As much as she wanted to make Shigaraki happy, she would be lying if she tried to say she was not enjoying herself. All of the guys Kugutsu had ever been involved with before were put off by her feline ears and the grotesque stump of her tail. They never touched those parts of her. In fact, they actively avoided them and it made her feel like a freak.

Feeling three fingers skim over the back of her shorts, over the bump where the remainder of her tail was, Kugutsu had to half-grin to herself. She kept her face hidden, her head down. His other hand was pressed against her upper back with four fingers, keeping her against him so he could continue to touch her tail.

"What should I have you do? There are so many things I want right now," he mumbled, scarred lips skimming her left ear. His fingertips trailed up more, two fingers slipping into the back belt loop on her shorts and tugging. "I know. Why don't we start with something easy? You like to please me, don't you?"

She jolted at the sudden action. "What should I do?" Kugutsu's face went redder than a fan girl at an autograph signing when he leaned back and grinned down at her with bloody, chapped lips.

A few minutes later, Kugutsu was struggling not to purr as three fingers caressed the side of her face. Her cheeks were still a bright, warm color and now her eyes were closed as he pulled her closer. A tingly feeling began in her lower abdomen as her lips wrapped around a particular part of her crush, the tip momentarily pressing at the back of her throat before his hips drew back.

She hesitantly lifted her hands, gently gripping his hips. A fresh wave of heat ran through her, settling below her stomach. Her pulse quickened with her nervousness and the excitement of trying to bring him pleasure. Kugutsu pressed her legs closer together as she ran her tongue along that part, doing everything she could to try to get a reaction from him.

The hand that was at the side of her face moved, four fingers tangling roughly in her hair as he started to set a rhythm. Teeth closing on his bleeding lower lip, eyes half-lidded as he stared down at his fan girl. His breathing was already a little uneven and strands of pale blue hair were falling over his face.

His lips stretched into a grin as he tugged at her hair. "Why don't you look at me?" The girl's eyes opened slowly, cat-yellow meeting the harsh red of his stare. "There. That's perfect. You like this, don't you?" There was no way for her to nod or answer verbally, but since she continued, he assumed that she had no complaints. "You like serving your idol on your knees. You probably want me to give you more. Here. I'll let you have as much as you can take."

Kugutsu's eyes watered a little as he pushed further in, forcing her lips against the base. She tensed, fingertips digging into his hips as her grip tightened. Panic started to form, but she gradually managed to relax her throat and focused on the feeling of three fingers on his free hand trailing along her cheek.

Her hips shifted side to side and, much to her embarrassment, she began to purr. The vibrations forced a sharp hiss and his hips pushed forward, stopping their movement. Kugutsu felt him pulse and the fingers that were in her hair stopped her from being able to pull back. As life-scarring as this embarrassment was, she still felt a sense of satisfaction at being able to give him that relief.

At the same time, she still had a strong desire to meet her own release. He drew from her, staring down at her intensely as if to order her to swallow. She did, more than happy to oblige him, but squirmed a little in discomfort from feeling so heated without relief. The fact that she was this excited without him even touching her that way was further proof to her that he was her true love.

"You still want more, don't you?" A finger pressed beneath her chin, making sure that she kept eye contact with him even now that her task was complete. "Go on. Tell me what you want."

To her further humiliation, Kugutsu was starting to purr again. She shifted her gaze as her face turned a bright shade of red that would put a virgin's blush to shame. "I-I want you to touch me," she muttered, starting to feel subconscious.

His grin spread wider and he leaned down so his face was a few inches from hers. "I'll do it when you finish. How about that? Wouldn't that be the perfect reward for my girl?"

His girl?! Her heart skipped a beat; the excitement of being called his girl almost overshadowing her lust. "A-alright! What else do you need me to do?" she asked, eager for the reward.

Shift P.O.V

Now that he was alone again, he could take a moment to process everything fully. A lot was happening, after all. He was going to have to step up and take the place of his master now. Before that, he needed to gather his comrades again. No one besides Giran had made contact lately so he was sure no one had managed to find Bakugou.

Sitting at the table in the kitchen, his clothes back in order, he had to consider his next step. Once he had everyone together, they would have to find a new hideout. He had to consider the mistakes he made with his previous plan and make a new plan that could help him progress.

"Where's the kitty?" The annoying, crispy ragdoll known as Dabi appeared in the doorway and glanced from Shigaraki to the doorway out of his leader's line of sight. Settling his languid, amused gaze on the blue-haired villain, he grinned. "You played with her, right?"

"It's none of your business, freak."

Dabi stepped closer, looking way too amused to let the subject drop. In fact, he seemed smug. "You know, I had some fun with her double before I killed her."

His eyes widened slightly and Shigaraki had to stop himself from standing and slamming his hand into Dabi's face. "What did you say? I thought I heard you say something, but you're not stupid enough to-"

"Shigaraki Tomura. Are you here?" Kurogiri's voice came from the next room, drawing their attention. The other villain entered the kitchen, passing Dabi without a second glance. "We need to take our leave. I will transport you somewhere safe for the time being. We need to leave immediately."

He scratched at his already somewhat scabby neck and scowled. "I sent my fan girl on a special mission. I'm not leaving until she comes back."

"I have to insist that we leave immediately," Kurogiri reiterated. "The authorities have located the hideout. Kugutsu-san was the one that alerted me to this."

In that instant, he had a horrible, sinking sort of feeling. The last task that Shigaraki had sent her on, with the promise of rewarding her upon her return. He had sent her back to the hideout to get the games she had gotten for him.

"We have to get her." He remembered the tracking app on her phone and tried to check her location on his phone. The little dot that represented her was still in the hideout. Not moving. They caught her? No. My fan girl wouldn't let herself get taken alive. And with that thought, his heart beat raced and his four fingers tightened on the phone.

