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To all of you who have reviewed, thank you! It always means so much to me that I have people reading, and enjoying, what I write. It's like a dream!
For those of you who may or may not be wondering how much Kyoya existing in this will change canon BNHA, this is where it really starts. Have fun! Oh, and no, I don't hate Uraraka. I actually really like her character, but for this story, Kyoya only finds her annoying until she gains his respect the same way she got mine; the fight with Bakugou, which is still a very long way away.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, not KHR or BNHA.
The dynamic between his former Sky and Storm was… well, simply put, night and day to what Kyoya was used to seeing with these two. It really threw him for a loop as he watched Bakugou genuinely try to beat the life from Midoriya. Mainly because Hayato would willingly kill himself before he ever even thought of hurting Tsunayoshi, but Bakugou? He seemed to get off on beating their Sky. Kyoya would be genuinely creeped out by this switch if he hadn't spent the past day re-affirming that these people were strangers and not family.
(It was still weird.)
Midoriya and the annoying herbivore won the 'battle' but Bakugou won the fight. Iida… didn't do much. He moved things around the room and out of the way, but that was really it. Then again, the annoying herbivore also did next to nothing. She ran around and used a floating pillar to bat a couple of rocks at Iida. (Until she stopped being annoying, she wouldn't be named properly, even in his head. Once she was deemed 'respected' she might get called by name. Maybe.) Annoying herbivores aside, though, it was an intense fight that had Kyoya on the balls of his feet, wanting more than anything at that moment to join them. He didn't care which side, he wanted to fight too!
"The next pair will be…?!" All Might shouted as he reached back into the boxes for new 'Villains' and 'Heroes'. "Teams I and B!"
Kyoya could feel just about every eye on him as he cocked his head, feigning disinterest. His team was the 'Villain' in this exercise, and it appeared that the 'Heroes' would be the other team, which consisted of the man with multiple arms and the guy with the two-toned hair with ice on his costume. Or maybe it was part of his costume? Either way, it seemed 'ice' might just be part of his Quirk.
Kyoya really hoped the teen wouldn't solely use ice to fight and would actually put up some sort of fun- er… resistance to challenge Kyoya in a battle. Yeah. That.
(Oh who was he trying to kid? He just knew this was going to be a fun fight.)
The three of them were waiting next to the weapon, Chrome/ Invisible girl was saying something about 'getting serious and taking off her gloves and boots.'
"As an invisible individual, that's the obvious thing you should do." Kyoya said, turning to Hagakure. "Though I suppose… as a girl…"
"Ah." She sounded a like she just realized what he was saying. "Don't look, ok?"
"How can I? You're invisible." Kyoya deadpanned and looked back at Ojiro. "Right?"
"Ah ahaha, yeah. That's my thinking too." He said, a hand rubbing the back of his head.
"OK! I'm going to go be the vanguard. You guys keep the weapon safe, k?" Hagakure said as her bare feet smacked lightly toward the door.
"Step lighter! I can still hear you!" Kyoya called over his shoulder. He immediately stopped hearing her feet after that. Kyoya narrowed his eyes in concentration, his instincts telling him something was about to happen, and that he should probably be ready for anything.
He was so glad he lived his life as a Guardian in the Mafia. Some things just wouldn't happen right otherwise.
"Himura?"
"Shh."
Kyoya walked out to the hallway and placed a hand on the floor. He still couldn't use his Flames anywhere outside his body, but all this 'touching others to feel their Flames' gave him an idea. He expanded his senses as much as he could, as much as he ever had in his last life, forcing his Flames to at least tell him where other Flames were. He took a deep breath in… and he could sense Ojiro, beside him. Hagakure, stepping lightly down the stairs toward the enemy. And…
And a wave of some kind was coming his way. His Flames hadn't told him that – it was all his honed training and assassin's instincts. Kyoya lunged back into the main room, both tonfa in hand and he jumped straight up, the long part of one tonfa slamming into the ceiling. He activated the spikes so he could hold himself up – just as the room froze over.
He tisked as Ojiro's feet froze to the floor. No doubt Hagakure's feet had as well.
