Hello! Sorry for the wait on this chapter! I hope you all are enjoying this story! I have decided to make some changes however so hopefully you enjoy as they happen. Please favorite and comment, I love hearing feedback on your opinions about my stories! As always I do not own MHA or any of their characters however I do own my own OCs! Please be aware there are my questionable/trigger situations to come and plenty of Mature content so read this story with care as it will be riddled throughout without warning. Hope you enjoy!

Bakugou POV (Much of the story from here on will be in Bakugou's view, I will label if it switches.)


Strawberries. He breathed deeply, taking in the sweet scent. Always strawberries. Bakugou's eyes parted slightly, staring down at Ayako's resting face. Her hair messily strewn up into his face forcing him to sit up and move it out of his way. Another night of sneaking around so his mom wouldn't find out always ended up like this; the hasty quick sex still half clothed before passing out tangled in each other's arms. Even through his work-study with Best Jeanist, every chance he got he made sure to end up like this at the end of the day. He leaned back down, pulling Ayako close, causing her to stir slightly, though nothing would wake her up if she was tired enough.

Then again, he couldn't stop the nervousness in his stomach as he thought about the constant stress that he couldn't bring home from learning about being a hero. How could he be the best hero if he brought home all of his worries, especially to someone who couldn't do anything about them? He wanted to protect Ayako more than anything, keep her away from all the bad in the world, but after the event with the Hero Killer Stain and seeing what his classmates had gone through getting caught up in all of that, is all Ayako going to end up doing is worry about him? His mother gave him grief enough of most occasion, but she knew her son wouldn't die without a fight, but did Ayako believe in him too?

Bakugou stared down at the sleeping, quirkless girl. He wanted to be with her from the moment he saw her but could never bring himself to push for anything more than friendship until recently. Once his friends at UA met her, and admitted to liking her, there was no way in hell he was going to let anyone take his place with her. Especially after all the nights she cried on his shoulder through the abuse of her father, all of the times she was too scared to go home or too scared to even go to school, all he wanted was to be there for her and protect her. Her father was still out there, two known murders under his belt and god knows how many more and due to the laws, Bakugou couldn't do anything about it if he wanted to. He grit his teeth in frustration at the thought of the slimy murderer getting to walk away because he couldn't take him out without his hero license.

His eyes glanced over at the urn on his shelf, the one that held Ayako's little brother's ashes, next to a much larger urn for her mother's. Two people who were taken far too early at the hands of someone so fucked in the head; Bakugou couldn't fathom it. How do you kill your wife and child? How do you abuse your family with no care in the world? He could feel the rage splash through his veins, though he had to force himself to calm down before he set sparks in the bed. Many nights, this is all that was on his mind. For many nights, he wondered what he could do to protect Ayako, her sisters, his family even. He had to be the best hero; otherwise how could he save anyone?

Ayako groaned slightly, turning herself away from Bakugou but keeping herself pressed tightly against him. A small smile spread across his lips as she easily distracted him from his dire thoughts. His hands, already wrapped around her waist tightly, ran gently across her abdomen, one hand teasing its way under her shirt. The breathy moan of the sleeping girl excited him more as he groped her chest; his hot breath against the back of her neck sending involuntary chills down her spine. Her hand gently grabbed his, indicating she was finally awake as she couldn't seem to stop her hips from grinding back into his. This was what he looked forward to the most with Ayako, these moments to take the stress and frustration away.

She gasped loudly as his other hand ventured south quickly, not even stopping to tease as he plunged his fingers into her. He kissed her neck gently as he played with her, biting softly so not to make her scream out. Her hips grinded into him harder as she fought the loud moans back with nothing more than small whimpers and breathy gasps. The pillow came around to her face as she held it, muffling her moan as he felt her clench around his fingers, making him smirk against her skin. He loved getting her going first thing in the morning, she was extra willing to let him get away with what he wanted even at risk of his mother walking in. He pushed her underwear to the side; the pillow unmoving from her face as she knew what was to come next. He slipped himself inside quickly, stifling his own moan at the warmth that consumed him. He wasted no time in rocking into her, one hand gripping her hip tightly while the other continued to grope and pinch at her chest. He had to fight the urge to throw her on top of him and rail her the way he wanted to so badly. He wanted her to scream his name as loud as she could, to beg him to be gentle. He wanted nothing more than to truly take out every aggression he had in him out on her, but just like every time before, he had to fight every urge in his body to keep them both quiet. In doing so, it only made every thrust feel extra sensitive, extra sensual. His fingers dug into her skin roughly as he tried desperately to think of anything other than the incredible feeling of her clenched around him tightly, feeling every slow passing second against his skin. It was unbearable as he unleashed everything he had, clenching his jaw as tight as he could to stifle the sounds that fought to break out. Her breathy gasp muffled by the pillow and her tightening around him as he released made it that much harder to hold back as she gripped his hand and the pillow with more force than he'd felt in the last few days.

