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ITS DONE! And i lowkey love this chapter!! I am doing well! And I’m happy I was able to get another chapter! If you have any requests let me know!!!
Charters are a little OOC but hey, it’s my version sooo yeah! Hope you enjoy!!!
"it means... we have some time.." She mutters, glancing back to the TV before continuing... "He doesn't want to frame his boy as a criminal... specifically his perfect creation," gesturing to the duel-haired boy... "And none of us are particularly sneaky... we need... someone skilled at this," She muttered, Knowing full well that at most they had 7 days... but realistically only about 2 days until the media and the school started looking into the sudden disappearance of the Todoroki boy... not to mention the USJ preparations where still necessary... and getting Izuku his quirk... 'so much... this had to go perfectly' she was planning... but she knew nobody in this room was far skilled enough to pull this off. "If we wanna pull this off without triggering the media... then we need a pro," Fazed into the background... the news reports of a mysterious killer, rumored to have burned over 100 people in a week, with video of a mysterious man walking into blue flames... unknown, unseen... a complete mystery... Looking at the TV... she smiled... 'perfect' as the blue flames illuminated the room, it gave her this sick and twisted aura.... turning to the others, the color perfectly reflecting off her form... she smirked... "And I think I know just.. the Guy,"
(Alright, trying to keep it going!! LETS CONTIUNE.)
"No... You don't mean..."
"Yep! The mysterious blue fire villain!" She smirked at them, "Who's better than someone the media can't even get a look at?!" She nodded as if agreeing with herself,
"Dabi..." Everyone let out a soft huh as Izuku spoke up, "his name is Touya…. Or Dabi now.” He muttered softly, “He's unstable, but he’s wanting revenge on Endeavor," hand on his chin, weighing the risks.
"babe? how do you..." She was so confused, where did he pull this information out?
"medical records show that the Todoroki family had an eldest son... he was reported dead but no body was found, or even remains" He stood, flipping through a notebook, titled 'Threats' "And based on his past history of attacks, everyone has either been an Endeavor side kick or the property belonged to the pro,"
“When did he steal medical records??” Shigiraki whispered to Y/n, who could only shrug, also unaware of her boyfriend's intel. Both waiting for him to continue…
"Touya..." Shoto muttered, staring at the flames on the screen, eyes reflecting the deep color, like an ocean on land. "I... yes... I remember him," Y/n frowned, watching as his face dropped ever so slightly, eyes brimming with tears at the realization of what his brother had become. "A murder..." but… he was still a little relieved he was alive.
"He... He can be quite useful to us, his skill, quirk, and goals align with ours decently close," Izuku was hesitant to continue, fearful of potentially triggering Shoto. "But... if we need someone with that caliber of skill... it has to be him,"
Shoto only nodded, "I agree, if that's what we need... then we have to find him," he muttered, looking between Y/n and Izuku. “Plus... it'll be nice to rejoin with my big bro... I hope." There was an autoable gulp that followed the statement. Shoto was heavily aware of the effect his birth had on his older brother.
"Okay, YES! I love the ideas, guys," Shigirakis's voice was overly enthusiastic. "HOW THE HELL DO WE FIND HIM!? " he screamed, dramatically throwing his arms in the air, enhancing his statement. Feeling like he was the only one with an ounce of comen sense at that moment.
"Chill the fuck out!" Y/n huffed, hands on her hips while she thought... 'Can't leave our lair unattended...' She huffed, 'And Shoto has to stay hidden...' Now pacing around the room, she was glancing from one person to another, the plan calculating while she did so, each piece finding its position. "Okay, here's the plan," Clapping her hands as everything fell into place, "Shigiraki, you will stay here with Shoto and protect our home, just in case the heroes suddenly get smart," She watched as Shoto nodded in agreement and Shigi only shrugged in response. "Good enough, then I and Izuku will go Dabi hunting, with the help of Kurogiris portals of course,"
"Alright!"
"Good Enough,"
"Consider it Done Y/n,"
"We have to ensure we're cautious, we can start with the least populated areas and move inward towards the city as night falls," Izuku spoke, a completely different notebook in hand, this one having a sketch of the city already drawn. "I... drew this... a while ago... just in case something happened to you," He muttered, looking up at Y/n's confused face as to why the hell he already had a map drawn.
"God, you're so smart... it's literally unfair," Huffing she gently took his face into her hands, squeezing his cheeks causing his lips to pucker. She stared into his green eyes for a moment, just admiring the beautiful color... Knowing full well that she was interrupting such an important point of planning but…' God... this boy' Gently moving to kiss his lips, she giggled when his notebook fell to the floor, plummeting and making a clattering sound, which was soon followed by his pen. His hands frozen at his sides…
"T-Thanks Love," His face was flushed as she pulled away, his eyes following her, "But... we're a team, r-remember? We have our strengths and weaknesses... it just happens that you're both of mine," He was love-struck indeed, anyone knew how to bring out the best in him... and the worst, and the ticket stood right there with her beautiful y/s/t. He practically had hearts floating around his head, simply admiring her... 'Lovesick'
(Mini Time skip)
“Okay, you two please be careful, I’d hate to… lose a loved one,” Kurogiri, sighed, opening up to a dark and dingy alley. Still unsure if he was truly using the terminology properly. He watched as Y/n took the lead, using her magic to light the alley.
"Damn... It's dark even in the day," She muttered, reaching for Izuku's hand as he soon followed through the portal. With a quick and subtle goodbye, Kurogiri left, waiting for them nearby.
"Okay... Let's hope we actually find him... or we're fucked," As quietly as they could... they took slow and cautious steps into the alley, unsure of any potential hidden dangers.
"DABI?" The abandoned building echoed with the silence of their footsteps... going room to room, each darker and duster than the one before. They continued searching, calling periodically after getting more comfortable with their surroundings. Each call was only responded to with the soft, repetitive drip of a leaky water pipe or the creak of an old wood plank.
"I don't think he's here," Y/n groaned softly, pulling her head back out of the room she was just in. Izuku who was just down the hall nodded in agreement, before realizing she couldn't see him.
"Yeah, looks like this place was a bust," He huffed in disappointment, linking hands with her once again before calling Kurogiri.
(mini skip)
Time and time went by, and they had moved to 5 different locations, each more recent to a crime he had committed. Izuku was so methodical with his research... He was almost certain that he'd be able to track him... but currently... nothing.
"This... is the last place I have a record of him being at," Izuku whimpered, his notebook being crumbled in his hand from his harsh grip. "Damn it... I was so certain..."
"Hey! babe, it's fine... the media doesn't even know his name! so we're already better," She could see the frustration growing in his mind... “PLUS! They have no idea he’s a Todoroki! so maybe Shoto would be fine if we can't get to Endeavor!” …but he had one track….the need to be helpful...
