Sports Festival: Starting Line

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"Oi Izumi, hurry up!" Bakugo shouted from the doorway of the Midoriya household. Izumi rushed down the hall nearly slipping in her socks as she stopped at the entrance to put on her shoes.

"Izumi, are you sure you have everything? Your handkerchief? Your bento?"

"Yes mama, I've got it all." She stood up tapping her toes to slip the shoes all the way on.

"Okay, good luck today both of you. I'll be watching and recording the whole event in HD! Do your best!"

"We will!" Izumi called out with Bakugo letting out a grunt of recognition. The two of them headed out and walked to the station. Halfway down the path Bakugo grabbed her hand. He'd made a habit of doing so once a safe distance from home.

Izumi said nothing, used to the slight possessive grip. It was anything more intimate that she was still uncomfortable with. Bakugo had never really liked showing public displays of affection but ever since USJ he had been getting bolder with his moves.

They stood close now, his arm raised up to grab the hand grip and the other protective around her waist. He held tighter and guided her body through the turns and jerks of the train. After awhile he glanced down at her and leaned his head on her shoulder and read her phone display.

"What are you doing?" He asked grumpily.

"Checking the news for any hero movement. Things seem relatively quiet except for the few petty thieves. Nothing extreme." She tapped her phone with her thumb scrolling down the news site before tucking it away. She turned her head and was nose to nose with him. Her face flush bright red. "Kacchan, you're too close!"

"Huh?!" He scowled at her. "Can't be helped, we're crammed in this stupid tiny train, remember?"

"Yeah but..." she could taste his breath. Her own breath fluttered out as nerves made her fidget. His hand around her waist pulled her right up against his chest as the train took a sharp turn. "Your face..."

"Usagi..." he said with exasperation. "Did it ever occur to you, that maybe I like having my face this close?"

"Eh? No! W-Why?"

"So I can do this," he slid his hand between her breasts, up her neck to grab her face. He turned it just enough to expose her neck, and bit her. She squeaked, the blood rushing all the way up to her face and she jerked around."

"W-what the hell K-k-k-kacchan?! Public! That was in public!"

"Eh? So? You liked it didn't you?" He grabbed her chin leaning down with a smirk. "Want another, my cute Usagi?"

"I'm not your damn pet..." she whimpered in complaint as he got in close again, "Stop teasing me!" She let out a sigh of relief when they came to a halt at the station. She jerked free of him huffing off, her head down in embarrassment as she caught the stares and whispers of others who'd seen the odd PDA. "Damn you, Kacchan."

Bakugo kept her in view as he strolled behind her smirking. He liked teasing her, watching her face flush with embarrassment... but more he liked the erotic look in her eyes whenever he did something unexpected like that. 


One day, maybe during summer when their parents weren't around, he might even be able to talk her into finally letting him see what she hid under that school uniform. He'd never given sex much thought, Mineta was the pervert of the group not him. However he couldn't help but imagine just what kind of sexy secrets his cute Usagi had hidden inside. Pleased with the thought he walked faster to catch up. He slid his arm around her ,and nuzzled her temple.

"I'm still annoyed with you." She muttered.

"Like I care."

~Front Gate of UA~

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