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Katsuki Bakugou

A bit more exposition to the original

            Explosion

That was the word tattooed on my flesh forever, and to make things more difficult it was right down my spine in bold and delicate crimson characters. In a language completely foreign to me which I later found out was Kanji. The small outline of an explosion on my right thigh did help give context clues though.

I doubt I ever would’ve crossed the ocean if it weren’t for those characters and I thank them for bringing me here. If not for the obnoxious visibility perhaps I could’ve ignored them like everyone else. My sister was lucky hers was written in small letters behind her ear, out of sight and out of mind no need to chase the burning, ever present, curiosity.

“This could all be a mistake,” the towering building(s?) glared down at me harshly, “there are good hero schools back home, it's strange showing up midway through their second year.”

Anxiety bubbled under my skin making me all jittery, they had finally opened up Japan to outsiders after Star's death. I had been recommended to this program by all of my professors perhaps because they wanted to get rid of me. It was a gift though. Here I am standing at the gates of UA Hero Academy.

The sheer size of the UA high school was still amazing, compared to the school my parents desperately wanted me to stay in. They still hope that I moved to Japan for an opportunity to train with the best heros, we all know that isn’t the only reason.

Those letter brought me more then I could’ve ever desired. More friendships that will last a lifetime, knowledge from hundreds of different perspectives and backgrounds. It brought me him, even thought I never really had him. 

I am in my last year at UA high school now, class 3A and graduation is just around the corner. Life couldn't be better, besides the fact that my soulmate despises me with the fiery passion.

        Is it my fault? 

        Maybe. 

He should know my quirk by now, unless he has a different mark. 

        Have I shown him my marks? 

       No, not intentionally.

       Have i been hiding them on purpose? 

       Kind of.

       It's not completely uncalled for, may be incredibly handsome but he's a jerk-

A loud voice cut through the air shouting my name distracting me from my thoughts, “Hurry up, we have to finish training so that we can have enough time to get ready!” Mina exclaimed from outside the locker room.

“I'll be right there!” I shouted back and finished zipping up my new spring hero suit, the only difference being that it was a bit more revealing, the back was mostly sheer except for the strip of fabric covering my little soul mark.

After exiting the locker room my friends were instantly confused. “why did you change your costume, it's not summer yet?” 

“We don’t really have seasonal suits in California so I’m trying to figure out which I want to be my go to.” I smile softly as sad expressions cross their faces. They knew I was leaving after graduation but this was just another reminder of my approaching departure.

Momo breaks the silence, “Well I suppose we'll have to advantage of the time we have left with you!” She smiles brightly, and so they did, at least they planned to. 

After entering the training facility we were overwhelmed by unfamiliar faces. Mina whispered into my ear, “What’s going on?”

“Don't ask me.” The crowd parted to reveal Aizawa standing on a pedestal. Saying something about cooperating with new hero. He then proceeded to pair us up as competitors.

He called each one of out by name then I heard it, the thing I had been dreading since the moment I heard the explosive bang echo through this very room for the first time, he called my name, “you’ll be up against Bakugo.”

My heart dropped to the deepest part of my stomach. The staff knew of my predicament, having been forced by law to report the placement and contents of my marks. Aizawa knew that our quirks would do little when paired with each other. I knew I wouldn’t burn when the force of his power struck me but I still flinched at the thought. The terror stemmed from being caught in my web of deceit. Deceit that was only there to keep the resentment he bearded against me away from the image he had of her. The girl that his soul longed for and desired, to maintain the fire that burned inside of him for her was at the center of my web. A web of crimson desire.

We met up with our teammates to discuss and strategize. 

“Alright I think it’d be best of Blue Blood, your focus is on dynamight since your water can combat the fire in the explosions.” They nodded in agreement somehow i managed to pawn him off to someone who could actually do some damage with their quirk, nice. It would definatly be a shock to the others considering they all think I have a water based quirk. 

Not long after we were called onto the platform to fight. It seems their approach was the exactly what we had in mind, his focus was solely on me. That same grin that he wears in anticipation of his awaited victory, I could practically smell his sweet aroma as the light from his small explosions illuminated his face in such a brilliant way. 

The announcers gave the signal to begin and so chaos ensued, a bright light surged towards me. Color burst out out of my hand effulging his fire and redirecting it to my chosen opponent, poor thing tends to overheat easily, a fire based quirk. Goes by the name dragon, he can make fire balls but only has a few in him before he gets heat stroke this should expedite that. Soon enough out match went exactly as I had planned he was now distracted by Blue Blood and I was able to take my opponent out by using his quirk against him, he was taken away and put into an ice bath immediately after the fight. Then that left my two teammates to face the beloved Dynamight while i took over the other “extra.” Sadly he had been able to take them both out with one of his gauntlets and just like that it was only the two of us the wounded or out of commission were relocated for their safety. 

