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Chapter 10

"H-Himiko?" Dabi gasped in shock looking down at the girl who held her tightly. "What the hell did you do to your hair?"

The transformation user pouted as she pulled back and looked at up Dabi. "Don't you like it? Giri was the one who suggested a disguise when I told him I was coming to visit you."

Dabi wanted to be angry at the girl but in all honesty, she was also was also glad to see one of her comrades again, especially after her run in at the bookstore. It wasn't until she heard the ding from the elevator and saw one of her neighbours stumbling down the pair did Dabi's heart skip a beat. Grabbing her keys, the cremation user quickly undid the lock on her door and pulled Himiko into the apartment. Holding her breath, Dabi watched the man slowly shuffle his past the peephole thankfully to drunk to have noticed anything.

Himiko leaned against the door pressing her ear to the heavy thick wood. "What are we doing?"

Dabi didn't answer she waited until the slam of a door signalled the all-clear before she raised her fist and punched Himiko hard on top of her head.

"Are you insane!"

"Ouchie," Himiko whined as she held her head. "That hurt Sis."

"Good," Dabi huffed turning on the lights and placing her bag on the counter that separated the kitchen from the rest of the apartment. The room was basically just a big square with a small kitchen and bathroom on either side of the open space that housed Dabi's desk, bed and a small table for eating. There was also a balcony that gave a nice view of Dagobah beach with a small combination washer and dryer on it for laundry. "And what's with calling me Sis anyway?"

"We're family Dabi," Himiko smiled jumping onto the bed and grabbing the closet pillow she could get her hands on and relishing the familiar scent of the cremation user. "I've missed you."

Dabi sighed and sat down on the bed rubbing Himiko's head where she hit her. "And I've missed you Crazy but its dangerous to visit."

Himiko purred under the familiar warmth of Dabi's hand. "Nuh-uh Kurogiri said I should be safe as long as I changed my look? Do you like it I chose the colour to match Ochako's?"

"You look very nice," Dabi said having never noticed before how young Himiko actually looked when her hair was down. "Don't you usually use your quirk when you want to blend in with the normies though."

Himiko threw her hands up in the air. "That's what I said but Giri and Press are being all stupid and telling me I need to 'expand my skills'. They have me trying out all these different makeup techniques and hairstyles so that I don't have to use my quirk as often."

Dabi's hand stilled, her biggest worry when sending Himiko on a mission was her transformation running out, especially when they couldn't kill the person she was impersonating. As soon as Dabi returned to the League she would have to thank the pair for their excellent idea, right after she beat the crap out of them for letting Himiko come to see her in the first place.

"And the worse part is that nobody can help me with my hair." Himiko continued to whine before suddenly remembering one of the main reasons she came. Sliding off the bed the blood drinker crawled over to her bag and pulled out a brush.

Quickly crawling back over to Dabi Himiko handed her the brush and turned around setting herself in front of the cremation user.

"Are you serious?" Dabi chuckled looking at the brush with amusement. "You'd risk getting caught by the heroes just so I could brush your hair."

Himiko huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "It's not funny nobody else at base can do my hair, and I asked everyone."

Dabi snorted knowing that the girl had probably hunted each member of the League down and forced them to do what she wanted through a series of begging and threats as she started running the brush through Himiko's currently brown locks. "Even the Boss?"

"Uh, Tomura decayed three of my brushes before I gave up," Himiko whined thinking sadly about those three lost brushes. It was always such a hassle to steal them from that high-end beauty shop she liked to visit. "Compress and Giri are great at brushing but can't style worth shit -"

"Language." Dabi interrupted rolling her eyes at Himiko, for someone who was all about being cute the girl could swear like a sailor given the first opportunity.

Himiko ignored the flame user and continued. "Twice can't decide what style he wants to do and when I asked Spinner one of his knives sprung loose and accidentally cut off some my hair. Do you have any idea how long it takes for my hair to grow back?"

"Oh please," Dabi replied separating the hair into three sections for her to braid. "Remember when we met Sensei and he told you that every time you use your quirk it speeds up cell regeneration. A few transformations and your hair would have been back to normal"

"But he cut my hair."

Dabi rolled her eyes and pulled an elastic off the brush having finished one of the braids. "And I'll bet it grew back quickly so grow up."

Himiko turned her head and looked at her friends' pregnant belly. "Baby your momma's being mean to me."

Dabi's hands froze reaching for the braid that had been pulled from her hand. "Himiko … I …."

"Oh, you should hear this, remember that tech guy you sent us," Himiko continued not missing how tense Dabi got when she mentioned the baby. "Guess what Tomura asked him to build first."

Dabi took a deep breath and started braiding again. "Tell me it was something useful and not a game controller or something else equally stupid."

"Nope," Himiko giggled loudly remembering how the cute boy Dabi had sent them had looked Tomura dead in the eye and acted like he was giving directions to the decay user instead of talking to the leader of an up-incoming villains' group. "Game system, so he could play on that old busted TV we hauled outta Ujika's lab. Giri was so mad when he found out that he stole all of Tomura's candy."

