Why was this so hard to get out?! I'm so sorry~! I had to re-watch a few episodes, again and again, just to plot this out properly… AND IT"S SHORT!

Disclaimer: not mine.

Warning: have you guys ever read a story from Ourliazo? Take a Kyoya from literally any of their stories based around him, and that's the Kyoya I based this whole story on (of course I mixed him with canon and made a little gentler version for BNHA). So this is gonna be a little… gruesome in some parts. The next chapter will be even more so.

You were warned.

Kyoya really did expect this to be fun, and of course, it was fun bashing in the heads of random low-level Villains, but Kyoya had been hoping for just a little more of a challenge because honestly, this was as disappointing as it was fun to throw his power around. There were so many, literally more than he could count now that he was down here with them, but they still were falling far too fast. And maybe that was because he was that strong, maybe it was because Reborn was fighting at his side for the first time in what felt like an eternity, but mostly, Kyoya figured it was because they were "Low Level" and therefore not really worth his time…

If there weren't so many of them.

(That was really the only thing that kept him down here and not grumpily sulking back up to Ojiro and them due to how truly weak his opponents were.)

They were tenacious though he'd give them that. The first few he had beaten to the ground were beginning to regain consciousness already and he was barely halfway toward the main bad guy – or what he assumed was the main bad guy. He had this deranged feel to him that made it really seem like he was a little more than unhinged. That, and the purple floating herbivore-thing was standing close, and it seemed to be reporting to the deranged and unhinged man.

Then, in less than a blink of an eye, the purple guy was gone.

Screams sounded from up the stairs about 10 seconds after he vanished, then explosions. Kyoya looked at a panicked Reborn, the man obviously twitching for a gun he didn't have, trapped by the disposable pawns.

"Kyoya!" Reborn called over the heads of herbivores pretending to be Villains. "I need you to go up there! The students can't defend themselves like you can! I can't go!" Which was fair. Reborn was actually closer to the baddie and Kyoya had a nearly clear path to the stairs – if he ran over a few bits of trash.

He crouched down low, his knees touching his chest, and Kyoya focused as much of his Cloud Flames in his legs as he could, preparing for a jump that would clear most of the herbivores in one shot – if none of them were stupid enough grab him.

One of them was stupid enough.

Kyoya burst up in a jump that would normally baffle most minds – but the moment his feet cleared the 9-foot mark someone wrapped something around his ankle and pulled. With wide, startled eyes, Kyoya dropped back down into the crowd and he grinned. They wanted to play it this way, huh? Well, he would happily oblige them… for the moment.

It took Kyoya nearly twice as long as it should have to reach the top of the stairs, but his tonfa were glistening in a new, pretty shade of red, so he didn't mind – until he saw that more than half the class was missing. The Pro Hero, 13 was one of the few left standing. Along with him was the annoying floating herbivore, the class rep, the multi-armed omnivore that had proven himself in his rematch a few days prior, the pink herbivore, and two other male herbivores that he knew were classmates, but he hadn't yet had the time to get acquainted with.

Ojiro wasn't with them. And neither was Hagakure or Tokoyami. The reincarnations of his Sky, Storm, Sun and Rain were missing as well. The purple guy was saying something, but Kyoya was just a bit too far away to catch, and he was seething. This thing had the audacity to touch Kyoya's herbivores? That would not stand.

(He quieted the part in him that said that it was all his fault. After all, if he had just listened to Reborn when the man had told him to stay, then Ojiro, Hagakure and the rest would still be here. They would still be fine because Kyoya would have been able to do something to stop the guy. But he had wanted to bite herbivores to death – why was that more important than protecting what was his?!)

He hadn't slowed his run the slightest after he had cleared the stairs, and he reached them just as the Pro Hero started telling them the plan of attack – which was actually just getting Class Rep out of the building so he could get reinforcements. They all looked up to his arrival, with varying degrees of shock as they took in his tonfa. Why would they focus on-?

Oh yeah. Right, the blood. He forgot how squeamish herbivores could be to the sight of blood. From the looks of a few – the floating girl and multi-arm (he really should learn their names) – he thought it might be best to explain it a little.

"I didn't kill anyone, I just made sure they weren't getting back up anytime soon."

Before they could even give him a response (the pink girl looked on in joyed awe, her mouth agape with a question she never got to ask) the purple guy floating in front of them, blocking Iida from getting their reinforcements, spoke. Or laughed… and then spoke? It was a weird mixture like he hadn't finished laughing before he opted to talk at them.

