Story Of A Villain - Part 2

Story of a villain - Part 2

Hi, Dabi stans, here is the translation of the second part of my fanfiction (it isn't posted anywhere else, btw)

In case you haven't read or want to read the Part 1 of Story of a villan.

As I mentioned before, it is written from a male POV (Dabi's POV), it has a explicit smut parts, includes a little self-loathing, original characters (but the female lead doesn't have a name so you can pretend it's you)

I decided to use the word "part" instead of "chapter" because I actually merged a lot of small chapters I've written before, I'm trying to make it fit in 3 parts so this is the middle of the whole thing and I'm going to say that is so satisfying to write a love story this way, I've never done this before and I highly recomend it now.

The first part has +7000 words and this part has +8000 words, there are no big descriptions of places or time because I tried to write it as a light novel, feel free to send me messages to correct my gramar or if you have any comment about the times not making sense or anything else.

Anyway, I hope you like it.

PART 2

Slowly, we became more than what we were already: a chosen family. Together we found an apartment – smaller than her former place, but nicely located – and for almost a month, I managed to kill most of my old habits, but it costed me, the old me was screaming in the back of my mind next to my thirteen-year-old corpse.

Some nights, we talked about the future before sleeping and I noticed the way she smoothed the ground, patiently helping me to feel safe and at home; she had no idea my home is wherever she is.

Then, I got a job under a fake name. I went from drug dealing in dark alleys to torturing people and now I was a security guard at a downtown club known as Beanie and One Day.

“You’re sketchy as fuck” said the manager, a mid-forty man named Tanaka Haru, “can you throw jerks out the door?”

“I’m not that strong”, I admitted.

He doubted, but I got the job. I got the name, the place, the girl; but it wasn’t good enough, I wasn’t satisfied at all; and only to make things worse, her mother came to our place one morning after my babe went to work, she looked around and tried to bribe me to leave her daughter alone.

“I love your daughter,” I told her clearly.

“You’re ruining her life!” she accused me. “I talked to her father and if you don’t get out of her life for good, he’ll remove her from the company”

I grinned and she looked at me as if I was crazy.

“You wouldn’t. You care too much about what other people thinks”

“Oh, believe me, we would and we will take her out of the country after that, so don’t get too comfortable in this dumpster you brought her to live with you. Take the money, you clearly need it if this is the best you can get” she disappeared ­— she had a teleportation quirk too.

I looked out the window, a black car that was park outside started up and fled immediately; that was probably hers. I wanted to burn the card and money she left, but I let it there, kept the card in my pocket.

When my babe came home, I noticed she was upset too.

“Wanna eat outside?” she asked me.

As we walked, she started to point out all of the benefits of the new place, it made me sad how hard she was trying to convince herself she was okay without all of her privileges.

I couldn’t keep it in anymore:

“Your mom visited” She stopped walking, so I stood there too, “Did you talked to your father today?”

“What did she say?”

Something horrible was going on inside her head, it was obvious, I showed her the card.

“She offered money to separate us”, I burned it “She said you were supposed to go to your parent’s house that night, but I guess you knew that already.”

“I finally got you” she said, “I got you, I can’t be the one who leaves. I started over, I’m adapting”

“No, you’re not”

“Yes, I am!” she looked at me, her gaze was reddish, irritated, I sighed.

“Did you cry today, baby?”

“Don’t treat me like a kid!” she ran her hands through her hair in exasperation.

“I’m not doing that, I see it in your eyes.”

She swore she was fine, but it wasn’t true. After eating, we took the long way home, as we walked in the building her mother’s words resonated in my mind: “you’re ruining her life”.

My babe smiled at me when we entered, put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply, I closed the door behind us… and clothes started falling on the floor.

If she could smile like that and still embrace me as tenderly as she just did, how could I still believe that her mother was right? I totally screwed her and she was happy with it.

“You still haven’t got your period, you should get tested,” I suggested her when we were done.

“Are you worried?” she put on my shirt.

“I don’t wanna be like our parents”

“Me neither, but it’s too soon to know”

It was killing me and I wondered how she managed to keep it cool and if she even wanted to have kids. I never asked, we never talked about it, I assumed it was off the table.

My heart ached just thinking about it.

Doing a regular job was way boring than I thought it would be, but it helped get my mind distracted; at the end of the shift, the bartender –a mid-thirty man named Haruma— would serve some drinks and the manager  pointed out all the things that should be improved.

“You’re new” I heard a soft voice behind me, a girl’s voice, one of the girls that dance around the place to keep a fun mood sat next to me.

“Hey, Momo, I didn’t see you tonight” Haruma smiled at her, brought another glass for her.

“I kept sober tonight, there are less jerks lately,” she said looking at me.

“Thanks to the new guy!” the manager put his thumbs up for me.

“I suspected it”, she smiled “I’ve been watching you, you got a big reputation”

“He does?” Haruma asked. I tensed.

“Yeah, girl’s notice his cute face and whisper about his scars, how did you get them?”

She pissed me, but the bartender was paying attention.

“Did it myself”

“How?” she wanted to know.

“That’s none of your business”

“I heard you got a fire quirk, Miura” Haruma was too amicable for his own good.

“Really?” Momo giggled. I just nodded and she put her hand on my arm. “I got a water quirk”

I pulled my arm away and jump up the chair immediately; she literally watered me and soaked my jacket sleeve.

“The fuck’s wrong with you?!”

She laughed and grinned.

“I guess we’re not compatible”

I could see that she was insane and I shouldn’t even look at her but she annoyed me.

“Momo, are you okay?!” the manager yelled from the other side of the club.

“That was uncalled for, Momo” the bartender reprimanded her, “Don’t take it bad, Miura, she’s not good socializing, that’s all”

“Put a sign on her next time!” I exclaimed.

“Oh, I can’t wait for the next time” she giggled.

“Don’t be rude” Haruma reproached her again.

I just left. It was still dark; when I got home, my babe was sleeping. We spent little to no time together since I got this job; I took a shower before getting into bed with her and she opened her beautiful sparkly eyes as I laid next to her.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered “Didn’t mean to wake you up”

“How was your night?”

“It was fine”

“Good” she mumbled and closed her eyes again. I tucked her hair behind her ear and she sighed, “You smell nice”

I cuddled her and fell asleep in a minute.

The smell of something very delicious woke me up, I went to the kitchen and saw Hana.

“I’m sorry, were we being too loud?” my babe asked. I shook my head, still sleepy.

“It was the bacon, right? Come, sit” Hana was cooking. “I like your new apartment, it’s close to where I live so I thought I could come and eat breakfast together, I didn’t mean to disturb. It’s nice to see you’ve taken care of your skin” she walked to me and analyzed my face, “but I see a couple of dots near under your eyes, they don’t look like moles”

“It’s nothing,” I said and she left it.

I ate in silence and went back to bed, but I could still hear them talk:

“Did you tell him?” Hana asked.

“No, he won’t take it well”

“You should tell him, though”

I swallowed the bad feeling and slept, but I didn’t rest well.

“What could it be?” I thought before falling asleep, “Did she get tested?”

It clicked my mind: she was pregnant, it was obvious and expected —not “we wanted this” type of expected, but “it had to happen” type. I cooked dinner and waited for her.

Time passed slowly, I called her and she didn’t answer; it’s something that never happens.

“Where are you?” Sent.

A few minutes later, she was writing.

“With Hana” Read.

“At the hospital?” Sent.

“At her place” Read.

I had a bad feeling.

“You OK?” Sent.

“Of course, my love. See you later” Read.

I wasn’t gonna let it slide. I had Hana’s phone number; I just never sent her a text or called her before. No, I did when they were in high school— I thought and called her:

“Hi, hi” she answered.

“Hi, are you having dinner or something?” I asked.

“Who’s this?” she asked, “Oh, Dabi, hi, why do you ask me that?”

I swallowed my saliva as I realized.

“You’re not together”

“I feel like I missed something, I’m sorry, I’m at ER right now and you called me out of the blue…”

“What were you talking about this morning?” I wanted to know.

“This morning? You were there”

“When I left you two alone, that one thing I won’t take well”

There was a brief silence.

“I’m gonna tell you, but act like you don’t know, okay?”

“Why?”

“It’s not that bad. You know the way her parents are and she had to do this, believe me, she didn’t have a choice, well she did but the other choice was something totally irrational and…”

“Spill it, Hana”

“They set her a date with some wealthy prick, she already knows him from college and he’s an idiot, she had to go, trust me, trust her, she’ll just go to dinner with him tonight and it’s done, please don’t freak out”

“Where?”

“I don’t know” she mumbled, “I swear. She mentioned it but I’ve never been there, it’s new and stylish, the kind of place her mom adores; I just know it opened this week”

That was the only clue I needed.

“Do you know when they’re supposed to meet?”

“Please just let it slide, they must be there already, she’ll be home real soon”

“Thanks” I hung up. I had to see the wealthy prick.

If they met in college I had someone in mind, I hated thinking about it. Searched online for newly opened restaurants and went straight to the one that looked more stupidly pompous.

It had big fucking crystal doors but no windows, I had to go in; the host welcomed me with a fake smile:

“I’m sorry. We have a dress code, sir”

I ignored her and walked in, looking around, she followed me, heard some gasps and I saw them. I fucking saw the same asshole that used to stalk her back in college and felt the anger heating inside my chest.