He chuckled finally, panting quietly against her skin as they had successfully, yet again, got away with much needed indecency. She turned over to face him, smacking him hard on the arm and giggling herself.

"Jeez Kacchan you're like a freaking rabbit." He sat up and pulled her to him, hugging her tightly.

"I can't help it when you grind against me in your sleep." She giggled, that sweet sound he loved to hear. Her genuine happiness shining through her face after months of crying.

"I can't deal with you this morning." She teased, pushing him off of her and grabbing a change of clothes. He watched, completely content in that moment as she got ready for a shower. She smirked at him before sashaying her hips right out of his room; a loud sigh escaping his lips. What would he do without her?


"DUDE!" Another freaking day of Kirishima's over-excitedness. Bakugou glared over at the red-spikey head barreling towards him.

"What now?" He growled.

"There's a rumor going around that there's some exchange students here from America! I guess they're going to be training with us for a while or something." Bakugou rolled his eyes. Great more competition.

"They better not be useless. I'm not training with people who can't take a hit." In that moment, for the first time he hadn't paid attention to where he was going, his chest met with a foreign object hard. He looked down at the object, or rather person who got in his way as they staggered slightly from their encounter.

"Watch where the fuck you're going dickhead." The angry voice that came from the figure in front of him set him off.

"YOU WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING BITCH!" He growled at the girl; her black hair pulled into a ponytail with part of it in her face. Her eyes flashed angrily as the bright green irises flared brighter and black filled her eyes where the whites once were. She was ready for a fight and so was he.

"WOAH WOAH, VENOM NO!" A guy stepped forward getting in front of the girl and blocking Bakugou. "No violence here, this isn't our school!"

"Shut the fuck up and get out of my way." She growled and Bakugou almost couldn't believe his eyes as what looked like a giant black spider leg knocked the guy away from her. It was protruding from her back from the looks of it.

"Just what I needed this morning, bring it you crazy bitch." Bakugou smiled, sparks flaring from his hands. Another spider leg broke free from her back as she pointed the ends towards his face.

"No, no, NO! Venom, do not do this." The guy stepped back in between the Venom girl and him and Bakugou growled this time.

"No, let her do it." The guy turned to Bakugou with slightly fear stricken eyes.

"Don't instigate her please." He begged and Bakugou howled with laughter. Many took notice of the impending brawl and stepped forward.

"Kacchan, maybe you should listen…"

"SHUT IT DEKU NO ONE ASKED YOU!" He growled, the sparks in his hands flaring up. It was his turn to knock the guy in between them away as he barreled towards the girl. He did not expect her to move as quickly as she had, for in what looked to be an instant 6 more legs protruded from her back, four of them wrapping behind him and four of them jutting in front of him, each razor sharp that if he moved even a centimeter, the ones in front would slice his throat. This girl didn't play around. Bakugou chuckled, eyeing the girl up and down.

"Big mouth and nothing to show for it." She rolled her eyes at him, using the backs of the legs in front of him to push him backwards. "If barreling headfirst into danger is your thing, you're going to be dead long before you become a real hero." Bakugou felt the blood boil under his skin.

"YOU WANNA COME SAY THAT TO MY FACE?!" Her cold demeanor pissed him off even more, not just cold, arrogant, just like icy-hot did all the time. She stared at him for a moment before scoffing and turning her back, her spider legs retracting back into her back completely disappearing. "GET BACK HERE I'M NOT THROUGH WITH YOU!" He growled, gaining a chilling chuckle out of the girl.

"But I am done with you." She continued to walk away not even giving Bakugou a second glance even though he began to yell profanities and go crazy. Whoever this girl was he hated her with a passion. He was going to destroy her and all the arrogance that filled her, that will knock her down a few pegs.

"Wow…she is insanely hot…" Kirishima noted in awe. "She made you look like a bitch." He laughed glancing at Bakugou who shot him a death glare. "I think I need to marry her." A few of their classmates laughed, but the guy who kept getting pushed out of the way stood before them now and shook his head.

