Fatal Battleground [Completed?]

Chapter 11

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Mina's pov

"Dude, how long has it been since you slept?" I climbed on top of the camper where my friend was sitting, gun laid across his lap and staring off into the distance.

"I dunno, like...three? Four days?" Not looking away, he shrugged and I sighed, sitting beside him.

"Hanta, you need to sleep, Buddy. I understand you're upset-" He cut me off with a snarl.

"Upset!? You know nothing about being upset! How about you lose Hagakure and see how fucking upset you feel!!" He stood up from his spot, gun in hand and glaring down at me.

"Dude, you need to calm down a little." I held my hands out in a defensive manner and tried to reason with him.

"Calm down!? CALM DOWN!? I'll fucking show you 'calm down' bitch-" in a second he was raising his gun to me and a shot rang out as I flinched, eyes squeezing shut.

When I didn't feel any pain, I opened my eyes to see Hanta kneeling on the roof of the camper, holding his arm where blood was pouring out. I quickly backed away from him as Bakugo got up there with us.

Looking around, I saw Todoroki on the ground holding Kirishima's gun, still having it pointed towards Sero. Kirishima was watching in confusion, clearly having missed what happened.

"What the fuck was that!? Are you godamned insane!? You shot me, Motherfucker!!" I tried to stand on shaky legs and felt a hand on my shoulder keeping me there as Bakugo yelled right back to Sero.

"You had a fucking gun to her face dipshit!! No shit he's gonna Fucking shoot you!" I watched the interaction with tear filled eyes until Hagakure was beside me and helping me up.

The bickering continued as we got down, and eventually Sero was dragged from the top of the camper for his wound to be tended to. He better be glad he cooperated even the slightest bit, or else I'm sure Bakugo would have knocked him out if the way he was glaring was any indication.

"Hey...are You okay?" I was sat with a water bottle in my hand and a blanket around my shoulders as I nodded to Shoto's question.

"I'm fine. Just a little shaken." I could feel myself choke up with tears pooling in my eyes again as my voice broke. "He's lost it Sho'. He'd never point a gun at anyone..." His hand came to rest on my knee as he squatted and looked me in the eye.

"Mina..... truly, I think he lost it a long time ago. I've never seen him stable, even when I first met him. I think it just all snapped at once that day." I nodded, and understood what he meant. Sero was always reckless and crazy. Denki seemed to tame that side of him though, and he became more normal.

As normal as you can be in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, I guess.

"Yeah, I guess so. Can I go to bed early? I'm tired." I wiped a stray tear and he nodded, a look of sympathy accompanying it.

"Sure. I'll send Hagakure in early too." He patted my leg and stood, going to find my girlfriend. I walked into my camper, where Ojiro was sitting on one of the twin beds in the back. I joined him in the room and burrowed under the blankets in mine and Hagakure's bed. It wasn't long before I felt her slide in behind me and I pressed back into her.

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Todoroki's pov

Watching silently, I glared as Hanta thrashed in the grip of Shouji, failing to move away from Bakugo, who was cleaning his wound after having removed the bullet.

"You bitch! Quit fucking touching me! And Todoroki, you motherfucker, you better pray I don't get my hands on you-!" I quickly dodged Kirishima, who went to grab me as I walked by, and squatted in front of the angry man, speaking lowly.

"Or what, Hanta? You'll shoot me? Just like you were going to Mina?" He was silent for a moment, just staring at me as he went still and I nodded. "That's what I thought." Standing back up, I walked away from him and into my camper.

Flopping on my bed, I groaned and nearly let out a scream of frustration when the door opened, a poof of green hair and a worried smile peeking in the doorway.

"You okay, Shoto? I saw you storm off, so I figured I'd come talk to you. Though, if you don't wanna talk, that's fine! I won't make you! And also-"

"'Zuku." I cut him off and he flushed. Due to the nickname or realization he was muttering, I wasn't sure.

"Yea?" He chewed his lip and I snorted lightly, opening my arms with a lazy grin.

"C'mere." He smiled brightly and hopped over, falling on top of me and curling into my side as I wrapped my arms around his torso.

"You're really warm. Like, almost uncomfortably warm." He laughed softly and I chuckled with him, rolling my eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that's just my blood boiling from rage." Izuku nodded, green curls bouncing against my chest.

"That was uncalled for. She didn't even do anything to him. I mean, we're all upset but we aren't trying to kill each other, damn." He sighed and I just hummed, looking up to the roof as I ran my fingers through green curls.

I felt Izuku shift and I removed my hand from his hair and looked down, only to be met with a sweet and shy kiss. With a small smirk, I gripped the curls and tugged, getting a soft moan.

I slipped my tongue between his teeth and felt him reciprocate nearly immediately. I rolled us so he was on his back, knees bent and legs spread with me between them. As soon as I had moved from his neck, I heard a throat clear.

"Are we interrupting something?" Kirishima. Without even slowing my attention to the freckled neck, I shook my head.

"No. You could watch. Or even join?" Finally looking at him, I saw Katsuki was with him with a bored look on his face and Kiri was bright red. It wasn't a secret that me and Kirishima had fooled around before.

"I'll think about your offer for now. You two continue...whatever it was you were doing..." They walked out and I heard a laugh from under me before returning back to the task at hand.

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