A waiter addressed me: “I’m sorry, gentleman, but you have to respect…”

“Who’s manning that table?” I pointed them.

“I’m sorry again; I can’t give you that info…”

I walked to them, she hadn’t see me but I stopped when she stood up and spilled her wine on his face. He got up too, a waiter jumped in offering a napkin and I hurried to the table.

“You’re still the same immature little girl, I see” the prick said walking towards her, I reached him just in time, put my hand on his shoulder.

“Long time no see, fucking loser”

She widened her eyes surprised; she really didn’t noticed I was there until now.

“Who the fuck are you?” he looked at me confused; I grinned and let a little blue blaze out my hand on his shoulder.

“You forgot about me? That’s sad, I remember you perfectly, fucking asshole”

He squealed like a little bitch, I perfectly saw in his eyes when he remembered; she jumped in and pushed me back.

“Dabi, let’s go” she said while pushing me “Let’s go, let’s go”

I let go of his shoulder and stepped back, grinning like a devil, mad as fuck:

“Damn, you’re lucky we’re at a fancy place!”

“Please, let’s go!” she took my hand and pulled me, we rushed out of the restaurant, when we were outside I confronted her:

“Why did you do this?”

“Why did you do that?!” she reproached me.

“No, there’s no possible way you can turn this on me, what the fuck happened?”

She looked at me as if she was completely out of her mind before turning her back on me, and walked away.

“Where the fuck are you going?” I followed her.

“Home! I need to change!”

“You need to explain!”

“No! How did you find out?” she bawled, “Why are you here? Why…?”

I reached her hand and stopped her, people walked around but I had to see her face; she was turning red but she wasn’t crying.

“What would you have done if I hadn’t been there?” I asked calmly.

“I would’ve teleported out of there,” she said, but I know she wouldn’t have done that. “I would’ve go home, like I’m trying to do now” she hugged herself.

She was gorgeous; wearing a red dress and her hair up, she looked like a movie star or a model. I really wanted to fight for this, but I also wanted to take her home and make love to her fully dressed like that.

“You asked Hana, didn’t you?” she looked at me, still upset, and I nodded.

“Let’s go home,” I said, put my arm around her waist and walked with her.

“Yeah, I really wanna change” she mumbled.

“No, keep it” I said with a smirk and I saw her smiling too.

“Wanna take shortcuts?” she asked and pulled me to the first dark alley we saw.

Teleporting with her was like jumping, except you don’t feel the fall; she wrapped her arms around me. When I first met her she could teleport in a radio of fifty meters —she was awesome–, by now she can do over a kilometer, maybe two.

We’ve done this before and I trusted her, but it still made my legs wiggle, she kissed me with each jump, avoiding street lights, avoiding CCTVs, when we were near the building, she stopped and I felt my legs wiggling like jelly.

She mocked me but I didn’t mind; we ran to the apartment like kids running home after school, this was the kind of things that made me fall for her despite… everything. When I’m with her, the rest of the world vanishes.

We made out in the elevator and barely managed to open the door in-between all the kissing, laughing and touching. We were role-playing and she was being incredibly clumsy.

“Oh no, mister robber, please don’t hurt me with your giant… tool.”

We laughed. She was doing it on purpose, no matter how serious I tried to be, she was faking a voice, she had to be a dummy.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you but the only valuable thing in this place is me”

I gazed her body up and down. What a woman, I thought and I took my jacket off.

“So what would you do if I went to touch you now?” I aimed to touch her waist and she stepped back grinning, very professional. I bit my lip.

“Oh no, please, my husband will be back soon!” she exclaimed.

“Then I gotta hurry” I touched her arm and she teleported us to the bed, I wasn’t expecting it but kept it cool and took my shirt off, I felt her hands going up touching my abdomen, “Stay in character, honey”

“Shit, nooo, mister robber, what are you doing to me?” she said as I took her underwear down her legs.

“Enough is enough!” I couldn’t keep it together anymore, kissed her deeply, suck her tongue into my mouth while putting two fingers inside her, and massaged her clitoris with my thumb. The red dress was almost as soft as her skin.

She moaned and undid the button of my jeans. I wanted to scold her for being so bad at role-playing but it could wait ‘till morning. We had a rope in the nightstand for this kind of situations; I tied her wrists together and let my jeans fall down.

She looked at me with thirsty eyes as I put on a condom and let a sigh out when I dived deep inside her; I kept a hand down on her hips and covered her mouth with the other while licking and sucking her precious neck all the way from her collarbone to her ear.

Soon, I forgot about the role-play too, kissing her deeply while she clawed her fingers on my hips and pulled me in desperately as I pulled out; she already wanted to come. I pulled out and turned her on her stomach, she lift her ass and I dived into her again while playing with her clitoris.

She buried her face on the pillow and I left my weight fall a little on her, put my ear on her scapula and felt her taking long deep breaths. I felt her loose strength as she was coming done. I pulled out, still hard as fuck, to allow her to turn around.

“I think we ripped the dress” she sighed.

“Shit, I loved this dress”

“I could tell how much you loved it” she said when I untied her wrists and checked the hour. “If you’re getting late, let’s make it worth”

She gave me that smile she has when she’s expecting another round.

That night my pay was deducted a thirty percent, but I was so satisfied that it could’ve been completely deducted and I wouldn’t mind.

The next few days felt like a honeymoon, not only because the sex, everything was suddenly working out. I spent so many years thinking I would never fit into a normal lifestyle, obsessed about heroes and becoming the best of them... Or maybe I’m very printable, I thought.

I was obsessed with the hero’s path because my father was a hero himself. He is still a hero. Now I was living with someone that always lived a regular life and I could live like that only because of her.

“Did you ever think about becoming a hero?” I asked her. She looked at me, confused.

“We’ve had this talk before”

I remembered the first time that I saw her, she was training her quirk behind her parent’s back. She was too mad at them because her life was made since the day she was born, she didn’t have siblings like me because her mother hated being pregnant, therefore she had no voice in their house. Training her quirk at a crack house was her only rebellious phase.

That and dating me.

“How could you fall for me?” I asked.

She laughed.

“Remember that day I jumped off the roof and you screamed you loved me? You already knew I can teleport anywhere, anytime, but you were so desperate thinking I was trying to kill myself. We were messed up kids who taught ourselves how to live, how could we ever just be friends?”

That was an embarrassing memory, I really believed she was done with her life and her parent’s expectations and I ran upstairs to that roof. She jumped before my eyes and my hands couldn’t reach her, of course I was desperate and I screamed.

“You were so cute” she sipped her cup of coffee with an annoying grin.

“If you’re pregnant I’m telling that story someday”

She stared at me, blushing until her face turned all red.

“You manipulated me” I said and she laughed.

“Maybe I did” she admitted. “I liked you but I never thought you loved me”

On my day off, I went to the mall attempting to buy a coffeemaker like the one my babe had before, but of course, I couldn’t afford the exact same machine so I had to buy the next best option.

I was waiting in line to pay, when I notice the woman in front of me had white hair with red stripes. It’s not possible, I thought, chill – but I couldn’t resist myself and tried to look at her face. She noticed and looked back.

“I’m sorry” she said immediately when she made eye contact - took me by surprise, “are you in a hurry? My cart’s full, you can pass before me” she offered politely.

“I’m good” I said. That was definitely my sister.

“Okay” she said and she looked at me timidly, it made me wonder…

“What’s the matter?”

If maybe, she did recognize me.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to stare at you like that” she stuttered. “It’s just…” she looked at my black hair “that you look like someone that I miss”

She’s lying, I thought and swallowed my saliva nervously, stay calm, stay calm.

“What?” I asked.

Don’t fuck things up, do it for her.

“Someone that I knew, I meant someone that I knew,” she lied, “I’m sorry, I felt nostalgic for a moment, you can go before me, seriously,” she offered again.

“Fine” I said as I walked by her side, “thanks”

“You’re welcome” she smiled.

Not only my hair or my piercings, my voice is different, I thought, but she knows. I looked over my shoulder and she smiled.

Or maybe I’m losing my grip again. Forget it, forget them.

Back home, I questioned myself if I should place the coffeemaker as if it has always been here or if I should’ve wrapped it with a bow and all.

I called Hana and she laughed at me.

“I’m sorry, that’s so cute. I think you should place it there and count the minutes, we can make a bet about how long it will take her to notice”

“She’s a caffeine maniac, she’ll notice immediately”

“Na-uh, it’ll take her like ten minutes at least, pregnancy makes woman very absent-minded. I can see her using the French press and then…”

“What?”

“What?” she shut the fuck up.

“That thing you said about pregnancy”

There was a brief silence and she said nervously:

“Oh no! A car crashed somewhere and I need to go, bye”

I stayed standing like an idiot for a couple of minutes, staring at the coffeemaker. It wasn’t like I didn’t suspected it or I didn’t know, but the fact that Hana knew her period was late and seemed to have confirmed she was pregnant didn’t sit well.

I felt betrayed.

Searched online everything about pregnancy symptoms, I also felt curious about what to do with a newborn, I read everything I found and it was so much to handle, I felt the urge to throw up.

“I can’t do this” I said to myself while scrolling down my phone’s screen. I remembered my father. “I won’t be like him”

Rage filled in. I tried to picture it: the baby, a real baby.

What if they have my quirk?

What if they have my weakness?

