章節 4: Who to Blame?
"'Fool proof'?!" Kirishima watched as Kaminari nodded enthusiastically. "Bakugou's going to murder us! And Aizawa-sensei is going to expel then kill us too! A double kill is not okay," he tried his best to whisper-yell his growing concerns to his moronic friends. Kirishima watched Kaminari and Sero gather every small detail for their master plan from his bed. Kaminari's chicken scratch was impossible to decipher in his math notebook as he hunched over it on Kirishima's desk. The red-head threw his arms up and groaned dramatically.
"Eiji, you worry too much! It's just a small harmless prank for Baku-bro!" Kaminari exclaimed. Kirishima gaped at him, muttering a string of curses under his breath in disbelief.
"Hanta! Ya gotta see that this is dangerous, right?! He's gunna rip us apart!" Kirishima turned his attention to the tape boy.
Sero shrugged, clearly not worried for his future self. "Bro, chill. He won't even know it's us. Don't worry."
Kirishima mimicked a fish out of water, opening his mouth and swallowing a gulp of air. He sat on his bed hugging one of his pillows, the vintage Crimson Riot pillowcase soft against his rough skin. He tried thinking back to when one of their pranks worked. "Guys, you've said that about past jokes too. It's never worked out… Ever."
Kaminari closed the notebook energetically with a hard slap. He threw it to his own bag with his homework and textbooks littered around it, then stood up and stretched. "Trust us; this time it'll be good," he gave a deeply worrying Kirishima a thumbs up and a smile. "Plus Ultra, Ei! We'll be fine!"
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After having the night to think about it, Kirishima realized rapidly his friends were insanely stupid and were going to be in deep shit very soon, so he had reluctantly joined the prank to at least be a human shield to one of Bakugou's stronger rage-powered explosions. The plan itself was still "fool-proof" according to Denki, but from anyone looking into it would just wish them good luck and shake their heads in shame.
Of course, the actions of their other peers didn't deter the plan itself. As Friday rolled around, the ultimate day of execution, Kirishima could possibly argue that he was sweating more than Bakugou on a hot summer day. As the day's classes passed quickly, he kept his red eyes glued to the clock.
When the last bell rang after hero training, Kirishima made sure Sero and Kaminari made it to the dorms first before the explosive blonde. The red-head had talked to Midoriya before the end of the school day to make sure he can distract Bakugou, and when the smaller teen asked why, Kirishima frantically turned around and ignored him.
He watched Midoriya move from his small group of friends to Bakugou as they walked together to the quad, grabbing his attention quickly for some advice to better his punching techniques without breaking his arm. He overheard his friend trying his best to not threaten his childhood friend while giving him sound advice and silently thanked Midoriya as he went through the back of the class's dorms to find his two friends.
He quickly made his way to the common room after unlocking the front door with his key and he saw Kaminari and Sero sitting proudly on one of the couches, their smiles stretched across their faces. Kirishima grimaced at the forced expressions.
"Did you guys, uh—is it done?" Kirishima questioned slowly as he approached them. Kaminari giggled from behind his hand as Sero nodded a bit too quickly. He watched the lanky boy's focus move to the large windows to watch Bakugou and Midoriya make it up the stairs to disappear into the building.
Two clicks from the other side of the entrance to the common room and the door unlocked. The two boys walked inside, Midoriya laughing under his breath and Bakugou smiling a bit. Kirishima saw how soft Bakugou looked and glared at his two snickering friends, his mind running faster than Iida at this point, trying to figure out how he can distract his friends from their painful futures.
Midoriya's voice broke his thoughts. "Kacchan, you're gunna train later, right? Do you mind if I join? I was going to practice some kicks with my quirk with Todoroki's ice wall… But he's going to visit his mom today."
Bakugou rolled his eyes and scoffed at the mention of his annoying dual-quirk classmate. "Tch. Yeah, I am. That Icy Hot bastard won't give ya the time or effort. I'll do better than him. I'll take ya on, shitty Deku." He cracked his knuckles as small explosions danced on his calloused palms. "Meet me here in half hour. I gotta change first."
Midoriya smiled brightly and his green eyes grew watching Bakugou move to his room. Kirishima's heart froze and his red eyes widen in fear as he watched Bakugou move to his room. The four boys watched him go to his room for different reasons. Midoriya started to make his way to the elevator to go change in his own room when a loud explosion with a string of loud colorful cursing interrupted his movements.
