NOMU (kiribaku)

Pissed Off

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This damn nerd wont stop muttering again. I swear if he does this anymore I'll kill that loser. C'mon seriously wtf are you even saying? Can you not just think in your fucking head, like a normal person.

"Midoriya, you're disrupting the class. Please, just shut up." Aizawa said at the front of the room. 'Bout time.

The bell rang, I twisted around in my chair and slammed my hand on deku's desk. "Listen up weakling, you better give up or you'll end up fucking dead." I growled at him.

"Yo, Bakugou, why're you allways so hard on Midoriya? That's not very manly of you.." That dumb shitty-hair walked up and put his elbow on my shoulder.

"The fuck does it matter to you?" I grumbled.

" 's just not very nice." He grinned.

I brushed him off of my shoulder and got up. "Like I care 'bout being fuckin' nice. I'm getting lunch, leave me alone."

Shitty-hair and deku kept talking after I got up. "You alright man, he's so rude to you."

Deku gave a shy laugh, "oh don't worry about it, I've gotten used to it."

I glared out of the corner of my eye.

It's really not his fault, I know how to handle Kacchan. Fuckin' Deku. I really dont want this to happen, but it's bound to,

....as soon as he shows his true power.

I sighed as I shoved my hands into my pockets, heading to the lunch room. I grabbed a tray and went to the empty table in the back where I always ate.

"Kaminari! Just leave him alone..!"

"Chill out Sero, he's cool." Pikachu said to his friend hesitantly following behind him.

"Cool? He'll blow your head off if he's angry enough!" Tape arms whisper-yelled as if I couldn't here him.

"The fuck do you two want?" I hissed as they sat down in front of me.

"I don't actually wan-"

"Just trying to be friendly!" Pikachu interruped his mr. scotch tape.

Shut the hell up, Kami! You're gonna piss him off! Tape guy glared at the electric kid.

"Sooo..... You decided to have lunch with me." Pikachu nodded with a grin. "And why are you doing this?"

"Uugghh," the yellow one groaned, "do I have to explain myself when I'm being nice?"

"You're being nice to me, so yea, I wanna know fuckin why. Probably want somethin."

"No, no It's nothing like that!" He waved his hands around. I just wantsd to be your friend.

"Well I don't need any fuckin friends. Just leave me the hell alone."

Pikachu bit his lip, "everybody needs a friend.."

"Not fuckin me, now get the fuck out of my face before I burn you alive, charging cable!"

They both jumped up and ran off without a word.

"Would Katsuki Bakugou please report to the principals office, repeat ~"

I forcefully pushed myself from the table. "I swear the entire fucking school is trying to get under my skin today!" I growled as I left the cafeteria. Everyone stared at me as I stomped down the hallway.

"I was called in here." I grumbled to the lady at the front desk.

"Um, yes, take a seat. Principal Nezu will be with you in a minute." She pointed at one of the empty chairs against the wall.

I immediately pulled out my phone and began scrolling through Instagram to pass the time. It wasn't long before my peace was interrupted. I'm seriously about to blow a fuse because of everyone seeming to be out to annoy.

"Well, well... If it isn't the most hated 1-A douchbag, Bakugou Katsuki." A sly voice came from beaide me.

"Fuckin go away damn copycat." I growled.

"Oh? Is someone upset?" Monoma used a baby voice to annoy me more.

"Don't test me right now."

"I don't know, I think it'd be kinda fu-"

"Monoma." The little rat man stood in the doorway to his office.

"Get back to class, I have to speak with Bakugou here."

I stared into his icey blue eyes as he left the office area.
Tch. It's so entertaining to watch that Bakugou sometimes.

I followed the fuckin mouse into his office and immediately recignized my father sitting there, full uniform as if he had come here in a rush. I straightened my posture and lifted my head, stiff as a board.

"At ease." He said.

I loosened up a bit and sat down in the other chair in front of his desk, my back still straight.

"Now, we have some news that will be difficult to take right away." Nezu said, his smile faded.

I looked to my dad. He had his usual furrowed eyebrows, but something was different, off. He had more a look of pitty than anger. I stared into his eyes. Get out of my head.

I flinched as I didn't here what I had anticipated. "You need to here this verbally, not through mind reading."

I began to fear what I had been called in here for. Everything seemed so fucking wrong. Nothing was as it usually was. First off my dad was here, fully decorated with military uniform and badges. Principal rat face had lost his usual cheery ass smile, it was offsettling no matter how annoying his persistant grin was. Then dad wouldn't let me read his thoughts.... something bad happened.

"It's your mother." Principal mouse said.

My eyes widened and bounced between the principal and my dad. Waiting for more.

"She was affected by a powerful quirk. The med bay tried to stabalize her, but determined she would die later today." My father explained.

I jumped out of mt chair. "The fuck did this happen!?"

"Watch your mouth." He grumbled. "Early this morning."

I cleched my fist at my sides. "What kind of quirk was it." I mumbled.

Dad sighed, "One similar to the villain Tomura Shigaraki. Long distance though, she's slowly disintegrating as we speak."