As night fell, all the students settled into their bunks and the lights in the cabins went out one after another. Bakugo gruffly laid down in his bunk, his mind on fire. After Kirishima and Kaminari had come back from the hot springs, he had to threaten death in order for them to quit teasing him about Uraraka's harsh words. To say he was pissed about it was an understatement, he was chock full of ire. He was getting sick and tired of hearing her name. Uraraka this, Uraraka that… Did you and Uraraka work well together?

'Ugh! This shit is so annoying!' Bakugo clenched his fists at his sides and bared his teeth. 'Why does anybody even care?! People need to quit pretending she some frail weakling. No matter what that stupid air-head does, everybody just babys her!'

Kirishima's obnoxious snore broke him from his weighty thoughts. Bakugo slammed his eyes closed and tried to tune out the red-head, but as his sleep deepened, so did his snores. Bakugo gnashed his teeth in restless annoyance, his fists closing tighter. 'For fuck sake, I'm so pissed!' His fingernails dug into his palms.

Another deep and nasally snore shattered what little patience Bakugo had left. He growled audibly and shot out of bed, throwing the duvet to the side. He slipped on his sneakers and stormed out of the cabin in a frenzy of aimless rage. 'That stupid girl fucked my entire day up!'

As he left the cabin, a warm breeze tickled his cheeks. It was pitch black during the night, the paths unlit by any lights. A distance away he could see the light on the door of the mess hall and even further were the showers and toilets for the students. The moon shone lazily overhead, casting it's dim light over the trees and cabins. The moon didn't do much good to guide the brazen blonde, though.

Unsure of what to do with himself, Bakugo wandered past the other boys' cabins, the gravel crunching under his soles. Crickets hummed as he passed and the breeze brushed the trees. The soothing atmosphere helped calm Bakugo's electrified nerves, his anger starting to chip away to relaxation. He breathed a struggled sigh as he continued walking at a leisurely pace.

As he passed the final cabin full of his sleeping classmates, Bakugo turned toward the water. It lapped gently against the shoreline, slicking the sand down. The moon cast a lovely mirage across the water and in response, the water reflected the light. A fluffy haired shadow was seated on a tree stump a few feet from the water's reach.

Curious, Bakugo wandered over. His hands nestled themselves into the pockets of his sweats and his nose wrinkled at the smell of the lake. As he approached, a glint of green strands turned toward him. "Who's there?" Midoriya's voice asked quietly.

Bakugo stopped in his tracks, his sneakers leaving footprints in the packed down sand. "Deku…"

"Kacchan?" Midoriya replied, surprised to see the blonde maniac a few feet away. "What are you doing out here?"

Bakugo squinted, trying to make out Midoriya's face. "Fuck off, Deku."

Midoriya sighed discontentedly, "Still in a bad mood, huh?"

Bakugo felt a twinge of his annoyance return. "What's it to you?"

"I couldn't sleep," Midoriya started, his voice led the blonde to believe that his mind was somewhere far away.

"Fuckin' try bunking with Kirishima," Bakugo spat.

Both boys were quiet for a while. Midoriya was seated and staring out across the water and Bakugo was standing a few feet behind, staring at Midoriya. The benign waves sleepily pushed the shoreline as they remained in a tense silence.

"I actually wanted to talk to you, Kacchan." Midoriya dared a few words.

Bakugo pursed his lips, "What the hell could you want?"

"It's Uraraka…" Midoriya hesitated.

Bakugo rolled his eyes and stomped his foot against the sand, "Seriously, this shit?! Who the fuck doesn't want to 'talk' to me about that stupid girl?!"

Midoriya's eyes widened, but they were not seen by Bakugo. "What do you mean?"

Bakugo growled, his patience wearing thin. "Just can it, Deku! I don't want to hear about how I should be treating some girl."

"No," Midoriya corrected the blonde. "I wasn't going to do that."

"Then what is it?!" Bakugo's voice rose a few notches, his teeth grating.

Midoriya shrugged, "I was just wondering if Yaoyorozu and Ashido were right."

"Right about what?!" Bakugo snapped.

"Do you respect her?"

Bakugo's inner rampage died down significantly at this question. "Why the fuck do you even care?"

Midoriya shrugged again. "I guess I'm just curious."

Bakugo stared down his classmate in silence, his eyes begging Midoriya to test him. When he could only make out sincerity on Midoriya's face, Bakugo straightened up and crossed his arms. "I only respect people who are looking to be number one."

"So you don't, then?" Midoriya pressed but gambled for the answer.

"Didn't say that," Bakugo snarled, disgusted at Midoriya's forwardness.

Another silence fell on the pair for a few minutes. They allowed the breeze to carry their awkwardness away for a moment.

"Well," Midoriya started again, "I respect her."

Bakugo sneered at the dopey kid before him, "Course you do. She's your fuckin' fan girl."

Midoriya was surprised by Bakugo's reply, "Fangirl?"

"Yeah," Bakugo spit back, "She's always hangin' around you and trying to be like you. It's pathetic."

Midoriya turned his face back to Bakugo again, the moon hitting his childhood friend's cardinal eyes. "Uraraka is my friend and she has her own reasons to be a hero. She's strong and smart. She has a clear head and a good reason to shoot for her goals. I don't think she's a fan girl at all, I respect her because she's serious like me."

Bakugo mulled over Midoriya's reply for a while but decided not to carry the conversation forward. He turned on his heel and began retreating to his cabin, the sand smashing under his feet.

Midoriya watched the blonde as he left, a feign of curiosity on his brain. He wondered briefly if his words had any effect on Bakugo, but he tried not to predict Bakugo's thoughts much anymore.

