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WARNING: Mature sexual content in this chapter.


Ayako opened up with Bakugou's classmates frighteningly well, having many new phone numbers and people she could consider possible new friends. She smiled to herself, somewhat proud that she allowed herself to relax and get to know some people. She had even opened up to Toru, rather enjoying the invisible girl's company. Everyone Bakugou went to school with was so nice. She was happy to be able to get to know the people who were surrounding him on a daily basis. It made her feel even better that these were the people that made up the future generation of heroes.

The third round was underway, though Ayako didn't head out to watch. She stayed inside the break room, watching the screens occasionally as the one on one combats took place. Toru stayed by her side, trying to dish out as many questions as she could about Bakugou. Ayako felt pretty overwhelmed, trying hard not to give too much information. She kept replaying that night over and over again and no matter how she looked at it, she could no longer deny her true feelings for him as well. Kirishima plopped down next to Ayako, thankfully breaking her 'girl talk' and giving her something else to focus on.

"So, how are you?" He leaned his elbows onto his knees, trying to keep his voice low. She immediately knew he was talking about what had happened with her mom.

"Alive? Pushing through I guess…" Her usual frown set back onto her face as she leaned onto her knees as well, taking a long deep breath. "The cops can't find my dad or my brother anywhere. It's like they just vanished." He frowned and nudged her elbow.

"Everything will be okay; you'll get your brother back and your dad will get the justice he deserves." She smiled a small smile, but it wasn't very convincing. She appreciated what he was trying to do though. She took a moment looking him over, realizing she really never got a good look at the guy. He sat in his hero costume, no shirt, ripped abs and the sweetest sympathetic look on his face. He was definitely cute. He was no Bakugou, but if Ayako had met him any other time before, she could see liking him easily. He was a very easy person to talk to and relax with. The fact that he was a genuinely nice person as well really helped.

"If it wasn't for Katsuki…" she mumbled and he nodded, understanding completely. "I think I'd go crazy if I had to do all this on my own." His hand rested on her shoulder and squeezed gently.

"You're not alone even if Bakugou wasn't around. You've got me if you ever need." She smiled warmly, thankful for such amazing people in her life. "Plus, I demand a rematch at that fighting game. I can't walk away til I beat you ya know." She giggled now and rolled her eyes.

"You actually have to get good, though." He playfully scoffed, pretending to be totally offended. A few others came to the little group, the conversation thankfully taking a much lighter turn. She looked around at all of the up and coming heroes, smiling, but feeling quite inadequate next to all of them. They seemed to be genuinely good people, with amazing abilities and so full of life. Untouchable. She gnawed on the inside of her lip nervously. Could Bakugou really want to be with a nobody like her?

As if on que the spikey blond barreled through the doors, angry as hell and ready to start all kinds of shit. She eyerolled as he stomped straight up to Ayako, grabbing her arm roughly and practically yanking her from her chair. She growled, ripped her arm out of his grasp.

"What the fuck Katsuki…." He glared at her; teeth clenched hard.

"We're going home, now." He sounded livid. She wasn't really sure why right then, but didn't pay any attention to his fighting match, which had him seething mad.

"Home?" Toru meekly asked, her voice nearly in audible. Bakugou rolled his eyes his irritation beyond manageable.

"She lives with me." He growled, grabbing Ayako again. "Home. Now." She rolled her eyes, complying this time.

"Sorry Toru, Ejiro can fill you in." He nodded and waved them off, giving Bakugou a worried look as the two left the building.

"THAT WORTHLESS LITTLE SHIT NOT GIVING IT HIS ALL!" He was practically screaming at the top of his lungs as they decided to walk the long way home. "I JUST WANTED TO BE NUMBER ONE BY BEATING HIM AT HIS FULL FUCKING POWER! IS THIS ALL A FUCKING JOKE TO THE LITTLE ICY HOT BASTARD?" He was so seething mad that Ayako was pretty convinced that she could cook an egg on his hot head of his right then.

"Maybe he has his reasons." She shrugged, watching the full-blown tantrum in front of her.

"HIS REASONS ARE HE'S A WEAK LITTLE BITCH!" Ayako giggled and Bakugou shot her an angry glare.

"Hey, don't get mad at me 'cause you can't just be happy you won."

"It's not winning…if my opponent doesn't even try…" His teeth were clenched so tight she was worried he was going to break them. She felt sorry for him though. Sometimes, people just weren't as passionate about things as he was, and he expected everyone to be on his level.

