From the Ground Up: Kacchako

Chapter 13: Back in Bakugou!

The students awoke to a yelling Iida, waving his arms around and explaining that the bus was leaving again in one hour. When no one got up he ripped out their blankets from under them.
"We're ten minutes behind my planned schedule! Get up, quick, go! Hurry!"

Bakugou had been sleeping on his stomach, Uraraka lying on top of his back like a panda. They both groaned when Iida tore away the blanket that was on top of them. He went to pull at the blanket that was under them when Bakugou opened one eye and glared at him.
"Try it, four eyes. You'll need severe reconstruction on your little gear legs"
"You're not going to be a real hero with that attitude to your superior classmate, Bakugou"
"Eat Shit and die, four eyes"
Uraraka patted Bakugou's arm lazily, mentally smiling at the iron-strong muscle she felt underneath the skin.
"Hush, Katsuki, that's not nice. We'll be up in a second, Iida, I promise"
Iida nodded and went off to grab at Midoriya's legs while bakugou huffed. Much to his dismay she rolled off of him and sat up, rubbing at her face. She yawned and stretched her arms above her head, arching her back. When she let her arms fall again she found Bakugou staring at her.
"What?"
She said, her voice high pitched from sleep. He shook his head, his spiky hair ruffling even more.
"Nothin', just you"
Her chest bounced as she huffed and got up to speed into the bathroom with the rest of the girls. He made a sound like 'mlagh' and pushed himself up off the floor, only the be nearly knocked on his ass by Kirishima hitting his shoulder roughly with a smile.
"So you and Ochako, huh?"
"The fucks it to you, and what do you want?"
"Nothing, I'm just excited"
"Ew. About what?"
"What isn't there to be excited about?"

Bakugou groaned loudly and rubbed sorely at his eyes, going on to crack his back.
"Damn. I think she disabled my back, I can barely move it now"
"Well, that tends to happen when someone half the size of you sleeps on your back"
Bakugou glared.
"Thin ice, weird hair. Very thin ice"
Kirishima looked down at the floor.
"What ice?"
Bakugou rolled his eyes and went to the boys bathroom, lazily scratching at his hair.
Across the room, Midoriya stretched out his arms and rolled his neck, he had a risky next move coming up. He had to be ready for the possible consequences. Within the next forty minutes, with gradual instructions from Iida, the class was ready and loading back onto the bus. Uraraka waved down Mr. Aizawa.
"Aizawa Sensie! Where are we going? We've been traveling for a really long time"
He regarded her with tired eyes.
"Figure it out yourself"
He said, not unkindly, and got into the drivers seat. She groaned and chucked her bag onto the loading space and climbed up into the bus's entrance. Bakugou was near the back, and they locked eyes for a split second before she was tugged to the side into a seat. She stared at Midoriya in surprise.
"Oh, hi Midoriya"
"Hey, Uraraka. I thought we could sit together this time?"
"Um,"
She said, uncertain, and went to look back towards where Bakugou sat.
"Oh, I'm sorry. If you and Kacchan are back together I wouldn't want to keep you from him"
She sat in her seat properly, smiling at Midoriya.
"No, it's fine. We're not back together"
He smiled back, beaming, and tried to ignore the murderous red eyes glaring holes into the back of his head. He offered her an earphone.
"Wanna listen to music for the ride?"
She nodded eagerly.
"Sure!"
She stared out the window until the bus started up again, and she and Midoriya began playing two-person games on his phone.

Towards the back of the bus, as Bakugou sat with Kirishima, he minded his time by chewing on the inside of his cheek and seething. Kirishima tried to start a conversation only to be completely ignored. So the red haired hero turned around to engage in conversation with Denki.
Uraraka got up to go and get a small bottle of water from the front of the bus, when she passed Yaoyorozu and Todoroki sitting together. He held out his palm to her, and a small ice-made flower formed. She blushed as he placed it in her unbound hair, then going on to smile shyly at him. A small grin pulled at his lips as he pushed back the white side of his hair.
Uraraka fan-girled all the way back to her seat and swung her legs when she sat down. When Midoriya asked what she was so happy about, she leaned her head onto his shoulder and stared at the roof dreamily.
"Yaoyorozu and Todoroki are so cute together, don't you think?"
"Yeah, I guess. But I had no idea they were a thing"
"Neither! But, I guess they're not ones to want attention on that sort of thing"
She sighed, and he smiled sadly. She'd only leant on him like this once before, right after she and Bakugou had broken up. She'd been crying, and he'd wanted to kiss her, but had decided to wait for another window.
It's too easy, to kill a spark.
He thought.
It's not fair.

He often wondered if that if he'd been more like Bakugou, she'd have kissed him instead. She placed her hand on his arm gently and closed her eyes, and he admired the way her lashes brushed her cheeks softly.
"I'm glad we're such good friends, Izuku"
For the love of Christ.
He thought, and sighed, fighting the urge to roll his eyes.

It wasn't until night again that they finally reached where they were traveling to. A resort high in a mountain lodge somewhere, snow everywhere despite winter not coming for a few more weeks. It was freezing, and Uraraka clung to Midoriya for warmth. Mr. Aizawa looked unfazed by the cold temperature.
"This resort was generously paid for by the school and its sponsors, and you'll be staying here for the next five days. You'll each be given seperate rooms, however given that each of you are over the age of consent, there's really nothing we can do to stop you from sleeping in one another's rooms."
The others looked at each other cautiously, was this real? A trick? Or a joke, maybe. You could never tell with Mr. Aizawa.
"And, you'll each be under my responsibility if you choose to take in alcoholic-"
"Alcohol? You're letting us drink?"
Midoriya asked, the others looked astonished. Aizawa sighed heavily.
"Yes, unfortunately. Two drinks each, strictly. Now come on, Ojiro's freezing his tail off"
"But- why?"
Mr. Aizawa looked over his shoulder.
"Because you'll all probably die young, now move it"
Denki nodded his head like a child.
"Oooh, yeah. I see your point there, sensei"

The others hurried inside after him, eager to get into the warmth. Uraraka rubbed her hands together and blew hot air into them, feeling as if her bare fingers would fall off. She looked over at Bakugou, and frowned. His hands were rubbing over his arms and chest slowly, a warm light emitting from his palms.
Of course he's fine.
She thought, rather upset he was warm and she was freezing.
He's got built-in heaters.
He noticed her staring and grinned evilly, knowing what she was thinking. She looked away and marched over to her bag when they were all brought in. A prickle went up her spine when Bakugou slipped beside her.
"Need any help there, round face?"
"No."
She said stubbornly, and grabbed her bag. His hand went up her arm and gripped gently, effectively warming her skin underneath.
"You sure?"
No.
"Yes"
Without even looking at him she hurried away with her bag. She hadn't even taken notice of the place they were in, it was like a fancy looking cabin, only much bigger. It was very similar to the other place they'd stayed in, actually, just more modern. Ornate traditional paintings decorated the walls as she walked to her room, and she sighed in relief to find that her room wasn't as nice as the rest of the building. A bathroom to her left, one large bed to her right, windows on the far wall and a tv built into the wall facing the bed. She had just flopped down onto the soft mattress when a heavy knock sounded on her door. She groan-screamed and hit the bed several times before getting up with a smile and going to answer the door.