How long was he going to be a quickless boy? How long was he gonna be worthless? How long till this found family got tired of him... realized he wasn't useful... realized he was better off in the grave, *SLAP* "I-I"
"I'M SORRY! But... you were thinking bad about..." He had a sizable handprint on his cheek, his freckles red and small tears titering on the need to fall... it stung... but man did it help... he was shocked, she had never…. done that, "You were thinking bad about my boyfriend... and I can't allow that," She huffed, staring at his surprised face... and red cheek... "Izuku, I swear to god if you fall down that damn rabbit hole again," He watched as her fist clenched tightly at her sides, her hair floating with the soft waves of magic she released...She had thought they were passed this… that he could live with only being needed for his existence… nothing else… “I'll drag you out by the tip of your dick!" He wanted to laugh... but she wasn't joking... not one bit... she was dead serious... and that made him straighten up the slightest bit.
“I’m… sorry, I just want to be,”
“SHUT IT! You are helpful! You are needed! Where do these thoughts keep coming from love?” She gently cupped his face, using her magic to soothe the burn of her earlier slap. “We need you… And even if the others didn’t…. I need you,” She watched as his eyes teared again, the look of realization washing over him. It’s the same look his mother had when she got the news of his dad’s death… it was the same look he imagined when he saw her again as he fell to his death… It was the look of want, need, helpless…
“Y-Y/N, I’m sorry… I won’t leave you, I’ll stop with the useless talk,” He was so stupid… so many years together… and he’s just now promising this to her. “I promise,” He muttered, holding her hand softly and simply staring into her eyes. “I happy being alive,”
“How… Romantic,”
“DABI!” Both jumped at the sudden voice, interrupting their soft moment.
“Oh no, don’t stop on my account…. I was just waiting for the show to start,” He chuckled, his hands resting on his thighs as he leaned against the ruble. They watched as his turquoise eyes narrowed the slightest bit, trying to gauge why exactly they were there. He looked unkempt and tired… the true look of a man on the run.
“Look, we need to talk!” Y/N released Izukus's face and moved so she was facing the scared man straight on, her tone soft and enduring.
“Talk?” He lit his hand up in the signature blue flame…. “Who the hell are you?” His voice was raspy and dangerous… telling the two that he was in no mood to play…
“L-Look! I’m Izuku Midoriya and this is,”
“My name is Grace, now cool the fire because we have a proposition for you,” Her friendly tone was gone, matching Dabi’s hostile vibe. She watched as his eyebrow arched in question.
“Yeah? And what might that be sweet cheeks?” Oh, she wanted to choke him… but she needed him alive…
“Watch the nicknames… but, We know you have a thing for Endeavor…” She giggled at her own word phrasing.
“If by thing, you mean death sentence then sure,” He huffed, not playing into her rage bait…. “What do you want with Endeavor?”
“See, we have a family forming, and… he knows a little too much about one of our members for comfort,” She hummed, watching as his fire gently moved in the breeze… deciding it was too little light, “Here,” She huffed, snapping her fingers and engulfing the area in a soft blue light. “Better?” He was now completely visible… Izuku almost giggled at the soft squint of Dabi’s eyes from the sudden light change.
“How the Fuck?” He flinched at the sudden brightness, having been sat in the dark for so long. The sudden power display did not go unnoticed by him… He recognized her strength. “Okay… You have my attention,” He hummed, adjusting his position to a more relaxed seat.
“Great! We need to get close to number 2… and we think you’d be able to help,” Y/N hummed, moving closer to the villain… Dabi studied them for a moment longer, weighing his chances of beating the both of them in a fight. He knew she was strong, and the knowledge of the boy's quirk left him hesitant.
“What do you have to offer?” He questioned, making a move to stand so he was at no more of a disadvantage…. They knew too much about him to be simply nobody… not even the media knew his name, but they came in calling it.
“Another, better, loyal family,” Y/N smirked as his eyes widened slightly, happy he was smart enough to get what she was hinting at. “so, what do you say? Two Todorokis could be useful,”
“Two? Who else?” He was now down to her level, standing a looking down at her, “Who the fuck else did that old man drive mad?”
“Hehe, the perfect creation,” Izuku chuckled nervously, knowing Dabi would know exactly who he was referring to.
“HAHA NO?!” Dabi cackled, “That bitch ass drove his perfect creation to villainy….” Oh the irony he saw in it, to think that the very thing that drove himself away, ran away itself.
“Yes, Shoto has joined us,” Y/N sighed, “your old man’s a real dick,” Dabi was surprised at the casual way she spoke his name. Shoto, his brother who he assumed was very sheltered, could actually get a girlfriend or get his dick wet.
“Oh, a first named base? What a girlfriend? Or sneaky link?” Izuku couldn’t help the narrowing of his eyes, he had been slightly jealous of Shoto from back at U.A.… hearing someone say such a thing didn’t exactly sit right with him.
“Watch it! She’s mine. Not his,” Dabi was slightly taken aback by the greenets sudden possessiveness,
“Oh, tough guy,” Dabi chuckled, having just wanted to mess with the man. “that makes sense, especially after that little display earlier,”
“CAN WE FOCUS?” Y/N was getting more and more impatient, “We need your help and you’ll eventually need ours,” She held out her hand for a shake, “So what do you say?” She watched as he glanced down at her hand, then at Izuku, then back to Y/N. “Dabi, please… let’s help each other,” Dabi didn’t know… was it okay to agree? Was he ready to trust again? How serious was this girl about being a family? “Look, we are here to make our voices heard!” She was done waiting for him, she snatched his hand in hers. Holding it close to her chest, “Join us! Together, we can be unstoppable!”
He was so confused… how was this girl so daring? Who the hell was she to touch him like this?… but yet, her hands are so soft… warm… “I can feel?” He didn’t mean to question that out loud, but this was the first time in years his fingertips had ever felt something. He didn't know what to do, what to think… he was revenge-driven, why and how are there two villains requesting him to join a family?
“Dabi, look…” Izuku stepped forward now, lumming over Y/N’s shoulder and looking down at Dabi. “You lost everything… we are offering you something…” Izuku gently set his hands on Y/Ns shoulders… looking down at the two connected hands, “It’s not very villainous, we are aware but…”
“Fine… You’ve convinced me,” He gently pulled his hands away from her, putting them in his coat pockets…to avoid further touching. “I’ll join you… Okay?” He sighed looking at her wide smile and Izukus soft one… ‘No way these two are villains’ He groaned already knowing he would regret this later. “If I’m betrayed I’ll murder everyone apart of this so-called family,”
Y/N giggled happily, moving to hug Dabi. Catching the man by surprise, he gasped at her touch. Her grip was tight, keeping his arm stuck in his pockets, he struggled for her to release him. Heating his body to try and scorch her off, but she refused to move. “I knew a guy whose quirk was explosion… burns don't hurt me,”
“Of course…”
“just accept it, you’ll learn to love it,” Izuku had a sweat drop as he watched the scarred man give in to her.
“I…” He only sighed, knowing full well he was right.
(mini time skip!)
Y/N was yapping the whole time walking out of the building, holding Izuku's hand while dragging Dabi by his sleeve. “And I make homemade pancakes! And,”
“Does she ever stop?” He whispered to Izuku, who only chuckled softly and shook his head.
“Nope, and that's the best part,”
“ah! Finally the exit!” Y/N let go of Dabis's sleeve, reaching into her pocket to snag her phone and call Kurogiri.
“Grace? Good news I’m hopping?”
