“It’s just a stupid game,” A Kiribaku + IzuOcha AU

Playing Among Us with your best friends, crush, and frenemy is stupid but it’s fun. Not that Bakugou would admit it of course.

That’s all it is, playing games and impressing Kirishima with his skills, isn’t it?
Before Reading:
Look all I’m gonna say is
TW: Blood
So if you have ANY uncomforts with blood, even slightly this is NOT the au for you.

That’s all I’m warning you on friends 😉👍🏼 Good luck!
“It’s Bakugou, definitely Bakugou,” the electric boy muttered on the couch.

“HOW?”

The blonde was slightly enraged as he watched Deku kill him; the boy wanting to throw his phone,

“Dead or not, I’m getting these tasks done,” Bakugou growled; upset.
Ghosting about; Bakugou powered up the shield, Kirishima screaming on the phone,

“Shitty Hair, you good?”

“I just fell inside a vent man! How do I get out before the killers find me?”

“Idiot, you ARE one of the killers.”
“Kacchan, now I’m going to vote Kirishima,” Kaminari winked; Bakugou wanting to rat Deku out right there and then, but no, he wasn’t a snitch.

“Tch, whatever, see if I care,” he grumbled; finishing his tasks as the traitors win screen appeared.

“Again again!”
“This is the third game Kirishima,” Mina quipped on FaceTime, her facial expression in no way bored.

“If he wants to play again, we’ll play again Raccoon Eyes,” Bakugou retorted.

“Aw thanks man,” Kirishima beamed; his sharp teeth all but sparkling on camera.
Mina smirked; Sero rolling his eyes with a grin as he started the game up, everyone joining.

“Kacchan, can’t we just add Midoriya to the call instead of having to text him?”

“Tch, why do we need to add Deku?”

“So we can all communicate..?”
Bakugou groaned; nodding, Kaminari adding the freckled boy,

“Oh hey guys!”

“Hey Midoriya man,” Kirishima grinned, Bakugou rolling his eyes,

“Just start the damn game,” he snarled.

The game began; Bakugou being one of the traitors, Deku being the other.
‘I’m going to have to work with shitty Deku?’

He didn’t despise the thought but he knew if he stood up for him it’d be obvious he was a killer.

Running along the map; Kaminari cursed,

“Didn’t see that coming,” he winced; Bakugou laughing.
“It’s Bakugou,” Sero said nonchalantly, hitting the emergency button,

“Oh COME ON, HOW?”

“I don’t know Sero, Bakubro always laughs at other people’s demise, we can’t assume,” Kirishima murmured; voting someone else.

“Yeah I don’t think Kacchan did it,” Midoriya added.
The vote screen popped up; Sero getting voted out,

“Mm figures, god forbid me mess with big daddy baku or his two boyfriends will step up for him,” the dark haired boy scoffed playfully.

“Don’t call me that shit again, Plain Face,” Bakugou grimaced; shaking at the thought.
“Yeah, besides I like Uraraka San,” Midoriya muttered; killing Mina and then slapping his hand over his mouth.

“YOU LIKE URARAKA?”

Bakugou wasn’t fazed by this information; his friends asking more, the blonde killing Kaminari.

“OH COME ON,” Kaminari groaned.
“Uraraka? That’s cool man, she’s nice, pretty and manly,” Kirishima replied; walking up to Bakugou as he came out of the vent.

“Hey man! Whatcha doing?”

“Tch, dumbass,” Bakugou tsked; his cheeks turning a light pink as Kirishima’s avatar moved too far close, it looking like+
it was kissing his.

“Hey Kacchan, why’s your face pink?”

Midoriya had now turned everyone’s attention to Bakugou, Kaminari smirking as he realized why,

“Hey Kirishima, where are you on the map?”

“In front of Bakugou in the storage room man, why?”

“No reason,” he chuckled.
The redhead shrugged; walking alongside Bakugou, the blonde not killing him, letting him follow behind.

“Kirishima, what tasks do you need done?”

“I just need to go to the admin room, come with me?”

“Tch okay,” Bakugou blurted; his voice coming out sweeter than usual.
“Hey Deku kun! You busy?”

“Uh, no, what’s up Uraraka San?”

Everyone became dead quiet; some trying to listen in, Bakugou walking with Kirishima to the admin room.

“I can’t find Tsu, can you help me with my closet door? It’s wonky,” Uraraka sighed.