But what do you do when you know that youre about to be caught red handed. You fight so hard that you dodge every attack. You get in close enough so that youre forced to do damage the only way you can, with close combat. 

And so the attcks came one after another dodged or redirected with an equal amount of power. Stark contasts, Brilliant blue light masked by water in the midst of ferocious orange explosions suffocating then into grey clouds of smoke. Until I was able to get in close the big one struck only managing to shove me back leaving no scorch marks or visible injuries. Spectators gasped and colective whispers were heard throughout the audience then the smoke cleared showing her standing up straight without a blemish on her body.

The last minuite addition of fabric going down from the crook of her neck had started to burn and begun to expose her mark. Before she could process what had happened she was infulged in heat again, burning her the one peice on the back of her costume furthur.

He saw it and couldnt look away, even after she had covered it he was stuck. Time stoped in the worst possible moment his eyes widened and his hands fell at his sides. For the first time she had seen him speech less. 

“Bakugou…?” she stepped forward half expecting him to throw another attack at her, but he just stood there like a kicked puppy. And so they stayed there for the longest minute of her life. Until she threw an attack at him trying knock him out of his trance to no avail. 

She tried again and again pleas falling onto deaf ears, she tried to uncover his right spine to see if it was imprinted with something of hers, again to no avail.   

“Are you gonna fight or not? I know youre upset, but fight me god damn it! Finish!” She threw endless amounts of power at him anger seeping through and making each attack even more intense.

Yet he refused to fight instead still trying to process the new information. He had spent his entire childhood looking for her, and she was hiding from him, refusing to show her quirk so that he remained oblivious. She fought and fought they were there for what felt like hours but he remained uninjured, she was only tiring herself out. Finally, out of his head, he fought back sending a large explosion towards her only the wind threw her back but again not a hair on her head was scorched. His usually angry demeanor returned as he realized that she never intended for him to find the truth, they were soulmates. She had flown across the ocean to find him and yet kept this secret to herself.

Finally, the guilt began to leave her as he finally let out his frustrations onto her and she finally decided to fight back, each attack laced with so much emotion that it might have been mistaken for a dance between lovers, a new type of art made to showcase the strengths and weaknesses of man. She allowed herself to get hit over and over, so much so that the spectators winced every time they heard another boom. The practice space filled with smoke until blue hues erupted and water began to dance around them absorbing the sound and power from the weaker explosions, her telekinetic abilities causing her eyes to glow. They continued going back and forth for hours until they were close to collapsing.  Both panting she began to lose consciousness but she managed to get out, “I never wanted to hurt you….” Her powers gave out and her once floating body began to descend at a quick rate, those around them gasped but no one cared enough to reach out and try to save her. With his last bit of strength he propelled himself towards her, catching her just  in time and moving her hair from her back in order to solidify the information he had been told, and there it was the name of his quirk written in beautiful crimson kanji going down her spine. That was the last thing he had seen before his vision blurred and eventually turned black.

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Katsuki Bakugou

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“Are you gonna fight or not? I understand new information has come to light, but fight me god damn it!” She threw endless amounts of power at him anger seeping through and making it even more intense.

Yet he refused to fight instead still trying to process the new information. He had spent his entire childhood looking for her, and she was hiding from him, refusing to show her quirk so that he remained oblivious. She fought and fought they were there for hours but he remained uninjured, she was only tiring herself out. Finally, out of his head, he fought back sending a large explosion towards her only the wind threw her back but not a hair on her head was scorched. His usually angry demeanor returned as he realized that she never intended for him to find the truth, they were soulmates. She had flown across the ocean to find him and yet kept this secret to herself.

Finally, the guilt began to leave her as he finally let out his frustrations onto her and she finally decided to fight back, each attack laced with so much emotion that it might have been mistaken for a dance between lovers, a new type of art made to showcase the strengths and weaknesses of man. She allowed herself to get hit over and over, so much so that the spectators winced every time they heard another boom. The practice space filled with smoke until blue hues erupted and water began to dance around them absorbing the sound and power from the weaker explosions, her telekinetic abilities causing her eyes to glow. They continued going back and forth for hours until they were close to collapsing. Both panting she began to lose consciousness but she managed to get out, “I never wanted to hurt you katsuki….” Her powers gave out and her once floating body began to descend at a quick rate, those around them gasped but no one cared enough to reach out and try to save her. With his last bit of strength he propelled himself towards her, catching her just in time and moving her hair from her back inorder to solidify the information he had been told, and there it was the name of his quirk written in beautiful crimson kanji going down her spine. That was the last thing he had seen before his vision blurred and eventually turned black.