"Yea good luck with that, she'd probably eat you the moment you tried, like any other spider." A laugh sounded from the side and another girl stepped forward. She had ghost white hair and was quite short, giving a very Lolita type vibe.

"Oh please, Venom would toy with them first, then eat them. You know how spiders work; she'd have to have her fun."

"That's true, you guys better watch out. Once she sinks in those pincers you're done for." The guy laughed shaking his head. "The names Alec, and this here's Mia. We're exchange students from America." Everyone that was there introduced themselves and chatted up for a few minutes, though Bakugou wasn't about to stick around and b-lined directly for the classroom. He was usually the first one inside, however, to his dismay, Venom sat against the window staring outside. Why the fuck was this crazy chick in his class? He growled to himself, slamming his bag on his desk. She didn't even turn in his direction.

"Why do you have to be in my fucking class of all places?" He grumbled, plopping into his seat.

"Supposedly, this class has the best first year students in the school, but after this morning's performance," She glanced over at the immediate angered expression that he threw at her, "I'd say I'm quite unimpressed."

"Don't let yourself stay so cocky; you think you're so good but all I did was hold back. Let's really fight and I promise you'll be crying." She arched an eyebrow and laughed.

"That's cute, no man has ever made me cry." She stuck her finger to her chin pretending to think. "I wonder what that'd be like…that is…if you could even make it happen." He growled again. Every inch of him wanted nothing more than to defeat this girl and make her cry.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm good on my promises." She laughed again and turned her head back to the window.

"We'll see about that." The entire class drove Bakugou up a wall. Every time they had small pop quizzes, or even demonstrations outside, the girl made it a point to show off how better than everyone that she was. It was almost effortless for her and it made him want nothing more in the world than to destroy the ego that emanated from her.

He finally had his chance though, as the sparring parings came up. Aizawa paired each of them, including the exchange students with another person he felt they could learn something from. It was as if the heavens heard him because he was now paired up with the spider chick. She smirked as she stood before him on the field, her arms crossed over her chest. He allowed the sparks to flare in his hands as he braced for Aizawa's countdown. As soon as Aizawa reached 1, both of them jumped into combat, though now Bakugou knew she had the spider legs, he kept a relatively safe distance until he could figure out an opening. He threw a few explosions her way, noticing how she blocked them with her spider legs. He noticed the white gleam over top of the spider legs that shone every time she blocked and faded after the fact. She was using what looked to be spider silk over top of the spider legs in an attempt to protect the legs themselves. She must have a hard time against fire-type quirks without the silk.

He smiled wide as they danced their testing dance. He just had to figure out where the silk was coming from and he had her. They moved with precision, staying just close enough to enjoy the fight however, neither got too close. He had to stay away from the razor-sharp spider legs at all cost or blow them to smithereens just so he could knock her on her ass. And there it was, the break he was waiting for. He watched intently as her hands seem to push the silk from her fingertips, all of them as a matter of fact, and over the legs quickly. He wasn't going to be predictable, instead he allowed himself to jump forward, close enough for her legs to reach. He aimed with one hand for a predictable spot, catching the smirk across her face. She didn't notice his other hand arc from below. He blasted with the one predictable shot as she blocked it completely, though his second blast went off just under where she had blocked initially. Her eyes widened as he blasted her in the chest, sending her flying backwards far across the field. The blast stunned her enough that she didn't even have a chance to catch herself as she landed hard and rolled across the ground.

Bakugou stepped forward with a wide smile plastered to his face. Their match was called, and he had won, though it was taking the girl more than a second to get back up. She struggled slightly as she pushed off the ground slowly, the sour expression on her face resonating within Bakugou. She wasn't crying, she was angry. He hoped it would be enough to make her cry, but the vengeful face of Venom as she stood up, her shirt singed to a point that most of her skin on her chest was showing. Just barely enough cloth held onto her skin, keeping the entire class from seeing her completely exposed. Her skin was deep red from the burns she endured and what was that? He narrowed his eyes and focused on the spider legs; all of which had severe abrasions and breakage on the undersides. They twitched in agony, but she still did not cry. Instead she stood across from him with nothing but hatred seething from her face. That was plenty for him as he howled with laughter.

"I told you not to underestimate me." The smile never left his face as she huffed past him, shoulder checking him and not even spitting back a response. He threw his hands in his pockets, the pride dripping from him noticeably.

