forgotten

Kiri’s POV
It was the best day of my life. At 3:00 am on Friday morning, we won the battle against the Villains that lasted for 3 days. Kaminari was in bad condition. Sero broke one of his arms and was lying next to Denki. Shouto turned out fine, but Deku had serious leg and arm injuries. Shouto even sat next to his bed in the hospital for three days until Deku woke up from his coma. I turned out fine, just a few scratches on my arms. Bakugou didn’t have severe physical damage, but that’s because when he was about to fight, one of the Villains slammed him into a wall, causing severe internal trauma. He is now in the hospital, diagnosed with amnesia, as everyone is trying to introduce themselves to him, again. Bakugou seems strangely calm and cool, not like the usual Bakugou. I think it’s also caused by the traumatic experience.
I looked at the hospital clock. Twelve o’clock. I headed to Bakugou’s room because he hasn’t seen me since he got knocked out in the fight. I was thinking of things that would help Bakugou remember me. I finally found something in my mind. ‘This’ll remind him for sure’ I thought as I opened the door.
Everyone was frantically trying to make Bakugou remember them, but by looking at most of their faces, they all failed. Fatgum was sitting on a chair next to Bakugou while looking at his phone. Tetsutetsu was patting Shouto’s shoulder.
“Why is Shouto crying? Bakugou didn’t reme-“ I asked, quickly interrupted by Tetsutetsu
“No no no! He’s just happy because for the first time, Bakugou called Shouto by his real name instead of ‘Half & half bastard’” he said.
I laughed and approached Bakugou. I was stunned because Bakugou was looking at me with normal eyebrows, instead of a grouchy face that he usually has.
“H-hi Bakugou” I say. Why am I so nervous?! I think to myself. “Do you remember me? I’ve always stood next to you and helped you go through hard times. Remember when I-“
“I’m sorry, but I really don’t know you. I can’t remember any of you.” He says.
It cuts me deep. Really deep. I don’t know why. I know that he can’t help it, it’s not his fault. But I just can’t accept that he doesn’t know me. I sprint out of the room while trying to hold my tears back.



Bakugou’s POV
I stare at these people’s faces as they shout memories and scenes at me that I should know. Should I? They seem so unfamiliar with me. They all seem like new people to me. I must’ve hit my head really hard. Who was the red-haired guy? Something tells me that he knows me more than any of these guys. They tell me I was a pretty rough and unfriendly guy. Welp, I guess that guy’s gone now. I thought of myself more of a calm, cool, friendly guy. Sheesh, some of these guys are actually crying because I’m being so nice to them. I must’ve been a real asshole.
“Hey, uh, sorry if I was always a dick before...” I say. I gotta try to apologize for the previous me.         
“Wait, how can you remember that you were like that?” Mina asks.
“I don’t, but I figured from how you guys act”
Then, this green-haired kid comes over and hugs me.
“Don’t worry, Kacchan. There is nothing to forgive” he says. “Right guys?” he looks at the others.
Some of them scratch their heads, look to the left, doubting the kid. Damn. I can’t believe these guys actually bothered to bring me to the hospital. I really have to improve myself. But first, I need to know what I was like before. And I know exactly who to ask.
I check out of the hospital and see a car waiting for me. It’s my teacher, Mr. Aizawa. He’s got a rough short beard and a long shawl around his neck. He kinda looks like he hasn’t slept for days. I chuckle as I enter the car. We head for the UA dorms, where I used to sleep. As we enter the school, I hear music in the back. It’s still 5 PM and everyone’s already partying? I step out of the car and head to the dorms’ backyard. There’s drinks, snacks, even a singing podium. In the corner of my eye, I see the green-haired kid crush a Coke can with four fingers. Electricity zaps from his hands. I gasp as I stare at him from a distance.
“Y-You have superpowers?!” I ask as I slowly walk up to him.
“Kacchan, I know you got amnesia, but you couldn’t have forgotten your quirk, have you?” he replies, a bit worried.
“N-no. I-I have s-superpowers?!”. I can’t believe everyone here has superpowers.
“What’s mine, then?” I ask quickly.
“Dear God, you have forgotten. Well, uh, your powers are turning your sweat into nitroglycerine. Plus, you’re blastproof. Try it! Like this” he explains and puts his hands into fists.
“Now focus on your sweat and just blow it up like usual!” he says.
All right, the moment of truth. I raise my hands which are trembling and already covered in sweat. I close my eyes. Focus. Focus. Come on, focus! I hear a popping noise and open my eyes. Wow! I can make firecrackers with my hands! I look at the green-haired kid. He doesn’t look so impressed.
“Usually, you can blow up entire rooms and fire hundreds of small blasts, but firecrackers are good for a start. Keep on training, Kacchan! Ganbatte!” he shouts as he walks over to Shouto, If I remember his name well.
Then I remember. I’m looking for the red-haired guy who knows me better than anyone. I need to know more about myself. Maybe if he tells me more I can remember things better. I look for the red, peaky hair. By the podium, maybe? I walk to the podium and see Sero tying up the grape-haired kid with tape to the podium foundations.
“Hey, uh, Kimarani, have you seen the guy with the red, peaky hair?” I ask the guy with a lightning bolt painted on his hair. He looks confused at first, then laughs and says,
“Yeah, he’s up there by the old sakura tree. It’s Ka-mi-na-ri by the way. Good luck!” he winks at me. What’s that supposed to mean? Well, whatever. At least now I know where that guy is. I sprint to the old tree and see a peak of hair. That’s definetely him.
