Untouchable - A 1215 Fanfiction - Bakugo Katsuki X OC

Episode 12

Because Bakugo didn't have his provincial hero license, and also because he was suspended for even longer than Midoriya was for some major fight they got into, my temporary buddy was now switched to Uraraka.

Bakugo wanted it to be Kirishima, since he's the only one he trusted, but I wanted it to be Uraraka or Mina, and so Uraraka volunteered and I won when Aizawa made the final call.

Now, I was watching beside a third year named Tamaki (who had not taken his head off the wall for a while now) while another third year named Mirio beat the shit out of every single student. I couldn't even take notes, my mouth just hung open and I had to actually try to keep back from screaming in excitement.

A quirk I'd never seen before, a quirk that seemed absolutely invincible - a phase shifter! Mirio became my favourite person in all of UA the second he started fighting, and I cleared my throat as I glanced at the boy a foot away from me, still with his head on the wall.

"Excuse me..." He shivered slightly and I frowned, "I'm really sorry for bothering you Amajiki senpai, but I wanted to ask something about Mirio?"

He sighed heavily, "Okay." He murmured in response.

"D-do you think he'd sign my book if I asked?"

He sighed again, "Yes." He murmured again.

I smiled hesitantly, thanking him. I glanced back at the groaning students of class 1-A before turning back to the boy who seemed to be completely overcome by anxiety. I could tell he was uncomfortable, and though there was nothing I could do about that I hoped maybe I could make up for the fact that I was only talking to him for Mirio. He probably got that a lot.

"What's your quirk, Amajiki senpai?" I asked, making him flinch.

"I become what I eat." He mumbled in reply, and it took all my energy to hear what he said, but when I did I was just as astounded as I was when I figured out Mirio's quirk.

"WOW!" I gasped, quickly quieting down as he jumped at my loud tone, "Sorry!" I whisper yelled, "That's really, really cool senpai. Do you mind signing my book too?"

He slowly turned his eyes from the wall to the notebook I held out, "It'll only take a second, promise I won't bother you again after. Sorry for startling you."

"No... it's alright." He swallowed, taking my pen and book to sign. He shakily handed it back to me and I thanked him again before running off to Mirio who grinned and took my notebook to sign.

"I see you got Tamaki to sign too?"

"Yeah! Senpai is a little shy though. It's worrisome..."

Mirio chuckled, "He's always been like that. Don't worry about it. So you're the famous quirk studies girl I heard about? Iwazumi-sensei says you've got a lot coming for you."

Other than villains?

"Yeah! I'm looking forward to studying quirks with all of you heroes one day!"

-

After class, Uraraka and I headed straight out and to the convenience store since I told her I was craving strawberry milk and chocolate, and she also was having some cravings for sweet and sour candies. I had my chocolate and her sweets in a basket and I was walking to the back of the store with her to pick up the milk as she blabbered on about something her and Midoriya had been talking about recently.

"You really like Midoriya, don't you, Uraraka?"

"Eh?!" She gasped, throwing her hands in the air as her face burned pink, "Who told you that?!"

I chuckled at her expression, "No one. You just haven't stopped talking about him, that's all."

"Funny." An unfamiliar voice spoke firmly, "Someone talks about you quiet a lot too. So much so it's annoying as hell, and now I've been sent to fetch you."

I turned with wide eyes, and Uraraka quickly got on guard as he held out his hand, "So why don't you come with me, little miss Mitsuha, and we can do it the easy way for once."

A different man? Dammit, who the hell is this desperate for what I know?!

"I'm never gonna take the easy way and you should know it by now!" I growled in reply, dropping the basket on the ground ran forward to pounce on the guy, because this time I decided I was going to fight, and I was going to win.

"Take off your stupid mask, and tell me who sent you!" I screamed, Uraraka demanding the store clerk to call the police as I elbowed the man in the face and kneed him in the groin.

Ripping off his face mask, my fit of adrenaline washed away as his eyes met mine.

His hood had fallen down, and I stared flabbergasted.

"Wait a second... I know you!" I yelled.

The man panicked and did the only thing my current state allowed him to do. With my guard down and my body frozen in shock at the new information I had just figured out, his fist easily slammed into my left eye and I was knocked off my feet.

I grunted as I hit the ground, "Mitsuha!"

Uraraka yelled, "That's it, you're going down!"

I quickly sat up, watching as Uraraka threw the man over her shoulder and trapped him on the ground, the police sirens not too far away.

"Mitsuha-chan, are you okay?!" She asked, her eyes still dark and slightly horrifying as she looked back at me.

I opened my mouth to say yes, but then I realized I'd be lying.

"Mitsuha!" She began again, "Did you say you knew this guy?!"

"AH! Let me go! Please!" He begged.

"Yeah. I know him." I blurted out, staring at him as he struggled, but the girl on top of him didn't budge, "He works with my father."

-

After the police took away the man, I was sent to get medical treatment before the police would call me in to ask some questions. We got a ride back to the dorms and thankfully still got the things we went to buy, except I wasn't really craving them anymore.

Stepping into view, Bakugo began to ask what took so long, but cut himself off as he saw the black eye forming on my face.

"WHAT THE FUCK URARAKA?!" He started screaming right off the bat, which wasn't surprising to either of us who didn't even flinch.

"I'm sorry, okay?!" She yelled back, "We got the guy, so don't get mad at me!"

"It's not her fault Bakugo." I sighed, hugging myself, "It's mine. I got so mad and I tried to fight him, and then I let my guard down and he punched me."

"Dammit. You idiot!" He grabbed onto my shoulders, bending down to try and look into my eyes, but I shut them and looked away, He growled lowly and I popped my good eye open, "Come on already. Let's get you some ice."

Bakugo led me to a seat and got a cold pack for me, which I slowly placed on my swollen and throbbing skin. I sat there silently, staring hard at the counter and trying to push away any sadness that could lead to tears.

I blinked as a box of pink milk was set in front of me, the straw already in place, "Drink it. It's your favourite, right?"

I looked up to him, his red eyes still kind of looked angry, but I guess that was a permanent part of him by now. Somehow even though he wasn't smiling, I could feel the encouragement radiating off of him. He wanted me to feel better.

I turned back to the box of milk, picking it up and drinking it silently, he sighed silently in relief.