"Wanna go get some dinner?" He sideways glanced at her, ready to protest. "I know this great spicy ramen you'll love." He shut his mouth, stewing still, but nodded. He would never turn down spicy ramen. She smiled, putting her hand on his arm reassuringly. "I know things will be ok, you're you. You always come out on top no matter the circumstances." He shoved his hands in his pockets, head dipped slightly as he listened to her words. "You'll get your shot at proving how amazing you are, even though everyone already knows it." He grunted but said nothing as they made their way to a nearby ramen shop.

They took their seats, Bakugou too angry to even look at the menu so Ayako ordered for him. She frowned over at him, but his face was propped on his hand staring elsewhere, completely lost in thought. She frowned, studying his distracted face. He was half snarling, glaring at the table, his red eyes not wavering once. His brows furrowed; his entire aura completely ominous. She reached over placing her hand on top of his forearm, getting the smallest of glances. She smiled warmly, squeezing his arm.

"It's not the end of the world you know." She left her hand there, taking his not moving from her touch as a good sign.

"I know." He was so gloomy that she couldn't help but roll her eyes and giggle. He moved his arm, pulling it out of her grasp, immediately replacing her hand with his. She blushed deep red, gaining a slight smirk from him. Her heart skipped a beat for a moment, realizing he was showing the rarest of affections not only while he was angry, but literally in front of people. She clenched her opposite hand in a fist on her leg, nearly getting emotional at the thought.

"Kacchan…" She mumbled nervously, now looking anywhere but at him. She wanted to tell him everything. All about Toru, all about realizing her own feelings. She wanted him. She bit her lip as he watched her curiously. "You know…there's um…something I want to talk to you about…" His eyebrow arched, now fully interested in her. "There's a girl at your school that really likes you." He let out a 'tch' and she shook her head. "I'm serious. She wants to confess to you; that Toru girl."

"Who?" He stared at her confused, only to receive the same reaction from her.

"Toru…your classmate…" He thought for a moment and shrugged. "You really don't know who I'm talking about?" He shook his head, squeezing her hand with his.

"Why do I give a shit about some chick in my class?" A part of Ayako felt immediately relieved. "Are you jealous of her?" She glanced up at him nervously.

"A little." He chuckled, sitting all the way up now, his hand still not leaving hers.

"There's only one girl I care to know anything about, and she's not in my class. Anymore." Ayako blushed deep red, looking down at the table, trying hard not to smile like an idiot.

"Kacchan…I um…" She glanced back up at him, a nervous pang hitting her stomach hard as she stared into the intense red eyes. "I really like you…" She mumbled quickly. "When Toru said she wanted to confess to you, it made me realize I didn't want to lose you…even though I don't have a quirk and I can't level with you like that…" He let out another 'tch' and laughed.

"You level with me in every other way." She smiled wide as his thumb grazed her hand lightly. "I was so happy you kissed me back the other night." He glanced sideways, blushing slightly. "I don't ever want to lose you either." She had to concentrate hard to hold back the happy tears that nearly flowed from her face. Thankfully, their food arrived and gave her a wonderful distraction to the heightened emotions that flooded them right then.

His fingers laced with hers as they headed back home, and she couldn't help but smile stupidly. She leaned her head into his arm, so utterly happy in that moment that she barely noticed her phone vibrating in her pocket.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Ms. Ayako? This is detective Yoshida. We have an update, can you come to the precinct?" Her stomach dropped nervously, her feet stopping abruptly causing Bakugou to stare confused.

"Yes, I will be right there…" She mumbled, hanging up the pone before looking up worriedly at Bakugou. They made their way quickly and silently to the police station, heading back into the interrogation room as soon as they walked through the door.

"I'm sorry to call you so abruptly," Detective Yoshida spoke, sitting across from them. "We found your baby brother." Her heart nearly stopped. He placed his hand up making Ayako realize this wasn't going to end well. "He…didn't make it." Her heart wrenched, ripping in two as she heard the words. She put her head in her hands, completely stunned as the tears began to flow. "I am so sorry Ayako."

"H…. how?" The detective stared at her surprised and confused. "Please, tell me how it happened…"

"Your father…he um…disposed…of him. It seems though he died quickly and painlessly, according to the autopsy." She nearly flew out of her chair.

"HE'S JUST A BABY, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! AN AUTOPSY?"

"Ayako, relax, they did what they had to…" Bakugou grabbed the hysterical Ayako, holding her tight as she cried. Detective Yoshida's face was grim but apologetic. This was not happening. This couldn't be happening.

