A/N: If you couldn't tell, ya girl likes Steven Universe. And I have no clue what this oneshot will be like, I was just listening to a certain song from the movie over and over (you can probably tell which one it is if you've listened to the song. So, yeah! No one is a gem in this one, even though some stuff say may sound peculiar. So, with that, we begin!

Katsuki's POV

I was pacing back and forth in the common room, panicking like crazy.

Silently, of course, because there's no way in hell I'm gonna let the rest of the class see me like that.

Icy Hot was down there too, also panicking for a similar reason.

Kirishima, Dunce Face, Eyebags, Soy Sauce, Raccoon Eyes and the damn nerd had entered a fight together, and they got wiped across the fucking floor.

It was broadcasted on a local news station, and I saw that the villain used his Quirk to apprehend everyone but Soy Sauce. The villain had trapped them all in these capsules.

Soy Sauce had come back, but Aizawa-sensei had no information on them.

Now we were waiting for Sero to come back with the several capsules.

"Fuck!"

I looked over at Icy Hot, who was frosting up on the right, burning on the left.

"The fuck is your problem?"

"What if they aren't okay? What if they're stuck forever? Wh--" "Can it, Icy Hot. They'll be fine," I hissed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Pull yourself together,"

"My last words to my boyfriend were from a fucking argument, and now he's stuck in a fucking capsule!" Icy Hot yelled, my hand burning under his left shoulder.

"You'll be fucking fine. They'll be fucking fine. Shut it. Soy Sauce will be here soon," I muttered walking away.

Icy Hot sat on the couch as Ponytail brought him a cup of tea before leaving.

I kept pacing, trying not to worry about Kirishima.

I never got to tell him what I wanted to tell him.

"GUYS!"

Both Icy Hot and I whirled our heads to the door.

Soy Sauce walked in, a tape harness on his chest, filled with the capsules.

"Sero, are they okay?!" Icy Hot asked, getting up and almost knocking over his tea.

"Yeah, but hold on," Sero murmured, taking off the harness. "Be careful. If you damage the capsules, bad shit happens,"

"Who's who?" I asked, looking at multiple different colored capsules.

A cream colored one sat at the top of the pile, but I saw a few glimpses of other colors, like purple, pink, red and blue.

"Don't figure them out by color. They don't correlate in any way," Sero sighed. "Look, I'm going to the bathrooms to shower. Fill me in if anything happens. Hell, if you figure out who's who, you guys can take a few people,"

"Thank you so much, Sero," Icy Hot muttered.

"Of course man, they're my friends too, they'd do the same for me," Sero said, patting Icy Hot's back before leaving.

I looked at all of the capsules, picking up the cream one.

It was soft, and extremely smooth, a glossy sheen to it. It's like it was sanded and covered in some sort of glossy shit.

"Hm... wonder who's in this one," I muttered.

The capsule then rattled a bit.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"What?"

"IT...."

The capsule shook again, twice.

"Oh...."

"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!"

The capsule vibrated and glowed before floating from my hands.

"Oh shit, oh fuck,"

A huge oyster projected around the capsule.

"Please identify yourself,"

I blinked at the oyster, bewildered.

"Uhm, Katsuki Bakugou?"

"Greetings, Uhm, Katsuki Bakugou! Please state preferred customization options,"

"What do I do?" I whispered at Icy Hot, who was also staring at the oyster.

He just shrugged.

"Default settings selected! Please stand by!"

The oyster put itself on the floor and opened, the capsule opening in a huge waft of smoke.

I coughed and hacked, the smoke being very strong.

A silhouette could be easily seen. It was the same height as me, and was fairly muscular.

"Kirishima?" I asked.

The smoke cleared, my breath hitching.

Kirishima stood there... I think. His hair was pastel peach, eyes bright blue. He was paler than anyone I've ever seen, and he was wearing the craziest fucking color scheme version of a suit. The suit itself was blue, the coat having tailcoats that ended at his knees. He wore pastel pink gloves, pale yellow accents on his suit. He even was wearing what looked to be a fucking monicle.

"How do you do?" he asked, walking up to me before bowing way too graceful to be my Kirishima. "My 'Uhm-Katsuki-Bakugou', thank you for bringing me into the world,"

Kirishima took my hand and put it into his, getting on one knee."I am at your eternal service. Welcome to your new Eijirou,"

"WHAT'S GOING ON?!" Icy Hot and I yelled in unison, my face flushing red.

