With a fury unlike anything you've ever seen, Bakugo pounces forward, swinging his fists as they turn to a burning inferno. However, as quickly as the lit,
"Bakugo!" Aizawa growled. "Sit down!"
Eraserhead's bandages fly out at incredible speed, wrapping around Bakugo's limbs and pulling him back. Like a feral animal, Bakugo begins gnawing at the bandages, screaming and yelling as he does so.
"Holy shit, Midoriya!" Mineta gasps, staring in complete shock.
"Mineta! Midoriya's behaviour is no excuse for swearing in class!" Tenya says, although even he seems more aghast.
"Sorry, I just mean… holy shit! What were you thinking, Midoriya?"
Midoriya laughed coldly in response, staring at an enraged Bakugo. After a moment, Bakugo goes limp in Eraserhead's trap, staring forward.
"I'm fine now," he says, although given the expression he has on his face, that couldn't be farther from the truth.
"If you lay a hand on Midoriya in my classroom, I will personally see you expelled. You will never be a pro if that happens, understood, Bakugo?"
"I understand," Bakugo replies tersely, his body shaking as he's released.
Bakugo stands gently, teeth clenched. The room is silent for a moment, watching him just glares with an intensity so powerful Uraraka was shocked Midoriya didn't just burst into flames himself.
"I'm very worried about Midoriya," Tenya whispered to Uraraka.
"I'm worried for Midoriya," Kaminari says. "What the hell is he thinking pissing Bakugo off like that?"
"He's gotta have a death wish," Sero mutters.
Bakugo takes a deep breath, still trembling.
"Sir, will I still be competing against Midoriya in our duels today?" Bakugo asks, voice near a whisper.
Aizawa looks at Midoriya, who smiles as a response.
"It works for me."
"Perhaps this will be a lesson in restraint for you, young Bakugo. The two of you can fight, but I'll expect both of you to have restraint."
Flames still burst and patter along Bakugo's fingers as he nods slowly.
"A lot of restraint, Bakugo."
Bakugo gave another slow nod in response.
"I'll see you on the playing field, Deku."
Without another word, Bakugo pivoted and quickly headed for the door.
"Is there something I need to know, Midoriya?" Aizawa asks, staring at a calm and collected Midoriya.
"What was I supposed to do? The dude's a bully, he doesn't do anything but push people around. Isn't stopping people like him what heroes are supposed to do?"
"I wouldn't have called spitting in your classmate's face heroic, Midoriya. What's come over you?" Tenya asks.
Midoriya simply shrugs as response.
"Let's head out to the green, shall we?" Midoriya chuckles, standing up.
"Come on, class. Let's get going," Aizawa says. "This is going to be an interesting evening."
The afternoon duels were mostly restrained, especially for Class 1A. Most seemed focused on Bakugo and Midori. Given that the fights had no stakes, classmates were free to test new tactics and styles of fighting without risk.
The rules of the game were simple. Two students stood in a large circle. Each contestant was given a pair of handcuffs and sent at their opponent. To win, you either had to force your opponent to submit, force them out of the circle or put your opponent in handcuffs. Simple.
Uraraka won her match, managing to send Ojiro out of the ring with a well-timed drop of a chunk of dirt. Other wins of note were Toru managing to get Koji Koda to accidentally walk outside the room after trying to find her and Mezo Shoji managing to send Minoru Mineta flying into the bleachers. Finally, as Dark Shadow slowly led a now-moronic Kaminari out of the circle, all eyes were on Bakugo, who was doing push-ups at the edge of the ring, clapping with a burst of flames on each push up while muttering and swearing.
"Pretty birdy," Kaminari said, starting to drool slightly.
"Alright. Bakugo, Midoriya, you're up," Aizawa said.
Uraraka begin to tremble, watching as Bakugo quickly rushed to his side of the ring. Midoriya walked at a slow pace, seeming calm.
"He said his power was making him sick," she though to herself, filled with worry. "He shouldn't be using it for something like this."
