I wake up with a groan. I didn't sleep well last night. I was up late thinking. Half of the time I was thinking about stupid Deku and having to talk to him today. The other half was spent daydreaming about Shitty Hair.
Thoughts of Deku would get me riled up and mad. Then thoughts of Shitty Hair would get me flustered and confused. Between the two, it left little time to get any good rest.
I was able to make some decisions. For Deku, I'm going to catch him before class and try to ask him nicely if I can come to his room after dinner to talk. That way, we'll both be a little calmer at the end of the day.
For Shitty Hair, I've decided to do the worst thing possible. I'm going to ask Mina for advice. First to see if she thinks that he might feel the same way. And second, on how best to confess my feelings to him. Even if he doesn't like me back, because of the quirk, I have to tell him. The how depends on whether she thinks he returns those feelings. It's going to be a long fucking two days.
Once I'm ready, I start waking to class. I recognize some fast footsteps coming up from behind me and brace myself for impact.
"Carry me!" I hear Mina cry out as she jumps on my back. She wraps her arms around my neck and I grab her legs so she doesn't fall off.
"Just the person I was looking for." I say over my shoulder. "I'm needing some advice from you."
"From me!" She squeals.
"Shhhhh!" I hush her. "This isn't something I want to broadcast to the world. I need to ask you something and depending on what you think, I want you to help me with one of my confessions."
I could feel her squirm around a little and then lean in closer to my ear. "Ok, nobody's around right now." She whispered. "What's up?"
"Alright," I start. "Before I say this, please remember, your mouth is by my ear, this is a secret, and we are out in public." I pause, turn my head slightly towards her, and then say, very quickly and quietly. "DoyouthinkShittyHairlikesme?"
She immediately pushes herself off my back and starts jumping up and down. "Oh my goodness, oh my goodness!"
"Would you keep it down." I whisper shout at her. "You know, secret, as in don't attract attention to us!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just got so excited." She says as she slips her arm though mine and proceeds to walk with me to class. "My baby Kiri is definitely crushing on you. I mean he hasn't said so out loud to me, but I can tell."
"What? Are you sure?" I ask in disbelief.
"The way he talks about you?" She states. "Bakugo is so strong, Bakugo is so talented. Bakugo is the manliest person I know. Plus, I'm pretty sure I've caught him staring at you a few times." She grins up at me. "If he doesn't like you, I'll kiss Mineta."
We both start laughing at that. Her with a full on laugh, me with a slight chuckle.
"Don't do anything that drastic." I say. "But seriously, I will meet you before dinner so you can help me come up with what to do to confess to Shirty Hair. Do you really think he likes me?"
Mina looks up at me, "How about if I try to get it out of him some time today? Would that make you feel better?"
"Maybe...a little...ugh!" I put my face in my hands. "Why do feelings have to be so fucking difficult?"
"Ok, just leave that part to me." She says as she winks at me. "As for Saturday, have any ideas yet?"
"Not really." I stuff my hands in my pockets as we're almost to class. "I already told him I want to hang out with just him on Saturday, but I haven't given him a time or told him what we're going to do yet."
She starts to walk away from me to go into the classroom. "That just means I get to be cre-a-tive." Her sing song voice carries back to me.
What have I gotten myself into. I shake my head and walk into class.
I glance around to see who's already here. I left early so there's only a few other people already in here. One of them just happens to be Deku. Well, it's now or never. I walk over to my desk.
"Oi Deku." I say as I take my seat.
"Y-yes, Kacchan." He replies as he looks up at me.
"You busy after dinner tonight?" I glance in his direction trying not to scrowl.
"Um, no, not really." He looks back with questioning eyes. "Did you need something?"
"I'm coming to your dorm to talk." I turn back around in my seat. So much for asking him nicely. This is already embarrassing. I don't need to give him the satisfaction of seeing me squirm any more.
"Oh, ok Kacchan." He then starts to mumble under his breath. "I bet this is about that quirk he was hit with. His hair is green right now. It had been turning all different colors, but now I've only been seeing it turn either green or red. That would be for me and Kirishima. So that means that he only has two more people to talk about his feelings with. I wonder why he hasn't told Kirishima yet, they are best fri-"
"Oi, shut up, ya dam nerd! Quit mumbling about me and my fucking feelings!" I practically roar over my shoulder.
"S-sorry Kacchan." He mutters. But then he finally stops talking.
Just then Shitty Hair walks in with Denki and Hanta right behind him. He immediately looks in my direction. When he sees me his face lights up with his toothy shark grin.
"Hey Bakubro!" He calls out. "You got here early this morning."
"Yeah. Had to talk with Deku about meeting tonight after supper." I can't stop staring at him. I just keep thinking things like, does he like me? I mean how could he? I'm an asshole all the time. Hell, I used to be a bully. There's no way that fucking ray of sunshine would ever like me. And even if he did, which he probably doesn't, do I deserve him.
"Bakugo?" He is now right in front of my face.
"Fucking hell!" I yelp as I pull back from him.
"Sorry man." He says as he straightens back up. "Um, ya kinda spaced out there for a minute." His face looks a little bit red and he has his arm up with his hand behind his neck again. He usually only does that when he nervous.
Wait, do I make him nervous?
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Emotional Rainbow
FanfictionBakugo is hit by a quirk that has an interesting side effect. His hair changes colors around people who he knows and has any type of feeling towards, good or bad. He has to learn to express these feelings or face the possibility of losing his abilit...