"Is the capsule cracked or something?!" I asked, Todorki picking up his capsule.

"It looks fine to me!"

Another rattling noise came from the harness as the red capsule floated out of the harness.

The red capsule landed where Kirishima's landed, popping open in another bout of smoke.

Dunce Face's silhouette was next.

But he was not... normal.

His hair was a dark burgundy, and skin a reddish hue with crimson eyes. His black clothing was replaced with a burgundy the same shade as his hair, the white replaced with a maroon sort of color. He had a bandana around his head and a pair of boots instead of his usual sneakers.

"Kaminari, are you okay?" Icy Hot asked.

"Gah, who are you?!" Dunce Face jumped before growling, "You're not my assignment,"

"I could really use an explanation right about fucking now!" I said to no one in particular.

"Allow me to illuminate!" Kirishima said to me with a cute giggle. He walked over to Dunce Face, still holding my hand. "Kaminari, but he is with no one. He usually stays in groups of three, or more,"

The blue capsule burst in midair, smoke billowing out from that one.

Eyebags was totally different. His hair was a pale blue, eyes a dodger blue. His clothing was now navy blue, light blue and white. He wore a suit, a bit more humble than Kirishima's, the suit being light blue, his gloves being white, and the shirt being navy blue.

"Hitoshi Shinsou," Kirishima continued, with no problem. "Can control people. That's who Kaminari's for,"

As if this whole thing was a play, Dunce Face got down on a single knee. "Hitoshi, as my sworn duty and sole purpose, I will protect you with my life!"

"I know you will," Eyebags said with a small smile. "I predict that you'll barely last anymore than a day,"

"What?"

"Come, now," Eyebags said, Dunce Face following him without hesitation.

The purple capsule shook and opened.

Pinky stood there, but holy shit, she wasn't pink.

Her skin was lilac, her hair pale lavender. Her eyes were no longer yellow, also being purple. It looked like she had joint lines, like a fucking mannequin. She was only in a violet leotard looking thing.

"Raccoon Eyes!" I said, catching her attention.

She looked at me, her head tilting.

"Oi, Raccoon Eyes?"

"Oi, Raccoon Eyes?" she repeated, exactly like me.

"What? No! You're Raccoon Eyes!" I shook my head.

"What? No! You're Raccoon Eyes!" she repeated again, perfectly.

"You must be right!" Kirishima giggled again, making me clench his hand tighter. "This here must be a raccoon."

"Hold on, no--" "Except, a raccoon is small, and has fur..." Kirishima trailed off, ignoring Icy Hot entirely. "This one is not the best example. Something is clearly wrong,"

"Her name isn't--" "I do, say," Kirishima cut off Icy Hot again. "Something is clearly wrong. What are all these different people doing in this strange place?"

"Kirishima, don't you recognize them?" Icy Hot asked. "Don't you recognize me?"

"Well, I definitely recognize my Uhm-Katsuki-Bakugou," Kirishima cooed in my ear, leaning on my shoulder.

I flushed, using my free hand to cover my face.

"Oh boy," I murmured.

"As for you...." Kirishima trailed, looking at Icy Hot with what looked to be a glare.

The pink capsule flew up and broke out.

"Midoriya..."

"Fuckin' nerd,"

"I'm so dead," Icy Hot muttered, making me snicker.

Deku came out, and I fucking lost my shit laughing.

His hair was a dark reddish pink color, eyes bright pink. He wore a white dress shirt, pink suspenders and bright pink pants. He even wore a pink newsboy cap.

"I'm so excited to meet you!" he beamed, running over to me and hugging me before rushing over to Icy Hot.

My free palm crackled at the little shit.

"You're... not mad?" Icy Hot asked.

"Mad?" the nerd asked. "Why would I be mad at my best friend?"

Even I had to wince, because that is fucking rough to hear from your boyfriend.

"This will be fun!" Kirishima grinned, looking at the nerd. "Aren't you the lucky one?"

Icy Hot's face was that of shock, disbelief and fucking agony.

"His face is perfect, and he's pink, as well! He'll bring you endless entertainment! You're new best friend, Izuku!"

"Holy shit..."

Soy Sauce had just walked in.

"Oh, I have yet to get information on this specimen," Kirishima murmured, beginning to walk over to Sero.

