Disclaimer: I don't own the beauty called BNHA/MHA or its awesome characters
AN: Hello there little person who's gender, to me, is unknown(you may not even have one)! Here's this chapter that I wrote, I guess. You can enjoy it if you want.
Chapter 8: Villainous Views
Iida, along with some other members of their class, had started learning sign language. She was touched that the trend was partially influenced by her temporary muteness, but she also figured all superheroes should be able to communicate with a range of victims, including deaf and mute ones. At the very least, their knowledge wouldn't go to waste.
Anyways, the basic signs were all she needed to formulate a plan with Iida. They moved the false bomb so that it'd block one of the doors, leaving the other area open for a trap.
Meanwhile, Uraraka was struggling to talk to the arrogant, and slightly narcissistic explosion hero. The battle team fighting simulation was not off to a good start, at least not for Team A. Uraraka dragged her feet after the frantically searching Bakugou. He set off randomly, and accelerated through the halls. His head whipped back and forth, and his piercing gaze passed over every possible hiding spot. Uraraka began to wonder if Izuki and Bakugou were actually friends, because the way the blonde acted made it seem otherwise. He had a clear disdain for all human beings that were weaker than his ego, or opposing of it. He didn't give exceptions to passive-aggressive types either. Uraraka concluded that "Deku" was his least favorite type of personality, and that maybe he hated Izuki simply because she was his weakness.
Bakugou suddenly turned a sharp corner and disappeared from her sight. She breathed out a heavy sigh. Sinking to the floor in exhaustion, Uraraka didn't even make an attempt at contacting her partner over the radio. She knew he wouldn't reply back. Instead, after pulling herself up, she continued at a comfortable pace. She hoped for everyone's sake that the fight wasn't over already.
A large boom sent her sprinting through a nearby door, joining the commotion in a fashionably late style. Iida guarded the rubble surrounded bomb, while Izuki dodged a barrage of blows from Bakugou by ducking behind pillars. Bakugou's bubbling frustration had caused the majority of the room's destruction.
Iida and Izuki accordingly planned for Bakugou's independence, and had laid a trap for him. Each time he fired, either the bomb received another layer of protection, or he created obstacles that made it difficult for anyone to navigate inside the cramped space. If he stopped rampaging, he'd be left open for a double attack, and become captured or stalled enough for time to run thin. The villains had every sort of advantage in this situation and Bakugou knew it.
He darted forward and grabbed Izuki, zipping past Uraraka as he left. Uraraka faced the glaring Iida. The engine boy looked slightly more shocked than she did, but he shook it off and laughed in the mocking tone of a villain.
"While she takes care of him, I'll give you a tour of the site of your doom!" He gestured stylishly to the crumbling ceiling above him and bent his fingers in the classic symbol that meant "bring it on". She smiled at his cheesy acting, but she went with it, her pink helmet gleaming as she took her first leaping step onto the rocky path to victory.
...
Izuki was annoyed and surprised. Even though he didn't carry her princess style, she was still embarrassed, and it showed. In an attempt to escape, she pounded her fists into his spine. He jerked back and instinctively let her fall to the floor. He cringed in pain and asked,
"What's your problem?" She signed frantically, but then recalled that he couldn't read the language. She sighed, and was about to start the trip back to Iida, when Bakugou stepped to block her with a menacing glare.
"Don't make the mistake of thinking I'll go easy on you just because we've been reacquainted." He flashed his canines maniacally. Izuki rolled her eyes and tried pushing past him unsuccessfully. She gave up, and began accessing the battlefield.
No matter how much she'd trained recently, he was still more powerful. His strength was displayed on screen, for all to see, when he effectively punched her in the gut. She was winded, but quickly collected herself and perked back up, ponytail twitching along with her.
Izuki's green cloak swirled around her like a leafy blizzard. The parlour of her leg shone as she went in for a sweep kick. He side-stepped and fired an explosion onto her shoulder. She flew backward, scraping her skin on the sleek ground. Bakugou stalked toward her with a predatory gaze. His grinning face triggered a memory in her brain. Kacchan always started his attacks with a left hook. She flipped forward impulsively, standing to face him. He did just as she predicted.
Izuki skillfully ducked under his shoulder. She grabbed his arm firmly and used the momentum to flip him over her head. He thumped into the ground like a sack of dropped flour, breath escaping in a hard gasp. He snarled in pain and shot at her from the floor. Thanks to his failed attempts, time was on her side. She filled the hallway with the screech of sprinting boots.
A hand snatched her escaping ankle and pulled her down. Bakugou crawled over her legs and pinned her. He sent a montage of flaming attacks into her back. Since she couldn't scream, her pain disappeared into empty nothingness. Tears pooled on the slick concrete. She gritted her teeth, clenched her jaw, and tightened her core. Her strained body somehow lifted from the floor and curled around Bakugou's. She threw him off and ran for her life.
The sparky teen scrambled after her in an excited haze. His eyes were aflame with the rushed, fiery fuel of competition. Izuki dashed away. Her hope shattered as she came to a dead end. The real room of doom stood before her. Bakugou entered, and they created a dance of glittering madness.
The battle zone became its own version of the Fields of Punishment. Izuki's costume felt hot and heavy, her haphazard cape keeping her sweat inside. Her opponent almost did her a favor when he littered the air with deadly fire. The series of attacks loosed her golden brooch and her cloak fell to the floor.
With her movements freed, she sped across the room and landed a few retaliation hits on Bakugou. He pulled his left arm back in preparation for his signature punch. She dodged accordingly, but was shocked to see Bakugou change trajectory in midair and hit her in the already-injured spot of her back. Flames grew dramatically, providing them with a searing orange and yellow stage. Smoke shrouded their vision and smudged their faces with grime.