I felt the urge to leave.

If they don’t have a quirk, it’d be fine.

If they have my babe’s quirk, it’d be fine.

My mind was tricking me, asphyxiating me.

I put my phone on the table and left the apartment, walked around the building, then wandered further and faster; almost running.

I saw a couple of those stupid heroes on the other side of street.

What if they want to be a hero?

I couldn’t take it anymore. I stopped walking.

“My love?” I heard her voice, but couldn’t see her. “Dabi. What are you doing here?”

I looked around, everything was numb and she appeared before me. Perfectly normal, glowing eyes looking in mine, she took my hand and intertwined our fingers.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “Tell me”

She was like gravity, bringing me back down to the cold hard ground.

I can’t fuck this up, I thought. I pulled her closer to me and whispered in her ear:

“I missed you”

“I’ve got something to tell you” she whispered back.

“I’ve got a gift for you”

She smiled.

On the way home, I told her about my little trip to the mall, she listened careful; she could be strange and mad, but she always understood when it comes to me – to my family’s mess. Even though we were raised in completely different types of asylums.

“Welcome home, cheater” I said when we were walking inside the apartment, she looked at me as if I was crazy.

“What?” she asked.

“Hana told me” I crossed my arms trying to look dead serious “Is she the father?”

She realized and burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” I asked her, she was holding her stomach and covering her mouth but couldn’t hold it in.

“I’m so-I’m sorry” she laughed and laughed, completely out of control, “I was gonna get so angry if you were accusing me for real of cheating. You can be so dramatic sometimes, I love you”

“When where you gonna tell me?” I wanted to know.

“Well, you know, I was gonna walk in with a baby one day and…” I stared at her, I was done with the jokes and she saw it in my face “My love, I just found out, I swear”

“When?”

“Hana took the blood sample and she sent me a message with the results this morning, I promise you I was gonna tell you at dinner”

I gasped for air and pointed at the box in the kitchen.

“Oh my God, Dabi!” she covered her mouth and jumped in excitement like a kid, “thank you, thank you, thank you!” she hugged me before unpacking it.

She looked so happy. Then, I remember what I read about caffeine during pregnancy and tried to take it away.

“I’m returning it” I said.

“What?!”

“Caffeine isn’t good for the baby” I lifted the coffee machine when she tried to take it back from my hands, “You’re gonna settle with a cup per day from now on”

“HELL NO!”

She turned into a demon in order to take over the coffeemaker again. What did I just get into?, I thought as I found myself losing a battle to her for the first time in forever. I sat out the door in the hallway during thirty minutes until she forgave me for trying to do things right.

A week passed but I felt frozen in time, she made an appointment for an echography and I knew I had to go, I said I would, but I missed it. She didn’t say anything, she didn’t showed me anything, as if it didn’t happen.

I could feel when I’d come back from work, every time I laid in bed next to her she’d wake up and stare at me. I felt the silent pressure of her gaze and for a fortnight, there we were acting indifferent to each other. No sex, no fights, no talking.

One night after work, I was with the bartender, killing time, when our boss joined us:

“So… ho-how are you?” he asked me directly.

“Fine”

“I’ve been thinking the same thing” Haruma said, “but he doesn’t open up no matter how much whiskey I put…”

“Whiskey?” Tanaka gave him a look, discontent, tired and sighed making a sign to pour a glass for him before turning back to me “Anyway, you’ve done a decent job but lately, you’re scaring the clients – real clients, not just your target clients, it’s not good for the business”

Maybe they can relate, I thought, maybe I should let a wall down.

Our boss was expecting me to say something and Haruma was really bad at pretending he wasn’t into the conversation.

“Do you… have children?” I asked in a very low tone.

“Fuck no” the manager puffed.

“No, no, no, no” Haruma shook his head frenetically, then he asked with a childish smile “Is your girlfriend pregnant?”

I didn’t answer.

“Kids are cool, I dated a single mom once,” he continued.

“Hey, don’t say weird things” Tanaka scolded him.

“But it’s true! She was older…” Haruma started a narrative but he was too into himself that he didn’t notice no one was paying attention.

“Now I understand” my boss seemed concerned, “How do you feel about it? Shock? Sad? Wanna go and buy cigarettes?”

I looked down, he was seeing right through me.

“I should give her a call” Haruma finished his story with a longing sigh. “Hey is it true woman turn lustful when they’re pregnant?”

I gave him a cold stare and he made a face, realizing he fucked up.

“I’ve seen you picking up girls almost every night, how come you haven’t gotten anyone pregnant?” I asked him and the manager scolded him again, attempting to hit him from across the table.

“I’ve told you to stop a fucking thousand times, that’s why they never come back! You fucking piece of shit!”

“Dabi, how could you?” Haruma avoided every hit like he was used to this.

“And ain’t you married?” I addressed Tanaka, he had a wedding ring on his finger.

“Yes, to a man” he said resolute.

“I’m sorry we can’t advise you, Dabi”

“You’re on your own, kid” the manager patted my shoulder while pouring some more whiskey for himself.

“But I’m curious about something” Haruma put his face on his hand, awkwardly close to mine. “Are you in love?”

His breath hit my nose; the manager sighed and I couldn’t shut up: “I am madly in love, I cannot breath when she’s not near, I love her”

“Aww that was sweet” Haruma smiled.

“You could’ve been a detective if you’d stayed at school” the manager said to Haruma.

“Yeah, but bartending is fun” Haruma said with a sly grin. I looked at him confused, and he explained immediately: “My quirk forces people to be brutally honest. One day I asked my father why he was mean to me and he said he hated me because I killed my mom during labor”

Our boss lighted a cigarette for himself.

“You know it’s not true”

“Well I didn’t kill her, it’s not possible, but she died and he blamed me my whole life. I dropped high school and left his house, I’ve been on my own since then”

“So you’re in love, that’s why Momo couldn’t pull you up” Tanaka smiled at me, “that’s a relief, she’s the reason I had to fire the guy before you”

“That and he was also a jerk” Haruma said.

“He was tall and strong…”

“I hated him!” Haruma insisted.

“He was perfect for the job until she messed with him!”

“Then why didn’t you fire her? He was an asshole, you just can’t admit it because he’s your type!”

They started and argument and I had to leave. It was early; the daylight was clearing the streets as I was walking home. If I was so in love and if I had pictured us as a family before, why was I so nervous? Why did I feel like I could go away on my own at any given minute?

I stayed in the living room for a moment, took a bath and went back to the couch; she came out of the room and looked at me.

“Are you okay?” she asked. My body moved by itself, walked towards her and hugged her, “Did something bad happen?”

“I never asked you how you feel about this. I never asked you if you want this. I assumed you were fine because I’m here but I have no idea what’s going on or what to do to make things right”

In other words, I was an idiot.

She hugged me back, her nose snorted and I felt her crying on me as she ranted:

“I had no idea how to talk about this, I feel like a mess! I’m not doing good at my job and I can’t handle a household even when this is a smaller place. The other day I said ‘hi’ to a baby in the street and he cried! Then I cried and his mom was so nice, she comforted me when the baby stopped crying!”

She started to say unintelligible things and I just nodded and patted her back as she continued:

“What, when and how am I supposed to tell my parents? My mom is gonna bully me so hard if I cry when my own baby cries!”

She cried long and loud for good thirty minutes before getting ready for work, she used a couple of cold spoons to deflate her puffy eyes.

I was tired but I could barely sleep. I felt curious about Haruma’s quirk and how much information he could get out of anybody.

“I learned the hard way that pushing people’s boundaries is a double edge sword,” he told me. I thought it was because of his father, but he continued: “One time I took a girl home, I used to ask them what kind of stuff they like…“

He kept talking, he reminded me of Hana and despite I liked them both, I would never put them in the same room together.

“So, who is it?” he asked, “Your girlfriend?” I didn’t say anything and he smiled, “bring her one night, I’ll make some alcohol-free cocktails just for her and I’ll ask her whatever you wanna know, but… don’t resent me later”

Our boss appeared behind him and hit the back of his head.

“Don’t listen to a word he says, whatever you’re planning don’t do it” he warned us.

“Tanaka!” Haruma bawled, rubbing where he was hit.

“I heard ‘bring her’ and I don’t care who you’re talking about, you better don’t bring anyone to meet this slut man”

“Tanaka, that’s rude!” Haruma cried louder.

“Don’t be like this, Tanakun, let him bring her” Momo sat next to me, “I’m curious about the type of girl this idiot likes” She gave me a shiver “how many girlfriends did you say you’ve had?”

“I didn’t say” I said as I stood up to leave.

“See you tomorrow, Dabi!”

Haruma and our boss said goodbye, but as soon as I was walking out, I felt somebody following me. She didn’t even hide.

“Stop the stalking” I told her when she approached me.

“It’s not stalking, I’m just walking in the same direction that you are” she defended herself, but this wasn’t the first time she tried to follow me.

“Okay, walk then” I made a sign with my hand to let her pass in front of me and she smiled.

“Are you going to walk behind me? Do you like that kind of stuff, Dabi, chasing pretty girls on lonely streets?”

“There are no pretty girls in this street, just go your own way” I said as I walked back to the club, but she didn’t left me alone.

“You’ve never had another girlfriend, have you?” she asked, “Maybe you should sleep with other girls so you could see that sex isn’t a fucking big deal, you don’t have to run away from me all the time!”

