Chapter 3: A War Between Ice and Explosions Begins-Who Will Get the Broccoli?!-!
(has water dripping down my chin) I feel like a vampire...
Also, for my purposes more than yours because I tend to doubt myself, pheromones are a type of hormones; hormones is the bigger category.
"Bakugou, can I borrow your slave for a moment?"
"No, get your own slave, stupid half and half. This one's mine," Kacchan snarled back.
It was during lunch, and we were supposed to be heading off to the cafeteria, but we were being held up. I was quite hungry; I'd rather just eat than listen to Todoroki-kun complain about society's rules that I have already accepted... Kacchan probably felt the same, only with anger instead of irritation and tire.
"I just wish to speak with him privately for a moment."
"Well, you're not gonna get it, f*cking half and half!" Kacchan snapped, "He's not going anywhere without me, especially not with you!-!"
Todoroki-kun glared at Kacchan, and I shuddered, feeling his hormones of dominance.
This was not looking good...
"Then a duel. If you won't let me speak to him willingly, I will steal Midoriya from you."
"Like h*ll you will!" Kacchan snapped, but Todoroki-kun just continued to stare at us with tamed fury and powerful dominance. "If you really have a problem with society's rules, what will taking my slave do?!-! If you even could!-!" Kacchan scoffed.
Todoroki-kun would win if they competed over me. I would be transferred; I would get a new Master. I have no idea how Todoroki-kun works; he's practically a stranger.
Please don't take me out of my comfort zone. I don't know you.
"Deku, stop mumbling!"
I apologized quickly in a small voice, ducking my head in submission and staring at the ground. Kacchan grabbed my hair and slapped me on my cheek.
"Stop that!-!" Todoroki-kun growled, his calm facade starting to break.
I don't get it. Why does he care about me? I don't even know him!-!
"I challenge you to a duel over Midoriya Izuku's ownership rights, Bakugou Katsuki!"
"Fine; bring it on, but you're gonna lose!-!" Kacchan spat back, "What do I get if I win?!-!"
Kacchan will lose. Kacchan will lose. Kacchan will lo-
"Sh*t up, stupid Deku!" Kacchan yanked on my hair and punched me in my chest. I apologized swiftly in a small voice, ducking my head in submission and staring at the ground.
"Stop beating Midoriya up, and face me, Bakugou Katsuki!-!" Todoroki-kun challenged with a serious glare.
Kacchan spat, "What I do with my slave is my business. Now what do I get if I win?"
"It's a simple duel for Midoriya."
"Hah?!" Kacchan furrowed his eyes in anger, "Then why the h*ll would I even duel you at all?! What a waste of time. If that's the case, I decline. Go ahead and challenge me tomorrow, when you actually have something to offer to me when I win," Kacchan sneered. Todoroki-kun gritted his teeth. He opened his mouth to speak, but I spoke first.
"Todoroki-kun, please just leave it be," I requested, knowing I'd be beaten for speaking when not spoken to, but I thought it was important enough. "I don't know you; I don't understand why you're fighting for me... I do not want to be your slave, Todoroki-kun," I shuddered at the thought. "I have already submitted to Kacchan... I've accepted my fate. So just leave it be..."
Todoroki-kun writhed in fury. Kacchan glared at me from the corner of his eye. He yanked on my hair, and I followed.
He snorted, "I never thought you actually wanted to be my slave. You really have been f*cked up, haven't you?"
I closed my eyes and lowered my head in submission, "Yes, Kacchan..."
"Since that stupid speech did seem to smother his idiotic opinion a little... I suppose I won't punish you too much for it. ..." We walked in silence for the rest of the way (pausing in a place uninhabited by people so that I could be punished), and lunch tasted delicious, as always.
Todoroki's P.O.V.
I writhed in fury when I saw Midoriya the next day. He had a bruise on his neck, as if someone had strangled him, yet he still walked around like nothing happened. I hissed under my breath.
I hate society... Enslavement is a ridiculous idea...
But, I don't know how to grab Midoriya from Bakugou when he's so protective of him... And Midoriya doesn't appear to even think about defying Bakugou...
I don't know what I could offer Bakugou as a prize if he wins (even though he definitely won't win). I was planning to bait Bakugou into it yesterday, to claim that he was only declining because he didn't want to lose his precious slave, and whatnot, but...
