Untouchable - A 1215 Fanfiction - Bakugo Katsuki X OC

Episode 8

Once I got home from the police station, I was forbidden from leaving the house again. While my parents went wild and spent their free time yelling at the police and other authorities, I would re-watch the Sports Festival and make notes, look over said notes, sleep, or watch other dumb cartoons.

Today, I decided to watch the news, and unsurprisingly there was an attack from the League of Villains - except they had attacked class 1-A and 1-B specifically and had apparently managed to kidnap Bakugo in all of the ruckus.

A shitty picture of the high school boy was posted above another shitty picture of the suspect villain and leader of the group. There were pictures of the residue, since the battle was over now, and the forest was still releasing smoke from the flames that had been spread.

The League of Villains huh?

My mother walked by and leaned over to see what I was watching, "Isn't that that boy who lives on this street? Bakugo Katsuki is his name?"

"Yeah. He got kidnapped by the League of Villains." I replied, not turning from the screen.

She hummed, leaning back and looking at the TV a little longer before walking off. I frowned, most people would have said something like 'poor kid' or 'don't worry, I'm sure the pros are on it now' or 'I hope he's okay' or even 'damn those villains'.

But not my mother, because I'm sure my mother didn't give a flying fuck about what villains or heroes did as long as it didn't put me, her or her husband in danger.

Even worse, she might even have a soft spot for them.

-

When school started up again, I was finally able to leave my house. My parents were still outraged, and I was worried they were burdening the school with my well being again, but I tried not to think of it as I walked through the halls to find a place to sit that wasn't surrounded by a group of people. I figured if I was going to sit alone, I might as well be completely alone so I wouldn't get jealous of all the friends sitting together.

On my way to the roof of the school, I passed by Bakugo, "Hey, Bakugo!" I quickly said to stop him.

He rose a brow as he turned to face me and I approached him hesitantly. I knew what he went through, and even if he was a temperamental jerk sometimes, I'm sure he still would have been scared.

"I saw what happened on the News." I swallowed, "I just wanted to ask if you were alright? I-"

He scoffed, cutting me off, "Seriously? What the hell are you trying to do, sympathize? What happened to me was nothing, and it shouldn't be any of your concern."

"But, Bakugo, I just..." I trailed off, unsure of how to phrase it.

"You just what? It's not like you could ever understand anyways - My wellbeing is non of your concern, so leave me the hell alone."

I stood speechless as he walked off, leaving me alone just like Todoroki did.

I knew Bakugo would never think of me as a friend, and I had to remember that he had no idea about my kidnappings. But that didn't mean it still didn't hurt for some reason, and it hurt a lot.

-

When I got home, Iwazumi sensei and the principle of UA were sitting at my kitchen table. I just looked at them, wondering what the hell was going on, and Iwazumi waved happily as my mother ushered me to a seat.

Iwazumi sensei didn't look like her usual happy self, though, and I sat silently as the principle explained that my parents insisted that for me to continue to learn at UA, I would have to move into the dorms and be assigned a buddy that would accompany me if I were ever to leave campus until the kidnappings were taken care of for good.

"The final decision is yours Mitsuha. Would you like to continue at UA with these circumstances?" Principle Nezu asked.

My mother grabbed my hand, "It's up to you sweetie."

Up to me, is it? I asked silently, because when I looked into her eyes it almost seemed like she was begging me to decide not to go back and instead go to a different, smaller school with no hero course.

But even though things weren't going great for me right now, I still wanted to keep going to UA. I loved Iwazumi-san as a teacher and I loved quirk studies. I might not get the same experience at any other school.

"I want to continue at UA." I finally replied, turning back to the principle, "I accept the circumstances of doing so."

My mother let out a breath, and even though it was just a breath it sounded disappointed. My father remained silent, and they began to discuss our next steps.

I was moving into the dorms almost right away, my things were thrown into boxes and my father was helping me move them into my new room. Once everything was settled and he left, Aizawa called for me and led me out to meet with the person who would be my designated buddy.

"You're parents insisted that they choose who your partner would be." He explained as we walked, "They looked through each students profiles from class 1-A and 1-B and ended up choosing who they believed to be a friend of yours."

I rose a brow, "Friend of mine?" I mumbled in question.

"Yeah. One second, let me get him, Bakugo!"
My eyes widened and I quickly looked up at the teacher to see if maybe he was joking, but Bakugo walked over with his hands shoved in his pants pockets and I stood dumbfounded.

Of course my parents thought we were friends just because they saw us talking once, and just because we walk home the same way, and now they have made my life even more of a living hell than it already is.

"Bakugo, you know Iume-san."

"Yeah, what of it?" He asked, shrugging as he glanced at me.

Aizawa explained that I had been victim of lower class villains trying to kidnap me and get information about UA out of me, and since police and pro heroes were still working on my case and my parents were 'very worried' they insisted that I move into the dorms for better protection like the hero class kids did, and that if I wanted to leave campus I needed someone to accompany me if something happened.

"So I have to be her body guard?" Bakugo asked, scowling slightly, "Why can't Deku do it?"

"Because her parents insisted it to be you."

Aizawa sighed, "This is not a debatable matter, alright? It shouldn't be long before we figure all this out and then she won't need someone anymore."

"Fine."

Aizawa left quickly after that, and Bakugo glared at me before telling me I better not be leaving often, and I turned without a reply to head back to my room.

I pulled out my sheets and made my bed, leaving the rest of the boxes untouched as I closed the curtains, and crawled under the sheets. I hadn't had dinner, but instead of eating I decided thinking about how different things would be if I was braver and had convinced my parents to let me join the hero course.

If I was in that course, then I could have protected myself better. Then maybe I would have real friends, and maybe Bakugo wouldn't be so annoyed with me.

Maybe then Todoroki wouldn't be avoiding me now and his father wouldn't have called me weak and useless.

But then again, what if I was weak and useless anyways?