I arrived and saw Haruma and Tanaka closing the door.

“Did you forget something?” Tanaka asked, but I shook my head.

“Where you going? Wanna share a taxi?” Haruma asked.

They lived in the opposite direction, but I nodded. Haruma complained a lot in the back of the taxi, he was saying it’s my fault that he had to share a taxi with Tanaka; I fell asleep.

I woke up when we arrived at Tanaka’s house. Haruma was there:

“I thought I’d have to carry you” he sighed in relief.

I tried to leave, but they didn’t let me.

“I know where you live” Tanaka said, “You’re running away from something. What is it? You forgot to collect laundry?”

Haruma laughed: “Married people are a different breed”

“We’re not married,” I said.

“Yet” Haruma said. “Oh! Tanaka, your husband”

A mutant came out of a room, a big, tall man with two pairs of arms and eyes. I tried not to stare.

“We didn’t mean to wake you up, Beanie, sorry” Tanaka said, but his husband said it was fine, they went to the kitchen and I noticed he was staring at me.

I smirked when I realized why the club’s name is Beanie and One Day.

“Do you know each other?” Haruma asked me and I denied it.

I started to receive a couple of messages from my babe.

“Don’t worry. See you at home soon” Sent.

“That’s not right” Haruma said, looking at my messages before taking over my phone, “Give me that!” he wrote something really fast and sent it, then took a picture and sent it. “Now we’re good”

My phone ringed a couple of times, Haruma read the messages and smiled pleased with himself.

Tanaka and his husband put a few plates and juice for us – his husband was drinking coffee.

“It’s good to see a new face, this never happens” his husband said politely. “What brought you here?”

“Momo” I said.

Tanaka jumped in his seat and his husband grinned.

“I told you that girl means troubles, nothing stops her ever, I knew it since she tried to mess with my nephew”

“We’ve had a long list of security guards,” Haruma told me.

“And why haven’t you fire her?” I asked Tanaka.

“Look, she’s harmless, she dances well, and she…”

“She’s an orphan” his husband interrupted, “and this guy over here has a terrible savior’s complex. Momo’s an orphan, Haruma was neglected and I suppose you…”

I nodded; he was kinda right. Tanaka exhaled:

“I’m gonna talk to her again, just give her time”

“Time for what?” Haruma asked him, “If she keeps trying to follow him she’s gonna do something stupid, you know her”

“Well, if I fire her she will come back as a client”

“Why she doesn’t cause you any trouble?” I asked Haruma.

“Oh, she likes tough guys and I’m a cinnamon roll”

Beanie laughed, squeezed Haruma’s cheek and said:

“It’s not just that, she likes to break her favorite toys”

“Here we go again” Tanaka rolled his eyes.

“I hate to say ‘I told you so’, but you know I’m right” He finished his breakfast, “Listen, she doesn’t just wants to hook around, she likes breaking hearts, she likes to make guys obsessed with her and dump them like trash”

Haruma put his arm around my shoulders and pointed at my face.

“The thing with this guy is that he’s already obsessed with someone”

“Oh, a challenge, she hasn’t have to deal with someone in love before” Tanaka’s husband analyzed me, looking somewhat pleased.

“You should go to work, honey,” Tanaka said.

“Sure, I’m leaving, but I wanna know something first” he said and looked at me, “what’s your girlfriend like?”

Haruma smiled and asked too:

“Yeah, what is she like, Dabi?”

It hit me again; I recognized it this time, I immediately bursted out a ton of cheesy compliments about her image — like her captivating sparkly eyes, contagious laugh— and personality —how kind she is and tough at the same time. I felt exhausted when I was done and had to take a deep breath.

Beanie and Haruma seemed extremely satisfied. Tanaka looked at me worried. For myself, I think I fainted after that.

Suddenly, I was at my birth house.

I heard mom humming in the kitchen, Fuyumi was helping her to make dinner, I could smell it; Natsu crossed the front door and greeted me.

“When did you get here?” Natsu patted my back when he walked by.

“Touya, help us set the table” Fuyumi told me from the kitchen’s door. Mom smiled at me, behind her:

“Touya! Welcome home!”

I tried to reach them, I really tried, but the room stretched as Natsu, Fuyumi and mom stared at me from afar.

“Did you go to Sekoto Peak again, Touya?”

That man, my father, was by my side wearing a frown and the house disappeared and turned to the forest.

The forest was on fire, my blue fire, and my babe was standing there. I called her name but nothing came out of my mouth so I screamed – still nothing - and the flames embraced her but she didn’t move.

A bucket of cold water hit me and woke me up; Tanaka and Haruma were standing in front of me.

“What the fuck were you dreaming?!” Tanaka asked.

“Dude, your face!” Haruma looked at me terrified.

I touched my face, it was hot, and I used my phone’s camera to see the damage: a mark of burnt skin appeared around my collarbone. It wasn’t that bad.

“You seem to be used to burning yourself, it doesn’t hurt?”

“I am used to this, a friend fixed my face a couple of months ago” I sighed when I realized Hana was gonna kick me.

“A couple of months, then your girlfriend has seen you like this,” Tanaka mumbled.

“So we don’t have to worry about her getting back at us” Hamura sighed in relief, Tanaka looked at him in disapproval.

“Watch your words”

“It’s fine” I said, “Thank you… for everything”

“Thank you for not burning yourself to death”

“Tanaka, don’t say that!”

“I’ve done worse. I need to go home” I said.

Tanaka invited me to eat first and brought a burn cream for me; after that Haruma and I left, we were walking side by said when he started talking:

“Hey, about your thing with Momo…”

“I don’t have a thing…”

“My bad! It was a poor choice of words, but I wanted to let you know, she’s not like that. That thing Tanaka’s lovey dovey said before... Momo likes to make guys fall for her, but she’s scared of commitment.”

“So what?”

“I thought you could trick Momo into thinking you’d dump your girlfriend for her, you don’t have to go all the way with her. Just pretend she caught your eye, take her to the movies…”

“No”

“Well, it’s respectable. See you later!”

In the subway, I thought about inviting an iced coffee to my babe, so I took my phone to send a message and read all the stupid messages Haruma sent her.

“Hi hi, this is Haruma, a friend from work your fluffy-haired boyfriend made, he’s with me and our boss right now, we’re having a little reunion but don’t worry, we’ll return him later, safe and sound - pinky promise” Sent. Right after my last text.

“If he’s not friendly, why friendly shaped?” Sent, with a blurred picture.

“Hello, Haruma, thank you for taking care of him.” Read.

“Have fun” Read.

“Sorry, we broke him.” Sent with a picture of me sleeping on the couch.

“LOL, send me another please” Read.

[PIC][PIC][PIC][+7 PICs] Sent.

“TYSM♡” Read.

It’s like they’re speaking another language, I thought.

Then I remembered what I dreamed and tried to take it off my mind, but I couldn’t. I was just entering our neighborhood when she called me, except she wasn’t the person on the other side of the line.

A police officer introduced himself and explained a fucked up situation:

She was at the police station. There was an illegal use of her quirk. She caused a public disturbance. She had a verbal fight with a hero.

Each sentence the officer said was more ridiculous than the previous one, then he mentioned a car accident and I lost it.

At that moment, I wish I could teleport like her, but the only thing I could do was take a taxi. When I arrived, she was sitting in front of an officer’s desk, he was yelling something at her and she was quiet, just taking it.

“If she was in an accident why are you yelling at her?!” I yelled at the officer, she looked at me and jumped up, there were no visible injuries or scratches; the officer stood up too and a couple more hurried as if we were gonna fight.

“Is this your husband?” he yelled at her again, as if I wasn’t there.

“You bet I am!” I walked furious towards them.

“What the fuck did you tell him?” she asked him upset.

“What happened?” I wanted to hear it from her, but the officer didn’t let her talk.

“She caused a public disturbance when she verbally fought with a hero that was about to save a kid…”

“I already told you that is not what happened!” she exclaimed, absolutely mad, “that dickhead hero caused the car accident right after I saved the kid, check the goddamn CCTVs!”

“What hero?” I asked.

“Nobody important” she said calmly and turned back to the officer, “there were eyewitnesses and you, the goddamn police! Just took the hero’s word for granted! Fucking inefficient!”

He wrote something while shaking his head, I felt the urge to burn everything down but I looked at her, she was mad but she looked fine.

“Should I take you to the hospital?” I asked her but she refused.

“You can’t go anywhere until you pay the bail,” said the officer and pissed me off, I wanted to burn him to ashes.

“You should’ve start there” she reproached him with fire in her eyes, pulling her wallet out of her purse.

“And you still owe an apology to Beast Arms”

“He’s the one who should be apologizing!” she complained, “that fucking beast almost killed somebody”

She was distressed; it was all over her face. When we walked out of the police station, I hugged her and she cuddled, her scent filled my nose and I patted her back.

“I fucking hate heroes” she complained, “this was all his fault”

“Today was a long day for the both of us” I whispered. She touched my collarbone.

“I noticed,” she whispered back.

“What happened?” I still wanted to hear it from her.

“I was walking home and I saw a kid running, he crossed the street at a red light and I just teleported to get him and teleported back to the sidewalk with him. Out of nowhere, that dumbass hero jumped at the same time we appeared back in the sidewalk, and he didn’t just stopped the car, he crashed it! Can you believe it?! And it wasn’t just that car, the one behind it and another crashed too! It was madness! And the idiot looked around and saw me with the kid crying and addressed me as if I did something wrong, he jumped in too hard he could’ve smashed the poor kid!”

