It was difficult to keep a straight face. Between Yori's obvious wish to keep what occurred the previous night a secret, Kurogiri's obvious knowledge of what happened, and Shigaraki's obvious irritation, Dabi was having a pretty good morning. He wanted to tease Yori more, but there would be plenty of time for that later. She knew that she belonged with the League of Villains now.

He heard her talking to Shigaraki, trying to reassure him that she was alright. Dabi had to fight the urge to start teasing her again. Seeing her coddle Shigaraki, he could not help but feel a spark of jealousy. It was the morning after they hooked up and, for the second time, she was spending that morning with the blue-haired villain.

The seat beside his scraped over the floor a little and he turned to find her standing. Yori was dressed different from her usual sweater and skirt or sweater and pants. The white button-up shirt was snug against her chest, highlighting her figure, and the black pants accentuated the curve of her bottom. What made the outfit complete was the black tie secured around her neck.

Seeing her glance over her shoulder, he smirked. Unfortunately, her gaze was on the man sitting two seats down. Shigaraki did not react. It was fine. It gave Dabi more time to consider what he wanted to do. He thought about joining Yori as she approached their "new potential member", but decided against it when he saw her tails whip back and forth.

He was getting ideas. Impulses. He wanted to relive the night before. He wanted to grab her by that tie she was wearing and pull her against him. Sitting at the very counter that they had made love on the previous evening, he found that he wanted to mess with her a little. Not enough to really piss her off, but to try to make her flustered.

Just as he was considering this, he saw her reach the restrained teenager and lean down to be at his eye level. She was holding a bag in her hand; something that she had grabbed from the counter first. The boy's eyes were open now, head lifted and mouth twisted into a scowl. There was an unmistakable, faint tinge of pink to his cheeks that made Dabi's smirk grow. Now he really wanted to join her.

He turned in his seat to lean back against the counter, wanting to watch her attempt to persuade the kid to join the League of Villains. She's hot when she's confident like this. Where's that courage when she's dealing with this guy? He glanced over at Shigaraki, who was just now turning a little to look in Yori's direction.

A few minutes passed and her tails started to lower. The blunt curve of her stingers tapped the side of her leg as she tilted her head. "You really think that your skills would be appreciated as a hero? They want you to hold back. They want to set rules and make you follow them like a well-trained little dog. Is that what you are? Because…I'm pretty sure…you're more like a lion, right? A tough little lion that likes to roar."

The kid growled something in response and Yori shifted her weight to one hip. She dug in the bag and produced a pork bun, holding it out for the boy almost teasingly. He took a much larger bite than she was probably expecting and Dabi tilted his head, watching her recoil and laugh. Okay, she's having too much fun. Hard to believe this is the same girl that ran off to play "assistant hero teacher".

More words were exchanged and things seemed to take a turn. A really, terrible turn. The girl yelped, jolting back and away from the teenager. Blood droplets dotted the floor between them and crimson ran from the corner of the boy's mouth as he glared at her. Yori's face was bright pink.

"He loved you, Mori! You betrayed him!"

"Sh-shut up! Shut up!" She held her right hand close, blood gushing from a very clear bite wound. "You…have no idea what you're even saying, kid."

Twice was quickly at her side, making a remark about how weird it was that she got bitten so often when she was venomous and could poison someone. It was now that Dabi decided to step in. "That's poisonous. She's venomous; like how a scorpion poisons you when they sting you. Poisonous is if they get eaten; like a frog."

Shift P.O.V

Hiyori was unsure of what hurt worse; Bakugou's bite or his words. In this immediate moment, it was probably the bite. Twice was holding her wrist now, looking down at the wound as Dabi turned to ask Kurogiri for some alcohol to put on it. Shigaraki was slowly standing from his seat to approach and she could see Toga becoming more and more excited as the events unfolded.

"That's a really deep bite, Yori! We've got to get this cleaned! It doesn't look like it's that bad!" Twice looked toward the bar, where Dabi was still waiting for some alcohol to clean the wound. "I know; I'll kiss it better! You better not have any germs!"

She bit back another yelp of pain when she felt the pressure against her wound and tried to pull her hand back. "You're wearing a mask, you know! Owww! Let go! Seriously, you're getting my blood all over your mask, Twice!"

"It's okay! Ugh! I can taste your blood! Gross, gross, gross!" He released her and started frantically wiping at the front of his mask.

Hiyori stumbled back a few steps, bumping into Dabi's chest as he returned with some alcohol wipes that Kurogiri had managed to scrounge up. He caught her wrist in a firm hold and pulled her over to the counter as Shigaraki approached Bakugou. What is he going to do? Damn it! Damn it! Did anyone hear what Bakugou was saying?! She glanced at each of the other villains, but no one seemed to have realized what exactly the boy had said. Just recalling the words filled her with a heavy sense of guilt.

