Blonde Is Better } a bakukami fanfic

The sessions

Third person POV;

The next few weeks were terrible. Bakugo became more aggressive and easily enraged. Denki was absent from class more often, having sessions with Hound Dog weekly, along with checkups from Recovery Girl.

Each session with Hound Dog revolved around anything, not just about the kidnapping, but other things, too. They spent an hour a day discussing issues that were bothering Denki.

Hound Dog deemed it important to discuss other problems as well, both not to overwhelm Denki with memories of his kidnapping but to also resolve problems that had been troubling him beforehand.

As the days drew on, the wavering tension between Bakugo and Denki became unavoidable. Teachers had originally put off discussing it due to his outburst in the hospital, but it had gotten too serious to avoid anymore.

Denki's POV;

I slouched in my chair. I hated going to these stupid 'therapy' sessions. All they were doing was making me relive that traumatic experience over and over again. For what? Just so they can write it down and add it to the list of reasons why I shouldn't be a hero? If that were the case, I bet they could write a book about me and all my issues.

"Hello again, Kaminari." Hound Dog said as he entered the room. He placed the folders he was carrying on his desk and sat down.

"Mhm." I replied, not taking my eyes off the floor. I've been in this room so much that I have learned off where every crack and bump on the floor is.

"Today, I think it's time we talk about–"

"I know. You want me to talk about my kidnapping again. Then, you'll sugar-coat it by discussing my grades or something with me. It won't work. I know you're trying to make everything better, but you're not. So just quit already." I lashed out in anger.

I don't know why I was angry. He's only trying to help. But I just want to leave everything in the past and move on, but nobody seems to get that.

"Interestingly, that is not what we shall be focusing on today." Hound dog said calmly, avoiding my previous lashing out.

"I would like to talk to you about your problems with Bakugo. Aizawa informed me that you saw him at the league? Would you mind elaborating on that?"

I tensed up. I didn't want to talk about that traitor. Nobody seems to believe when I call him that, but I know what I saw. Toga was at UA impersonating me, so how could she be at two places at once?

"Well.. when he came to the league, it was seemingly night. I only saw him once, but from what I could tell, his aggressive and better than everyone persona was an act. He acted cheerily and, and, energetic." I explained. Hopefully, Hound Dog would understand.

He sighed before jotting down what I  had said. He then looked at me with worry. What was wrong with him? Did he not believe me?

"Kaminari.. I know this may be difficult to understand, but.. that wasn't Bakugo. We have evidential proof that Bakugo never left Ua, including camera footage. The league is good at tricking you. Quirks like Toga's can be used against you. Transformation quirks make it difficult to differentiate what is fake and what is real. Who you saw was Toga.. not Bakugo."

I froze, my hands gripping onto my knees. Why does nobody believe me? Are they delusional?....or am I? I didn't understand. Part of me remembers all the memories I had with Bakugo and refused to believe he was a traitor, but another part of me was still convinced he was evil.

I started to tear up.

"Kaminari, are you okay? Look, if this is too much...."

"I don't understand! Is my mind playing tricks on me?! I can't tell what's real or not anymore! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!" I yelled, panic in my voice as tears poured down my face and I tugged at my hair.

Hound Dog looked taken aback by my outburst, unsure of what to do.

My crys and screams lasted for a few minutes before my voice became hoarse and my throat was raw. I felt faint, as if I could pass out at any moment.

Hound Dog ran out of methods to calm me down, so he ended up phoning Aizawa to meet him. Once he arrived, Aizawa requested that I return to the dormrooms and lie down. Once I left, the two teachers began to discuss what had happened today.

As I lay on the couch of the common room, sobs escaped my throat. I sat up for a brief moment, contemplating everything I had been told.

While I was still believing that Bakugo was a villain, I couldn't confirm it to be true. Hound Dog was correct in saying the league was manipulating.

When I had been rescued, I was frightened of the heroes around me. The league had filled my head with untrue thoughts about heroes. Thoughts that weren't my own.

Those thoughts slowly disappeared as I spent more time with the pro heroes. Maybe my thoughts about Bakugo would go away if I started spending time with him again?

It was worth a shot.

Bakugo would want to be friends again...

....Right?