“Of course, Uraraka San!”
The blonde tried not to laugh at how awkward his frenemy was being, the freckled boy waving before ending the call.

Bakugou won and Kirishima gasped,

“You were a traitor?”

He thought he was joking but the redhead was being too genuine.
“Yes Kirishima, you caught me in the vent,” Bakugou said calmly.

“Wait, only traitors can do that?”

“OH MY GOD, I THOUGHT I WAS THE DUMB ONE,” Kaminari laughed; Bakugou giving him the death stare,

“You are, Dunce Face.”

“Oh, is that Kacchan coming to the rescue of his l-“
Bakugou sent an explosion his way; Kaminari barely dodging it, his hair slightly burnt at the tips,

“You idiot, never say shit like that again,” he sneered; sitting back down.

“Okay okay!”

“One more, please?”

“Okay dumbass, this is it though, then study,” Bakugou commanded.
“Yessir!”

The blonde wanted to laugh; Kaminari’s smug expression visible,

“Oh hey guys, Deku kun it’s working!”

On screen was Uraraka next to Deku, her eyes big with excitement,

“Oi Round Face is playing? Things just got interesting.”
The brunette walked around; seemingly not knowing what she was doing but Bakugou knew better.

Avoiding her when she entered a room; racing down the hall, watching her dip inside the vent and hop up to kill Mina and Deku.

‘She knows what she’s doing,’ Bakugou smirked.
The voting came and Bakugou didn’t say anything; everyone voting for Sero and Kaminari, the ending result a tie.

No one suspected Uraraka and Bakugou knew that was what she wanted.

‘She’s going to win,’ he estimated; finishing his last task before she appeared in the room.
‘Mm.’

“Bakugou, where are you man? I can’t find any- IS THAT A DEAD BODY?”

They were moved into the discussion section; Bakugou safe from Uraraka, for now.
“Okay man, just be honest with me here, are you the traitor again?”

“No.”

“Okay man, I trust you,” Kirishima said; sniffling slightly,

“Uraraka, be honest here, did you kill Deku?”

“Me? Why me? What’d I do? Is it because I’m new?”
‘She’s deflecting,’ Bakugou shaking his head and grinning,

“Let’s get this over with,” he chuckled.

Kirishima seemed confused; skipping the vote, Uraraka voting Bakugou. The blonde shrugged; watching Kirishima get killed,

“Called it,” Bakugou yawned.
She won and everyone congratulated her; Bakugou even giving a slight head nod before leaning back,

“Kirishima, get over here,” Bakugou stretched, the redhead nodding and ending his end of the call, shuffling heard from the other side of the wall.

“You’re in love with him,” +
Kaminari smirked; leaning in Bakugou’s desk chair.

“As if,” Bakugou grumbled; his friends on the call not convinced,

“Seems like a crush to me Bakugou kun,” Uraraka tilted her head; smiling.

“You’re not very good about hiding your crush Round Face,” the blonde argued.
Uraraka ended her side of the call; Bakugou assuming victory, a knock at his door.

“I’ll get it,” Kaminari stood up; strolling over to the door and opening it,

“Hey man! Study sesh?”

“You know it!”

Kirishima closed the door behind him; smiling at Bakugou,

“Hey Bakugou.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes; scoffing,

“Just sit down, I have to tutor you idiots.”

Kaminari sat down next to Bakugou; the redhead sitting on the other side of him,

“Teach us Bakugou, teach us your ways,” the two echoed off each other; laughing in unison.
Pulling out his notebook; he began to list the things they needed to know, explaining how to do it and just genera things they should’ve already known.

*PING*

Kirishima perked up; pulling his phone out and standing upright,

“I got to go, my moms need me!”
The two blondes waved at the redhead; the boy slipping out of the door and down the hall.

“So, you gonna tell him or-“

“Shut up,” Bakugou muttered; looking away from the door,

“There’s nothing I need to tell him.”

“Whatever you say Kacchan,” Kaminari said doubtfully.
<<But Meaningless! Where’s the IzuOcha? It says it in the AU title did you LIE to US? Dw dw it’s coming, soon soon.>>
Alarm blaring in the blonde’s ears, he shot up; stretching and slamming it against the wall, the beeping seizing.

“Agh,” he groaned; picking the dented clock up, shaking his head,

“Note to self, get a new alarm clock.”