"What kind of animal bites a person?" Shigaraki had stopped just a foot in front of where the boy was seated and narrowed his eyes behind "Father". He had put the hand over his face when he stood. Watching the kid scowl and stare past him at Hiyori, he scowled back at the teenager. "If my girl gets an infection from you biting her, I'll forget about letting you join. I'll disintegrate your face."

Hiyori released a low hiss of pain when she felt an alcohol wipe swabbing at her wound. Her stomach churned when she looked down at the deep impression left by Bakugou's teeth. Blood was oozing out in a steady stream and she had to grit her teeth against the pain as Dabi tried again to get it clean enough to wrap up. "T-Tomura…don't bother with him…please…he's not worth your time," she said over her shoulder. I can't let that kid repeat what he said! If Shigaraki or any of the others find out…well nothing good can come of it!

"Sit down. This might take a while." Dabi waited for her to comply before pressing at the wound again. He felt her tails against his leg, the stingers hooking around his knee in her discomfort. His free hand rested on her knee as he waited for the bleeding to decrease.

She kept her head bowed, eyes narrowed upon the wound, and used her left hand to push up her glasses. Shigaraki was sitting on her left now. "I…should've been more careful…"

"You shouldn't have to worry about someone biting you," Shigaraki muttered.

"Yori, your blood tastes weird! Why is it so sweet?! Actually, it's not that bad!" Twice pushed between her and Dabi at the counter, reaching for a bottle of fruit juice that Kurogiri had left unattended.

"Why did you do that anyway? Yori doesn't need your help. You're getting in the way." The blue-haired villain held out a hand and accepted a roll of bandage from Kurogiri.

"I can…I can do it. I don't want you to get your hands dirty." Hiyori took the bandage from him and set about wrapping her wounded right hand. The bite was on the inner part of her hand, between her thumb and index finger. It was fairly easy to wrap, but took a lot of bandage because it kept bleeding through.

A glance back toward their captive reignited her frustration. She remembered the words that he said shortly before sinking his teeth into her hand. Shaking her head, she stood. "Tomura…I'm going to change clothes…and then we'll go out, okay? I'm sorry about this."

He frowned behind "Father", but nodded. "That boy made you get blood on your shirt. I don't want our date to get cut short because you're covered in blood."

The reminder that it was a date made her smile and she went to her room to pick out a clean outfit. Hiyori was in the middle of putting on a dark gray hooded sweatshirt when she found those words haunting her again. She finished slipping it on and sat down on the edge of her bed, hands curling into fists. It made her wince and she tried to focus on the pain instead of the heavy, sinking feeling in her gut.

It had started as her trying to persuade Bakugou to join. She tried to make the League of Villains sound appealing and then started talking about how he could use his quirk with no restrictions. It was around that time that he brought up All Might. He told her that she was not a villain. That she needed to stop her spy act and be a hero. That All Might would be disappointed in her. She argued, saying that the older hero did not care what she did; he was busy with being the symbol of peace. She was not even on his radar. This was when those awful, pain-inducing words left the kid's mouth.

He said that All Might loved her and she immediately felt her confidence in persuasion plummet. She tried to argue and he persisted. When he said that she had betrayed All Might, Hiyori felt the venom gather in her stingers and she protested again. She called him a liar and insisted that she was a villain. It was a mistake. She had been letting him take bites off of the pork bun so her hand was still close. Just close enough for him to sink his teeth into.

Staring down at her wounded hand, Hiyori felt her tails absently lift and thump against the bed. All Might doesn't love me. Aizawa can't love me. They want me to be something that I'm not. She tightened her fist and saw specks of blood rise to the topmost bandage. Relaxing her hand, she felt a burning in her throat and eyes. All Might. He's one of the three reasons that I was allowed to live. All for One said that his fondness of me can be used against him. I'm…a weakness.

Hiyori lifted her hood, tucking her pale hair inside, and set off to join Shigaraki. He looked more than ready to leave and she could easily tell that he was getting annoyed by the other villains in the bar. Letting her lips curve into a half-smile, she linked her arm through his and led him to the door. "Is there anywhere that you want to go first?"

"Remember to be inconspicuous if you insist on leaving," Kurogiri spoke up from behind the counter. "Don't be gone for long, either."

"Yeah. Wouldn't want to keep him out late," Dabi taunted. He caught Hiyori's eye as the two villains went out the door and smirked.