Kyoya placed a finger to his lips, quieting the teen as Ojiro looked up at him in distressed confusion. He couldn't blame the child, there had been no real warning before the room froze – it was truly Kyoya's instincts that acted in his favour. Now, with Kyoya hanging from the ceiling and partially hidden behind the frozen door, all that was left to do was to wait. With the 'Villains' Frozen over and unable to move, the 'Heroes' would have to come to them, he reasoned. Kyoya had never been a particularly patent person, but he would be damned if he let that be his down fall.
As foot steps got closer, an idea came to Kyoya's head. He blinked, not liking the idea, as it would mean less fighting and therefore less fun, but it was a far better way to secure a win for their team – and that was what Kyoya had said they would do, wasn't it? Overcome impossible odds. With a near silent sigh, one just loud enough to gather Ojiro's attention, he reached into his pocket and tossed a small object to the other man. Ojiro caught it, gave it a confused look for a second before realization sparked across his determined features. He gave a nod to Kyoya and looked back at the door as the sound of foot steps came close.
Ojiro stretched out the Capture Tape just as the half ice-covered teen stepped through the door.
"You can move to try to capture me if you want, but you would be tearing off the skin on your feet, and I doubt you would be able to fight at your best then." The teen said to Ojiro as he walked closer to get to the weapon, and once he was close enough Kyoya flung himself off the imbedded tonfa.
One foot hit the teen square in the back, and the other hit the base of his skull, where neck met head. The higher hit landed slightly lighter than the hit to his back, if only because Kyoya didn't want the other teen dead… unconscious was fine. The herbivore's corpse/ unconscious body was tossed into Ojiro's arms and Kyoya sighed. That was over disappointingly fast. He groaned as All Might announced that the 'Hero Todoroki' had been captured and could no longer move until the exercise was completed. Kyoya doubted the teen would even be awake by then.
He gave a slightly louder groan and wondered if the other teen was headed his way, or if he was waiting by the entrance for his team mate. Though, All Might did just announce that he was the sole 'Hero' left, so he would have to go in. But where would he be coming in from? As he wondered what to do, his communicator was connected through to Hagakure.
"Please go around me!" she said in earnest panic. "I know you can't see me, but I'm on the second-floor platform, almost right in front of you! My feet are bare and stuck, I can't move without hurting myself! You'll have to go the other way up. I won't even put up a fight! I promise!" there was a pause as she whimpered, "Oh, you're just going around me - OW! Ow ow ow ow! Ok, you got past me." Another pause. Then the sentence that made her far more tolerable.
"You get all that, Himura-kun?"
"Loud and clear." He grinned. She put him through just so he would know where his opponent would be. What a lovely thing to do.
"Good job, Hagakure-chan." Ojiro said from just behind him, and Kyoya glanced over his shoulder at the other teen to give him a grin too. Ojiro smiled and gave Kyoya a thumbs-up.
'Now, the fun begins.' Kyoya thought, almost giddy with excitement. The large teen was almost 7 times his strength, with 6 arms and he had a little more than half a foot on Kyoya in height. He stepped into the room with the air of a man intent on winning, and he looked around glancing between Kyoya and his one tonfa (the other was still stuck in the ceiling), then at Ojiro and his frozen feet, and then to his partner, laying unconscious on the floor between them. The man brought his arms up in a typical boxer's stance.
Kyoya let out a boyish laugh before he lunged.
The fight lasted about 6 times as long as the 'fight' with the other teen – that is, it lasted about 6 seconds. Kyoya hit three times with his one tonfa, twice with a fist, all to the gut, before he put his foot up on the other's still bent forward knee to hoist himself up to grab his other tonfa from the ceiling. He used the momentum from his jump to kick the other teen in the underside of his chin and used that momentum to pull his tonfa free of the frozen tiles. He landed perfectly on his feet and in a mirror of the other teen's stance, ready to fight –
Only the other teen was down for the count.
Kyoya huffed as he straightened from his crouch and turned to Ojiro with an honest-to-god pout on his lips. All Might shouted their victory as Kyoya began nudging the ice-brained teen with his foot in hopes of waking him. Well… for him it was a 'nudge', for anyone else, it was a rather powerful kick.
