Hey guys! Wow! 20 followers already!? I only posted one chapter! Anyway, before I start this chapter, I just want to say that I probably wrote Shigaraki OOC. I've never written him before. I really hope you enjoy this chapter!
DISCLAIMER: BNHA does not belong to me! Only Mirai does.
Deku's feet hit a wooden floor as Kurogiri desposted them...where were they? He glanced over at Mirai, only to see her crouched on the floor with her hands over her mouth, groaning.
"I hate warping…" she mumbled, slowly getting to her feet. "Stupid Kurogiri…" The shadowy villain looked away, pretending not to hear the insult.
"So, you're back. And you brought someone with you." Deku's head shot up as he heard a raspy voice coming from in front of him. Perched in front of the bar on a stool was a man. A disembodied hand covered his face, but Deku could see that he was frowning. "What have I told you about bringing people back with you Mirai?!"
"Let Kurogiri explain," Mirai groaned. "I'm going to throw up." With those parting words, Mirai bolted out of the room with a familiarity that suggested she knew this place very well. The man sitting on the barstool turned his head towards Kurogiri, who was standing besides Deku.
"Well?" He asked. "Explain." His tone made it clear that this was an order. Kurogiri sighed before sulking behind the bar.
"Mirai dragged me out, giving me no reason why she wanted to go out, made us wait in an alley for about three hours, and freaked out when this kid walked past." Pausing, Kurogiri gestured to Deku. "She introduced us and asked him to join the league. Apparently he's really important." The man gave Deku a once over, as if he was trying to intimidate him. If that was his intention, then it worked.
"I'm guessing he said yes." It wasn't a question, but Kurogiri nodded anyway. "I'm going to have to have a serious talk with Mirai about doing things like this before getting my permission." Almost as if saying her name had summoned her, the blond haired girl stumbled back into the room and collapsed on the counter. Mirai stretched herself out across the cool marble, before letting out a cry of anger as Kurogiri gently pushed her onto a stool. Her hair was falling out of the too messy bun, and tufts fell over the cloth wrapped around her eyes. Mirai raised her arms slowly, as though it was ridiculously hard, and made grabby fingers at Kurogiri. The villain sighed before grabbing a bottle off the wall behind him and filling a glass with the liquid it contained.
Mirai lifted her head slightly when she heard the glass being set down on the marble. Deku watched in amazement as Mirai reached forward and let her fingertips dance lightly along the counter until she found the cup. The liquid inside was a bright green that Deku recognized as melon soda.
"How old are you?" The question had escaped his lips before he even realized that he was saying it. He was looking at Mirai, but then realized that she wouldn't be able to see him, and mentally scolded himself. Mirai did seem to realize that the question was directed at her when neither the man with the hand answered, or Kurogiri.
"I'm fifteen," she said. "But I'll be sixteen in a few days!" Kurogiri gave her a patronizing look before asking, "Do you even know what today's date is?" Mirai was silent for a minute. Finally, she shook her head no, her cheeks dusted with a light pink. In an attempt to hide the blush, Mirai tired drinking some of her soda, accidently swallowed too much, and broke into a coughing fit. After a minute, it subsided.
"My birthday is on April 7," Mirai declared. "And I know it's getting close to April!" Deku was mentally debating over whether or not to tell Mirai that it was still February 6, but the man sitting at the bar did it for him.
"It's still February," he said, his voice monotone. Mirai groaned, and let her head hit the counter.
"Shut up Shigaraki," she muttered, her voice muffled. Finally given a name, Shigaraki sighed before gesturing at Kurogiri.
"Show him around," Shigaraki ordered. Kurogiri nodded, walking out from behind the counter and quickly escorting Deku out of the room. As soon as they were out of earshot, Shigaraki turned to Mirai, who was still slumped over the counter.
"How'd you persuade him to join?" He asked, genuinely curious. Mirai could be persuasive, but her methods were usually….mentally and physically damaging.
"I showed him one of his futures if he became a hero," she said, using her palm to prop her head up. Shigaraki raised an eyebrow, forgetting for a moment the hand on his face, and the fact that Mirai was blind. "Well, I didn't show him all of it." That one phrase instantly clarified what Shigaraki was wondering about. He knew from experience that when Mirai showed someone a timeline, she could and would manipulate what they would see. "I showed him the pain and frustration and loss he would go through if he decided to attend UA. I also promised him a chance to defeat a kid who's bullying him at the moment." Her voice was lower than normal, lacking its usual dreamyness.
"What else did you see?" Shigaraki asked. Whenever Mirai acted like this, he knew that she wasn't fully in the present.
"If I hadn't stopped him on his way home, he would have saved someone gained a great power. He would have gone to UA. He would have made friends. He would have been very successful." If a sane person with morals had said this, they probably would have regretted everything they had taken away from the future villain. Unfortunately, there wasn't an ounce of regret as Mirai stated all of this. Shigaraki had learned a long time ago that the seer had no morals, or if she did, they were strange ones that only she would understand. One thing was clear though. This boy was important to the future Mirai was forcing to come into existence, and she wasn't going to stand for anyone or anything in her way.
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- Hourglass Cipher