[ʙᴏɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ǫᴜɪʀᴋ]~~{ᴋɪʀɪʙᴀᴋᴜ}

Chapter 2: 'Burning sensation'

Kirishima hummed in acknowledgment. Glancing down at his finished apple, he gripped it tightly. As someone who disliked littering, he held onto the core until he stumbled upon a nearby dumpster where he could dispose of it properly.

"Hey, Shitty Hair," Bakugou called out.

Kirishima turned his head and responded, "Yeah?"

"Did you wake up feeling like your insides were on fire?"

Kirishima blinked, casting his gaze downward. He placed a finger on his chin, contemplating the question. "Yeah," he eventually replied, "I did, but it gradually subsided."

"Tch, mine didn't fucking ease up until I came over to your idiotic house."

"Hey, don't insult my house, dumb butt," Kirishima playfully defended.

Bakugou rolled his eyes and playfully shoved Kirishima. A giggle escaped Kirishima's lips as he spotted a trash can up ahead. "Finally, a trash can!" he exclaimed, breaking into a light run. Reaching the bin, he triumphantly deposited his apple core, beaming with pride at his minor achievement.

However, the burning sensation unexpectedly resurfaced, causing Kirishima to groan and clutch his stomach. It felt as if his insides were being engulfed in flames, the searing pain spreading upward to his chest. He desperately grasped at his shirt, trying to alleviate the discomfort.

'What in the world is happening?' Kirishima clenched his teeth together, feeling the burning sensation intensify. Turning his gaze towards Bakugou, he noticed that the blond was experiencing the same torment, clutching his own shirt.

'What...is going on...?' The burning sensation climbed up Kirishima's throat, triggering a fit of coughing that racked his body. It was excruciating. His insides were ablaze, and the pain only grew worse with each passing moment. Despite his own suffering, he compelled himself to approach Bakugou, driven by the instinct to ensure his well-being. While it was commendable to prioritize others, Kirishima knew that his own health also mattered, although that notion momentarily eluded him.

With each step taken towards Bakugou, the burning sensation gradually subsided. The closer he drew to his friend, the less intense the discomfort became. After a few steps, Kirishima's coughing ceased, and once he reached Bakugou's side, the burning sensation completely dissipated.

Both teenagers were left breathless, their confusion mounting over the inexplicable ordeal they had just endured. Kirishima was the first to find his voice.

"What... What the heck was that...?"

Bakugou dryly coughed into his fist and exhaled. "I don't fucking know, but it hurt like hell..."

"You don't think it was caused by that person's Quirk, do you?" Kirishima gazed into the ruby eyes that confronted him.

Bakugou shrugged indifferently. "Don't fucking know... It wasn't like this yesterday."

"Perhaps it required time to activate or something."

"Tch, I guess..." Bakugou muttered. "We're going to be late."

Kirishima sighed dejectedly. "There goes your perfect attendance."

"Honestly, who the fuck cares at this point? Let's just go," Bakugou declared, setting off, with Kirishima swiftly trailing behind, anxious to avoid a recurrence of the burning sensation.

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Regrettably, their tardiness resulted in lunch detention, despite Kirishima and Bakugou truthfully explaining the situation to Mr. Aizawa. The older teacher seemed to be in a foul mood that day, refusing to grant them any leniency. Currently, Kirishima found himself gazing at the board, attentively observing Mr. Aizawa as he meticulously wrote down notes that the students were required to copy.

Slightly turning his head, Kirishima caught sight of Bakugou diligently jotting down information in his notebook. Letting out a soft sigh, Kirishima redirected his attention back to the board, aiming to follow suit and transcribe the notes. However, he flinched when he felt the same warmth from earlier rising in the pit of his stomach. It was a dull burning sensation, not as intense as before, but he knew it would only intensify with time.

Setting his pencil down, Kirishima glanced over at Bakugou. To his surprise, the blond was staring back at him, wearing a similarly troubled expression.

'He's feeling it too... What kind of Quirk does that person possess?' Kirishima pondered, his brow furrowing as a slight frown formed on his face. Fear tinged his thoughts as the burning sensation continued to grow, causing his stomach to feel as if he had consumed something scalding. Kirishima raised his hand, awaiting Mr. Aizawa's acknowledgment.

"Yes, Kirishima?" Mr. Aizawa responded calmly.

Kirishima hesitantly lowered his hand and replied, "May I use the restroom?"

Mr. Aizawa sighed and nodded, then turned around to resume writing the notes. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Bakugou staring at him, clearly incredulous.

Silently mouthing the word "sorry," Kirishima stood up from his seat, realizing that his request may not have been the wisest decision.

"Yes, Bakugou?"

"Allow me to use the restroom as well," Bakugou demanded.

Kirishima turned his head, surprised by Bakugou's approach. 'I don't think that's the proper way to ask...'

With a sigh, Mr. Aizawa relented. "Go ahead."

Amusement resonated within Kirishima as he found himself genuinely taken aback by Mr. Aizawa's acquiescence despite the improper request. Walking towards the door, Kirishima felt the burning sensation in his stomach subside as Bakugou drew nearer. Together, they exited the classroom, attracting suspicious glances from their classmates. Once out of sight, Bakugou swiftly delivered a resounding smack to Kirishima's head.

"What the fuck were you thinking?!" Bakugou exploded.

"Oww!" Kirishima exclaimed, rubbing his head. "Don't hit me, Bakugou..." he whined softly.

"Don't be a dumbass, and I won't have to knock some sense into you!"

"I thought that maybe if I got some water, the feeling would disappear..." Kirishima mumbled.

Bakugou smacked him on the head again and yelled, "The feeling only occurs when we're apart, dumbass! Use your fucking brain!"

"Bakugou, stop hitting me!"

"Then stop being a fucking idiot!"
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