The Bakurocket!

Weak

"That being said, I'll be choosing the pairs at rand-" he started saying when he noticed some weird bandanas with stupid Bakuraka and Kacchako on half the class. A quick glance went from the Cocky Granade Brat to the Float-and-Barf Girl. His cinical smile grows. "Why not... Bakugou. Uraraka. You go first."

"WAIT. WHAT?!" exclaimed both newly paired heros.

"B-but the pair wasn't suppose to be random, sensei?" Deku asked, seemingly even more disturbed than both his friends.

"It is. I randomly accepted that stupid bandanas suggestion. Go to the track. Now."

Amidst cheers and joyful screams of 'Aizawa is a Shipper', the two suposed pair/couple look at each other furiously.

Things were about to go down for real.

***

The very first trial would be against the infamous UA robot units. Both Heroes in training started heading to the indicated field side by side as the parteners they were supposed to be for that class. During each and every step, Ochako kept telling herself that she had to be a mature woman capable of fully and professionally deal with teammates and, in the future, her coworkers.

Thing was... she hardly believed her so called partner could do the same...

"Bakugou..." she started saying, trying to hide a deep, deep, bad feeling under her best determinated eyes. "I know we're not exactly in good terms right now... But for the sake of this class..."

But she didn't need to finish.

"I know." he said simply. not a clue of new ressentment passing through his usual hateful-frown. "Leave it to me..."

But no matter how surprisingly good was to hear those words... the next few one to leave his mouth almost made her heart skip a dozen beats.

"Let's take this chance to improve ourselves even more. Just like on the Sports Festival."

That Festival... the very one where, of all people, he was the one not to understimate her, and fight as an equal. The very Festival that put the angry Deku-Hating-Explosive Hero under a whole new light to her, since it was the moment she started to not just respect him, but actually kind of admire as well...

"Katsuki..." she says, as they both arrive at the Start Line. A

Yes... she thought. The warmest feeling taking over her chest. Let us grow and improve even more...!

Aizawa raised his hand and started the countdown.

"3..."

The robots could already be heard activating at a fair distance...

"2..."

Bakugou snaped his joints from both hands. Then the neck, getting ready. That gorgerous flaring psychopathic smile streching from ear to ear.

"1..."

His palms lighten up. So bright... So clear... So close to her face...

"Just like on the Festival, right...? Uraraka..."

Well... shit.

"START!"

Before the first blow reaches her, Uraraka had already lifted herself off the aim. Quickly, she spoted the best place to direct her landing and realeased her quirk before Bakugou could ignite and catch her like the last time. As she predicted, the blond soon raised to the air propelling himself after her like the mad man he was.