🌸O N L Y F O R Y O U🌸 ||Kacchako||

CHAPTER SIXTEEN: Not your battle

       The next morning I'm on fucking edge. Angel-face decided to come get me so she could walk me to school. Apparently she felt really bad about our fight yesterday.
"Hey..so uh..." she stared off, fiddling with the hem of her skirt and twiddling her fingers, a habit she does when she's anxious or nervous or doesn't know what to say. I leaned against the frame of my front doorway, shirtless because I just woke up from sleeping.
"I-I'm really sorry about arguing with you! I didn't mean to make you upset, Katsuki. It's just that I'm not that used to you being the one helping me...n-not that you don't help me! You always help me, whether you mean to or not. But I just didn't want you to worry and I was getting so stressed and anxious and impatient and..."
I remember my gaze on her softening as I witness her struggle to find the right words. My guy clenches. She's so damn adorable...
She continued to ramble on about being sorry or some shit before I interrupted her. "You wanna hug me? Cuz I'm waiting, dammit. I'm only asking once."
Her eyes lit up and she slid her face into the space between my neck and my shoulder, as she wrapped her arms under mine, hugging me tightly.
"You're the best." She gushed.
And that's what brought us here. She's trying to calm me down currently, but I couldn't give less fucks.
"Come on, Katsuki," she giggles nervously, her soft, angel fingers intertwined with my extremely sweaty palm. "He didn't mean to hurt me! He just said he doesn't like me the way I like him and that's totally fine!"
Bullshit. My eyes are farting around the street, trying to spot the pussy ass bitch of a nerd. I'm gonna fucking murder him.
I feel her jump beside me slightly, and that's when I know. He's here. I feel like a fucking predator scanning for its next kill. Go die...
My deadly red pupils lock with his disgusting green ones and I start picking up my pace, clenching my left fist so tight my knuckles turn white. Cheeks used both her hands to cling onto my arm and I look down at her. She almost pleads me to stop with her puppy dog eyes. Fuck. She's lucky I have a soft spot for her.
I grumble and release the built up tension in my muscles, relaxing myself in her grasp.
"It's okay.." she coos like I'm some riled up stray dog. She runs her soft fingers up and down my arm, her other arm preoccupied wrapped around my own.
I glare at the bitch ass nerd, watching my prey scurry away. Escaped, untouched. I will kill him. No one hurts my Angel and gets away with it.

At lunch I spot cheeks outside, walking down the hallway. I'm about to go out to meet her when I see her bump into someone. Oh fucking-
       I watch as she embarrassed herself, red in the face and plastering shitty fake ass smile on her face. She bows to apologize and I glare at the damn nerd, also red in the fucking face as he apologizes as well. Oh, well fuck him.
       I must have been so fucking mad that I accidentally squeezed my milk box so hard it squirted all over my fucking uniform.
       "Shit!" I curse out loud. Shitty hair and Soy sauce face Sero turn their attention to me, breaking out in laughter. I feel a vein bulging above my temple.
       "Fuck off," I say, getting up to go to the bathroom to clean up.
       I hear shitty hair stop laughing as he taps me lightly on the shoulder. I glare at him.
      "What the fuck do you want?!"
       "Uh, no matter what please don't look at the hallway. Just wait a bit," he laughs nervously, scratching the back of his head. I turn my attention back to the hallway and I feel every muscle in my body stiffen up.
        And there Angel-face stands, a silent tear traveling down her adorable plump cheeks. And the fucking bitch reaches for her hand. I can read the words "I'm sorry" and "are you okay" come out of his fucking mouth and something inside me snaps.
He's saying sorry?! The fucking nerve! This bitch rejects the most perfect girl ever, not having a fucking idea how shitty he made her year, how her fucking life is in danger because of him. And he's apologizing?! Apologies my ass..!
       I eat up so fucking fast the chair falls over with a big clang and the everyone in my class does fucking silent. I storm my way over to the exit, to the hallway and to the damn bitch.
