UNO REVERSE

Chapter 11

When you woke you were greeted with a hard surface below you and a stinging sensation flooding through certain parts of your body. There was a bit of light coming in from an opening, allowing you to see that there was a stack of books to your right. You began to push yourself up but the pain started to grow. You had to clutch onto the books to your side to keep from falling over. As you peered around the corner you saw the opening to the desk you were sitting in. You could see the lower half of someone's blazer on the outside. You walked towards the edge and looked up to see the blonde slumped over tiredly glaring at the person in front of him, well more like through the person in front of him, who happened to be Hagakure. You heard Aizawa mutter something to the class before the desk shifted a bit. Katsuki leaned over to get something along the lines of a notebook from his bag. This was followed by a giant hand reaching into the desk for a pen. You could barely hear Aizawa's muffled words over the furiously intense scribbling of a pen across paper from above you. The scribbles stopped and Katsuki's hand reached back into the desk. You jumped at this opportunity and ran over towards it, you had no intention of being stuck in a desk all day. As Bakugo's hand neared the pile of pens it was reaching for, you tackled it, or well you tried. Your attempt in tackling him mainly consisted of you running into his hand, which didn't do anything. He froze for a moment before grabbing a pen and withdrawing his arm out of the desk. As he pulled away you tried to hang onto his finger but it was too late and you couldn't get a good enough grip on it. You fell back onto the desk and watched longingly as Katsuki's hand disappeared out of sight.
You really didn't want to be left alone in a desk, or drawer for that matter. You curled up on the floor in defeat and something poked at your side, you turned to see what it was but nothing was there. You sighed and you felt something heavy being laid over top of you, startled you whipped your head around to see massive fingers lowering onto your body, pinning you to the ground. Katsuki's hand stayed put for a few seconds before shifting its position. His fingers curled into more of a dome shape and his thumb rested against your back. The scribbling continued on for a few minuets before it was interrupted by the sound of the lunch bell. Normally this sound would mean freedom but for you this meant being shoved into isolation for the next hour. Katskui's hand shifted and your chest was pinned between his forefinger and thumb, your feet dangled in the air as he lifted towards his blazer. He slipped you into the inside pocket, making sure no one noticed before heading off to lunch.
You could hear the sounds of anxious high schoolers making their way towards the cafeteria to eat. The smell of food filled your consciousness and your empty stomach groaned with delight, the immense hunger you were feeling didnt make its way towards your thoughts until you remembered food existed. The second Katsuki sat down you frantically started trying to escape the pocket you were trapped in. The opening was much higher than you could reach, but food was the only thing on your mind and you kept trying. Bakugo reached into the inside pocket of his blazer and pulled you out, he set you down on the table. You gaped at the tray of food in front of you, and began to climb onto it, setting your eyes on a piece of chicken you ran over to it.
"What do you think your doing?" You froze and slowly turned your head to see him glaring down at you.
"Uhhhhh... eating?"
"No."
"Huh?"
"No. It's my food. If you want some get your own."
"I literally cant get down from this table without bringing death upon myself."
"That's your problem."
"Come on I'm starving!"
"When did you last eat?"
"Uhh about a day and a half ago. Can I have food now."
"No. You can remember how long ago it was so it wasn't that long. You can wait till dinner." You stared at him in utter disbelief as he declined you the right to eat at your own free will. Out of spite you decided to ignore him and start eating anyway but before you could even finish that thought Katsuki slammed his hand over top of you.
"Hey Bakubro! What's up?" You were enclosed in a tight fist that shoved you back into Katsuki's pocket. You spent the rest of lunch trapped inside of a blazer listening to a conversation between five people, who's voices you could recognize as a few of your classmates. Frustrated and still hungry, you curled up and began to daydream, letting your wishful thinking take over the entirety of your conscious brain.
"Today we will be doing more battle training, suit up and meet at Gym Gamma." You heard Aizawa say before the sound of chatter filled the classroom. The hand that you had been leaning against pulled away, leaving you alone. After what sounded like the rest of the class had left, you walked to the edge of the desk to look outside. Your wandering gaze was met with a pair of bright green eyes from the desk behind the one you were in. Izuku's expression turned from neutral to pure horror in less than a second. He looked around for a second and began walking towards Katsuki's desk. Realizing the situation you were in you backed further into the darkness. Midoriya did another check to make sure no one was around before bending down to look in. You continued backing up as his already wide eyes grew even larger with a mixture of expressions. He reached his arm into the desk and you ran for cover behind a few books in the back corner.
"S-Surō?" He stuttered, his voice was shaky, which would make sense. You had mysteriously disappeared only to reappear about an inch tall among Katsuki's belongs.
"A-are you ok-k? Is t-this r-real or am I hallucinating?" He slid the books out of the way revealing you, huddled in the corner. His hand neared you slowly, unsure what else to do you stayed put. You felt the tips of his fingers touch your side before flinching away.
"Holy crap you ARE real! Wait can you still speak? Do you know who I am? How did you get to be so tiny? Why are you in Kacchan's desk? Wait is the being sick thing an act or was that real? Do you even know what I'm saying? Wait am I just dreaming? Can you still use your quirk? Ho- ... are you ok?" You were still backed up against the corner, just staring at him with a mix of fear and happiness. You finally found someone to talk to other than Katsuki, but that person happened to be the one soul Katsuki resented most, you trusted him not to tell anyone, but how would Bakugo react to him knowing. Again Izuku's fingers touched your side but this time he scooped you into his hand and pulled you out of the desk.
"What happened?"
"Its a bit of a long story, just don't tell anyone, especially Katsuki, he'd flip out if he knew you found out, you know him." Loud stomping was heard outside the classroom and Midoriya quickly shoved you into the desk and moved the books back into place.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT NERD?!"
"N-nothing Kacchan!" You peered around the corner of the desk to see Katsuki in his hero costume trudging towards his desk.
You ran over to the back corner behind the books, you knew he was coming to get you and you really didn't want to get caught up in battle training. He took off his grenade-gauntlets and reached back into your hiding space and wrapped you in his leathery glove. You tried to squirm out of his hold but it only tightened the more you struggled.
"I don't want to go."
"You aren't, I'm shoving you in my backpack so you cant go anywhere. You think I'm going to bring you to training, you'll get yourself killed, that's also the reason why I'm putting you in my backpack, because you'll get bored and decide to explore, which is not a good idea." And so you spent the next few hours trapped in a bag with nothing to do.
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That took WAY TOO LONG. I decided to break this chapter up into two separate ones because this is going to be REALLY FRIKIN LONG otherwise. I gotta go edit this monstrosity now. Anyway have a beautiful day you beautiful person. Peace out my friends.
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