"Jeez Bakugou, you couldn't hold back even a little?" Deku questioned, worry plastered to his stupid face as he watched the girl stomp away.

"Mind your business, Deku." He growled, walking back to the waiting area of the other students as others began their own sparring matches.

"I really think you hurt her." Deku mumbled, his eyes never leaving the girl as she struggled to sit comfortably, far away from anyone in the class. Bakugou watched her expression, the features stone cold and unmoving as she struggled to get comfortable due to her injuries. And there it was, through the stone-cold demeanor was one tear. Just one that she blinked away quickly, hoping no one had noticed. Her eyes caught his and saw the smile that still stuck to his face. It may have only been one tear, nonetheless he made her cry like he said he would. The look on her face, however, made a pang of guilt strike his gut. She wasn't the type to cry she said, and if that was true, then maybe he really did hurt her? If that was the case, she refused to show it, continuing to don the expressionless face now that she could sit properly and ignore him.


"That sounds really intense…" Ayako stared at Bakugou with a slightly spooked expression. "Did you at least apologize to the poor girl?"

"Hell no, the bitch got what she deserved." He growled, getting a punch to the head from his mom in return.

"Just because you're trying to be the best doesn't mean you should treat people like shit!" His mom yelled angrily, but he ignored her and continued eating.

"I will be the best and no one should underestimate me, otherwise they all will get what they deserve." He stated, shoveling the homemade dumplings into his mouth.

"She's aiming for the same thing as you, I'm sure, just like many of your classmates. You all are trying to be heroes, and no hero deserves to be treated like shit Kacchan." Ayako's logic was usually right, though he'd never admit it. He stared over at the girl who seemed to have genuine concern on the topic. "It's not like she's some villain or some bad person, she's essentially your classmate and it sounds like you would rather treat her as a villain than as a classmate." He growled and rolled his eyes but said nothing, refusing to comment any further on the topic. Thankfully, Ayako and his parents found another topic to discuss, but Bakugou couldn't stop the thoughts. Maybe he really was in the wrong but the way the girl treated him was no better.

On one hand, they were right, that she was a classmate and was an aspiring hero and he didn't even take that into account. On the other, she was an arrogant bitch who needed to learn her place, that was something he would not apologize for. He sat back in his chair after finishing his food, not listening at all to the commotion around him. That stupid girl, provoked him with such an arrogant attitude, wearing that smug expression acting like she was the best thing that graced that school and even though he beat her and made her eat her words, he couldn't stop the frustration building in his body. Between this girl and Deku's increasing powers, the frustration in him continued to build. He stood up from the dinner table, not acknowledging anyone as he went for a shower. The longer he sat at the table, the more he wanted to tell everyone to shut the hell up.

Not even the shower helped, but as he entered his room, Ayako's worried expression made the tension a little less noticeable. He sighed, plopping next to her and she curled up against his arm, kissing it gently. Even this didn't make him feel much better, but he appreciated her effort. They said nothing for a few moments, just letting the silence take over. She had no idea what to say to him to make him feel better and even he had no idea what would make him feel better.

"I'm going to sleep." He finally mumbled, gently shaking Ayako off his arm and climbing into the bed. He turned to face the wall, not in the mood for any lectures or random apologies in an attempt to make him happier. He just wanted to get to school the next day and figure it out from there. The lights went off and the bed sank a little, though Ayako didn't cuddle up to him like she usually did, even when he just wanted sleep. He felt her back against his and for the first time in a while, she fell asleep giving him his space. He didn't want her to be all over the top, but even something this small was enough to confuse him. Did he miss something? He forced himself to shrug it off; all this thinking was not going to let him get any sleep. He had to work at not letting his mind wander as he struggled for most of the night trying to sleep, finally passing out just a couple of hours before he had to be awake.


If the bags under his eyes were any indication of his lack of sleep the next day, his attitude made it extra apparent. He couldn't deal with anyone that day and the smallest things were setting him off. Everyone for the most part left him alone but the whispers of why he was more of an asshole today than usual bugged the hell out of him. He finally popped off at the invisible girl, Toru, for asking if he was alright. It wasn't her fault, but he couldn't take anymore and laid into her pretty hard before stomping out of the room and heading to the gym. It was empty but his eyes caught the equipment room door ajar. He stepped over slowly, quietly peering into the dark room.