Walking into the bathroom; he angrily brushed his teeth, +
fixing his shirt as he pulled it over his head.

Buttoning the top two buttons; he laughed, unbuttoning them, nodding,

“Much better,” he muttered as he slid on his shoes, pulling his bag over his shoulder.
Heading out of his dorm; he closed the door behind him, strolling down the steps, Kaminari speaking with Kirishima,

“Mhm, I’m telling you, he’ll-“

“Oi, what are you dumbasses doing?”

“Waiting for you man!”

“You two are never up this early and you’re always running late, +
what gives?”

Kirishima grinned; wrapping his arm around Kaminari’s shoulders,

“Kaminari had the idea, so you could stop waking us up and having to scream so early in the morning,” the redhead explained; smile big.

“Mhm, I’m considerate Kacchan,” Kaminari added; his expression+
smug, the blonde wanting to slap it off.

“You better fucking run if you’re going to look at me with that grin Dunce Face.”

Kamnari nodded; taking the memo and bolting, Kirishima laughing,

“Do I have to run too?”

“Tch, go for it,” Bakugou grumbled; acting as if he didn’t care.
“Okay well since you don’t care,” Kirishima grabbed his wrist and began to run, dragging the blonde behind, Bakugou trying not to trip over his own feet.

“You idiot, what are you doing? Stop dragging me!”

“I’m cheating the system, I get to run but you get to run with me,”+
he said matter of factly, smile even brighter than before.

“You dumbass,” Bakugou replied; slightly embarrassed he hadn’t thought of his outcome.
Arriving at the school; the redhead’s hand on his wrist, the blonde became slightly self conscious,

“Oi let me go, dumbass, we’re here,” he mumbled; his shy demeanor weird to him.

“Ah! Sorry man, didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” the boy nervously smiled; letting his +
wrist go,

“I won’t do it again without permission, I promise!”

Bakugou nodded; for once not having anything to say, slightly glad Kirishima was so considerate.
The two walked inside; Deku waving as they strolled into the classroom, Bakugou blinking.

“Kirishima kun! Do you want to play among us with me after school today? Uraraka San said she had fun and well-“

“I got it man! You want to make Uraraka happy, totally manly!”
Bakugou rolled his eyes playfully as he sat behind Deku, opening his notebook and writing down his to do’s, it only consisting of

‘Buy a new fucking alarm clock’.

Eh he’d get to it later.
Kirishima slid into his seat; smiling that big sharp toothed goofy smile of his, Bakugou turning away as if he was staring at the sun.

Aizawa entered; the freckled boy in front of him muttering the notes, Bakugou having half a mind to slap him and another half just wanted +
to hand him his notes so he’d be quiet.

Deku was smart; he’d give him that. That was it though, and he wasn’t going to admit it.

Nodding to his own internal conversation; he didn’t even notice as Aizawa walked out of the classroom, his classmates becoming loud and social.
Kaminari was trying to do a handstand on the table; Sero and Mina cheering him on, Mineta struggling in tape on the ceiling, presumably Sero’s.

Tsu, Uraraka, Jirou and Momo were all talking, Toru nowhere to be seen- not like she was ever seen anyway.

The blonde looked around+
for the redhead; his eyes focusing in front of him where the boy was talking to Deku about something.

“I’m telling you man, just tell her tonight, I’ll be your wingman!”

“Won’t it seem weird if you’re just you know- alone?”

“Hm, good point,” Kirishima murmured; humming.
“Oh! I’ve got it!”

He peeked up; waving to Bakugou, the blonde looking away in embarrassment.

“Hey man, I was just going to ask for you! I’m helping Midoriya out with his secret mission, care to join me?”

“Tch, why would I want to do that?”
“I don’t know, thought we could bond like men or something while we leave them alone on purpose later,” Kirishima said quietly; trying not to be heard from Uraraka or the other girls.

‘Bond li- you damn idiot,’ Bakugou thought to himself; rolling his eyes.
‘I’m obviously going to say no.’

“Sure, why not,” Bakugou blurted out; the blonde immediately regretting it.

“Oh you’ll do it? Thank you man!”

‘Oh All Might what did I do,’ Bakugou scolded himself internally.
<<trust me IzuOcha is COMING>>
Sitting on Deku’s bed; he wondered why he was even there. Kirishima sitting next to him; phone not covered for shit, the blonde probably being able to look over and see where he was going on the game.

