Chapter 14

Hands surrounded his collar nearly choking him, Kirishima dragging him forwards by his neck, "I'm sitting here and you go to a damn party! You should be helping me!" Katsuki took a breath attempting not to react as the man screamed in his face, "This should be you right now! Where were you? It should've always been you!" Kirishima snapped shoving him back against the bookshelf. Katsuki let himself stumble backward looking over Kirishima's angered form positive that he was boiling inside. A hand reached out to continue throttling him for his current poor decisions, "I know, dammit!" He snapped sitting up, Deku reaching to wake him up.

"If you were already up you could've said something." Deku sighed, turning to leave the room.

Katsuki rapidly collected himself an accusatory glare sent towards Deku, "what are you doing in here?" He snapped.

"It's almost time for work, get dressed." Deku turned leaving the room.

Uraraka had likely asked him to come in here and wake him up, able to hear his nightmare and consenting to his request to not wake him from last time. If he burnt Deku it would be considered the typical in-team rivalry they had shared for years. If he burnt her again, everyone would be all over it. And right now she knew they were under the cameras, the press constantly looking for a reason to throw him in jail.

Katsuki glanced down at the blanket, shimmering, then back at Deku who had stopped in the doorway, "Are you, no, I mean...if you need something we're here." He said before shutting the door behind him.

He rolled his eyes as he slid out of the bed, getting dressed with a glance at the clock, unsure what had come over him to convince him to agree to the three of them crashing the night at Uraraka's place. It was likely the cup of whatever he had been drinking and how it was full every time he turned around. A tiny bit at a time she knew she wasn't going to be able to convince him to not drive home in the middle of the night completely exhausted, so instead must have settled for this unprofessional tactic. "My heads pounding, I only had one glass." He muttered opening the door, a towel thrust in his arms.

"One glass, but drinks that were probably in the double digits." Uraraka was standing there, a towel in one hand, and a change of clothing in the other. "Sorry, I was concerned, and with how you looked I wasn't going to let you spend the night alone."

"I've had worse nights." Katsuki sighed, accepting the towel, "I don't remember any patrol scheduled for today."

Uraraka glanced down the hall, "Ah, I told Deku that's why I was going to get you up, but the truth is you probably want to go look for clues." She paused fidgeting, "I was also thinking about going to visit Kirishima."

Kirishima's angry face and hands curled around his neck shaking him flew into his vision, "No." He could tell from the look of confusion slowly turning into anger on her face that he had snapped, he would a need a reason and quickly.

"Why not? He's our classmate. If you're visiting him I don't see why I can't and-"

"It's not that. If the person that has been targeting us find out, they'll know we're onto them and they'll hide away.'

"Just because I visited Kirishima?"

"Right after that man tried to run you over, yes."

"Katsuki, that man fell asleep at the wheel he wasn't trying to kill anyone." She crossed her arms leaning on the doorway waiting for a satisfactory answer from him.

He ran a hand through his hair, "I'm not saying not to visit him, just, just wait. I'll check the staff first, especially since Kirishima is there, and then it'll be okay."

"And what about you?"

"It's not about me."

"It's not, it's about all of us. And that includes you. You've already been pulled off to court once and the driver was probably aiming for you since we were on our way from the jail if they were aiming for anyone. Prove to me that you're not the target." Uraraka met his gaze as he felt his mouth run dry. How was he supposed to do that? He couldn't even prove that they weren't in danger or why they were in danger.

"I can't, but I'll investigate today."

Uraraka sighed, leaning against the doorway, "Do you remember that time we went to the beach? It was about a month ago."

How could he forget? That day was wrapped in a million emotions that replayed in his head. The compulsion to open the cart, the wishing he could stay falling forever; getting to her room and finding her standing on the ledge of the balcony. His brain refused to let him forget that part. It had even gone as far as to integrate it into one of his nightmares and twist it. There were times he had wandered back to his room like a civil human-being instead of burning the door open, times he had gone in and let her slip out of his hands, times he opened the door to her jumping instead of when he did.

Warm pressure found its way onto his cheeks returning him to the present moment, "Not that, listen what you had said to me, do you remember? You told me that you had trusted me and asked for my trust in return. You need to trust me now."

He found the warmth on his cheeks distracting, that day he had been too overwhelmed with a mixture of actual fear and worry to appreciate the feeling of heat, the sign of a living being, in his arms. Uraraka's eyes widened before he realized that he had moved his own hand on top of hers. "Don't get killed."

"Not a problem."

"I'll start at the police station and request an appeal for looking through citizen's quirks."

Uraraka nodded, grabbing her coat, "Deku, I've got to go to work I'll be back later!" She shouted, hurrying out the door.

Katsuki glanced towards the towel. A shower wouldn't hurt, especially since he was going to have to do a lot of convincing people to be on his side today. He let the heat rolled down his back the shower pouring down helping relief muscles that had been tense lately as his mind wandered around. Would Kirishima appreciate Uraraka coming to visit instead of him? Would he mind that they had attended a party the night before without him? Heck, he was going to throw him a whole 'freedom-party' when they finally got him out of his unnecessary imprisonment. Maybe Uraraka going today instead of his gloomy-self would benefit Kirishima. Katsuki shut the water off, getting dressed as he glanced in the mirror attempting facial expressions that would win the staff over. Convincing people to do what he wanted wasn't hard. At least when he was playing the villain, but today he would have to play the hero. The outstanding citizen just doing his job trying to help everyone, which was what he was doing. Katsuki glanced towards the contraption on the wall hanging there in a bright orange to go against the black button down that Uraraka had given him. Katsuki inhaled, snatching the tie off of the wall. He turned opening the door only to find Deku standing there leaning on the frame, "Who's going to tell me what you two are hiding?"