Katsuki Bakugo was pissed right the fuck off.

This was, of course, not an uncommon mood for the hot-headed teen, but his temper had reached new heights today. His blood pressure was still through the roof even though the event that ticked him off so hard was over an hour ago. He was breathing hard, sweating, his hands giving off sparks as the sweat exploded off of them. He stalked the room in which he was trapped. The teachers had locked him in until he cooled off. They just didn't understand! He didn't deserve to win! He didn't deserve to be champion!

That damned Icyhot bastard didn't try hard enough!

He threw his hands out, causing an explosion in mid air. The ceiling was scorched, but he had directed the blast away from the furniture. The last thing he needed was to be banned from competing in the Sports Festival next year because he'd destroyed the green room. He clutched at his head, gritting his teeth. All the rage was giving him a massive headache, which was only adding more fuel to the fire.

He'd seen the fight between Deku and Icyhot. He knew what that damned two-toned Batman villain wannabe was capable of, but he'd refused to use his fire again in the final fight! That damned useless nerd Deku had gotten him to go all out, but he thought Bakugo wasn't worth the effort?! He'd show him! He'd give him a scar over his right eye and even him out! That would teach him to not take Katsuki Bakugo seriously!

He set off another explosion in mid-air, but it wasn't helping. His head was throbbing in time with his pulse, and he could feel the veins in his neck standing out. He was about to throw yet another one, when a sound broke through the rage: a knock at the door.

"WHAT?!" he yelled. He hated being interrupted during a good rage-fest.

The door opened. Hey, wasn't that locked? He could have left at any time? No, the person entering had a key in their hand. They were wearing a gym uniform, so it wasn't a teacher, but one of his classmates. A girl. He knew her, but her name wouldn't cut through the insane anger that was burning through his mind. He managed to barely get his voice under control to keep from shouting at her. "What do you want?"

"Hey Bakugo," she said, hesitantly as she approached. She looked around the room, her eyes lingering the scorched parts of the ceiling. "I won't ask how you're doing. I just wanted to say I thought we had a good fight, and thank you for taking me seriously." Oh yeah, it was the girl he fought in the quarterfinals, Ura-something. "Iida told me about what some of the people in the audience were saying about you during the fight, about going easy on the 'poor little girl'," she spat that last part, her eyes narrowed in barely hidden anger. "You treated me like any other opponent, so I asked Aizawa-sensei for a key because I wanted to thank you for that." She bowed slightly to him.

Bakugo looked at her in surprise. He wasn't expecting this. His anger at the world fizzled down until it was no more than the background buzzing he normally felt. His headache felt better than if he'd downed a bottle of Aspirin. He could no longer feel his blood coursing through his veins as his blood pressure returned to normal. She was thanking him? After he kicked her ass?

Uraraka straightened, smiling at her classmate. She brushed some of her hair back behind an ear, and turned to go. She was at the doorway when he finally found his tongue. "Uraraka." She stopped, and turned in surprise. That was the first time he called her by something other than a nickname. "That's your name right? I'm not great at remembering names."

She nodded, his voice was still gruff, bordering on rude, but he wasn't shouting at her. "Yes?" she prompted.

"You almost had me." He waived a hand about his head, gesturing to the air where there had been debris between them about an hour ago. "It was a good plan, I didn't know you could lift that much stuff. You just weren't fast enough to capitalize before I could counter." He strode over closer to her. "If you'd been closer in when you dropped your meteor shower, you could have hit me while I was distracted with the rocks."

Uraraka stuck out her tongue and put her fist to her temple, miming a blow to the head. "Yeah, I'm still not great at tactics on the fly. I realized way too late that I was out of position when I dropped them. I really need to work on my combat skills more."

Bakugo nodded. She knew where she had gone wrong, and was going to work on it. He could think of more than one of his other classmates that wouldn't be so introspective. He looked away, putting his hand behind his head in frustration. He wasn't very good at speaking nicely with people, there were few he respected enough to try. He gritted his teeth. "Thanks for going all out against me." He faced her again, looking her in the eyes. "You came at me hard with everything you had, and even pulled out a few new tricks. It was a fair fight all around." He held out his hand.

Uraraka looked at him as if his head had exploded. Katsuki Bakugo was being nice? Offering her a compliment? And a handshake? She realized that she was leaving him hanging when his expression changed, and his impatience was beginning to show through. She clasped his forearm. Bakugo smiled. It was tiny, just the right side of his mouth turning up, but it was there. Uraraka felt like she was the first one in her class who got to see it on his face. It made her bloom a smile of her own. "I'll get you next time," she promised.

"Keh! As if!" he replied, but the smile widened. She may not be exactly on his level, but she had tenacity. He could admire that.

Just then, a devious idea leapt from Uraraka's subconscious, and started hammering away at her brain. She couldn't resist the temptation. Smiling devilishly, she used her grasp of his arm to hold him in place, put her other hand on his shoulder and pushed as hard as she could.

Surprised, Bakugo stumbled backwards and tripped over a chair that was behind him. His head banged against the floor, and the air was knocked out of him as she landed on his chest. The smaller woman then grabbed his wrists and held them over his head, pinning him to the floor. "Hey! What'd you d-" he was about to curse a blue streak at her when he was interrupted by her lips against his. The kiss stunned him more than the fall had. She released his wrists, and put her hands on his face, as she deepened the kiss.

Bakugo felt amazing. He completely forgot all of his anger, and relaxed into the kiss. His arms found their way around the woman laying on top of him, holding her gently. He felt lightheaded, as if he were floating on air. Uraraka's tongue probed at his mouth and he let it in adding to the heady feeling.

She ended the kiss, pulling away with a smile, then rolled off of him and dropped three feet to the floor. Huh. So that's why he felt like he was floating. She spun him upright before putting her hands together and released her quirk, dropping him onto his feet. She smiled mischievously at him.

Bakugo felt a small tinge of anger, realizing that she had, in fact, got him. "That doesn't count," he growled, but there was little heat behind it.

Uraraka just smiled wider, and turned to leave. "You know," she called over her shoulder. "You're a lot cuter when you're not shouting at everyone." She waved, and without turning back, left the room. Her hips swaying as she walked, attracting his attention.

It took Bakugo a minute or two before is brain restarted, and caught up to what had happened. He tried to get back to sulking about Todoroki, but his heart just wasn't in it. He looked up at the door, which Uraraka had left open, and left the room.

Author's Notes: I've been working on a different fic, but this idea came to me in the shower yesterday, and I couldn't help but bang it out. This one is going to be more than one chapter, I think it deserves to be a slow burn before we get to the explict stuff. More to come soon.

I honestly think if Uraraka thought about it, she'd see that Bakugo respected her abilities from the beginning of their fight, whereas Midoriya thought she needed his help. Bakugo had even more respect for her once he found out she came up with her plan herself too. I like this pairing much more than putting her with Midoriya.

Thanks to O'Donoghue for helping me out with it!