, "What the hell happened?!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Bakugo shouted, making a grab to snap the redhead's finger clean off. "The Best Jeanist did it, and I can't make it go back to how it was before!"
Their obnoxious laughter continued, and one of them even had the gall to take a few pictures before he could stop them. Their mocking wound Bakugo up to new heights and he grit his teeth so hard they began to creak.
And then suddenly...
"POOF!"
Their laughter only escalated as with his rage his hair exploded, releasing itself back into harsh spikes.
He shook with anger, nearly missing Sunny's loud whine of complaint.
"Suki!" She exclaimed with a pout, "Your hair!"
"Don't tell me you liked it, Sugawara?" Sero continued to cackle.
"I did! It made him look super sexy," She growled the last part, making Kirishima and Sero howl all over again.
Bakugo's head shrunk into his shirt collar, he could feel the burning across his cheeks and he adamantly avoided Sunny's intense gaze.
"Zip it, Sugawara." He hissed, stomping towards his seat, "Why the fuck are you over here, anyway?" He forcefully shoved her off his desk, but she just fluttered to her feet gracefully.
"I was waiting for you, silly."
"And what the fuck are you doing here, shitty-hair?" He barked at Kirishima as he came creeping up behind them.
"I wanted to show you something," He was still snorting a little when he spoke, but he went ahead and pulled the keyring back out. He shone it up towards Sunny's face, "Look at her eyes, man!"
Bakugo watched as Kirishima switched the tiny torchlight from Sunny's left to right eye. For a moment, he didn't understand what the idiot was playing at, but then he noticed how Sunny's pupils dilated and expanded individually to such extremes that at one point one of her pupils was blown so wide it ate up her entire iris, while the other one was nearly non-existent.
"You look fucking mental." He told her, pushing both of them away while they laughed, "Give me that thing." He snatched the light from Kirishima and started fiddling with it. He had one of these at home, and if he wasn't mistaken it also doubled as-
ZOOM.
It was Bakugo's turn to fucking cackle.
Sunny had plastered herself against the classroom door with full force, causing the thick wood to shake with a loud 'THUD'. She was scrambling frantically above her head, protruding claws scratching at the wood desperately to reach the little floating laser dot.
"Dude!" Sero cried, almost telling him off but laughing just as hard as he grabbed his sides and doubled over his own desk.
Bakugo snorted and flicked the laser across the room. Sunny scrambled after it, blowing away anything in her path, may it be chairs, desks or other students. She practically clambered straight over the top of Iida as he stood in her way in an attempt to stop her.
He then grinned maliciously, lips curling frightfully as he spotted a perfect victim.
Izuku was sat slumped over his desk, scribbling furiously in his notebook and muttering to himself. He was so deeply engrossed with whatever he was doing he hadn't even noticed the small cat-girl bouncing around the walls like a squash ball.
Within an instant Bakugo flicked the laser so it shot against the side of the green-haired boys head, hovering like a sniper point.
"Aaaah!"
Sunny had swiped Midoriya clean off his seat, sending everything on his desk flying and was pining him forcefully to the ground. She had his arms above his head, holding them by the wrist with one hand, while the other hand searched his hair desperately for the red laser.
She looked like an ape nit-picking her baby.
Bakugo howled again, revelling in Deku's horrified expression and wide eyes. In an instant Bakugo whipped the laser away again, sending Sunny skidding across the other side of the room, Tokyo Drifting through the already scattered desks.
He heard Deku huff and scramble to his feet, and for a moment it caught his attention. His red eyes dropped to where his belongings were littered across the floor, and he revelled in the chaos he had created for the loser before he noticed Midoriya's open notebook.
Bakugo immediately dropped the laser, causing Sunny to ram into the wall. But he didn't even spare a glance her way before he was bulldozing his way towards Midoriya.
"What the fuck is this?!" He was seething as he snatched Deku's notebook up off the floor. His eyes were wide, pupils barely visible in his rage. The pages in front of him were drawings of Sunny in various poses and movements. "Why the fuck have you got drawings of my girlfriend?! You fucking pervert!"
Izuku was still on his knees and he raised his hands up in defence, "Kacchan," He began with a shake of his head, "It's honestly not what it looks like, it's just research! I have drawings of everyone. Here," He scrambled to his feet, "I'll show you-"
"Like hell, you will!" Bakugo was already flipping through the pages. Pages upon pages of Sunny. His Sunny. The fucking nerve!
Kirishima's hand was already gripping Bakugo's shoulder and he attempted to pull the blond back, "Dude, chill, it's no big deal."