"Okay, hang on, Eijirou," I said, grabbing his wrist and pulling him back into me.

His backside was flush against my whole body.

"Oh, what do we have here?~ Is my Uhm-Katsuki-Bak--" "Katsuki Bakugou,"

"Pardon?"

"My name is Katsuki Bakugou,"

"My apologies, then, my Katsuki Bakugou,"

Holy shit, the way my name rolls of his fucking tongue is gonna kill me.

"But what were you attempting to do?"

"Wh-what?"

"Would you like me to repeat myself?"

"No, no, it's... it's okay," I murmured. "Oi, Soy Sauce! You got any info on this bastard's Quirk?"

"Ask Aizawa-sensei or Cementoss-sensei. They're the only ones who know,"

"Know anything about it? You fucking kidding me?"

"I know only how he used it. Nothing else. And that won't help you change them back,"

"Ugh, fuck," I muttered, sitting onto the couch, Kirishima consequently following.

"Hey,"

I looked up at Soy Sauce.

"Maybe, if this was some shitty fanfiction written about you and Kiri, maybe a passionate kiss could break the curse," Sero said, snickering to himself before walking off.

"YO! KIRISHIMA! WE WERE GONNA SPAR WITH BAKUGOU TODAY, RIGHT?"

Steel Bitch from Class 1-B walked in.

"Whoa, what's going on?" he asked, noticing everyone.

"We'd tell you if we knew," I sighed.

"What's Todoroki's deal?" Steel Face asked, sitting down next to me.

Icy Hot was on one of the other couches, lying down with a dead look on his face.

"Damn nerd called him his best friend after he was hit with this Quirk. Also, the two apparently fought before this whole ordeal, so there's an extra punch to the nuts,"

"Ooh," Steel Face hissed. "Ouch,"

"Funniest shit I've ever seen," I muttered when I felt two hands tighten around my arm.

I looked at Kirishima, who was glaring at Steel Face.

"Please stand further away from my Katsuki Bakugou, sir," he snarled.

I flushed bright red, and Steel Face laughed.

"Dude, what's your deal? We're bros, bro!"

"Bros?"

"Yeah, like friends!"

"Bro?" Dunce Face suddenly spoke up.

"Bro," Steel Face repeated.

"Bro!"

"Bro?"

"Bro! It's me! Kaminari!"

"Hang on, what?" I asked, confused.

"Uh, what's the deal with Kiri? And why am I so close to Shinsou?" Kaminari asked, pulling at his shirt. "Not that I mind, but what's the deal? And why's Mina purple?"

"You fuckers were hit with a Quirk," I hissed, about to stand up, when I was pulled right back by Kirishima.

"Guess ya boi is stuck here," Tetsutetsu said, patting my shoulder before standing up.

"Finally," I heard Kirishima mutter.

"Were you jealous?"

"Jealous?"

"You know about raccoons, but not jealousy?"

"What is jealousy?"

"Being super protective over something you own,"

Kirishima started giggling again.

I swear, that giggle will set me on fire and take my first born child if he does it again.

"I don't own you!" Kirishima said through a fit of giggles. "You own me!"

I started coughing as Steel Face and Dunce Face laughed at me.

"The fuck you mean?!"

"In simplest terms, you are my master, my Katsuki Bakugou!"

Is he trying to make me melt into a puddle of fluff or fuck him over a countertop?

... actually, I wouldn't mind either.

Y'know, if the latter was legal.

"Fucking, fantastic," I muttered, covering my face with my free hand.

"Would you prefer if I called you master instead?"

"WHAT, N--" "He'd love it, Kirishima!" Dunce Face yelled.

"Would he?"

"Sure as hell would!" Steel Face laughed.

"Very well!" Kirishima beamed.

God fucking damn it.

"I will call you my master!"

"Hey, Hitoshi, are you seeing this?" Dunce Face asked.

"Pardon me?"

"Hello? You fall asleep behind that mask of yours, Sleepy Kitty?" Dunce Face laughed.

"Kitty?"

"Keep going! You seem to be getting through to him!" Tetsutetsu said.

"Yeah! You're a little sleepy kitty! Remember when Eri called you--" "ERI! WHERE IS SHE? IS SHE OKAY?!"

Eyebags was back.

"What the fuck am I in? And the hell is up with my hair?! What's up with yours?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your hair is red, Kaminari,"

"Oh fuck... but, Eri is okay. She's with Mirio right now. You wanna see if we can visit her?"

