(Edit- 2/25/22)
After beating that creepy man, I couldn't resist it anymore. I went right to find an old building and finally got all my stress out. Kicking walls, punching walls and slamming my forehead into them. A particular wall collapsed, revealing Bakugou with my phone! I punched his face. He stumbled, dropping my phone. I pant, sweat rolling down my face. I grunt while getting my phone from off the floor.......!!!!... I've never turned my stare so fast back up. I looked at him in disbelief, and he saw what I had in my hands. I grip the phone.
Both of us stood in a deserted place with bricks and dirt scattered around us. The only light shining on us were the moons.
"Why did that 'person' send you confidential information of everyone?" He said, his crimson red eyes glowing, stanz in a fighting position. I walk up to him, grabbing him with both my hands by his collar, pulling him close.
"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO GET IN MY BUSINESS?!!!!" Smacking both hands, he grasps my collar in the same position as mine.
"WHY THE HELL DO YOU HAVE THAT SORT OF INFORMATION?!" I jump up and both my heels push his chest, then he scrapes through the floor.
"mira cabron yo soy de barrio!! échale!!!"
He gets up, and runs at full speed, his palm lit up in explosions. I easily dodge his hand, grabbing his elbow and twisting his hand, "fight without powers...." he does what I tell him, and with his other arm punches me in the side.
"aish" I hold my side. He then proceeds to kick up. I see his whole shoe inches away from my face, but I stop his foot in time holding onto his ankle. I push it away and then start fighting hand on hand, each of us dodging and attacking in seconds. For what seemed like an hour of fighting he ended it, sweeping his leg on the floor, tripping me, and hovering on top of me, holding both my wrists on top of my head.
We stay like that for some second while catching our breaths. "I-I guess you won Thi-this one," I say, panting in my words. "Now let me go." I try to move my hands, but he pins them harder to the ground.
"Tell me why did that person send you that?" He asks demandingly
"I told you it isn't your business," I say, more irritated. His grip softens and he flips to my side, sitting. I sat up, rubbing both my wrists "How did you know I was here?"
"I saw you beat up the old guy and followed you."
We sat in silence for a minute until I said, "don't tell no one of what you saw on my phone."
"Then tell me what you are doing with that?"
"Listen I would tell you, but I don't trust you in the slightest you could tell someone, and I would be sent back to Mexico like this *snap*-'' He was about to speak but I cut his breath. "Even if you tell me, you won't tell no one I still don't trust you, just know it's for nothing bad. "I lied, it's for my own benefit, making it bad and selfish.
He gets up adjusting his clothes, "well I guess I can't keep that promise."
"What?"
"You heard me! all you've ever done since coming here is act like you're all that! Pissing everyone and dumping anyone when your ass wants! acting like a whole bitch as if you're that important! -"
I get up and push his chest with the palms of my hands "que te pasa wey! uh?! What's all your fucking rancor with that!? I don't act like a bitch because I AM THE BITCH! If you don't like my attitude, walk away!" I signal him with my hand "and fuu It's not my problem, everyone in this country is a pussy! None of you know what it's like to live with people that act like actual bitches. Porque Papá! If you'd go to Mexico, you'd realize I'm the definition of someone nice. There are more cruel people over there than there are here. That old pervert guy! yeah him I've been assaulted worse than that. In Mexico there's worst people than him! WORST villains than the villains here!" I walk closer to his face, "so don't come telling me I'm a bitch when.... Me and you are not the same culero."
"It's not my freaking fault you were fucking raised there. If you came to be a spy, just say it! but don't fucking interfere with me, I will be number 1 ill beat you over and over again if I have to!"
"AND there you go again! talking about 'number 1'! What's so amazing about that?! fame? money? saving people? fucking girls?" I tell him there is confusion written all over my face.
"None of the shit matters. I don't care about no one or nothing when it comes to being number one. Being number 1 means winning and that's my goal: defeating bad guys and fighting. I'm not in it for something or someone so don't get confused."
I listened carefully to his explanation. I wanted to believe him that he was not in it for the money or saving people, fame, girls, ego, but my conscience kept telling me he's lying, he's selfish, he's an idiot!
"Either way you just want to be like All Might, so you're just the same."
I turn around, but he yanks my wrist "being like All Might and admiring him are two different things."
I yank back my hand "Pinche mamon" Getting my things, I start walking, him right beside me.
Looking off to the distance, I spoke up "so are you going to tell anyone about 'that'?"
A tick mark formed in his head " I told you!!!--- *sighs*," He lowers his tone, greening his teeth ".... I won't ( ￣^￣)"
"*sighs* fewf si no me cuelgan"
"But that doesn't mean for sure!"
"HIjo de tu- just stop screaming it's already past midnight"
"I DONT CARE!!--"
"KATSUKI!!! *smack! *" Mitsuki appeared from nowhere, running up to pelos and smacking his head. "Where the hell have you been?! I ordered you to get tomatoes almost 2 hours ago?!"
"Old hag don't touch me! -"
"Then answer my question!"
"I was with this bit-"
"He was with me, Mitsuki." Her head turns towards me as she looks at me.