"No big deal, huh?!" Bakugo rounded on Kirishima next, not that the redhead was particularly threatened by any of it. Still, he removed his hand and began to sweatdrop. "How would you like it if I started drawing creepy-arse pictures of your other-half behind your back, huh?!"
Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck but didn't say anymore. Bakugo turned back to Deku, but nearly jumped out of his skin when he came nearly nose to nose with a very pissed off Sunny.
She reached up and flicked him hard on the forehead before returning her hand to cross against her chest.
"Katsuki," She growled, causing Bakugo to involuntarily swallow thickly. She continued, "Izuku is helping me, it's part of our deal."
"Deal? What fucking deal?" He seethed through clenched teeth. She may be scary, and his heart may be beating so fucking hard against his ribcage she could definitely hear it, but he wouldn't let her win this one. What the fuck did she mean she had a 'deal' with Deku? What the fuck was she playing at?
"My costume got ruined last week, I asked him to help design me a new one and in return, I'm helping with his fighting skills." She ripped the notebook from Bakugo's fingers, holding it up in front of him and tapping a pretty pink nail against one of the drawings. On closer inspection, Bakugo could very clearly see the outfit Sunny was depicted to be wearing was one he didn't recognise. His eyes travelled, taking in all the different costumes scattered across the paper, annotated heavily in neat, bold and simple writing – obviously for Sunny's benefit.
"See?" She thrust the open book right into Bakugo's face.
He shoved her hand away, sending the notebook flying again. Midoriya squeak and tumbled to the ground after it.
"Yeah, I fucking see all right," He barked, squaring up to her, "I fucking see you would rather go to that shitty nerd for help over me!"
Sunny's ears flattened against her head, but her grumpy expression didn't waver, "You really want to help me design a new costume? You think you could help me become a better hero? Bearing in mind you couldn't even speak to me for several days after the hospital incident, you haven't even mentioned it – let alone congratulated me. You goddamn ego won't even let you be proud of me, so you really think I would turn to you with something like this? You said yourself that you didn't know what to say to me and that's obviously because if it was anyone else, you'd be fucking livid, but because it was me, you what? Let it slide? Chose to ignore it and pretend it never happened?" She was glaring up at him and poking him in the chest with a clawed finger, "And now you have the nerve to stand here and tell me you'd help me with something when you couldn't even stand to watch me succeed? Your delusional god complex and your intense self-loathing cripple you and render you totally incapable of emotions beyond raw hatred towards anyone who has done better than you." She said the last part in one breath, and she took a step back to gulp air.
She watched Bakugo's face go through the motions. His rage escalated, turning his face redder and redder like a thermometer stick.
And then he totally surprised her and everyone else around them who was totally invested now. Some more of their classmates had filed in by now too and were sat around watching silently. Mina had even pulled popcorn out of god knows where and was silently munching it with Kaminari.
"So, that's what you think of me, huh?" He spoke loudly, baring his white teeth, but he wasn't shouting, "Well, you're fucking wrong." He then leant over and snatched the notebook Midoriya was nursing, "Give me that," He muttered and then turned back to wave it in Sunny's face, "I will help you, you damn fleabag." He swatted her on the head with the book with a surprisingly light hand, "You think that shitty nerd knows what you need? I know you better than any of these god-damn extras here," Another, even gentler smack on Sunny's forehead with the notebook punctuated his words, "I'll design you the best damn suit you've ever seen," Another smack, "And I'll be even more proud of you when you wear it than I already fucking am now if that's even possible, you got that, you damn fleabag?!" Another heavier smack followed as he wound himself back up.
"Fine then," Sunny hissed, "That's very nice of you, Katsuki, thank you!"
"You're fucking welcome!" He barked back.
And just like that they both turned on their heels and stomped towards their respective desks.
"What the fuck just happened?" Denki questioned to the class, but no one got a chance to respond before Aizawa came trudging into the room.
Sunny had missed all the other opportunities to have lessons with All Might thanks to being grounded or whatever by Eraserhead, but today was the day and she wasn't going to let this opportunity go.
Now, she wasn't a high-key fanboy like Izuku or even a low-key one like her Suki. But a top-tier hero was a top-tier hero, and she wasn't stupid enough to pass up any opportunity to make herself better.
The class were just gathering their bits up from their desks and grabbing their hero costumes after being briefed, readying themselves for the day's hero-training session when a large hand on Sunny's shoulder caught her attention before she followed Denki out the room.
