In More Ways Than One - Kiribaku

Dancing..? (B)

That little shit turns to me. The same outfit as before, the same mocking shit eating grin. It made me scoff. His eyes lit up and he approached me,

"I see someone's already getting back into the swing of things." he chuckled. I squinted, 

"Don't take so much credit, my depression isn't going anywhere." I grumbled, trying to shake off his happy vibes. He tilted his head, frowning a bit,

"That's what you think, you gotta take a risk once in a while Bakugo." he tried to nudge my shoulder. I slapped his hand away, I wasn't giving in this easily like last time,

"Those "risks" got Kiu killed, I'm not willing to see death just yet." I growled. "I hope you know I don't need your help, I'm not a 5 year old." His lips curved into a another grin,

"I'm glad to hear that but, you're not going to get through anything if you push everyone's help away again." He tried to remind me. "I'm not your teacher but I am willing to help you." He was trying to get closer to me. I shuffled away before I trip into this,

"What are you getting out of this? I just met you and your cheesy personality today." Sure, I was pushing this away but I don't know if people get it. My mind is always doubting me, I felt like total isolation was the only thing that could keep me sane. This wide grin ass nerd wouldn't ever understand that. "Do you even know what I feel right now? Trying to take on the day while your boyfriend's death is still being replayed in your mind, it's not easy." I decided to give him a piece of my feelings if that is what he wants. 

"I didn't expect to it to be easy, nothing in this world is easy to get over. You were one of the fiercest people in 1-A- scratch that, you ARE the fiercest. Your soul is like a fire and all you have to do is relight the flame." I smacked my lips together, trying to break the tension,

"You really like being descriptive."

He sighed and rolled his eyes, "I'm being serious, you have to find your motivation again." I trailed my eyes away from his, studying the floor like it had the answer, "So, what was that?" I knew exactly what it was,

"Being the number one hero." I mumbled for once. His grin grew, flashing his sharp and shark like teeth,

"That's good, that's a great goal and the only way you can reach it is continuing on." He studied my unfocused face, 

"I really don't know if I can." I admitted. My doubt slipped back out as soon as I said my goal. And the opportunity also slipped out again,

"With help, you definitely can." I finally let him set his hand on my shoulder. My eyes shut for a while. My future rested in my hands about how I acted now, if I let this offer slip by, I'm fucked. I sighed deeply, lifting my head,

"Fine." 

He squeezed my shoulder, keeping that grin on his face. "Don't wear yourself out, I wanted to talk and see how confident you feel after today." He patted my shoulder a bit, taking it away. I swallowed thickly, nodding. "I'll let you settle in and get something to eat." He passes me, introducing himself to the others. I leaned my head against the wall instead, reviewing everything. 

"Bakugo?" 

My eyes opened when I heard the slightly respectful voice. I silently groan, turning my head to the 'hall monitor' (Yayorozu). "What." I wasn't in the mood to spread more of the message that I feel like shit.

"I'm glad to see you back." She approved, nodding slowly. I scoff, turning my head back,

"What's it to you? You see me as nothing but a depressing drag now right?" I weakly chuckled, "Just like everyone else." I mumbled to myself. She ignores my comment, leaning by the wall as well with her hands stationary in front of her. 

"Some of us were very worried." She rubs lightly at the bridge of her nose, "I'm surprised even Midoriya was, you have very caring friends here." I wasn't ready for some smart ass talk,

"If you haven't noticed, I'm not in the mood for some observation 'creation station', get lost." I growled through my teeth. She turns her head to me, blinking plainly, 

"I would also hope that you show a little respect for Kirishima too." She growled this time. My eyes opened in a flash, turning my head to her again. I fake laugh,

"Respect?" I questioned. That devious smirk curved onto her lips,

"I heard he was helping you, you should be quite grateful."

"I'm not grateful for shit. I agreed for a bit of help, he shouldn't be sucking it in like a sponge awaiting a medal of honor." I spit, half offended she thought I was so weak now. She sighs, shaking her head,

"It would be the right thing to do if you still want to become the number one hero." She hinted. I scoff loudly,

"That's none of your business, move your knee high socks and get out of my sight." I shooed her away again. She rolls her eyes, fixing the side of her hair,

"Good talk, Katsuki." She gave a pleasing smirk and left me alone again.  

-- FAST FORWARD --

Everyone was heading back to their dorms, it was already dark out. I felt kinda sore from not training for days. Something grabs at the back of my arm. I have enough energy to make my hand flicker hard and shoo away the object. That shit hair stumbled back, chuckling quite a lot,

"I forget about your quirk sometimes." I stop, facing him fully. "How do you think you did today?" He asks, rubbing his hands together. I roll my left arm around a bit, definitely feeling the hit of the machine in my shoulder,

"I feel sore and really worn, that machine threw pretty good punches." My laugh was beyond fake and quiet. His eyes soften, lightly gripping my arm to stop it,

"We will work harder tomorrow, I wanted to talk to you about something else." My suspicion grew. My eyebrow raises and I cross my arms, 

"Spit it out then." 

"I heard you aren't that big of a dancer." I didn't like the sound of that. His smile was staying still with his words,

"Where is this going..?" I ask, slightly impatient . He nodded, trying to get back to his train of thought,

"I'll make another deal," He wet his lips and continued, "If I promise to help, you owe me one thing, a slow dance." 

My eyes widen. I felt a bit annoyed, angry and confused, "W-What..?"

"You heard me, a slow dance on New Year's Eve." 

I scoffed, slightly laughing, "I thought you didn't want anything out of this plus I don't dance." I stated, clearly. His grin came back,

"Only you know what you're going through Bakugo and no one can go through it alone." He also started chuckling, "Plus, it's just one dance and I won't get too mad over a little toe stepping." I was still so stunned. He got me at the help part,

"Just one dance? On New Year's Eve.." I reviewed quietly. He nodded, rocking on his heels. "This better not be a trick just to steal my heart." he laughed at that,

"That's the last thing I would want," He wiped under his eye, "So?" I drummed my fingers on my arm, thinking it over. One dance. One night swinging around until a clock hit midnight, sounded super harmless and I hoped it was,

"You got yourself a deal, Ejiro."