Dumbass || Bakugo Katsuki ||✔

chapter 5

Today we were placed into teams of two. Which I obviously didn't like because I was teamed up with the person hardest to work with.

Katsuki Bakugo... AKA the gremlin.

It was now lunchtime and a pair of eyes burnt into my soul as always. I wanted to tell myself that it wasn't Tsuyu but it was. Every time I looked towards her way, she was glowering at me, the way her body and eyes didn't move haunted me.

She was sat with Midoriya, Iida, Todoroki and Ochaco. Their table was far from where I was so I have no idea how her eyes met mine so fast when so many people and chairs could block her view.

I spun back after hearing Kirishima call my name. "Karasu." He repeated, I nodded with a hum. He asked why I wasn't eating. To make him less worried, I picked up my fork and stabbed into the cake, feeling my stomach twist.

Auras tell me everything but hers was just a dark shade of green. Which meant she was good... but the darkness meant something was off.

Mineta joined us for lunch today, probably because Denki was with us. He was right next to me with Jirou on my left.

I felt a soft nudge on my stomach from him.
"We told him pink yoghurt doesn't contain milk," Denki whispered. My gaze averted to Mineta who was saying some weird crap to Mina all while his lips were covered with it.

"And- and- he's lactose intolerant." Jirou barely contained herself, small but hard huffs leaving her mouth after every word as she attempted to suppress her laughter.

My jaw unknowingly dropped. I thought these guys were friends. They have weird ways of showing love to each other.

Two outcomes could from this. One, where he farts or gets a stomach ache. Two, he sharts his pants...

And by the looks of it, this guy often sharts himself.

I ignored the two dorks clenching onto their stomachs hysterically and averted my attention to Bakugo, he was ignoring everything Kirishima and Sero were talking about, glaring into space. He's mad at everything, his eyebrows are always pointed downwards and refuses to listen to anyone but himself.

How am I supposed to train with you?

Nothing could be done, all I can do is hope that he listens and gives advice too. The whole point of training is that both sides learn and I felt like he'd assume only I need to learn.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I got a message from Shinsou, I smiled and told Jirou and Denki that I'd see them in class. For the rest of lunchtime, I spent it with Shinsou, we both ranted about the hero society and how unfair it was. It was something that kept him awake at night. So far only he's said some brutally true things about it all.

From his point of view, the quirks are all people cared about, it wasn't the person or the qualities, just how flashy they were. To be honest, quirkless people are so oppressed, it hurt my heart to hear about them. I heard a lot of them kill themselves.

I wanted to see him after school to continue the conversation but I had to train with the hothead gremlin. Only wishing for the best. Shinsou was at home probably having the time of his life while I had to suffer from anxiety.

Last lesson, chemistry. I was understanding everything and actually had fun. Ever since I grew up with Fullmetal Alchemist, I studied chemistry earlier than everyone else at school.

JuSt fOr ALpHoNsE-

"Sir I need the toilet!" Mineta said in the midst of the pop quiz. I could hear the twisting and churns erupting from his small belly and for the first time today, I was holding my breath in fear. From the seats in front of me, I could see Denki and Jirou smirk at each other with mischief glinting in their eyes.

Psychopaths.

I didn't even get to ask why they did it. But then again, they probably did it to laugh. Not a very funny joke but I guess it is funny to see someone embarrass themselves.

"You should have gone to the bathroom during break." The teacher said, glaring at Mineta who only desperately winced every second, clenching onto his screeching stomach.

"Please!"

"For the last time"- a wet farting noise that lasted eight seconds sent the whole class shrieking in horror. The entire class swarmed the corner of the room, taking shelter from the short grape kid.

It didn't even take two seconds for the smell to spread everywhere. Just like everyone else, I desperately stumbled out of my seat and plugged my nose, hysterically laughing with everyone. Apart from Todoroki, Iida, Midoriya and Bakugo. The four seemed unimpressed. In fact, it was the first time I've seen Midoriya so disgusted before.

The teacher was bending down, gagging with veins popping out of his red neck, only making us laugh harder and gasp for air.

Iida and Momo moved to fully open the windows while we all fell to the floor with our stomachs aching from laughter. "You guys are horrible but that was funny." I wiped a tear from my eye. I've never heard a shart so wet before. But who would even fall for that? Of course, yoghurt contained milk.

"It was all Jirou's idea," Denki added. Jirou nodded. "He had the audacity to touch my bum and say it was an accident."

So revenge powered all of this?

Who cares it's not my job to judge, plus it made my day a thousand times better.

For a good forty minutes, I forgot about training and genuinely had fun for the rest of chemistry. The teacher just put on Bill Nye and left the classroom to get an air freshener. Momo and I were discussing the seven deadly sins of FMA and who our favourites were. It was a shock to find out she liked Envy too.

Kirishima, Sero, Mina, Jirou and Denki were praising the two who planned the whole shart prank. Mineta was sent to the nurse's office to get new pants and would be sent away to change and clean himself.

Meanwhile, the person on my right side, mumbled to himself, his voice forever engraved into my mind from the amount he spoke.

Bakugou was out of his seat, hanging his arm over the windows. Guess he could still smell the shart. Somewhat calm as he huffed in the fresh air. I chuckled to myself, accepting what was to come.

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At last, the time had come and I got prepared in my room, eyeing my outfit. For the training, I dressed in black shorts and an oversized white T shirt. Bakugou was in his usual tank top and sweatpants.

We hadn't spoken to each other once until we got into our fighting stances in the secluded forest.

His deep harsh voice echoed within the open space, a flock of birds flapping away from the branches as if they were avoiding real danger.

"Come at me."

Authors note: deadass was thinking of making this like that scene in HXH where Hisoka had an orgasm because of Gon.

Oh GoOoOooOOn 😩