"That being said, I'll be choosing the pairs at rand-" he started saying when he noticed some weird bandanas with stupid Bakuraka and Kacchako on half the class. A quick glance went from the Cocky Granade Brat to the Float-and-Barf Girl. His cinical smile grows. "Why not... Bakugou. Uraraka. You go first."
"WAIT. WHAT?!" exclaimed both newly paired heros.
"B-but the pair wasn't suppose to be random, sensei?" Deku asked, seemingly even more disturbed than both his friends.
"It is. I randomly accepted that stupid bandanas suggestion. Go to the track. Now."
Amidst cheers and joyful screams of 'Aizawa is a Shipper', the two suposed pair/couple look at each other furiously.
Things were about to go down for real.
The very first trial would be against the infamous UA robot units. Both Heroes in training started heading to the indicated field side by side as the parteners they were supposed to be for that class. During each and every step, Ochako kept telling herself that she had to be a mature woman capable of fully and professionally deal with teammates and, in the future, her coworkers.
Thing was... she hardly believed her so called partner could do the same...
"Bakugou..." she started saying, trying to hide a deep, deep, bad feeling under her best determinated eyes. "I know we're not exactly in good terms right now... But for the sake of this class..."
But she didn't need to finish.
"I know." he said simply. not a clue of new ressentment passing through his usual hateful-frown. "Leave it to me..."
But no matter how surprisingly good was to hear those words... the next few one to leave his mouth almost made her heart skip a dozen beats.
"Let's take this chance to improve ourselves even more. Just like on the Sports Festival."
That Festival... the very one where, of all people, he was the one not to understimate her, and fight as an equal. The very Festival that put the angry Deku-Hating-Explosive Hero under a whole new light to her, since it was the moment she started to not just respect him, but actually kind of admire as well...
"Katsuki..." she says, as they both arrive at the Start Line. A
Yes... she thought. The warmest feeling taking over her chest. Let us grow and improve even more...!
Aizawa raised his hand and started the countdown.
"3..."
The robots could already be heard activating at a fair distance...
"2..."
Bakugou snaped his joints from both hands. Then the neck, getting ready. That gorgerous flaring psychopathic smile streching from ear to ear.
"1..."
His palms lighten up. So bright... So clear... So close to her face...
"Just like on the Festival, right...? Uraraka..."
Well... shit.
"START!"
Before the first blow reaches her, Uraraka had already lifted herself off the aim. Quickly, she spoted the best place to direct her landing and realeased her quirk before Bakugou could ignite and catch her like the last time. As she predicted, the blond soon raised to the air propelling himself after her like the mad man he was.
Just a tinny second before he could reach her, he is blocked by the the Villain Bot she hed spotted from above. It only took him one blow to inutilize the machine, but was time enough for her to activate and retease her quirk a few times more so she could land safely.
There was an ace up her sleeves. Maybe two... But Katsuki was by far the last person she'd like to try it out.
The next Bot showed up from the trees and she gladly made it float off her way shielding her from Katsuki's half-reasonable, half-unreasonable demeor. Plan A was to keep up with that until she dies or Aizawa decides to care.
Meanwhile, with class 1-A...
"Ahn... sensei?" asked Mina as Iida and Tsuyu were fanning a Deku the had long passed out since the very first blow. "You're sure it's ok to just let them... you know... chase each other?"
The composed techer just kept looking at his cellphone, measuring the amount of Villain Bots the duo were taking down. Eventually he managed to let a unbothered "Nope." before changing the gadget's screen from the Field's Map to their Damage Points.
"Only 23 Bots taken down... They better work this out soon." the older one whispered to himself. Why was he feeling whatched?
Looking back above his shoulder, the black orbe girl was still there staring. Now with sharp-tooth boy beside her.
Aizawa sighned
"If things get out of control or any of them actually needs rescue, I might interrupt the lesson."
"Ah, good to know, good to know!" said the red haired boy, he and Ashido immediately getting back to where the others were. "Hope Uraraka can hang in there until times up..."
"You guys understimate her too much..."
