AN: This chapter contains an excerpt from a book that is not mine. I do not own the words or the characters. The book is titled Sweet Persuasion by Maya Banks.


Uraraka sat quietly on the table portion of the table bench near the 1-A classroom as she waited for her friends to finish their exams. She leaned back onto her hands and slightly stretched her legs in front of her. She closed her eyes as she turned her head up towards the sun, letting the heat of midday caress her. It was surprisingly warm for the end of December.

She had been the first to finish their final exam and had been dismissed by the proctor. Uraraka was positive that she probably should have used the extra time to review but her brain was fried and she didn't want to second guess her initial answers.

Uraraka turned her face towards the classroom door. She probably had a couple of minutes before the rest of her class joined her outside. If she had to guess, Todoroki or Momo-chan would be the next ones out.

Uraraka began worrying at her lip, a bad habit she couldn't seem to shake whenever she was trying to make a decision.

No one would know.

She was close to finishing the book that she still couldn't seem to shake from her conscious (and subconscious) mind. Uraraka was positive that once she was done with it she'd be able to return to normal. Thoughts of sex slaves and blow jobs would be left behind with the last turn of the page.

Plus, I'd be able to hear anyone coming out of the classroom so I'll have time to put it away quickly before anyone can even notice I was reading.

Not giving herself time to chicken out, she reached deep into her school bag and brought out the small, tan-covered, book that had consumed her over the last couple of weeks.

She gave one last quick glance at the classroom door, before shimmying down to the bench part of the table bench, crossing her legs, and opening the book.

Faith's eyes glimmered with amusement.

"Micah informs me that men go crazy for a submissive women."

"Ah shit, not him too," Julie groaned,

"Good lord, woman. So you let him and Gray both have their wicked way with you?

What did you do, let them tie you up and fuck your brains out?"

Faith pretended interest in her fingernails and cast Julie a sidelong glance.

"Pretty much."

"You are such an evil whore," Julie muttered...

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU FINISH SO FAST!"

Uraraka jumped a good foot off the bench, yelping like a dog who just got its tail stepped on, chucking the book in the direction of the sudden noise as a way to defend herself from the impending attack.

"AHHH!" She exclaimed, landing back on the bench, eyes scanning her immediate surroundings in an attempt to locate the source of the screaming.

"Bakugo! What the -" She started, her heart beating a million miles per second.

"CALM THE FUCK DOWN AND ANSWER ME!" He shouted at her again.

Uraraka's initial shock quickly morphed into annoyance.

"Are you really telling me to calm the fuck down?" Uraraka huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest. "That's rich."

"Oi, don't cuss. It's weird as shit." He glared at her, "And answer me. You were the first one done. How?"

"I can cuss if I want to, Bakugo." She sighed. "And also why does it matter to you?" Uraraka got up from the bench to stand directly in front of him.

"I will be the number 1 hero!" He barked.

Uraraka gave him a confused look.

"And me finishing one exam before you somehow is going to stop that from happening?" She could fill the prickle of annoyance begin to grow and was about to tell him as much when she noticed it.

It appeared that in her shock from being yelled at for the most asinine of reasons she had thrown her book. More precisely, she had thrown her book at Bakugo. And there he was. Holding on to the book. The book.

Oh no!

Her body erupted into a deep blush that stretched from her forehead to her toes but she quickly tried to reign it in. After a year of being classmates with this explosive pomeranian, she knew he would exploit any weakness, perceived or otherwise. He would somehow use this to gain some sort of advantage in the situation, which by the way, Uraraka still had no idea what was actually happening.

Nonetheless, she couldn't show weakness or he'd pounce.

So she would calmly ask him to return her book.

Cool and collected.

Uraraka would channel her inner Todoroki.

Okay, Chako you got this.

"BAKUGO GIVE ME MY BOOK BAG!" She shouted way louder than intended, making herself jump at her own voice. Her face was beet red and her arms flapped around like she was trying to take off.

Cool, calm, and collected, indeed.

Bakugo smirked at her.

"Not until you tell me how." He said arrogantly.

In a panic, Uraraka began to try and wrestle the book away from him. "Ba...ku…go…give...me my...damn...book!" She huffed, unsuccessfully in her attempts to strong-arm Bakugo into returning it.

"Is this that stupid book you were reading that one time?" He said as he elegantly maneuvered his way around Uraraka's grasps.

Uraraka could feel the next five seconds of her life unravel in slow motion. Bakugo began to open the book to the last page she had earmarked. The page that had brought her so much pleasure the night before was now quickly becoming the source of all her panic.

Much like that fateful day in the kitchen, Uraraka's body moved before her brain had time to catch up. She ran as fast and as hard as she could and rammed into Bakugo, causing both of them to lose their balance and fall to the ground.

To Uraraka's dismay, Bakugo had not lost possession of the book, but at the very least she had succeeded in getting him to not actually read it.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Bakugo's booming voice came from beneath her.

That's when she became aware of the position they had landed in. Bakugo was laid out on the ground, one hand holding on to her book, extended above his head, the other hand lying at the small of her back. Both her legs were bent at the side of his but the entire upper half of her body was towering over him, she was leaning forward trying to reach the book, her breasts precariously close to Bakugo's face.