“We got him! And he’s docile!” She giggled, gently swinging her and Izuku's hands.
“ready for me to come get you?” Kurogiri was already preparing,
“Yes Please!”
“Okay, I’ll be there in a second,” He wasn’t lying within seconds of hanging up the Purple mist was already swirling in front of the three. Walking through, proper as ever. “Ah Grace, Midoryia… and Dabi,” He sighed, slightly adjusting his tie. “let’s get going, the others are eager to hear the results of your search,” With a small head tilt, he made his way back through the portal, expecting the others to follow suit.
“Dabi, after you!” Y/N waved her hand, gesturing for him to walk through.
“This isn’t a trap or?”
“JUST GO!”
“All alright, alright,”. He raised his hands in defeat before cautiously walking through the unknown passage.
“Quick Kiss for a successful mission?” Izuku offered puppy dog eyes, refusing to let her go just yet, “Please?”
“You don’t have to ask,” She huffed, standing on her toes to gently kiss his lips, giggling at the way he still turned red. “How is it that after all this time, I still make you nervous?”
“I-I’m just that in love with you… Sorry,” He avoided her eyes, cheeks now more resembling strawberries…
“hm, well I’m glad to know the feeling is mutual,” She hummed, squeezing his hand twice before pulling him through the portal. “Come on love, let’s go,”
“R-right!”
Dabi stood still, taking in every aspect of the unfamiliar surroundings. From the bar and its multiple chairs… to the TV that had multiple controllers lying around… even to the kitchen table that had mismatched chairs, obviously added so everyone could fit. ‘It’s so… cozy’ He subconsciously winced at that… “so homey,” His tone held the slightest tone of disgust…
“Indeed, never believed in the women touch theory till recently myself,” An unfamiliar spoke from the hallway, it was scratchy and pitch… “She got you too huh?”
Dabi looked confused at the sudden appearance of the Ash-blue-haired man, his guard going up to 100% at the unknown being… “Who the hell!?”
“Shigi! It’s not nice to scare the guest!” Dabi never thought he’d be happy to hear her voice… but the somewhat familiar thing in the unknown home… eased him the slightest bit. “and get Shoto! Our newest member has arrived!” She giggled, gently patting Dabi’s back while she walked to the couch, Izuku did the same but instead separated to head to the bar.
Dabi stood still, watching as each member fell into place… Shigiraki took a seat on the recliner chair, Kurogir remained at the bar but was still engaging with the others… Izuku had returned with a glass of water and took his seat next to Y/N… giggling at his words and Shigirakis complained about how long they took. So lost in watching… trying to figure out what the hell he was looking at. Who were these people? Were they simply going to accept him? Was this… worth protecting?
“Touya…” His voice was so hesitant, so quiet that Dabi’s burned ears barely picked it up…
“Shoto?” Dabi turned, watching as the dueled-haired man took a single step, halting when Dabi’s shoulders were facing him… hesitant on whether or not he had the strength to continue towards his older brother. He took another step… and Suddenly Dabi was 8 watching Shoto take his first steps again. His mind flashed back and forth… each step getting stronger… more confident…
“Touya!” Forget the past, forget the pain, in this moment… it was pure siblings….Dabi had hatted him… all his life but seeing him there, no hatred, no rage behind his eyes… just relief to see his older brother alive. Dabi hated himself at that moment.. he blamed him for so many years… when Shoto was tortured just as much if not more… To see his face, another victim of his father's plan… no longer two sides of the same coin, one head and one tail. No winner or loser. No, both now had the same goal, the same drive… the same scars.
“Shoto,” He wasn’t expecting this, not the tight hold of his arms, not the instinct to protect, care… He was a villain, killed dozens… left his feelings in the past… anything other than rage was forgotten… but these stupid people… this stupid family raising new feelings… or rather… old ones reappearing. He watched as tears fell from Shoto cheeks… “Damn Crybaby…”
“Dabi,” Her voice was soft and cautious, ensuring to maintain the soft environment that had been created. She watched as his teal eyes met her, before glancing around the room, seeing everyone looking at him. Some with smiles, smirks, and girns….
He could feel it… and understood Shigirakis's words from early… ‘She got you two’ the words echoed for a moment… ‘She sure damn did’
“Welcome Home!” She smiled brightly, and at that moment… he realized he just met the most dangerous woman in the world… “so happy to have ya!”
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"Y/L/N…. M-Midoriya" He panted softly, hand pressing against what looked like a barn mark. He heaved, before falling to his knees, leaning his body against the door, just staring at Y/n…"I… I found you…" He smiled… his face contracting into pain pain-stricken smile… "Finally!"
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Y/n quickly used her magic to ensure no one was following him. "He's alone" She spoke, reassuring the others "… Come on Shoto…" She gently took his arm and dragged him to his feet, being cautious of his cradled arm. "come sit on the couch," She ushered him quickly, nodding to the others as she passed them. Once he was sat, wincing from the pain but leaning against the couch with a soft smile. He just stared at her… her hair, her face, her eyes… He had never felt so safe with someone before… so cared for… even when he showed up at her door unannounced, interrupting whatever life she had going on… just to tent to him. They had been gone… just vanished yesterday… And the way Bakugo screamed about a traitor… magic and portal… He knew he had to come hunting for her… them.
"Thank you" He huffed, taking a moment to take in his surroundings, making note of the two new faces and how the one in blue had his arm slung around Izukus's shoulder. A scary but confused expression on his face, relaying his unspoken threats to this unknown man. While Y/n watched his eyes wander, she took the opportunity to truly take in his disheveled appearance. He had blood smeared on his clothing and the burn looked fresh… really fresh… It was shaped like a hand… and a large one at that.
'I'll kill him' Izuku's eyes also zeroed in on the burn mark… knowing a little of Shotos passed… he could guess where it came from.
"A friend of yours?" Shigaraki asked, still hanging off Izuku, being cautious of his fingers. He glanced at the greenet, slightly taken aback by the murder glare he was sending the man being coddled by Y/n… 'oh, jealous?' he silently questioned, before glancing at the new fella… 'No… he glaring at something…' scanning the man, his own eyes widened slightly when he saw the cooked skin on the boy's arm… it was blistering and oozing blood.
"Yes… a good friend of ours…" Izuku muttered, before tapping Shigaraki's arm softly for him to move it. With a soft nod of thanks, he moved towards the couch, where Kurogiri was now standing with a pan of water and a washcloth. "Shoto… what?" Izuku was baffled… how, who, why? Y/n was making quick work… softly healing his other small wounds, but the burn would take the most time… and the pain wouldn't stop.
"Shoto shirt off now," She instructed, getting up to move to the kitchen, the boys were confused by her command. "NOW!" She called the sound of her rummaging through the fridge, soft curses leaving her lips as she struggled to find what she was looking for.
"Alright… uh. Shigarkai! Can you disintegrate it?" Izuku was trying to find the best source of action to avoid hurting Shoto further.
