"USE YOUR QUIRK ON ME!" Bakugo yelled, flipping in the air and landing on his feet; he was hunched over, breathing hard, "STOP HOLDING BACK!"
Tsuki looked at him angrily, "Make me."
He laughed, "Ya damn bastard," he exploded himself forward, "This again? I'LL KILL YOU!"
His palm lit up so brightly that Tsuki's eyes squinted shut; she reflexively jumped back; Bakugo predicted her movements. His hand grabbed at her face. She fell back and he held her down with his limbs, his brows furrowed, "Use your blood lust."
She was breathing hard underneath him; he moved his hand off her face but held his limbs against hers, preventing any movement. His eyes glared at her; and she glared back. They shared a long eye contact.
She scowled at him, "Make me."
He scowled right back, "POINT BLANK AP SHOT!" he yelled, his hand hovering over her face.
"Damn," she cursed, "I forgot... he's actually insane."
The explosion was so condensed and powerful that the gust of wind sent Bakugo flying up into the air. He coughed on the smoke and landed badly, rolling the ankle of his right foot. He winced and gritted his teeth, squinting into the clearing smoke. He dragged himself to the huge crack in the flooring of the ground. He peered over the ledge and saw Tsuki's body battered with blood and gun powder. He lifted up his other gauntlet that had been building up an explosion the entire time while he had been sparring with her.
He smiled, "YOU LIVE IF YOU DODGE IT!" The second Bakugo's finger went to pull the pin of his gauntlet; he felt it—the oozing aura spilling from the hole in front of him. He smiled manically, "Hell yeah." He yanked the pin out while his kneecap gave out. Suddenly, a bone in his arm joint snapped. His body froze. Her overwhelming presence had him stumbling backwards. He blinked and she was right in front of him.
"You're really something," she coughed out blood, which dripped down her chin, "You're insane."
Her fingernails were long, her curse was activated; Bakugo fought the fear that was paralyzing his movements. He forced himself to smile, "Speak for yourself, you curse ridden bastard."
She laughed, her shoulders bouncing; her head flung for a moment, "You were actually going to kill me."
"Sh-shut up," he warned angrily, "Attack me."
Tsuki's nails retracted into her hands again; her blood lust still oozing, "Get up."
Bakugo felt his lungs reopen and he took a deep breath in; his eyes brimmed with tears at the harshness of fresh air. He got up; his arm was limp as Tsuki snapped it using her curse.
"I'm," he began stepping back, "getting used to your blood lust."
She smiled, wiping the blood trickling from her nose as it smeared along the side of her face, and she smiled, "Oh really?" Her movements were fast; she speed-blitzed and was right in front of him, pulling back her arm with her fist clenched. She launched a punch straight into his nose, shattering the bone and damaging the cartilage.
"Crap."
...
"You two have to stop damaging the flooring," Cementos sighed while Recovery Girl gathered her papers at her desk.
Bakugo had bandages wrapped around his entire head. Tsuki looked over at him and pointed at him with her thumb, "He's the manic who demolished 20 feet of the ground with a single attack."