"Wow Kurogiri was actually strict with the Creep," Dabi hummed finishing the third braid. "The things you don't see because you're on vacation. Speaking of who said you could threaten Giran into not telling me things like how you busted our ride out."

"I wanted to but Mr. Compress said we should wait until Kurogiri recovered," Himiko fibbed. It had actually been her idea not to tell Dabi but a little white lie never hurt anyone, especially with how hard the cremation user could hit. "Then they went off and had some weird grownup time so that Compress could catch Giri up on everything that happened well he was away."

Dabi sighed and swept two of the brains up starting to place them in a bun. "And then one of you told him about the baby."

"No way," Himiko said waving her hands in front of her dramatically. "He just knew, I think Kurogiri is magic."

Dabi snorted as she finished putting the last braid into place mentally planning out her chat with Mr. Compress when she got back. "Alright, I'm done."

Himiko squealed and took off towards the bathroom crying in joy when she saw what Dabi has done to her hair. Running back out she saw that the cremation user had made no short work on removing her shirt giving Himiko the first real look at the baby bump.

"So, here's the deal," Dabi said pulling out a tank top and sliding it on. "You can stay the night but you gotta call Kurogiri for pick up tomorrow, capisce?"

Himiko looked at the baby bump knowing she should tell Dabi about Hawks, just to keep both of them safe.

"I'll also give you the number for the cell Giran gave me," Dabi continued walking over to her desk and writing the number on a piece of paper. "If you want maybe next time, we can go get a crepe or ice cream. I know this nice spot on the beach we can go to that's usually pretty quiet though you might have to deal with some love-struck couples if we go at night."

"Hey Dabi,"

"Yeah," the cremation user said finally noticing something was wrong when she handed Himiko the paper.

"Your first baby," Himiko said grabbing a hold of Dabi's hands firmly so that she couldn't escape or lash out. "Did you ever tell the father about them?"

At the mention of her first child, Dabi felt the phantom feeling of fingers holding her face as a voice hissed at her.

'Either you abort that disgrace or I'll burn it out of you myself.'

Feeling like her heart beat a mile a minute Dabi tried to stay calm enough to sit down on the chair next to the desk as she tried to remember how to breathe. Himiko seeing the distress grabbed the sides of Dabi's face so that she was looking directly into panicking blue eyes.

Putting on her serious face Himiko took a deep breath. "Sis, listen to me your having a panic attack ok ... I need you to close your eyes focus on my voice,"

Taking another deep breath Himiko held it for a moment before exhaling. "Listen to my breathing and try and follow along."

Dabi nodded and closed her eyes listening to Himiko's own breathing and trying to mimic it. After what felt like an eternity, Dabi finally felt that she was calm enough to risk opening her eyes again glad to see Himiko's watery smile staring back at her still.

Pulled into yet another strong hug Dabi let the school girl cry and apologize as she raised her own limbs and hugged back numbly. Dabi knew that Himiko hadn't meant to set off a panic attack, the girl was probably just worried about her because the baby's father was a hero and a spy which left him straddling a dangerous fence.

"Hey let go for a moment," Dabi said surprised with how quickly Himiko let go and jumped back. Standing up the cremation user moved backwards on the bed sliding backwards on it till she touched the wall, then Dabi patted the spot next to her. "Come here."

Himiko slowly moved onto the bed laying down so that her lower half hanging off the bed as she settled her head in Dabi's lap.

"I'm sorry."

"I know," Dabi spoke softly running her fingers through brown hair knowing she would have to fix it again before the girl left. "I know you're worried about me but my past is …. complicated."

"Cause Endeavor's your father or because you're dead?" Himiko spoke feeling nails graze her scalp at the mention of the hero.

Dabi honestly shouldn't be surprised, given how curious Himiko that she had looked into Tatsuo. "What did you find out?"

"Not much, your pretty much a ghost, just like your other siblings," Himiko answered remembering how thin Dabi's file was. "What really surprised me though was that you went to U.A. as a Gen Ed student. That was a little harder to find though since you used your mom's maiden name."

Dabi sneered unpleasantly. "That was my sperm donor's decision not mine, I was more than happy to go to that all-girls school with my sister."

Himiko nuzzled into Dabi's belly trying to see if she could hear the baby inside. "Was the baby's father a student? Or did you have some torrid affair with a teacher?"

"Sōsuke, his name was Sōsuke," Dabi said thinking back to a man with kind brown eyes and a soft smile. "He was a student … and my first love."

Dabi took a deep breath, the only reason she was even telling Himiko was that she knew that the transformer user would never tell another soul about Sōsuke.

And if Dabi was being honest with herself maybe she wanted someone else to know about what happened. For the last few weeks now Dabi had been struggling weighing the pros and cons of contacting Hawks just to let him know she was alive and maybe tell him about their child.

