-Cloud 10- A KiriBaku Fanfic

Chapter 2. -Ready, Set, Stop-

Still Kirishima's POV:

I slowly opened my eyes to be greeted by a beautiful beam of light shining through my window. As I sat up, rubbing my eyes, I realized that today was the day Class 1A has been waiting to come for weeks. Well, cool story but I wasn't looking forward to this. The day we head out to camp. Due to all of the villain attacks that we came across at UA in our first semester, Nezu decided to particularly go to camp to rest and fully heal our injuries. The trip was only three days though, I'm sure it is enough time to get to know how hellish nature can get sometimes. If they wanted us to have fun, why did they decide to let us stay in the middle of nowhere for a few days? Whatever, maybe I'll end up spending most of my time with Katsuki, or at least I hope I will. I don't think I can last without going insane without a friend. I stood up and went to my dorm's bathroom to get ready and get dressed in my school uniform. Only took me a few minutes though, then I grabbed my backpack and left the dorm building. On my way to the main school building, I felt the pleasant wind hit the side of my face. It was a rather cold morning, and the sun shined bright as ever. Today was the kind of day that made people feel nauseous. Cold but bright. As I started to feel slightly sicker the longer I stayed outside, odd for Fall weather. Trying to ignore this situation, I finally got to the front of the main school building. Stepping inside, everything around me looked sorta green. It would go away soon though, it always did. Slowly walked up the large staircase that was built in the middle of the large open area of UA. As I walked the stairs, I thought about how the next few days would pass. I am rooming with Bakugo, so that makes things much easier on me. Finally I approached my homeroom class door, already fully recovered from the sick feeling in my stomach. As I walk in, I hear loud talking and yelling coming from the classroom. Of course, someone is always yelling in that classroom. Well almost always that someone was my best friend, Katsuki Bakugo. "SHUT UP, WE ARE GOING TO TRAIN DURING CAMP, NO EXCUSES" I hear a voice yell. Yep, I was right, that was Katuski yelling. I stepped into the classroom, examining the room. Some of my classmates were laughing, and some were sitting in little groups around the room. Everything seemed normal. My happy little class, I felt like I belonged here just...I was always falling behind. Constantly training but not retaining it fast enough. Everyone around me constantly seemed to be running forward whereas I just walked. I tried to run forward with the class too, but no matter how much I tried my legs seemed to fail. So, I agree with Bakugo, I will train in these next few days. This will be my time to catch up. I walked to bakugo, holding my hand up for a high five as I greeted him. He looked at me and rolled his eyes, ignoring my hand. When he dodged my high five, I could see a spark in his eyes. A small one, yet I swear I saw some relief in his eyes. Maybe he was happy that I was here. Or maybe not, I could be wrong. I stood next to him waiting for him to stop yelling, which to my surprise was quite fast. He looked at me, I could tell he was about to say something, but he seemed to stop himself from doing so. As I was about to speak, the door to the classroom opened and Mr.Aizawa, our homeroom teacher, walked in. He seemed so worn out, well normal for sensei anyway. "We are heading out to camp soon, go get your stuff that you packed and head outside to the buses. He spoke in a low and stern voice. Every time sensei spoke in the morning it always seemed to be directed as if he didn't care at all. Almost as if everything he said was rather rhetorical. The class cheered, and they rushed out of the class to get their bags. Honestly I wonder why we even bothered coming to class if we were just going to go back to the dorms anyway. Whatever. I waited for bakugo and then we left the class together. It was quiet as we left class. Then breaking the silence I say. "So are you excited?" I ask hoping this will start some kind of conversation. "Yeah I guess, but what's the point of going to a training school if we aren't going to train all the time?" He says in a pissed off voice. I haven't heard him speak like this in a while. Was he really mad? I couldn't tell, maybe he was just fighting against the reasoning of Nezu. Walking down the stairs, we started to run down them. I'm not sure why but it still was better than walking in awkward silence. Walking back outside, the weather was just as sickening in the morning. The bright light coming from the sun gave me a sickening headache. I was never sure why but it has been the same way all my life. Both of us went out own ways to our dorms to get our bags that we packed for the trip. I walked into my room and changed into shorts and a t-shirt. I didn't want to be in a uniform at camp, that sounded so uncomfortable. Changing, then grabbing my bag filled with necessities and extra clothes, I left my room and went outside. Standing at the front of the dorms, I waited for the rest of the class to join me. I guess I was one of the first to get outside ready. People started to arrive but Bakugo came last. Of course he did. That's just him. The class was talking and laughing loudly. It sounds like I'm the only one who didn't really want to go. Mr.Aizawa came out of the bus and exhaustively told us to board the bus. "Get on the bus and sit next to someone who you wont kill, it's going to be a long ride. He tells us. The class begins to board the bus, Katsuki follows me close by. I guess he wants to sit with me, well after all I am the only person who really tolerates him. As we both sit down near the back of the bus, I notice that the bus looks so nice. Probably a charter bus. Katsuki sits near the window and stares outside. After everyone was seated the bus began to move and more students around us started to talk. As the bus started to sound like any other day in class, me and Bakugo sat quietly. Why does he always do this? I notice he takes out his phone and plays music through his wired headphones. I wish I could listen to it too but I know he wouldn't let me. He would probably just call me weird, or get mad. Maybe one day it would be considered normal. Hopefully.

Author's Note: Yep guys end of chapter! Anyway this was just a plot set up so don't worry if this was boring. Yes, yes I know I completely changed the personality of Kirishima and Bakugo but it will make sense in the very last chapter. I am well aware that in the show Kirishima would be extremely happy to go on that trip but for this story he is more mad than happy about it. It will make sense eventually believe me.

Word Count: 1232