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.
On the nursery room, as well deserved and expected, both Aizawa and Recovery Girl had lectured them about their behavior. During the whole reprimand, Ochako felt worried and deeply ashame at first but it wasn't long before Katsuki started to get better, leaving her with the tiniest bit of regret for not hitting him harder.
After all, "getting better" also meant good enough so he'd respond so brattly, the adults just kept increasing the time lecturing them.
Most of the blood came from a scratch on the forehead that wasn't that deep, just badly located and he almost broke his nose when propeled himself directly onto Uraraka. The neusea was worrying but could be much worse had the weight doubled once more. At the end it was nothing Bakugou's body couldn't heal over a night by itself. Or in a couple of hours with just a light smooch from Recovery Girl...
After the loud "CHU~", an even louder angry curse and several more minutes of tedious reasoning, the teachers finally gave it a break, leaving them alone with their thoughts and each other.
Before he left, however, Aizawa-sensei gave them one last piece of his mind.
"No matter how much you improve your quirks and battle skills to a pro level... The behavior you showed us today was below amateur... It was embarrassing."
Once he left, everything was quiet. Too quiet.
That faint guilt crawled back to Ochako's throat, demanding an apology to be made. When she opened her mouth, however, Katsuki immediately told her to shut it.
"I was the one who started this shit... and kinda knew this could end up happening." Bakugou would not not look at her at first, glaring so angrily at the floor or the window, he could easily trigger another lecture if a teacher happened to pass by. "You got quite the power you know. This head of yours... I like that about you." he said it.
At hearing these simple, direct words, so short and sincere... Ochako could only give him one reaction...
"GOD, was it that hard?!" Ok, now he frowned. And grunted, even pouting! But she could feel by the absence of that nitroglycerinous smell that he wasn't mad this time.
He. F-i-n-a-l-l-y. Said it. And now Bakugou looked at her. Tired. He looked and was not frowning or growling. Not quite smiling either... but close enough. Maybe.
Probably.
The sweet girl couldn't avoid pointing to her own face and smile really really grimly.
"If you like it that much, Bakugou... how about not trying to explode it next time, hmmm?!"
"Ugh... Quit being so childish." He had the audacity to cross his arms and lay back annoyed. A cocky smirk streching his lips."I've fought you already. I knew you could handle everything just fine." He could have stopped there. He really could. But he didn't "Besides... if I was really going to blow your head I wouldn't take so danm long..."
"Asshole." she said, smilling proudly, pleased and still a little huffy.
This time... Katsuki smiled back. Ochako then learned something. When that boy smiles, he maintains his usual cocky smirk, but that everlasting frown looses and for a short but full second, there is a genuine glimpse of peacefulness crossing his face.
Good Lord and Hero, there comes that tickilish-bubbly feeling inside her again...Uraraka felf both her hands grasping her uniform as she tried to think on something else to say... Anything should be fine... she just kinda wanted to feel... a little less distant from that weird boy who decided to let her know he likes her.
But not too much... Ochako had her own priorities in mind and things like that shouldn't and weren't exactly on the Top. So, just for now... a little bit closer should be fine.
But before the brunette could tease him or something, Aizawa's voice echoed, letting them know their classmates results. Bakugou asked how many points did they make and when she answers...
"Pathetic! Can't believe fucking Deku got more points than us."
"Well.. if we had, you know, cooperated instead of etting at each others throats... maybe we could've done better..." Her eyes focused on the window and the pairings she could spot running and fighting all over the training field. It was time for the Second Round: Villains vs Heros pairings.
Then, something really weird crossed her beautiful unexploded head. Uraraka immediatly gats up ready to spill out her idea.
"Bakugou!" she shouted, almost grabbing him by the shoulders, but diverting and reaching for the nearest vase and making it float immediatly. "You think you're good to go?! Can you fight, already?"
That question had immediately lighted some fire back to his eyes. Offended at first, but surely excited.
"Of course I can! You really think your stupid new trick could knock me out like that? FUCK NO!"
"Great! Then let's go!"
As soon as he was up and off the bed, she hurries to the exit, followed closely by him. They needed to convince Aizawa they we're now good to come back to the training. Hopefully, there would be someone left to duel againts them.
"We're probably end up back here at the nursery... but it will definately work!"
Easy, right...?
Unfortunately... no.
By the time they got back to the training field, all duels were already over or almost done. Even worse, despite totally aware of Bakugo's perfect physical condition, the teacher was on one of those snappy moods, thanks to the explosive boy's insolence from earlier.
Uraraka asked once, He denied. She asks twice, he stated that they were both under discipline and would be held back until he decided otherwise. They could get suplementary classes on weekends to compensate their grades.
"You had just come back from almost killing each other. It's too goddamn early for putting you on the same team yet."
Finally, they both asked one more time, one last chance to do the exercise and get their grades.
"So, you two hot-heads want a second chance... Very well. I'll allow you to do the exercise." Uraraka's face glowed with joy and relieve while Bakugo only grunted, impaciently. But Shouta had more to say. "However, after that lame display of immaturity, I think it is fair to say that this school doesn't need any more uncooperativeness. That being said, you two get one chance to impress me and win this duel... or you're both expelled from UA."
All the glow and excitment was vanished from Ochako's face. Although Katsuki was confident he'd win any shit the teachers throwed at him, he wasn't sure of how well he could actually perform with Uravity...
But taking suplementary classes over one lame performance was surely too much. For both of them.
"We agree."
"Fine. I'll have you try as Heros on this duel." the teacher smiles evily, looking for the first pair of winners that were quietly resting at the side of the Training Field.
"Momo. Todoroki. You'll be the Villains."
