Flames Intertwining (Katsuki Bakugou Love Story)

Gym Gamma

The morning definitely felt different, but in a good way. The moment I woke up, I realised I wasn't at home anymore. It felt a little sad to not see Shouto's sleepy face, but it felt good to be in my own space and feel independent. I got out of bed, stretching before getting into something comfortable and going into my bathroom to brush my teeth. I tried to fix my hair as I walked out of my room.
"Good morning," said Tsu, coming out of her room. I turned and smiled at her.
"Morning. How do you feel today?" I asked, still feeling bad for last night. She gave a warm and wide smile.
"I'm fine, thank you, ribbit," she said, coming next to me. I placed my hand on her head, smiling warmly. I knew when she croaked like this, she was happy. We began to walk together, stopping at Momo's door as she came out.
"Good morning," she said, yawning as she tied her hair into its usual style. We replied and began to talk as we took the elevator down to the common room. All the other girls were already there making their breakfast. The room erupted with talking, comforting Tsu, and occasional laughter. It felt really nice being here with them. I didn't feel the same stress as I did back home. Even though my siblings were amazing, too many horrible memories were engraved in my mind when I was in a certain room back at home. With the girls, I strangely felt more at home here. It was still a shame to not see Shouto, as it was basically like a routine, but I knew I'd see him later. After finishing our breakfast and getting changed, we met the boys at the entrance of the dorms. Spotting Shouto, I instinctively gave him a quick hug.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Shut up," I said, feeling comfortable. I felt Shouto sigh, but a single arm wrapped around my back. I smiled and pulled away, getting patted on the head by him. We walked together, chatting on how we felt the morning was by not seeing each other, but enjoying the atmosphere overall. We soon arrived to school, and began walking to our class, but I felt a hand lock onto my arm as everyone else entered the class. I turned and saw Bakugou staring hard at me.
"You hug that half-and-half, but not me?" he grumbled. I gave a small smirk. Clearly he's not a morning person. I calmly wrapped my arms around him as his quickly enclosed me into his chest.
"Better?" I sarcastically ask. He grumbled in response. I smiled and gave him a quick peck on his cheeks, taking his hand into mine and entering the class. We glanced at each other a final time before parting and sitting down into our seats while Aizawa came in.
"I believe I mentioned this yesterday, but for now, Class 1A of the hero course will be focusing on getting their provisional licenses," said Aizawa as class began.
"Yes, sir!" we said.
"A hero license bears with it the great responsibility of human life," Aizawa continued, giving us a stern look, "of course, the exam to receive one is very difficult. Even the provisional license has only a 50% passing rate each year. That's why today, we will have each of you come up with at least two... ultimate moves." As he finished his sentence, the door slid open, revealing the heroes Cementoss, Midnight and Ectoplasm.
"Ultimate moves?!" screamed Kirishima and Kaminari.
"It's like a real school and yet-"
"It's like a super normal hero thing!"
"'Ultimate'! This means that this move will give you a sure win!" Ectoplasm explained.
"A move so ingrained into your body that others cannot copy it," said Cementoss, "battle means seeing how much you can force what you're good at on your opponent."
"Your moves will represent you," smirked Midnight, "these days, pro heroes without ultimate moves are an endangered species."
"We will tell you more as we go along," said Aizawa, "we want you to proceed logically. Change into your costumes and meet in Gym Gamma." Everyone immediately left their seats, extremely excited for what was in store for us. The whole way, I thought of what ultimate moves I could come up with. However, the more I thought about it, the more I began to doubt myself. I thought of Shouto. I thought of our father. I thought of how different Shouto was from him. He has the power of ice and fire that he could control extremely well. His style of fighting and using his Quirk were so different and that's what made him unique. Then there was me. I was a basic copy of that old man. As he claims, I was a mistake. I was only the extra spice to his plan. He trained me to be exactly like him. It was all I knew. Any move I tried to think of, it all equaled to him. I couldn't think of anything original. My mind began to whirl and spin, anger and frustration building up inside me.
"Homura?" I glanced to the side, spotting the girls. "Are you okay?" I hesitated, but gave a weak smile, nodding silently. I walked forward, clenching my fists to calm myself down. I didn't feel like talking much today. I only wanted to be with my thoughts.