"K-Kacha-"
WHAM!
I take a huge fucking swing at him and my punch sends him flying backwards, a high pitched shriek in the background.
That fucking bitch. He'll pay.
       Suddenly I'm on top of him, punching him as he shields his face from my aggressive assaults. Crowds form and people whip out their phones, starting to record. I couldn't give less of a fuck.
       "Katsuki stop!!" I hear Round-face scream. But it's too late. My fucking emotions are already taking over my body, making me act before I think. I'm punching and hitting and shoving, but not thinking. I'm so fucking mad.
Why? Why the fuck does God have to punish the innocent people? It's always the people that don't deserve this; that get punished. For what? Liking someone that doesn't like them back? Bullshit! It doesn't make any sense! Fuck deku. He has to take everything from me, everything good. Piece of shit.
       By now the fucking nerd is fighting back, standing up and ducking, dodging my fucking punches. I slam him into the locker and glare at his sickening face.
       "Why?!" I yell at him, my spit flying. He looks like a fucking deer in the headlights; confused, frightened. Too scared to move.
       "What the hell? K-K-Kacchan what are you-"
       I slam him harder into the locker and by now the crowd has doubled in size.
       "You fucking bastard. Stop putting me all the I'm time! Stop pretending like I'm better. Stop putting up a fake image, making me believe. Stop taking every fucking thing away from me...!" I say, my voice cracking from the hurt. I feel a lump in my throat. She's gonna die...
       "KATSUKI! STOP!"
       I hear Ochako sob. I feel her delicate arms sling around my middle, pulling me back. I feel her soft skin gently brush my arms, the skin I know all to well. The skin I fucking long for.
       "Go away you're gonna get hurt," I hiss to her. I turn around and I almost freeze. She's sobbing. Hard.
       "Can you stop?! Control your anger for once, dammit! It's not your battle to fight. For once it's not your battle. Stop picking fights!" She screams, clinging into me harder.
       I shrug her off and turn back to the bitch, grabbing him by the collar of his uniform shirt. I slam him against the locker. His face is all fucking bruised and scratched, and his nose is bleeding like crazy.
        I can feel him pushing back, which makes me even more fucking mad.
       "Yo! Stop it! Man, just leave him!" I hear Kiri yell.
        "Someone's gotta stop him!"
        "God, he's gonna kill him!"
         "Kirishima please," I hear Round-face cry. "Please hold him back!"
        I feel the strong grasp of shirty hair as he tries to hold me back.
        "Come on, man! It's not worth it!" He shouts at me, an arm over my chest, pulling me back.
        "Boys!!"
       I groan. "Shit."
        "I heard that, Mr. Bakugou! Detention! Both of you! After school, Sharp!"
        I shove Shitty hair off of me and shove my hands in my pocket.
       Sensei walks over to me and hits me on the head.
"I know it was you who started the fight, Katsuki. If you do this again you will be suspended!"
Oh, well fuck you...
       "Katsuki!"
        I ignore Ochako, just walking to class as other shitty extras mumble and whisper about me.
      "Don't ignore me!" She shouts. I can almost see her face, as if she's actually talking to me up front, tears streaming down her rosy cheeks.
       "Bakugou!" She screams. I freeze. It's like I can't speak, like I'm afraid to see her saddened face. Shit. I hate seeing her cry, dammit.
        "..what?" I respond in almost a whisper, looking down at the fucking ground. She leans over and grabs my hand, leading me away. Her grip is strong. She's mad. Shiiit.
        "Where are you taking me?" I ask quietly, eyes still on the dirty ass ground. She leads me between the boys and girls bathroom, so no one can see us.
      "What are you.."
SLAP!
      My eyes go wide. My cheek stings.
      "What the hell were you thinking?!" She says, her voice breaking. I wince.
"It's not your fight! This is exactly why I didn't want you involved! God, you always do things and don't care about the consequences, huh?! You do things that you think will benefit me but in reality it's just what you want. You never stop and consider!"
