Camie Utsushimi was a boss ass bitch. And she fucking knew it.

But it hadn't always been like that. She had been broken before.

She lost her chance to join in during the Provisional License Exam. Instead, an impostor had taken her place while she was left in a cold, dark room that smelt of blood. Her blood.

All she had ever done was befriend someone, then she saw a needle and everything went dark. She woke up chained to a wall, body caked in dried blood from numerous cuts and slashes that she had no idea came from. Though, it was definitely not another of her illusions, seeing as the searing pain that had made her scream and cry for days on end was as real as the scars that they had left behind.

She still had nightmares. That girl cackling, cutting through her skin with that blade and licking her blood off her body sensually. Camie could only cry in disgust. But it was even worse when she used her quirk.

She looked exactly like her. There was literally no difference in form or figure. It was like looking in a mirror. The horror of knowing that she was going to go out and destroy the lives of those near her was more painful than every cut, every mark, every lick. Toga may have harmed her, but now she would harm everyone else.

And it would look like it was all her fault.

Then the Heroes found her. That day had been the best day of her life. Seeing the sun after so long in the dark gave her hope. Hope to repair the lives that the impostor had damaged. Now she could repair friendships and heal broken hearts. Even make new friends. After all, that's what second chances are for. That's why she was so glad to be able to try again for her provisional license. It was a dream come true.

Then she met Katsuki Bakugou.

Truth be told, she didn't understand him. He was so different from everyone else.

Rough, but gentle at heart.

Swear-y, with an attitude and explosive nature (to match his quirk), yet well-mannered and almost polite when he kept quiet.

He was pretty much the greatest mix-up of emotions that could ever exist within this world. He had such an unbreakable shell, such high walls over his heart, that every crack in his guard was an absolutely precious moment to witness. Simply because she may never witness it again. She didn't find him annoying, or as exasperating as other people did. She had just learnt to read what was written across his face.

For someone who was so guarded, he really seemed to display all his feelings in expressions that she didn't even know existed.

Friends.

They had become that fairly quickly. Deku was easy to talk to and get along with because he was friendly with everyone. Uraraka was as bubbly as she was so they hit it off just as quick. Mina was her closest girl friend and loved playing matchmaker with her. Kirishima & Kaminari were her boys, she could count on them and they were always playing pranks on Todoroki. Todoroki could only handle her for so long.

But Camie & Bakugou?

Fucking unstoppable.

It wasn't long before she was starting to come over to U.A too. She was pretty much part of his class. Their teacher, Aizawa, had even offered her a Dorm to use during the holidays.

For as long as she was in Shuketsu, she was in U.A, hanging with the Three Doom Kids and Deku. They were the High-School Squad that couldn't be broken and because of her and Bakugou's fashion sense, they were always 'flexing' their street-wear. 'Dripping in swag!' was something that she used to say all the time while she was video-recording them as they hung out.

She mostly did this because it would get on Bakugou's nerves, but also, Bakugou had the best swag amongst them (excluding her, of course). He had this whole bad-boy look that made him fit perfectly whatever he worse. He could wear a shirt and trousers, yet still, look as fine as fuck. It didn't matter what he wore. Tracksuits, Jeans and Hoodies, T-shirts & Shorts with sandals. Hell, she made him wear a whole tuxedo and to her, he was goddamn spicy.

Why?

It was that fucking smirk.

That smirk that displayed more confidence than anything he needed to say.

That smirk that screamed arrogance.

That smirk that screamed 'Here comes the no.1.'

That smirk that could almost make her damn knees quiver, her heart flutter and send shivers down her spine.

She played it off nicely; she was just lucky enough to be a part of Bakugou's life and got to see his 'hot bod' fresh in the greatest clothes. There wasn't a girl on earth who wouldn't be drooling at her simply photogenic friend. She wanted to stay like this forever, knowing that they would always be together. What could separate them?

Well, the answer came in the form of Hero business.

An agency from the US wanted to intern her. They had reached through to her through a different Agency and wanted her in the US to study and eventually work for them. Her quirk would be useful to a department of theirs and needed her ASAP if she was willing. She was more than willing and able. To be looked upon from an international agency was something that barely ever happened.

But her friends could never find out. Especially Bakugou.

Bakugou would have been devastated if she told him. Just imagining the look on his face was enough to stop her from telling him every time. every day that got closer to her leaving the country felt as if she was dying. Like she would suddenly disappear and never return.

