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The New Kids

Tying her elbow length lilac hair into a low ponytail, Donnie Jaegerjaquez placed a rouge strand of hair behind her ear before taking one last look in the mirror to make sure that nothing was out of place, quickly smoothing down the creases in her slim midnight black jeans that ended above her ankle. Letting out a sigh, her emerald green eyes wondered towards her bedroom door with a frown appearing on the girl's youthful face whilst sounds of banging and laughter came from the other side of the oak wood door. The ends of her mouth curled upwards in realization as she grabbed her white trainers and made her way downstairs, only to see a smashed porcelain cup on the floor with brown coffee sprayed across the light grey walls of the kitchen. On one side of the room stood her older brother, who was busy filling another cup also managing to skilfully avoid her gaze however on the other side stood a laughing Ichigo Koursaki who was clutching at his sides as tears poured down his face, laughter echoing through out the small house. Arching one eyebrow at the pair, she heard her brother grumble "Don't even ask, just get him out of here," with a firm voice that held annoyance and anger, causing her to grasp the orange-haired male's arm and move him away from her brother.

"I'll see you tonight, Grimmjow," she called from over her shoulder, as she quickly put on her shoes listening to the way her friend's laughter began to slowly die down, only coming down to a few loose chuckles as the made their way outside.

Shaking her head, two fingers pinched at the bridge of her nose as the two made their short journey towards the local high school, of which stood in the centre of the small town with a large field and attached car park which was always full. 'I can't even ask him what the hell he said or even did to Grimmjow, without him bursting out laughing again,' she thought, half listening to the male's insistent bickering about their second year and how different it was going to be.

"You know maybe people would like you more if you didn't piss them off, the moment that you open your mouth," she suggested with her smooth voice laying flat and emotionless.

"How dare you! I don't piss them off, they piss me off with the things that they do and all I do is contradict them," he stated, holding out his chin and walking slightly quicker than her placing him a few steps in front.

"Contradict. That's a big word for someone with such a small brain and don't look at me like that, Koursaki, when you know that you can't even win a fight against me," she threatened, the deep scowl on his face being replaced by an eye roll only to fade as a car rolled passed the pair.

The car was a dull black though was recently washed so the silver metal glistened in the early morning sunlight, the tires were chunky and made of a thick rubber that held mud and grit in the cracks. Inside, there were two boys with one looking older than the other, one had a head of spikey inky black hair and a pair of light blue eyes that held a sense of anger and authority whereas the other had half a head of red hair and half a head of white along with heterochromia eyes, one steel grey and the other a light blue holding a sense of mystery and power. The vehicle along with the passengers were new to the small town, and as it passed both of the teenagers were left with furrowed eyebrows and a wave of confusion passed over them.

"They're new,"

"I can see that, Ichigo, I'm not blind," though her firm voice was distance as her eyes kept to the road that the people had just disappeared on.

"Never said that you were, now come on we have school that's going to start in the next minute," he said, taking hold of her arm and jogging into the school grounds.

Driving along the freshly paved roads, Dabi Todoroki listened to the music that played from the radio with his gaze flickering towards his younger brother every now and then only to sigh when noticing that he hadn't moved his position in the last ten minutes. His arm was against the window as his slender fingers lightly drummed against the side of the door, his face filled with boredom, much to his brother's annoyance. They had come back to the town the other night, only finishing unpacking at the early hours of the morning and barely managing to get enough sleep for the rest of the day. 'I thought that I was never going to come back to this damned place, there's too many bad memories and the people were two-faced whiny shits...except for one,' the black-haired male thought before quickly shaking his head as though to clear it, the speed of the car slowing down as they neared their destination.

"Look around kiddo, 'cause this is what your dealing with for the next few years. Don't fuck this up," he said, voice in a warning tone as though speaking from experience as they passed a pair of walking teenagers.

One was a tall boy, who was easily six foot and looked to be about sixteen years old, the other was a girl, who was slightly shorter at five foot ten and looked fifteen. The boy had bright orange hair that spiked upwards with a set of hazelnut eyes that held a ring of gold around them and fiery anger along with amusement, a lean yet strong build and light tan. The girl had a dark purple hair that turned lighter at the ends with a set of emerald eyes that held a indigo ring around them and a cold wall hiding everything from sight, her body covered in soft flawless curves. A sense of familiarity passed over inside the car as they passed the pair, making Dabi's eyes widen a fraction before returning back to their usual size.