"It looks like a Villain snuck in with the Hero candidates." It laughed before reaching forward as if he were beckoning one of the students closer. Kyoya cocked an eyebrow and looked around at the students, wondering who the intruder could be talking about. They were all staring at him…

"Oh, he meant me." Kyoya said in understanding as he looked back at the guy.

"Who else?" the multi-armed teen asked as if he was dumbfounded that Kyoya hadn't made the connection sooner. Kyoya pursed his lips at the other teen a moment before he glared back at the man/thing that was still laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked, thrusting a tonfa at the man.

"What am I laughing at? I'm simply overjoyed that one of us had infiltrated these bumbling students. Now, I may not know your name, but clearly, you…"

Kyoya ignored the rest of the thing's words as he glanced at the others. "Look, a perfect way to distract him while Iida gets to the door." He looked directly into the stunned gray eyes of his classmate. "When I say 'go', you run, and you do not stop."

"Are you even listening to me?" The thing finally seemed to notice that Kyoya wasn't paying attention, so Kyoya rolled his eyes back to the thing.

"Yeah, sure. I'm a very bad person, blah blah blah. You're too noisy, herbivore, I think it's time I taught you how to shut up."

"Herbivore?!" It (He?) reared back as if slapped and he (it?) started snarling something Kyoya didn't care about. Something about how he wasn't a Hero because his tonfa were bloody? Herbivore, please, this tirade was getting too repetitive.

Kyoya lunged with all the force he was capable of gathering in his legs, darting in close and slamming a tonfa into the man/thing's vaguely concentrated mass at the center. It made a horrible, near retching sound as it soared up before the chains from Kyoya's tonfa caught him again and slammed him back down to the ground.

"GO!" he screamed at the class rep as he tore at the thing's chest plate. A gate opened near the door as Iida and Multi-arm darted past him to the door. With a rage he barely ever let himself actually feel, Kyoya ripped the chest plate open, causing the thing to stop cold.

"Pull back your gate, or I start pulling out ribs." He sneered with a blood lust he usually kept contained. Kyoya didn't take his eyes off the enemy, but by the sounds his classmates were making, the gate had been closed, and Iida had gotten out. The guy (because this was a male chest he was threatening to tear open) shuddered and asked softly,

"Are you sure about being a Hero? This is the kind of blood lust I would expect from a trained killer." He sounded scared, terrified even. Kyoya couldn't bite back his smirk as he leaned in.

"That's because I am." He whispered with a wink. He leaned back and spoke a little louder as the other students came in a little closer. "Now, I want some information out of you, and you will give it to me."

"Will you torture me for the information? Because that doesn't sound like what a Hero would do."

"No, it doesn't." he drawled. "So don't make me do something you'll regret. Now, tell me where you took my herbivores."

"…What?"

Kyoya sighed as if it should have been obvious what and who he was talking about and he was extremely disappointed in his captive to have to elaborate. (It was a very long and well-practiced sigh.) "The blond boy with the long tail, the invisible girl, and the boy with a bird's head. Where. Did. They. Go?" Kyoya tapped out the last four words against the man's rib cage on his left side, close to his heart, just to scare the man a little more.

He had forgotten how absolutely fun it was when he had been working with the Vongola. To have a taste of the insanity like this was nearly intoxicating.

"I sent the students all over the building, but they're all in here still! I swear!"

"Mm-mm, that's not the answer I wanted." He dug his fingernails into the man's skin, not enough to draw blood, just enough to cause a red indent.

The man nearly whimpered in fear when Kyoya was suddenly jerked away by his jacket. He blinked in surprise as he looked up at the black-haired student with the tape coming out of his elbow… and attached to his back.

"Himura, that's enough." The Pro Hero said sternly from his place on the ground next to the students. Kyoya rolled his eyes over to the downed Hero. "We now are certain that the others are in the building, and that's good enough. There's no need to go farther to injure a captured Villain. That's not what Heroes do."

Kyoya considered his words a moment before he looked back at said 'Captured Villain'… that had vanished as quickly as he had appeared. He growled back at the teen that pulled him off his prey. How was he going to protect what was his now that the only way to find them was gone?

"Retract your tape or I'll bite you to death."

The tape was removed rather quickly after that and Kyoya stood tall, adjusting the lapels of his jacket that weren't even messed up in the slightest. He liked looking perfect, no matter how prissy that may have seemed. He ran his fingers through his hair a moment before he stooped down to grab the tonfa he had dropped when he had climbed onto his target – er… no, that wasn't a target or a hit of any kind. He was getting his roles in this life and his past all mixed up again, wasn't he…? No wonder none of the students thought he was Hero quality.