So she spent even more time than usual. She would join their classes, hang out while they were studying for exams or just overlooking their class notes or go out with them more often. But she couldn't tell them. No way. It would be impossible.

She could remember the last night she spent in Japan.

Bakugou had been the final person she saw. They had taken the night out together and now sat in a park, on the swings, drinking slushies, as she breathed marvellous and hilarious illusions across the night sky. It had been an amazing time for her and she would never want to forget such a time in her life.

"Hey, remember when we first met?"

Camie was looking towards the night sky with filled stars twinkling brightly. She was swinging gently.

"Of course, I fucking remember. You were talking all kinds of nonsense. Not that I even understand that psychobabble you talk."

Was Bakugou's quick reply. He was stationary as he drank slowly.

"Ha. I was like, totes, not even interested in you. You were swearing every other sentence, like, get a grip damn! Actually, you totes still do."

"I'll forgive you for that one, but don't think I won't break your face if you ever tell me that."

"I'll totes remember that. I have to say, Todoroki was pretty hot."

"Isn't that his quirk?"

"No pun intended, Bakubro."

She took a sip from her own slushie.

"But like, after, I couldn't help but mess with you. You were soooo much fun to mess with."

Bakugou groaned as he remembered the stunts that were pulled on him. Camie giggled as he rolled his eyes at her.

"Now look where we are. Sneaking out after curfew to watch the stars. Aren't we just great friends?"

For some reason, her voice cracked. Bakugou looked over at her with an eyebrow raised. Camie coughed into her hand before flicking back her hair and continuing to sip from her cup. Bakugou finally responded.

"Friends? Who said so, goddammit? I just hang around... Because I want to. Better than being bored as fuck with nothing to do."

"Don't worry, Bakubro, I totes accept your feelings for me!"

"I didn't fucking say that!"

Camie laughed as Bakugou fumed. He calmed down soon enough. He threw his now empty cup into the bin nearby, perfectly. Camie clapped mockingly. He glared at her.

"So... Why are you suddenly going back to your parents for the holidays?"

Camie almost chocked back on her slushie. She didn't expect him to remember or take her seriously.

"Haven't seen them in, like, forever! I got kinda homesick, so seeing my pops and ma again would be nice..."

They had both gotten up by now, leaving the park and making their way back towards the dormitories. They walked even slower than usual, not that either of them really minded.

"Tell your mom I'll miss her?"

"I ain't telling that old hag shit. If you want to tell her, do it yourself."

"Please, Bakubro."

"... Fine."

"Thanks."

"Just stop sounding like this is the last time I'll see you. It's not like you're not coming back."

"... Yeah, you're right. I don't know what I'm worried about."

Her breathing was getting heavier and she hadn't touched the rest of her slushie yet. Bakugou had quickly caught on to her change in expression.

"Sheesh, woman, don't start getting emotional."

"Oh please, like I'm getting emotional. Isn't that a tear swelling up in your eye? Is the big, bad Bakubro gonna cwy fwor mee?"

"Oh shut the fuck up, I am not crying!"

They were now in front of the dorm building. For some reason Bakugou had stopped, which meant that she did too. He took one look at her and then with a heavy sigh (against all expectations) he pulled her towards himself. He was actually hugging her.

Camie froze, but quickly accepted the hug, pulling Bakugou as close as possible. Feeling his warmth, his touch, his... Love?

Was this love?

Not that she would know. She hadn't felt love before. At least not like this.

"Relax, Camie. You're not even leaving for so long and you're already about to cry a fucking river."

This was one of the rare times he ever called her by name; of course, only in the company of themselves. He would never call her Camie out in the open, but that was good enough for her. She could keep a few secrets after all.

"I know but... I don't want to change so fast. To move so quickly."

She was gripping his back as tears ran down her face and wet his shirt. Was his back always this broad? This wide?

"You're barely going anywhere. Don't worry about it."

He had tucked her hair behind her ear and was drawing small circles on her back. She enjoyed the small movement he made, almost causing shivers down her spine.

"I guess... But you guys are totes all I have. My best friends..."

"Yeah... Friends..." Bakugou murmured back as his chin rested on her head. Oh wow, he was really a whole head taller than her now? Actually, she could barely remember the times she was the same height as him.

After another minute, Bakugou pulled away from her, wiping her tear streaks away.

"Now who's crying tears?"

