Fire in Her Eyes (Bakugo x OC)

Chapter 8

(Bakugo's POV but like said in Third POV)

Bakugo had felt it in his side when she first got stabbed. He tried to not double over in pain. His side ached the whole time he was fighting. Throughout the whole time he keep feeling more and more flashes of pain throughout his body. At one point he feel to the ground and clutched his shoulder. Kirishima ran over to him and tried to help him. Bakugo refused his help. He isn't weak. 

When Kirishima and him escaped the fire area, Bakugo watched in horror as the Nomu smashed his beloved soulmate into the ground. He couldn't, no he wouldn't do anything. He was afraid. He'd been weak. He watched as she slowly went in and out of unconsciousness. All the pain that he received from his soulmate got replaced with adrenaline. She had been so strong. She fought until she dropped. 

He ran at the monster at full speed. He blasted explosions every second he could. He helped everyone as much as could. He managed to find the warp villain's weakness. He held it down until a miracle happened. All Might appeared. The man, the myth, the legend. Bakugo was thoroughly ecstatic. He got distracted though and accidentally let the villain go. Everyone was watching as All Might and the monster fought. 

Bakugo took this time to try and find the others. He got to the entrance of the building and saw the pink girl clutching Akira with her dear life. Akira's blood was smeared onto the pink girls uniform. Bakugo slowly walked over to see her. As he got closer he saw her ribs. Like he saw her bones. He hands and knees started to shake. He was weak. He could've protected her. Who was he kidding? He hurt her in the first place. He remembers watching her fall onto the grass. Her saying those words to his face. 'I hate you', oh how he hated those words. After that day he went home and cried. His soulmate hated him. I mean he hated her. But like didn't hate her. 

He walked over to her and moved hair out of her face. The pink girl watched, this was out of character for him. The pros came through the door and the pink girl asked for a doctor. Bakugo lifted Akira bridal style as she fell out of consciousness. He placed her gently on the stretcher. He stayed back with the rest of the class. He knew he would be the last person she would want to see. 

(Back to Akira's POV)

"A villain attack happened today at USJ, 20 students and two teachers were involved. No deaths. Two students and both teachers were severely injured. Izuku Midoriya and Akira Tatsuma were the students that got the worst of it. Both of them were defending and/or helping their teachers. Akira Tatsuma reportedly killed over 20 villains. 19 of them were turned to dust, using her fire quirk. The last one died from blood loss..." The TV news reporter said. I blocked out her voice. They have been reporting the same thing for three days. I was in a coma for a week. I had heard Mr. Aizawa had woken up and apparently looked like a mummy. I get released from the hospital this afternoon. Thank god though, it smells like piss and death. 

Apparently Ashido and a couple others were going to visit me. She wouldn't tell me who else was coming with. I waited impatiently for her. I haven't seen someone my age for a couple days. Right now it is was around 9:30 in the morning. Ashido said she would be here at 9:30. Ugh, well she's always late anyways. 

At that thought the door burst open. Ashido screamed really loudly and ran towards me. "Ah! HEY BEST FRIEND! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" 

I laughed at this, "Just try being a little quieter, there are others in this building." She nods her head violently before stepping aside and putting the gifts she brought for me on the table next to my bed. I look behind her and I see who she brought, Kirishima, Kaminari, Ochaco, and Bak-BAKUGO? 

What the fuck is he doing here? Ugh he's gonna bully me and call me weak. I just got better too...ugh this sucks. 

I wave weakly to them. Kirishima gives me a big hug before grabbing a chair and sitting next to me. Some of the nurses come in a bring enough chairs for them. Kaminari tried to give me hug but I know what he's like. I put out a hand to stop him. Bakugo gives me a simple glance before sitting in one of the chairs. 

"How are you doing?" Ochaco asks. 

"Better, I woke up a couple days ago, is there anything I missed during school?" I go up to scratch my head. Ashido squints her eyes to look at something. 

I direct my gaze at what she was looking at. Oh no, no, no, I forgot to cover up my tattoo. I haven't told her yet. 

"What's that on your wrist?" Ashido stands up and walks towards me. 

"It's-Its nothing, it doesn't matter." 

She grabs my wrist and reads the words. "Why would you put this on your wrist?" 

"I was drunk." 

"Wait, no way." Her eyes widen and she looks like she just realized something. Out of the corner of my eyes I see Bakugo tense up. 

"Is that like a soulmate thing?" Kirishima asks. He gets up to get a closer look and soon everyone except Bakugo comes to look at it.

"Y-yeah, it doesn't matter." I yank my wrist away from Ashido. 

"Have you met them?" Kaminari asks. 

"Yeah, things didn't work out, so it doesn't matter, can we just talk about something else?" I rub my wrist. Everyone sits back down. 

They all start telling me how their days have been. I guess the sports festival will be coming up in a week and a half. 

Around eleven o'clock everyone starts talking about lunch. I can't be released yet so I just stay silent and look at my phone. 

"We should get lunch and bring it back here." Kirishima turns to look at me. "What do you want us to get for you?" 

"Extra spicy chicken curry and rice." 

"I knew it." 

"We should have someone stay here with Akira." Ochaco says. "How about Bakugo? He did help her during USJ." 

"SHUT UP ROUND FACE!" Bakugo shouts. He sits back down in his chair and continues looking at his phone. I guess he's staying. This might be the day that I die. 

Everyone leaves and after 5 minutes of complete silence, Bakugo speaks up. 

"Let me see how bad it is." 

"W-what?" 

"Don't be stupid, I felt it." 

I slowly lift up my shirt and an open wound was replaced with scab that had a bruise surrounding it. He looks at and gives a small nod then goes and sits back down in his seat. 

"What did they mean with 'you helped me'?" 

"It doesn't matter." 

"Of course it matters." 

"You're persistent." He cracks a small smile. 

"I've been told that many times." I look down at my hands and I start fidgeting with them. Thank god I'm already red so he doesn't see the blush rising to my face. 

"I never got to tell you this, but I-I'm sorry." 

"For what?" 

"For hurting you and calling you weak and doing all those other things and at USJ I couldn't protect you." 

"You hurt me physically, but emotionally, you made me stronger." I smile at him. "At USJ, I didn't need protection, I made the choice to go in and attack, this is all my fault." I point to my injuries. 

"Well I could've helped you." 

"No. I wouldn't have let you, besides you have your lone-wolf-tough-guy appearance to uphold." 

"I DON'T ACT LIKE THAT!" His gremlinness appeared again.

I raise my eyebrow. Maybe he isn't too bad.