Dabi felt like he lost a small battle when he sent Twice to give the girl her next meal after the 'incident' or whatever that type of situation could be called.

It felt like somehow he complied what she ordered him to do, and following orders never sat well with him. So, he kinda was cursing at himself right now for 'giving in' in some way.

It wasn't because he wanted to please her in any way, though. It was mostly because of her words left him mute at that moment.

"Just tell me what you want from me"

The fact that he didn't even have an answer for himself was pissing him off.

What was the true reason why he was the one who was acting as a maid?

Shigaraki didn't ask him to do so. He didn't even mention the girl once when he talked to him these past days (he did mention her to the other members of the League, though. Dabi found that quite odd but haven't really commented on it. It's not like he was interested anyways).

It just sort of happened before he could even realize what was going on.

The first morning in the new base Twice was sent in his civilian outfit to get something to eat for the prisoner. It seemed that it only downed to them that the girl hasn't really eaten anything in more than a day, and it wouldn't really be convenient if she died on them accidentally. Killing her would be more profitable.

Twice returned quickly from his small trip to the nearest grocery store, possibly because one of his 'sides' somehow had a little soft spot for the girl. He was quick to put on his suit again and heat up a small cup of instant noodles before rushing to her 'room'. All while Dabi's eyes followed his every move from the only couch that the base had, that was conveniently placed somewhere with a very great view of her door.

Magne was sent to the grocery store later in the day, since Shigaraki trusted her with food much more than anyone else in the place. She returned a couple of hours later, casually commenting that she only stole half of the stuff she brought with her.

Spinner then offered to help with the food. They made omurice for the League and lazily put some frozen nuggets in the small oven for the prisoner.

The next thing Dabi knew was that he snatched her tray of food just before Twice could get his hands on it.

"I'll take care of it" The words slipped out of his mouth.

He could feel Shigaraki's eyes on him as he made his way towards the girl's room.

He brushed it off.

It wasn't the first time something like this happened to him. It's been happening for the past years of his life. He unconsciously realized he wanted to do something and he did it. No doubts, no questions asked, no overthinking.

He functioned better this way, and he liked functioning this way, too.

He won't ever get ordered around again, he won't ever hast for permission or give explanations for his actions.

Once he got in front of her door, he simply unlocked it and opened it up to then see her laying on her bed with her back facing him.

She didn't turn around or flinch, she didn't even tense up. In fact, she seemed quite comfortable where she was, considering she was currently kidnaped by villains and held somewhere unknown.

He found that quite odd.

He began to walk towards her, expecting her to turn around at some point, but she didn't. It was only when he was close enough to the bed that she did turn.

He clearly saw how her eyes turned from slightly confused to completely horrified.

He would be lying if he said he wasn't at least a bit pleased by that.

Horrified eyes instantly turned into a death glare, though.

She turned her back to him again, and spat out "I'm not hungry" in such an angered way that Dabi couldn't keep the corners of his mouth from lifting up.

He carefully placed the tray on her bed, and simply settled to sit laying on the opposite wall.

Again, he didn't know why. But something about her being all tensed up now made him stay and watch.

It didn't take long to watch her explode.

She got up and snapped at him like a rabid puppy –quite amusingly if he may add- while he simply looked at her lazily. He could see that she was fighting the urge to hit him with something, but she was smarter than that.

Because it definitely wouldn't be pretty for her if she dared to touch him.

When she finally gave in and ate, he felt something he was sure he never felt before in his life.

Dabi liked challenge, to an extent. A very, very short extent if he was being honest.

After his entire childhood and puberty was a constant competition he wasn't very fond of the feeling in a certain way.

He didn't like the fact that when he was competing against something or someone, somehow, he felt like he didn't have his own rails. He felt like someone else had control over him, and it would only give him that sour taste in his mouth he was very familiar with from the past.

Still, he found that he did enjoy certain challenges now. Like challenging over power, over control. It was mostly involved with his villain 'job' per say. Otherwise, his life was pretty careless, lazy or easy going.

He didn't give a shit about most things.

But now, seeing that oddly mixture of challenge yet fear in her eyes he couldn't help but feel a pull towards it.

What was going on in this girl's mind?

He knew that he was pretty much hideous.

Burns and staples all over his face was a look straight out of a horror movie. He knew that she knew his quirk was pretty much devastatingly powerful as well. Lethal. And he was also positive that people were able to tell that feelings weren't really fond of him so 'mercy' or 'compassion' were definitely not written across his forehead.

While she was being partially smart to be afraid of him, she was also being partially stupid to snap on him like that or look at him in a challenging way at all.

She was lucky he was curious enough about her not to roast her off to a better life for simply daring to annoy him.

Oh-

That was it.

He was curious. He was curious about her.

