Left, Right, Left, Right

Chapter 1

AN: Hey guys, I have another plot bunny. Shocked? Yeah, me too -_-

Anyways, I joined marching band and spent enough time in the band room to create instrument roles for the MHA crew. I don't know too much about the show, so this will be pretty non-canon. Tokoyami, Toru, and Tsuyu are the only ones with Quirks because I can't write them without them :P Also, I changed this to platonic Kiribaku because I felt like the romance moved too fast, but any Bakugo-getting-attached is good for me :3 (getBakugoafriend2018) Enjoy!

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

Iida: Lead Drum Major (conductor), senior

Bakugo: Lead Snare, junior

Shouji: Bass Drum/electronics, senior

Jiro: Pit (Marimba, crash cymbals), junior

Tokoyami: Pit (bells, suspended cymbal), sophomore

Ochako: Lead Flute, junior

Midoriya: Flute, freshman

Todoroki: Lead Clarinet, sophomore

Mina: Clarinet, sophomore

Tsuyu: Alto Saxophone, freshman

Sato: Baritone Saxophone, Lead saxophone, senior

Denki: Lead trumpet, junior

Kirishima: Trumpet, sophomore

Sero: Trumpet, sophomore

Momo: Lead Baritone, junior

Ojiro: Baritone, junior

Toru: Lead (and only) Tuba, senior

Mineta: He don't play nuthin'. Mineta, why are you here?

Aoyama: Lead Guard, senior

Shiozaki: Guard, sophomore

Kendo: Guard, junior

Koda: Guard, junior

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-

Bakugo checked his watch. 2:50. Practice started at four, but he always went to the football field early to get away from his bandmates. For some reason, they took the two hours between end of school and practice to be as goofy as possible, and he wanted no part of it.

He stepped onto the first row of bleachers, sat his snare drum beside him and looked at his music. They were going to learn the steps for movement 3 today. This was going to be a disaster. He threw it aside and closed his eyes.

-o-o-o-o-o-

Thud. Thud. Thud-thud-thuddy-thud.

Bakugo opened his eyes, ready to shoot a death glare at whoever disturbed him, and saw two people racing across the bleachers. One was Shouji, the bass drummer, and wizard of all electronics. Bakugo never minded him, since he was quiet. The other boy was someone he had never seen.

He had spiky red hair, a huge grin, and a trumpet in one hand. And he was no freshman.

Bakugo stood up abruptly, allowing his sticks to clatter to the ground.

"Shouji. Who is this?"

Shouji gave an apologetic look to the red haired boy before sighing.

"Bakugo, this is a rookie. He was away all summer and couldn't make band camp."

Bakugo looked harshly at the smaller boy. "Your name?"

The boy grinned. "Kirishima Eijirou."

"And you're a freshman?"

"Nope. I'm a tenth-grader."

Bakugo's face flushed red with anger. "Who's idea was it to let a sophomore who's never marched before and didn't come to camp onto this team?"

Shouji sighed again. "Tenya. He's really good, Bakugo. At least let him show us what he can do."

Bakugo looked at his feet. "Fine."

Kirishima gave him another big smile before running down the bleachers, Shouji on his heels. "I can't wait for practice! This'll be great!"

Bakugo looked out at the football field and snorted as he watched the redhead's terrible stride.

"Oh, you wish, kid."

-o-o-o-o-o-o-

"Three thirty, everyone! Start moving the pit equipment! Clarinets, bring the tripod!  And please don't bring the broken speaker again." 

Iida shouted orders, and the room flew from a hurricane into an organized chaos. Eijirou bounded over to the percussion section, and tapped Bakugo on the shoulder. 

"Need any help?"

Bakugo didn't look up from the marimba he was hauling. "From you? You'll break the damn thing."

Kirishima's grin fell into an uncertain smile. "Can I carry stands?"

Bakugo snorted this time. "On the field? How would anyone march?"

Kirishima sighed. "Then what can I do?"

Bakugo shoved by him. "Stay out of my way. I'm older, I'm more experienced, and I don't need any help from some rookie who couldn't be bothered to come to camp."

Bakugo rolled the marimba out of the doors and down the path, trying not to feel bad about the genuine eagerness that he had shattered.

"Damn rookie"

-o-o-o-o-o-o-

And that's it for chapter one! Love you guys! BAI~!!