Uraraka bolted through the trees until she approached the main camp. After exiting the treeline, she stopped to calm her racing heart and catch her breath. 'What just happened?!'

She remained in the shade for a few minutes, glancing behind to be sure that Bakugo didn't follow. Her classmates were dotted throughout the camp. A few swam in the lake, others enjoyed the sunshine, and some trained nearby. The teachers were lounging in shaded lawn chairs, observing the students as they entertained themselves. She was thankful that nobody seemed to notice her in this state.

It wasn't long before Uraraka spotted her bunkmates. They were hanging out on the back porch of the cabin, sipping cool drinks and talking with Ashido. She preferred not to join Deku's training match near the cliffs, so she opted to join the other girls. She calmed herself down and fought for her composure before leaving the treeline behind her.

When she arrived at the cabin, she could hear song-like laughter coming from the patio. She stopped at her bunk to change into fresh clothes and comb her hair before exiting the back door. She was met with Yaoyorozu, Jiro, and Ashido clanking their drinks together merrily. As she passed the threshold, they looked over to her happily.

Yaoyorozu and Jiro were seated on the wooden chairs and Ashido was balancing on the railing. All three smiled warmly at the brunette as she leaned against the side of the cabin and crossed her arms. "Hey guys," Uraraka started carefully, hopeful not to give up her rattled mind.

Ashido furrowed her eyebrows curiously and sipped at her drink, "What's up, Uraraka?"

The brunette shrugged a reply and stumbled on her words, "Nothing really, I just needed to get out of the sun for a while."

Jiro nodded as Yaoyorozu rolled her head back and replied, "I don't blame you. It's so hot out today."

Jiro offered Uraraka a can of chilled soda, "Would you like a drink?"

Uraraka nodded excitedly, suddenly becoming aware of her dry mouth. The cold drink felt good in her hands as she accepted it.

"So how is your little bet with Bakugo going?" Ashido asked with a tilted head, her tone was prodding and uninvited.

Uraraka froze up as she tried to open her drink, "Well…"

At it wasn't a moment longer before Ashido was latched to Uraraka's hesitant reply, "Don't tell me he tried to beat you up again."

Yaoyorozu waved the pink gossip back, "Come on, Mina… This girl is too tough to let Bakugo get the drop on her again, right Uraraka?"

Uraraka gulped uneasily and nodded sourly, unsure how to reply. She hurriedly popped open the can and took a long drink, ignoring the carbonation burning in her throat. The atmosphere between the four girls changed from fluffy to curious as all three girls eyed the brunette. They knew something wasn't right as soon as Uraraka used her drink as an excuse not to speak.

The always brave Ashido took this as her opportunity to intrude, "So if he didn't beat you up, what did he do?"

Uraraka's cheeks flushed a light pink as she recalled her previous predicament with the hot-head blonde. In an attempt to hide it, she shook her head wildly. "Nothing! We just sparred and stuff." She lifted her fists and punched the air, "I got to practice my hand-to-hand combat. It was great!"

To Yaoyorozu, Jiro, and Ashido, it was clear that Uraraka was overcompensating. Something was definitely amiss and they weren't about to buy the excuses she was selling.

Yaoyorozu could no longer hide her curiosity and leaned forward in her chair to get a better look at the flushed brunette. "That's all?"

Uraraka paused and pondered how to handle the situation. She could just tell them. She knew that they'd figure it out eventually and she suddenly felt the urge to talk about it. Her frustration nearly bubbled out of her, "No…" She let her arms fold over her chest again. "It was just so awkward!"

Ashido furrowed her brows again, "Awkward how?"

Uraraka unlocked her arms once more and flailed them in defeat, "We were just sparring and it was going fine, but then I tripped him and he fell on me. It was so embarrassing!" Her hands went to her face to cover her blushed cheeks.

All three girls were in shock. "Wait…" Ashido started slowly, "What happened exactly?"

Uraraka rubbed her temples with regret, "He just fell on top of me. It wasn't bad or anything, but it was just... Weird…"

Recognition was on the other girls' faces now and Yaoyorozu piped back up, "So what happened after that?"

Uraraka sighed and let her hands finally fall back to her sides. "I told him I was going to get some water and ran away."

All eyes were wide now at Uraraka's newest admission. Ashido stifled a chuckle, "Well that was stupid of you."

Uraraka turned to look at the girl perched on the railing, "Stupid?"

Ashido tapped herself on the right cheek with a dainty fingertip, "Yeah, that's just awkward situations 101. You never run away. I'll bet he's pissed now."

Yaoyorozu disagreed, "No way he's mad. I'll bet he's just as freaked out as you are. Bakugo and girls? I mean, come on. He's never been interested in anyone."

Uraraka suddenly felt uncomfortable, "No! It wasn't like that!"

The three girls brushed her off and continued their questioning.

Jiro nodded in agreement with the black-haired girl seated on her left. "He didn't say anything to you, Uraraka?"