"Why would he do that to him? Why Kacchan?" She cried into his chest. "Why is my father such an evil person?" He hugged her hard, letting her rage and cry as much as she needed.

"I don't know…" He whispered. Nothing was going to make her feel better. She cried when her mother died but it wasn't as painful as this.

"His um…ashes will be ready in a few days. I can bring them to you when they are ready if you would like." The detective looked on, his heart breaking for the hysterical girl. Bakugou answered for her, nodding at the detective. She couldn't speak, only cry.

The detective hailed a cab for the two, apologizing once again before sending them off. She leaned into Bakugou, staring blankly at the seat in front of her as they made their way home. He had texted his mother ahead of time the situation, hopefully meaning she wouldn't have to deal with an abundance of questions or apologies. She stepped through the front door once they made it home, thankfully the house completely quiet. They must be out, she thought, making her way up the stairs to Bakugou's room, collapsing in a huff onto his pillows. The tears wouldn't stop no matter how hard she tried. Every thought of her baby brother's laugh, happy cooing, all flooding her and making her immediately regret not being there more for them.

The bed dipped slightly as Bakugou sat down, his hand on Ayako's back, rubbing gently. He said nothing, just letting her cry it out. It took quite a while before she managed to quiet down, her face swollen and sore from crying so hard.

"My mom's going to tell the girls." He spoke softly, though Ayako didn't answer. She stayed motionless; eyes glazed over at this point. "You should go take a bath." She groaned; refusing to move.

"I'm fine." She mumbled.

"C'mon." He rolled her over to face him. Her lip trembled, threatening another bout of hysterics as she stared up at him. "Come with me." He held out his hand and she begrudgingly took it. Her entire body was heavy, as if someone threw the entire world's weight right on her shoulders. Bakugou's fingers laced with hers as he led her to the bathroom, locking the door behind them after they entered. She was so numb that even this little gesture didn't make her even the slight bit nervous. He started the shower, helping Ayako slowly out of her clothes. She just stood, staring to the side, emotionless. His frown was prominent as he removed his own clothes.

The sight in front of her was largely underappreciated at that moment. Any other time she would have been reeling, nervous, excited; but the news hit her like a truck. He pulled her slowly into the warm shower, pushing her into the water gently. The hot water felt incredible on her back, the first good feeling she felt since being at the precinct. She let out a relieved sigh, closing her eyes as the water drummed against her back. Bakugou's hands made their way through her hair, soap bubbling as he washed it. She smiled against the tight, swollen cheeks of hers, surprised by his generosity and gentleness as he helped her relax. Her back faced him now, his hands running up and down slowly, gently massaging her skin. He knew exactly what she needed. He was overly perceptive, especially to her feelings and it made her wonder if it ever exhausted him to be so over the top all the time. She loved him in these moments, the few, rare moments when he stopped thinking about himself and handled the emotions in the room with ease.

She leaned into his hands, moaning at the backrub that threatened to put her to sleep if he wasn't practically already holding her up. His hands slid gently to her waist, squeezing slightly as he slid them to her hips. His lips met her shoulder making her realize her numbness to today's pain was essentially gone. Her body tingled slightly at his kiss. He kissed gently up to her neck, pulling her closer to him in the process. She gasped feeling his body heat against her back, among other things. His hands grazed their way down the sides of her hips to her thighs and back up; his hands wrapping around the front of her body. Ayako bit her lip nervously as his hands fondled at her chest, leaning her head back into his shoulder. His kisses stopped and his grip on her chest became a bit more aggressive making her moan softly.

More than just his hands had her attention. Her hands made their way behind her, feeling the excitement he had for her in complete awe. He groaned slightly at her touch, thrusting slightly into her hands. She smiled, gripping him tightly, moving her hands along his length. His breath quickened in her ear as one of his hands slipped from her chest, almost racing to the spot between her legs. She whimpered as he teased, pushing two fingers deep inside. She couldn't believe the situation they were in came with such ease. If this was days ago, she would've been scared, but right then and now she accepted his touch happily, moaning more frequently as he played. His teeth sank into her neck making her cry out, gripping him even tighter in her own hands. His hands played her like a musician, hitting every note perfectly; sending her reeling in bliss as she fell over the edge. Her body shook slightly, his fingers leaving her slowly.

