The day was strangely dreary. The clouds where all dark and grey and barely moved in the small amount of wind. And the rain that fell from them soaked the streets where nearly deserted as everyone headed for cover.

But Bakugo had no other choice than to get soaked in the downpour.

His car had broken down this morning and school started in only half an hour. So his solution was to book it with his quirk all the way there. Which made him really glad that he had decided to get a temporary hero license.

But as Bakugo soared through the air, he felt raindrops drip down on him.

Shit,he thought as the rain started to soak his hair. Bakugo knew that flying in itself is really dangerous, but when the rain covers his eyes he couldn't risk hitting something or someone else.

And he was only a block away from the school at this point, so the walk wouldn't be that bad.

He took off at a full sprint to the school. He only had ten minutes left now. And he didn't want to go through detention again.

But luckily he managed to get to the school with six minutes to spare. Now he had to take the normally ten minute walk to his classroom at full speed.

"Shit shit shit shit shit..." He muttered as he ran down the hallway an updraft following quickly behind him.

Bakugo however was running faster than he could handle. So fast that he missed his classroom and smacked his head against the hard cinderblocks of the school wall.

He was dizzy for a moment before he realized he only had two more minutes.

The hall seemed to rotate as he quickly sat up and tried to stand, still absolutely determined to make it to class on time.

"Come on come on!" He said to himself as he leaned on the wall to regain his balance. But without waiting he pushed himself off the wall and drunkenly walked into the classroom.

"Bakugo Katsuki!" The teacher called out right as he walked through the door.

"Here." He said weakly as he collapsed to the ground.

There was a moment of scilence before Midnight sighed, looking down at Bakugo passed out face first into the floor. She then looked up from him and gave her attention to another one of her students.

"Kirashima, he's your friend. Can you take care of him please." She said irritably.

Kirashima just sighed. He probably should have expected this from his boyfriend, knowing how obsessed he was with being a pro hero. He felt bad for his conconsed partner, but he was secretly glad for the chance to act like he was in a cheesy romance anime.

"I'll be back." He said as he stood up and walked over to Bakugo. He then grabbed his arms and swiftly swung his body onto his back and carried him out the door.

Bakugo groaned as he regained consciousness. His head was pounding as the room seemed to spin around him.

He closed his eyes and moved his hand to his forehead massaging it.

"Katsuki?" Said a voice beside him.

"Eijiro?" He asked softly.

"Yeah it's me."

Bakugo groaned again as he opened his eyes to look into Kirishima's. His eyes where the color of fire as they seemed to sparkle with love for him.

"How long was I out for?" He asked softly.

Kirishima smiled softly, "Three hours thanks to the nurse my love."

Suddenly Bakugo's fist flung out and aimed for Kirishima's stomach. Kirishima expected this and managed to harden his skin at the last second.

"What the hell man!?" Bakugo screamed as he tried to throw the covers off of his legs, "cut it out with the romantic crap! Save that for later, I'm missing class!"

As Bakugo tried to stand up, his balance suddenly disappeared and his body slumped forward. Kirishima noticed this quickly and managed to catch him before he fell to far.

"Hey hey, don't freak out on me. You have a concussion and right now you need as much rest as you can get." He said reassuringly.

"How so?" Bakugo said, begrudgingly letting Kirishima tuck him back into the bed.

"I was told to let you rest because the Best Jeanist wanted to send you on a mission for him. You where going to be pulled out of school anyway to prepare."

"A mission? When did he want us to meet?"

"He wanted you there about two hours ago, but after learning about your injury he would like you to meet with him at five today before the mission."

Bakugo looked at the ceiling and breathed. "Did he say what it was about?"

"No, but he did say it was of absolute importance."

"Great." Bakugo said sarcastically.

There was a few moments where Bakugo and Kirishima sat in silence enjoying eachothers company before Kirishima stood up from his chair.

"I have to go back to class. They only gave me enough time to see you when you woke up."

He bagan to walk out of the room, with Bakugo's eyes on his back the whole way. Once he got to the door however, Bakugo shouted after him.

"Hey Shithead! Are you really going to leave me like this!?" He screamed after him.

Kirishima stopped and turned around, walking back to Bakugo with a big grin on his face. He stopped next to Bakugo's bed and lowered his head to look deeply into Bakugo's eyes. They simply stared for a moment until Kirishima closed his eyes and went in for a kiss.

Bakugo closed his eyes and returned it for a moment before he pushed kirishima off of him and turned to lay on his side to hide his heavy blush.

"Okay, now get the fuck out of here." Bakugo said, only moderately aggressive.

He heard Kirishima chuckle and say goodbye before he walked out of the room himself.

Bakugo remained still for a few moments trying to calm his incredibly gay heart. It irritated him that he got so flustered around him. They had been kissing for months now and his heart still raced at the embrace. But he probably can't help it since Kirishima was his first.

Once Bakugo's heart slowed again he laid on his back and placed his hand over his eyes, sighing.

Since Kirishima was gone, Bakugo's anxiety kicked in as he began to think about the mission that he had to do this after noon.

He then massaged his face, trying to wake up, and looked at the ceiling. He thought for a moment before he realized that his vision was back to normal.

And with convenient timing, the nurse walked back into the room at that moment.

"Hey, nurse!" He called out to her. She then walked over to the side of Bakugo's bed.

"How long do I have to stay here for?" He asked.

The nurse thought for a moment, staring up at the ceiling with her index finger to her chin.

"We'll release you in an hour or so. But after that, we don't want you fighting for three hours after that." She said simply.

". . .That's a lot quicker than I thought it would be." Bakugo said with astonishment.