"Well... unfortunately for her, the one and only that doesn't do that is right there, chasing her down, like an idiot."
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"COME ON, FLOATY! STILL NOT GOING TO FACE ME?" Katsuki screams while blowing the next bot once, twice, even thrice before getting back to pursuing her. For All Mghty's sake, how immature could he be about it? "STILL FIND MY REASONING TO BE FUCKING WEAK?!"
"YEEEEES!" she responded while running for her life and hating herself for doing so, because now he wasn't spending any energy blowing and that meant she'd have no time to runaway anymore.
Wich means...
Feeling it was her last chance to do it, Uraraka stops drifting around trees to face a Bakugou dangerously close to catch her.
"GOT YOU!" the blond shouts, extinguishing the explosions on his hands to land, expecting her to try to runaway as soon as he puts his feet on the ground.
Except she didn't. The girl ran right to him. Before Bakugou was about to land, she rapidly slides underneath him and activates her danm quirk. Or so he thought... for the moment he was ready to take advantage of the lack of weigh to reignite and end that damn chase once for all, Uraraka shouts out:
"Reverse!" hands together, fingers entwined, and them pressing down like a mid air CPR.
And his whole body was down, knees on the ground.
What the fuck... is this...?
He tries to get up, but one more pressure of her hands and now even his face was on the ground, everything just weighing like a whole All Mighty was stepping over his back.
"Not long ago..." the brunette explained, her attention driving from him to their surroundings, searching for any Bots, then back to him "I've found out that making things weighlees was just half of my quirk..." she fucking giggled, feeling probably proud "Not going to bother explaining details, but... each time I press down, you'll get twice as heavy... So, if you behave... I might release you before the match ends, ok...?"
Twice... Wich means he was Four times his original weigh. But at that very moment, unable to really move, a torrent of thoughts just flooded his mind. The match... the points they wouldn't get, that lame pay back that he thought would last a minute to end... the fact she had already grew so much after the Festival meanwhile he himself...
So...
Weak.
"Ura...ra...ka..." he managed to say. "Release... me..."
"N-no can do! You gotta promise me you won't try attack me again so we can focus on the match!"
"Ochako..." He said. This time as a one last time. His hands lighting up. Then... before she could tell him not to... He ignites.
And both of them were lauched off a whole yard away from the delimited field,
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Face on the mud, Ochako couldn't decide if she was glad that landed over the dirt or if she preferred the taste os gress and leafs instead. As she lifts her head, and her head only, coughing like crazy, A loud noise reminding a horn warned them that the match was over. Sore, defeated and now in need of a bath, she sighs and tries to get up. Except... she can't.
Some how, is like there's the weigh of four muscled boys...
And that's because there was. The fact she could see his feet and ankles sprawled at the sides of her face attested it. Also, at least the sight of those heavy boots pointing to the sky gave her the notion he landed back to back with her wich was... less concerning.
"R-release!" she says, feeling the much better (altough still a little heavy) normal weigh of Bakugo all above her back. "O-oi, Bakugou! You awake? Can you get up?"
Her answer was the most undignified of all grumbles ressonate above her, but the boy didn't move. At least... not to get up...
A weird, weird, feeling took over her when she felt his back accommodating over... her back... down there.
The fact he actually propped up his feet on top of her head like a damn foot rest just kinda confirmed that he was not trying to get up.
"You know..." the blond finally said "You do have a nice ass..."
Uraraka then gets up in a halt, ready to scold him when she finally notices how beat up Katsuki really was she immediately regrets using Reverse on him. After propeling himself with face over ground and everything, he managed to get some ugly wounds that were bleeding quite a lot. plus, by the smell it was possible he had vomited sometime after they were lauched due the drastic chenges the quirk had over his body.
With all this he didn't looked mad or remotely concerned. Bakugou looked just so quiet and serious that somehow made everything feels way worse...
She wanted to apologise... but before she could, the nursery team arrived with doolies, to help transporting them to the Recovery Girl.
The whole path, Aizawa accompanied them in silence and whatever she had to say would now have to wait.
