Rocky:

You sure you don't need backup? –Read

I'll be fine Tetsu. –Delivered

"Who ya texting? Your boyfriend?" Hawks's voice startles Sakura. She jumps back, dropping her phone and glares at the man.

"When the fuck did'ya get here?" She hisses lowly, grabbing her phone before Hawks began to reach out for it. Hawks smiles brightly and slides into the booth across from her.

"Just now! Is it your boyfriend?" Sakura rolls her eyes at Hawks being nosy and gives him the finger.

"It's my partner in the Shadows," Sakura says quietly, brushing one of her braids behind her ear. "Can you tell me why you wanted t'meet up? If it's Phantom, I don't 've any information yet."

Sakura straightens up when Hawks's smile disappears, replaced by a serious expression. He looks like he hesitates for only a moment before taking out a file from inside his hoodie and slides it over to the pink haired teenager.

"The Commission had declared you dead, yet you're sitting right in front of me–breathing." The blonde man opens the folder, revealing a five year old Sakura on the shoulders of an incredibly tall woman with short, cherry blossom pink hair, tan skin, and bright green eyes. Next to the woman was a much shorter man with shining gold eyes, tan skin, and long bright red hair and a 16 year old boy with short cherry red hair, green with gold speckled eyes, and tan skin. Sakura glances at it for a half a second before furiously turning her head and covering the picture with her hand.

"They're fucking shit at both their job corrupting hero society and at getting rid of those dangerous to them," Sakura hisses, quickly flipping the folder closed. "Don't fucking show that to me again."

"Other than fucking with my mind, why did you want t'meet me?" She asks, glaring heavily at the hero. He narrows his eyes at her before glancing around the slightly crowded diner.

"The Commission's been getting arrogant and doesn't think they need to keep such a close eye on me anymore. I want to fucking bring them down," Hawks says lowly while a waitress walks past them. Sakura doesn't let up her glare before she scoffs and looks away.

"There plenty of heroes who'd gladly help you. Why ask a Terrorist?" The pink haired teenager spits out the name.

"Because I remember reading about the things that happened because of Shadows. I remembered Shadows being a way to get something from one place to the next without alerting other heroes or villains. I remembered reading all the things those in the Shadows did to help those in need. I remembered being told they were lies, that they were just building up to the Tok–"

"Don't say the name when I'm anywhere in earshot," Sakura interrupts him, crossing her arms. She sighs heavily while staring out of the window. It started to rain.

"Don't be naive," Sakura starts quietly. "This is bigger than the Commission and the Shadows... bigger than the Dark Light and the Grey. Bigger than hero society as a whole."

Bigger than society.

Sakura straightens up and stares at Hawks with glowing gold eyes. She leans forward and points her finger at the folder.

"You want to take down the Commission? You have to be 100% in. You have to be ready for the reprucussions of destroying an integral part of hero society and recreating it. You have to be ready for an all out hero war."

A flash of lightning lights up the suddenly inky sky, making Sakura's eyes glow even brighter for a second. They held a bright, burning fire that made Hawks tense.

"D'you fully, 100% understand that there's a good chance we'll be caught and sentenced t' death for treason? That we'll probably be the ones who'll lead this country–maybe the entire fucking world–into chaos an' anarchy?" The Shadow asks seriously while uncrossing her arms. For a second, Hawks stops breathing, eyes wide and staring into the eyes of a soldier. A soldier who was born in a time of bloody and violent war.

"Yes," Hawks says quietly. "Do you?"

Huh.

Sakura blinks at the retort, slightly leaning back. A few moments pass as she assesses the No. 3 Hero.

A small, wry smile forms on her face as she taps the folder. "I can never stop thinking 'bout it." Hawks blinks in shock at the sudden change in demeanor before it quickly switches back not even a second later.

"Y'can only call me Ace for now. D'you 've a name I can call you by? If I call you Hawks everytime, it'll be suspicious for both of us," The short girl asks curiously, sliding the folder back over to Hawks.

"...Takami. My first name is the only one anyone knows about if I ever give my name. The Commission knows my last name, but it's both a pretty common first and last name," Hawks–Takami–says while grabbing the folder. Sakura rolls her eyes with a snort.

"Is this Project Phantom where we're starting?" Takami's nod is all the confirmation Sakura needs. "Then I'll start tomorrow. Meet here every Friday, or every other Friday?"

"Every other. On the roof. Y'know, I never expected I'd be doing illegal activities with a kid," Takami says with a smirk. Sakura rolls her eyes again and stands up.

"Well, I've done illegal activities with other heroes before. Sorry Takami, but you're not my first," Sakura jokes, snickering at his slightly open mouth. She takes out her wallet and places ¥350 on the table

"I have a feeling you haven't eaten today, so eat something. I don't want you getting hurt or killed on me before we even started." Sakura walks out of the diner, not bothered by the heavy downpour.

Why did it suddenly start raining? It was completely clear skies for the entire day.

"Fuck this shit. What the fuck?" Sakura stares at the huge mob of reporters at the UA Entrance from across the street with Tetsutetsu. She was about to walk away, but Tetsutetsu loops an arm around her waist to keep her from leaving.

"If Mom finds out I skipped in favor of some Messages, she'll kill me. So, you're suffering with me," Tetsutetsu says while walking towards the mob. Sakura tries and fails to escape his iron grip, flailing her arms and legs.

Thank Fortuna I was able to replace that fucking skirt for pants last night.

Sakura glares heavily at any reporter who looks at her while Tetsutetsu pushes his way through the mob. "I feel like a doll. Why are you carrying me this way."

"'cause I know you'll run as soon as I let you go," He says, making the pink haired teenager blush slightly.

"Hello, little listeners!" Present Mic exclaims brightly when Tetsutetsu passes the entrance. Sakura gives a small wave, giving up on escaping her partner.

"Hey, Mic-Sensei. How's it going?" Sakura asks tiredly while Tetsutetsu lifts her up a bit.

Present Mic smiles brightly with his arms on his hips. "I'm doing great! What's gotten you down?"

"Tetsu-kun is carrying me like a doll an' I can't escape," She answers before giving her partner a glare. He rolls her eyes, not letting go of her.

"Saki-chan doesn't like reporters. Mom'll kill us if she finds out she skipped and I let her," Tetsutetsu tightens his grip when Sakura attempts to slip away.

"Wakahisa. Nezu wants to meet with you," Shōta says, making Sakura narrow her eyes slightly.

I still can't fucking believe Eraserhead's my homeroom teacher.

"What the hell did you do?" Tetsutetsu signs while giving Sakura a glare. Sakura steps away from him and shrugs.

"I didn't do anything. I'll meet up with you at lunch," The pink haired teenager signs while walking towards Shōta.

"What does Nezu-Sensei need?"

"He has some questions for you. Come on," Shōta says vaguely, making the hair on the back of Sakura's neck stand up. She narrows her eyes at the man's back while following after him.

What do you know? What does Nezu know?

Sakura has an incredibly bad feeling about this.

Hey! Hope you like the new chapter! What's gonna happen? Why does Nezu want to see Sakura? So many questions...

Hope you guys are enjoying the story so far! Bye!

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