“Hey! I didn’t get your name back at the hospital. What’s your name again?” I ask as I approach him. No answer. Something’s not right.
“Dude? You okay?” I ask. His eyes are red. I hear a sniffle. My God. He’s been crying while everyone’s partying.
I sit down next to him and sit against the tree trunk. I sit in silence for a minute, and then manage to say something.
“You wanna talk about it?” I stare at him. No response. I look at the sunset. Such a beautiful soft orange. Suddenly, he sits up straight.
Kiri’s POV
“Y-Yes! I do wanna talk about it! It’s.. I-I just.. well, I mean..” I stutter and stammer as I make weird hand movements. My mind is going crazy right now, I just don’t know where to start talking. Then I realize, I don’t have to say anything. This is Bakugou. I know exactly what to do.
“Bakugou” I say sternly. He looks at me with an expecting expression.
“Yes? Come on, you can say-“  I grab his shoulders and look him straight in the eyes.
“I hope this will help”  I mutter.
“Wha-?” Before he finishes his sentence, I close the distance between us. Closing my eyes, I feel my lips pressing on his. It feels so warm and conforting. A few seconds later, I release my lips. I give him a small, soft farewell kiss as I sit back to the tree. Bakugou seems entranced, his pupils the size of a ping pong ball. He doesn’t say anything. Okay, now I’m getting worried.
“Hey? Bakubro? U okay?” I put my hand on his cheeck and in an instant, his calm face turns back into a frown. He slaps my hand away, his cheeks the same colour as my hair.
“Hey! What do you think you’re doing? You’re not my boyfriend or anything!” He looks around, trying to hide his blush.
God, what a relief. He’s back. I stretch my arms out and before he can object, I hug him as tight as I can.
“OI! YOU BETTER F&%KING LET GO BEFORE I BLAST YOU TO SPAC-“
“I’m just so happy you’re back. I thought I’d lost you...” He stops struggling from my grasp. I can even feel him wrapping his arms around me. I will never forget this moment. We hug for about 10 minutes when I suggest we get back to the party. As I walk down the hill I hear him running up to me. He pulls my hand and I look back at him.
“What?” He looks down, then presses my hand.
“Uh, about what I said before. It’s not like we’re boyfriends or anything, but, uh.. Do you, maybe wanna change that?” He looks down, scratching his neck. His whole head looks like a tomato about to explode.
Something inside me snaps as my heart releases a bazillion happiness and love hormones. I can’t believe he asked me out! Oh God what do I say what do I say?! I look down at the ground, trying to come up with a cool answer. Instead, all I can come up with is
“Um, yeah! Sure! So, uhh...” My brain is rushing like crazy right now.
“Tomorrow, 8 PM, Shino’s Sushi House. Don’t be late.” He says as he walks off. My brain is still processing. Holy shit. If only I had Bakugou’s quirk, the entire school would blow up. He just decided our first date?! Calm down, calm down. I smile as I catch up with him. The music gets louder and I can see Jirou-chan doing a guitar solo on the podium.
“Hey, wanna make it public?” Please say yes please say yes please say ye-
“Pfft, whatever” he says as he grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine. I get a little shy attack as we get closer to the party but it wears off. Denki is the first one to see us.
“Yo, Kirishima! How’s Baku-“ He stops as he sees Bakugou’s frown and, of course, our hands. I quickly look away, my face turning into my hair colour. He eyes widen and he holds his head with both hands. Then he runs off into the dorms, probably going to tell everyone about this. There are only a few people left at the party, so most of ‘em must be chilling at the dorms. Bakugou sees my worried face, then stops walking. He lets go of my hand and walks up to the podium.
“Bakugou? What are you doi-?”
“Shut up, babe, I know what I”m doing” He walks onto the stage while approaching Jirou-chan. He called me babe! I turn even redder as I quietly stand behind the podium.
Bakugou’s POV
I don’t care anymore. I’m dating Kirishima, and it’s my decision if everyone gets to know about it. Jirou sees me with a confused expression.
“Uhm.. Bakugou, are you-?”
“Yeah, I’m me again, now shut up and let me do the talking” She seems to understand and hands me the mic. Then she walks off the stage.
“ALL RIGHT! LISTEN UP! I’M BACK! I’M ME AGAIN! NOTHING HAS CHANGED EXCEPT-“
I stop as I glance behind me and see Kiribaby staring at me from the side, quickly hiding behind the podium. Everyone is waiting for me to finish my sentence. This is it. This is my moment. I take a deep breath and-
“KIRISHIMA AND I ARE DATING! SO IF ANY OF YOU HARM HIM IN ANY WAY WHATSOEVER, GET READY TO GET BLOWN TO SPACE!”
I run off the podium as fast as I can before anyone sees my red face. I walk to the back to see Kirishima with teary eyes. I hug him tightly.
“Wh-What do you think?” I say, shyly. He looks me in the eyes, about to cry an ocean.
“You did the best, just like how you always do.” And with those words, he closes his eyes and kisses me, on the cheeck this time. I stare at the trees, unable to move. I can hear everyone else screaming their heads off about the news I just told them. I take a peek to see Glasses trying to calm everyone down, failing miserably of course. Tape face has taped himself to the wall, breathing heavily. Dunce face has his dunce face on, of course. Then, Kirishima holds my face with his cheeck.
“Let’s go back to the dorms.” He suggests. Goddamn it, why does he have to do that cute smile?! Aagh this is killing me!. I look away, trying to hide my cheeks.
“S-sure. Let’s go.” I walk off with his hand in mine, and his heart in mine.
THE END