prologue
There was nothing more corrupt than the Pro-Hero's and their use of children to fight their battles.
Their use of children who are brainwashed into thinking they are useless if they are quirkless and to look down on those without quirks. So many traumatized yet expected to carry on and die before they even hit age twenty.
You always thought the hero's and their ridiculous schools were corrupt.
The thought of them brought you rage and truth be told that is exactly why you never followed your parents advice. They pestered you more and more everyday to be more like your brother and join the hero's.
Now look at him. Look at them.
Look at you.
"So do you have any questions about anything?"
You stand up and dust off your black jeans. Your brows pinch together in thought yet you admire the white roses placed on the grave. Your eyes fall to Toga's pale face, currently glowing and illuminated by the moonlight.
She was all you had left. You'd never admit it openly as she did but you both held love for each other. Meeting one another in this exact grave sight what seems like forever ago.
"Why are you so adamant about me joining the league?",you inquire while turning and stepping over flowers and around gravestones. Toga blew a raspberry and ran a hand through her blonde locks,"You're amazing (Y/N) and with your quirk we could use someone like you."
You scoff gently as you link arms with the cherry bomb and walk through the closed off cemetery,"Yeah as a human shield." With a soft sigh you run a hand across your locks,"How are we getting there anyway? Isn't the bar across the city?" Togas grin spreads wider as she unlinks her arm from yours and cocks her chin forward.
You furrow your brows in question before looking past the broken fence and a soft gasp escapes your lips. Running across the dewy grass quickly your arms wrap around Dabi's neck and his arms slither around your waist. He lifts and twirls you with ease a wide grin on his scarred features.
Dabi allows your feet to touch the floor once more yet his grip on you doesn't loosen,"Miss me?" He asks with a bit of cockiness to his tone and you roll your eyes. Pushing back his spiked black hair you shrug and sigh heavily,"Mm...not really." You dramatically turn your gaze away from him.
He chuckles lowly and brings one hand to gently grip your chin,"No need to lie, sweetheart." He forces you to look at him while his other hand rests on your hip.
You gently pull your bottom lip between your teeth while looking up into his glowing eyes. But you both look back in slight annoyance as Toga clears her throat.
"Sorry to interrupt...whatever that was—but we should get going, Giran said he's very busy and you know how Shigaraki can be...",Toga said with a slight scrunch of her nose. Dabi rolls his eyes and snorts while turning around and opening the passenger side door for you.
"That freak can go to Hell. But let's go, dork.",he knocks the top of your head and you narrow your eyes while swatting at his hand. He gives you a playful grin as you get into the car, shutting the door after.
As you drive towards the hideout beneath the bar you begin to grow slightly worried. When Dabi and Toga were recruited it did not go smoothly in the slightest. Dabi was scolded for hours when he returned back home with you.
His rudeness always got him into near death situations. And you did not like that one bit. But you figured out soon enough it was naturally who he was and you wouldn't be able to fix that.
You looked down to his hand resting on your thigh and back to his side profile as he looked ahead. His brows were pinched together in thought and he was tightening his jaw.
Something's bugging him...
With Toga loudly humming in the back and Dabi's reputation held highly you figured you'd ask later.
So you turned and looked out of the window and admired the scenery.
You were unknown to the way Dabi looked at you once he felt your eyes off of him. You were never the observational one in the relationship. Truth be told he was worried about you joining the league. But he would never tell you what to do, mainly because he didn't want to be yelled at for hours about how you're your own woman.
He would also never tell you he was worried due to his inability to express his emotions.
"Dabi you'll stay here, okay! Great!",Toga smiled as she jumped out of the car and you followed after. Dabi snorted and stepped out of the car, pocketing the keys and pulling a cigarette out of his jacket pocket,"The fuck I am."
Toga turned to Dabi with furrowed brows,"Dabi...we need this to go smoothly and you are...an asshole." Dabi glares at Toga who links your arms once more. With a soft laugh you look to Dabi and smile playfully while placing one hand on your hip. Your tone is teasing yet its a serious question.