"I… yeah, easy," Moving forward, he knelt next to the man. "Uh… Names Shigaraki… Imma get rid of your shirt now," He muttered the last part, not wanting the duel-colored man to be confused… or just have some random stranger undressing him. As the shirt slowly disintegrated… the entirety of the burn was revealed… "holy fuck!" It was gruesome… not just the hand-printed burn… but it looked as if an iron had been ran across the upper part of his arm… the skin was a cherry red and steam could still be seen… or maybe it was his ice attempting to soothe the burn.
"Bad… a very bad one," Y/n muttered, finally returning from her hunt in the kitchen… it was far worse than anything she's healed before… yes burns on Izuku from Bakugo… but those were smaller and less severe due to heat expanding due to do the explosion… but this… this looked as if Shoto himself was set on a grill to cook. "Drink… It's Kava tea… will make you sluggish but will help numb the pain," Handing him a hot cup, steam radiating out the top. "It's gross but it's a natural depressant… and I'm not qualified to give you real shit… nor do we have any,"
"Thank you… Y/L/N" With gentle hands he took the cup, using his good hand he took a cautious sip of it… griminess at the flavor… before going in for another.
"Just Y/n… we're friends Shoto… no need for formality," She had this sad… almost pitiful look on her face. Standing there… staring at a friend who had somehow managed to find them… was severely burned… in the core of a villain institution…. and yet… he looked so relaxed. "Shoto… while the tea kicks in… what happened? Who did this? and Why?"
"My Father," He gritted out, the pain very forward in his voice. "I… wanted to come looking for you… he disagreed," He muttered, simply staring down at the now-empty cup of tea… "It… got out of hand," His eyes wandered to those around him, Y/n who was now kneeling in front of him, Izuku who was standing next to her… Shigarkai was in the chair adjacent to the couch… and Kurogiri was behind him… all eyes were on him. Unknown and dangerous ones… but he's never felt more safe than right there. "I… didn't know where else to go… I tracked you down… a-and," Y/n smirked as his face seemed to become more lazed… his arm softly falling to his side on the couch, only wincing softly at it…
"it's kicking in… good… and your adrenaline is wearing off," She muttered, standing and glancing at Izuku, silently asking for his assistance. "Here Sho… let us lay you down so you're comfortable," Moving to grasp his good hand, she helped him lay down on the base of the couch, Izuku pulled over a table so his arm could hand off but still rest conformably… "Shhh Sho… Rest now yeah? I'll have yeah fixed by morning," reaching down, still her hand held tightly in his, her free one moving to gently stroke his hair.
"I-I won't turn you in…" He muttered, his hooded eyes moving to find her and Izuku… "I promise… I just.." fighting against the tea and his own exhaustion… "I can't go back… what the heroes are doing… isn't right," Shoto chuckled softly at his own words… "You and I both know that first hand," He spoke motioning to him and Izuku. "I just want to feel safe for once… just for once…" Y/n could only watch as sleep consumed the boy…. his eyes falling shut and his breathing evening out.
"Don't worry Sho… I got you," She muttered, kissing his hand before removing her own… Turning to go find a chair, but of course, her lovely boyfriend was already ready. A comfy chair, a snack, and a drink… waiting for the long night he knew was ahead… "Why are you so perfect?" She chuckled, kissing Izukus's lips softly before taking her seat. "You wanted new members… well now you got one…"
(mini time skip)
The night was long and exhausting… she was struggling to get rid of the burn completely… as if it was emotional and not physical any longer. "Babe… you okay?" Izuku asked, yawning softly before setting down another cup of water for her.
"I'm okay… it's just… It won't go away…" She muttered… holding Shotos arm delicately… "It's healed.. shouldn't hurt anymore… but the scar won't shrink…" Huffing, she tried again, allowing the magic to engulf his arm. Typically, she could make it so only a small remembrance was left… but this scar was taking up the entirety of where the wound was. "I… I don't…GAH!" tears fell in frustration… a quiet sob leaving her lips… she was mad… Mad at Endeavor, Mad at Herself for being unable to save another loved one… "I'M SUPPOSED TO BE GOOD AT THIS!" her voice was broken… desperate for a solution that was hidden from her.
"Relax, Relax… love… It's okay," He gently lifted her from her seat, cradling her in his arms. Quickly moving to replace her in the seat, setting her gently on his lap. "You are good at this love…" gently caressing her hair, "this is just… something you've never done…"
"B-but… UGH!"
"Shh Shh… you're just tired love…" laying gentle kisses on her hairline he tried to calm her, "You have done amazing… His wound is healed… sure it's a scar… it's still there but he not hurting anymore," With gentle hands, he used one to rub up and down his back, soothing her tense form… "He's here… He's safe… and he knows that," Izuku whispered, softly glancing at Shoto's sleeping form he sighed, "We'll make him pay… Right?…. Y/n?" He felt her breath even out on his neck… as her soft snores followed… He only softly smiled at her, knowing she must be exhausted. She had been up since Shoto walked through the door, while the other, although refusing to leave the room. Took naps or just fell asleep right there. "Huff… it's…" He groaned, reaching for his phone, unable to extend his arm enough… fearful of waking his girl on his lap, knowing if he did, she'd be back to work.
"4:00 am," A deep and proper voice softly spoke… followed by the sound of glass being set down. "You two are truly remarkable… You have a pro hero son laying… peacefully on our couch… two villains, one still awake… and the other," He glanced down at Shigaraki who was snoring on the recliner… "the other… who refused to leave… for god knows why… and then there's you two," Kurogiri chuckled softly… "I had brought her a snack… but seems she's getting the rest she deserves…" Moving slowly towards Y/n's sleeping figure in Izuku's arms… "It's reassuring to know such a power… uh Witch… yes, a powerful witch is on our side," He sighed… smiling at the two… seeing the exhaustion behind Izuku's eyes… "Rest… You need to… I'll take care of breakfast in the morning…" With a soft and uncharacteristic hand, he gently rubbed Izukus's head, as if he was a father praising his son.
"Thank you…" Izuku spoke softly, a yawn following shortly after. As he began to slowly nod off, he smiled before the subcommittee to the sandman. "Night.. Kurogiri,"
"Good Night… Midoriya,"
(Time Skip)
The next afternoon, when Y/n finally woke up… there was a much… loser air? In an odd way. Shigaraki was still on the recliner, now scrolling through the channels on the T.V. "Hm? Bout damn time you woke up," He watched a Y/n slowly sat up. Her hair was wild and her eyes held crust on them. She groaned, running a hand through her hair, before huffing and moving to take out the hair clip she had fallen asleep with. However, when she went searching for it, she found it was gone. Glancing around, from the floor, to the side table, finally finding it safely on the coffee table, letting out the softest sigh, she reached for it. "Lover boy took it out for ya last night… didn't want ya to be uncomfortable,"
"Where's… Where's Shoto?"
"Ah, you mean candy cane?" He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking the name was very clever but the unamused face Y/n offered him had him clearing his throat. "heme sorry, he's in the kitchen, Kurogiri made breakfast.." He nodded towards the kitchen, "He feels no pain… good job nurse," He smiled at her, not an annoying or teasing one but one that showed true sincerity.
"Thank you… I'm gonna go get some food," As if on cue her stomach growled, making both chuckle. "Right…" Y/n shook her head before moving to stand completely. A satisfying ring of pops from her back caused her to sigh, stretching up towards the sky. She held that position for a few moments before dropping down into a squat, her knees cracking at the motion.