I notice her hands tugging at the hem of her skirt, the thing she does when she's anxious. I have to fucking restrain myself from reaching out and taking her hand in mine.
"Can you just stop for once! You convince yourself what you're doing is for me when it's not! It's for you! I know you care about me...but sometimes you just don't think. I know you always want to help me. I always lean on you for help. You want to show you care, even though you're not good at that. I get that. But that wasn't for me! That was for you!"
I notice her knees shaking and I finally look up at her face. I've never seen her look so hurt. And to think that I was the one who made her fucking expression into that, I was the one who caused her fucking pain...it just creates a huge whole in me. I want to beat myself up twice the amount of force I used on the damn nerd.
"I'm sorry." I genuinely say. Fuck. I'm not the type to apologize, everyone who knows me knows that. I'm not the type to care about someone, to do things for someone, to fucking feel emotions because someone is in pain. All of those things can duck themselves. But with her...it's different. Everything is different with her.
"Me too." She says, her hands continuously tugging at her skirt. I sigh and take her hands in mine, feeling her tiny frame quiver.
She wraps her arms tightly around me, out thighs touching as her weight causes me to lean against the wall.
She's right. Everything I do, everything I tried to do...I thought it was for her. But it was just for me. No matter how hard I think I've changed, my intentions are still fucking selfish as they've always been. At first I was pressuring her to get fucking surgery to remove the disease. Then when I thought I was being selfless, I tried to help. But I ended up disagreeing with everything she ducking said. Fuck. But even so...
"I-I Just Don't want your death on my hands. I just don't want to sit back and do fucking nothing. I've never felt this way about anyone. I can't watch you suffer. I don't want you to fucking die, y'know?" I say, resting my chin on her shoulder, closing my eyes.
My arms are wrapped around her waist, not wanting to ever let go.
"I won't."
I hug her tighter.
"I won't, okay? Don't you trust me?"
I open my eyes. "Of course I fucking trust you, idiot."
"Then follow my lead, okay? Of course I want your help. I always will. But it's me who has the disease, not you. Just follow my lead, and I'll tell you when I need you help."
I silently nod. She parts our hug, cupping my face in her hands.
She smiles and then takes off to class.
I lean against the wall, running my fingers through my hair. I sigh. Fuck.

-OMFGGGGG!!! YALL IM SO SORRY! I've had online school (FUCK ONLINE SCHOOL!) and THE BIGGEST WRITING BLOCK EVERRRR 😭 😭 😢 I'm SO SO SORRY it's like the crappiest chapter ever! But I'm so SOOO happy I'm getting notifications of people voting for my stories, adding them to reading lists and PEOPLE ACTUALLY FOLLOWING ME WTFF 😭 I JUST WANNA SAY TYSM FOR SUPPORTING ME, it realllly helps me through difficult times 🥺🥺❤️✨ like I always say, I'm sorry if there are any mistakes or auto corrections (DARN YOU AUTO CORRECT >:( ) and I'll try to edit them tomorrow! BUT PLEEEEASE STAY TUNED BECAUSE I ASSURE YOU THE NEXT CHAPTER(S) ARE GONAN BE WORTH IT...or maybe not. It's up to you. Again, I'm sorry I've had the BIGGEST WRITING BLOCK EVER, ONLINE SCHOOL, and I'm SOOO sorry this book is going soooo slow 😭 AND AGAIN, THIS IS ANGST SO I'M SORRY IF SOME SCENES UPSET YOU! This is a different AU, so it may not be how Katsuki would regularly act but taht s because Uraraka is his CHILDHOOD FRIEND. ANYWAY SORRY FOR TALKING SO MUCH LOL I ALWAYS DO THAT 😭 TYSSSSM FOR SUPPORTING ME, I HONESTLY CANT THANK YOU GUYS ENOUGH ('∀｀*)Tysm for reading lovelies! Sorry this book is going slow 🤧🤧🥺❤️💗✨✨🌸🌸🧸-