Camie laughed at the joke. Now seemingly completely fine, she straightened up and huffed.

"Thanks, Bakubro."

"Whatever, Illusion Girl."

For him to switch back to her nickname, someone was definitely with them. His tone said all his expressions for him.

"I really should just kick you two out of the damn school for this shit."

Aizawa walked out of an alleyway casually, as if it was perfectly normal for him. He looked terribly bored and tired, more so than usual.

"But I'll let you off once more. Camie, let's go. If you're going, you need to go now."

Camie nodded before turning to Bakugou once more. She quickly gave him a light kiss on his cheek, nearing the corner of his lips.

"Call me, okay?"

Bakugou's hand immediately flew up to touch where she had kissed him as his face slowly turned crimson. She giggled as this was one of the only times she had ever made him blush.

"Bye, Bakubae."

She skipped along until with Aizawa taking her to the car parked nearby. Bakugou's face became a scowl as he realised she had a one-up on him once more. But the feeling of those lips on his cheeks...

He blushed once more. As the car left, he waved at Camie who had tears streaming down her face. He rolled her eyes at her. She always was such a Drama Queen.

When he found out, he was Livid. Actually, it was the angriest he had ever been.

He was so angry that he wasn't even screaming or shouting. He was speechless. He didn't even make a sound.

Instead, he walked straight out of the class with the best poker face anyone had ever seen. Nobody saw him for the rest of the day, but they all knew how he felt. Even Deku had never seen Bakugou so full of anger that he didn't even know what to do.

Betrayed.

For the rest of that week, no one saw or heard anything from Bakugou. Rumours began to spread across the class and eventually the School. He might have committed suicide or ran away altogether to find her. Kaminari & Kirishima shot these all down, however, as Bakugou was simply locked in his room. They had both gone to give him meals, yet they still couldn't bring him out of his dorm room.

But by the next week, Bakugou was finally back.

And not in a good way.

He was snarkier than usual, much more of an asshole and even a little scary.

Those that usually would simply piss him off would now find themselves in a senseless fight. Bakugou had rated his hands as 'E' for everybody. No one escaped. Of course, there would still be those who naturally opposed him. Such as Todoroki, or Deku himself. But even then, Bakugou had no sympathy for any longer. He was like a deranged animal. Especially when it came to Hero Training lessons.

It had started off as a normal training session. Bad guys Vs Good guys. One has to stop the other while co-operating with their teams. Easy enough.

But Bakugou was the WildCard. Earlier, he and Todoroki argued over the most stupid thing in the world.

Who drank his carton of Orange Juice.

While the class (and eventually Aizawa) had separated them, Bakugou didn't want to let it go.

Instead of concentrating on the mission given to them, Bakugou crushed his ear-piece and had an all-out battle with Todoroki. Both were sent to the hospital and Aizawa eventually suspended Bakugou indefinitely. He really didn't want to, but Bakugou's behaviour was getting way out of control. There was only one way to get him to listen.

Beat it into him.

For an entire month, Aizawa would pick up Bakugou and they would go on Patrol together. But not during the day. They would be heading through the streets of Japan while fighting a lot more dangerous criminals (Aizawa just happened to forget to tell the headmaster about this part) just to show Bakugou, he wasn't as strong as he seemed. The line between Hero and Villain was thin and could be crossed easily if one truly wanted to.

Every morning, Bakugou would come home with aches, pains, bruises and sometimes cuts. There were loads of strong villains out there that he knew he had no chance of defeating. But it wasn't until Aizawa relinquished his suspension that he understood what his teacher was trying to drill into him.

When you think you've reached the strongest, look up. There is always someone stronger than you looking down.

Bakugou head back to U.A, having finally returned somewhat to normal. Although Camie's betrayal hurt him, he wouldn't let it get to him. He would just aim to reach even higher than her.

Therefore, she was the last person he expected to show up in front of his house.

Bakugou couldn't believe his eyes.

Long blonde hair.

Curves that could kill criminals with a look.

That annoying way of speaking that goes against every rule of grammar in the book.

It was really her.

"Illusion girl?"

"Yep, that's me," Camie replied, a smile on her lips. "I'm totes, not huggable material, I'm pretty wet-"

"What are you even doing here?" He growled back, as his hands clenched the door.

There was a pause as silence came between them, the only sound being the rain behind her,

"I was just greeting a friend-"

"A friend? You really think so?"