"Oi, Himura. I get that you're disappointed, but you don't have to take it out on the unconscious guy." Ojiro said from his side.
"I wanna fight more. I thought being a Hero would let me fight more." Kyoya tried to keep the pout from his voice but had minimal success. He continued to 'nudge' the other teen awake.
"Is that why you're here? Trying to be a Hero so you can fight more?" Kyoya nodded and then turned a glare to the other teen as he laughed. "Wow, you really are an odd one! Tell you what. You wake him in a 'nicer' way, not by kicking him, and I'll spar you after school today."
Kyoya's eyes widened, and that was all the emotion he would let himself display, despite the sudden joy that lit in him with the opportunity. "…promise?"
Ojiro gave him a calm smile. "Yeah." He extended his hand. "Promise."
Kyoya was hesitant for only a moment. What if this was another person from his past, come to haunt him? What if this was another Family member he had lost and got back? From the trend lately, it stood to reason that Ojiro was someone he used to know, and now didn't. Kyoya really didn't want to deal with that, again. He already had to watch the people that were closest to him interact with other people and be different people than he was used to.
But then again, he was Hibari Kyoya. He didn't do fear or hesitation. He took the teens hand and their Flames met. Strong, bright and pure Rain Flames met Kyoya's Cloud, and they mingled as Kyoya gave an internal sigh of relief. He didn't know this person. He hadn't met this person before – they were entirely new Flames.
Kyoya gave Ojiro a small smile, a real, genuine and rare smile.
Then he turned to the icy herbivore, leaned down to untie his hands and slapped the guy awake. (Really it only took one good back hand. Kyoya saw his eyes flutter open and slapped him again anyway.)
Ojiro made a sound somewhere between a chock and a laugh. "Hi-Himura. That's not what I meant." He chuckled.
"Um, I hate to interrupt, but can someone make the ice melt? My feet really hurt." Hagakure said over their comms and stressed the second to last word with a whimper mixed in. Kyoya lifted a hand to his comm.
"On it." He looked to the ice herbivore, smirked at his glare and opened his mouth to 'kindly' ask him to melt his team members when he was rudely interrupted.
"Why did you slap me?" The teen asked as he stood, still glaring.
"Well, I had to wake you up somehow. Now, you-"
"I looked you in the eye and you hit me again."
"…And?"
The teen gave him an even angrier glare. "And the next time you hit me, I will freeze you down to the bone."
Kyoya smirked. "Oh, how cold. How scary." He said in the most deadpan voice he could. "Now, about my team mates. Could you care to unfreeze them?"
"And what makes you think I would?" The ice herbivore was even more annoying than the weirdly named herbivore with the squeaky voice. Kyoya narrowed his eyes and moved as fast as his Flames could accelerate him in the small space he had to work with. He twisted around the teen, pulling one of the teen's hands behind his back, forcing the palm up and between his shoulder blades, and pulled his legs out from under him.
In less than the blink of an eye, Kyoya was kneeling on top of the ice herbivore, his knee forcing the boy's wrist into a near bone-breaking bend. He knew the boy's shoulder was probably straining too, with how high he had pulled his hand. Kyoya smirked as he slid the cool steel of his tonfa under the boy's throat and slammed the other into the ground in front of his face.
"I know you'll melt this ice, because if you don't," Kyoya hit the button for the spikes on his tonfa in front of the boy's face, and Kyoya relished in the feel of his flinch. Kyoya slid the cold steel of his second tonfa under the other's chin again as he leaned in and whispered almost adoringly, "I'll bite you to death."
All Might came rushing into the building seconds after Kyoya had let the two-toned teen go, the building heated and his team mates thawed. Kyoya grabbed Hagakure's boots and gloves and walked out with a vicious smirk over his shoulder at the two-toned herbivore.
"You'll never be a Hero."
Kyoya paused and cocked his head toward the teen, allowing him a moment to continue.
"Young Todoroki, just because someone is Quirkless doesn't mean that-" All Might began, but Todoroki interrupted him.