Venom sat on the floor, headphones in her ears and eyes closed as she leaned against a pile of floor mats. For the first time since he'd met her, he actually appreciated the view; her calm breathing, her face comfortably resting…every part of her looked almost innocent. Like she wasn't the girl he'd encountered from the other day but a normal girl, hell she could even pull off being a nice girl looking like this. Her quiet breaths made her chest rise and fall and he noticed some burns protruding from under her shirt by her neck. Did she not get healed by recovery girl after their fight? He stepped forward slightly into the room, crouching down to get a better look. A sharp needle-like feeling against his throat made him stop dead in his tracks. Her eyes opened slowly and again the whites of her eyes filled with black, making her green eyes pop.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" She growled low, her spider leg twitching slightly under his throat. He sighed loudly, grabbing the leg and moving it causing her to wince loudly.

"Why didn't you get healed?" She rolled her eyes, ripping the leg from his grasp and retracting it from sight.

"None of your business." She mumbled, grabbing her things quickly. He put his hand on her bag catching a death glare from her as he refused to let her leave. They stared at each other for a moment, neither wanting to waver dominance, however she finally sighed loudly throwing her hands up in the air. "I have a weakness to fire ok…. I wanted to build my pain tolerance against it." He arched an eyebrow and nodded.

"Makes sense. Should we fight more to help your tolerance grow faster?" He teased but she just growled.

"I'd rather let that mixed quirk boy light me on fire repeatedly than deal with you."

"WHAT? You'd choose that icy-hot bastard over my quirk?" She nodded immediately catching a growl from him. "Why?"

"Because you're an asshole." She stated coldly, crossing her arms. "Why does it even matter?" She had a point…why did it matter who helped her with her tolerance? Maybe it was because she was the only thing he thought about for the entire night because he felt bad? No, he wouldn't tell her that.

"It doesn't matter, I just can't stand that arrogant bastard."

"Says the pot about the kettle." He stared at her a little surprised. "Oh, come on, you act like you aren't the most arrogant shit in the school, yet you always talk about how you're going to be the best hero and you'll just beat everyone at everything…" She chuckled and shook her head. "Hypocrite."

"You are just as bad as me then." He growled pointing a finger in her face. "You wanna call me a hypocrite yet when I made you cry and beat your ass you couldn't even admit I was right. Was it that hard to swallow your pride?" She scoffed shoving him out of the way and off her book bag.

"Me, swallow my pride? Practice what you preach dude." She bent forward grabbing her bag off the floor, but Bakugou's hand reached out involuntarily and stopped her. She growled loudly, though he didn't really understand why he stopped her. He didn't let go though even as she tried to move past him.

"I'm sorry…for hurting you…" He mumbled, taking his own advice and swallowing his pride after a minute. She stared down at him surprised, not resisting his grip.

"I'm sorry too…" She mumbled, blushing slightly as he glanced up at her. "For being such an ass to you and underestimating you." He couldn't believe his ears. Ayako and his mom were right…as much as he wouldn't admit it. "If you still want to help me, I wouldn't mind it." She mumbled glancing away, though she sat back down on the floor, propping herself back against the mats.

"Helping you helps me too; I could use the practice with someone who can actually fight me for real." She smirked slightly and glanced over at him. He felt his cheeks redden slightly and looked away. She was extremely cute when she looked much more relaxed.

"Speaking of help, why do you look like such shit right now?" She chuckled getting a riled-up response as she had expected.

"I got like no sleep ok…" He growled plopping himself next to her and sighing loudly.

"If you want a nap, I could help you out." He stared at her confused. How the hell could she do that? She giggled and explained. "I can inject you with a little of my venom, it'll help put you to sleep."

"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP SLEEPING!" He growled, though even if he wanted to sleep, he probably couldn't just because he still had so much on his mind.

"Up to you, I figured if you needed the time in between class to take a nap at least you'd sleep." She leaned back putting one headphone back in her ear, closing her own eyes. He stared at her for a few minutes before she sighed loudly. "I swear to god if you keep staring at me, I'm going to do it anyway." He chuckled and leaned back against the mats.

"Fine, put me to sleep but if I miss class, I'm destroying you." She chuckled but turned to face him. He glanced sideways at her, curiosity taking over as he watched her move. She leaned forward towards his shoulder, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling it down as two fangs grew where her k-9s were. "Hey, what…" He started but she immediately sunk her two fangs into his shoulder. He couldn't even protest as he fell unconscious into a deep, dreamless sleep.