"Hold on, you're gonna go fight him right now?!" Izuku shouted.
"Why are you flipping? It's not like he's going to kill me." I pulled my bag over my shoulder.
"How can you be so sure about that? He held nothing back against me in school training!" Izuku tried to grab me but winced in pain before he could actually reach me.
"I'm going Izu. You can't stop me, especially not with you laid up in this hospital bed." I walked out the door.
"Dammit Doll!"
I closed the door to Izuku's room. "Good Grief."
"Let's go, up on the roof. I'm only curious about your hand to hand skills for now." Katsuki grabbed my arm, dragging me towards the stairs.
"Are you sure about this Katsuki?" I questioned as we reached the roof.
"Trying to back out before I beat your ass?" He scoffed, rolling his eyes.
My eyes narrowed and I kicked him in the shin. "On your guard asshole, don't think I'll be pulling any punches." I swung again.
Katsuki grabbed my arm, a somewhat sadistic laugh soon followed. "Oh this is gonna be fun isn't doll?!" He kicked my feet out from underneath me and held me up by my arm. "What? You seem distracted, and why? Because I used Deku's pet name for you."
I jumped up, punching Katsuki in the jaw before backing off. "You seem a bit jealous. He's getting stronger every day, he's amazing and sweet. Perfect for a hero. So of course I'd willingly be his doll, just like I'm your queen Suki, unless something's changed?"
"Queens are supposed to stay by the King's side, you think you could handle that?" He charged at me, his right arm pulled back.
I threw myself out of the way of his right hook. "You're Predictable Kacchan."
"Don't call me that." After a few more missed hits Katsuki started to get angry.
"Or what? You gonna hit me?" I chuckled a bit, dodging another swing.
"You bitch! Why are you so fast?" He attempted to block me but ended up getting punched in the stomach.
"Alright..." I shook my hand out. "I'm kinda bored with this, let's go get a bite to eat. It's on me."
"Fine. But I'm pretty hung..."
"Great." I took his arm and started dragging him down the stairs towards the exit.
"Hey Lilac, Bakugo!" Kirishima threw his arm over me. "Where are we headed?"
"Lunch, on me. You interested?" I smiled.
"Only if I can be lunch." Kirishima laughed a bit.
"You're pretty smooth, maybe we should go out sometime. Just you and I?" I grabbed his hand.
"Give me a time and place babe, I'll be there." He gave my hand a light squeeze.
"You look like a hoe." Katsuki spoke softly.
"Man I'm a mothafucking P I M P." I winked at Katsuki.
"Yeah, you act all big and bad but don't think we'll just forget about your interaction with Half and Half last night." Kirishima chuckled, pinching my left cheek.
"Let's not bring that up huh? There's no need to bully me for being star struck. He's hot and what of it? Plus the mysterious vibe he gives off, with the scar over his eye. He's definitely damaged, I guess I do have a type." I sighed deeply.
"I heard his mom did that to him, she poured boiling water on his face when he was a just a kid." Kirishima seemed more serious in that moment.
I felt my heart sink and I started to scratch my left hand under my long sleeve. "People who can hurt their own kids and still sleep soundly at night should burn in hell."
"Hey, don't let it drag on you Lilac. Let's just go enjoy some lunch."
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Fanfiction"I said come at me with everything you have dammit! Try to kill me if that's what works for you! I know you can fight harder than this!" Katsuki shouted. "Katsuki! Shut the hell up!"
