this is short, but whatever. Deal with it. Also, thanks for the reviews, I never expected anyone to read this.
-PaleWolfsHowl.
Touya grimaced a little against his brother's multi-colored hair. He knew he shouldn't have just given up on his whole goal after a few shaky sentences from his little brother. But he couldn't help it. He'd only become a Villain in the first place for Shouto, so he could save him. The only other reason was that he'd been pushed too far. With no one to turn to. Fuyumi had been too gentle, and had always tried to make him feel better with encouraging words. But she also had tried to defend that man. Natsou wasn't good with emotions, and he didn't understand what Touya had been going through. And Shouto had been too young, maybe if he'd been older..
But It didn't matter now, he had his baby brother back now. And it was a real relief to feel any emotion besides fury and cold hatred. He felt the blistering pain in him fade as he released his quirk. Letting the flames flicker and fade away to nothing more than embers. The League had already used Warpgate's ability and left the area. Good. Even if he was handing himself over, he still believed in the purpose of curing the world of impure heroes. Not like Stain had, but some heroes needed to die. Like Endeavour, for example.
So he pulled his little brother closer as the authorities flooded into the area, though to his amusement, they all paused in shock, taking in the scene.
He knew he'd get away with his crimes, because of his upbringing, he'd most likely get stashed in a mental hospital for a while. But he'd be released soon enough if they knew his reasons.
He was aware of Shouto's classmates watching with shock, it was amusing how quickly they'd all frozen. Of course, they didn't understand why he, a well known Villain, was hugging their friend. Heh, if only they knew everything, then they'd really freeze.
Touya just pulled Shouto closer and glared icily at the confused police officers and pro heroes. He saw his little brother's teacher scuttle over to the green haired brat, and question him quietly.
Then.. the scene got a little hotter, the flaming piece of trash himself entered the area with a loud yell of, "SHOOOOUTO!"
Touya had to raise an eyebrow at that, the man was lucky Touya was holding his little brother right now, or he wouldn't hesitate to kill the so-called hero.
He let Shouto go a little, so he was free to turn around and confront his father with Touya.
Enji's fury practically radiated off of him, steam rising from him. "Shouto? What are you doing with this.. this villain?" Touya's father spat.
He turned to look at his brother, Shouto nodded a little, knowing what he wanted to do.
"Villain, huh? Thought you'd know my name, Enji." Touya spat, the icy side he'd gotten from his mother kicking in. He noticed how everyone, even the police and heroes, had gone silent at this. Maybe they could feel the tension, maybe they wanted to watch this play out.
"Why the heck would someone like you even deserve a name?" Spat the so-called hero, who's flaming mustache looked like it needed a trim.
Touya threw his head back and laughed, aware of Shouto shifting beside him. Obviously uncomfortable. Sorry, little bro. Shouto would not enjoy the attention he'd receive after this reveal.
"Why don't you ask yourself that question?!" Touya snarled loudly, blue flames flickering on his scarred hands. Ouch. He'd have to work at keeping his temper under control. "After all, you're the one who gave it to me, father." And with that, he reached into his cloak pocket and grabbed the can of hair dye removal.
Enji was gaping at him, as was everyone else- minus Shouto of course. Touya watched this with a viscous pleasure, as he sprayed the liquid into his hair. He shook his head as the black hair dye fell out of his hair.
Izuku gaped at the scene, Aizawa still beside him, and frozen. Dabi was a Todoroki? He was Todoroki's over brother? Who Izuku had never even heard of?
He watched, his green eyes filling with shock as Dabi's black hair dye streamed out of his hair, leaving red in its place.
The resemblance between Endeavour and Dabi was instantly recognizable. Even though Dabi was practically a rail, his eyes were exact copies of the number one hero's.
He watched as Todoroki leaned into Dabi, looking tired. Endeavour snarled at Dabi.
"You are not my son, monster." This just earned a lunatical, heartbreaking laugh from Dabi.
"Monster? I'm the MONSTER?! Who was it who used his children for his own selfish desires? Who was it who forced his children to train until they couldn't even stand? Who was it who locked a poor, traumatized woman in a hospital? Who was it who forced his five year old son to fight until he broke his legs!?" Dabi screamed at Endeavour, who looked locked in rage.
Izuku's breath caught, what? What was Dabi talking about? Surely he was lying. He had to be. Because if he wasn't….
Wait, Todoroki had broken his legs at five? Sure, Izuku had known Endeavour trained him, but not like that! And not that bad! Todoroki's refusal to use his fire sure made sense now.
Izuku knew he wasn't the only one who had frozen, the police, the heroes, even Kacchan had frozen at what Dabi had screamed.
"Because it wasn't me!" Dabi snarled softly, but everyone could hear him, because no one could move, or make a noise.
"It wasn't me! It was you! You were the one who did it all! You were the one who forced me to be like this! You were the one who stripped Shouto of his childhood and his mother! Not me! You have no right to call ME a monster!" Dabi screeched out, his words carrying more truth than Izuku had ever heard before. But Izuku didn't want to believe it, he couldn't! Because that would mean Todoroki had been abused! And Izuku had done nothing to help!
"You lie, villain. Shouto! Get away from it!" Endeavour snarled out, flames fanning around him wildly. To everyone's shock, Todoroki stepped forward, but only an inch. He clung onto Dabi like his life depended on it.
"No." Shouto Todoroki snarled, menace lacing his normally monotonous voice. Izuku was shocked, he'd never once heard this amount of emotion from the multi- colored teen.
"What?" Endeavour said in an icy voice, and Izuku couldn't help but flinch. Dani's words were seeming truer by the second.
"I said no." Todoroki repeated, his hand clenching his brother's arm in a death grip, not that Dabi seemed to mind. "No. I'm done playing this game. I'm done lying and pretending like you never did anything. I'm done trying to forgive you for something that you should be in jail for! I'm done acting like you weren't the one that forced Touya to run! I'm done pretending that you didn't do any of the things Touya just said you did! Because you did! Because of you, mom never got to live a life. Fuyumi never got to have a proper family, the only thing she ever wanted. And Natsou's had to run off to college and never show his face! I'm done pretending like I never cried myself to sleep with multiple broken bones and burns covering every darn inch of my skin! I'm done acting like Touya never shelled me from your flames, using himself like a shield!" Shouto Todoroki screamed at his father, his voice raising as he got more into his speech.
All Izuku could do was gape at them, how…? Why…? Who did he fail to notice!? How had he been such a bad friend!? All this time Todoroki had been hiding behind a mask of fake indifference, shrugging everything off like he was fine.
He remembered lucidly the look in Shouto's eyes at the Sports Festival, that haunted, sad look.
Izuku could barely pay attention to anything, his shock trapping him in ever spiraling thoughts. But he saw as Todoroki fell backwards a little, into Dabi- or was it Touya's- arms.