The way Midoriya reacted...
'I don't know you; I don't understand why you're fighting for me... I do not want to be your slave, Todoroki-kun. I have already submitted to Kacchan...'
Does he actually...?
No. No, that's absurd... Midoriya just doesn't understand... He doesn't understand that the way Bakugou treats him isn't normal or right... He doesn't understand that there's a way out...
I will take Midoriya for my own..., and to make sure Bakugou doesn't reclaim him, I will keep him there...
Midoriya will be my slave.
"Bakugou. I challenge you to a duel," I stood before them. Midoriya looked as horrified as yesterday, but the marks on his skin gave me new fury to channel.
Bakugou glared at me, "Do you have anything worth my time?"
"It's just a simple duel for Midoriya," I shrugged, "Winner gets Midoriya and epic bragging rights."
Bakugou snarled, "Don't waste my time. I decline, stupid Halfie."
"Then I guess it's true."
"Hah?" Bakugou narrowed his eyes even further.
"That you don't think you can beat me..." I looked down on Bakugou.
Bakugou shot out of his seat, "Hah?!-! Like h*ll I can't beat you, f*cking Halfie!-!"
"K-Kacchan, calm down; he's just baiting you!-!" Midoriya tried to convince Bakugou, grabbing his arm. Bakugou threw him off, and I seethed as he hit the wall.
"Fine, stupid Halfie!-! I'll show you just how strong I am!-!" Bakugou screamed before he sneered.
I smirked.
He took the bait...
"Kacchan," Midoriya seemed desperate, grabbing Bakugou's arm again, and I was confused. "Kacchan, he's baiting you! By taking the bait, he's winning!-! He-GAH!-!" he was thrown into the wall again.
"Don't speak unless ordered to, Deku!-! Did I ask you to speak?!-! Did I give you permission to speak?!-! " Bakugou roared, stomping on the helpless Quirkless. I lunged for Bakugou, trying to activate my Quirk, but-huh?
"Do I have to reexplain how enslavement works, Todoroki?" Aizawa glared at me. "And Bakugou, I will not say this again. Punish your slave in private."
"Got it..." Bakugou grumbled, picking Midoriya up by the collar. Adrenaline rushed my veins as I saw Midoriya was unconscious.
"Do you have no respect for him?!-!" I screamed.
"Todoroki, I will not repeat myself again," Aizawa glared even harder at me, and I seethed.
D*mn it!-! Why can't I do anything?!-! Why can't I?!-!
"We'll duel today after school..." I ground out through gritted teeth.
"..." He stared at me with a monotone expression. He glanced at Midoriya and back again. He squinted his eyes at me. "Actually on second thought, no. It's a waste of time."
"Hah?!-! But you already agreed!-!"
He shrugged, "Deku already fainted, so I can't punish him properly right now. I'll punish him after school, when I have the time and privacy. He should be awake by then." He sneered at me, "Why? Are you really that desperate to get Deku as your slave?" He cackled loudly, "Can't you see just how scared he is of you?!-! I mean, my G*d!-! He's spoken out of turn a bunch of times today, just to beg me not to even risk it!-!" He laughed louder, and I shook in fury.
He's right... He's right... Even if I couldn't tell myself, Bakugou clearly knows Midoriya better than myself... But it's clear that Midoriya is terrified of becoming my slave.
But why?
I would treat him so much better than Bakugou...
Urgh, I wish Bakugou would just allow me the time to speak with him... Like it is now, Bakugou's a huge wall that isn't letting me get through to Midoriya... And Midoriya is acting as if, of all things, Bakugou is his friend.
It makes no sense.
Has... Has Bakugou treated him so badly that... his mental state is unstable? Does Midoriya have that-ahh, what's it called-Stockholm Syndrome?
Either way, I know the way Bakugou treats Midoriya isn't right, even if Midoriya himself doesn't understand...
So I'll fix it.
No matter what it takes...
Even if I have to drag Midoriya-screaming and flailing-from Bakugou.
I just have to get him to duel me for Midoriya...
And apparently, that's going to be hard to do with Midoriya latched onto Bakugou's hip...
D*mn... How am I supposed to do this...?
F*cking social customs... always f*cking everyone up...
It's disgusting.