After scolding two knuckleheads, he made sure they grabbed a table as far away from Ochako and prying ears as possible. Katsuki mashed his bowl of rice and vegetables, mixing in the gooey egg on top.

"Something is wrong with Cheeks," he stated quietly. Both boys looked at her.

"She looks fine to me?" Eijirou commented, shoving a scoop of rice into his mouth.

Fine? What part of her sitting at her usual table with the Nerd-brigade, laughing about something that Deku just said...

Okay, so maybe that was completely normal,

but the way she was acting in the kitchen was not!

Katsuki glared down at the bowl in front of him, plucking out a carrot to pop in his mouth. How did he explain that Ochako just tried shoving her finger in his mouth while making dinner? Or the fluttery eyes she gave him?

"She's trying to distract me..."

Eijirou and Denki blinked at him cluelessly.

It was the only explanation. "Yeah...She thinks she can mess with my head, and get me to back off Deku. Tch!" Katsuki ripped a piece of chicken with is teeth. "That's gotta be it."

"Dude, no."

"Wait," Denki licked the sauce off the end of his chopstick. "Are you talking about how she keeps flirting with you in class?"

Katsuki's nose wrinkled as his lip curled. "Excuse you?" He sneered as if Denki has muttered a nasty word.

Flirting? How dare he suggest such a thing.

"You know, for such a smart guy, you really don't know anything about girls."

Katsuki pushed his bowl out of the way, hand sparking. "Oi-I'll fucking make you eat those words-"

Denki smirked, leaning across the table, looking as if he were privy to some secret intel.

"Flirting," Denki repeated, wiggling his brows. Katsuki wanted to rip them off his face. "She want's your attention."

"Why?" Katsuki demanded.

Denki threw his hands into the air smugly. "I don't know. Can't be you killer personality or devilish good looks or she'd be after me."

Kirishima snorted. "She turned you down on day one, man." he reminded him.

Denki deflated, before getting back on track. "Anyway..."

"Whats wrong with my personality? I look fucking better than you, Dunce Face." Katsuki spat defensively.

"Anyway," Denki reiterated.

"For whatever unknown reason, Uraraka likes you. I mean, I can totally see why Ashido has been going after Kirishima," Denki rambled, "but you are an enigma, du-"

"Ashido likes me?" Kirishima pointed to himself, jaw hanging open and finger aimed toward his own chest.

"Uh, yeah." Denki furrowed his brow, scrutinizing Eijirou. "Seriously? I expected this from Bakugou, but not you." Denki admitted.

"But...why?" Eijirou asked. "Why are they coming on so strong all of a sudden?"

Katsuki was confused. Was Mina in on the joke, too?

We're they on the same side to try and get under their skin?

Denki shrugged. "That, I don't know, Bro. I heard them talking about some weird fortune teller a while back though before I noticed all this," he waggled a finger between them.

Katsuki frowned. "Don't be stupid."

He crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair on the back two pegs, though internally he was trying to string together the newfound information.

A fortune teller?

What was Ochako doing there and did it have something to do with the way she was acting now?

It had to be bogus.

"Lets go check it out!!"

Apparently, they were all about to go do something stupid.