And he had plenty reasons to be.

Her past, her insistence of fighting even if she doesn't stand a chance, her self-sacrificial antics, her wishes to be a heroine.

But most important of all, the feelings that she expressed every time her parents were mentioned. Feelings that mirrored his own perfectly.

He figured that he wanted to know exactly how things went down. He wanted to know everything, from the beginning. Perhaps it was because he never really encountered anyone that has been through a similar situation or whatever; he didn't really care what his inner-unconscious motives were after all.

But it wasn't only that…

If he was being honest he never really had any experiences with girls (obviously not romantically speaking) other than family or Toga (that didn't count because she was batshit crazy, so, she wasn't really a reference). He never got a chance to. But, even still, he knew that this particular girl was not ordinary.

Before she asked that damned question that left him mute as an idiot he would confidently say that the reason why he kept on being the one that gave her meals was because he was curious and he wanted to observe her like she was some rare animal in the zoo (not that he ever went to the zoo, but… whatever). But after she asked that he realized that what he was doing was actually pointless, considering that 99% of the time she would be ignoring him or snapping at him. So, what was there to 'learn' that would satisfy his curiosity if he was just sitting there for half an hour or so watching her do pretty much nothing?

That's why he sent Twice in today, and he was mentally kicking himself for it. Not just because in some way he did what she told him to, but also because he let stupid, meaningless words to affect him enough to overthink them.

What did he want from her?

To join them? No. Not really.

Mostly because she hated her parents and she doesn't want to follow their steps.

So, if it wasn't that, what was it?

The only thing left (besides the curiosity issue) was that he now acknowledged and accepted in a way that he enjoyed being challenged by her.

When she threw the tray of food making it crash and splatter all over the floor he felt a sudden rush of anger in his blood. He was furious. Because how dare this helpless school girl defy him in any way?

But part of him enjoyed it as well. The challenge.

And maybe that was the reason why he was with her lunch on one hand while unlocking and opening the door with the other.

It was the first time she wasn't facing backwards to the door. In fact, she was sitting cross-legged on the bed while reading a book. It was also the first time he saw her in a different set of clothes and with her hair down and slightly wet.

He instantly remembered that Twice was sent to buy some clothes for her early in the morning after Shigaraki said 'We're still freaking recruiting her or did every of you idiots forget about that already?'

She was now wearing a simple yellow T-shirt and some sports shorts. Both too incredibly large for her, but then again he couldn't even imagine what shopping with Twice would be like.

The book was probably doing of the side of Twice that thought the girl was a toddler.

She lifted her gaze right after the door closed behind him and he saw how her eyes widened slightly before returning to her reading.

He did the exact same thing as any other day: Place the food tray on her bed and go straight to sit in the exact same spot he always did.

It was kind of surprising to hear her talk right away.

"I thought you were finally released from maid duty" She said without even bothering to look up from her book.

A chuckle threatened to escape his throat.

Yeah, this girl is definitely not ordinary.

"Missing Twice already?" He said mockery pretty clear in his voice. "Sorry to disappoint you, princess, but he seems to have a thing for Toga" He said looking straight at her with a smirk in his face. "Part of him, at least"

She sent him a vicious death glare, but turned to her book right after.

"Rather be with him than with you" She merely commented, as casual as she could.

"Ouch" He simply said and she glared at him again.

She closed the book for a moment and grabbed the tray, placing it on top of her knees to then calmly starting to eat the gyudon that was in front of her, flinching and scrunching her nose right after tasting the first bite.

He didn't blame her. Compress cooked today and it was a complete disgustingly disaster.

She kept on eating, though.

"Why did you come back?" She casually asked like she was talking about the weather. "To burn me again?"

"I didn't burn you" He answered after a few seconds. Yeah, he wordlessly threatened to but his palm wasn't hot enough to actually burn her.

"Right" She said, and after sipping some water she continued. "Why not, though? Will get you in trouble?"

She was taunting him.

He narrowed his eyes just barely at her to then smirk ever so slightly.

"Not at all" he said. "I just thought that burning you isn't a really effective way to convince you to join" He said the first thing that came to mind.

"Yet you burned Bakugou and you were trying to 'convince' him, too"

His eyebrows lifted ever so slightly at the sudden mention of the angry boy's name.

"Still mad about that?" He asked at first. "I didn't know you two were friends. Want me to send him an 'I'm sorry' card? I can add that you say 'Hi'"

She quickly avoided his gaze with her jaw clenched.

They both stayed quiet for a few moments.

"Why don't you just kill me?" She asked, breaking the silence.

The question definitely startled him.

"Huh?" He said, hiding completely his curiosity and startlement about the question.

She looked at him, dead in the eye.