"I'm not saying that. I'm saying that you, Himura Kyoya, will never be a true Hero. You have too much evil in you. You can not be a Hero." The boy said it in such a quiet, fearful yet determined voice that Kyoya just had to turn to see his face. The ice had melted away from his face, allowing Kyoya to see both his eyes – and Kyoya immediately knew he would never see this person eye-to-eye.
He knew the boy had strong Storm Flames – he had felt them while kneeling on his back – so he knew it wasn't Mukuro, but he'd be damned if he would ever get along with someone with heterochromatic eyes – not after his life-long feud with the illusionist. That being said, Kyoya loved the determined caution glaring in those mis-matched eyes.
"What are you talking about?" All Might was studying Todoroki, but the teen wouldn't look back at him – he was focused solely on the teen most of the way past the door.
"Well," Kyoya began, gaining the attention of the older Hero. The herbivore with several arms was kneeling by Todoroki's side, four arms wrapped around his midsection and the bottom arm on each side had hands clenched into fists at the ground. He was glaring just as hard as the teen he was kneeling next to. "To be honest, you're right. I'm probably not the best candidate to be a Hero, morally speaking."
"Then what brings you here?" All Might asked in his loud and bellowing voice. His eyes were shadowed by his eyebrows and Kyoya couldn't get a good read on them due to that, but from the tone, the man wasn't being aggressive as he asked, he was just genuinely curious.
"I just want good fights with other carnivores like me. Villain or Hero, it really doesn't matter. But you really do want me to be a Hero, because as a Villain… well…" Kyoya let an evil grin fold onto his lips and let his blood-lust roam free. He had kept it contained for most of his life, never let anyone feel it because no one would take him for a Hero if they did. "I'd probably bite you all to death on principal alone."
He turned back to the door and took a step, paused just before he stepped into the little floating black speck and handed the gloves and boots to Hagakure.
"Wha- how did-"
"You're communicator." Kyoya said as he walked past her, leaving both Hagakure and Ojiro wondering just who they had accidentally made 'friends' with.
"It's a fated battle between men!" The annoying herbivore squeaked to the two herbivores beside her. The three herbivores, Kyoya, and Ojiro had watched as Midoriya and Bakugou stood by the main gates and… well, 'talk' was the wrong word, but Kyoya couldn't care to find another that fit better. Kyoya ignored her as he walked passed, not just because she had no idea how 'fated' it really was with who they used to be, but also because Ojiro was walking next to him toward the training grounds for a spar.
After their interaction with All Might and the other team, Kyoya had half expected Ojiro to take back his offer for a spar. He had intentionally tried to scare everyone in the building with him, Ojiro and Hagakure included, and while Hagakure had backed off a bit, she also seemed just as reserved as she had before the fight – how Chrome used to be all the time before she had come to this world. Perhaps that was it? Maybe like with how Midoriya seemed a little more at ease with Kyoya due to their past, maybe Chrome was peeking through in this life?
Regardless, Ojiro seemed just the same as he was before Kyoya had tried to scare him. And maybe that bugged him a bit – he had actually tried to scare someone away, and they wouldn't leave – but he was also way pre-occupied by the fact that he got to spar someone with a tail! He's never fought someone with a tail before, and it looked like Ojiro had full control over it. Would he use it like a Kangaroo, or just like another limb like his arm?
"So the training grounds are supposed to be just behind the building, I think…"
"Oh! Are you looking for the training grounds too?" A voice asked almost excitedly from behind them. Kyoya gave an internal sigh as he turned to look at the speaker. It was the red-head with the hardening Quirk, accompanied by the blond that was once Yamamoto Takeshi, the herbivore that looked like a bird, and the teen with multiple arms. Kyoya cocked his head to the side at the glare he was receiving from the brute, the bored indifference coming from the bird hybrid, and the happy smiles he was getting from the other two.
"Yeah," Ojiro said from just behind him. Kyoya glanced over his shoulder at him – and his instincts started screaming to move. Kyoya listened, of course, moving back a step as he looked back to the people in front. His back met Ojiro's chest from how close they were and Kyoya couldn't move back any farther without toppling them over – so it was a good thing that the one step back was enough to evade the three-armed punch that would have hit other wise. As it was it was close enough to rustle his hair.
