Four Powers of Prison [BNHA Prison AU]

「 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕤: 𝕂𝕒𝕥𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚 𝕀𝕀 」

Teenage Katsuki POV

"Bakugou! Hey! Bakugou!" A boy my age yelled from behind me, is it who I think it is? Yes, yes it is. I turn around to look at his face.

"What do you want, Hair for Brains?" I turn around, not realizing how close he was to my face. I instantly back away and almost trip. I successfully catch myself and regain my balance. He walked a few steps closer to me.

You better not do it, you dumb-

Kirishima cut my train of thought by wrapping his two arms around my waist, looking directly into my eyes. I knew this was going to happen, so I already had my hand into a fist. Before you know it, my knuckles landed a hit on his abdomen, twice. It was hard punches. There were witnesses, but not for Kirishima's move, the first move. I observed there was 3 businessmen and one mother with her child. One of the business workers unlocked his phone and dialed the emergency line. I, of course, was left with a shocked face and my jaw dropped. As my jaw dropped, so did Kirishima.

I looked down at the injured Kirishima and debating whether I should help him or not. My brain decided that wasn't a good idea, so I ran away to the safety of my home. 

As time passed, my anxiety rose and my stomach sank lower and lower by the minute. Half of me regretted my choice of punching him, but the other half feels like he deserves it. My mother soon came home from the grocery store.

"I'm home." She yelled from downstairs. I stood up and walked out of my room, and headed to the bathroom to take a shower and relax in it, to clear my mind up. Sure, it helped, but only for a few minutes. I leaned against the shower walls and let the water fall onto my face. I started daydreaming, remembering memories from long ago. My father, my old neighbor and our little group. Deku and I were like peanut butter and jelly, practically inseparable.

I slammed my fist into the shower walls and tears slowly fell down on my face.

[I don't curse, so here is some semi-christian terms for the children.]

If I lose time to jail, I won't see that darned nerd again! I just want to punch his brains out! My thought process isn't so clear at this moment where it's supposed to be, theoretically. The distant memories of dad, of Deku, of my loved ones, flashed through my mind like a movie. By this time, mom is supposed to be preparing dinner.

Then, there was a knock at the front doors.

Those pigs sure are fast at looking at cameras. I thought. The streetlight cameras caught my escape. My mom yelled for identification. My thought was right, it was the cops. I turned the shower off, dried my masculine body, and got dressed into a black t-shirt with black joggers. Unlocking the bathroom door, I walk downstairs. I was quite prepared for my arrest. They wouldn't have seen Kirishima through the cameras, he was in its blind spot. You could only see his uniform and some parts of his black hair. 

Mom hesitantly opened the front door, "What do you all need?" She asked in a polite tone. The officer that was in the front described a boy with spiky blond hair with a uniform. "He should have come here around 15 minutes ago. We think his name is Bakugou Katsuki." He informed. My mother turned around with a confused look on her face. She once again made eye contact. "He does live here, he's my son." She said in a somewhat confident way. I walked up to them.

"There he is," One of the officers said. "Put your hands behind you head and turn around." The first officer demanded, and I obeyed. He swiftly walked up with handcuffs and handcuffed me. Mom looked at me with worry and anger. She opened her mouth to speak, but I simply looked away to ignore her. I apologized to her, and I was walked out of my house into the police car. I saw people gathered around the house. I kept my head down, not wanting any more attention. The car door slammed shut, and was driven off to the police station. 

-Timeskip to the end of the court case.-

"The defendant is found guilty! Twenty years of jail time." The judge says as she slams down her gavel. My eyes widen. I expected this, but at the same time, I didn't. I was forcefully walked out of the courtroom to a place I will stay for the next twenty years of my life. I hope it isn't as bad as they make it out to be.