The nurse smirked and gave a wink, "That's where I work best deary." She said, turing away to tend to another patient.

Then Bakugo's stomach growled loudly and made then nurse stop in her tracks.

"Healing a concussion requires a lot of energy. I'll get something for you to eat here soon." She said not turning around.

"Thank you." Bakugo grumbled along with his stomach.

And just like that an hour passed pretty quickly. And Bakugo felt surprisingly good.

His dizziness was gone, the bruise on his head had gone away, and he no longer felt sick to his stomach. And he could finally get up from his bed!

Bakugo understood that he needed that time to recover, but laying flat on your back and not being allowed to do anything bored the hell out of him.

The nurse had told him that he shouldn't move his head too much so he can avoid irregular blood flow because of the accelerated healing. He was also not allowed to play on his phone or at least read something because something could miss fire with the combined force of the extra stimulation and healing.

Bakugo hated how the boredom made him so desperate he would prefer a book over this. He hated reading.

But now since the hour is up the nurse walked over to Bakugo's bed and undid the straps he had pinning him down. He had tried to get up on his own a time or two.

She helped him sit up and made him wait a bit before he was allowed to try and stand up, much to Bakugo's displeasure.

Once he was ready though, he managed to stand up on his own two feet. He was a bit off balance at first but he was quickly able to regain it.

When he regained complete control, which only took a matter of minutes, he changed his clothes and prepared for a walk around town.

But as he walked out of the changing room the nurse told him about some precautions he should take.

"I don't want you fighting for at least two hours!" She said wagging her finger sternly.

"I know all this, Eijiro already told me." Bakugo said with a roll of his eyes.

The nurse gave a little humph as she crossed her arms, "Well there is somethings I don't tell him. Although I probably should have."

"Like what?" Bakugo said suspiciously.

"I want you to be careful when using your quirk for the next two weeks or so. Quirks are still very unpredictable as how they can impact the human body. So with damaged brain tissue and and powerful, flash quirk like yours. . ."

"It could cause problems." Bakugo finished.

"Yes. So be careful." She said.

Bakugo assured her he would, and left the building.

It was the middle of the school day, but since they had excused him from classes he didn't mind taking the day off. He made good grades, but it was nice to have a day where he felt free again.

So as his first act of tempoary freedom, he was heading to the best ramen shop in town.

The amazing corner restaurant of Ichiramen.

He walked through the door of the restaurant and let the smell make its way up his nose. As he walked by the front counter he was greeted by the employee.

"Heeeeeyyyyy! Bakugo, my man! You're here early." He said enthusiastically.

Bakugo grinned and greeted him with a high five.

"Yeah, they let me out of the school early today. And since lunch has passed, I figured I should come here." Bakugo said. As he talked his eyes wandered over to his usual spot, only to find a pair of couples sitting there.

"Aw, my spot's taken?!" Bakugo complained.

"We usually reserve it for you at the usual time you get here. But since you're early the seats had to be filled up. Sorry." He apologised.

"Nah,it's cool Uzumaki. I don't mind. Just sit me wherever." Bakugo said with a slight hint of disappointment in his voice.

After a guilty exchange with Uzumaki, Bakugo was able to take his seat and order his food.

"Extra spicy pepper ramen with a side of wasabi." He said to the waitress.

She gave Bakugo a funny look and said that it was the spiciest dish off the menu. She explained that she would need verbal consent if he were to be hospitalized.

"Lady," He started, "They literally created that dish for me. You want my verbal consent? Here it is; go order the extra spicy pepper ramen with wasabi on the side. And tell the chiefs that they're cooking for Bakugo. They love me back there."

Bakugo's eyes lit up to a raging inferno as his passion for ramen exploded into life.

The waitress then nodded quickly and went to place his order.

And once it came he dug in with a passion of life. Enjoying every taste and every flavor the chiefs had made for him.

But then someone else walked in the door. Not that Bakugo had noticed that. What he did notice was the silence that quickly followed their entry.

Bakugo looked up from his bowl to investigate and promptly spit out his soup in surprise.

It was Best Jeanist. In full costume.

Then Bakugo started to freak out internally. There was only two reasons for him to be there; he was either scoping out a lead on a supervillain, or he was there to talk to him.

Bakugo hoped it was the latter.

Then Best Jeanist spotted him from across the room and promptly made his way over.

And once he had gotten to Bakugo's table he pulled out a chair and sat across from him.

". . .Can I help you?" Bakugo said, finally putting down his chopsticks.

Best Jeanist then leaned in very closely and spoke, "We have a lead on the case. The time is now set for two hours from now. We need you there. There might be an Izuku situation. We have some new reports about his whereabouts." He said quickly.

Bakugo's eyes widened.

"Are you serious?" Bakugo whispered.

"We're not sure that he will be there. But we have a lead to find him."

Bakugo's chest suddenly felt tight.

He knew that this mission would be major, but he had no idea that he might find Izuku there.

Izuku had gained a record of killing both a superhero and another villain before he disappeared in a cloud of fire three years ago. Ever since then Bakugo had devoted his training and life to finding him. And for the last two years the trail had gone cold with no leads and not a single sign of Izuku anywhere.

"Tell me more about this lead." Bakugo said.

"I can't tell you much right now, but we think he has just become the new leader of the Midoriya gang." Said Best Jeanist.

Without having to hear another word, Bakugo stood up from his seat and paid for his meal at the front counter with a clear hurry in his step. He turned to Best Jeanist and said that he'd meet him at the rendezvous point.

And when Best asked him why he was in such a hurry, Bakugo promptly responded.

"I'm going to take that son of a bitch down no matter what the cost."