Hes mine (Discontinued)

Chapter 7

When we entered the classroom, everyone immediately quieted and looked at us.

I got worried, and I only got more worried when Todoroki-kun stood up and walked over to us.

"Er... I apologize for thinking you were worse than you are, Bakugou... Don't get me wrong; I still think you're a terrible person, and I plan to take Midoriya away from you, but..." he held out his hand, "I admit that I was a little wrong about you..."

Kacchan looked at Todoroki-kun's hand, and then back at his face. He stared for a few seconds. He was contemplating. Eventually, he sneered at Todoroki-kun and shook his hand. I breathed a sigh of relief, glad there wasn't yet another cat fight between the two of them...

"I, uh... joined an organization last night. A lot of the rest of the class did, too... Anti-Slave Brainwashing Organization, ASBO for short. I'm not sure if that was the same organization that you...?"

"It is," Kacchan affirmed before Todoroki-kun finished his clarifying question. "There aren't really any other organizations that do the same thing; everyone just joins that one. Thanks."

"... It's only natural. The way they're treating Quirkless is... wrong."

"Yeah," Kacchan scoffed, "They should spend more time cooking and sewing and shit. Right, Deku?" he looked at me, "You got, what, a year of one cooking class and a semester of sewing?"

I nodded, "Sewing, and other stuff like it... One hour each day for a semester for that class and one hour each day for a year of cooking... Then there were two yearly classes for chores... You could've taken those in the same year to make two hours in one year or in different years to make one hour in two years. There were two hours of Society Class each year. There was Lecture Hour each year, too... There was an hour of dancing each year, too..." I looked down at that.

Dancing was a real force to be reckoned with... Lots of the kids got numerous detentions for refusing to participate in some of the 'dances...' I myself got punished for trying to refuse, but when they threatened me with detention (which I had heard was a nightmare worse than normal school, not to mention having to stay another hour in the school in the first place), I stayed silent and did as I was instructed.

I shuddered as I thought of it.

"Ulgh," Kacchan stuck his tongue out at that, "That shit? They made you do that yearly?"

Just like with my graduation, my mom, Kacchan's mom, and Kacchan himself (dragged my his mom) had gone to the first dance show that terrible school sported... Everyone was told not to go by sane people (although the teachers and insane people encouraged it), but no one would dare say why it was such a horror. I myself, like many of my classmates, had begged my mom not to go, but when my mother asked why, all I could do was stare at the floor and stutter.

After that first time after the first quarter... my mom, Auntie Mitsuki, and Kacchan never went to another dance show... I never asked them to either, even though it was always only that first one that was wretchedly unbearable like that... I think it was an attempt to see just how submissive everyone was at that point. The first quarter always had a dance show like that...

The other dance shows were not nearly as bad. The second dance show was a partner dance. The third dance show was always the best, a nice, comfortable dance that I could be proud of learning. Then the fourth dance show was bad but bearable. Like the first dance show being toned down. Almost like if a prostitute was high at work for the first show, and then sober for the fourth. I didn't like doing either.

Either way, the dance shows often resulted in the Quirkless that weren't already in someone's sights being spotted by someone who would take them. Luckily, anyone who wanted me never got a chance to get me because Kacchan already had his sights on me... He claimed me on my sixteenth birthday, as soon as he could. (He actually made me stay over night that day.)