"Sound like a damn old woman"
"Feel like one," Now at a full stand, she slowly made her way to the Kitchen, where she could hear soft conversation. Smiling at the sight of Izuku with a spoon sticking out his mouth mid-bite, Shoto taking a drink of the milk that was chilled with ice, and Kurogiri standing there… in her baby teal apron and a spatula in hand. 'So this is family… been a while since I've had this' She smiled softly to herself, the memories of her own family and Inko running through her mind. 'This is nice… Yeah, this is nice… "Morning guys," She muttered making her presence known to the trio.
"Y/n!" Shoto quickly stood, moving to hug her… "Thank you…" He muttered holding her closely, his face tucked into her shoulder. "I… was so worried when you two had disappeared… and" Pulling away, he looked glancing up at the two, looking from Y/n to Izuku… "And… listening to how quickly… they gave up searching," Shoto gritted his teeth, anger evident on his face… "Called heroes… but.. they never came to save you guys!"
"It's okay… It's okay!" She muttered, gently petting his hair, "We are happy here! right?!" She moved him to face Izuku and Kurogiri. Izuku smiled brightly, while Kurogiri simply nodded. Their look of joy… not forced, not fake, just… happy. He felt relief like a small weight was lifted off his chest… Knowing that they've been okay… not scared, not hurt, not dead… in a short amount of time, they created a whole new life… one that brought a true smile to their face… one that he wanted to be a part of.
"Very…" Izuku sighed… taking a deep breath… "yeah, very in a strange way," Now moving to stand as well, walking towards Shoto and Y/n. "In a strange way… We… I feel safer here with near complete strangers… than I ever did with those kids," He muttered the last bit, "That we called classmates,"
"That's all I needed to hear," Shoto smiled, nodding at the two. "I wish to have that too… so I'm excited to join you… no matter what," He reached his arm out, clasping hands with Izuku…An audible smack rang through the lair, "I'm here for you… all of you," He nodded towards Kurogiri and the newly appeared Shigaraki who was stuffing his face with a cheese stick.
"YEAHH!" Y/n giggled and cheered, bouncing around, moving from Izuku and Shoto to Shigaraki, "HEAR THAT!! WE'RE GROWING OUR FAMILYY!" She jumped on him, hugging him tightly…Just breathing… basking in the excitement of it all..but she couldn't help the sudden rush of calmness that flooded her body. "We're gonna be okay," Her mood shifted quickly. A somber look on her face, no one quite knew why, not even herself… but they all just smiled at her.
"Well, with our new member… we gotta get his shit," Shigaraki huffed, gently patting Y/n's back, cautions of his fingers.
"Oh yeah! we can get it easy, with Kurogiris portals and my magic, be done in a jiffy!" She giggled, pulling away from Shigaraki, "Let's go now! Right? It's mid-day?" She asked, looking to Kurogiri for a response, "So Endeavor should be out working!?"
"Yeah, now would be a good time…" Shoto agreed.
Kurogiri nodded, "Indeed, he should be away," Moving away from the kitchen into the living room. The others followed close behind him, ready to make quick work of this move. Shoto gasped softly, watching as the misty vortex began to swirl in the center of the room.
"Okay Y/n," He spoke her name, still getting used to the informal speech. "You're good to go," nodding towards the portal. Y/n softly thanked the man before poking her head through the mist.
"Okay! We're clear, let's get this shit moving!" She stepped back through, waving her hand for them to follow. "Shoto… a lot of your stuff is gonna be… uh sprayed around the living room," She muttered, glancing around the room, engaging what needed to be moved by her and what could be taken by the boys. "Cause we gotta move fast… Really fast," With the two close behind her, they nodded before quickly moving to grab the most basic essentials, Izuku quickly grabbed an arm full of his clothes, while Shoto quickly ran to the family safe. "Sho!?" Y/n watched as he ran quickly out into the main lobby of the home.
"Leave him, let's get the rest!" Izuku insisted, already on another run of clothes.
"Right!" Using her magic, Y/n quickly picked up his bookshelf, being cautious to not spill any of its contents. Chuckling softly she offered a warning before moving through the portal. "… Imma takes everything… fuck Endeavor…" She growled… scrapping the idea of only essential items… "I'll leave him with nothing to mourn over," Now focused on picking up his entire bed.
(on the lair side)
"GOD DAMN IT Y/N CAREFUL!" Quickly moving to avoid being crushed by the bed that had just sailed through the portal Shigaraki called. "I THOUGHT YOU WERE ONLY GRABBING ESSENTIALS!"
(back in Shotos room)
"Okay… Y/n, it's bare," Izuku muttered wiping his sweat with the back of his hand, slightly out of breath from the constant running back and forth, Y/n also took a deep breath, happy that they could leave.
"Okay… now where's Shoto?"
"GO BACK THROUGH!" The sound of glass shattering and a door slamming was heard, before two sets of footsteps where heads sprinting down the hall… TWO!!?
"SHOTO?" Y/n called, running to his bedroom door, leaning out to see… Shoto… arms full of a duffel bag… and an angry Endeavor… "FUCK!! IZUKU GO THROUGH THE PORTAL!!" She screamed, waving a violent hand to get the greenet moving "NOW!!" She screamed, before moving back into the room completely.
"Why?"
"JUST GO!" Without questioning her again, he was back through the portal. "SHOTO FASTER!!" She screamed, standing on the cusp of the portal, refusing to leave without him. With panted breath, Shoto skidded into the room, not stopping his strides until he was diving through the portal, not even looking back.
"CLOSE IT!" He screamed, still petrified from just having to outrun his father.
"WHERE IS Y/N!??" Shigaraki had no idea what was going on.. but he knew he didn't see Y/n and that was concerning enough. "CLOSE IT!" Y/n screeched, diving into the portal, a smile painted on her face and a wild look in her eyes.
"Consider it done," As a blast of fire was sent through the portal, Kurogiri quickly closed it, cutting off the danger. As the room fell into an eerily silent state, only the pants of Shoto and Y/n heard…
"Holy Shit…" She mumbled, glancing at those around her, her smile never faltering.
"That was… too close," Shoto was pale, his expression was one of fear and relief. His voice was hoarse and broken.
"But… we got all the shit!" Y/n cackled, looking behind at the array of items that were once in Shoto's bedroom now in the living room.
"Thank you, guys… truly," He sighed, moving the duffel bag off his lap to stand… "and… to prove I'm not just… uh a new roommate," He muttered, before heaving the bag onto the couch, allowing the other to surround it, slowly unzipping the bag. Revealing… a lot of Yen… "I cleaned out our safe… so we have some funds…"
"HOLY SHIT!" Shigaraki chuckled, he'd never seen so much Yen before. "Fuck yeah! I was just gonna accept that with these two," He gestured over to Izuku and Y/n. "We'd pick off strays… but this… this is useful!" He nodded, mindfully picking up a bundle of bills… "haha"
"This is Great Shoto!" Izuku smiled, leaning over the Shigaraki's shoulder to count the amount in a single bundle… trying to gauge the amount they had. Nodding, Kurogiri followed suit, being he was the main guy for financial stuff.
