Blonde Is Better } a bakukami fanfic

meet the team

Third person POV;

There they were. The possible teammates for a rescue mission.
Bakugo was sat at a round table with Mirko, All Might, Present Mic, Aizawa, Todoroki and various other 'extras'.

Nobody dared say a word, in fear of suffering unknown consequences. The room was dead silent, where even the slightest of noise erupted like an explosion. A sudden cough caused everybody to jump. Aizawa stood up, signalling for everyone to give their full attention.

"Alright, everyone. You have been chosen for an important rescue mission. Some people, like Endeavour and Hawks, refused to help. So don't flatter yourselves too much–" He was rudely interrupted by Mirko, who was leaning back in the chair with her legs on the table.

"I understand why Enji'd decline, cus he's a dick. But why'd Hawks? Doesn't seem like him."

Aizawa rolled his eyes. Mirko, as usual, was wearing his patience very thin.
"I don't know why, he just refused to ambush the league. Now! Back to what I was saying before I was RUDELY interrupted.." He said, emphazing the word 'rudely' as he glared at the smiling Mirko.

"We have a plan already. But for unforeseen purposes, we are obliged to discuss it with you all. We decided that–"
He was cut off again, this time by Bakugo.

"I've a question. Why the hell is Icyhot here?" He snarled, staring deep in to what was left of Shoto's soul.

"Endeavour wanted me to participate." Shoto explained. "No better way to become a successful Pro hero than saving your friend from a deadly ordeal, his words not mine."

"For Fu–" Aizawa began but was once again cut off by Present Mic.

"Shota! Calm down, man!" He whispered, well attempted to whisper.

"I'm sorry.. Would YOU like to host this meeting?" Mic shook his head. " That's what time thought. So shut up." Aizawa complained, making his words a little softer on the last part, as he didn't really mean it, that much.

Bakugo's POV;

Why are we wasting so much time? What if they kill him while we're here, talking instead of doing! I was beginning to panic, gripping my hands in to my knees, underneath the table. Icyhot must've picked up on my panic as he locked eyes with me and nodded his head ever so slightly.

My relationship with the Canadian flag has upgraded from a rivalry to a neutral friendship. We still don't like eachother, but we can tolerate one another more than before. We both also agree that Endeawhore is an asshole with an overbearing ego.

I scoff at his gesture, bringing my attention back to the annoyed Aizawa.

I listened intently to the plan, memorising every little detail. I must admit, it's a foolproof plan, though I'd probably come up with a better one.

"Now remember, we don't know what they've done to Kaminari. So be wary once you approach him." With that final statement, the meeting was called to an end. The last part did get me wondering though. I had been thinking so much bout getting him out, that I didn't think about what he'd be like once we did.

Once the room cleared out, all that remained were me and Icyhot.

"What do you think of the plan?" Icyhot asked, his expression not change a single  bit, handing his curiosity like a mask.

"Tch, its alright except for one bit."

"And what would that be?" He quizzes me, leaning forward slightly in his chair.

"After all that happened, I don't see why Monoma should have anything to do with this." I scowled, crossing my arms.

"Bakugo. It's our best shot at getting in and out without injury. You won't be working with him necessarily, he's just the inside guy." Todoroki says, trying to cheer me up. He continues, " it's quite a smart and logical plan. Getting Monoma to copy Toga's quirk and transform in to her, that way we can get in easier."

'I suppose..." I mumbled, rubbing the back of my neck. "I'm not happy with it...  but whatever will get Denki home."

"Denki? Are you on a first name basis now? What happened to Dunce face?" Shoto blathered on, clearly not bring able to sense the tension in the room.

I felt my cheeks heat up while Icyhot continued talking. It was embarrassing that other people have realised my change in behaviour. While I do enjoy the thought of my goodness being noticed, I don't want to jeopardise my reputation. After all, you don't need people to like you to be popular, you just need to be the best, the most powerful and good-looking.

"Tch, whatever. Go bother somebody else, two-for-one." I spat out before aggressively shoving my chair back, causing a loud screech.

I stormed up the stairs and in to my dorm. It was only 5 pm, but, I was tired and haven't been able to sleep properly, with what's going on keeping me awake. I fall face first on to my bed, feeling as though I could drift off at any moment.

As I drifted off, I prepared myself mentally for the mission tonight. We were going to get him back, no matter what.

Word count: 866
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