She turned to Eraserhead as he loomed down at her with his usual blank expression.
"Hello," She chirped happily, earning herself an eyeroll.
A box was thrust towards her. It was just a plain, brown cardboard box.
"Midnight told me to wrap it," He began, letting his hands drop when Sunny took hold of the box, "I told her to leave me alone."
"What is it?" Sunny shook the box, eyes shining, "I love boxes."
She heard Bakugo groan from the other side of the classroom, "Not this again." He muttered.
"It's not the box that's the gift, Sugawara," Aizawa sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "Open it once you get to the changing rooms. It'll give you something to play with while the others get changed."
Sunny cocked her head to the side but nodded, nonetheless. She went to thank him, but Eraserhead was already walking off.
"Come on, you damn fleabag," Bakugo grabbed Sunny by the tail and began hauling her out the classroom and down to the changing rooms.
"What do you think it could be?" Mina asked, pulling on her hero costume jacket and hopping towards the box.
All the girls were slowly advancing on the cardboard box Sunny had left abandoned on the centre bench of the changing room.
"Could it be a new costume?" Jiro queried.
"That would be awfully quick if it was." Momo added.
"Plus, Sunny said Aizawa was letting her design her own costume, right, Sunny?" Toru chipped happily.
Sunny nodded and with a long, sharp claw extended she made light work of slitting the boxes tape open down the middle.
Mina was the next to move. She grabbed the box with both hands and pulled it towards her. No one made a move to stop her as she pulled out handful after handful of peanut packings. A note came fluttering out in her rush, and Ochaco bent down to retrieve it. She gave it a quick once over before handing it to Sunny.
"I guess this is for you," She said as Sunny took it.
Sunny peered at it for a moment before pouting and handing it back to her, "I can't read this."
"Can you not read Kanji, Sunny?" Tsu asked. Sunny shook her head, no.
"Sunny can only read Hiragana, as she's still learning." Momo clarified.
Uraraka cleared her throat rather awkwardly, "Well, it's obviously from Midnight, and it says 'If things ever get too tough, just take your bra off, that fixes everything. Lots of love, Midnight."
Mina shrugged, "Well, she's not wrong."
"Bold of her to assume I wear a bra in the first place." Sunny announced with a huff.
"Wait, so if there's a really big, bad villain, and I'm about to lose, I should just take my bra off?" Ochaco asked, not sounding totally convinced, "That would save me?"
"Yes." Came the reply of nearly every other girl in the room.
"And if it doesn't," Mina continued, pausing her rummaging only for a moment, "At least you'll die in comfort." Her grinning face suddenly dropped and turned into one of shock. Slowly, she pulled out the item the peanut packaging was protecting.
Immediately, Toru shrieked, "A snake!"
Sunny jumped and bristled too, she didn't like snakes! But then she realised what it was that Mina was holding up.
"A whip!" She squealed happily, bounding over the Mina and pulling it from her grasp to hug it against her chest. "My very own whip!"
The whip itself was rather simple; glossy and black, with a silver pommel around the reinforced handle.
She must have been grinning murderously at it, because Ochaco squeaked, "I think we should run!"
In a fit of squeals and giggles, the girls came tumbling out of their changing room. Sunny chased after them, but not because she wanted to whip them, she just like chasing things.
The girls headed towards the cluster of boys that were loitering around waiting for them, and immediately caught all their attention.
"What is going on here?!" Iida was the first to condemn the silly, piglet like noises coming from the gaggle of females, "This commotion is hugely inappropriate for-" He was cut off by Sunny's cracking whip. She didn't hit him; in fact, she was nowhere near as the end of the whip snapped a few inches from Iida's costume-clad butt. Still, cracking noise that split the empty air made him squeal in surprise like all the girls.
Immediately, an uproar ensued as some of the boys started laughing. Denki snorted by accident, which earnt him a whipping near the balls. He immediately dropped like a domino, clutching himself between the legs for protection with a squawk.
"Put it away, Suga, you ain't slick." Sero scoffed from beside Kaminari, crouching slightly behind the electric blond in case Sunny came for his jewels too.
Sunny spotted Bakugo glaring at her, and she aimed the whip his way. Unfortunately, he knew it was coming and was fast enough to grab the end of the whip as it came snapping towards him. Without even flinching he gave it a hard tug, pulling Sunny into him. He immediately grabbed her into a headlock.