"You heard me"

"You want me to kill you?" He asked. He didn't take her for the cowardly type. In the few days she's been captured, and ever since seeing her for the first time even, he thought that she was a pain in the ass, in a good way… sort of. That annoyingly persistent type of person that won't stop pissing you off and wont budge until they got what they wanted.

The death exit definitely seemed coward compared to the initial impression he got from her.

What was off of this whole conversation was the lack of fear or desperation in her eyes while talking about death.

"Not necessarily you" She shrugged. "I mean the whole... Villains Gang or whatever the hell you guys call yourselves"

"'Villains Gang'?" He mentally scoffed.

"Y'all know I won't join you" she continued. "I know you know" She said, referring to him in particular. "Wouldn't it be easier to just kill me off and show it to the world?" She added, eyes never leaving his. "That's still a win, isn't it? That way you'll still win and the Heroes lose. So what are you waiting for?"

He wanted to laugh at himself for being startled before, so he did. He let out a quiet snort.

Of course she was challenging him, again.

He didn't know what her ultimate goal was but she was trying to get under his skin.

"I hope you're aware that you're playing with fire here, sweetheart" He warned.

"I didn't know you were the punny type" She said completely disregarding his threat with an 'innocent' look on her face.

He chuckled again and started to walk towards her, getting a sickly pleasant feeling once he saw her tense up as fear flashed through her eyes for a moment.

He simply took her food tray with one hand while with the other he softly brushed hair out of her color drained face while looking straight into her eyes dangerously.

"You truly are something else, I'll give you that" He said as he softly let go of her. "Just don't get too comfy around here, okay?"

And then he left.

X

If Bakugou could blast the world off and turn it to ash, he would. He would, without a single doubt.

It's been four days of coming and going to the Police station to check if they managed to get the lead of something –anything- but those fuckers where complete and utter incapable idiots.

It also seemed that without All Might and Best Jeanist the heroes turned into incapable idiots as well.

He kicked forcefully the door of his house, snapping it open soundly as he stomped through the halls making his way to his room.

"Katsuki?" His mother said as she got out of the kitchen. "Any news? Do they know anything about her?"

He didn't answer; he simply stomped his way up the stairs and closed his door forcefully almost snapping it in two.

His hands were itchy, so unbearably itchy.

He needed to blast something off -or several somethings- before he went mad.

He was an incapable idiot, too.

How could he allow something like this to happen!? How did he even allow himself to get kidnapped in the first place!?

He sighed, his shoulders trembling slightly out of rage because of his last thought.

He was actually glad he was kidnapped, in a way.

He was glad that at least at the beginning that girl wasn't on her own.

They should've stayed together. Either free or captive, but together.

He was supposed to become the world's greatest hero, yet he allowed himself to get saved by a sacrifice.

He was at his home, safe and sound, while who knows where or how she was.

He should've gotten free of Kirishima's grasp and tried to save her or sacrifice instead or at least get captured again with her.

His mind hasn't stopped for a single second ever since he saw how she was carried by the crusty bastard through the portal, disappearing from his sight. Every single second was filled with her.

He couldn't stop chastising himself, blaming himself and cursing himself after everything.

He was an incapable idiot. He was weak, and useless, and stupid.

He felt like shit, and the rumors running around the country weren't helping either.

Instead of worrying about her most people were already dissing her.

Saying that she'd probably joined The League already.

Fuckers.

He was gonna find her, he was gonna bring her back and he was gonna prove all those fuckers wrong. She was gonna prove them wrong.

And he will make those bastards of The League of Villains pay.

Notes:

I truly hope you enjoyed this...

Anyways, I've gotten several concerned reviews about a few issues so I guessed I should adress them to help calm down the insecurities of some of you:

Regarding Stockholm Syndrome: I am not really going for that... I mean yes, this is a romantic fanfic and yes our Reader/OC is captured but that's really not exactly what I'm going for... I have the plot in my head already and while I can't really give you details, I can assure you that it's not gonna happen that way.

Regarding OverPowering: I've said this before but I'll say it again: I hate overpowered characters. I hate superman and I don't like Captain America or any of those characters that are god send or 'chosen ones' or just invincible characters. I like characters with flaws, with drawbacks, with weaknesses. I like them to be human and relatable because i like to feel related to them. So don't worry about that. She won't become supergirl in the future or ever to be honest.

Regarding the 'She'll join the league' theory: She won't. Oops.

I know a lot of you want this, but I didnt create a strong willed character with strong convictions and dreams and beliefs and views just so she can forget about everything because of a boy of all things. Sorry, but nope.

That doesn't mean that Dabi is gonna switch sides either. Just wait and see.

I guess that's all...

Anyways, thanks for all your amazing reviews! i truly appreciate them :)

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-Silvana.