“Why was the kid crying?”

“He was trying to catch his puppy, that’s the worst part! I didn’t see the puppy, I just took the kid back to the sidewalk and the hero was yelling at me and I saw the poor thing lying dead in the middle of the street, so I yelled back at that stupid piece of shit! He’s supposed to be trained, he’s supposed to see the whole situation before jumping in to action, he could’ve save the puppy, but noooo!”

She kept ranting and moving her hands in the air and I was so enchanted by how much she depreciated that hero that I wished it was Endeavor the one that stood in her way. I would’ve killed to see the old man being reprehended by her in front of a crowd.

She was so into it that she didn’t notice I was taking her to the hospital to make sure she and the baby were fine. That night I saw for the first time an echography, the doctor said everything was normal but I felt like an idiot because I saw nothing on the screen.

They both laughed at me.

“It’s always hard for new parents, especially the dads” the doctor said, she was really nice, “I’m gonna show you something cool”

Suddenly Hana came in.

“Hi there! Whatchu doin?” She saluted playful as usual, but her eyes looked tired.

“Hana, shh” the doctor shushed her and my babe waved her hand.

A sound filled the room, it started as a numb beat and then it cleared… my babe closed her eyes and the doctor smiled. Hana covered her mouth with one hand and put the other on my arm while jumping in excitement.

“That’s your baby’s heartbeats,” she whispered but she probably wanted to scream.

I felt something warm in my chest, something I wasn’t able to put in words but it compared to the day I made blue flames, it filled me with joy somehow. I wished it would last forever.

Honestly thinking about writing a MHA au where Tōya doesn't burn up as much and he takes Shōto to live with him as soon as he(Tōya) turns 18, and he's also a hero and lives with his bird boyfriend and Shōto ends up going to public school and making friends with Izuku and Katsuki and it's all cute and wholesome

Finally, someone who cares

everyone get unemployed. i will provide for us.

Human Lucifer x Demon Alastor being partners in crime

Made for 📻🍎week day 5 (Domestic/Demon)

Story of a villain - Part 3

Goodnight, Dabi stans.

Here's the third part of my fanfic. This is kind of the end, but there was an epilogue that I'm not sure if I want to translate because this is too much work, I'm sorry.

I enjoyed it, tho.

This part contains +7000 words, no smut parts (sorry), mentions of unaliving oneself and others and a brief introduction to villain Dabi.

I don't have much to say. About the epilogue, it's from the female lead POV. I will translate it but I won't make any promises, this is obviously not a happy ending.

PART 3

We spent two perfectly good months together, she seemed happier, healthier and back on her tracks — though I wondered if she was faking it.

“Have you think of any names?” she asked one morning.

“I’ve been thinking about marriage,” I confessed. She looked at me stunned. “What?”

“Will you claim your name back?”

“Well, I have to” she jumped to hug me so hard we ended on the floor, the pain in my back could’ve made me pass out.

“I’m sorry, I got carried away,” she said excited, her hair fell beautifully on her face and her eyes turned teary “I only dreamed of this before”

“Get up, please” I begged.

She jumped up and helped me to get up as if I was an old man. I would never forget the look on her face that morning; we pulled out the details to make it possible — the wedding. Lord, have mercy, I thought.

She smirked and chuckled maliciously when she said she wouldn’t give any invitations to her parents and simply tell them she was marrying a Todoroki; his dad was a huge Endeavor fan. I grinned imagining my old man’s face when he finds out I’m alive.

After talking about it with a little dose of premeditated vengeance, she went to work but at the end of the day, she didn’t come back home.

She didn’t answer the calls or reply to my messages. That same day, Hana joined my concern, it was like she vanished midday. I went to her workplace the next morning; of course, I couldn’t sneak in so I wandered around the building asking people if they knew her, if they saw her.

“Hi, kid!”

It was Beanie, greeting me with a big smile. I told him about her. He wasn’t a part of the same company, but his workplace was just one floor below and he promised he’d investigate inside.

I went to her birth home. It was a manor with tall fences and a garden before the entrance.

“I forgot how rich they are,” I murmured before looking for a way to get in. Hana wanted to come but I convinced her she didn’t have to.

I tried to be civilized and ringed the doorbell, but they told me to leave.

When I sneaked in, they noticed immediately, a group of bodyguards ran after me, I used my quirk to keep them away but I got tackled by somebody else’s quirk, something heavy was keeping me down, the other idiots attempted to kick me but I let my flames out, burning everything –even myself- with blue flames.

They mumbled something my own rage didn’t let me hear and her mother appeared in front of me. She looked down at me with a stupid rest face she always wears.

“Come inside, I’ll tell you what you want”

She disappeared – teleported; I stood up and let them deal with the flames all over the garden.

I walked in, not much changed, but I noticed a few things less. I recalled the first time I came here:

“My parents are in Europe” her voice was so clear in my mind, her face smiling at me, “So we have the whole house for ourselves this week” and she proceeded to introduce me to the maids. “They won’t say anything, don’t worry about a thing”

Her playful smile, that specific smile engraved in my memory, made my heart ache a little.

A maid led me to the dining table and served me a cup of something I wasn’t going to drink, the old lady sat at the other side of the table and sipped a cup of coffee and I knew she was waiting for this moment.

“Where is she?” I asked.

I wanted to burn her and everything in this place but I just stood there waiting for an answer.

“Far away; obviously” she looked at me as if I was stupid; maybe I was for actually expecting her to tell me anything, “I told her before that she had to let go of this stupid teenage dream she had with you. I went to your tiny apartment and warned you, you don’t get to come here and act like we kidnapped our own daughter”

I grinned and chuckled; she raised an eyebrow and continued:

“Anyhow, I understand the way you’re feeling right now, I’m sad with this outcome too”

“You don’t get to tell me you feel sad. Where is she?” I asked again.

“That’s none of your business”

“We’re having a baby,” I said, but she didn’t look surprised.

A couple of weeks ago, we were watching a movie and talking about this moment, we supposed they’d find out before we could say anything, but none of us ever thought they’d react so cold-hearted.

“We took care of it” she stood up. Something passed through my chest and stabbed my heart. “And we found a way to erase you from her memories, so you can leave forever this time”

“What do you mean…” I asked as I lose strength in my legs, “With ‘took care’? What does it mean?” I could barely keep standing, could barely breathe.

She fucking smirked. I wanted to kill her.

“What else could it mean? Something that should’ve never happen, happened; we, as her parents, had to do something to correct it.”

A thousand thoughts ran through my mind as I felt my raging fire burning my skin.

“You may burn this house down if you wish,” she said with a pleased smile, “we’re leaving it anyway”

I aimed to the chair in front of me, I thought of burning everything including myself but she looked so expectant that I had to control myself.

“What? You can’t?” she took her phone out and showed me her screen.

There was a video of her, her mouth gagged, eyes wide open and white, some idiot’s hands were holding her head and I couldn’t hear it but I knew she was screaming.

“In a minute all of the life you tried to build together turned to nothing, I wish we could’ve done this before” she said viciously.

“That’s your daughter, stupid old bitch!” I yelled at her and slowly turned the flames down. “How can you let somebody hurt her?”

I realized that she really was trying to manipulate me and I wasn’t going to let that happen, she wouldn’t win anything from me.

“Now you look like before. Disgusting, wretched…”

“Go fuck yourself!” I shouted and she frowned.

“You’re disgusting,” she said again.

“And you’re a monster!” I yelled from the bottom of my guts. “That’s why she hates you and no quirk can erase that! Even if they could, in five minutes she’d turn her back on you again”

“Leave, now” she commanded.

“I thought you wanted me to burn this place down, what if I only burn you to ashes?” I raised my hand and she teleported out of my sight, “I knew you’d do that”

I ran upstairs and looked inside every room, they were empty, even her old bedroom. I was too gentle to that old bitch, I thought as I hit the floor on my knees; dark smoke came out of my hands and mouth, I shook myself to let it out but I couldn’t fight it anymore.

A growing blaze of blue fire came out of my mouth as I screamed, rotting in the burning pain of my mind tricking me. Recalling a bunch of silly things we used to do when we were younger: messy top-lip first kisses, teleporting together and actually falling because she messed up, her unbelievable capacity to make things up when she was losing an argument…

Since the bedroom was empty, the only thing I turned to ashes was the wallpaper. I checked the attic, just in case, and I was just walking out of the basement when a bodyguard crossed my path.

“Police is coming, you should leave” he said and walked away.

Then, I left. I wandered around the places we used to go, places we used to hide after school, where we had our first kiss, where she said she loved me for the first time and a thousand times later, even looked up when I walked by the building she jumped off once. We were talking about it not so long ago.

“Can we always be this close?” she said while cuddling just the other night, her voice vibrated in the back of my mind. The image of her body shaking, soaking wet in the shower squeezed my heart.

I didn’t go to work or called anyone since my phone melted before, I don’t know when I arrived to our apartment but I just laid in bed for a while.

Somebody knocked the door a few times, it happened in different occasions but I didn’t open it. I never got up. I heard steps and voices but everything was numb and blurred, then I saw her face but it wasn’t her, it couldn’t be her.

“Dabi, you’ll be fine,” she said.