He sighed a genuine sigh of disappointment in himself for his lapse in memory.

Bad Kyoya.

But, if it worked…

Good Kyoya?

Hmm…

He shook his head again and turned to the others still staring at him with so many different expressions he couldn't identify, an it disturbed him a little at the fact that he could only categorize them between negative and one positive. (Honestly, it seemed like that pink girl was just happy to be a part of everything. He could see stars glittering in her eyes as she grinned at him.)

"You weren't, like, actually going to torture him if he didn't answer you, right?" The annoying/floating herbivore asked pensively, leaning away as if he was going to attack her just for speaking. (And on a bad day, she would be right too. But she was already on the ground, and even Kyoya wouldn't attack her when she looked so scared and wasn't able to properly defend herself from her place. He wasn't a monster.)

"What did sensei call it on our first day? A calculated bluff, I believe? Of course, I wouldn't torture him, I like this suit too much to ruin it with his blood."

She turned a little pale and Kyoya couldn't hold back his small laugh. "I apologize. That joke was in poor taste. Are you alright?" Kyoya kept his tonfa behind his back (He figured she was still a little wary of the pretty red drying on his weapons) as he took a few quick steps over to her and extended a hand to help her up, knowing what she could do with her quirk if given an opportunity like this.

She looked at him and his hand distrustfully. "You know I can make you float if I touch you with all my fingers tips, right?"

"Yes, of course. I may not remember names very well, but I remember powers. Strength is really all that matters to me." He said and, like letting a scared animal scent him, he lowered his hand a bit more, palm up to show he had no tricks hidden.

"Uraraka Ochako." She said, finally taking his hand and heaving herself up. He noticed how she kept her pinky finger away from his hand as she stood, but quite frankly that fact was overshadowed by the Mist Flames all but attacking his Cloud.

Miura Haru. This young woman was the reincarnation of Miura Haru.

What. The. FU-

Well, actually that explained a lot about why she didn't like him, and why he found her so bloody annoying.

A scream – small, but it travelled far enough to gather the attention of the students and the Pro Hero at the front door. Kyoya's heart sank into his stomach as Sun Flames, so powerful and bright, called to him for help of all things along with that scream. Kyoya was pulling away from Haru's reincarnation and running for the stairs at top speed, ignoring the Pro Hero as he called for Kyoya to stop and not to help his friend and mentor.

Like hell he was just going to stand by with those Flames calling for help.

His shoes clicked dramatically in his ears as he took in the scene in the plaza. The thing with its brain exposed was smashing Reborn into the ground, immobilizing the hitman – though at this distance the details were hazy, it looked like the guy covered in hands was reaching for one of his classmates in the small lake just to the side.

He jumped two steps down. He wasn't going to make it. They were so far away from him, and he was at the top of the stairs still.

Another two steps. He couldn't lose what was his again. He couldn't lose his only friend he had managed to get back from his previous life; he couldn't lose Reborn again. He had watched the man die once; he couldn't stand to watch it again!

Another two steps and his heart snarled in time with his Flames pressing against his skin. He couldn't – no he wouldn't lose them again! They were his! This whole class was his, damn it! Just like in Namimori; that whole town was his!

Another two steps, he snarled and extended his tonfa, the longer shaft pointed away from him and-

There. The smallest flicker of Flames touched the end of his tonfa, where his chain was suddenly ejecting from, and he knew that his chain couldn't make it to them in time, it was only so long, but he needed to try something! Anything! He had to!

The chain extended, more and more, and then beyond what he knew would be the extent of the chains' length; but there was still that small, almost frail flicker of Cloud Flame at the end of his tonfa, at the start of his chain, and Kyoya knew that his flames were responding to him at long last! That he would be able to save what was his; so long as he continued his near desperate run for the herbivores he could save them.

The ends of his chains made it, one around the necks of each assailant, and he wretched them back just as he jumped – the force of the pull as well as his jump making him airborne as well as succeeding in bringing the two from his teacher/friend and classmate. A roar tore from his lips as he closed in on them, his knee posed to strike the back of the thing, as it appeared to be the bigger threat than the guy covered in hands – henceforth named Handy.

Kyoya pulled back his Flames from his tonfa, focusing as much as he could into a solid point on his kneecap, both to stop the plate from breaking, and to increase the damage about to be dealt. He landed with a very satisfying 'Crunch' the thing's back, listening to its shriek of pain as his spinal column shattered, and the choking gurgle coming from the Handy just to the side. Kyoya retracted his chain, about as much as would fit back into his tonfa, which left nearly 20 feet of chain dragging the ground as he leapt back to stand in front of the other students in his class – one of which he was just now realizing was his former Sky. Kyoya landed with all the grace he could manage next to the boy and took in his panicked panting.

