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"Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don't always like."

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The days that followed flowed together, and though only filled with what most would see as simple pleasures, Kirishima couldn't have been happier.

Her blonde companions' irritated yell caught her attention, and she spotted a pair of increasingly familiar figures hanging close by with an impish aura about them.

Bakugou's guild was always entertaining, and she often ended up caught up in their antics, significantly more so since she had met Kaminari and Sero. Though she had only known them for a short time, she had already formed a kinship with the two, easily fitting into their little group. To her surprise, they formed their own little gang, with Bakugou acting as their centre; that was the main reason she had gotten acquainted with them so quickly.

The two men in question suddenly popped up in front of her, and the redhead felt amusement bubble up in her chest as she soon found herself being dragged along for the ride.

"Kirishima, you want to do it too, right?" Kaminari prompted her with a seemingly innocent smile as he pushed her towards Bakugou.

"Eh?" The redhead looked at Sero, who was sporting a less-than-innocent grin to match his companion. Maybe she should have been listening instead of daydreaming because whatever they had been talking about had gone right over her head.

"We were just talking about 'that', you remember righhhhhht?" Kirishima raised an eyebrow as an oddly shaped elbow nudged her in the side, and she saw him mouth the words 'play along'.

"O-oh yeah, 'that'." Kirishima grinned skittishly at the blonde, who was obviously unconvinced.

"I mean, of course, she's interested in Bakugou; it's like a tradition, a right of passage." Kaminari did a small pose as if he were making an inspirational speech. "We've all done it."

Sero quickly whispered in her ear, "It's a guild raid; we send a letter of challenge to another guild, and the winner claims territory; it's like a guild-wide brawl."

Kirishima felt a wave of excitement; that would mean she would get the chance to see Bakugou fight again, even fight side by side with him. Of course, she wanted to do that! She shot the two a wide grin of thanks before turning to Bakugou.

"Can we?" Kirishima bounded up to the blonde with a grin, once again forgoing personal space.

Bakugou barely caught himself from taking a step back when she got close to his face, making a slight tinge over his nose, thankfully only noticeable to someone with proximity as close as the redhead had been. Catching himself, he pushed past her and the moron duo before raising his voice.

"Guild raid. Send the challenge, Deku." He was only doing it because he didn't want the other guilds to think they had gotten weaker because of their silence, not because of the redhead.

Bakugou had been hoping to train the redhead a little more before doing something like this, which is why he was initially putting it off. It looks like what he taught her was going to have to be enough. If worse came to worse, she could just transform into her draconian form, though the aftermath would be a serious pain in the ass.

Damn it all to hell.

"Finally a guild raid; I've been meaning to get my name out there; the ladies were forgetting my name." Kaminari puffed his chest, and excited chatter passed over the guildhall.

Amongst the chatter, Bakugou wandered over to the bar with a sigh, unfortunately next to a certain purple-haired man.

"Men truly are weak to the will of women." The small purple being was nodding to himself before he caught Bakugou's eye and grinned strangely. "Hey, Bakugou, who knew you were such a sly dog-ack!?"

{-insert-blast-to-the-face-here-}

Mineta toppled off his chair with a shriek as the blonde sent a short but powerful explosion in his direction.

"Don't start with me, Grap-Turd, or I'll blast you."

"You already blasted me!"

From across the hall, Kaminari and Sero were laughing their asses off to the point of having to lean against each other for support. They were quick to scurry away when they made eye contact with Bakugou, knowing that they would receive the same treatment without a thought.

Bakugou continued to glare at them as they tripped over themselves before his eyes found the draconian woman. Things had certainly been more interesting around the guild since she had officially joined their ranks. Kirishima fit in well, almost instantly. As a matter of fact, for someone with little knowledge about their race, she navigated well.

He wondered if she could feel his gaze or if she had just decided at that moment to seek him out because soon she was grinning at him again. Infuriating creature. The redhead always had such a presence, and he could have sworn all eyes followed her naturally, but for some reason that was pissing him off.

Bakugou jerked his head at the now empty stool beside him, and wordlessly, she caught the hint. He also wondered when she had begun to be able to read him so well.

"Bakugou, look what Momo made me!" Kirishima proudly stretched her arms out as she smiled so wide that he was convinced her face must have been hurting. The redhead was now sporting a white Renaissance shirt and laced brown leather pants, all in excellent taste.

Bakugou did a quick sweep with his eyes, appreciating the craftsmanship (and the woman wearing it) before giving her a slight tilt of the chin in approval, and if possible, she glowed even brighter than before.

Bakugou did a quick sweep with his eyes, appreciating the craftsmanship (and the woman wearing it) before giving her a slight tilt of the chin in approval, and if possible, she glowed even brighter than before.

As always, Momo hits the mark. Though that was to be expected, that woman's work was always impeccable, and thanks to her magic, flawless. Her craft was rare and always irreplaceable, from anything as simple as day-to-day needs to skilled levels of combat. Though, for some reason, he couldn't help but appreciate her craft a little more at that moment.

Kirishima pushed the stool closer to the bar and to the blonde, of course, as a bonus, before parking herself upon it, leaning on the bar with her chin propped on her hand.

"I'm going to kill those fucking morons for telling you about guild raids." The blonde swept the hall with his eyes and found the two in question had made themselves scarce, saying, "Playing along with those morons will get you killed."

"Ah, you figured it out, huh?" Kirishima scratched her cheek as she began to feel a sweat coming on.

"They couldn't keep a damn thing to themselves if their lives depended on it." Bakugou took a long swig of the sour-smelling liquid that the barkeep had placed in front of him, and Kirishima wrinkled her nose at him.

"Why do you drink that? It looks like pee and it smells like rotten fruit." The redhead grimaced as he finished the tankard, raising an eyebrow at her. Bakugou stopped himself from asking a dumb question before hailing the barkeep for another two rounds, the frothing tankards landing in front of them soon after.

Kirishima watched as the blonde took one and pushed the second towards her, the yellow liquid sloshing haphazardly in its confines before settling. The redhead watched in fascination as he took another mouthful before facing her own.

Kirishima looked at the beverage with determination; no matter how bad it smelled, if Bakugou could do it, then so could she!

Oh, what a mistake that was.

Bakugou felt his eye twitch as he felt the scarlet-haired woman's cheek rub on his shoulder, the giggling mess attached to it barely staying on her stool as she leant further into him.

"You always smell burnt Baka-gouuuuu," Kirishima slurred as she tried to stand up, quickly finding the floor and rolling onto her back with another fit of giggles.

He had no one to blame but himself, meaning there was no one to get pissed off at and he was going to have to be the one to take responsibility. This was going to be a long night.

"Baka-gouuuu carry me!"

A very long night.

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