“Don’t worry, kid, we got you” that was a male voice but I couldn’t recognize it.

There were flashing lights, everything around was turning brighter and I felt nothing as if I was a ghost.

“Maybe I died,” I thought — or I think I thought.

I heard a laugh.

“You were close,” someone said. “And you scared me to death, can you feel my hand?”

I felt nothing, but that voice was clear now, it was Hana’s.

“Where am I?” I asked, I opened my eyes but the light was too bright and it made me press my eyelids again.

“You’re at the hospital; did you really try to die? Because I’ve known you for a good amount of time and I don’t think you’re the kind of guy that settles with trying”

“I was tired, shocked, I think I fainted,” I mumbled.

“That’s why I wanted to go with you, I knew something bad happened, I felt it in my heart,” she said with a tone in her voice as if she was about to cry. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there”

“DABI!” Haruma yelled as he opened the door.

“Behave! We’re at a hospital,” Tanaka was behind him and Beanie too, he brought some juice as a gift. “You lost weight”

“Hey, kid” he saluted doing a peace sign.

“I called them, we all found you last night,” Hana said and proceeded to explain to me everything that happened:

She was the first to go and knock on our door but nobody opened; the next morning Tanaka went to my place, later that same day Haruma went and asked my neighbors but they didn’t see anyone get in or out. Hana went back the next morning and met Beanie at the elevator, they asked the manager of the building about us and found out the contract remain intact.

Finally, that same night they all went together and convinced the manager to open the door. Found me lying in bed, I wasn’t moving so they thought I killed myself but I made a noise, apparently mumbled something they couldn’t understand and I can’t remember.

I apologized, ashamed how pathetic I must look right now.

“If you have energy to feel sorry, save it to recover, kid, and drink this” Beanie handed me a can of juice.

“I don’t have energy at all,” I confessed.

“You know, at first I thought they sent her away,” Hana told me, rubbed her left arm maybe wondering if she should talk about it in front of them, “but she hasn’t contacted me at all and it’s strange. What did they tell you?”

Normally I wouldn’t tell them, but Hana deserved to know at least the short version. I clenched my fists while speaking.

“Rich people are horrible,” Haruma said and grinned, “That’s why I don’t have any money”

“Shut up, your jokes are the worst,” Tanaka said, he chuckled though.

“If she’s still in Japan, we could find her,” Hana said resolute.

“But if it’s true and she doesn’t remember…” Beanie tried to elaborate but Hana talked faster than he did.

“I don’t care! Brainwashing, magic quirks or whatever they did to her, we have to find my best friend. She fell in love with you once, she’ll do it again, Dabi; and about the baby, I don’t buy it. I know her father and he’s a big fan of quirks like yours. He worships quirks; my dad and he used to gather around with other people at the manor and talk about some meta liberation thing, it was like a cult, they scared me and I only got over it thanks to her, I need her”

Tanaka raised his hand.

“I hate to break it to you, but if they managed to erase her memory once, they could do it again”

“Well, we could...” Hana bit her lip “you could run away together, she always talked about that”

“You’re being too optimistic and it’s normal when you’re in your twenties, but you gotta keep a cool head, sweetie,” Beanie said, “I managed to find somebody that knows her at work and they told me she was moved to America’s office”

“America?!” Haruma whistled, surprised.

This was pointless; I clenched my fists harder, wishing none of this was real. A nurse came in and asked Hana for help.

“Whatever you want to do, we support you, we’re like family now,” Tanaka told me when Hana left the room.

I didn’t know what I wanted to do, I just knew I wanted her back home with me. I wanted to go to our apartment and find her sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee on her hand, watching an old and stupid American movie.

“You know, we could hire a detective from a hero’s agency” Haruma suggested and I couldn’t help to laugh, “hey I’m not a fan of heroes but they’ve got quirks that could make locating people way easier, they’d find her faster than a regular detective”

“And what would he tell them?” Beanie asked him. “‘My in-laws kidnapped my pregnant girlfriend, find her’?”

“Why are you being such a bummer, Beanie? That’s not like you!” Haruma crossed his arms, annoyed.

“I talked to people that worked with her, they said her parents were keeping eyes on her and she was being cautious about something; they heard her crying in the bathroom and… I just feel pity for her and I think if she’s still pregnant it’s better to let her go through it in a peaceful environment.”

“And what if she’s not?” Haruma asked and my heart shrank. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be mean,” he told me.

“Or what if they forced her to marry somebody else after brainwashing her?” Tanaka said it as if he was thinking aloud, “You know, to keep the pregnancy. Fire quirks are quite common”

“Then they’d pretend her baby belongs to the other man” Beanie agreed to Tanaka and continued: “Think of all the stress it could cause her if you show up at her door claiming to be her baby’s daddy and she doesn’t even know you now”

I yawned, not because I was bored but because I was tired, too tired to even think or join the conversation. Hana came back.

“What were you talking about?” she asked and Haruma elaborated a resume. “Well, I’ll find her on my own if I have to; they’d have to erase her whole life to remove me from her memories. I have to leave you alone, got a lot of work to do”

She left the room pretty worked up.

“She’s stubborn, I like her” Haruma smirked.

“Don’t you dare,” I warned him.

“She’s a doctor; she doesn’t have time for love anyway”

“She’s prettier, younger and smarter than you, you don’t even stand a chance” Tanaka made fun of him and Haruma squealed.

I chuckled.

“Are you feeling better?” Beanie asked me with a smile.

“No”

I was shattered, but I got used to them fighting like that.

They stayed a little longer; changed the subject and lighten my mood. I fell asleep as soon as they left me alone. I slept for more than fifteen hours and they discharged me of the hospital soon.

Going back home knowing she wasn’t there felt wrong. She was the reason I got this place; she was… everything.

I paced the apartment a few times, and then I looked at the kitchen and it hit me: her silhouette dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light. I shook my head, took a deep breath — I had to go out for a walk.

I searched in every convenience store for soju. I didn’t like it but she did and just when I paid, Haruma came along; I noticed he had a backpack.

“Take it easy!” He told me, “You just got discharged. I’ma buy something to eat, wait”

He bought instant ramen, chips and took me back to my apartment. It was mine now, only mine, and it killed me.

“I suspected you wouldn’t wanna be here, but you have to. You can’t go back to work right now, you’ve gotta fix your mess” He was surprised when he saw the apartment clean, “Well, I wasn’t talking about this but it’s a good start”

While we were eating and drinking, he didn’t try to talk about anything else to keep my mind distracted, he tried to undo the riddle in my mind instead; I appreciated he didn’t use his quirk on me.

“I don’t know why you don’t like heroes, but I happen to know one that may find out if she’s still in Japan”

I cold stared at him and he sighed.

“I think Beanie was kinda right and you shouldn’t just go and knock her door if she doesn’t know you anymore, but if I was you — well, fuck it, I wouldn’t be able to sleep not knowing what happened to my baby”

He took a book out of his backpack; I also notice he brought some clothes in it, “have you seen this before?”

I took it; it had a red cover and a stupid title ‘Meta Liberation War’. I shook my head and opened the book.

“A girl left it at my place long ago, when your girlfriend’s friend mentioned the meta liberation, it ringed something in my mind and when I got back home I remembered. She was crazy as fuck but in a good way”

I read a random page in silence. It was a self-centered book strategically written to provoke the masses against the government claiming the free use of quirks is a human right.

“This is stupid” I said and put the book aside.

“I know” he mumbled while eating, “but it’s the kind of organization that needs empathy and money to subsist, and wealthy people like her family can patronize at least one. Why did you buy soju?”

“She liked it; her father’s family is from South Korea”

“Any chance she’s with them?”

“She kept in touch with her grandma, but her father wasn’t in good terms with them for some reason”

“Did they ever match her with a suitor?” he asked and I looked at him. “They did?”

“Yes, around three months ago”

“Do you think he likes her enough to marry her knowing she’s waiting?”

“No. He’s stupid but he’s proud”

“Argh! Everything’s too complicated!” He sighed and let himself fall on his back, exhausted.

Haruma stayed over for two days, it was like having a brother again, except that this time I was the youngest. I learned a few things about being the eldest; one of them was that I sucked as an older brother.

Back to work, they gave me a warm welcome. I thought it would be awkward to go back there, now that I had no reason to stay… but not much changed, only Momo — she finally left me alone.

I kept in touch with Hana for a while, she hired Haruma’s suggested hero and sent me a few messages and voice records of people declaring they saw her at inaccurate locations across the country. Hana traveled a couple of times, but it was in vain.

I assumed Beanie was right, maybe she and the baby were fine and living a peaceful life now — without me. I still hoped to find her someday, maybe walking on the sidewalk pushing a stroller. I longed to see at least a glimpse of her smile.

Eventually, Hana stopped updating me and I just lost track of time. A month, two months, three months or more passed and I still couldn’t believe it nor understand how we ended up like this. The both of us were so unlucky, we had such shitty parents willing to keep us down bad to fulfill their own goals and expectations.

I got in jail a few times for setting trees on fire, setting garbage on fire and even abandoned buildings — it helped me to steam off. Tanaka and Beanie paid my bail a few times.

“You can’t keep doing this” Beanie scolded me the last time, “there are millions of girls, find another one, move on”

“Or I might just die” I said, “It’ll make no difference”

He looked at me concerned; they tried to take care of me, but I couldn’t even pretend that I gave a shit about anything after all the things I did just to settle for a regular life with her.

