From the Ground Up: Kacchako

Chapter 23: say what

"How unfortunate.."
Uraraka opened her eyes at the sound of Midoriya's voice, and found Bakugou standing over the both of them.

Leering over them as they lay in the hammock, hands on his hips. Uraraka's eyes widened and she went very, very still. Midoriya frowned, slightly upset that he'd woken her up. Bakugou sneered in the green haired hero's direction.
"Your face is unfortunate you sour-mouthed slut"
"How creative, boomer"
"Shut it you second rate twit,"
Ochako swung herself out of the hammock and onto her feet in a smooth motion, planting herself firmly between the two boys. She held her arms wide, smiling small at Bakugou.
"There's no need to get too angry, is there?"
His eyes shifted to hers, but the look in them unsettled each and every one of her nerves. It was like she was unimportant, something secondary to anything. He looked her up and down once in a quick motion and turned to walk away.
"If you wanted it to be done, you should've just said so. There's no point in being a liar to both of us"

Forgetting Midoriya completely she ran after him as he walked inside. A few days ago she might have been hurt by his statement, but right now she was angry. Angry that he didn't come to apologise after almost blowing her through a wall, angry that he wouldn't talk, that he always assumed the worst, just angry in general. She guessed he wasn't expecting her reaction at all, since he looked like she'd slapped him when she stopped him short and pushed him backwards hard by the chest.
"What is wrong with you?!"
She almost-yelled. His mouth fell open in a smile and his eyes flew wide.
"Me? What's wrong with me? I'm not the one running off and cuddling up to damn Deku!"
She stomped her foot, childish as the action made her feel.
"I didn't run off! I went for a walk with a friend and sat down. Nice company, actually, since you seemed content on ignoring me"
He half scoffed half laughed.
"Is that how it is? Really, Ochako, get some backbone, or a better argument"

Her breath began to push out of her chest in shaky patterns, anger unfurling in her chest like a red raging flower with thorns.
"You want a better argument? Oh, I've got plenty!"
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Mina yawned and stretched her arms, shaking her hair out of her face. Next to her Kirishima dropped his spoon onto the table and jumped, the noise scaring him. Most of the others were gone to bed, and she stood up with concern when she saw Bakugou and Uraraka storming into the hallway. She stopped him dead, shoving him backwards. Mina made a mental note to congratulate the girl on her bravery.

Kirishima stood now, the same concern plastered onto his face. The blonde and brunette across the room began shouting and fighting, spitting words sharper than any knife and burning deeper than Mina's acid. Mina could barely make out their conversation, but heard bits and pieces. She heard Bakugou call Uraraka a rude synonym for the word 'unfaithful' and she shoved him again, only to earn a harder dive from him.
Mina could tell they were getting madder and madder with every insult thrown into the air. Bakugou's hands began smoking, and Uraraka's hair starting lifting into the air. Long brown strands floating around her head.
"I'll take him, you take her, otherwise this might get ugly"
Kirishima whispered, and Mina nodded. They set off to their friends, trying to stop either of the bickering teenagers from tearing down the building in their anger. Mina lifted Uraraka into the air by her waist and carried her away, while Kirishima stood in front of his friend, arms in the air, blocking view from the two girls.
"Calm down-"
"I am calm! She's the one-"
"Dude, I hate to do it to you, but you know that I will call your mother. She's my speed dial"
Bakugou sneered.
"She is not"
"Wanna bet? Do you have any idea how many time's I've had to call her because you've gone crazy and threatened a little kid cause they said you were too scary to be a hero?"
The blonde narrowed his eyes, fists clenching, but smoking out nonetheless.
"Fine, but me and her,"
He pointed a finger in the direction of Uraraka's fleeting form.
"We're not done."
Kirishima shrugged.
"Do what you want, just don't make me call the person who birthed you. God knows the kinda crap you'll be in if she has to drag your sorry ass all the way home"

Bakugou turned toward the stairs with a glare in the red heads direction.
"Watch it, weird hair. I know where you live"
Kiri bristled.
"Right, but so do I. I mean- I know where you live, too"
Kirishima rubbed the back of his head and watched Bakugou climb the stairs to his room. He stared down at his feet for a few seconds, then at the ceiling.
"I bet the kitchens are unguarded,"
He wondered aloud, and set off the eat his own body weight in snacks from the probably-not-open kitchens. He could only wonder how Mina was dealing with a raging Uraraka. A twitch pulled at his eye at the thought.
Yeesh.