The brunette shook her head and the three girls all made grunts of recognition. "What?" Uraraka asked, her tone exasperated. She was regretting her decision to tell them more with each passing second.

Ashido just shrugged and shielded their brown haired friend, "Don't worry about it. I'll bet he won't even remember it."

Ashido's words comforted Uraraka as she breathed out a sigh of relief. "Good, because I don't know if I could handle more awkward situations with that guy."

…

Bakugo was mad. No, he wasn't mad. How is he not mad? This entire week had gone to shit for him and now he had an entirely new problem to deal with. 'This shit is ridiculous!'

Bakugo had spent the rest of the morning trying to train but was so distracted and frustrated that he couldn't focus. He was mad at Uraraka for being so stupid and not mad at her for being so stubborn. It was a weird cycle in his head that kept trying to sort out his emotions. Was he mad or not? He didn't know.

He crushed a closed fist on a nearby rock, willing the rock to crack by sheer force of will. He hated being confused about anything. He always knew what he wanted and right now, he couldn't decide what to do with himself. How could one lousy sparring session scare her off so quickly? So what that he fell on her? It was her damn fault in the first place!

He clenched his jaw as his mind ran circles, 'Now she's going to think she has to apologize and shit. Fuck this! I'm sick of her face!'

He kicked at the dirt and let angry sparks ignite his hands. Oh man, he wanted to blow something up. Why couldn't he ever have some peace?

His stomach complained and in an effort to relieve his anger, he decided it would be better to ignore his problem and go search for some food. He stomped his way through the trees and all the way back to the camp, his patience running thin as he stalked over to the mess hall.

As if he couldn't be more annoyed, his merry band of idiots joined him on his way. All three boys were decked out in their swim trunks and damp towels hanging around their necks.

"Hey Bakugo!" Kirishima elbowed the blonde. "How's your day off going?"

Bakugo felt the urge to give up on food altogether. He didn't have the patience for Kirishima or anybody else right now. "Can it, dipshit."

Kirishima lifted his eyebrows teasingly, "Ooh… Is Bakugo mad?"

"I said shut the hell up," Bakugo didn't waste his breath with his normal raging. His mind was too busy to bother with his normal attitude.

Kirishima tapped his chin, giving Kaminari and Sero a quirked eyebrow. "So he isn't mad. Could our little Bakugo be experiencing emotions outside of anger?"

'Damn that Kirishima bastard,' Bakugo cursed his friend privately. "Could you all just fuck off?"

Kirishima was the only one to pick up on Bakugo's serious attitude and understood. "Fine," He held his hands up mockingly, "We'll just go have fun without you."

"As usual," Kaminari poked fun but didn't get a response from the distracted blonde. Not even a dirty look? He supposed Bakugo really must be in one of his 'moods'.

The trio stopped following Bakugo and watched him walk the rest of the way to the mess hall.

"What's up with him?" Sero asked, his eyes training on Bakugo as he closed the mess hall door behind him.

Kaminari shrugged, "I ask myself that all the time."

Kirishima rubbed his chin, "I couldn't tell you." He turned back toward the welcoming waters of the lake, "Time for another swim boys?"

"Hell yeah!" Kaminari whipped the towel off his neck and raced Sero down to the shore. Kirishima hung back when he saw Uraraka on the patio of her cabin. She was obviously flustered as she talked to Ashido, Jiro, and Yaoyorozu. It piqued his interest and he observed them. Clearly, whatever they were talking about was not the normal gossip. He figured he'd get Ashido to spill.

...

It felt like ages before the girls on the patio dispersed. Ashido hopped the railing and waved a farewell to her friends before beginning her walk toward the bath house.

Kirishima was laying in the sand while Sero and Kaminari floated around in the water. He closed the lid to the sunscreen he'd been using and started toward Ashido. He intercepted her a few feet from the bath house.

"Ashido!" Kirishima called and waved.

She turned to see his red hair bouncing around his face as he approached. "Hey Kirishima! What can I do for you?"

"Well," Kirishima jogged the final few steps up to her, "I was hoping you could fill me in on some gossip."

A glint of interest gleamed in Ashido's eyes, "I could... But it'll cost you."

Kirishima laughed nervously, "I don't have my wallet with me-"

Ashido cut him off with a finger to his lips, "Nope, I only deal in the currency of gossip."

"Alright…" Kirishima nodded his head away from her finger. "What do you want to know?"

"That depends..." Ashido planted her hands on her hips, "It depends on what information you're looking for."

Kirishima scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, "Well… I don't really know how to ask this…"

"Spit it out, Red Riot." Ashido emphasized his hero name in hopes of helping him grow a pair.

Kirishima was severely uncomfortable now, "Well, I guess I want to know if something happened to Uraraka and Bakugo." He averted his eyes, embarrassed he even had to ask.

Ashido fought back a smirk, "Sorry, but mum's the word on that one. Try another time." She waved and began to close the distance between her and bath house. "Unless you've got an even better piece of gossip for me in exchange, of course."

Kirishima folded his arms, his eyebrows furrowed, "Like what?"

