Bellyache (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 2

His mother could always tell when exactly his heat would end. It was weird. But as she had told the school he had two days off. It was now Wednesday.

Bakugou had somehow managed to survive for five days. Almost. He had thrown up a couple times, probably due to his frequent changing temperatures. It was five days of hell.

He grumbled tiredly as he slowly slipped on his school clothes, and making sure to put on enough cologne since the lingering scents of his post-heat still remained even after a shower. Bakugou couldn't risk being found out by anyone - not even his teacher.

Without even the thought of having breakfast, Bakugou left for school. His legs were killing him, he felt as though they were going to give in on him. Although, he was still able to get to school before almost everyone else like every other day. Iida was the only exception who, to Bakugou's knowledge, arrived two hours early. For some reason Bakugou wasn't able to get his head around. It was bizarre.

Undoubtedly so.

"Are you feeling better now Bakugou?", Iida asked as Bakugou grumbled into the classroom to which the blonde nodded and slumped into his chair.

It was silent for another ten minutes before people started to walk in but by that point Bakugou was fast asleep. His arms were pillows for his head which was at least more comfortable than a solid desk.

Most of the class were hushed by Iida as they came in, they were confused until Iida pointed to the sleeping Bakugou. They awed as they sat in their seats but continued their conversations in a light whisper. It was odd for an extremely loud class of misfits.

He hadn't once been disturbed until he heard someone take a picture of him. The click sounded right in front of his face. His eyes snapped up to Midoriya's panicked face, "The hell Deku?!"

"Ah Kacchan- Hi! Good morning--are you feeling better?", Midoriya smiled awkwardly hiding his phone behind his back. He was either dead or, well, dead.

"Did you fucking take a picture of me nerd?!", Bakugou yelled alerting the class very suddenly. Though he refused to stand up to attack Midoriya, he still attempted to lean forward to hit him.

"N- for my mother! She wanted a picture of you- she's only got pictures of you from when you were five-", Midoriya laughed gingerly. Bakugou rolled his eyes at his excuse and left it at that, he was too tired. The class was oddly surprised, though didn't question it any further. Everyone had their days.

As the door opened they all immediately sat down, fully aware of who was going to appear from the other side. Their homeroom teacher, Aizawa. He looked as unbothered as always. Though the control he had over the class was no mistake, no one knew what his second gender was but to them it didn't matter. Most assumed, it was seen as rude to ask to someone older than you, so assuming was the best option. Some betted - it was common for Omega teachers to get pregnant. Summer was often the peak of pregnancy in Beta females and Omegas so they betted. Majority voted on Alpha though.

"Good morning.", Aizawa grumbled, "Before anything else happens, I'd like to announce that you'll be going on a training camp."

Most of the class cheered. Summer was the best time for training camps.

"With Class 2-B.", the cheering died down ever so slightly. Not everyone were on friendly terms with others in the class.

"It will be next week so make sure your parents sign the letter I'm giving out to you.", Aizawa placed a piece of paper to everyone in the class. Bakugou read it over and over again, it was for a whole week. They left on the Sunday and came back on the following Saturday, "Anyone who starts their heat or rut in the next week see me at the end."