"I'll let the master know that,"
"Actually… don't," Shigaraki interrupted him… "Let's keep this," He mentally groaned at the word he was about to say… "Our Family's little secret.." With a shiver in his spine, he was about to gag.
"Yes… this is all very… nice and all…" Y/n spoke, she had been frantic in the corner… flipping through the TV channels… "but we have a situation…"
The others looked at her, not quite understanding what was wrong… "Why? We got the money… his shit… and you weren't seen, or at least your face right?" Shigaraki was nonchalant about it all, until her lack of response… caused the realization to flood over them… "fuck… he saw you?" Dragging his hands down his face, he literately felt like dusting the entire span of Japan when she shook her head… "Fuck… Fuck… This can't get out! not before we attack the USJ!" Now pacing and scratching, he was muttering… Izuku was soon to follow him, muttering about all the potential possibilities… which wasn't helping anyone. "We could kill him," "NO!"
"OKAY SORRY!…" With a huff, Y/n knew why they couldn't… not yet at least… "I.. could try and erase his memories…" now muttered to herself, formulating how exactly she'd have to do it. "I'd need to be able to touch his head," She watched as Shigaraki stopped, considering her suggestion… glancing up to Izuku who shrugged.
"I don't like it… making us deal with two pros in like a span of a week," Further frustrated, he reluctantly nodded. "Fine… fine… It's worth a shot," "Shoto where is your dad most of the day?"
"At his agency…" Shoto contemplated the question a moment longer. He's there seven days a week, usually from 7 am to 9am. Then he leaves for patrol. Then he's back again from 6 pm to 8pm. Then he's home after." He tried his best to remember his father's full schedule, not wanting to risk getting them killed or, worse, captured.
"one issue…" Y/n spoke, "I'm sure he'll be on edge for a while… but I don't think he'll report Shoto missing… especially because he stole from him." Kurogiri knew where she was going, but the others… were quite lost,
"What's that go to do with anything love?"
"it means… we have some time.." She mutters, glancing back to the TV before continuing… "He doesn't want to frame his boy as a criminal… specifically his perfect creation," gesturing to the duel-haired boy… "And none of us are particularly sneaky… we need… someone skilled at this," She muttered, Knowing full well that at most they had 7 days… but realistically only about 2 days until the media and the school started looking into the sudden disappearance of the Todoroki boy… not to mention the USJ preparations where still necessary… and getting Izuku his quirk… 'so much… this had to go perfectly' she was planning… but she knew nobody in this room was far skilled enough to pull this off. "If we wanna pull this off without triggering the media… then we need a pro," Fazed into the background… the news reports of a mysterious killer, rumored to have burned over 100 people in a week, with video of a mysterious man walking into blue flames… unknown, unseen… a complete mystery… Looking at the TV… she smiled… 'perfect' as the blue flames illuminated the room, it gave her this sick and twisted aura…. turning to the others, the color perfectly reflecting off her form… she smirked… "And I think I know just.. the Guy,"
(OMG THAT WAS FOREVER!! Kept rewriting how I wanted to introduce our next man!! Anyways… I'm working on another part for the Shooting Star fic!! Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)
To be a Hero PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 PT5 PT6 PT7 PT9 PT 10 MasterList
-A new member already??!??!!? How exciting, I guess you can get a ride or die without even knowing it! Not even a day later… mentions of abuse and injury-
The morning came fast, much faster than either would have preferred. As the alarm blared, neither attempted to shut it off. "mmm!" Y/n groaned, rolling over to try and silence the annoying sound. "Nooo…" she huffed, continuing to sit there for a few minutes more until the sound got a little too annoying. "Fine!" with a sigh, she sat up violently, taking the blankets with her, making Izuku groan in protest. With the warmth gone and Y/n making her way out of the bed, Izuku had no choice but to follow. Stretching his arms above his head, allowing his muscles to flex and release satisfying pops.
"ngh… morning already?" he murmured, his voice groggy and heavy with sleep. He sat back on his elbows, running a hand through his messy bedhead. Looking over to Y/n, who now sat on the edge of the bed making futile attempts to calm her hair without a brush. "Morning sweetheart." He chuckled, watching as she released a frustrated huff before giving up completely.
"Okay… screw that, I'll fix it later," sighing, she was quick to make her way towards the door.
"ah? Y/n w-where are you…" He didn't want her to leave yet… this was his first time waking up next to her… in the same bed.
"Imma go start breakfast," giggling at his pout face, "You're welcome to join me!" with a soft wave, she left out the door and made her way down the hall.
"H-hey! w-wait!" Stumbling quickly to follow, Izuku hustled to grab a shirt before practically running down the hall after her. "I can make breakfast!" He felt guilty for how much he seemed to be leaning on her recently…. and he wanted to show his appreciation for her following him here.
"You've been doing so much for me recently… please let me return the favor" He corned her against the kitchen counter, using his large frame to block all her possible exits. "please?" He watched as her smile brightened, lifting her hand to gently cup his face. 'was she actually going to?' he smiled at the fact that she'd let herself be spoiled for the morning.
"hmm zuku… not a chance," with a gentle pat on his cheek, his face dropped, stunned at how she had fooled him. "I'm making my signature banana pancakes for our first morning!" lifting her arm, she moved the large man out of her way, "You can help tho." Y/n hummed, making her way around the kitchen, still clouded in her P.J.'s and hair pulled back with a random headband she had found lying around.
Watching as Y/n made her way around the kitchen, leaning against the wall, Izuku only watched, with love and slight disappointment, her messy hair, mismatched P.Js and bright smile, made him feel so domestic. As if they weren't trying to scare people, hurt them… Kill them. 'what a woman' he leaned against the counter, practically melting. Watching her brought back so many memories… and altered them just the same. Waiting for Mrs.Bakugo to cook breakfast after a sleepover… 'man… what a time' he shifted…his gaze shifting from her to the knife on the counter… 'why… did he go and ruin it?' Kacchan… he ran through his thoughts… Memories of the river… went from saving him… to Kacchan drowning him in the fountain at school. Waking up in matching P.J.'s and arguing over who was the bigger All Might fan… turned into Kacchan telling him to take a swan dive…
"Izu? Will you wake them?" Her soft voice called him out of his thoughts, bringing him back to his safe haven. As long as she was there… he was happy. She glanced over her shoulder, slight concern crossing her face at the dazed look Izuku gave the knife.
"Of course!" He replaced his scowl with a bright smile, pushing off the wall and making his way out of the kitchen and through the halls. Glancing over his shoulder, he watched as she took care. Plating each plate with a neat pile before moving them over to the table. Watched as she moved to the cabinets, removing four glasses. He hummed, knocking on Kurogiri's door first. He wasn't surprised when the man opened it immediately, only glancing down at him. "b-breakfast is ready." he spoke, still shy of the new men. Often in new places, he found himself reverting back to old habits… 'no more of that Izuku… be confident'. With a soft nod of acknowledgment, he continued on to the next.
