For the first class we were in Aizawa's class once again and I was asked to arrive before the others. I was heading there at the moment and since there wasn't many students I didn't get lost like last time. I get in the class to be greeted by the tired teacher.
"Hello Midoriya, Happy to see you in my class." He says emotionless.
"Hi! I'm happy to be here too!" I say cheerfully.
"So, I wanted to talk about the rules and soon, an other student will join us. I will pair you up with him until you get the hang of painting, from what I saw last time, I'm not worried that you'll learn quick." He explains.
"Okay!" I answer him and he goes on about different rules he has in his classroom.
"What did you want to fucking talk about!?" Someone says loudly from the door and I close my eyes taking a deep breath hoping he wasn't the person supposed to help me.
"Okay Midoriya, Bakugo I believe you've met?" He asks playing innocent but I know very well he knows I don't get along very well with him.
"Yeah what about it!?" Bakugo says aggressively.
"You'll be helping him in my class until he gets the hang of it. Understood?" He says more as an order than an offer.
"And if I don't want to?" Kacchan talks back.
"As much as I respect you Mr. Aizawa, I don't think it's a good idea for me to work with him. We don't get along very well and our art styles are completely different." I say shyly.
"Exactly why I'm pairing you up. You might be able to open Bakugo's horizon and Bakugo will be able to give you some tricks with the brush." He explains tired but also a small mischievous smirk.
"And I'm guessing you won't let me learn on my own?" I ask him discouraged.
"Exactly. We started a new project so Bakugo will be able to explain you everything and help you set up." The teacher explains. "Now go on, I have things to do." Aizawa says going back to his paper not allowing us to slip an other word.
"So I'm your teacher?" He asks with an evil smirk.
"If it helps you sleep better at night, I'll let you think that~" I answer playfully.
"Then call me sensei when you talk to me." He orders with a smirk and I can't help but laugh in his face.
"Why? Is it a weird kink of yours or something?" I laugh he rolls his eyes.
"Maybe but if your the one saying it ain't no way in hell it's turning me on." He says with a side smirk.
"I think I'd rather die than be the subject of your fantasies" I pretend to throw up and he rolls his eyes with a 'tsk'.
"So. This project is about robots." He says suddenly and I sigh loudly.
"Show me your canvas and I'll consider believing that it's actually the theme." I glare at him and he swears under his breath.
"Whatever-" He leaves to the back and I follow him with my eyes as he grabs something and comes back.
"Good thing I didn't believe you!" I smile brightly.
"So the theme is atrocity?" I ask teasingly and he glares at me once again.
"No Deku. It's fucking music and shit." He glares at me.
"Don't worry I know, I'm just testing your limits. Anyways, what are you doing?" I ask curious.
"That's the sketch I did as a reference." He says giving me a piece of paper.
"Is there a reason you like putting living beings in your art? Or is it simply you like drawing anatomy?" I ask him after looking at his sketch.
"I ain't sharing deep shit with you that's for sure." He growls and I nod.
"It's okay, I was just curious." I shrug my shoulders. "Another question, no need to answer. Why is it that when you paint there is always only one person, never more?" I ask him.
"That ain't true. The one for the competition shit was two people!" He becomes defensive.
"But that wasn't you who did it." I answer calmly.
"What are you saying!? That I had someone else do it!?" He barks at me and I shake my head chuckling.
"Not in that sense Kacchan, you were the one to paint it, but it didn't connect with you. So that's why I say it wasn't you who did it, because you simply did it to win and not to express yourself in your art." I explain and he looks at the void with a frown.
"I'll take that as a you don't want to answer." I chuckle looking at his sketch. It was simple but I know once done it would high probably be way more detailed. That's how art works after all.
"You're weird." He says out of the blue.
"Hey! I'm being nice here!" I retorted.
"Exactly my point. Your an ass one second and deep and shit the other what the hell!?" He says annoyed and I giggle at his point.
"I still hate you but, I noticed that for you, you put your soul in your art and if I made fun of it then it would be crossing the line. Your exposing yourself to others and you don't need people saying shit about it." I explain and he frowns.
"I ain't being nice to you no matter what damn Nerd!" He says back annoyed and I sigh loudly in response.
