Bakugo sat in the middle of third period waiting on the teacher to enter the classroom.

It's been nearly fifteen minutes now, surely he was allowed to leave legally.

But his nerves wouldn't let him move from his set. For some odd reason Bakugo was feeling really uneasy today. His knee wouldn't stop bouncing and he kept tapping his pencil on his desk and pissing off the other students around him.

It had gotten so bad that another student with bad hair came up to him and asked him to stop. And when Bakugo tried to say "Fuck off" it was like his mind was at the mercy of someone else.

"Hey, dude. Stop." He said. And then Bakugo was released, feeling like someone had invaded something private of his.

Once the boy turned his head around, Bakugo glared angrily at him. "Fuckin' dick." He muttered to himself.

Then loud music blared from the door as it was swiftly kicked open. Present Mic danced through the door with a boombox on his shoulder.

Oh fuck. Bakugo thought to himself. He then quickly reached for his bag and shuffled through it as fast as he possibly could to find his ear plugs.

Bakugo managed to put them in his ears right as Present Mic gave class announcements. . .at one hundred and twenty decibels.

And it didn't stop there. His announcements went on for ten minutes before he quieted down and finally popped the cassette tape from his box. Who even uses cassette tapes anymore?

Then Bakugo took out his ear plugs and looked around the room, feeling sorry for all the people who were now deaf for the rest of the day.

Present Mic leaned over his desk and pushed up on his glasses, with a sudden serious look on his face.

"Bakugo Katsuki." He said in a baritone voice, "You're wanted in the principal's office."

And suddenly every bad thing that Bakugo has ever done crossed through his mind. Did he forget to pay something, is he finally getting caught for pushing that kid in elementary school!? Every thought that crossed his mind only freaked him out more.

So when Bakugo didn't move, Present Mic pointed his finger to the door and said "Go" with authority.

Bakugo got up from his chair and marched out the door trying to save his pride as all the students in his class stared him down. And as he walked out the door, he could almost swear someone gave him the salute that they use in the hunger games.

The walk was terrible as his thoughts raced from thing to thing, trying to grasp any reason he might have been sent to the principles office of all places.

He didn't do anything wrong enough recently to warrant a visit, but then the thought hit him.

Izuku.

That bastard must have gotten in trouble and Bakugo had to bail him out again.

Bakugo stood in front of the principal's door and sighed, trying to prepare himself to console both the teachers and Izuku so a fight doesn't break out again.

He remembered the first time he wasn't around to do that. And he was pretty sure that the scorch marks are still there in their old middle school.

Bakugo took a deep breath and hoped to God it wouldn't be like that fateful day in Mr. Saki's office, and tapped on the door three times.

He then stepped back and waited a few moments before All Might answered the door. Bakugo's mind flatlined as the number one hero towered above him.

". . ." Bakugo couldn't move a muscle as All Might's dark eyes stared him down.

All Might coughed and spoke, "Come in. Please, sit down." He then gestured to a couch in the middle of the room and moved to sit down next to a large mouse after Bakugo had taken his seat.

Bakugo sat down across from them and leaned back. Then he quickly decided that he looked lazy and sat straight up again.

The mouse looked Bakugo up and down with his large black eyes. As if he was trying to find a kink in his chainmail. It was an unnerving feeling. It was almost as if his body knew that he had no chance of hiding anything from the animal in front of him.

Bakugo gulped as the mouse took a sip from his tea.

But it seemed Bakugo was not nearly as nervous as someone else in the room. All Might looked back and forth between the mouse and his student frequently before he decided to break the tension.

"You were not called here because of any trouble. So you can relax." He said with a wave of his hand.

Bakugo forced his body to relax but his anxiety about the situation was still going strong within him.

He then waited for someone to say something before the mouse let his tea cup clink against the the small plate he was holding. "So," he started, "I am the principle of U.A. High."

Bakugo was surprised to find his voice much deeper than he had expected. The little guy was surprisingly intimidating for only being two feet tall. He gave off an aura that seemed made Bakugou feel like he was so much less than human around him. It was as if he was the mouse confronting a human for the first time, dumb and afraid.

Bakugo nodded his head for the principle to continue.

"I'll called you in here because of a situation we had with one of our students" He said. And surprisingly, a smile never left his face.

Bakugo scrunched up his face with confusion. "And what does that have to do with me?" He asked daringly.

Bakugo saw All Might tense up from the corner of his eye as the principle widened his smirk.

"I want to tell you Bakugo, but I want you to know that this information may be a bit difficult to hear. Especially for you. I want your assurance that you can handle it." Said the principle, scooting himself to the back of the couch.