Bakugo sneered to himself as he made his way back to his cabin. 'Fuck Deku and his lame reasons. They're just excuses he's making on that gravity girl's behalf. Why does he even care what I think about her?'

Bakugo entered his cabin, weariness taking over him. 'So what if I do respect her? Why is that a big deal?' Bakugo tried to shake his thoughts from his conscience as he settled back into his bunk, Kirishima's snores were now drowned out by his own mind. 'He respects her because she's serious, huh? I guess he isn't wrong about that.'

…

The next day of camp was another hot one. Everyone was straining their quirks and trying to extend their use. Aizawa had informed them that they would be testing for their provisional licenses earlier than other UA classes had before them, so everyone was intensely motivated to advance.

Uraraka was having no fun at all as she floated through the air. She'd been holding herself up for so long now that she'd lost track of time. Her stomach fought her as she careened along but she tried to distract herself from her restless tummy by eyeing her classmates as they trained. Ojiro and Kirishima were beating the crap out of each other directly below her, Kirishima vowing to avenge himself for yesterday. Todoroki was sunk into a vat of ice as he tried to produce substantial flames. Kaminari had himself hooked up to a generator and Yaoyorozu was creating sweets as fast as Sato could eat them. Everyone else was working just as hard, all bellowing out cries of determination and struggle.

Eventually, Uraraka simply couldn't take it anymore and she released herself from her quirk. She landed a few yards from Bakugo and immediately began dry heaving, fighting to keep her composure and any stomach contents from making an appearance.

Bakugo was riled up at her weak state, "What the fuck?! Can't you go somewhere else to do that?!" His hands were elbow deep in water as he stretched his own quirk to produce explosions. "It's revolting!"

"S-sorry…" Uraraka breathed between heaves, "I can't really go anywhere right now."

"Then quit making yourself hurl!" Bakugo barked through his sweat and efforts.

Uraraka took a few deep breaths as the heaving passed and smiled weakly at Bakugo, her eyes downtrodden with illness. "No can do… I'll never get stronger if I don't. See? I didn't even throw up this time, I only came close."

Bakugo blinked at her, minutely impressed by her willingness to push her limits.

A few minutes later, Present Mic called for a lunch break and everyone cried in relief.

As Bakugo lifted his hands from the water, shaking them of water droplets, he watched as Uraraka slumped down onto the ground. Clearly her illness still hadn't passed. He looked around for one of her friends but saw everyone already making their way to the mess hall for lunch. 'Damn it.'

Bakugo groaned irritably as he marched over to the brunette. "Stand the hell up and get going."

Uraraka sluggishly waved a hand dismissively at him, "I'm good… I'm just going to lay here for a while until I feel better."

Bakugo was miffed at her response and just stared down at her. "I didn't ask you to give me excuses."

"Ughhh…" Uraraka grunted. "Really Bakugo, I'm fine."

Bakugo eyed her flushed face. No, he wasn't about to baby her. "Quit your bitchin' and get up!"

Uraraka huffed in exasperation, "I just need a minute, okay?"

Bakugo clenched his jaw, "Fine. Suit yourself." He chided before maneuvering to walk away.

"Wait…" Uraraka objected.

Bakugo looked back down at her expectantly only to see her lift her hand up at him. "Help me up," She said with an inquisitive tone.

Bakugo grumbled absently at her plea and gruffly pulled her up.

"Thank you," Uraraka forced a sickly grin before teetering her way to the mess hall.

Bakugo didn't give a reply and shoved his hands into his uniform pockets as he followed after the gravity manipulator.

The mess hall was filled with sweaty teens as they all stagnated over their food. The hall was filled with the sounds griping and chairs squealing across the wooden floor. Ashido and Kirishima were standing in front of a vent as it pumped icy air into their overworked faces. Uraraka grabbed a lunch bag and squatted into a chair beside Midoriya and Iida. She rested her face into her hands instead of digging in to her food. The nausea was still lingering in her gut.

"This blows…" Was all she could muster up to say.

Midoriya looked worriedly at his friend, "You feelin' okay?"

Uraraka chuckled weakly, "How would you define 'okay'?"

Iida opened her lunch for her and offered her the cool water bottle. "If you're not feeling well, some water is sure to help!"

"Yeah," Midoriya added, "You're probably a little dehydrated."

"Thanks guys…" Uraraka received the water and sipped it with salty lips. "How's your guys' training going?"

Midoriya beamed at her question. "I've been getting in a lot of combat training!" He turned his head to show Uraraka his other cheek where a purple bruise was starting to form. "I can't say it's been easy, though."

Iida pumped his fist excitedly, "I've been running non-stop since this morning and I can really feel my engines getting stronger!" Iida displayed his already enormous calf muscles proudly.

"That's great guys," Uraraka encouraged her friends. "I'm super happy that we're all working hard. I just wish I wouldn't feel so sick when I work on my quirk."

Midoriya patted her shoulder gently, "Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it!"

As they continued their discussion, Uraraka's nausea passed and she dug into her meal. She noted how everyone seemed to rejuvenate with the break and fell back into their normal characteristics. Todoroki sat alone, the girls table was jittery and happy, Mineta tried to cop a feel the entire time, and Bakugo's table was rowdy as usual. She was comforted by the normalcy and began looking forward to getting back out there to train for their provisional license exam.

Author's Note:

Thanks for reading this far, everyone! I appreciate your feedback :)

This chapter was a little shorter than the previous few, so I'm sorry about that! I know you guys have been waiting for some actual Kaccako moments and I've been neglecting writing any for the sake of the story's pace but I can assure you, there will be some Kaccako in the next chapter. I have been formulating a plan and now I can finally start writing it!

I'll make sure I keep up with the updating :)

~NumberSixteen