They circled each other again, looking for any sign of weakness. The wires connected in Izuki's brain just as Bakugou aimed a sweat-filled gauntlet at her. He smirked.
"You know how my quirk works, so you know you're dead Deku." That's when she knew, she fucked up.
"You should dodge if you want to live. If you don't, well…" He tipped his head sideways in a scary-cute way while a smile spread over his features. She heard a click, and time stopped.
Izuki knew that she'd inadvertently activated the nerves in her brain, making time seem as malleable as rubber. She'd never used her quirk to enhance herself, and she smiled. Her quirk was physical in its own way. She stole a breath of air, and glanced around, paying careful attention to the building explosion in Bakugou's fist. First, she ducked, finding a secure place to flatten her body and remain unaffected by the blast. Then, she had the worst best idea. She found a medium-sized boulder and threw it, using the same pressure she'd used in Aizawa's test to propel it right into Bakugou's glove. Time reverted back to normal, and Bakugou exploded.
The force sent both of them into extremely comfortable, sharp, concrete piles of rocks. Bakugou got the worst of it when he fell onto his back and jarred the rock blocking his blast, and his quirk took effect on the ceiling. She gasped as it collapsed onto him, covering him in a stony prison.
...
Iida imitated a villain's growl, snarling at Uraraka and looking for a way to end this. He added in an evil-sounding line, while scanning the room.
"I'm not sorry hero." He smirked and ignited his engines, speeding forward to trip the brunette. Uraraka took the gravity from some of the rocks around her, making the space around her into a minefield. He boosted away in frustration, cursing her quick thinking. Why did he always have to be a step behind the best? He shook his thoughts away and peered around more hopefully. His gaze fell upon Uraraka's planetary ring, and he got an idea that made him have a purposeful smirk for once.
Iida zoomed around the ring speedily, creating a miniature tornado The ungravitized stones spun with his vortex, flying toward the person who stole their weight. Uraraka groaned as several rocks bruised her side, and sent her into the fetal position. Iida stopped before he could hurt her too much, and layered her with the bright capture tape. The round ended a few seconds after, and he helped Uraraka up, thanking her for a worthy battle.
...
All Might had to pull Izuki away when she finally removed all the rocks. The pro's face reflected her worry as he picked up the ash blonde and gave him over to Recovery Girl. After Bakugou was wheeled away, he replastered a smile to his features and addressed the students with his familiar unwavering voice. His smile did its job, and the tension faded.
"Now!" He clapped his hands together dramatically. "Who can tell me the student that most succeeded in this match?" Izuki backed away as Yoayorozu piped up. She escaped to the infirmary. The nurse greeted her with a strict demand.
"Young lady, I hope I won't be seeing you here everyday." Izuki shook her head, and indicated that she was only there to check up on Bakugou. Recovery Girl sighed and left her alone with the sleeping boy.
"He doesn't deserve you hon." Izuki sat on the edge of Bakugou's gurney, waiting for him to regain consciousness. He stubbornly slept away, sometimes shouting at an unknown enemy. She sighed and let her head rest on his lap.
...
Bakugou had never been to the hospital, and he'd always thought going would be a waste of time. His opinion changed when he woke, a fluffy green blob snoring in his lap. He wondered how she could trust him enough to be so vulnerable. It was gratifying and kind of scary. He shook his head. Her innocence was her fatal flaw, and she'd have to lose it soon if she wanted to survive in such a corrupt world. Grunting and looking away from the light in his lap, he slipped away, trying not to wake the girl as he left.
Just as he was about to slide through the door, Izuki stood. She frantically signed, and all he caught was the word "worry". He snarled angrily at her, hating that she was so attached to him. He didn't need to start becoming soft because of her. He had a reputation to maintain.
"Don't fucking worry about me! I don't need your pity" He huffed and fast-walked out, heels scuffing the earth.
...
Izuki sighed sadly and stored Bakugou's misunderstanding in the growing bin of misfortunes she hauled around. The glue on her heart grew thinner every day. The face she confidently wore now felt like a burden. Why couldn't she ever share how she truly felt? She was a blank slate. The habitual tears she'd been holding in for the past ten months all came out in that moment, creating a disgusting waterfall of despair.
Just when she'd came to appreciate the relief of locking away emotions, they decided to burst out anyways. She swiped at her watery eyes and her face curled in disgust. She vowed to cry only happy tears from then on, as if it'd ever happen, and she wore a smile. The fake grin lit up a dark light in everything, making a black curtain of depression swing over her in a ghoulish haze.
AN: I'm gonna be a little something different in the end author notes now. If you're wondering what it is, here's an example.
Todoroki Enji: Endeavor フレイムヒーロー エンデヴァー
-Father to Shouto, Natsuo, Touya, and Fuyumi Todoroki
-Husband to Todoroki Rei
-Moved to the number one hero when All Might resigned
-He was born in August(like literally everyone evil you know)
-Everyone says his eye color is turquoise, but I've literally never seen him as a regular human before, so that's so far unconfirmed
-His quirk is Fire Everywhere, because he gets fire everywhere(Hellfire)
-He's basically Emboar
-He's a patron to all Quirk Marriages
-He has a creepy obsession with both his child and All Might's secret love child
-He is an asshole
Also people, if you want to know, I do have a Wattpad account where I write my original stories. Find me on Wattpad as JestForlorn, 32, or under the stories Oddball Academy, Rewind, or Before Death(deathnote fanfic). Thanks for reading!