Bakugo curled up his fists. Mildly insulted to hear that he may not handle the information well.

"Go ahead." He said with ferocity.

The principle handed his empty cup and plate to All Might who placed it on a small table beside them. The mouse then grasped his hands together on front of him as if he was taking a relaxed stance.

"Have you seen the news lately?" He asked in a monotone voice.

"Umm, no I haven't. I don't normally watch the news." He responded.

The principle then tapped his two thumbs together ask he seemed to be in thought.

"Well, there was a situation with your friend. Izuku." He said gently.

Bakugo sighed and leaned back in his chair, now annoyed at the fact he has to bail his friend out again. "What did he do this time? I'm guessing he picked a fight."

The Principle locked eyes with All Might for a second before he looked back at Bakugo.

"Sort of." He said.

"What do you mean sort of?" Bakugo responded, actually curious about what Izuku has been up to.

"There was a police investigation set around him." The principle said, getting right to the point. "A highway was melted beyond recognition, and six police cars exploded from the heat."

"What." Bakugo said quietly.

"Izuku lost his cool." He stated simply.

"Are you sure it was him?"

"Bakugo I-"

"ARE YOU SURE IT WAS HIM?!" Bakugo exclaimed. There was no way he would freak out like that. Bakugo knew his friend and he never freaked to the point where the police were called. Or to the point were he would attack them.

"Are the police officers okay?" Bakugo asked quickly. He noticed the principles ears twitch.

"Yes. All officers are alive." He said.

"But. . ." Bakugo encouraged.

"Three officers have first degree burns, two have broken ribs from the explosion, and five are in induced comas for third degree burns." All might injected.

The principle sadly nodded in agreement as Bakugo looked down at his hands in disbelief.

"I understand this might be hard to hear-"

"Where is he?" Bakugo asked suddenly.

"Excuse me?"

"Where is he?" He asked again.

The principle shared another look with All Might before they were interrupted by a loud explosion from Bakugo's hands.

"Stop giving each other those looks like you need to figure out what to tell me. You called me in here to hear this and I need to know where. Izuku. Is." Bakugo was furious. He needed to know. He needed to know Izuku was safe and he needed to know so he can Kick Izuku's ass himself.

The principle then looked at him with furrowed eyebrows and crossed his arms.

"All right then," He said with an irritated tone. "Izuku is now where to be found. He disappeared almost immediately after saying something about 'putting an end to it.'"

"And I want you to know that we did not call you in here to share this information with you. We called you in because we needed information about him that day. And you are the only person who seemed to be close to him. So may you please sit back down!" Exclaimed the principle gesturing to the couch.

Bakugo suddenly found himself back on his feet as his thoughts filled with rage towards Izuku. But he snapped himself out of it and sat back down on the couch with a thump.

"Now then," The principle said with a clap of his hands, "Tell us all you know about him that day if you please."

"I didn't see Izuku at all that day. But I did see him the day before. We were picking out close for his date with this girl. I think her name was Ochako Uraraka. He was supposed to be on his way to the theatre up there." Bakugo said, now eager to get out of the room and wail on something.

All Might started to scribble something in his notepad as Bakugo continued to talk.

"Do you remember what he was wearing?" He asked.

"I don't know the specific names for it, but he looked like a bartender. Hey, have you talked to Uraraka yet? She may know more than me on this." Bakugo said.

All Might froze. But the principle spoke up quickly. "Not yet. We gave her the week off to recover. It was a bit difficult for her to experience."

"That explains why I haven't seen her around then." Bakugo said dismissively.

The principle nodded his head. "I'm going to have to let you go Bakugo. I'm going to give you the day off, but if you would like to use our gym I believe it is free in fourth period today."

Bakugo grunted in acknowledgement, to angry to care about anything now.

He then shoved his hands in his pockets and only took them out to reach for the door handle. But as he touched it the principle spoke up again.

"This information is something I want you to keep to yourself Bakugo. Some people have a better time not knowing."

Bakugo looked over his shoulder and back at the door. Understanding what that meant.

"You got it." He said walking out the door.

Bakugo spent a few quiet moments walking down the hallway before he spoke quietly to himself. "Izuku you son of a bitch. I'll bring you back, even if it takes my dying breath."

Back in the principal's room, All Might gave a concerned look.

"You didn't tell him about the girl?" He asked.

The principle just sighed. "Give him time to process the information he already has. He's angry. And telling him about the girl will only make it worse for him. Give him time."

"He will probably find out before we release it to the class." All Might said.

"Most definitely. But my point still stands, let him be for the time being. I have a feeling something might come out of this."

"He won't become a vigilante will he?"

"My dear friend. I think the exact opposite will come out of this."