"Bakugou, I know-"

"No."

The venom in his voice was clear. He wasn't just angry, he was completely seething. Camie was almost beginning to sweat.

"You don't know. you don't know anything about me."

"Who's that?"

Yuki had silently appeared, holding a teddy bear in one hand. Takara and she were playing with her toys. Camie's eyes widened in surprise and she felt a slight pain in her heart. She wasn't sure why; she was sure all the feelings that she had had for Bakugou were gone long ago.

"This is an old friend," He stressed the word clearly, "That has come to see me. Don't worry everything is fine."

"Oh." Yuki said, before smiling happily, "Hi!"

Camie was in awe of the little girl who seemed unperturbed by the foul mood that was clear between the 2. She leaned down to the girl's height to look at her more clearly.

"What's your name, little one?"

"I'm Yuki. Nice to meet you!"

"Nice to meet you too! You're a real cutie pie, you know that?"

The girl nodded vigorously before answering.

"Daddy tells me that all the time."

"Well, daddy's very right."

"Thank you!"

"In you go now," Bakugou said, sounding bored. "I'll start making your food soon."

The little girl ran back inside as Camie got back up to his height.

"Unless you and Deku combined genes, that can't be your kid-"

"She isn't. I don't have any kids."

"... Oh."

"I'm just the godfather of too many children."

At that, Camie chuckled lightly. Another silence stood between them before Bakugou finally spoke up.

"Okay, what do you damn want?"

He was leaning on his door frame, a little more relaxed, but clearly still quite pissed. Camie noted that the sight of his Godchild had somewhat calmed his fuming state. She was damn grateful too; seeing as Bakugou had looked as if he had completely rejected her entire existence before.

"I was going to ask..." Camie sang, looking sheepish "If I could stay for a few days?"

There was more silence as Bakugou looked at her blankly. Yuki popped out from behind his leg once more,

"Yes, please! Please Uncle Kaachan!"

Bakugou gave her a look that made her scamper away again. In the end, he sighed and took her suitcases, dragging it inside his house. Camie began to talk again.

"I know you've got kids over, so I'm being difficult, but it's only until I've found a place, I'll even pay rent if I have to-"

"Illusion girl, shut up already."

Bakugou began carrying the suitcases up the stairs himself as she walked behind. She waved at Yuki and Takara (who shouted his name at her as he smiled brightly).

"I'm not gonna make you pay rent and you can stay as long as you need, or want, or whatever. Just don't drink too much of my orange juice, that's all."

He put the suitcases down on the second floor. Camie started speaking again.

"I totes don't mind sleeping on the couch-"

"You're gonna be in my room."

He rolled the suitcases down the hallway and into the last room on the right. Camie gave a confused look that slowly looked embarrassed.

"Look, Bakubro, you're my best guy, but there is no way I'm sleeping in the same room-"

Bakugou gave her a glare that shut her up again. He left the suitcases and headed past her for the door.

"As if I'd sleep with you."

Okay, that was unnecessary. Camie whirled round, ready to dish out an insult.

"I'll let you know, Bakubro, that there are totes loads of guys who would love to sleep with me."

Bakugou snorted as he turned to face her with a smirk on his face.

That. Fucking. Smirk.

"I'm guessing you gave them all a chance?" he replied hotly. Her cheeks flared red in anger and even more embarrassment.

"I did not!"

"You sure about that one?"

"Katsuki Bakugou! I may be many things, but I am nobody's hoe!"

Bakugou burst out laughing, knowing that he had won. Camie's crimson cheeks were the evidence of his victory. when he was done, he looked to her, a bit more warmly this time.

"We can talk later. Right now, I've got shitty brats to feed." He pointed a thumb backwards, to indicate the children that were playing downstairs. "You hungry? Or did you already have a protein shake?"

"Bakugou, did you just insinuate that I just gave head-"

Her stomach answered truthfully for her. A deep rumble echoed from within her and more than loud enough for Bakugou to raise an eyebrow. She gave another sheepish look as she held her stomach.

"Airplane food isn't great..."

Bakugou rolled his eyes as he began to walk off.

"Yeah, I know. It isn't filling at all."

Camie almost began to let steam out of her ears.

"BAKUGOU, YOU COME BACK HERE!"

Yep, another one in the bag. I'm gonna start on the next chapter right away, cus I'm kinda on a roll. Don't know how long it will take though.