Bakugou had entered his room only to find it filled top-to-bottom with tape. The white tape had been stuck on everything, forming a huge spiderweb in the middle of his small room. He couldn't even step inside his own room for fear of getting stuck awkwardly onto the web like a fly. Louder explosions rattled the hallway windows, and Bakugou practically flew back into the common room to find the two people responsible for the current state of his dorm room.
Midoriya side-stepped out of Bakugou's line of fire, watching from near the elevators in case he needs to break up the quickly approaching fight. Kirishima stood close to the couches, praying to any gods out there that the fabric was Bakugou-proof or something. He wanted minimal damage so they won't get in any added trouble.
"Which one of you fuckers thought this would work out, hah?!" Bakugou's voice dripped with venom, but his pitch was barely over a whisper. Kirishima watched as Kaminari flinched at his tone, while Sero involuntarily shivered. He had to admit he was terrifying like this.
Kaminari gulped before opening his mouth. "Baku-bro! How, uh," he purposely avoided his gaze, "how are you?"
"Guess, Pika-bitch. How do you think I am?" The blonde replies quietly. His right palm crackled and sparked as he raised it closer and closer to the electric blonde's face, sweat visibly pouring out of his pores in a rapid attempt to regulate his body heat.
Kirishima had stepped back when Bakugou got closer, knowing he couldn't interrupt the confrontation. He inched away from the couch as Bakugou focused on Kaminari and Sero, moving towards the elevators where Midoriya had stayed.
Kirishima had bent forward from his side a bit, trying to move his mouth to as close to Midoriya's ear as possible. "So, uh, this is why I needed you to distract him. I was trying my best to avoid," he had circled the scene in front of them messily with his hand, "whatever this is."
Midoriya held back a giggle, "I was planning on training with Kacchan anyways, that Shouto bit was just to rile him up. But, I guess that isn't happening anymore." His shoulders shrugged lower as he slouched in defeat.
Kirishima looked to his friend, upset at himself for not stopping his friends from planning this the day before. As he opened his mouth to begin to apologize for not stopping the whole thing from happening, Iida and Aizawa walked through the common room door. Iida sucked in a breath when he saw Bakugou holding Kaminari by his collar of his uniform and reaching to grab Sero in the same position.
"What the hell are you three doing?" Aizawa questioned when he saw the hand closest to Kaminari's face light up dangerously from larger explosions.
"These two asshol—" Bakugou was quickly interrupted by Kirishima.
"Aizawa-sensei, it's not what it looks like!" Kirishima cried out.
"Then what am I supposed to look at, huh?"
"Well, Sensei, technically it's your fault we're in this whole situation. Bakugou's room shouldn't be on the first floor," Kaminari stated matter-of-factly. "If we're throwing around the blame, it should be you. You shouldn't have allowed us access to explosives in the first place."
"Kaminari, shut your fucking mouth, I swear to god!" Sero cried.
Bakugou threw him down on the couch forcefully, sending him a death glare as he let go of Sero a bit more carefully. "You fuckers are so fucking lucky right now. Aizawa just saved your shitty asses." He turned to Midoriya, "Deku, you've got some old clothes that'll fit me, right? Get ready to get fucking torn apart."
Midoriya gulped and hit the UP arrow to go to his dorm room, a shaky smile directed towards the rest of the people in the common room before he rushed inside the opening doors with Bakugou following behind him, seething.
As the two left the scene, Aizawa turned to Kaminari, his face void of any emotions. "Kaminari, Sero, both of you are in detention for this next week. Right now, you'll be cleaning his room. I don't want to see your tape anywhere, do you understand?"
Both nodded and stood up to start their clean-up process. Kirishima watched them, his facial expression telling the pair a big "I told you so" as they left the room.
"I'm sorry about those two, Iida. I should've stopped them yesterday completely," Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment.
Iida pushed back his glasses and straightened up, "Good thing I overheard them today and told Aizawa-sensei. Let me know next time please, and I'll let one of the teachers know before someone gets seriously hurt."
Aizawa nodded next to him, "Yes. Let me know, I don't know how to explain to Recovery Girl anymore how half of this hell class ends up in her room every week." He sighed deeply, pulling at his dirty scarf, "now if you'll excuse me, I have to stop Yamada from giving Shinsou some over-caffeinated coffee. Good bye and try to have a nice weekend." And with that, the older hero left his two students alone.
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