Little Miss Drunk? 2

Katsuki Bakugo opened the fridge and started grabbing water bottles when Kirishima appeared, reaching into the fridge next to him to grab one for himself.

"Soooooo you gonna tell me what's going on?" Shitty Hair asked, grinning like an idiot.

Katsuki slammed the fridge door shut, putting the three water bottles on the counter with a 'tch'.

"Aw, don't give me that, man! I saw her come in wearing your lucky shirt before she changed." Kirishima reached for his arm, and Katsuki pulled it away in annoyance. "No way, Mina was right! It was your sweatband! You barely take those things off to wash them!"

"None of your damn business, Shitty Hair!" Katsuki growled, looking around the kitchen cautiously.

"Come on man, I've known you for years now. You've taken your fair share of women home after bar hopping, but this is new!" Shitty Hair pointed out enthusiastically, as if he was almost done putting together a complicated puzzle. Katsuki didn't like that smile at all.

"Whatever, she's not half bad, I guess. I was an ass though, so don't get your damn hopes up."

"Wha- wait, what did you do?"

"Forget it, Shitty Hair."

"Bakubro… You didn't say something, did you?"

"I said forget it!" Katsuki yelled, hands crackling. "Drink your damn water! And Pinky better have found someone to take care of the damn drunk… I'm not dealing with you all puking in the morning!"

Stalking off angrily, Katsuki came to a halt when he noticed the couch empty. Pinky and the Monkey were walking over, and Kirishima was coming up behind him.

He froze.

"If Pinky and the Monkey are just getting here… And you were with me… Who the fuck was watching Red?"

"Why does she get a cool nickname…" Shitty Hair muttered under his breath, distracted.

Pinky frowned though, obviously not as drunk as everyone else, and Monkey also looked visibly anxious, though still obviously drunk.

When no one answered him, he growled, raising his arm into the air and letting off a loud explosion. "OI! WHO HAS SEEN A SMALL REDHEADED DRUNKEN MENACE?!"

Most people ignored him, going back to their discussions, but Invisible Chick and the Limb guy came up to them. Invisible Chick hushed him, looking around.

"Not so loud! I saw her being carried upstairs by a dreamy guy! She's so lucky!"

Katsuki's heart sank into his stomach at the comment, and Shitty Hair looked at him sadly. He patted him on the arm as Invisible Chick and Limbs walked away.

Monkey looked troubled though, tail twitching anxiously. "Star doesn't do that though. She's only dated one person before, and... she likes someone else." Monkey avoided Katsuki's eyes as he drunkenly spilled the last part.

Katsuki felt his heart beat loudly at those words, but pushed it aside as a feeling of dread washed over him.

-Her nose wrinkled, "I didn't kiss anyone, I only got here 30 minutes ago."-

-"30 minutes is plenty of time for someone to kiss you, damn light weight." Now that he thought about it, she shouldn't be a lightweight though. Not with how often she had to drink to apparently handle her quirk. What had she done, downed 7 shots the second she walked into the door? -

-"Momo left with Todoroki before the party started, Bakugo." Pinky shook her head, ignoring the nickname. "Plus, I've been keeping an eye on her. She's only had like, two shots and a drink. Which, by the way, it totally tame for Olivia from what I've seen."-

He suddenly felt very, very cold as panic washed over him.

"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK!" He slammed his fist into the wall next to him, breathing heavily.

How had he not realized? She only drank for her quirk, and she had been acting much more normal earlier today, where she had been wasted because there had been a lot more people around. Plus, if she had only been here for about 30 minutes like she said…

"Who has interacted with her?" He spit out, teeth clenched.

"Um, not many people, she hasn't been here long! Just us, Hitoshi, Monoma, Pony, and… Oh! Some green eyed guy that's probably from Support or General Education?" Pinky answered, confused.

Katsuki added the Pervert to the list briefly, before taking him off. The Grape hadn't touched any of her drinks. Invisible chick would know all those names but three, and she hadn't referred to the guy by name... Which meant it was either Monoma or the other guy, since Pony is a chick.

Monkey seemed to be the only one following his train of thought, saying, "Hito has been keeping an eye on Monoma, so that just leaves-"

He didn't finish the sentence before Katsuki blasted towards the stairs, startling everyone in the room. It was the last thing he cared about though as he heard the shouts around him.

How had he not realized? How had anyone not realized? Because she's always drunk? Fuck!

Who the fuck does this extra think he is to go after anyone from Class 1-fucking-A? Did they get dropped on their heads or eat the lead paint on their cribs?

Katsuki sprinted up the stairs.

Did they not understand the shit list they just happily jumped onto like pigs served on a silver platter?

His chest tightened at the idea of a very drunk and drugged Freckles somehow passed out who knows where with who knows who. Like hell he was letting that happen.

He ran down the hall, looking for an open door, or any sign of anyone. His chest tightened when he saw the light under her closed door, and braced himself as he moved to kick the door down, yet again.

Fuck, he hopes he's wrong. He's never wished more in his life than at this moment that he was wrong.

Katsuki kicked down the door, and blasted into the room with an explosion. Sucking in a breath, his brain seemed to shut down at what he saw.

Red was on the ground, fingers twitching as if trying to move. A tall man was standing over her and putting something into his pocket before turning to face Katsuki, a grin on his blushing face as his green eyes met crimson.

Katsuki felt something burning in his chest as he lunged forward, tackling the creep to the ground.

"Come to pick up your trash?" The man giggled, not caring about the glowing hand held to his face. The text that had been anonymously sent flooded Katsuki's mind at the words.

-'@class1-A, come pick up your trash.'-

An alarm started going off from the person beneath him and Katsuki lost it.

"Courtesy of Class 1-A, you fucking bastard" And Katsuki pulled back his fist, and punched.

A few things happened at once.

He heard Monkey come through the door, a sickening crunch as his fist collided with the shithead's nose, and the alarm suddenly stopped.

The figure melted into mud, and suddenly Katuki crashed to the ground, no one beneath him.

"FUCK!" He yelled, hitting the ground with a closed fist.

"Get everyone the fuck out of here! NOW!"