Uraraka arrived; waving to Bakugou and Kirishima, sitting next to Deku.
The game began; Bakugou leaning on the wall, Kirishima jumping back slightly, incidentally sliding into the blonde’s arms.

The redhead didn’t seem bothered though, moving back even further and peeking at his phone,

“Oh that’s where you are,” Kirishima smiled; moving his player+
over to Bakugou’s,

“Hey Midoriya, once this game is over, I need to go to the bathroom. You two stay here though Uh, Bakugou! Will you come with me?”

“To the BATHROOM?”

“Yes, to the bathroom. Bro bathroom bonding, it’s got 3 b’s, it’s basically law.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes; killing Uraraka in Among Us and nodding,

“Fine, bathroom bonding, lets go Shitty Hair,” the blonde grumbled; standing up and leaving the room.

Kirishima followed after; the two walking out into the hallway.
“So what do you suppose we do out here while we ‘use the bathroom’ Kirishima?”

“We could just talk yeah? We hardly do that anymore,” Kirishima whispering the last part; his voice slightly sad.

“Kirishima-“

“Hey you two! Oh did I interrupt?”
The two turned; seeing Sero waving, the dark haired boy strolling over, grinning,

“Just wanted to say hi, I’m heading downstairs, bye you two,” their friend gave them both a slight hug then disappeared down the stairs.

‘Am I supposed to forget what he said earlier?’
The two sat in the hallway; Kirishima smiling,

“So, anything new with you? I know you got new shoes because you blew up your old ones but that’s all I really know,” he chuckled.

‘I didn’t tell anyone I bought new shoes.’
“Uh, Kirishima, I didn’t tell anyone I bought new shoes. I bought the same ones I always get,” Bakugou corrected; eyes narrowed slightly.

“Oh, did I hear someone calling me-“

“Kirishima, fucking answer me, how did you know I had new shoes?”

“Your old ones had a dent, +
right here,” he pointed to the front of the shoe, “and your shoelace never fit perfectly right here.”

Bakugou blinked; not having noticed it, looking at his now perfect shoes.

“How did you-“

“I can observe you know,” Kirishima murmured softly; his eyes focusing on the floor.
The blonde didn’t know what to say; becoming quiet and watching his crush’s face turn back into a cheery smile,

“Well we don’t want to be suspicious, let’s head back!”

Nodding; Bakugou stood up, helping Kirishima and the two opened the door to Deku’s room only to see that +
they weren’t there anymore.
Kirishima was the first to speak on it; the redhead smiling warily,

“Maybe they left to have some alone time?”

“WE WERE ON THE DOOR. UNLESS THEY JUMPED OFF THE FUCKING PATIO, THEY DIDN’T LEAVE,” Bakugou screamed.

“Calm down man, look maybe they just texted us.”
Reaching for his phone; Kirishima blinked, waving Bakugou over,

“Uh man, something really weird is going on,” Kirishima said shakily; Bakugou rushing over to see what he was talking about.

On screen was Kirishima, Uraraka and Deku’s avatars, red letters on screen, +
“Come on, Bakugou. Let’s have fun.”
Bakugou blinked; picking up his phone and seeing the message, the red words blinking off screen, and a big smiley icon replacing it.

“What the fuck,” Bakugou muttered; turning to Kirishima,

“Do you see th-“

He stopped as he realized; Kirishima was gone.
His phone began to burn; Bakugou wincing as he continued to hold it, used to the flaming sensation in his palms.

‘B A K U G O U,’ the screen spelled, the words continuing on and on the screen, the blonde still holding the phone.

“What the hell,” Bakugou stopped; the blonde’s
right eye twitching as his screen displayed Kirishima sitting in a blue chair, looking clearly shook up.

Dropping his phone; the screen became black, his carmine eyes shaking slightly,

“Fucking WHAT?”

The phone shined a white light; it encasing the blonde’s body, as he +
sank into the device. He couldn’t move or speak; Bakugou falling into a pit of black with white stars only to blink and open his eyes to see that he was in a blue chair in a familiar looking room.

Deku, Uraraka and Kirishima were also there; the redhead smiling and +
hugging the blonde as he saw him, Bakugou confused.

“What are we doing here Deku?”

“I don’t know Kacchan,” Midoriya murmured; his hand holding Uraraka’s, the brunette freaked out.

