Kaminari Oneshots and Drabbles

[MUSIC IS MY SAVIOR]

This chapter includes:
-Kaminari is traitor theory
-Aged up characters
-Mostly focused on Eijiro and Denki but no romantic relationships

Denki didn't know why he was here. The principal's office was the last place he suspected to be on this Friday, right before his weekend too. What was even more crazy was that all his teacher's were there too, staring at him with disappointment and rage in their eyes.

Did he fail a super important test or something? Or is this part of why everyone was avoiding him and giving him dirty glares?

Nedzu sighed, he put down the tea he was drinking. Then he looked at Denki with the most terrifying look Denki ever thought he could make. "Listen Kaminari, you are probably wondering why you are here." Denki nodded vigorously.

"Some of your classmates are suspecting you of being the traitor." Denki's eyes widened, why did people think that? He wasn't the smartest sure, he had bad control on his quirk, but to think he would betray everything he worked so hard to get into!

"I'm not! I-I don't know who said that but it's not true! You've got to believe me!" Denki said desperately. He can't leave! He can't turn back to the life he had before! U.A is his only home. Denki looked at his homeroom teacher, "A-Aizawa! You believe me, right?"

Aizawa shook his head. Denki's heart broke. "You've been acting suspicious your whole time here. I hated that I thought you were one of my students."

"You are expelled from U.A. High. If we see you on campus again you will be arrested." Nedzu spat, pointing out the door. Denki sat, starstruck as Hound Dog and Vlad King came up to him.

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Denki was being escorted out, his old classmates standing to the sidelines, all giving disapproving looks. The car that is going to take him back emitted a dark aura, everything thing around him was collapsing. He turned his head and saw Kirishima, he looked sad, no anger was there. Maybe he could...

Denki stopped, turning completely to one of his best friends. "Kirishima. You don't believe them. Do you?" Denki was tearing up, maybe he could keep in touch! Kirishima stared like Denki just insulted Crimson Riot.

The anger Denki feared fininally arised. "How dare you talk to me TRAITOR!" Kirishima punched Denki with his quirk activated. Denki's dam finally broke, as he fell onto the floor he could hear his peers getting riled up. But all he could focus on was Kirishima.

He looked enraged. Red covered most of his face following up with the rock like features from his quirk. His hair was a mess, he looked like he didn't want to be here. He looked like he didn't want to get to know Denki.

Denki quickly got up and ran the rest of the way to the car, ignoring the taunts his old friends threw at him. He was pretty sure some of them picked up stones and threw them at him. He even felt an explosion right behind him.

He didn't want to be here. He didn't want to go home. Where did he belong?

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Kirishima smiled, the flashes from the paparazzi's cameras slightly blinding him. The shouts of the reporters basically deafening him. But, he loved his hero life.

"RED RIOT! RED RIOT! What are your thoughts on the UA traitor?" Kirishima stilled, he stopped smiling. UA found out the real traitor and they're in jail now, but that means Denki never was a traitor. Kirishima felt sick, he acted out and may never see one of his best friends again.

"No comment. Now I'd love to stay here and chat but I've got to get back to my agency!" Kirishima smiled, waving sadly to his friends. Kirishima opened his eyes and he could've had a heart attack.