"So we've gotta run?" Dabi's voice was just an annoying noise in the background as Shigaraki's pulse pounded in his ears.

"I'm only bringing Shigaraki Tomura at this time."

The partially cooked villain rubbed the back of his neck and tilted his head slightly. "Guess I'll see you around, then. Sorry about your cat."

My fan…He stared down at the screen intensely, watching for the dot to move. It remained motionless. She'd never let them take her alive. She'd never go to prison; she'd fight until her last breath to get back to me. She loves me. She'd never let them take her away from me, but they took her anyway.

Footsteps indicated that Dabi was leaving and Kurogiri approached the kitchen table. "Shigaraki Tomura, we need to leave."

"She's dead. My master lost…and now my fan girl's dead." Shigaraki's face went expressionless, eyes staring almost in a dead sort of way at the screen as he let any hope of seeing that dot move fade away. His fan girl was insane. She was obsessed with him; she would never let them take her to prison.

"We can attempt to collect her body later. For now, we must leave before the owner of this home returns."

Shift P.O.V

It was supposed to be so easy. Get into the hideout, grab the games, get out, and return to Shigaraki for her reward. She got into the building easily enough and managed to grab the goods. Unfortunately, her mind was on her reward. Fantasizing about him touching her, feeling that a tingle run through her as she imagined the delicious blend of danger and pleasure that his fingers brought.

Kugutsu was so caught up in her thoughts that when some heroes descended upon the hideout, she was taken by surprise. She was outnumbered and her twisted fan girl heart refused to allow herself to be taken alive. Which is why, once she alerted Kurogiri, she fought with every ounce of her strength to escape. She knew better than to demand that he help her; Shigaraki had to be his priority.

These were professional heroes that had come into the building with the intent to capture the League of Villains. They seemed to know what sort of quirks to expect, too. Kugutsu attacked frantically, her brain falling into an absolute panic at the thought of being captured and imprisoned. The heroes took minimal damage due to their experience; they dodged most of her attacks and one hero with a light-based quirk was on hand to combat her quirk. She, on the other hand, was quickly accumulating injuries.

In a final move of desperation, Kugutsu focused on her fear. The thought of never seeing Shigaraki again. The thought of rotting in a prison cell and not even being able to say good bye to him. She was in the second floor hallway and let her quirk run wild.

Shadows collected below her and reached out to grasp every shadow they could; gathering all of the darkness to be found in the building until it surrounded her in a dark egg-shaped shield. Kugutsu was already trembling from exerting herself, but kept her mind on her fear to fuel her strength. The heartbreaking idea of not seeing her crush, her idol, her true love.

The shadowy egg shape around her blew apart with force and flew at the heroes as massive shards, taking with them a wall of thick shadow. With them incapacitated, a few of them mortally wounded by shards piercing their chests, Kugutsu sprinted to the window in the room she and Shigaraki had slept in. She hurled herself out into the open air and struck the ground of the alley with force.

Something's broken. Everything feels broken. I have to move. I have to get away from here before someone comes outside. But…everything hurts. Kugutsu gritted her teeth, eyes tearing up, as she tried to push herself to stand. Pain shot through her right wrist and she bit back a cry of pain. Looking down at it made all of the remaining color drain from her face. It was most definitely broken.

"Ngh…fucking…damn it!" she muttered, holding it against her chest. Using only her left arm, she managed to push herself to stand. Her limbs ached, joints practically screaming at her to not move. Her vision was blurry, her thoughts a hazy mess from the combination of pain, fear, and anger running through her.

Kugutsu was limping. She was afraid to look down at her legs, but she knew that something was definitely wrong. She just could not move fast enough and her breathing was ragged. Each breath brought with it a burst of pain that nearly made her sob. There was a tickling sort of feeling, like she had to cough, but she was afraid to actually do it.

I have to get back to him! I can't get caught! I have to get back to Shigaraki! Damn it! I dropped his stuff back there! I know! I'll call him! I'll tell him where I am and maybe Kurogiri can open a warp gate!

She paused to rest against a wall within the dimly lit alley, wheezing and speckling the ground with dark red when she finally let herself cough. "Heh…heheheh…that's not good." Tears rolled down her cheeks and she used her left hand to try to locate her phone, her right arm tucked against her chest.

Her heart sank as she was unable to find it. "…shit…" Kugutsu ruffled her hair with one hand, sobbing and coughing up more blood. Shit, shit, shit! Did I seriously drop my phone back there?! I can't go back for it now! Damn it!

The girl's trembling, pain-filled legs finally buckled as she fell into a coughing fit and she slid down the wall until she was sitting. It felt like her chest was being crushed by a vice. Every movement was becoming a struggle and fatigue was setting in. Well, fatigue or blood loss.

She hit the side of her head against the wall a few times, cursing herself for being distracted. For letting herself be ambushed. For dropping her phone in the hideout. For forgetting Shigaraki's stuff. Struggling to stay awake, she exhaled raggedly and looked down at her legs. Covered in bruises and blood. Her left knee swollen and her left ankle bending at a weird angle.

This is the end. Kugutsu tilted her head back and felt blood running along her cheeks from the corners of her mouth. I'm going to be grabbed and thrown in jail. Or I'm going to die. But I won't…get to see him ever again. She sobbed again and the pain in her chest intensified. Tears mixed with the blood on her cheeks and her feline ears flattened.

"Yami?! Hang on! I'm coming!" Spinner's running footsteps approached and he fell to his knees in front of her. "No! What happened to you?! I've gotta get you help! Everyone else scattered after you warned Kurogiri about the heroes so I don't know where Shigaraki went, but I'll get you to safety, okay? Don't die!"