"Hey," Kaminari elbowed Kirishima as he watched Bakugo and Sunny wrestled against each other. She wasn't trying very hard, as she could easily release herself from his thick arm, but she was still squealing happily and kicking at his shins and butt as he held her forcefully around the neck, "Didn't Bakugo call Sunny his girlfriend earlier?"
"Yeah, I think so?" Kirishima replied sceptically, flinching a little when Sunny bit into Bakugo's side, he promptly yelled out and smack her on the head with his gauntlet.
"Is... Is that how you should treat your girlfriend?"
"Honestly man, I'm not even sure they like each other."
With a hard thud, Bakugo was on his back with Sunny immediately clambering onto his chest. When he sat up to grab at her face, she swung her legs up and clamped her thighs around his neck.
"Settle down, everyone, settle down!" All Might jovial booming voice made everyone jump and swing his way. Even Bakugo and Sunny paused their wrestling to watch him address the class.
The class then began. All Might explained the plan, it was essentially a type of rescue training. He was going to position himself somewhere in the centre, and the class would then take turns in waves to get to him. Of course, he didn't explicitly say it was a race, but everyone knew it was.
The zone they were in was an obstacle course within itself, and Sunny licked her lips as she hovered over the side of the building they were starting on. This was her jam.
Screw the great outdoors; show her a city and she'll give you a tour.
But this was better than a city, this was an industrial-style factory, with pipes, towers, tanks, poles, ridges, ledges and pieces of architecture that made her mouth water and claws extend expectantly.
Sure, she didn't have a costume anymore after being destroyed in the fire, and even the salvageable bits were long gone after she threw them at that Dabi chap. But it didn't matter, she was more than content with getting dirty.
All Might's loud voice announced the first set of students, it included Izuku and Sunny watched with wide eyes and a fixed grin as her friend and classmate left the others in the dust.
"Woah!" She exclaimed brightly. He really had learnt some new moves over work experience!
She turned to find someone to gush about it too, but her eyes immediately gravitated to a seething Bakugo.
"I thought I recognised those moves..." Someone mentioned
"Hey, Bakugo," Someone else called, "aren't they your moves?"
The explosive blond was vibrating with rage as he glared daggers towards where Midoriya was flipping and somersaulting his way across the course. Until he landed on his face, that was.
Sunny didn't see the correlation or the problem, but whatever Bakugo was mad about had really rubbed him the wrong way. He stepped up to the starting line with vigour, not even sparing a glance towards anyone as he was fuelled with newfound determination.
Of course, he blew his way across the scape in moments.
Sunny was in the last group and much to her delight she was with Sero, quickly running over to him she nearly bowled the boy over by bumping hips with him too hard. She was also with Koda, Jiro and Tokoyami.
She padded on her feet for a few moments when they took their positions, eyeing up Dark Shadow next to her. Tokoyami noticed her lick her lips and promptly moved to the other side of the start-up.
"Go!"
Sunny immediately turned around on her heel and headed in the opposite direction.
"What the fuck is she doing?" Bakugo groaned to himself on the finishing platform. He, of course, came first in his group, and he expected Sunny to do the same. Although he assumed it might have been a close one with Tokoyami as with Dark Shadows help, he could do short bursts of flight. But now, as he watched Sunny take a few precious seconds to head the wrong way, the chances of her winning were slipping.
But then she turned again, popping off her trainers and crouching so low to the ground her knees brushed against the concrete. Her right arm was extended outward, holding her whip tightly, while her left hand was wrapped loosely across her stomach.
And then she was off.
Bakugo immediately straightened up as within seconds she had eaten up and spat back out the fifty or so meters in front of her; she took a few longer strides as she neared the edge of the building, matching her feet side by side in the last leap. She crouched low, pressing her knees into her chest as her feet hit the ledge.
And then she sprung twenty, thirty, then forty feet. Her arms twisted and contorted around her body all while her head locked into place, securing her sights onto her landing position. Bakugo noticed how her arms did all the work, angling and moving her through the air to get her ready to land.
And she did land, toes grazing the surface of a liquid tank, but she didn't waste even a nano-second before she had sprung again, using the momentum of her fall into her push.
She had already passed Koda and Jiro, and in the last leap she passed Sero as he swung around the buildings and apparatus beneath her.
She took to the air like a goddamn bird, landing on anything with scary precision – a ladder, a phone cable, and then spinning around a vertical pole and leaping from the side of it.
She then extended her whip, flicking it and raising her legs with the force of her swing. The end of the whip encased itself around a horizontal pipe, and Sunny pulled on it like a rope.