“Welcome you four, now I know this is a small group but don’t worry, I’ll fix it,” a deep,+
unfamiliar voice spoke, the room filling with 6 other people, their faces having ‘?’ on it.

“Perfect, now let me add a little additions,” the man spoke, tinkering with the new people, the characters becoming yellow, blue, brown, white, purple and black.

“Pick a color you four,+
we can’t take forever,” the voice snarled, his tone more harsh.

Colors displayed in front of them; being light blue, orange, red, pink and neon green.

Kirishima reached out; touching the floating red block, his arm becoming tattooed with a red dragon, the boy grinning,

“Cool.”
Deku went next; reaching out and touching the floating green block, his arm being tattooed with a green bunny, his frenemy gasping.

Bakugou went next; touching the floating orange block, it’s color seemingly seeping into his arm, changing shape into a sword.
Uraraka went last; wincing as she touched the pink; her arm tattoo being a bubble wand, the girl laughing for a moment as she showed it to Deku.

“Great, your colors are selected, let’s begin.”

“Begin what? What the hell are we doing?”

A laugh rung through the room.
“Can’t you tell where you are? We’re going to play Among Us, you fools. But instead of a ‘defeated’ screen, if you get it wrong, you /DIE/. Ready? I am,” the voice laughed again; the four not joining in.

“Welcome to your death day, UA students.”
The map loaded; Bakugou, Kirishima, Deku and Uraraka standing in a cafeteria, the floor blue.

People appeared around them; skin being the color they were given. Blue having a blue ponytail, blue t shirt and blue shorts, her boots blue as well.

Brown had muddy brown hair,+
his shirt the same color brown, his jeans and sneakers the exact same.

White had a white suit; his hair slicked into a ponytail, smile big and white.

Purple and black twinning in their own colors; both wearing skirts and the same knee high boots, blouses cutesy and curly buns+
almost identical.

They looked real, but they weren’t, Bakugou knew they weren’t.

The voice came back; laughing,

“You won’t be able to talk just like in the game, finish your tasks and don’t die. If you don’t get the impostor right and you’re all innocents, you all die.”
Bakugou tensed; the blonde looking around the room, the game starting, the fake people running about.

“Oh and one more thing, if you’re an impostor, but 2 of your friends aren’t, one dies. But don’t worry, you can save them in a redemption round. I’m not that cruel.”
The voice clicked out; the four students opening their mouths, seeing they couldn’t speak as he said.

A task bar appeared in their hands; being a sheet of paper instead of on screen like in the game.

‘Find the impostors, get tasks done, live, that’s how this fucking game works’
Uraraka began to wave; her hands pointing to a corner in the hall.

Deku next to her; ran to the desk, slamming his hand on the table, emergency button blaring.

The four were teleported to another room; Bakugou sitting in a seat next to one of the bots.
“Why’d you press the button new friend?”

“I saw you jump in a vent blue!”

“Me? I wasn’t even near a vent,” Blue argued; her eyes narrowing, nails clicking on the table.

“Uraraka San says you are so I believe her,” Deku defended; his tone sweet but firm.
“I believe my friend man! She wouldn’t lie!”

Bakugou nodded; glaring at the blue girl,

“There’s vents in almost every room, you can’t say you weren’t near one,” he scowled; buttons with the players pictures appearing in front of him.

“Oh is this the vote button?”
Clicking the blue girl’s face; the voting time ending and blue disappearing.

“Good work you four, you got one, but there’s two impostors in this game so- good luck heroes.”

Coming back to the cafeteria they’d been in; Bakugou grabbed Kirishima’s wrist, Deku going behind them.
‘If we go together, if the killer tries to kill one of us, we can see and run to report and expose this fuck.’

That didn’t stop him from almost having a heart attack as he saw the redhead blush while looking at his tasks.

‘I’ve never seen him blush before,’ he thought.
They all hurried together; getting their tasks done and watching every vent and person.

The lights shut off; Kirishima’s hand tensing around his, Bakugou rubbing his thumb on the back of the boy’s hand.

“It’s okay, just stick with me and Deku,” he whispered; his hands not+
being able to ignite, the blonde not surprised by this. Walking close to the wall; they entered the electricity room, all rushing to get the boxes fixed and fueled.

Lights blaring on; yellow stood in the doorway, Bakugou wary.