Turning into the parking lot, he swiftly parked the truck before running both hands through his mess locks completely ignoring his brother's confused gaze as he let out a shaky breath.

"What's going on? Are you alright?" his brother, Shouto asked worried as all he answered with was a swift shake of the head.

"Yeah, I'm fine but this place...well it just got interesting," he muttered, a sight smile tugging at the ends of his lips as he climbed out the vehicle with his brother following suite, both of them walking towards the strong standing school.

The walk into class was long, people were crowed around their lockers with their backs pressed against them as they talked to their friends after the long summer break. Some people had changed greatly in appearance; others had changed in the way that they held themselves and personality however most of the girls wore tight clothing that showed off every single curve and shape of their body. Though whilst the men were better at conserving their appearance, but not so much their stares and conversations, which brought in the argument of if you have a good looking body then why not show it off.

"You know, I'm beginning to think that the walk through these halls gets harder and harder after every summer break that we get," Ichigo muttered, loud enough for her to hear but not loud enough for others.

"Agreed," she said, opening the door of their history class, walking inside only to be greeted by a couple of her friends who quickly called her to the back, to which she took a seat next to.

The orange haired male sat down next to her, whilst Rangiku Matsumoto and Shuhei Hisagi sat behind quick to start a long talk towards the young female.

"Good to see you two again, it seems like your Bakugou isn't here yet," Shuhei said, with a large grin as Donnie took out a cigarette before lighting it, in an attempt to hide the rosy blush that coated her cheeks.

"Your not funny, just because we have been together for-"

"Three months and counting!" Rangiku chirped, clasping her hands over the fifteen-year-olds with her eyes glistening in admiration and happiness after knowing her female friend for half of their short lives.

"Nice one, Jaegerjaquez, you haven't even given him Chlamydia yet," a new slightly cockier voice said causing their heads to turn to face the person who was chuckling at the way she glared at him.

Ikkaku Madarame was a male that enjoyed personally getting on the nerves of anyone who he knew that was strong and had a good potential, he was a fighter - one of the best in the whole school. He was cocky towards the youngest Jaegerjaquez but you would have to really know the pair to notice that they both were close friends despite all the fights and arguments that they got. She had helped him and done something that people couldn't, she got through to the inside of his head, and in return he offered something that most knew nothing about and couldn't provide her, a secret that would die between the pair.

"Shut it, Madarame, you know that I've never had Chlamydia nor do I intend to get it," she said sharply with a voice laced with venom, getting only a chuckle as a response.

"I would hope so," this voice was different, it held a smoothly cut edge with a faint northern accent behind it, one that was so greatly familiar to Donnie that it made her turn white as she faced the taller male.

"Touya," her voice was faint a missed the strength that it once held, eyes were clouded with a mix of anger and sadness whilst Shuhei's hand fell on to her shoulder as a form of comfort.

"It's good to see you again, Donnatella. But I go by Dabi now, I see that you still haven't quit smoking," he said pointing to the lit cigarette.

"What do you want Todoroki, if we were going to talk to anyone with that last name it would be your siblings but as of right now I think that it would be best if you just fucked off," the dark haired male said, this grey eyes shining with protectiveness as her eyes fell to the floor, removing the cigarette from her lips and crushing it on the floor.

"I agree" stated a deeply annoyed Bakugou, he stood leaning against the wall his eyes narrowed at the taller male with his arms crossed over his chest.

It was a silent warning that the older male seemed to understand, moving to sit near the front as the blonde walked at sat in front of his shaking girlfriend, turning around and leaning in so his mouth was right next to her ear.

"It will be fine, he can't hurt you anymore. I promise," he whispered so only she could hear, placing a soft quick kiss on her cheek before turning back round to face the front though his hand stayed on her smaller hand, a tight comforting grip.

'I thought that you were gone Touya and now you're back, to ruin all that I've done without knowing it,'

By the way, this fanfic is a love triangle between Bakugou, Dabi and Donnie leaving only one of them to end up dating her. Later chapters will be M rated, just a warning. I will try and post every week if possible. Please review and tell me about what you think about Dabi and Donnie's relationship.