I shattered the mirror on the bathroom’s wall when I realized how fucking small and pathetic I was. I would’ve taken my eyeballs out just to never see my own face again.

The day I decided to take a turn came after I heard the news about a heroes’ killer in Hosu; Haruma showed everyone a video of him – some fans posted his biography online.

“He’s wrong” I said, “True heroes don’t exist”

“That was bold, you idiot” Momo reproached me. “I like some heroes, like All Might and Hawks” she let a weird sigh out.

“Are you in heat?” Haruma made fun of her.

“There’s no use in fighting other people’s beliefs, Momo” Tanaka said and looked at me. “You keep losing weight. Are you coming to work tomorrow?”

“Sure”

By day, I found myself back to what I used to do for a living. I didn’t need the cash, I enjoyed making people scream, cry and suffer; also, my old boss was the right person to find a connection to the so called ‘League of Villains’ the heroes’ killer supposedly belonged.

It didn’t take long when I met Shigaraki; I quit my job and abandoned the apartment. I moved on along with the League of Villains even though I didn’t want a society with true heroes like Stain.

I wanted a world with no heroes at all, so I planned to use the League of Villains to fulfill my goal — I started murdering for real, and I tried to don’t lose my mind with every single step we took until we fought the Meta Liberation Army.

It brought memories back, that day in Deika City something wasn’t right. After defeating them, we merged to the Paranormal Liberation Front, the members of the league were introduce as lieutenants, and I saw her again inside the main headquarters.

Her hair was shorter, her clothes were all black and vague for her body size —she lost weight— and she was holding a white haired baby, she looked at me and that’s the closest I’ve been in a long time to feel my heart explode, I stood there staring as she walked toward the asshole with the ice quirk.

“My love” she called him that and it made me want to die.

I couldn’t help to stare at them walking together with his arm around her waist and she turned her head to me one time, the spark in her eyes was gone. I wanted to beat the shit out of that lame excuse of an understudy, but I had to find out how she ended up here first and I couldn’t trust anyone with this.

One day I got her alone, she was rocking her baby trying to make him sleep, I put my hand on her shoulder and she jumped, teleported only two meters away but she took me with them.

“I’m sorry, it was a reflex, but you didn’t fall,” she said impressed. I kept looking into her eyes, waiting for a sign that she was able to recognize me.

“You’re not a soldier,” I said and she seemed nervous. Any sign will do, I thought.

“No – my husband, Geten, is a lieutenant. Did my baby’s crying annoy you? I’m sorry, I’ll just go back to our room”

She was different; it wasn’t just that she forgot about me. I put my hand on her shoulder.

“Come to my room,” I said. “I’ll help you out”

“But…”

“Come” I put my hand on her back now and led her. “What’s his name?”

She was nervous —I felt her back sweating a little but it could’ve been because of her big black sweater — but she followed my way.

“Touya” she said and I smirked, for a moment of stupidity I thought she meant me.

“That’s a great name”

Little Touya liked fire, I lit a flame in my hand in front of him and switched it’s temperature and color and he was like hypnotized by it, when he tried to touch it I turned it off and he made a face and attempted to cry.

She giggled when Touya bawled because the flame disappeared. She wasn’t herself anymore, she turned quieter and fearful.

Talking to her, I realized she was confused; she was in Deika City before and she evacuated only an hour before the League of Villains arrived, but the most remarkable thing is that she had mixed memories.

Most of the things we lived together were still there, but it was different and she wasn’t sure when she told me certain things. Now I had to find the person that messed with her brain and fix this, fix her.

And then what?, I thought as I walked to Re-Destro’s shitty office. I wasn’t gonna play games or pretend anything, I showed him a picture and asked directly what his people did to her. He looked confused, and then it hit him.

“That’s Geten’s wife. Her father’s been patronizing the liberation for decades, she had some issues and they sent her to Deika City, we helped them to remake her life”

“How?”

“Why are you asking…?”

I punched him in the face with fire in my fist; it probably hurt me more than him.

“If I bring Shigaraki along will you still make questions?” The mention of Shigaraki turned him to a scary cat, “tell me who brainwashed her and if they can undo it now”

I learned three important things about what happened to her:

The person with the brainwash quirk died back in Deika City and even he wouldn’t be able to undo it, he was a new member and lacked training. She was use as a lab rat.

They didn’t erase her memory as I believed, they changed the faces of the people she loved the most, they started with me, then Hana and even her parents; so they abandoned her, they never cared, they simply loathed me.

Replacing me with Geten was too difficult because of the nature of his quirk didn’t match her memories with me, they caged her, tamed her and they’d call her crazy or stupid every time she questioned anything.

Re-Destro assumed her situation would be permanent since the man that messed with her brain died and she was still under his quirk’s effect, but gave me hope saying it could be like amnesia and she might get her memories back if I try to bond again with her.

“Anyhow, she’s married and Geten took the role of her husband extremely serious,” said lastly, “I wouldn’t mess with her if I was you, but that’s just my personal opinion”

I didn’t give a fuck about it, I wanted to hold her in my arms again, I would’ve beg on my knees for her to look at my face and know who I am.

If she would’ve recognize me since the moment that I saw her again I think I would’ve drop everything then, take her hand and pack her things to leave this place, I’d leave everything for them, I was ready now.

Sadly, it didn’t happen, and things turned out this way.

“You look like shit,” Mr. Compress said to me when he saw me.

“I also feel like shit”

“It’s not like you to just accept an insult”

This was one of those days where I longed to take her in my arms, make love and cuddle; having her so close but being unable to do it was killing me.

Every day I would make a way to find her and talk a little, I created every opportunity to bond with her and make little Touya laugh, but every night I’d lay in bed alone staring at the ceiling.

Hana’s words resonated in my mind: “She fell in love with you once, she’ll do it again”

I was getting tired of being a stranger loving her from afar and the way my heart would race when I see her walking around rocking Touya, I wanted to be her side so bad it was causing me physical pain.

One afternoon, I was too tired when I found her in the kitchen alone, she greeted me and I walked towards her, grabbed her arms and put my head on her shoulder.

“Don’t move,” I whispered and took a deep breath, her aroma filled my nose and made me want to cry.

“Are you okay?” she asked me but I kept silent. Somebody walked in and she got all nervous, “this is not what it looks like! He’s sick, we should call the nurses!”

I let myself fall on her a little to play my part and she held me tenderly, put one hand on my head and the other on my back.

“Take him to the infirmary, you can teleport,” a woman said.

“You’re right!” she exclaimed before teleporting.

Only for that, I let go of myself a little and kept my eyes closed as if I had passed out. She and the nurse laid me on one of the beds in the infirmary and closed the curtain, I heard the nurse questioning her about how she was doing and it caught my curiosity.

“I heard you burned yourself the other day, what will you tell Touya about all the marks you’ve got underneath that sweater?” the nurse scolded her.

“I’m sorry. I’ll make sure he’ll never see them”

“I’m not a psychologist but it’s not healthy to hold on to pain like you’re doing”

“I’m sorry. Pain feels good, it feels familiar,” she said lacking emotions.

The nurse let a long sigh out.

“You look tired too, go and rest in bed at least fifteen minutes, ok?”

She didn’t say anything, I saw her silhouette coming close and closing the curtain before laying on the bed next to mine. Heard steps walking out, probably the nurse’s, and I attempt to open the curtain separating us, but she stood up.

I closed my eyes when she aimed to slide the curtain that was in the between the both of us.

“You look familiar,” she murmured, I felt she sat in my bed, she tucked my hair and I grabbed her wrist. She squealed terrified. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

I shushed her and sat before rolling up her sleeve, she had cut marks all over her arm, I checked her other arm and it was the same.

“Take off your sweater” I commanded and she obeyed, she didn’t even try to defend herself, I rolled up her blouse only enough to see the big dark burn marks over her abdomen, also a few scars like dots above her belly button. “What is this?” I asked but she stayed quiet. “Who did this to you?”

“I can’t say, I’m sorry”

She looked down the whole time, pressing her eyes closed. I poked her forehead and she looked at me. All these years, I made sure nothing would ever happen to her, I made sure she was safe and kept her body intact only for her to end up like this minute her parents step in between us.

I want to kill them, I thought, I’m going to kill them.

“I never belonged to the Meta Liberation Army” I said to calm her down a little, “I’m a former member of the league of villains, I don’t believe or follow any of Re-Destro’s ideals”

She looked at me, still quiet, her eyes turned reddish as if she was holding her bad temper. Her true self was captive inside there, but she was unable to let her go. I poked her forehead.

“You can tell me,what happened, missy?” I asked calmly. For a second I saw her old spark in her eyes, she doubted but she opened up.

She told me about Re-Destro and three other men; they kept her isolated and she was unable to use her quirk for a long time due to some injections they forced on her, Re-Destro told her it was an initiation rite to join the meta liberation army before letting her alone with the others.

She confessed with teary eyes that she didn’t remember how long they kept her apart or being pregnant; and they basically tortured and slaughter her body right after Touya was born.

I barely managed to keep a straight face while she narrated the horrors she was forced to endure, but deep down my boiling blood was irritating my veins. I asked her if Geten was one of the guys that hurt her.