Ashido shrugged, "If you can't think of something off the bat, then I guess you have nothing of my caliber."

Kirishima was frustrated now, "Can't I just owe you?" He squeezed his biceps in his folded arms, "Ashido, I need to know. Bakugo is acting really strange."

Her ears perked, "Strange how?" She stopped and turned back to him.

"I don't know!" Kirishima shrugged. "That guy doesn't tell me anything."

Ashido smirked, "Yet you know him better than the rest of us combined." She walked back toward him, "I'll tell you what," She lifted a threatening finger, "I'm going to take you up on that 'I owe you' offer and tell you what you want to know. However, if you so much as breathe a word of this to anybody, I will convince Bakugo to kill you for real."

Kirishima grinned, displaying his fangs, "Hell yeah, you're the best!"

"I'm serious!" Ashido touted again with a serious tone. "Uraraka is very upset and the last thing I want to do is make it worse. She's a nice girl and she deserves better."

Kirishima wrinkled his nose, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Ashido sighed, "I swear, you boys are as dumb as rocks when it comes to anything but video games and sports." She exhaled again and leaned up to his ear. "Okay, you seriously can't tell anybody, but apparently Bakugo and Uraraka had a 'moment' when they were sparring earlier." She took a breath before continuing, "Bakugo fell on her and Uraraka says that both of them are super freaked out now."

Kirishima blinked when Ashido leaned away from him to display a smug look. "That's it? That's nothing."

Ashido gasped, "That is not nothing!"

Kirishima shrugged, already regretting his deal with her. "Bakugo doesn't care about that stuff. I doubt he's thought about it since. He's just not like that."

Ashido closed her eyes and shook her head. "Well duh," She rested her forehead on her fingertips, "This gossip is about Uraraka, dummy. She's all freaked out about it and she thinks Bakugo is too. Obviously, she feels super awkward about it and clearly, Bakugo isn't going to care. You and I both know that, but she doesn't. So pretty much, Uraraka feels cornered right now."

Kirishima was having a hard time following. How do girls so easily interpret stuff and then bend it to their own opinions? "Nevermind. Thanks anyway, Ashido." He waved her off and shuffled back over to Kaminari and Sero.

"You owe me!" She called over her shoulder as she went her separate way.

…

Uraraka had been trying to take a nap for an hour now but could not seem to calm her mind enough. This thing with Bakugo was weighing her down substantially. Maybe she should just confront him and get it dealt with. Better now than never, right? He's still held to their bargain from yesterday, so she could force him to talk. Yes, it seemed like a good idea.

She crawled out of her bunk and slipped her shoes back on. When she stepped out of the cabin, she found that it was already mid-afternoon. Days off sure go by quick. She gathered up what pride she had and marched across the camp. She'll be damned if she doesn't take care of this now.

She stormed into the clearing to find Bakugo lounging in the shade, his wrist covering his eyes. When he heard her approach, he looked up sharply. Once he saw who his visitor was, he inwardly groaned and dumped his head back in the grass and recovered his eyes. "What do you want, round-face?"

She balled her fists, "To talk."

He hissed through his clenched teeth, "No way."

"Yes way," She retorted, tucking her chin up proudly. "Don't go back on our agreement now, Bakugo."

Her audacity never failed to grate his nerves. "What the fuck is there to talk about?" He didn't budge from his position but felt her footsteps coming closer to him. When she plopped down in the grass a few feet away from him, he finally peered out from behind his wrist.

She crossed her arms and her face was twisted with serious attitude, "You know what."

He rolled his eyes, but it was guarded from her view. "For fuck's sake, just forget about it. It's not hard."

She blinked, surprised she didn't have to fight him on the topic. "I thought you would say that, but-"

"No." Bakugo cut her off, "There are no but's." He finally sat up, his expression was completely unamused. "You fuckin' tripped me and that's the end of it."

She opened her mouth to reply, but couldn't find the words to do so.

Bakugo let silence hang over them for a few more seconds before he laid back again, "Can't I just be left alone for one damn day?"

It was now Uraraka's turn to be unamused, "You are such a piece of work."

The blonde scoffed at her half-hearted insult. "I've heard worse."

She squeezed her balled fists, frustrated that this wasn't going anywhere. "You are impossible." She snapped before getting back to her feet, "I don't even know why I came out here if you're going to be so… impossible!"

Bakugo removed the wrist from his eyes once more to stare up at her, "What the fuck do you want?"

"To be your friend," Uraraka emphasized. "Just for one stupid day but you can't even manage that."

"Whatever," Bakugo uttered and listened as she stormed away. 'I'm the piece of work? Ha! Try dealing with you.'

Author's Note:

Lol this chapter took all day to write and I feel like it's missing something... Anyway, the next few chapter should be much easier to write so stay tuned, my friends!

I know this update is a few hours late again, but I was spending so much time trying to fix this chapter to fit how I wanted that I sort of got ahead of myself.

Thanks for reading and please let me know what you think!

~NumberSixteen