"Could we?"

"Sure," Dunce Face laughed. "Good luck, you guys!"

"Thanks," I murmured. "Oi, Icy Hot,"

"What?" he muttered pathetically.

"Go fucking romance your boyfriend. Or try the thing he screamed at you at the festival, whatever the fuck that was,"

"It's your power?" Icy Hot asked.

"Not his,"

"Actually, maybe I shouldn't have made you bring the nerd back," I sighed.

"Shouto! Are you alright?"

"Who cares?" Icy Hot said, smiling at his boyfriend.

"I do!"

"Oh my fucking god, you saps," I said, fake gagging.

"Are you okay, master? Would you like me to get you some water?" Kirishima asked innocently.

"No, I'm fine, thanks," I muttered.

"Are you sure? Your face is red pink. I will be right back, master. I will go look for a thermometer for you," Kirishima said standing up.

"Funniest shit I've ever seen," Steel Face laughed at me.

"Oi, shut up, Eyelashes!"

"Never!"

"Well, now we just need Mina and Kirishima," Icy Hot muttered, Deku cuddling with him.

"No shit, bitch," I hissed.

"Bitch!" Raccoon Eyes beamed.

"What no! Don't repeat him!"

"Bitch!"

"Why isn't she listening to me?"

"Bitch!"

"Steel Face, go bring her to that lizard girl. The one in your class," I muttered.

"What, Tokage?"

"Yeah, her. Go bring her to her girlfriend,"

"Oh, shit! Okay! C'mon, Ashido!"

"Bitch!"

Raccoon Eyes and Steel Face left the building, leaving Icy Hot, Deku and I in the room.

"You should probably look for Kirishima,"

"Don't tell me what to fucking do!" I yelled, walking toward the kitchenette's doorway.

"Is something wrong, mast-- mMH!"

Oh.

Hell.

No.

I had turned to face the doorway at the same time that Kirishima was about to walk out of the room.

So...

Just like in a shitty fanficition...

Our lips met.

Because Soy Sauce just had to be right.

I went to pull back when Kirishima gripped both of my arms tightly, bringing me in closer to him, our chests flush against each other.

Draping my arms over his shoulders, I decided to chuck it in the fuck-it bucket and see how long this'll go for.

It didn't go for much longer, however, because Kirishima's eyes opened and he pulled back.

"Bakugou?"

"What happened to 'master'?" Icy Hot said from the room behind me.

"Wh-wha-- master?! Since when? The hell is going on?" Kirishima asked.

"Oh, thank fuck, you're back," I said, wrapping my arms around him tighter.

"What the fuck are you talking about? And why the hell am I wearing a monocle?" Kirishima asked, slowly wrapping his arms around my waist.

"That's the only part of your outfit you're concerned about?" I deadpanned.

Kirishima looked at his outfit, confused.

"What the hell happened? I was in a fight with a villain and got hit with this fuck hammer and passed out. Now I'm dressed like a fucking butler. And why the fuck do I have a monocle?" Kirishima pulled the monocle off and pocketed it.

"You look snazzy, Shitty Hair,"

"Speaking of my hair, why is it in a bun?" Kirishima asked, pulling his hair out and shaking his head so his hair would fall more naturally.

"That's not the only difference," I muttered.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"You aren't the only one, Kirishima-kun!" the damn nerd said, walking over to us.

"Midoriya, the hell happened to you?"

"The villain's Quirk. We apparently acted differently, too," Deku said.

"Huh? What?"

"Yo! What's the scoop on Kiri? He still calling Bakugou master?"

Apparently Steel Face was back.

"Excuse me, I did what?"

"Yeah. You were also super possessive and shit. You growled at Steel Face when he sat too close to me. Was kinda funny," I laughed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that must've been... uh... awkward--" "Shut up and kiss me, rock boy,"

"P-pardon?"

"Did I stutter?"

"No, but I did,"

"So, are you gonna kiss me, or leave me hanging?"

"Let me think for a moment...." Kirishima said, giving a thinking look for a moment.

Then he grinned deviously.

"Sure thing, master,"

"BI--"

A/N: Yeppers, here's what we've got. I actually had fun with this. (I've had this done since April 15th, just been waiting to publish it.) Anyway, stay safe and healthy! - Septic / Spark