5:46 PM

Midoriya finally made it back to UA from the beach. He was kicking himself for choosing a meeting location so far away from the school. He felt like he needed a better spot to meet with his mentor. Midoriya made a mental note of it as he strolled towards the men's dorm.

He decided he desperately needed to freshen up. He used the opportunity to run to and from the beach across town. Running helped him calm his nerves and he was always looking to improve his body. Now though, it left him in a sweaty, disheveled mess that wasn't flattering in any way, shape, or form; regardless if that was how she had seen him after their nights of intimacy.

With the dorm coming into view he saw a figure walking towards him. It was one that he recognized all too well.

'Kacchan.'

Midoriya hoped that if he kept his mouth shut that the two of them would've walked past one another and avoid confrontation. He avoided making eye contact, or even averting his gaze from the ground. He was not in the mood for Kacchan's antics. He had other things to worry about and he didn't want to pile on anything extra.

Unfortunately, about 20 meters before they reached each other, his ash blonde friend pierced the silence with his gruff voice. It was different though, which caught Midoriya off guard. It wasn't hostile. He couldn't really explain what it was like. He browsed through his vocabulary for adjectives to describe Kacchan's tone of voice but the closest he could come up with was serious or indifferent.

"Deku, walk with me."

Uraraka had been back for quite some time after her chat with Tsu. Following those events, she was trying to play over potential sequences in her head again and again. She reviewed only positive thoughts though, as she feared that she'd back out if she even considered the possibility of things going awry.

She couldn't allow her thoughts to become too positive though; since they lead her down a path of growing discomfort in her lower abdomen. She had to resist the urge to not jump his bones this time and at the very least clear up the fog surrounding their relationship. She could decide to do whatever after that problem was resolved. 'If he just wasn't so God damn tempting.'

She still hadn't figured out where, when, and how they were going to talk. She assumed the safest way would be to text him but her anxiety caused her to put it off. Even though she was under the protection of a screen, she still felt extremely vulnerable to the scrutiny of his response. It was though their relationship was a delicate glass structure and the smallest slip of the tongue could shatter it. Of course, she was exaggerating as all teens do.

She was staring blankly at her phone for God knows how long. She looked at it like it was some fearsome creature and if she averted her gaze, it would attack her. She finally swallowed her fear and picked it up.

Uraraka: Deku-Kun, can we talk?

She waited a few minutes and there was no response. She felt a looming sense of defeat encompassing her body. She was afraid he didn't want to talk to her. She slapped herself on the cheeks and instilled herself with optimism once more.

"He's probably busy or something!" She said to herself; not entirely convinced by her words but it would have to do for now.

"W-what do you want to talk about K-Kacchan?"

"I'm not dense Deku. I thought about it for a while but I think I have a good understanding of what's going on and if I'm right; you're a pathetic motherfucker."

'There it is,' Midoriya chuckled internally, Kacchan's vulgarity reducing the tension only a smidgeon. He was still perturbed by Kacchan's demeanor. He wasn't yelling, he wasn't swearing, he wasn't shooting him death glares; it brought Midoriya's fretful nature forward in all of its earnest.

"W-what do you mean?"

"Correct me if I'm wrong. You and Uraraka are fucking. I assume that since UA has rules against sex between students, you're in a pretty shitty situation. The rules prevent you two from really being together and you were so caught up with covering it up that you didn't fill holes in your relationship, except for her physical ones."

Midoriya felt himself break into a cold sweat. He was glad he hadn't showered yet because it would have been all for naught otherwise. 'How the hell did he figure all of that out?!' He began to panic. His mouth was as arid as the Sahara Desert; words could not escape from his mouth even if he had any to say.

"I don't know what you take me for Deku. I am not an idiot; you should know that. Dumbass."

"Y-yeah," Midoriya paused before mustering his courage "why are you so concerned about it?"

"Because you're a fucking idiot who can't do anything right, Deku."

Midoriya hung his head down as he was painfully reminded of the original meaning behind his childhood nickname.

"So, here is what you do–"

Midoriya blinked exasperatedly. He couldn't have heard that right. Kacchan was going to offer him advice about his love life? Kacchan!?

Everybody knew that Bakugou was a total hard ass. He was the most difficult, prideful, stubborn, obnoxious, pompous douchebag at UA and he seemed to relish those things as his defining qualities. Everyone knew it to be true, including Midoriya; which made this whole thing seem all the more surreal.

"Will you stop staring at me like a fucking moron and listen to what I'm telling you?!"

"U-uh sorry! I just didn't expect you to ever want to help me."

"Tch, it's not about helping you."

"Well, what is it about then?"

"I–" Kacchan paused for a moment, debating whether or not to disclose any personal information to the most irritating person he knew. "Fuck it, I like romance novels, and shows and shit so when I see you fuck something like this up so bad, it pisses me off."

Midoriya would have scoffed at the notion of Kacchan being a hopeless romantic if anybody had so much as suggested it. Now that it was out in the open, Midoriya didn't feel the need to choke down a laugh but rather, he respected his friend's tastes and appreciated the fact he would tell him something like that.

"Don't stare at me like that! I ain't giving you advice on how to get in my pants you fucking weirdo!"

And with that, they were back within the realms of reality.

Bakugou cleared his throat and went back to his train of thought.

"Okay, so first of all–" Midoriya felt a hard whack on top of his head. The inflicted area was throbbing violently and the spot was definitely going to form a lump.

"Ow! What the hell?!"

"You shouldn't be fucking girls you care about without establishing a relationship first; fucking idiot. You're the one who 'cares' so much about people's feelings yet you didn't even stop to think about what you were doing. Christ, you piss me off!"

Midoriya couldn't help but wonder if his friend should get tested for some form of mental instability issue. Here Kacchan was helping him, next thing you know, he was cradling a lump on the crown of his head.

"Anyway, you have to man the fuck up and tell her how you really feel. Not just that but you have to ask her the fuck out. Grow a set and you'll be fine. As for Aizawa, there ain't shit he can say if you don't get caught. Not getting caught means thinking with the head on your God damn shoulders; you got that?!"

Midoriya just nodded his head vehemently soaking in every word of wisdom.

"UA won't just let you two fuck freely; however, normal relationships occur all the time with the whole kissing, hand holding, and cuddling fuckery all the time. They can't say shit about that. If you take it too far, you'll get in shit though; so, try to keep your hands off of her in public for fuck sake. Lastly, eyes are going to be on you two because of the stunt you pulled which landed you with this shitty punishment. Gotta play it cool for the time being, or you'll just fucking ruin everything as usual."

He paused for a moment to search for any further tips to offer Deku.

"Ignore the class. They want to see you two bastards together so they'll be approving. They'll probably give you a hard time but they're only fucking around. Just try not to get too handsy around them; especially Ball Head."

Midoriya burst into laughter. He couldn't believe that Kacchan was capable of telling a good joke. As long as Midoriya had known him, he felt like Kacchan was far too belligerent to resort to telling casual jokes. It was definitely a breath of fresh air.

He looked forward and saw Kacchan stop and turn on his heel. The King-Of-Explodo-Kills held a finger within inches of his nose.

"Don't fuck this up or I will fucking murder you. Got that?!"

He just nodded his head sheepishly in response to the threat.

"Now get lost, you got shit to do."

Midoriya watched as Kacchan walked off into the distance, shoulders slouched. 'Thanks, pal.'

Not a whole lot of Uraraka in this one but I promise there will be interaction in the next chapter. Please review!