Unexpected

Chapter 4: The Incident

"So, what do you think Aizawa? Is it good enough?" All Might asked.
"Good? Enough? I don't know. I'm not picky. But I want it to look presentable." Aizawa answered.
"Don't be that way! It looks nice. Actually, I heard that Midnight has a very classy classroom this year!" He purred seductively.
"If you even think of asking me if I have seen her class already... Yes I have, and I'm actually quite fond of it." Aizawa crossed his arms together and pouted as he looked away from the chalkboard. "Awww, don't be like that! Don't be jealous! She's amazing at gifts and decorations! She's a freaking genius." All Might exclaimed. "Hey, after this, we should go see Midnight's classroom! How about it?!"
"All Might, don't you have to put up your decorations? Otherwise your classroom would be plain and boring." He replied.
"Oh please! I put my decorations up early! Check it out! Ta-daaaa!" On the other side of the hall was a bright over-decorated holiday mess of a classroom.
"Oh wow. You really outdid yourself this time, didn't you?" He said, surprised.
"Well, time can only tell how much a man has grown. And I really think my spectacular award winner will give me the upper hand in the Holiday Classroom competition! Isn't it great?!" All Might laughed.
"Yeah. Sure..." He said sarcastically. "Even though Midnight's always gets the prize."
"Pssst! Hey guys! Did you do yours yet?" Yelled a voice in a whispered tone.
"Aahh, Ectoplasm! There you are! I did mine, but little Aizawa here didn't have enough time to do his own. Now his class is going to help him... Wreck it, that is."
"All Might! Shut it!" Aizawa threatened.
"I'm almost finished with my decorations. Even though I know mine looks nice, I can't help but be flustered and frustrated since Midnight's class is right across the hall, next to me!" Ectoplasm exclaimed!
"Ugh, you've got it rough pal. Huh?" All Might said pitifully.
"Hey, guys, are y'all going to check out Midnight's right now? I bet you she's dying for an audience and a little praise."
"Not right now, Ectoplasm, my man. Aizawa's got a problem that he can't handle." All Might answered.
"Hey, don't answer for me!" Aizawa said angrily. He stared coldly at both of them. What'd I do?! Thought Ectoplasm.
"You know what Ecto, I'd love to! I might as well go see it right now, actually."
"Shouta! Your classroom!" Yelled All Might hysterically.
"Aye, just check it out real quick! The students can handle decorations on their own for a few minutes! C'mon, Toshiiii!" Ectoplasm begged.
"Well... I guess we couuuuld..." All Might touched his chin and stared up at the ceiling. "Oh!" He exclaimed. "Hey, could you guys handle being alone for thirty minutes? Could you take the pressure putting up the decorations for your precious Aizawa sensei?" All Might said, suddenly bursting out. Everyone looked at him as if it were such a ridiculous question that the answer was so simple.
"I'm sure the class will be fine. All Might sensei." Yaoyorozu spoke out. Reassuringly.
"Everyone here just wants to get the decorations done and I'm sure we'll be done in no time." Added Shouto Todoroki, calmly.
"Y-yeah. Might sensei. Iida's here too, so everything'll be alright." Midoriya supported, cheerfully. Iida nodded respectfully. "Don't worry, Aizawa sensei. We will make your class the best one at the competition!" Iida said sternly.
"All right. You guys better. I'm counting on you guys. But just in case you don't, it's fine, it's not really a big deal." He said, nonchalantly. "C'mon All Might. Let's go."
"See you later, my children!" All Might saluted us with two fingers extended outward. And then disappeared from the doorway.
"All right everybody! You heard All Might and Aizawa sensei! Everyone gets to work and make this look beautiful!" Iida ordered.
Everyone began putting up little reefs and bright lights that sparkled as they were plugged into the outlets. They spread them along the top of the chalkboard and hung mistletoes right by the door and outside by the hallway. Every one was working with everyone... Except one person.
"Why the hell do I have to listen to you, four eyes?!"
"Really, Bakugou? You're starting now--" Iida began.
"HOLD ON. I can handle being told what to do by teachers and faculty and all that shit. But you? Really?! Now that's really funny." Bakugou retorted.