The green small animal was standing at the water's edge, on the landing but drenched as if he had been in the water just a second before. He was crouching, eyes wide, one foot in a lunge with his right knee nearly on the ground, his fists balled up – one posed as if he had intended to strike something, and the confusion in his eyes as he looked around solidified that in his mind.

The Sky had been about to destroy his arm to punch Handy, who had been about to harm the green frog girl.

"Where – where did he-?"

"Over there," Kyoya said, pointing at Handy a good couple meters away. With an overly dramatic gasp, the Sky looked up at Kyoya, before his eyes darted to the girl. As he did, Kyoya took in how Reborn wasn't moving; unconscious, as he caught the minute movement from his back that indicated breathing, thank god. Kyoya continued to listen to the herbivores as he switched his attention to the thing still shrieking at him for breaking its back.

"A-a-are you-"

"I'm fine, Midoriya-chan. Gero, thank you for coming to the rescue, Himura-chan." She said pleasantly as she looked up at him. The purple balled student opened his mouth, but Kyoya spoke first, with a glare intense enough to cause all three shudder and creep closer together – Midoriya even fell onto his butt as he paled.

"I will say this once, and once only. Do not add a suffix of any kind to my name, ever." He turned his glare to Handy and the thing creeping closer, "Or I'll bite you to death, herbivore. Now stay behind me, and don't move."

"You cheated!" Handy cried, though his voice was weakened from the chain before, and thus was barely heard from the distance. His coughs afterword rang clear though. Handy gripped his throat in his hands as the purple gate person materialized beside him. "How did you get all the way over here? You're a student, aren't you? How did you k-"

Whatever he was about to say was ignored as Kyoya began tugging at the ends of his tonfa, breaking the thick steel to shorten the chain so as to not hinder his movements. They all paused as the heavy metal clanged to the ground and a meek voice, male but not the little Sky, asked,

"Di-did you just tear through steel?"

"Yes. It grew too long and needed to be trimmed. Now, shut up and stay behind me." Kyoya glanced up at the nearly dumbfounded expressions of their enemies and maintained eye contact with Handy as he tore through the second chain and dropped it to the ground.

The man-child gulped.

But then Handy seemed to compose himself, clasping one hand with the other in front of him; his stance and all the hands grasping him at different places, dismembered though they were, reminded Kyoya of a dangerous criminal being brought to justice. Somehow it seemed to almost magnify the 'unhinged and deranged' vibe he had going. Then the mumbling he couldn't quite hear started and Kyoya really didn't like it.

"What are your quirks again?" Kyoya asked down at the herbivores behind him.

"Frog. I'm basically a frog." The girl said as if her quirk wasn't obvious. She didn't say anything more, but by the fearful look in her eye, it was because she didn't trust Kyoya. His former Sky (he should probably stop thinking like that) started stuttering again and Kyoya waved him off to look directly at the kid with the balls on his head.

"Uh, I have ultra sticky balls on my head, that stick to anything that isn't me. I can take them off and attach them to different places?"

An idea popped into Kyoya's head as Handy screamed for 'Nomu' (Kyoya guessed it was the brain-thing?) to get him. He quickly drew a pentagram on the ground in front of the little herbivore with the toe of his shoe. He started to reiterate his plan to the other herbivores as he threw the monster over his shoulder. It was about time to end things.

Hey all! So a lot of you think that Ojiro and Kyoya would be cute together, and by a lot, I mean I thought I would have to count the few supporters chapter by chapter just to get to 10, and instead I've nearly doubled it on one… but I thought I should clear things up;

First of all, Kyoya will still be Ace, even if he's dating Ojiro. I'm still Bi, even though I've been with my bf for more than 4 years now. Secondly, the most I see Kyoya being ok with is a light kiss, some low-level hand-holding, and maybe 5 minutes of cuddling before he needed space. There will be no sex in this story. Lastly, it's still not determined if this is actually going to happen. The scene I have planned out long before anything with the boys might lead to an entirely different story than one that would allow them to be together. I don't know, I haven't written it yet.

Sorry to get hopes up, but please just know that it's at the back of my head, and 90% 'likely to happen' but not guaranteed. I promise nothing. Also, I only asked if people minded because I didn't think that many would like anything added to this story and because I accidentally added that tie scene to the beginning of the chapter and it just… I saw potential after it was written.

Ok, thanks, Bi-Bye! XD