Ashes of Love and War - TodoMomo

||Chapter 5 ~ Part 2||

Shouto turned back to stare angrily at Bakugou. He could feel pulsing rage inside of him, and then his shoulders sank. He looked down at the ground.

"Kaminari shot me," he said softly, suddenly feeling drained. He dropped his hand from Endeavor. "I don't think it's anything to worry about. It's just a kissing spell."

Bakugou was silent for a moment. "You dense motherfucker," Bakugou finally bit out. "If it involves the gods, it's never just a simple spell."

Shouto didn't answer. He stood there frozen. Somehow a part of him had assumed if he ignored Kaminari, everything would be normal. He was strong.

Bakugou sighed and pushed back his blonde hair. "I'm sending you home."

Shouto's gaze jerked back to the Prince. He couldn't have been more stunned if the Prince had just slapped him. "What?"

"You heard me. I'm sending your fucking ass back early. That cock sucking Deku can deal with you."

"I'm one of your top fighters," Shouto hissed.

Bakugou cut him off. "And you can't control it."

"I can."

"Can you?"

Shouto looked away. "I'll learn."

Bakugou snorted. "That ain't good enough, Half n' Half. I have hundreds of men to feed and bring back to Sparta safely. I don't have fucking time to deal with you and whatever this is," he said, pointing at Shouto's chest.

Shouto glared at Bakugou and swatted his hand away. "I'm strong. I won't be defeated by some weak god's curse," he retorted, his hands balled into tight fists at his sides.

"Fuck, Half n' Half! It ain't about being strong or weak." Bakugou scowled. "Fact is you are a danger to my men and me. Until you learn what the fuck sets you off or you get off, I want you gone." Bakugou turned, his red cape billowing behind him as he walked away. "The ship leaves in two days, and I want your fucking ass on it. Until then, stay out of the way. I'll send Kirishima or that round face you saved to bring you food."

Shouto didn't move. His knuckles turned white as he shook with barely suppressed rage, watching fitfully as the Prince disappeared.

He didn't understand how it had turned out this way. He was strong. If he was under a spell, he would have known.

"Fuck!" Shouto turned and slammed his fist into a wall. He felt his knuckles split at the impact as the wall gave way under his fist, leaving a hole.

It wasn't enough. He wanted to fight. He wanted to feel his blood pump and be able to forget about all of this.

But he couldn't. The war was over, there was no one left to fight. Still, the fury boiled within him like an overflowing pot.

Shouto grit his teeth, his body trembling with rage.

He heard the creaking sound of a door opening down the street and lifted his head slightly to see Yaoyorozu standing in the doorway. She looked at him, her face hesitant. Shouto straightened. He didn't want to worry her.

He paused at the thought. His eyes widened. If he hadn't been paying attention, if he hadn't felt such overwhelming fury, he would have missed the slight shifting of his mood.

Shouto's stomach twisted painfully. Even his emotions weren't his anymore, he realized. It was as Bakugou had said.

It made him sick. The gods had even taken away Shouto's ability to control his own emotions. It made him feel like a puppet. A toy. And he had never had as much anger towards the gods as at that moment.

Shouto clenched his eyes shut and breathed in a trembling breath to steady himself. He was stronger than this. He'd figure out a way to beat Kaminari.

Slowly, Shouto unclenched his hands and walked towards her. He'd win, he'd break Kaminari's curse. He would.

The strong live, and he was strong.