Humming to herself, Y/n topped off the final glass of milk before returning the jug to the fridge. "you got your passion…" The lyrics of Vienna left her mouth softly, a song her father would often play. Reminiscing about how her mother would always make her breakfast, banana pancakes specifically…she couldn't help the soft smile that graced her face… nor the feeling of tears that began to weld in her eyes. 'Man… I've gone soft' It wasn't often that she thought about her parents… but the memories were always fawn. From their time spent together… to simple stories she could remember seeing about her dad on T.V. Moving to set the pan and spatula into the sink "But, don't you know, only fools are satisfied EKK!" She squeaked when two arms made their way around her waist, and a head resting on her shoulder. She had been that lost in the music… the peace. With a soft exhale, she ruffled the green locks that were tickling her face.
"Okay… they're awake." Izuku hummed softly, blushing at how open he was being with his affection. He was interested in how they would react… would they be happy? Upset?… this was all completely uncharted territory… and he couldn't wait to research it.
"Good, let's go take our seats and wait," She turned, still in his arms. Lifting her head she pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, humming at the heat she could feel radiating off his face….'After so many years, you'd think he'd get over it' she giggled to herself, pulling away slowly. Watched as his lips were still puckered and his eyes were still closed. She hummed, gently pushing his chest back so she could maneuver around him. Running to pull her seat back for her, before gently pushing her back in, Izuku took his own seat right next to her.
They heard the soft creek of the bedroom doors, signaling that both had awakened. Shigaraki made small steps, shuffling out his room still clad in sleepwear. His hair was sticking in different directions and the mismatched tank top and sweatpants were wrinkled heavily. Kurogiri on the other hand was dressed in his usual formal attire. Y/n could see his yellow eyes widen slightly at the view of a home-cooked meal… sitting hot and ready on their table. "I made Banana Pancakes!" Y/n smiled softly, watching the two closely to gauge their reaction.
"Banana Pancakes?" Shigaraki softly asked his voice horse with sleep… with his still shuffle, he slowly made his way over to the table taking the seat across from Izuku. "They, uh any good?" He glanced at Izuku for confirmation. Once he received a soft nod of approval from the greenet, he picked up his own fork to test it. He was hesitant… never had someone cooked a meal for him… no… not for Shigaraki. Eyes locked onto the bit he had sitting on his fork, he set it gently onto his tongue, allowing the flavor to truly soak in. "Wow…" with his pupils dilating ever so slightly, for the first time in years… he… he didn't feel like Shigaraki… for the first time in years… he was Tenko. Sitting there, waiting for his mother to bring him a meal, giggling softly as she pinched his cheek on her way back to the kitchen, his glass of milk filled to the top. 'How did she…' He glanced back to Y/n who was smiling softly at him. 'It's like she's in my mind'
"I love cooking… so … Shigaraki… and Kurogiri, expect a lot of homemade meals!" She watched as his eyes softened ever so slightly… he would never admit it out loud, but… for the first time in his life… Shigaraki was content… with just sitting down and eating… No need for planning or brooding, just him, his pancakes, Kurogiri… and these strange two teens that have somehow already… made him feel more accomplished. Y/n hummed softly, slowly making her way to stand, seeing that they were running low on drinks.
"Thank you again Mrs. Y/n," Kurogiri nodded in acknowledgment, gently setting his now empty glass down.
"Just Y/n please, we're friends! not co-workers!" She smiled gently at him, before disappearing into the kitchen.
(Mini Time skip)
As the conversation flowed and the morning turned into the afternoon, the small band of misfits was found lounging on the couch, watching an anime that Y/n had stared at not too long ago. "Okay wait… so he has the same name as the guy she loves?" Shigaraki asked, moving the pillow he was lying on to fit more comfortably on the chair.
"Yeah, and she gave him a nickname so she's not constantly reminded of that" Y/n answered, picking up the controller to click to the next episode. As the intro began to play, Y/n removed herself from Izuku's arms to go get a snack. "Anyone want…" A loud pounding on the door caught everyone's attention. Kurogiri froze from his position behind the bar, gently setting the book he was reading down. Shigaraki sat up from the chair, tossing the pillow as he moved. And Izuku had rushed to pause the show, allowing the home to fall into silence.
"Who the hell…" Shigaraki muttered, his breath low and eyes locked on the door. Y/n and Kurogiri were not both by the couch, watching as Izuku and Shigaraki slowly moved to answer the door. With caution, Izukus's footsteps were quiet and deliberate, close behind him Shigaraki followed.
"I… should I answer?" Izuku questioned, hand reaching for the door. However, he jumped slightly when the pounding continued.
"Just do it, we can kill them if necessary" Shigaraki nodded, encouraging him to do so. With quick hands, Izuku opened the door, and with a shuttered breath…
"T-Todoroki?!" Y/n squeaked, making a quick move towards him.
"Y/L/N…. M-Midoriya" He panted softly, hand pressing against what looked like a barn mark. He heaved, before falling to his knees, leaning his body against the door, just staring at Y/n…"I… I found you…" He smiled… his face contracting into pain pain-stricken smile… "Finally!"
(OMG okay… I took far too long editing this…sorry… AGH BUT I COULDN'T DECIDE WHO TO ADD anyways…… here it iss ANYWAYS Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)
To be a Hero PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 PT5 PT6 PT8 PT9 PT 10
Talk of killing and torture methods, suicide mentioned, The two are insane and Izuku is OOC but all in good love... in their own way) angsty
That caught Kurogiri's attention… Such a shy, innocent, quirkless boy… insane? “Bullied from a young age, pride hurt after all these years that his girlfriend is his guard dog… he wants to be the provider, the protector for once… and he knows his best chances are through you” She chuckled, “though you won’t see him kill much… Naw, torturing is more his style”
(Lets continue)
Kurogiri listened intently to her words, he had a feeling these two were much darker than they led on but to hear such a thing... "I see, so he derives pleasure from causing pain... and you... you bring release for the person through death. What a horrific balance but yet so perfect" He hummed, staring at the girl with a rather fearful look...' How on earth did they get away with it"
"Yes, but no one knows of what we did!" She hummed, staring back at him. "We've done it twice, and having dark magic makes clean up really easy" Reaching for the glass again, Y/n ran her fingers all over it. Kurogiri watched, taking a slight step back as the glass began to shake, cracks lining the edge before it completely shattered. However, the pieces of glass never moved, frozen within a ball of purple and blue hues.
"Your magic?" He questioned, moving closer once again, staring in amazement as the shards looked as if they were stars that lined the galaxy. "Incredible, must have been easy to get into U.A. uh?" He suddenly felt...sorrow, guilt... He had taken these young adults away from a bright future...
"Yeah, but in all honestly... I only followed for Izuku... Never found a good family amounts heroes" She lifted her hands, before moving her hands closer to each other causing the glass to shatter within the bubble. "They find my ability horrifying, but you guys... We have a family now! More people to protect and have our backs" Her bright smile practically blinded him.
'A bright future indeed' He chucked softly, a small warmth taking over him. "Indeed, a dysfunctional family. I feel you will have a good impact on Shigiraki... hopefully display a true sisterly role to him" He glanced over where the ash-blue man sat, leaning forward as if that would help him see better.
