He played with you all day and class 1a ended up meeting at his house as well as some teachers, your parents, your siblings, and their families to try to figure out what to do with you since you wouldn't leave Bakugo alone at night. Your older brother went to the scrap yard and got a thousand dollars worth of nonrusted scrap metal from a local junk yard so you could eat on it and hopefully be satisfied with leaving Bakugo. But now, even in the morning, you only wanted him. Sure, you played with other people, but you wanted him around and followed him around like a lost puppy because your form was growing stronger, and the need of it wanting to protect him was stronger than reason.

You followed him to the bathroom and wanted to be in there with him. You knew why you couldn't, but you still wanted to be there with him. You would almost sit on him when you were on the couch with him, and when he started getting irritated at other people, your eyes were turned red for a moment. Bakugo was trying his hardest not to get mad at you because he knew you couldn't help it, especially now since your new form was taking over your child-like mind. If you turned into a more animal-like person, he was going to make sure to take care of you for the rest of your life. Not that he had much of a choice, but seeing you like this hurt. He wanted the old you back not because he was worried that your new form would hurt anyone, but because he was worried that once you got this form, you were never going to come back.

The more time he spent with you, the more it seemed like it was more with your form than you. You had a different look in your eyes, and you were not like your kid self, and you were becoming increasingly more needy and jealous when people tried to talk to him or be around him. He didn't know what to do with you because he couldn't be around you forever. He needed breaks even though he deeply cared about you. He didn't know what you wanted from him or if you were actually on the verge of remembering what happened to you.

He didn't care if you hated him once you remembered he just wanted you back so he could apologize and tell you how much he missed you being around. You made him feel safe, and he knew even though you didn't see eye to eye, you had his back. It was getting late, and he needed to shower, so he was going to wait for you to go to sleep before showering.

"Katsuki you can't watch her all the time, her parents are going to have to take care of her," his father said as you were laughing and dancing in the living room to a movie while Kirishima was smiling at you.

"Decku since the boy part!" You said as he looked at you worried.

"I can't sing," he said as you pulled him off the couch and started dancing with him instead.

"He's right. I know you care about her, but she isn't your problem," his mother said as he was about to lash out, but you peaked your head around the corner.

"Is everything okay in here?" You asked as your eyes were a light shade of red.

"Yeah, everything is fine," he said as your eyes went back to normal, and you ran up to him.

You hugged him from behind and looked at what he was cooking.

"It smells spicey," you pointed out as you put your head on his shoulder.

"Want to try some?" He asked as he got a spoon.

He got some chili, and you opened your mouth to try some.

"That tasted so good. Did you make a lot?" You asked.

"I did, yeah," he said as you hugged him tightly and then kissed his cheek.

"Whoops, sorry, I got some chili on you! You said as you wiped it off.

"It's okay, it will be done in a little bit," he said as you nodded.

"Okay!" You said as you ran off.

"She is my problem. She wants me around and won't leave me alone. She melted part of a wall to get to me. No matter where I go, she will find me. She is trying to remember, and once she does, she will go back to being afraid of me," he flat-out said.

"Her afraid of you?" Your father asked.

"Figures you chase a girl off," his mother said.

"It was for her good! Now shut up! I wanted her to be not afraid to fight back so she wouldn't be a pushover. So, if she had to make tough choices, she would be ready for it. I tried to do my best by her, and it resulted in whatever she was turning into. I could have delayed it, or she could have been getting before that attack. Someone has to make sure she doesn't go ballistic if I leave, so I won't leave her alone," he said as he got a bowl for her and saw you coloring.

"Hi!" You said as Shoto came back over with your father.

"Hi Y/n," he said.

"Hi, Daddy!" You smiled.

"Hi Y/n, I think it's time for us to go home," he said as you stopped coloring and looked at him with burning red eyes, which made Shoto freeze in his place.

"Why?" You asked as your voice wasn't happy but laced with anger and malice.

"You need a bath first off and a new change of clothes," he said as Shoot saw that wasn't happening.

You weren't leaving him any time soon. The crayon started melting in your hand.

"Can Katsuki come with us?" You asked.

"No, it's just going to be a quick hour-long trip, that's it. You will be able to come back here," he said as the crayon completely melted, making everyone realize it wasn't you they were talking to.