"It's okay, I'm used to it people chased me with brooms because I was painting, so for someone so closed minded I won't expect much-" I laugh a little sitting on a table taking out my stuff.
"What the hell are you doing!?" He asks annoyed.
"Taking out my stuff to start my sketch..?" I say more as a question.
"Okay and you know how to do that shit!?" He asks annoyed and I nod.
"I'm not that stupid, I have to do some for what I do!" I say to him annoyed.
"What you do ain't art. You don't know shit about it." He growls and I look at him annoyed.
"Is that so?" I ask irritated getting up.
"It ain't." He says confident.
"Tell me. What is the definition of art?" I ask with venom.
"It's when you put quality and time on material to create something. Not draw on a fucking wall. That's child's play!" He growls and I take out my phone.
"According to the dictionary art is the expression or application of human creative skill and imagination, typically in a visual form such as painting or sculpture, producing works to be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power." I say with a smile. "And last time I checked what I do is considered like art. If it wasn't for that I wouldn't be here in the same class as you. Try opening your eyes a little and look somewhere else then your your shoes because right now. You're holding yourself back and I think you know it." I say glaring at him.
"Whatever. You can work alone if you want to be an ass." He growls.
"He isn't an ass right now Bakugo, you are. So let him be, if he has questions or if you have constructive remarks then step in but otherwise shut up." I forgot Aizawa was here and notice a few more students that waked in. I sit back down and start working on what I wanted to do. I was thinking of doing an electrical guitar since I know what it looks like by heart. I put music in my ears and focus After about 20 minutes I'm done and look at Kacchan who wasn't there and I feel someone breathing on my neck and I jump to see Kacchan smirking.
"How long have you been creeping on me!?" I whisper shout since class began a while ago.
"Maybe 5 to 10 minutes?" He says shrugging his shoulders.
"Anyways I guess it isn't that bad." The blond grumbles and I smile slightly.
"Could use some work tho-" he smirks and I roll my eyes.
"Ready to move on the canvas?" He asks and I nod. I follow him and we grab a few things in the back and I take an easel next to his.
"Umm.. Do I start by sketching or doing something or... I don't know.. What do I start with?" I ask embarrassed.
"Normally you would have to cover with a layer of white but they already do that part. Now you outline. If it's easier you can separate it in little squares and you transfer it on the canvas." He explains.
"I think I'm good on that part.." I think out loud taking out a 6H and started to transfer it by just doing the big lines. Bakugo stands there just watching me.
"Aren't you going to work on yours?" I ask looking at him and realize our face were almost touching so I back up a little.
"I spend my days here, I'll have no problem catching up." He says with a smirk and I sigh.
I focus and soon enough I'm done.
"What do I do now?"
The rest of the period goes on like that and he mostly showed me how to hold the brush mix the colours and how to use the oil. Now I was stuck on something...
"How can you not get this! It's like the easiest thing their is! You literally were able to write numbers and do shadowing and you can't use the fucking spatula!?" He whisper shouts annoyed.
"I'm sorry this shit is hard!" I say in my defence.
"No it isn't!" He says pulling his hair and waking in circles.
"Okay, show me again then!" I say irritated.
"You take it." He takes my hand and shoves the thing in it. "You use the back of it to grab the paint" he says pulling my hand around. "And then you slowly put it and the more you move the more pressure you put!" He says following his words.
"Okay okay I can try on my own-" I grumble taking possession of my hand once again and trying what he did.
"See? I did it-" I say annoyed and then I look back at it. "I did it!!?" I say excited.
"Ain't that hard is it!?" He smirks and I shake my head.
The bell rings.
We all put our things back in place except the canvas's that are left on the easel to dry. Someone puts them away later on apparently.
"Thank you Kacchan! I guess you earn one point so 3-1!" I smile at him and he scoffs.
"Whatever-" He smirks and I leave the classroom with Uraraka and Tsu.
"You guys were so close! I swear you guys will end up together!!" Uraraka squeals and I sigh loudly.
"Yeah, and we're close right now, dose it mean anything? No. So same thing for him except that with him I want to scratch his face off!" I say and someone wraps his hand around my shoulders.
"Kinky~" He teases and I glare at him removing his arm from me.