“Oh hey you guys! What’s u-“
He was cut off as he was slashed from behind; dropping to the floor; blood running from his waist, eyes rolling back, his upper half splitting from his lower.

It was horrific.

Deku ran over to him; tapping his body, the four getting teleported to the emergency room.
“Oh no no no,” the voice spoke, the room pausing, the bots shutting down, “this won’t do, what a mistake I’ve made.”

Bakugou began to tingle; his tattoo burning, the blonde watching his companions react the same.
All the sudden it stopped; Bakugou feeling a heaviness on his side, looking over to see his pants were now orange.

On the side was a sword; his tattoo no longer being able to be seen on his now orange suit covered arm.

His lap now had a orange helmet; it matching the rest of+
his suit.

Turning to the left; he saw Kirishima and Deku wearing red and green space suits, Uraraka on his right wearing a pink space suit.

Bubble wand on her side; he was confused why Deku and Kirishima didn’t have anything.

The bots had matching suits to their colors+
now moving and speaking again,

“That’s much better, now continue,” the male voice demanded.

Bakugou was pissed but determined to not fuck up and kill his classmates, so he didn’t sass the person on speaker.

“Oh my god what happened? Who died?” Purple shrieked.
White looked in disgust; his eyes wandering over to the four UA students,

“Didn’t one of YOU report the body?”

Deku raised his hand; nodding,

“I did, the four of us were in the electricity room, and yellow came up and tried to talk only to die outside the door.”
“Mm. I think you self reported.”

‘White voted (8)’

‘Oh no no no,’ Bakugou began to mentally panic, ‘If the other 4 vote Deku out, we’re screwed.’

“Yeah, White is right,” Brown murmured; Bakugou slamming his hands on the table.
“Look, we wouldn’t ALL lie about it, we all saw it and we can’t all be impostors. Now pull your stick out of your ass and think about it. Why’d White automatically jump on it huh?”

White blinked; jerking slightly,

“Because you four seem suspicious, you’d stand up for your+
friend,” he retorted.

“Deku can’t lie for shit and honestly I wouldn’t stick up for him in this situation if I didn’t have to. Vote who you want but I’m voting white.”

‘Voting ends in 20s..’

‘Bakugou voted (7)’
‘Kirishima voted (6)’

“I’m with my bro’s! Midoriya didn’t lie and if Bakugou is voting White than so am I!”

‘Uraraka voted (5)’

“Me too!” she exclaimed with a smile.

‘Deku voted (4)’

“Kacchan says white so so do I,” he agreed with a similar smile.
Purple shivered slightly; pressing Deku’s button,

‘Purple voted (3)’

“White is right, we don’t know you guys and you found the body,” she whispered; clearly afraid.

“I don’t know man, I don’t see the big deal,” Brown shrugged.
“WHITE DIED, BROWN,” Black shouted; slamming her hand on White’s button, “And goddamn it if they’re all vouching for the freckled kid- then so will I!”

‘Black voted (2)’

‘Brown voted (1)’

“Whatever,” the boy tsked, the floor opening below them; planks that could open under+
them. White gasped as he fell down; supposedly dropping into the lava, the screen coming to the winning screen.

“Great! We won! Can we go now?”

“Of course not,” the voice cackled; Bakugou dropping to the floor; Yellow appearing on top of him, “Sorry!”

Bakugou grunted+
as Yellow stood up and helped him; the bot shaking along with the other bots.

“We’re going to change things up, and what good is it if it’s easy?”

The room turned black; Bakugou teleporting to a black screen room, standing next to Uraraka,

‘What-‘

‘I M P O S T O R S’
‘Oh no,’ Bakugou mentally cursed.
The game began; Bakugou opening his mouth to talk to Uraraka about a plan only to have no words come out.

“Don’t think I didn’t catch the bug in my game. You can’t talk anymore,” the voice scoffed; harsh and unforgiving.

Bakugou growled silently; grabbing Uraraka’s wrist.
Leading her to the storage room; Deku followed behind with Kirishima, the two clearly not aware of their states.

Grabbing a whiteboard; he began to write it down,

‘Me and RF are impostors, someone’s dying.’

Deku’s eyes widened; Kirishima smashing his fists together, +
though no words came out as he spoke, it was clear what he was saying,

‘I’ll go bros, it’s fine!’

But it wasn’t fine. It wouldn’t ever be fine.

