It was four in the afternoon when Denki woke up, everyone still asleep. Iida and Tokoyami had woken up earlier and had left, Ojiro and Shoji had woken up around lunch and left. Deku and Todoroki were curled on the couch, Aoyama still asleep in his chair. Mineta and Sero were still in their cave, Sato, and Koda still asleep in their separate area's.
Denki pulled up his snapchat, knowing full well what he was going to do to Kirishima. He sent a text to Ashido, 'Ya ready'
'For what?' She sent back. Denki giggled evilly as he ran to Kirishima's room, he hit record on the camera, he slowly crept over to Kirishima's weir bunkbed of his, he slammed the light, "WAKE UP SLEEP HEAD!" He yelled as loud as he could.
Kirishima jumped awake groaned, "Aw dude."
Suddenly Bakugo sat up from behind Kirishima, "Dude what the fuck," He growled, Denki burst into laughter, running from the room at full speed while cackling. Kirishima rubbed his head before it instantly switched into full gear.
"KAMINARI!" He yelled, falling off his bed before running after that little shit. But it was too late, Ashido already had it and was sending it to EVERYONE. Denki was in tears when Kirishima slid out of the hallway.
"DENKI WHAT THE FUCK!? And WHY ARE YOU GUYS STILL HERE!?" Kirishima yelled at everyone who was waking up. They groggily stared at Kirishima before stretching and packing their shit while Kaminari showed them the video, Kirishima trying to wrestle the device from Denki's cold dead hands.
Bakugo had fallen back asleep, Kirishima helping everyone gather their things. "Thanks for coming over guys, we're gonna kill it on Monday!" Everyone did a weak, exhausted cheer before waving goodbye and leaving. Kirishima then started deep cleaning his apartment, his parents going to be home in two hours.
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When it was class 1A's turn to perform usually the entire class was to stand on the stage while one person introduces their topic. Instead, when a single light turned on Todoroki stood on the stage alone, he took a deep breath before speaking, "From class 1A, we hope as you watch our performance tonight you watch it with an open heart and an open mind. Thank you," Todoroki bowed, the entire stage going black once more.
There was a moment of silence before a ukulele started up, a light shining on Kirishima as he walked out, wearing ripped up jeans, fake earrings and his hair in its original style. A red plaid shirt and army tank, the ukulele was even a sleek black.
"Hey, hey, hey," His voice drifted over the room, walking across the stage slowly, "Your lipstick stains On the front lobe of my left-side brains. I knew I wouldn't forget you And so I went and let you Blow my mind."
The lights lit up entirely, revealing a small scene of a park. Bakugo sat on a bench, he wore a fake pair of glasses and an overly sized tan sweater, baggy jeans, and rundown sneakers. He had a book in his hand, totally pulling off the nerdy look. The plan was to wow the crowd as much as possible, so no one would expect someone like Bakugo to be the nerdy character.
"Your sweet moonbeam The smell of you in every single dream I dream," Kirishima leaned against the bench, Bakugo looking up. He looked so innocent and not the usual grumpy cat persona he was. "I knew when we collided You're the one I have decided Who's one of my kind."
He pushed off the bench walking around it as Bakugo closed his book, smiling as Kirishima sang, "Hey, soul sister, Ain't that Mr. Mister On the radio, stereo? The way you move ain't fair, you know." Kirishima sat next to him, "Hey, soul sister, I don't wanna miss A single thing you do tonight."
Kirishima paused in his strumming, "The names Oliver."
Bakugo brushed a bit of his hair away, "Uh, James..." Kirishima grinned, standing up as he continued with his song, setting the ukulele down and letting Sue startup with it.
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FanfictionWelcome to the ever first Musical AU! Join Izuku Midoriya and his friends through the grand music school of U. A, where all possible dreams are born! Meet all the crazy crooky teachers, the sad depressed singers, and the wide variety of LGBT+ charac...