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A Solid Foundation

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As soon as the Sports Festival Awards Ceremony came to a close, the occupants of class 1-A were ushered into a reception room for their parents to congratulate or comfort their kids.

Streamers line the walls, groups of balloons float aimlessly with the movement of the people in the room, and the atmosphere is calm and happy, full of hugs, tears, and filled to the brim with smiling faces.

To Katsuki, it’s revolting .

That is, until he spots his own mother, straining to get to him through the crowd of superhuman kids and adults. People quickly get the memo to step aside as the furious parent storms past, headed straight to where her son is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, glaring at anyone who comes within 15 feet of him.

She looks pissed. Fuck.

Katsuki huffs angry and pushes off the wall to meet her with a carefully neutral expression. “Hey Mo-”

SLAP!!

There’s a moment of shocked silence as the conversation in the room abruptly halts, parents and students turning,toward the unmistakable sound of skin of skin.

Bakugo stands, head tilted to the side, face carefully blank, as the sense of someone watching him ten-folds. He knows the hand-print shaped mark is already forming. His mother played hard-core volleyball in high school. She was strong. And she was mad .

Dammit. Not here.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!?! YOU NEEDED RESTRAINTS ?? YOU JUST ABOUT KILLED THAT GRAVITY GIRL, AND YOU DESTROYED HALF THE STADIUM!?!? KATSUKI, YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT !!”

Bakugou moved his head slowly, conscious of the ache pulsing through his skull, “Oh yeah, cuz hitting your kid in front of a room full of people is so much better.”

SLAP!!

This time, Bakugo whips his head back into place. Screw the potential concussion, he was pissed .

“Cut it out, you hag!! Can you not hit me, for once in your life , while we have a fucking conversation ?!?” He growls, still conscious of what feels like millions of eyes burrowing into his back.

“COULD YOU NOT GO FUCKING OVERBOARD FOR ONCE IN YOUR MISERABLE LIFE?? I MEAN SERIOUSLY, ENDEAVOR’S KID WAS UNCONSCIOUS !! SO WAS THAT SPACE GIRL!! THESE ARE YOUR FUCKING CLASSMATES !!” She screamed, arms gesturing wildly.

Bakugo’s eyes narrowed, trying not to flinch, as the flailing limbs neared his face.

“Half-and-Half and Round-Face can take care of themselves, and it’s not like there weren't teachers watching. They’re fine , and fighting was the whole damn point of the fucking festival.” He sneered, willing her to calm the fuck down before she did something they’d all regret.

His attempt was in vain. She didn’t take the hint continuing to scream, causing spit to fly into his face.

“YOU STILL COULD HAVE TAKEN SOME FUCKING RESTRAINT , KATSUKI!!! NOW THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS HOW MUCH OF AN UNCONTROLLED FREAK YOU ARE!!”

Katsuki internally sighed. Honestly, she’d used that one so many times, it didn’t even hurt anymore. Nevertheless, he still appreciated Deku’s attempt to intervene.

The little idiot squeezed his way in between the two family members, putting his hands up, in a calming gesture.

“Um, Mitsuki-san? Ka-chan won the tournament. Even if it was out of anger, he put up a honest fight, and came out on top.”

She scoffed, not in the least hindered by the smaller boy,  “So you’ve sunk so low as to let Izuku stand up for you? Damn Katsuki, that’s a new record.”

Bakugo glared Deku out of the way, urging him to leave well the fuck alone. His protective instincts clawing their way to the front, despite the fact that the nerd wasn’t dad trying to calm Mitsuki down.  

“HE ISN’T STANDING UP FOR ME, YOU HAG!! I CAN DO THAT MYSELF!! AND I WON, DIDN’T I??”

“WHO FUCKING CARES IF YOU WON!! YOU’RE STILL A FAILURE AREN’T YOU, KATSUKI??

A vein popped in Bakugo's neck and his clenched fists turned white.

Stop, dammit. Not here.

“THIS IS JUST LIKE THAT SLUDGE VILLAIN!! TOO FUCKING BRASH TO CONSIDER THE POSSIBILITY OF GETTING YOURSELF CAPTURED!! THEN, ONCE YOU WERE, YOU WERE TOO WEAK TO GET YOURSELF OUT!!”

Bakugo's lip curled, “THE VILLAIN'S QUIRK WAS TAKING MY EXPLOSIONS AND HIS BODY WAS MADE OUT OF WATER !! HOW THE FUCK WAS I SUPPOSED TO FIGHT THAT?!?”

“WELL, YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE RUNNING INTO ITS PATH!! CHECK YOUR FUCKING TEMPER NEXT TIME, OR YOU’RE GONNA END UP WITH A DEAD. FUCKING. CLASSMATE!!” Mitsuki snarled, stepping forward to push Bakugo back. “HOW ABOUT GRAVITY-GIRL?!?” push, “TODOROKI!?!” push, “KIRISHIMA?!?”

“Leave Shitty-Hair out of this.” Bakugo growled, glancing furtively around the room.

Aizawa and All Might looked about two seconds from sticking their noses where they didn't belong, so he stopped their not-so-subtle movement toward him with a warning glare.

“OH, DID I HIT A NERVE?? FOUND YOURSELF A FUCKING FRIEND DID YOU?? YOU SEEMED TO HAVE NO RESTRAINT KICKING HIS ASS EARLIER!! HE AS HARD TO GET RID OF AS MIDORIYA?? YOU GONNA SHUT HIM OUT TOO?!?”

Bakugou eyes got dangerously dark and his voice lowered, “ Fuck. You .”

Mitsuki scoffed, “Oh, real threatening. Don't you pull that bullshit on me, Katsuki.”

Okay, those were the first words she didn't yell.

Katsuki could probably get her to cool off now, or take this outside and get some distance without her grabbing and hitting him again, so pulled the one trick he knew that always got her to follow him.

He turned on his heel, and strolled out of the room.

The people present, parted before him, those bold enough to meet his eyes, wearing sympathetic, or horrified expressions that made him want to punch off their faces.

I don't need any extra's fucking pity.

KATSUKI!!  GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!” Mitsuki screamed after him.

Bakugo let his middle finger speak for him as he blasted the door open and disappeared into the night.

Mitsuki growled, spewing threatening words as she storming out after her son.

As the door slammed closed for the second time that night, the room became cloaked in a heavy silence, broken only by the thoughts present in everyone's minds.

“He didn’t even fight back. Kero...” -Asyu

“So unlike him…” -Sero

“If it was one of us, he would have blown the room to pieces…” -Uraraka

“I see where he got his temper…” -Todoroki

“Is it like this at home…?” -Yaoyorozu

Kirishima took a deep breath, “I’m gonna check on him.”