"Will you behave?"
Dabi flips you the bird before turning and stepping back into the car.
Toga hums with satisfaction before leading you into the bar. The usually loud bar is now quiet, no one occupies any of the tables. Just a few people by the bar.
"Hey everyone!",Toga loudly makes your presence known to the other three men at the bar. All but one turn to you. You walk forward with your hands in the pockets of Dabi's leather jacket. It smells of his cologne and cigarettes.
The man made up entirely of purple mist you know as Kurogiri, his glowing yellow eyes look at you as he straightens his tie. The man just leaning against the bar with a glass of scotch in his hand is the greedy business man who brought Toga and Dabi, you think he goes by Giran.
The last man you know all too much about. Tomura Shigaraki.
"I'm (Y/N). It's a pleasure to meet you all.",you greet them politely while brushes back a lock of your hair. Kurogiri hums in satisfaction to know you may not be a difficult candidate. Shigaraki turns on his stool and looks at you, his eyes narrow behind the large hand covering his face.
"You've brought another annoying amateur. Fantastic.",he spits out with a bit of rudeness. You furrow your brows and step towards him with a scoff, yet before you can speak Giran places a hand on your shoulder.
"She is anything but. She is skilled in multiple languages and many forms of combat. And with her...abilities I feel it would be wise to accept her.",Giran says while removing his hand and placing down the glass of alcohol.
You look to Shigaraki who's eyes still remain narrowed,"What can she contribute? Fighting and speaking languages is something any low-life can achieve."
You narrow your eyes in irritation but they widen when Toga comes up from behind you and shoves you,"This!"
Everyones eyes widen and they gasp as you fall onto Shigaraki, knocking him back. The stool clatters to the ground and he lets out a soft "oof" when his back hits the hardwood floors.
You blink back and rise up from his chest with pinched brows,"Thats enough of this.",Shigaraki says and Kurogiri's eyes widen as Shigaraki's hand presses against the side of your face.
Shigaraki grins behind the hand yet it falters when he realizes nothing is happening. Giran grins with pride thinking about the cash he is soon to inherit and Kurogiri blinks back.
You're still as Shigaraki's other hand comes up to touch the opposite side of your face. With reddening cheeks you smack his hands away and get off of him, you turn and glare at Toga but she simply smiles cheerily.
"You didn't...",Shigaraki starts as you dust yourself off. You look down at him while crossing your arms over your chest,"I'm aware. If you weren't a dick and didn't immediately disregard me you would have been told that."
Shigaraki jumps up to his feet and lunges at you. Both Toga and Giran step aside and you grab Shigaraki's hand. His angered eyes widen once more as your interlace your fingers.
Her hands...are so soft...
You swing your fist at him and he falls to the ground with a grunt. But he's just as quick and resistant, jumping back to his feet. Yet before you can prepare yourself to fight him Kurogiri raises a hand,"Thats enough you two."
Shigaraki's hands shake at his sides as he looks to Kurogiri and then to you. You glare at him and cross your arms over your chest. The only reason he doesn't lunge at you once more is due to the fact he's still processing your not disintegrated body.
"So you're immune to only Tomura's quirk?",Kurogiri questions with his deep voice and you shake your head.
"I'm immune to any and every quirk. And...",you hold out your hand and Toga hurries forward, seemingly pulling a knife out of nowhere. The three men watch as you press the blade as hard as you possibly can into your neck yet it never pierces. You even drag it across roughly.
In fact when you push harder the knife itself begins to bend. But before it can you hand it to Toga, not wanting to ruin her knife.
"I'm indestructible to anything.",you state and Kurogiri looks to Shigaraki. Shigaraki's eyes are planted on you for a few moments before he snorts,"Fine."
As you walk to discuss matters to Kurogiri as he pays up to Giran Shigaraki looks down at his shaking hand. He clears his throat as he attempts to wipe the feeling of your soft hand interlaced with his.
I can touch her...