She watched, blushing as he turned the shower off, grabbing the towels and half dragging her to his room. He shoved her roughly onto the bed and she stared up at him nervously as he dropped his towel. She bit her lip in surprise. Seeing it versus feeling it with just her hands were two very different experiences. She eyed him hungrily as he grabbed a condom from the wallet in his pants, making her eyebrow arch curiously at him. Did he always have that with him? She didn't dwell on the question long as he crawled over her, kissing her passionately. Her arms wrapped around his neck, lets around his waist. She wasn't going to stop, she wanted this more than she ever thought possible.

"Ready?" He whispered against her lips. She nodded, kissing him again, trying to distract herself from the upcoming pain. She whimpered loudly against his lips as he pressed into her, pushing himself all the way in, in one quick motion. He waited for her to grab her bearings, her nails that dug into his skin roughly, now gently releasing. He took that as his que, rocking into her gently at first. She couldn't believe this was happening. Bakugou was taking her virginity and she cried out as he picked up speed, hitting her walls with such a force that could only be described as Bakugou's way. He wasted no time ending his gentle façade, pushing aggressively and forcing her screams as much as he could. She watched through half-shut eyes, his teeth clenching, his brows furrowed, but this wasn't the usual stern Bakugou face. This was pure pleasure and concentration as he took her over the edge again and again. His body finally jolted as he thrusted through his release, his groan loud and gruff in her ear. She panted heavily, hissing slightly as he pulled out of her, throwing the condom away before collapsing next to her. She giggled, wrapping her arms around him tightly, so very thankful for him in every way.

"Kacchan…" She mumbled as his hands caressed her back.

"We need to do that again…" He murmured into her skin making her giggle. "I didn't know you could scream like that." She smacked him playfully making him laugh.

"Thank you…Kacchan. You really are something else…" He propped himself up, looking straight into her eyes.

"Wanna know how you can thank me?" She smirked and tilted her head curiously. "Be my girlfriend." Her heart about leaped out of her chest.

"A…are you sure?" He glared at her angrily and she giggled. "I'm going to tell everyone what a sweet person you really are."

"Don't you dare…" He growled, pinching her butt and making her yell.

"You know that Toru girl is going to be so sad…" She mumbled. "I intended on giving her a somewhat fair chance." Bakugou rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"She had no shot, you're doing her a favor." Ayako giggled, cuddling close to Bakugou. If he kept being this amazing, she feared she was going to start getting complacent and expecting this treatment all the time.


Ayako came down the stairs the next morning, the aura of the dining room quite unexpected. She glanced nervously at Bakugou's mom who glanced over at her angrily. Ayako looked to Bakugou who glared angrily at the table, head resting in his hand. She glanced back over at his mom, who set down the last of the breakfast, staring down at the two of them, fury nearly exploding from her eyes.

"If I ever see the sight, I saw this morning, I swear to god the two of you will die horrible painful deaths." Ayako's eyes widened realizing her and Bakugou fell asleep in each other's arms that night, neither remembering to put any clothes back on. A deep blush hit Ayako's face and just as she started to apologize his mother hushed her. "I expected this would happen eventually, but do not think for one second that I approve of this behavior IN MY HOUSE ESPECIALLY!" Her voice raised a few octaves making Ayako want to shrink into a small corner.

"Whatever." Ayako stared wide-eyed at Bakugou as his mother and him began their tiff back and forth, her being especially violent as she wailed on him with her spatula. Ayako couldn't be more mortified, but she quickly thanked his mom for the breakfast, half running out of the house with a piece of toast in her mouth. She made it halfway down the street before Bakugou caught up to her.

"Your school is the other way." She smirked up at him.

"SHUT UP I'M WALKING YOU TO SCHOOL!" He growled angrily, throwing his arm over her shoulder. She giggled and shook her head. Many people recognized him now, especially at her school, thanks to the sports festival being broadcast on television. Many eyes landed on the two of them as they reached the school, followed by the jealous whispers of quite a few girls. She was nervous walking onto campus with his arm around her shoulders, though he looked completely unphased with his usual frown and furrowed brows.

"T…thank you…" She mumbled turning towards him at the gate. He smirked down at her, leaning forward and planting a kiss directly on her lips catching her off guard completely. She turned beet red at his brazen carelessness, everyone from her school seeing him.

"Did Katsuki Bakugou really just kiss her?" One girl scoffed loudly, not realizing the irritated eye twitch that set off on Bakugou's face as he heard.

"Don't respond, just go to school." Ayakgo growled, pushing him away from the school.

"I'm picking you up too…" He stated, throwing his hands in his pockets before turning around and heading off campus. Ayako sighed in relief only to turn around to angry, bewildered and shocked eyes all staring at her. Today was going to be a rough day…