A low growl came from you, and Bakugo's parents were shocked.

"Easy Y/n he isn't taking him from you. It's just to give him a small break. You are a handful," Kirishima chuckled as your eyes completely cooled off, and you started crying.

"I don't want to leave my best friend," you cried as you saw you melted the crayon completely, making you cry harder.

"Okay, okay, okay! I'll come with you, but I'm not going to be in the shower with you," he said as you looked up at him teary-eyed.

"Really?" You asked.

"Yes," he said. As he put the chili back in the pot. And kept it on the warmer.

"Plus, I'll get you something more crayons. How does that sound?" Kirishima asked.

"For real?!" You asked.

"Yeah, you used all of the already almost," he said as three coloring books were filled and drawings you made on copy paper over the month you had been like this.

"Okay!" you said as you grabbed Bakugo and took off for home.

Later that night, you fell asleep on him again, but he stayed up and saw metal forming on your skin. It was a weird feeling as he touched them, and hearing them go through your skin sounded sickening and painful. He carefully laid you next to him, and he grabbed some clothes. He headed to the bathroom and started to shower, making you wake up.

You got up, and your friends who were still there started feeding you scrap metal that your father and brother dropped off.

"She already ate fifty-five pounds of scrap mettle. How much does she need?" Shoto asked as you were chewing away on a car hood.

You suddenly stopped once you heard the door open, climbed onto the roof, and started to head over to the bathroom. You crawled down and sat on the door, so when he opened it and then closed it, he saw you nearly making him punch you in the face.

"My god y/n don't you do that!!" He said as you saw goosebumps on his skin, and your body started glowing bright red.

You tried to touch him, but he backed off.

"Let me change my clothes! I grabbed some dirty ones," he said as he was trying to lose you, but you followed him to the bedroom and he was about to scold you but you knocked him to the ground and started licking him dry.

"Hey! No!" He panicked as he tried to stop you by pushing you up by your shoulders.

"You okay in here, um," Kirishima said as he saw you trying to lick Bakugo.

"She's trying to dry me off!" He said as Shoto came in and saw the strange scene unfold.

Bakugo couldn't push you off, and finally, you grabbed his arms and pinned him down.

"Sandpaper!" He said as he was trying to lie about it, but he liked it, which was a problem.

"Okay, y/n get off. You're hurting him," Kirishima said as he tried to get close to you, but you wiped your head around and hissed.

"Um, what do we do?!" Kirishima asked as spike quickly came out of your shirt, and you set your hair on fire.

"Back off," Shoto said as Kirishima slowly backed off, making you turn back to normal.

"Okay, so I guess she is your problem. Sorry. We will be outside," he said as he slowly backed out and shut the door. You let go and started to go lower on his body, making him gasp in shock.

He was begging for you to stop in his head because he was getting a massive boner while you were licking him and occasionally looking at him to see if he was fine. He covered his mouth, and his face was turning red as you licked his waistline, then back up to his chest. You hovered over him, went over each nipple, and went to his neck next. You licked the nape of his neck and pulled his hair back. Get more on both sides, and he put his hands in your hair.

He needed friction, and he wanted you. He knew it was wrong on so many levels, but he realized that he needed you too late. He was struggling, and you were making him feel sexually frustrated, but he knew he couldn't do that and would rather die than take advantage of you.

You turned him over, and he felt your warm breath on his back and your tongue. He was gasping for air as he tried not to make a sound. The way you touched him with your hands made his body crave you. He felt like he was bursting, and before he knew it, he did burst. That made you sit up on his back, confused as he sighed breathlessly and felt a lot better, but he was very embarrassed.

"You are nine. Your form is trying to help me, that's it," he said as you went to bed.

He sat up and took off the towel to see he made a big mess.

"Thank God my towels are white," he muttered as he changed his clothes and sat down next to you. He noticed your hair was also turning into metal a
And touched it.

"This must hurt," he said as you got on top of him.

You started purring, making him blush a bit.

"At least you like me, I wish you liked someone else, though. You deserve way better than what I could ever give you," he sighed as you looked at him with your burning red eyes.

You let some smoke then started to slowly go back to sleep. He patted your head a bit, then he put the blanket back over the both of you, then started to go to sleep with you.