"Somethings wrong with Deku." (In The Process Of Editing) A Bnha Fanfic

Chapter 10

Bakugo banged on the door with his fist.

"Oi! Damn nerd! I need to talk to you!" He yelled. He'd expected Deku to be asleep, but he heard rustling from inside, but nobody came to the door.

"Oi!" He said, knocking harder. That nerd was definitely ignoring him.

Getting livid again, he threw himself against it, and after a few tries the lock broke. It wasn't the best idea, and he'd probably get detention, but in his rage he didn't care. Bursting into the room, the the first thing that hit him was to smell. It was the smell of iron. The smell of blood. It wafted through the air, stinging his nose and it almost making him gag. He covered his nose and mouth, so when he yelled in shock at what he saw, it was muffled. In front of him, where that damn nerd should have been, was a girl, laying on the bed. His stomach clenched as he recognized her. She had blond hair that was put up into messy buns on the side of her head, and piercing yellow eyes like a cats. Right then she was completely naked, but he knew that what she normally wore was a tan sweater and a navy blue skirt. She was a member of the League of Villains. The group that kidnapped him at the training camp.

Next to her, he realized, was Deku. He didn't look good. He had bruises on his arms and legs, like he'd taken a good beating recently, and was obviously unconscious. On both of his arms there were deep cuts that were oozing out blood. It was seeping into his clothes, his normal T-shirt and shorts, and making the sheets red. The girl, Toga he remembered, had blood dripping from the sides of her mouth, and Bakugo knew that it wasn't hers. She looked up, looking slightly surprised like she'd just woken up from a nap. "Oh. Kacchan." She said.

Bakugo yelled and set off an explosion in her face, orange and red cutting through the room, but somehow she dodged it, flipping almost gracefully through the air. His mind went on autopilot. He set off more explosions, bigger this time, hoping to give her nowhere to dodge. He succeeded, hearing her drop to the floor, but when the smoke cleared, he saw Deku sitting on the floor where she should have been. She still had the scrapes and burns from being hit with the explosion, but she really did look like that damn nerd that was still bleeding out on his own bed. He didn't know why at that moment, but he was still grinning. This was the perfect opportunity. He raised his had at the still target, when suddenly the fake Deku stood up and started to run out of the room.

"You won't get away!" Bakugo yelled, running out after him. But he realized what she was planning too late. He... She, whatever! suddenly yelled out "Help! Kacchans trying to kill me!"

If nobody had come when they'd heard the explosions and the struggle, then they definitely came now. He heard running from behind him and felt someone grab him under the arms.

"Let me go!" He screamed, kicking and fighting whoever was holding onto him. "I've got to get her!" He reached out for the fake Deku who was still standing in the hallway, but he just smirked at him.

"Get who?" He realized that that red spiky haired bastard was the one holding onto him. "Midoriya? He's a boy you dolt."

Bakugo growled "No! It's the League of Villains!" He screamed, but Kirishima just wasn't getting it. To him, all he'd seen was Bakugo attack Deku. But Bakugo could feel his grip on him slipping. He knew he was stronger than him, but he didn't want to set off an explosion in his face. A few good jerks would get him free. At least, that was until backup arrived.

Just as he was about to be free and pummel that she-demon, he felt another pair of arms grasp onto him. Many, actually. Shoji had grabbed onto him with his six arms, and he was making more. "Stop this Bakugo! Midoriyas your classmate!" He said.

"Damn it that's not Deku!" He screamed. He really needed to get this through their thick skulls. "It's a fake!"

But they didn't seem to be listening. They were focusing on restraining him. Bakugo suddenly got flashbacks of the sports festival with him in chains up on the fist place pedestal.

He didn't want to admit it, but he was getting tired. With red heads hardening and Shojis tight grip on him, he couldn't really see a way to escape other than blowing their faces off. He thought about doing just that, but he was interrupted when he felt himself being pulled back. Those two idiots were trying to drag him away, and were succeeding.

"Damn it!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. "Don't you numbskulls get it!? That's not Deku! He's a fake!"

Now, two of the girls, round face and frog girl, were kneeling down next to him.

"Are you hurt Deku-kun?" Round face asked.

"Y-yeah. I think I'm okay." The fakes voice almost sounded real now. Everything that had happened that day made sense now. The way he was being a freaking idiot towards people. He then realized that the reason he was coughing up blood in the hallway was because it was her. Damn it! I should've never felt sorry for that damn nerd!

As Bakugo continued to kick and struggle, one of the people who was holding him, either Kirishima or Shoji he couldn't remember, said "Sorry Bakugo."

"Sorry for what?!" But he instantly knew as he felt a hard blow to his stomach. He gritted his teeth. "Like that's gonna stop me." He said, spitting. The two girls at the other end of the hall were now helping the fake Deku to his feet, brushing him off. "Damn it don't touch him!" Bakugo yelled, his voice cracking surprisingly. Maybe he'd been punched harder than he'd thought. The girls ignored him, and as he felt his strength lessening, he decided to do things the hard way. Lifting his arms, he set off a series of explosions right in that red idiots face. He knew that he wouldn't be effected as much as six arms, but it was still enough to catch him by surprise. He staggered backwards, and Bakugo could taste freedom before, Eraser Head arrived. He felt his quirk get erased and with that, he had to admit he'd lost. He still kicked out his legs and flailed his arms, but even that was stopped by Aizawa scarves wrapping themselves around him.

"Damn i-!" He tried to scream, but then he felt his face be almost completely wrapped up, and so his curses sounded more like "Damn iw Deu!"

And with that, he was dragged out of the dorms as his classmates watched with disapproval.