In love with the wrong guy!

Chapter eleven- hiding

Bakugou's voice echoed across the large room. Everyone had gone silent, even Kirishima, who was probably still mad at Bakugo. "Ah. I see you have arrived." Muttered Shigaraki, and with one quick motion, he yanked his knives away from Kirishima and pointed them towards Bakugo. Bakugo took this as an indication that their fight was beginning. Shigaraki smirked and held his ground, motioning with two fingers for Bakugo to step forward. So Bakugo did. Yelling, he began to sprint, arm cocked. Shigaraki stood and smiled eerily, most likely not a good sign. As Bakugo charged with his fist, he at the last second switched to his legs and attempted to kick Shigaraki. But Shigaraki was gone. "What the hell-?" Sputtered Bakugo, looking around.

"While he's gone, untie me!" Kirishima said, annoyed. "Ah- yeah." Said Bakugo, still feeling a bit awkward about their argument. He quickly went and undid the bonds around Kirishima's hands and feet, to which Kirishima barely muttered a "thanks." As Kirishima rubbed his sore arms, with red marks from where the rope had been, he glared at Bakugo, then sat on the floor, refusing to look up. "I know you're mad- and I guess you have a right to be-" muttered Bakugo, who was interrupted by an annoyed Kirishima. "I certainly do! I mean, what an ass you were! Playing with my feelings! Do-" a hand suddenly went around Kirishima's waist and held him in close. Despite being angry, Kirishima's heart thumped at being so close to Bakugo. He could smell the caramel scent of Bakugo, feel the cotton of his shirt against the skin of his arms. But, then he was gone, charging towards a shadow. "Where are you going! Bakugo!" Kirishima cried.

Bakugo punched into the darkness, clearly making contact with something. The other figure kicked and punched back, but he clearly wasn't much of a fighter. Bakugo knew Shigaraki was truly a weak person, who relied too much on weapons and not strength. So he had easily knocked him out. He grunted, looking at the shadow that had gone limp, and then ran towards kirishima. "We have to go." He huffed, grabbing Kirishima's hand. "Where? Why?"
"I'll explain everything on the way."

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They had stolen a horse, who Kirishima wanted to call brownie, because of its shiny, brown mane, but Bakugo scoffed and suggested they not get too attached. Although they were mad at each other, Kirishima had agreed to sit in front of Bakugo on the same horse, so Bakugo was leaning over and basically holding him the entire time. "Will you tell me why we are riding on a horse to who knows where?" Asked Kirishima.
"Yeah- I knocked out Shigaraki, but probably not as long as I'd have liked to. Soon, he'll wake up and be pissed. So we need to get our asses on the road or we will be dead meat when he shows up with an actually strong army." Explained Bakugo.
"That's...a lot. Hmph." Kirishima rolled his eyes, pouting. He clearly was not happy with how this day was going, and what the hell was going on. They trotted along in an awkward silence, Bakugo clearly knowing where he was headed. Kirishima admired the leaves of the trees and the wildlife- he had never been in this country before. Kirishimas huge red eyes surveyed the landscape, and he sighed and smiled, admiring the peace. "Beautiful." Said Bakugo, eyeing the horizon. "W-What?" Asked Kirishima, dazed. "The leaves, dumbass- n-not you..." muttered Bakugo, blushing and averting his gaze. He slightly covered his face, trying to make it look like he was thinking. Kirishima just nodded.

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They had arrived at the village just at sundown. Bakugo seemed to know this place like the back of his hand, so Kirishima actually felt quite at home in the town. The town was neither big nor small, probably making just enough each year to keep running. They trotted on the cobblestone until they reached the center of the village, a large inn. It seemed to have a personality of its own, so bright and cheerful. Laughter could be heard echoing throughout the village. Bakugo slipped off the horse, and offered his hand to Kirishima, to which he hesitantly accepted. "I'm still mad at you, you know." Said Eijirou. "Believe me, I know." Bakugo smirked and lead him into the tavern, most likely where they would be spending their nights. The tavern was packed with men and women, mostly drunk, who were laughing and yelling about anything you could think of. Bakugo just walked to the counter, slammed a handful of gold on the counter, and said "Give me a room for at least 2 nights, dresses, and any clothing of that sort, I suppose." Seeing as the amount of money Bakugo had just placed was huge, the lady hesitantly nodded and scurried off to fetch the room key. "Ah- Dresses? What the hell, bakugo?" Kirishima said through clenched teeth.

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"No! I'm not doing that!" Said Kirishima, once they entered their room.
"But, you have long enough hair to look like one. I don't." Bakugo pointed his finger to his hair as if to say, duh.
"But- I'm not a girl?!" Exclaimed Kirishima, exasperated.
"It's only temporary. We need a disguise. It'll make you safe, I promise."

Kirishima ended up wearing that damned pink dress. He hated every second of it, and was sure Bakugo enjoyed his demise. He did have to admit though, he did have fairly feminine features, and medium-long hair. "Ugh. Look at me." Said Kirishima, annoyed. "Haha, you look..." Bakugo couldn't find the right word- Kirishima certainly looked like a girl, but it was odd. Bakugo had never truly thought about his sexuality. Would he like Kirishima if he was a girl? Was he only into guys? He wasn't sure. But Kirishima certainly made him question everything. "I'm going downstairs. I've been cooped up for so long, it's like I've forgotten how to interact." Before Bakugo could say no, Kirishima had left. Bakugo grumpily followed maybe 5 minutes after, not wanting to seem too eager. And when he got downstairs he had never been angrier in his life, he was sure of it. Or was it anger? Maybe...jealousy? Whatever it was, he looked over and saw Kirishima flirting with some guy at the bar.