"Whoa! Dude, hold up! You don't have to be like that!" The red-head exclaimed as he pulled the large teen back with the other two's help. Kyoya just grinned.
"Rematch?" he asked, attempting for something similar to innocent despite the small amount of blood-lust leaking from him. He couldn't help it though – this herbivore had a fast punch, and he looked mad. It would be nothing but pure fun to fight him when he knew what was coming. The bird herbivore and Ojiro seemed to be the only two that caught the intent, and they both backed off. The other two seemed to not notice and the angry herbivore who took the swing seemed to notice, but not care.
One of the arms came up and the 'head' of it turned into a disembodied mouth. "Yes. Rematch, at the training grounds. Now."
"Only if you're sure you can last longer than last time." Kyoya shrugged, a motion that seemed almost too elegant to have come from him. It was meant to aggravate the teen, and it worked perfectly. With a silent glower, he stalked forward, passed Kyoya and toward to what was assumed to be the training grounds.
"You really do love fighting, don't you." It was phrased as a question but asked in a deadpan tone and Kyoya glanced at Ojiro before nodding and turning to follow the behemoth down the hall. The others followed him.
"So I'm Kirishima Ejiro! It's nice to meet you, bro! You guys were super manly today at the mock battles." Kyoya turned to the red-head and regretted his decision to take the other's pro-offered hand the moment their palms met.
'Ah. I found Ryohei.'
From the roof of the building the teens were exiting, a lone figure stood tall, watching them. He watched as they began rough-housing, being normal kids for a moment before tonfa slid into the hands of the violent teen in the middle they had clearly annoyed, and they all settled into battle ready stances – and then Kyoya attacked. The 5-on-1 seemed like it would be the beating of the century for the Quirkless teen in the middle, but if it really was who Aizawa thought it was, then the teen could take it.
Less than 5 minutes later, as the sun fully set behind them, Kyoya stood victorious over the groaning and withering teens on the ground, all of them thoroughly beaten. Aizawa let a small, fond smile fall across his lips, watching them question him. He was too far away to hear them properly, but he could guess that they were wondering if he really was Quirkless, or if he was even human. He was right on who this really was, although if he remembered his past remained unknown. Really, the only reason Aizawa had antagonized the kid earlier in the day was just to see if it was really him. The way he acted, the way he spoke, hell, the way he walked – it was just so obviously Hibari Kyoya that Aizawa couldn't help himself. He had needed to know if he was really alone in this world. But he wasn't – he wasn't all alone.
Aizawa reached up to play with the curled sideburns next to his left ear, only to catch nothing and remember sadly that they weren't there. Even after years and years of being 'Aizawa Shota', some parts of 'Reborn – The World's Greatest Hitman' remained.
Omake: Kyoya is actually very anti-social.
"…So, I don't like human contact. At all." Kyoya said to the dark of the tunnel. The end of the hall was only a couple meters away. If he walked through it while still holding Hagakure's hand… what kind of ridicule would he face? He had to shake her hand loose, and while he was actively trying, it seemed she was far stronger than he had anticipated.
(It never once occurred to him that all anyone could see was her gloves and boots, and if he just kept his hand down, no one would notice.)
"Hm? Oh sorry." Hagakure pulled her hand from his before a realization struck her. "Wait. You're the one that offered your hand to me first!" she exclaimed.
"I know. It surprised me too, but I still don't like people touching me."
"You're an odd one, aren't you?" Ojiro said from off to the side.
'Oh if only you knew how 'odd' I was to this world.' Kyoya thought, but he merely gave a small hum to the other man.
Well… I made Kyoya a little eviller and more sadistic than I had remembered him to be in canon, but it fit so… yeah. How were the fights? And the plot twist? Did anyone see last bit that coming? Sorry for the cliff-hanger, and I know that a lot of you prefer longer chapters and a longer wait, but I felt it needed to end there. Next chapter will be longer, promise! And I'm most of the way through it, so the next chapter shouldn't be too much longer, wait wise!