"I don't care what you say." Iida replied coldly. "If you can't follow school rules, you must be punished! We are doing this for Aizawa sensei! Don't you feel any heart in that? In giving--"
"Oh. Please. Spare me. Like I give a rats ass about any teacher here! SCRATCH THAT. ANY student or person that steps foot in here. I'll acknowledge you and Todoroki. You both are strong. And Uraraka isn't fragile. But besides that her and everybody else is just trash. PLAIN TRASH!" Bakugou gripped the decorating cloth of silk and began tearing apart the fine material that he had grabbed from the box. "Anyone who thinks different, is less than trash. Actually on second thought. I know who is. Someone who is less than trash." Bakugou continued. His voice began to grow louder and more sinister. He looked around the room in a savage state and locked eyes on Midoriya. "A parasite. A fucking parasite that munches off of other people because it can't make it on its own. Because it'll die before it can survive without the support of others. A life bleeder...." His voice was so cold and provoking. He raised his right arm up then swooshed it down leveling it at shoulder length and stuck out his index finger. Pointing at Midoriya. "Deku." He smirked.
"Bakugou Katsuki, calm down man! What's wrong with you? I mean we all knew you were crazy, but dang, now of all times?!" Kirishima exclaimed.
"Shut it, Kirishima! I'm PISSED." Bakugou gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "You freeloader. Always being counselled by All Might and staying here for free. You are nothing but a tiny pebble I will crush along the way! Get beneath me. Get under my shoe and be squashed!" He pointed at his shoes and stared angrily at Midoriya. "Ka-Kacchan, how many times do we have to go through this?! I'm not your enemy!" Midoriya shouted.
"I'm calling All Might sensei and Aizawa sensei if you don't stop right now, Bakugou!" Uraraka yelled. She threw herself in front of Midoriya, looking angry.
"Go ahead, bitch! I don't care." He replied.
"BAKUGOU." Yaoyorozu called.
Bakugou looked back. "Eh?" He said, indifferently.
"You're adding shame to us, Bakugou. Enough." Chimed in Todoroki.
"If you want to fight, then do it elsewhere. I'd advise that very strongly." She added sharply.
Bakugou looked at them with despise.
"Outside, huh?" He mumbled out loud.
"Then that's what I'll do." He smirked a sly smile. He started off walking very gradually but soon sped up and began running towards Midoriya. "Kaaaaacchaaaaaan!" Midoriya yelled. Bakugou threw a punch a Midoriya's face but he quickly blocked it using his left arm. The force of Bakugou's punch sent him back a few steps. "Let's take this outside, Deku." He reached for Midoriya's hair quickly and yanked on it til he had him tripping over himself as he fell down. He began to drag him outside of the classroom. The boxes of Christmas decorations fell to the floor. One of the light bulb cords slipped out and got entangled in Midoriya's foot. Jirou ran to the cord and held on to it.
"Kirishima!" She yelled. "I need your lightning!"
"Oh! Sure!" He said, bewildered. Running to her. "What do you want me to do?"
"Just heat up the cord with electricity and I'll make the sound waves of it to vibrate loudly into the air, causing everyone to be a little disoriented for a few moments. But it'll save Midoriya."
"Yeah, but Jirou! Wouldn't that fry up Deku?" Kirishima asked in a state of panic.
"What else do you expect we do? Do you have a plan?!" Jirou yelled dramatically.
"Just..." Kirishima began. His voice breaking.
"Hey, let go, you fucks! HE'S MINE!" Shouted Bakugou.
"Kacchaaaaan, stooooop!" Midoriya yelled. He grabbed Bakugou's neck and pulled him closer. Midoriya looked angry. "Stop."
Everything stayed quiet for a few moments. Bakugou looked at Midoriya very closely. Whoooooa! So close! (///▽///) Midoriya thought.
"Goodnight." Katsuki mumbled.
"Huh?" Midoriya asked.
"Goodnight..." He said louder.
Katsuki Bakugou raised his left arm and striked his left temple. So hard enough that Midoriya lost consciousness.
"Huh?" Midoriya repeated, before he fainted.