Deku noticed; shaking his head and offering himself, the two going back and forth silently about who was going first.
‘NEITHER OF YOU ARE FUCKING GOING!’ Bakugou mouthed angrily; Uraraka trying to stop the three boys.

‘You guys!’ she mouthed, her expression pleading, ‘Stop!’

‘I’m telling you bro, I can go!’

‘No I will!’

‘NEITHER OF YOU ARE, WE CAN THINK THIS OUT.’
‘Bakugou, I’ll go, seriously. I trust you’ll get me back,’ Kirishima smiled as he said it with no sound; his hand holding Bakugou’s.

‘YOU IDIOT, NO,’ he pushed his hand off and then he heard it,

‘SWOOP! THUD!’

Bakugou turned and almost cried. Kirishima was dead.
Dropping down to his knees; he reached out and touched his cheek, the three getting sent to the voting room.

“Oh, you four again, wait- wheres the other one?” White asked skeptically; his grimace clearly visible.

“Kacchan, what do we do?”

“You vote duh,” Brown rolled his +
eyes.

“Can you- be quiet?” Deku asked coldly; his eyes cutting into the bot before turning back to the blonde,

“What do we do?”

Bakugou sighed and pressed the skip vote button, shaking his head,

“He trusted me to bring him back, can’t do that if I’m gone,” he whispered.
‘Bakugou voted (9)’

Deku nodded; leaning over and whispering to Uraraka, the brunette nodding as well and hitting the skip button.

‘Uraraka voted (8)’

‘Deku voted (7)’

‘Brown voted (6)’

‘Yellow voted (5)’

‘Black voted (4)’

‘White voted (3)’

‘Blue voted (2)’
Purple sighed; slapping the skip vote button, the screen turning black,

‘No one was ejected (skipped)’

Bakugou and Uraraka looked at each other as they loaded in; running off in different directions, Deku rushing over to Uraraka’s side as the blonde pointed him over there.
Running down the hall; he slid into a vent, pulling himself up into the electricity room, feeling a cool chill pass him.

‘Huh?’

Holding his hand out; he felt cold air encase his hand, the blonde blinking,

‘What’s..?’
Blue walked in; the cool air disappearing, the girl staring at him with a confused expression.

He sighed and touched her shoulder; the girl dropping down and dying, blood pooling onto the floor under his feet.

Jumping down into a nearby vent; he heard footsteps.
The vent opened behind him; the brunette dropping on top of him.

Her face covered in blood; Bakugou sighed, wiping her cheek off with his thumb, pulling her bangs back so he could get all of it.

She smiled and did a sweet bow after he finished; the blonde rolling his eyes.
‘Dead body reported!’

Appearing in his chair; he grinned as he noticed yellow had blood on his hands,

“Mm, you’ve got something on your hands yellow bot,” Bakugou tried to say nonchalantly.

“What? It’s not what it looks like!”

“Mm, looks like blood to me,” Uraraka quipped.
Deku smiled; rubbing the back of his neck with his hand,

“Well, you DO look guilty, Yellow,” Deku replied kindly; his expression sweet.

‘Uraraka voted (8)’

‘Bakugou voted (7)’

‘Deku voted (6)’

“I swear, it’s not me!” Yellow pleaded, Bakugou almost feeling bad. Almost.
The voting finished; Yellow being booted. It’s not that he felt anything after the fact- after all, Yellow would come back.

Kirishima wouldn’t if he didn’t make it to the redemption round.

Appearing back on the map; Bakugou tried to quickly kill everyone, Uraraka doing +
a slyer job, going from vent to vent and killing anyone nearby.

It wasn’t long before they won; leaving to the dreaded point where they’d have to get Kirishima back.

Not that he dreaded it persay. He was just worried he wouldn’t be able to save him.
Not that he’d admit it.

Dropping back into the lobby; something changed, the bots no longer around.

Deku looked confused; Uraraka pulling her pink helmet off,

“What’s going on?”

“Welcome you three, I see you lost a teammate. Don’t worry though, I’ll give you a chance. One.”
The floor turned jet black; cool wind rushing to their faces as they realized it wasn’t a new color, that was space.

“So- which one of you will be brave enough to get your-“

He couldn’t even finish; Bakugou and Deku had already jumped, Uraraka close behind.
This wasn’t a matter of bravery, this was a matter of time. He knew that, and they knew that.

‘We’re coming for you Kirishima, hold on.’
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