"uhhh.........Y/n?! omg Since it was so dark, I couldn't even tell who you were? how come you guys are together? and for 2 hours?" I turn to look at Bakugou, but he looks away, avoiding my eyes.
"uhu we were....-"
"We were training," he said with an irritated look on his face.
"At this hour?"
"Yeah, now let's go home." He walks past her
"y/n let me see you, did he do something to you?" She starts touching my face
"No, I'm fi-argh!" When she pushes down my stomach side, where Pelos punched me, I grunt in pain.
"uhh! so he did leave you hurt! that little son of--"
"I'm fine, seriously I heal fast!"
" 'heal fast' my ass, let's go to my house."
As soon as we stepped into the house with bakugou, MItsuki looked at us in pure shock. Our clothes, faces and bodies were all covered in dirt, marks and bruises. Me and Pelos avoided eye contact with her.
"I-- I don't even know what to say! not only did you guys go training for an hour like this but y/n! your uniform! I'll grab you some clothes and you'll give me your uniform to clean it sparkly clean for tomorrow."
"Mitsuki I'm fine I can clean it myself-"
"don't talk back and go to the bathroom so I can pass you some clothes," She walks away, leaving me startled by her warm but stern attitude, "oh! and you'll stay the night!"
"but!-"
"Don't make me repeat myself!"
"You're freaking kidding!! if you're going to stay in my house, go sleep outside!"
I went upstairs to the bathroom Mitsuki told me to go to. I undressed myself and cracked the door open. Mitsuki handed me clothes and I handed her my uniform. After the shower I put on what seemed to be Mitsuki's clothes, an oversized black shirt with baggy brown joggers.
Coming out of the bathroom, I wandered down the hall trying to find Mitsuki. I peeked through a door halfway open, seeing Mitsuki tending Bakugo's wounds. She sat on a chair, and he sat on the bed.
"tssk I don't need your help!"
"don't move! *smack* I can't believe the good beat Y/n gave you."
"She didn't!" she chuckled
I smiled through the door, looking at their bond, and my smile soon folded away. Again, wishing I had a mom to tend my wounds growing up. "*creek*" I leaned on the door a little, making it creek.
"Oh y/n you're out! sit here to tend your wounds."
"No go somewhere else this is my room!"
"*smack*" I walk in looking at his room. All Might figures here and there, a nicely arranged room to the unexpectable. I didn't expect his room to smell nice. Another mystery I discovered was 'his room doesn't smell like '.
I sat next to him while she tented my small wounds. "y/n you can sleep in the room across from this one. I already prepared your bed." She gets up smiling at me.
"Thanks." She leaves the room
I get up making my way across the room. "Goodnight, hope a cockroach goes up your pants."
"I'll kill you!! GO!!" He starts throwing things at me: pillows, lamps, shoes, clothes. A knife!!!?!!!!!!! I closed his door............. . .
I open the door fast, " make sure to plug your asshole!! *Close! *"When closing the door, I hear him yell
"You fucking ass!! ILL murder you!! GO TO YOUR HOUSE!!! no one wants you here!! Scarass!"
Next day----
Sleeping soundly on a comfortable bed, a mattress I'd never dreamt of sleeping on, I literally felt like in heaven. I was awakened by water being thrown at my face.
I gasp as my body jolts up from the bed "Que pinche verga!!! Then an evil laugh is heard. I see Don Pinche Cuca laughing with a bucket in his hands. "mira te la paso nomas porque dormí como nunca en mi vida wey!"
He stops laughing, his old 'fuck off' face appearing "Nadie te quiere pendeja."
He leaves the room, leaving me like this
Este wey me dijo pendeja? Le pegaría pero o(*°▽°*)o he's learning Spanish. I changed into my UA uniform, which Mitsuki left shining. Having breakfast and leaving the house with Don cuca we surprisingly arrived in UA without fighting, maybe insults here and there, but intact.
"Good morning class here, pass this down." Aizawa hands two pieces of paper together. I take a good look at it and then realize...It's a surprise quiz....
"Surprise quiz?!" everyone yells
"Yes, your big test on every subject is coming up after your internships. now get started you have until this class ends"
I sit there staring at the paper; all I have written down is my name. No mames soy bien pinche burra pa la escuela ah pero pa ingles ay toy perrona pero matemáticas wey!!!! I don't know anything, what is this?!
I raise my hand "yes y/n?"
"Uh, why are there more letters than actual numbers? "
". . . . . . . just do your best" He looked at me with 'unbelievable eyes'
I bang my head against the desk. I was hopeless, just looking at the paper made me sick. I turn to my side, head still knocked down on the desk scanning the room!?! How come Pelos de Yarda is zooming his pencil through each page with ezzz????? That should be illegal. I flipped to the last page 'English language' . I answered the last page feeling confident in my English. I didn't spend nine years in America for nothing. *ring* I turned in the papers 19% filled out and the 81% untouched.
"y/n what is this?" Aizawa tells me
"Un papel." I tell him but he looks unimpressed
"Look sorry, I'm not good at school things!"
"Well, that will be a problem. fix it."
"Fix it?! I can't fix what I can't understand for years! Aren't you the teacher?!" I pulled his sleeve "help~"
"No"
I let his sleeve go "Acabo que ni queria"