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Bakugou spent the next few years of high school mostly alone. He kept an eye on Uraraka the entire time. Keeping in on the loop to hear if she had a crush on anyone or if she was dating again. Making sure mineta and any of these other losers didn’t approach someone his heart still claimed. He couldn’t let them have her. He couldn’t let anyone have her if he couldn’t. Ochako didn’t seem to be bothered by his presence and was somehow able to keep him at an arm's length. She’d only gotten more beautiful as time went on. Fuck, how could he have let her go so easily?
As soon as they graduated, Katsuki was one of the masses who went to college after. He needed a degree in Civil Hero Law to get anywhere. Although, unlike the rest of his dumbass classmates, Uraraka had suddenly went missing after highschool. He checked every school and damn near every agency to find her name appear somewhere but it was lost in the masses. Occasionally he’d catch some kind of lead on her location, but it would be gone after a few days.
In his apartment, there was a board with pins and photos of different locations. Each with some kind of note as to where the flying fuck Ochacko could be. Bakugou, whether he realized it or not, was completely obsessed with her. He had came to the conclusion that if he found her, he might have to kidnap her from wherever. He wanted this girl to be his and his alone. Not shared glory among the media, not dating or even talking to some low life sorry boyfriend. His, all to himself and in his arms. He wanted her. He wanted her. He wanted her.
At night, Bakugou had finally returned home to find that his apartment had been broken into. There wasn’t much out of place, but there was pink paint all over the walls. It made a sporadic path to his bedroom. There was a note that red “Midnight 54th street” which was all he needed to know.
It had to be her.
Bakugou went in costume just to give the illusion that he was on patrol. If honest, the entire time he had left his house he felt as if he was being stalked. Something or someone was definitely following him. 54th street was a long alley. It was famous for being the most popular spot for crimes when quirks started popping up. Every step echoed between the two brick walls. Only stopping to meet the other figure. His whole body shivered as if paralyzed.
It was her. That blue and pink ‘hero’ costume took on a much sexier version. A skin tight dress that lacked length or sleeves. Thigh-high boots and long fingerless gloves instead of the bulky gear she used to wear. Her brown hair touched down her back now, had it really been so long? Yet All Katsuki’s heart and mind could think was She’s here, and she’s sexy
“You’re actually here, Katsuki.” Age did a bit on her voice too. She did not sound that sultry in highscool.
“Uraraka..” Every inch of him wanted to run and grab her. To pull her along and lock him in his apartment so he’d be the only one in her life. What little common sense he had stopped him from doing just that. “Why are you here?”
Uravity walked closer to him. Now that they where in view, Bakugou knew that look in her eye. It sent him way back to that night. Years ago. If anything, It was worse now, Hypnotic even. “Because I missed you. You have any idea how hard it was living without you all this time? I just wanted you all to myself again.”
This wasn’t hero talk. Matter of fact, that wasn’t hero gear either. The police would never let her dress like that. Although if he could admit, Bakugou could’ve cared less. The woman he’s been obsessing over was right there in front of him. Not only did it not bother him, it was...nice. Something about how she was still so jealous after all these years was cute. The blonde cracked a grin, looking down at her. “Is that why you’re here? You want me back?”
“Well yes, but that’s not all.” She giggled. Ochako’s face lined lightly with a blush and a quivering smile. “I want you to join the League of Villains with me. We could be together forever without worrying about anything..” Uraraka brushed her hands against his chest and shoulder. She smiled at him dreamily, almost panting. “You’re the number two hero, right under Deku. Let him be number one. But with us, you can take the world right from under him. We can fix this hellish hero system. You’ll be on top of the world.”
Bakugou couldn’t help blushing too. Using that tone of voice should be illegal because she could probably convince him to do anything like that. Deku was number one, he had rivaled Katsuki for that since ranking started for them. Being second to him as well as losing track of the women he was desperate for set his mind up in near insanity. If it meant being with her again, why not show the world who’s boss? Why not let Deku fucking have it? If this was how Bakugou had to get on top of the world, then fucking fine. Being the next Hero Killer didn’t sound too bad.
A wide, deadly grin crossed Katsuki’s mouth. He could feel the insanity show through him just like it did for her. “To be with you angel face? Fucking anything.” His arms where quick to wrap around her and close the gap between their bodies. “I’ve been trying to find you for months. I was almost gonna kidnap your ass when I found you.”
“Ah! Don’t say stuff like that, it’s embarrassing!” Uraraka blushed even harder and tried to hide her face in his chest. “Do you know how hard I had to try not to kill all those girls who’d be all over you in interviews? I wanted to carve them up so much! Some of them didn’t make it”
Bakugou let out a soft chuckled and raised an eyebrow “What did you do to them? And what stopped you from getting fucking all of ‘em?”
“Shigaraki didn’t want me making a scene. He promised me we’d recruit you, and I’m so happy he was right! Oh and..” He eyes rolled to the side like an embarrassed school girl. “I took them to my section of the base. I figured since they loved you so much They wouldn’t mind having your name carved into them. "
“You’re fuckin cute.” He supposed he could try to see eye to eye with this fucker Shigaraki as long as Ocahko was promised to be there. He kept smiling kissing Ochako’s forehead. “You know I’ll kill any guy that tries you, right?”
“Likewise. You should know I’ll carve up any girl that thinks that can even talk to you.” With a hand on his cheek, she planted a kiss on his lips.
Bakugou happily accepted her. It felt like he was drinking in something deliciously forbidden. The sinful sweetness of this woman who left their school to pursue a god-like freedom. She went rouge, like they had discussed years ago. Yes, he did find her as promised. Now though, they were on the other side. They were on the side with Himiko and a side Stain had been on. Bakugou was just glad to be back by Uraraka’s side.
By any means necessary.