"Uhm...Uraraka-san? Kacchan?" She heard a small whisper. Both Bakugo and Uraraka's heads whipped to the right. Deku stood in front of them, his eyes darting nervously between them, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. Next to him stood Todoroki, looking unfazed except for his eyebrows which were shot so high up into his hairline it was comical. Kirishima stood on his other side with a wicked grin, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

Before she knew what was happening she felt herself falling to the ground. Bakugo had pushed her off him and gotten up as quick as a piston.

Uraraka humphed as her ass hit the cold ground.

"Not manly dude," Kirishima said as he stretched out a hand to help Uraraka up, flashing her a beaming smile in the process, his pointy teeth displayed in full force.

"Shut the fuck up shitty hair." He said grabbing his book bag from the floor.

"Is...uhm...yea...you two?...uhm…" Deku was stuttering, trying to ask his question.

"You too, nerd." Bakugo spat, "Mind your business." He swung his bag over one shoulder and turned around without saying another word. Kirishima chuckled as he handed Uraraka her bag and ran off after him.

"Want me to freeze him?" Todoroki said simply.

"A...ha...ha...uhm...no...it...this...ha...yes..nothing to worry about...it's…" Uraraka started floundering around with excuses. She could feel her face get redder than it was previously.

By the time she managed to calm down, Kirishima and Bakugo were already gone.

"Uraraka-san, what was...are you okay?" Deku asked her, his eyes showcasing sincere worry, "I know Kacchan can be…" He trailed, trying to find the right word.

"An ass." Todoroki chimed in.

"Aggressive?" She heard Tsu's voice chime in as she approached the group.

"Are we speaking about the appropriate words one can use to describe Bakugo-kun?" Iida interceded, a couple of feet behind Tsu.

Tsu and Todoroki nodded.

"Ah, yes, very well. I will assist." Iida said as he pushed up his glasses. "Loud."

Uraraka smiled at her friends.

"Difficult." Deku finally settled on a word.

"That's an understatement." Todoroki drawled.

Uraraka laughed.

"It's okay you guys. It's fine. We just had a little misunderstanding but nothing to be worried about." She tried to play it off but her cheeks were still a deep tinge of red.

Deku gave her one final concerned look and then took a deep breath.

"Okay, if you say so, I believe you."

The group of friends began to walk back towards the dorms, idly chatting about the exam. They entered the common room and lounged as they waited for their classmates. Momo, Mina, and Sero showed up a couple of minutes later, closely followed by Jiro and a very defeated-looking Kaminari.

The electric-quirk user slumped into the seat next to Uraraka and sighed heavily.

"You can say that again." She responded, giving him a friendly pat on his shoulder.

As the rest of the class slowly walked in, the common room became increasingly alive. Despite how exhausted everyone looked, it felt nice to be all together with the worry and stress of their last semester and exams behind them. The conversation quickly turned toward tomorrow's dance. The girls had migrated towards the dinner table, while the boys laid out across the living room floor.

Uraraka heard the ding of the elevator and turned in its direction. She saw Kirishima come out by himself, looking very pleased.

As he approached the group of boys, he turned towards the girls and his eyes quickly fell onto Uraraka, giving her a sly smirk. It was so fast Uraraka was positive she had imagined it. She quickly turned back towards the girls and tried to focus on the conversation. They were agreeing on a time to start getting ready in the girls' bathroom tomorrow.

Uraraka tried to contribute but she could feel the tiredness of the last two weeks hit her like a truck. Kirishima's smirk (if it had even existed) had left her feeling a little jumpy. Plus, her mind kept replaying her little incident with Bakugo over and over again. Oh God! The thought of having had her boobs so close to his face made her want to go hide under a rock until graduation.

Using her tiredness and need for beauty sleep before tomorrow's big dance, Uraraka excused herself and headed to her room.

Once inside the comfort of her space, Uraraka closed the door behind her and began stripping out of her uniform, throwing herself onto her bed and taking a deep breath.

Finally! Exams were done!

She was pretty sure she hadn't done horribly. Maybe not top 3 scores, but enough to pass. The thought of no longer having to pull all-nighters studying in the common room anytime soon, made her feel like she could finally relax.

No responsibilities for the next two weeks!

"Mmmm." She let out a content sigh as she stretched, turning on her bed to lie face up.

She turned to the clock. It was still a little too early to go to sleep, and she didn't want to risk napping only to wake up at 2 in the morning full of energy.

I know! I'll read a bit, shower, and then go to sleep. She thought to herself happily.

Uraraka got out of bed and walked towards her school bag which she had dropped next to the entrance of her room. She began to rummage through it but she couldn't find her book.

Panic shot through her body.

No way!

Uraraka dumped all the contents of her bag on the bed and quickly began pushing papers and textbooks from side to side but the tan-covered book was nowhere to be found.

No. Uraraka could feel her heart down in her stomach and pounding in her ears at the same time. This cannot be happening!

Uraraka thought back to the last time she had the book and a new wave of dread washed over her.

Did…

She had been so embarrassed by the position her friends had caught them in that thoughts of her book had all but disappeared.

Oh no!

Uraraka sat down next to her stuff.

The realization of what must have happened made her want to crawl under her bed and hide forever.

Because how? How was she supposed to come back from the fact that Bakugo Katsuki was currently in possession of her secret little book?!

Fuck.