"You love him huh?" Y/N questioned, glancing at her boyfriend and Shigiraki...Kurogiris's eyes widened slightly at her unexpected question. He stammered for a moment before recomposing himself to maintain his stoic demeanor.
"Love... Is a strong word," His voice was tainted with defensiveness. "He's a valuable asset to my master... and he trusts me" He spoke... completely contradicting his words about family earlier.
"naw... you see him as your son" she murmured, releasing the seal she had over the powdered glass and allowing it to fall onto the surface of the counter. "Hey! hook up an extra controller I want in!" She hummed, hopping off the stool, and made her way over to the couch, leaving Kurogiri there with the mess of both the glass and his thoughts.
"Peculiar girl" Kurogiri hummed, eyes fixated on how easily she settled herself between the two boys.
"Welcome home love" She giggles, knocking her shoulder against Izukus, causing him to huff softly and lean into her.
"It's good to be home" He hummed, kissing her forehead before refocusing on the screen.
"oi! Before we start the next game, it's important to mention something" Shigiraki paused the game, taking the attention of both, "about a month from now... U.A's gonna go on a little field trip... and we're gonna chaperone it" He watched as their playful moods shifted into hard looks, and nods of understanding. "we're betting on the number one being there... a little test zone to say the least" He hummed, moving to scratch at his neck. "If we kill him fantastic!, but if not... we won't be risking much" The two nodded, a slight giddy feeling taking over Y/n as he continued to speak of the plan.
"AH, we should get outfits! I don't wanna fight a bunch of people in just jeans and a t-shirt" and she began to ramble, potential colors, code names, masks, everything she could think of that would make them look truly villainous. And of course... her lovely boyfriend was already taking notes on what she wanted and the materials she'd need to make these outfits.
"Yeah.... great idea but WHERE THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT TO GET THIS FROM" Her words annoyed the man, yes... he wanted all this. Wanted to look like a badass video game character... but how exactly was she planning on accomplishing this.
"Duh, I'll make them! We can go and gather materials!" She hummed, before turning to Izuku, listing a couple other things. To say the two villains were shocked... was an understatement. She had every intention to design, make, and sew them gear and costumes... "I'm taking over a room for crafts" she spoke quickly giving a heads-up before returning her attention to Zuku, who was ferociously writing.
"Right..." Both sweats dropped at her demand... not a question... a statement.
(minny time skip)
After taking quick measurements and kicking both Izuku and Shigiraki's asses in Mario's cart, the two love birds decided to head to bed... As both showed, dressed and now lay snugly under the covers, Izuku couldn't help but chuckle at their situation. "I'm... really thankful you're here with me... I don't know where I'd be without you" He pulled her closer, allowing her body to fit perfectly against his.
"You'd be in a grave my love" she hummed, running a hand up and down his back, breath hitching whenever her fingers ran over a burn scar.... 'I'll kill him' Her brain hated Bakugo... wanted him bleeding out and to save his head as a mantelpiece.
"You're right... if you were not there to catch me that day... I'd be dead" He allowed his mind to trail back to that event... the one that pushed him to the edge of the building... to taking the final leap that others had him teetering on. (flashback)
"Quirkless people can't become heroes... you better off risking your life as an officer... might make you living more wild" The number one stood tall, looking at the meek boy who knelt before him, tears streaming down his freckled face... begging for some type of recognition. "Sorry kid... but if you wanna be a hero... better off waiting for the next life" and with that... the man leaped, into the sky, villain within a bottle, leaving a heartbroken kid... stuck atop a roof... with no one around.
'Another life... another life...' the thoughts ran rapidly through his brain. How many people had told him that... why would no one believe him. Was being quirkless... did it truly make you a waste of space. Curling into himself, hands gripping his crazed hair... the boy sobbed, tears dripping onto the floor more frequently than before. His voice caught in his throat as he tried to process the words over and over again. His best friend... turned bully "Just jump off a roof and pray you're born with a quirk in the next life"... his idel... "Sorry kids... better off waiting for the next life"... every single one of his classmates.. "haha Deku!" "What a loser" "Quirkless!!" "How pathetic... still trying to play hero?" Why... why were they like this.... why would no one let him dream?! Shaking his head, trying to force the thoughts away... not even realizing his body was moving on its own... so desperate for a chance, a quirk... that it did the only thing he could think of...the only thing he was constantly told.
His red shoes screeched from his fast steps... the wind hitting his face as the ledge came closer... and his feet refused to stop... so he took the leap off the rooftop... and prayed for a better chance in the next life... just like he had been told so many times in this one. The wild caused his hair to move wildly... no one was in sight as he plummeted... yet everything fell in slow motions around him. The sky was clearer for some reason... the wind was crisp and refreshing... the glass on the building reflected his body completely... his tear-stained face staring back at him. He looked like a fallen angel... one's who's wings had been clipped, and was forced to fall rather than sore. "I'LL BE A PRO... in the next life," he spoke to no one but himself, closing his eyes, feeling the ground approaching... waiting for the end... no no no... his new beginning... right?! Surely no one would miss him! Not his mother who... who would sit by the door waiting for a man that would never return... just like she had done when she heard the news of her husband...
'Mom...' and suddenly the world came a little clearer.... no, this wasn't what he wanted for her.... she was supportive of him! H-how could he think of doing something so... selfish but yet.... he didn't want to stop the fall. "I'm sorry Mom... but it's better this way" eyes now shut tight, his so-called worthless life flashing before his eyelids... never a girlfriend... not a single friend since 1st grade... no first kiss... no more anything...just closer.
"Uh... I think you dropped something" A voice...a female voice, soft, but stern... suddenly he realized it was directed at him... the wind had stopped, the free fall feeling leaving entirely, prying open his eyes, he was looking directly at the ground... but it wasn't approaching any closer... maintaining its distance... inches in front of his face. Looking up he was met with a goddess, her hand outstretched, producing his sort of mist of blue and purple... her face framed with y/h/c locks and big beautiful eyes... and... a school uniform... one that matched his exactly... stunned, he said no words... just watched as she smiled softly, a relief look on her face... "I'm Y/N... nice to catch ya!" with a head tilt and an even brighter smile... Izuku realized he had found his new beginning.
"h-hi"
(end flashback) Izuku was so lost in the past he hadn't realized he was shedding tears, pulling her body impossibly closer to him. Flinching slightly, when a soft kiss was pressed to his bare chest, "He will pay" Her words were vague but he understood completely... who, why, how... with a soft hum, she allowed sleep to consume her.
Izuku watched as Y/n fell asleep, peacefully in his arms. Her breathing became soft and steady, savoring the soft feeling of her body against his. Closing his own eyes, allowing her scent to fill him, carrying him right behind her into dreamland.
(GOD EXAMS NEVER END!!!! uGHH, anyways.... HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ANYONE THAT CELEBRATES IT, was in the feelings today and ugh!!! had to write some of their first meetings... anyways HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL) P.s I'm debating on adding a little side chapter... some lovey-dovey crap if ya catch my drift! Let me know in the comments and I'll try to deliver... okay byeee for reals this time!!!!!!!! !! ! ! !!