“No, he’s not! Everything stopped when I met Geten, they let me go out and I could be with Touya! When we got married, he protected us”

Her eyes shimmered the same way they used to shine for me. I looked the other way.

“Damn, you’re pretty” I mumbled upset.

I didn’t want anybody to know or even suspect, but I started to be more gentle with her, not only because of my past feelings but because I felt guilty; the person that I knew and loved was destroyed long ago and I didn’t even try to save her. I also damned Beanie in my mind.

However, seeing her face everyday lightened my mood; and when I was able to hold Touya my heart would skip a beat.

“He really likes you,” she said one morning, only to kill me with her next words, “he only plays like that with Geten”

“How did you pick his name?” I asked her just to change the subject.

“Oh, it was stuck in my mind. For some reason I used to dream with a little red haired kid named Touya, he also had ocean blue eyes so when I held him and saw his eyes for the first time, I immediately thought it was him in my dreams; I must be crazy, right?”

She used to call herself crazy or stupid often, I started to scold her about it. Touya did have blue eyes like mine, but they had her spark.

“No, you’re not” I told her, “A good parent knows their kid”

“Yeah, I suppose. Do you have kids?”

I looked at her, longing to tell her Touya was mine, I hardly swallowed my saliva.

“Why…?”

“You’re too good with Touya, I’m sorry if I crossed a boundary”

“I have… siblings, I’m the eldest”

She looked at me as if something clicked in her mind.

“I’m sorry, what was your last name?” she shook her head and smiled, I noticed she forced herself to smile.

I looked around; we were completely alone, maybe I could test something real fast. I raised my hand and burned the camera.

“Todoroki” I said.

Her smile disappeared; her gaze looked at me up and down. 

“No, you can’t be” her voice and eyes were shivering.

She looked dizzy, her eyes turned white and I approached her immediately but she pushed me.

“NO! Don’t touch me! Who are you?” she screamed and scared Touya, “GO AWAY!”

I heard steps rushing to the kitchen, no one was touching her but she was screaming in pain and far from feeling sad or confused, I wanted to murder every person that contributed to revolve her brain.

A bunch of people I didn’t know, and Twice with Hawks, came in the kitchen and approached her but she only screamed louder and teleported out of my sight.

“Twice, report her to whoever’s in the cameras” I said as I ran out of the kitchen.

“OKAY! What? I’m on it!”

“Anyone report her immediately! She’s confused and can teleport anywhere!”

I ran to the elevator, she had to be outside. Touya started crying but I couldn’t help it, finding her was my priority.

Just when I crossed the front door, I saw her sitting at steps of the entrance and the ice jerk was on his knees, holding her in his arms, Hawks — that traitor hero — was standing next to them with that stupid smirk I hated; they turned to me when they heard Touya crying.

“Touya!” She stood up, “I’m sorry, mama’s okay now,” she said when she reached him and held him again.

“Go inside” the ice jerk told her, then eye-sided me, “may I have a word?” I didn’t move, she walked inside and we stayed there. “Alone” he addressed Hawks.

“Ah? I’m not used to be unchaperoned here”

“You’ll be fine,” I said “go and find Twice”

He walked inside, leaving us alone at the entrance; I looked down on the ice jerk the whole time.

“I know who you are,” he said resolute.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I know why you’re doing this, I know why you’re crossing paths with her in every room and hallway and I know why you’re playing with Touya at every chance you get. I let it happen because I thought she was fine but now I’m going to ask you to stop”

“How did you know?”

I supposed Re-Destro told him, but his answer pissed me off:

“I suspected it since day one; I confirmed it when she told me about the first night that you approached her. After all, she’s my wife and she comes to my bed every night”

I felt the urge to incinerate his head but I burst a laugh.

“You almost sound like you care for her!”

“I do,” he said.

“You don’t let other’s slaughter the ones you love,” I said dead serious and he frowned.

“I took her as my wife, that is my child she’s holding now and you don’t fit in their lives”

“Your child, uh” I said as I lit my blue flames, “What will you do when ‘your child’ turn on like this?”

“We’re doing this?” he stood in a defensive pose.

“Dabi” Mr. Compress’ voice came from the camera at the entrance “I’m quite sure you know this, but don’t fight the other lieutenants, we’re kind of comrades now”

I raised my hand, Shigaraki wouldn’t notice if we had one less lieutenant.

“DABI!” Twice screamed from the camera now, “I did what you said, now you listen to me, we’re all friends here! Calm down and come back inside!”

“Come on, just don’t make things awkward,” Mr. Compress said uncomfortable.

I didn’t calm down but I extinguished my flames and walked inside the building. I had no choice, I had to play my part; after that day, I started to avoid her and for a few days, we were fine on the outside.

We’ve been here at least three months and she barely changed, maybe it was time to give up but fuck it, I was in love — we were in love — and no one would ever know me or love me the way she did.

“I’ve been thinking this for a while,” Hawks said behind me. “Who is she?”

“Who?” Twice asked.

“She’s gone again. The lady with the infant, do you remember her?”

I stopped thinking and walked back on my steps.

“We’re not supposed to talk about her, she’s not meant to be a soldier” I heard Twice saying.

She wasn’t following us, I thought, I would’ve notice. I was only avoiding her for her own good; she had no reason to follow me, unless she remembered.

So what if she remembers?, I thought as I walked into the camera’s room, checked the records and I saw her following me a few meters away in every hallway and she’d teleport here and there, keeping a safe distance. She was stalking me even now when I entered this room.

“Is something wrong?”

Somebody asked me, but I didn’t answer; I saw her on another screen going upstairs, she wasn’t wearing her sweater and she had bandages wrapped from her left elbow down to her hand.

“Where do those stairs go?” I asked.

“These lead to the roof”

I rushed there, she did it on purpose, I had no evidence but I knew it, she could’ve teleported but she didn’t, she walked upstairs and stared at the camera for five seconds, I counted them – perhaps, I was losing myself again.

The door was lock.

“Fuck my life,” I said as I tried to melt the metal.

“You’re here,” her voice was soft.

She appeared behind me, I turned my flames off and looked at her face too close to mine; her eyes looked distressed, she held my arm and teleported us to the other side of the door; her eyes locked in mine, analyzing them.

“You’re not dizzy, most people feel dizzy or throw up the first times that I teleport them”

My back was against the door and she put her hands on it. The door was hot as hell but she didn’t take her hands off.

“Way to go, tiger” I said and her eyes widened. I looked over and saw the camera.

“I broke it” she said and I touched her face unconsciously, she didn’t move; her gaze was different, her pupils were dilated. I took her hands, being careful with the left, and she stepped back.

“How did you end up here?” I asked.

“My… Geten brought me…”

“No, here in the roof”

She looked down, pressed her lips, wrinkled up her nose and blinked a lot. It was like if she was a computer’s glitch. I held her shoulders.

If she teleports she’ll have to take me with her, I thought.

“I…”

She bit her lips, her eyes turned white again, and she grabbed her little finger and broke it in a matter of seconds. She screamed from the pain with her eyes closed and I took her hand to unwrap the bandage slowly; she had more cuts than before, also burn marks and now her broken finger.

Knowing it was all self-inflicted made me wish I was dead.

“I hate it here” she whined keeping her eyes closed while a single tear fell, “You know me, don’t you?”

“I do,” I said and she opened her eyes to look at me, upset.

“Since before all of this, right? That’s why Geten told me to stay away from you”

“Who did this to you?”

“I did.”

“No, this” I put my hand in her head “What did they do to your mind?”

“My mind?” she whispered, “they put my head under cold water until I lost conscience, they put handcuffs on my ankles and wrists and I used to wake up in a bathtub filled with my own blood before they put it all back inside my veins”

She didn’t seem to remember she told me all of this before, but this time was different, she wasn’t holding back, she was mad and made my heart beat like a drum.

“Who did…?” I asked.

“Re-Destro’s little bitches!” she interrupted me and I knew she was there standing right in front of me.

That’s my girl!, I thought and she continued:

“One of them used to – come at night and he put his hands on my head and… electrocute it, I felt like he was taking parts of my brain out, that was the least hard part”

I wanted to keep talking to her. I thought that I got her back and we could pack her stuff, take Touya and get the fuck out of here but suddenly the heroes ambushed the building.

“Touya” she gasped and I grabbed her arm; she teleported to her room, Touya was sleeping serenely. I grabbed her shoulders.

“Listen! Take Touya and go as far as you can, take a taxi when you get tired or when it’s safe and go to Kyushu, find the Nara Clinic and ask for Hana”

“Who’s Hana?” she asked but we were running out of time.

“Just do as I say! I’m going to find you. I promise I’m going to find you”

“Why should I listen to you?” she stepped back.

“Because…”

Geten came running in the room; he looked at us clearly annoyed.

“We don’t have time for this, take Touya and leave,” he told her but she stood there with her eyes wide open “Leave! Nobody’s going to go after you, you’re free to leave now!” he ran out and left us alone again.

“Go and find Hana” I repeated, “Miyamura Hana, she’ll be happy to see you, she’ll take care of the both of you”

She took Touya and looked at me with weary eyes. I just wanted to hold her one last time, but I stood there.

“Don’t let the stupid heroes catch you,” I said and she nodded before disappearing.

A part of me wished she had ask me to go with them. Now I only had to find that hero traitor. She’ll be fine, I thought, even if we never meet again.

It's okay if it takes a little longer than you thought.