She dropped, lower and lower until she was no longer in the sky and she was heading towards the concrete ground.
"She's going to hit the ground!" Midoriya's voice echoed what they were all thinking, but he needn't have bothered.
Sunny raised her legs up, angling herself so the back of her slightly loose gym top brushed along the floor. And just like that, she was on the rise again, soring like a toddler on a swing desperate to make it all the way around.
She waited until she was high up in the air again before letting go, shooting through the air towards them.
"Weeeeeeeee~" Her arms and legs were out like a starfish as she completely annihilated the hundred or so feet between them in the single swing. The grin plastered on her face was utterly fearless and her eyes sparkled mischievously.
"Catch me, Sukiiiiii~"
Bakugo's red hues shrunk as she came at him, but he didn't even have time to react before she ploughed into him. Knocking him straight off his feet and sending the pair of them flying backwards.
Bakugo landed flat on his back with a loud 'UMPH!'
"That was a poor catch, Bakugo."
"Yeah, man, call that a catch?"
"Wait, is he dead?"
Sunny sat up, looking around herself in confusion. And then she looked down, frowning suddenly.
"Suki, you didn't catch me."
Bakugo didn't reply, his head was stuck between Sunny's breasts and he was quite happy to stay there, thank you very much.
Sunny plopped herself down heavily, licking her lips as she eyeballed the huge tray of food in front of her.
An Omurice omelette.
Six Beef dumplings.
Twelve Tempura prawns.
Five Onigiri balls.
Five Yakitori.
Four custard buns.
Three Kashipan.
And eighteen octopus hotdogs.
It was a mouth-wateringly carb-heavy, deep-fried, salty lunch fit for a King. She poised herself for a moment, a chopstick held tightly in each hand as she savoured the smell around her, marking the moment to memory.
She drew a deep breath, closing her eyes in anticipation. It had been a busy morning and she'd certainly worked herself up an appetite. She deserved this mini buffet, although it really wasn't that much different from what she usually ate.
But then she opened her eyes, ready to smash her face into her omelette, but she stopped herself, eyes bugging out in horror when she noticed all her food had disappeared and been replaced with a bowl of Oden with a side of rice and vegetables.
Immediately she started crying.
"Oh, grow up." Bakugo hissed, pushing her old tray towards Kirishima and Kaminari who were licking their lips excitedly, "You need a more balanced diet. That fried shit will only clog up your arteries, and all that salt will do your cholesterol no favours. And what are you doing eating dairy, huh? You're fucking lactose intolerant, you cried for hours last time you had an omelette from here."
Sunny was still crying now, "S-Suki!" She wailed, legitimate tears rolling down her cheeks, "P-Please, that's so m-mean."
"Tell it to someone who cares."
More wails, "I-I'll never p-put-put your willy in m-my mouth aga-again!"
"Ew." Sero deadpanned and Kirishima heaved around a mouthful of Onigiri, spraying rice across the table.
Kaminari's eyes boggled, however, and his mouth dropped into an O-shape, "Woah, dude! You finally got some!" He exclaimed a little too brightly, "What was it like? Did- Umph!"
Bakugo had reached over and grabbed a handful of omelette, shoving it straight in Denki's open mouth, smearing egg, cheese and ketchup all over his face and down his front.
Sunny was still crying, but at least she was now crying into her Oden.
"If you're good and eat all your vegetables," Bakugo told her, wiping his hand on a napkin, "I'll let you have a custard bun."
"I don't like you." She wept.
"Hah? You don't? I guess you don't want these costume drawings then, aye?"
Immediately she stopped her crying and looked up to where Bakugo was now waving around Midoriya's notebook with a know-it-all grin.
Sero shuddered, "Gives me the willies when she just switches like that."
Sunny made a grab for the notebook, but Bakugo leant back with it, hovering it just out of her reach as he sat across from her.
"What are those three magic words that I love to hear?" He grinned wickedly at her, and she pouted.
"I like you." She told him.
Bakugo scoffed and shook his head, "I couldn't give a shit about that."
Sunny grumbled to herself for a few moments, "You're the best." She finally scoffed out.
"That's my girl," With that, Bakugo lightly threw the book at Sunny's face. She caught it easily and began flicking through the pages with a beaming grin on her face.
I have absolutely no idea what costume to give her... might draw it? Idkkkk
Anyway thank you so much to the kind people who reviewed last chapter! After reading them and wheezing I couldn't help but pull this out my arse asap!
I'm busy over the weekend so will need a few days to write the next chapt, but I'll see yall in a few days!
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