Lost And Found - (BNHA Dadzawa Story)

Chapter Twelve: Tic-Tac-Toe

The class was going smoothly, until a somewhat strangled shout escaped from Bakugo's throat. He was glaring down at the little journal pad in his hand with wide eyes. The class's attention was shifted over to him, Aizawa's eyebrow twitching slightly with annoyance.

"H-How...", he growled, the pencil in his hand snapping in two with how hard he was gripping it. "How the hell did you beat me so many times, you little extra?" Miko held her pencil in her hand as she wrote a line through the three 'x's that signified her victory in the tic-tac-toe board. She grinned up at Bakugo, her expression faltering when she saw his face.

She looked down at her pencil and to his before scratching her victory off of the pad. She wrote down Bakugo's initial and showed him the pad. "Look. You won!" A few of the girls in the class cooed at Miko's kindness.

Bakugo looked at the pad before groaning to himself, running his hand down his face. He quickly shook his head and swiped the pad from her hand, quickly marking down their scores with a huff and handing the pad back to her. She grinned innocently.

"Bakugo... What's the score?"

He scowled down at her before adverting his gaze and muttering, "...seven to three." Miko cupped her hand to her ear mockingly.

"Sorry, I couldn't hear you, Bakugo..!" More than a few students struggled to stifle their laughter at Miko's taunting.

"Seven to three, dammit!", he growled, careful not to raise his voice too much. Unfortunately for him, Aizawa heard their 'argument' crystal clear, and before Bakugo knew what was happening, a scarf was wrapped around him.

Aizawa was wearing an angry and exasperated expression, his eyebrows pinched up. "Bakugo. What did I say about interrupting the class?" Bakugo snarled, causing Miko to giggle to herself. She looked at Aizawa with a grin.

"I won, seven to three, dammit!"

The scarf that was wrapped around Bakugo became slack as Aizawa stared at  Miko, eyebrows still pinched up, and the class audibly gasped, many students bursting into laughter. He knew it was a mistake to bring her here. Aizawa pointed a shaky finger at her. "Don't. Don't say that word, Miko." His glare hardened once more, the scarf tightening again around  Bakugo. "And for you! Detention for three days!"

Bakugo scowled. "What for?"

"Did you not just hear what Miko said? Each time I hear her say a swear word will be another week!" With that, Miko looked apologetically at Bakugo, who was now released from his confines. He rolled his eyes, sending her a discreet wink.

Miko grinned. He wasn't mad! She followed Aizawa back to the front of the classroom, and he looked into his pocket hesitantly before pulling out his phone. He handed it to her. "Don't call or text anyone. Go nuts."

Miko grinned widely, accepting the phone. Little did Aizawa know, his friends Midnight and Present Mic would soon know that Miko had his cell phone, and knew damn well how to torture their friend.

Don't worry. Miko wouldn't break any rules. 

She didn't even know what 'texting' meant, so she doesn't know Aizawa's rule in the first place.

Yep, a double upload, because I forgot to upload and I felt bad. My writing style in these last two chapters suck because I'm tired and have not slept in 27 ish hours, so I might go back and edit them. 

Anyway, don't forget to vote/comment/share! And as always, your support means a lot!