"Shut up and get yourself a boyfriend- oh wait- no one wants to fuck you huh? Damn I almost feel bad for you!" I say wiping an imaginary tear.
"Fuck you!" He spats at me and I smile brightly.
"You'd like to do that wouldn't you?" I say with a smirk and he grabs my collar.
"Stop this game before you fucking regret it Deku." He says in a menacing voice. Will I show that he's scaring the shit out of me? No!
"Honestly it doesn't feel like playing, it lacks umm... *pretends to think* competition~" I smirk confidently.
"You little-" He grumbles annoyed and holding my collar tighter making me get closer to him.
"Let go. Now." I say firmly.
"Why would I do that?" He smirks raising an eyebrow.
"Because people are watching. When the teacher arrive I wonder what it'll look like if the great Katsuki Bakugo is holding like this the new kid. I could maybe had a cherry on top of that saying how mean you are~" I smirk and he let's go with a 'tsk'.
"Bye Kacchan!" I wave goodbye joining my friends but I stop and turn back to him.
"4-1" I yell to him with a proud grin as he looks at me with a death glare.
"You really have some guts-" Uraraka laughs.
"I don't. I was sure I was gonna die!" I admit in a whine making them laugh.
"So are you guys feeling like eating outside today? Mina texted me to know if we wanted to join them." Uraraka explains and we agree.
I then notice something I should have noticed a long time ago. They were holding hands!!!
"YOU GUYS GOT TOGETHER!?!" I yell with a huge smile and they both blush looking away. I then notice people looking.
"Oh sorry.. I was loud.." I mumble embarrassed.
"But yea, Midoriya-kun, we are officially together." Tsu says with a smile.
"Oh and by the way guys please call me Izuku! It sounds formal when you call me Midoriya!" I smile as they nod.
The rest of the way we chatted and I saw my uncle wave at me from afar.
"Hey, I'm gonna join you after if it's okay!" I wave goodbye as I run to my uncle.
"Hey!" I smile at him and he gives me a fist bump.
"So, your mom called and apparently you haven't been answering her calls?" He says waiting for a confirmation and I look all over my pockets and notice it wasn't there.
"I must have forgotten my phone in class! I'll talk to you later!" I say quickly going back to the classroom. When I get in I get slam on the wall.
"You know, you're really getting on my nerves." I look and see Kacchan who was pinning me on the wall I was frozen.
"What? Cats got your tongue?" He smirks amused.
"You know, the only reason I hate your guts is cause you have no respect. And if you do, you show it really poorly. So stop acting superior to everyone and get fucking help!" I bark at him and I feel a tear fall.
"Oh and your a fucking crybaby on top of that?" He spats back.
"Yeah I fucking am! So just let me go... please..." I mumble the last part.
"No." He says firmly.
I just sit there is silence.
"Not until you stop crying. We can't see your eyes well when you do.." He mumbles wiping my tears and I just freeze.
"Was that an indirect compliment!?" I say with a small playful smile.
"Whatever helps you sleep better at night~" He smirks slowly letting go of me.
"Oh and I believe you came back for this?" He smirks pulling out my phone from his pocket.
"I'll call you later, I got your number~" He smirks giving it back.
"How did you put it in there!?" I say confused and annoyed.
"Swipe right, it asks for an emergency call, dialled my own number and bam your on my phone now!" He smirks showing off his phone.
"In that case I could just block you~" I smirk as he frowns.
"You won't do that." He says in a deep voice.
"Why not?" I say getting closer to him.
"Because you like it when I annoy you, and you love annoying me. So having my number only seems fair~" He smirks leaning on the wall standing next to me and looking at me with a intense glaze.
"You know I hate you right?" I say teasing him.
"I know, that's why I want to make your life a living nightmare." He smirks and I giggle.
"Oh and one more thing. I win this time." He smirks.
"Huh, How!?" I ask him confused.
"I have your number. That sounds good enough for a victory." He says shrugging his shoulders.
"Okay 4-2 then.." I sigh loudly he then starts walking away and once at the door he looks back at me.
"You coming?" He asks and I look at him confused and he signs irritated.
"Your friends are eating with the extras that I hang out with. We're going to the exact same spot so.." He explains giving me a 'you get it know?' look and continues. "You coming?" He asks once again and I nod following him in a hurry.