The two combatants received their pair of handcuffs. Midoriya strapped his onto his costume's belt. Bakugo threw his aside, making clear that he didn't plan on using it.
"Ready, Bakugo?" Aizawa asked.
Bakugo nodded slowly, refusing to break eye contact with Midori.
"Ready, Midoriya?"
"Oh yeah. Kacchan's not going to try to hurt me."
Bakugo laughed, eyes burning.
"Oh, I am definitely going to hurt you, Deku!" Bakugo spat.
"No you won't. Because then…"
"You may begin the duel," Aizawa said, a sliver of interest entering his dry voice.
"…then you won't learn the secret of my power, Bakugo."
Bakugo, surprisingly, did not spring forward like usual, blasting himself towards his prey with a fearsome scream. Instead, he walked forward at a quick pace, a furious look of determination on his face. Although, there was a spark of curiosity in his eyes.
"Talk, Deku."
"Haven't you ever wondered where my power came from, Bakugo? What happened to poor little weak, defenceless Deku?"
Midoriya began walking forward to, almost sauntering forward.
"It happened when we were only kids, Bakugo. Something happened to us. Something we both forgot. But it instilled a power in us. One that had to be awakened."
"You aren't making sense, loser!" Bakugo snarled, although he seemed unsure.
The two drew closer, although Bakugo had slowed, clearly wanting to hear more.
"Don't you remember, Bakugo? The light from when we were kids?"
"What the hell are you talking about, Deku?! Answer me!"
The two were only a couple feet away now, although now, they merely walked towards each other. Neither seemed ready to strike, however.
"Haven't you ever wondered about the scars on your wrists? They're faint now, hard to see, but they're there. As are mine."
Bakugo looked down at his wrists for a moment, holding them out in front of him. He looked confused, shaking his head slowly.
"I don't see any…!"
Bakugo was interrupted by the clinking of metal on metal.
For a moment, the entire crowd was silent. The silence was broken by Midoriya, who started laughing, as all eyes focused on the pair of handcuffs Midoriya had quickly slapped on Bakugo's wrists. Midoriya broke into heavy laughter, as Bakugo just stood there, almost incapable of processing what had happened.
"I can't believe you fell for that! A made-up incident about some stupid repressed childhood memory! God, you are dumb!" Midoriya said, before bursting into laughter.
Aizawa quickly moved forward, his bandages shooting forward to grab Bakugo, as h fixes his gaze on him.
"I'm going to erase you," Bakugo said, before he lets out a roar of anger.
"Pragmatic move, Midoriya. Not your usual style, but it worked," Aizawa said, before pausing for a moment, almost unsure of himself. "Alright class, that's it for the day. Sero, take Bakugo off my hands for a while, would you?"
"Umm… what am I going to do with him?"
"Whatever," Aizawa shrugged.
Sero begin using his quick to enwrap a still enraged Bakugo until he was completely mummified, although still wriggling and struggling intensely.
"Better. Midoriya, stay behind. I want to talk to you."
Midoriya stood there, still snickering at Bakugo.
"Yeah, OK, sure," Midoriya laughed.
Uraraka watched as the pair walked back towards the school, as Tenya muttered something in disbelief.
"I can't believe Midoriya would stoop to such lows!" Tenya exclaimed.
"It was smart, though. I wouldn't have wanted to face Bakugo head-on with the mood he was in."
"He would've been killed," Asui says. "Or he would've killed Bakugo. Can't really say which."
"Midoriya's faced him before, and he's always fought head on," Tenya says.
"Yeah… but he was feeling sick because of his power earlier. Perhaps he knew he couldn't rely on it."
"Still…" Tenya says. "Will we talk to him after he's finished with Aizawa, Uraraka? To make sure he's alright?"
"Sure," Uraraka replied, brow furrowed as she stared at Aizawa and Midoriya walking off, unable to make our what they were talking about."
"Count me in too!" Tsui said, leaping forward and landing next to them.
The trio watched their teacher and friend walking off for a moment towards the teacher's facilities, before turning and heading back themselves.