Sōsuke himself might have been a heartless bastard in the end but the rest of his family had been welcoming to her when she met them. Had Tatsuo told them she was pregnant before Endeavor perhaps things have turned out differently for her baby.

"My house isn't what you called a loving one. Mom went crazy because of all the abuse Endeavor put her through, Fuyumi and Natsuo were ignored most of their lives for being what my father called weak well Shouto and I were put through hell the moment our quirks manifested," Dabi began looking out the window and at the night sky. "When high school came around, Endeavor forced me to take the U.A. Hero Exam. I failed it on purpose just to try and escape being the guinea pig for his masterpiece but he pulled some strings and forced me to go."

"And since I had humiliated him by failing there were also conditions to my attending U.A., the biggest one was that I couldn't tell anybody who I was, which was stupid since I was all but a clone of the old bastard. My first year there most people just whispered behind my back about how hard it must be for Endeavor to have such a useless child attending his alma mater."

Himiko's face hardened a little at the thought of anyone bullying her family. "Eventually Sōsuke heard about me and wanted to meet the number two hero's daughter. See he was in the management course and wanted to know everything I knew about how a real agency was run to give himself an advantage."

Himiko gave an unladylike noise at the thought of anyone trying to force answers out of her sister. "How'd you answer?"

"Broke his nose during gym class the next day," Dabi smiled viciously remembering the shocked look when she kicked a soccer ball right into the boys smug face. "He didn't give up though and eventually after stalking me for a while I gave in and went out for a meal with him and told him everything I knew."

"I thought that would be that and he would leave me alone but instead Sōsuke came back at the end of my first year claiming that he had fallen in love with me," Dabi growled remembering how cliched Sōsuke had been asking her to meet on the rooftop after club activities just when the sun was just starting to set. "I was so naive back then that I believed him and we started going out."

Dabi now felt tears prick her eyes slightly and she tried to hold them back. "I thought that maybe I could have a chance at a real-life away from Endeavor with Sōsuke but then one day my teacher had an emergency and I went to if he wanted to study for exams when I overheard him talking to his friends about us."

"Turns out that he was only with me to get to Endeavor, he thought that if I loved him enough that after graduation, I could get him a job at one of my fathers' agencies. Even worse he had been sabotaging the condoms we were using to try and get me pregnant just to marry into a high-ranking hero's family."

"I felt so hurt that I broke up right there but he acted like it was all a misunderstanding and kept begging me to take him back. With everything slowly going to hell at school and home I actually thought that stress was making me sick at first."

Dabi's hands stilled in Himiko's hair. "I don't even know why I grabbed the test, to be honest, I just remember walking into a public bathroom and seeing that little positive sign appears. After that, I went home and everything becomes a little hazy until I woke up alone in a private hospital room covered in bandages."

Himiko sat up and leaned against the wall next to Dabi pulling her down so that the cremation users head now rested against her shoulder.

"I didn't understand what was happening so I ran eventually ending up in the back alley of this karaoke bar Sōsuke and I used to go to watching fuck some girl. I listened to him hit her and call her a slut before he ordered her back inside, I almost walked away when a friend of his came out and they started talking."

"Turns out that well I was in the hospital Endeavor had told the press that I had died and Sōsuke's friend asked him what he was going to do next," Dabi recalled hands tightening into fists in the sheets. "The bastard said that since I was gone, he could always cozy up to my sister. He even hoped that Yumi was still a virgin to just so he could have the pleasure of taking it like he took mine."

"When I heard talk about what he was going to do to her I got so angry, but also strangely calm and I waited until his friend went back inside before I lashed out with my quirk and killed him," Dabi finished remembering the burning body of her first love on the ground in front of her. "That's how Giran found me and the rest is, as they say, history."

Himiko cried rubbing her eyes to brush away the tears. "It's … it's not fair."

"Life rarely is." Dabi said somberly

"Hawks he … he used you," Himiko sobbed letting her everything out at once. "J-just like Sōsuke did."

Dabi froze at the mention of the winged hero. "I don't … I don't understand."

"I … I followed him overheard him talking to some p-people … everything was a m-mission … from the Hero C-commission," Himiko cried harder feeling the bloodlust build up inside her. "I should have killed him in the warehouse."

Dabi's mind was a whirlwind right now as she tried to piece together what Himiko had said. Everything suddenly clicked into place and made sense, the hero was just using her like Sōsuke had used and once again Dabi had been stupid enough to fall for it.

Placing her hand on her stomach the cremation user felt a small push against it and felt her mind go blank. Grabbing Himiko's hand quickly, careful to avoid the one with the spring-loaded blade on it, she put it next to her own hoping that the baby would kick again.

A moment past and thankfully the kick happened for a second time causing both women to look at each other in shock.

"They're really in there aren't they?" Himiko sniffled.

Dabi nodded.

Himiko wiped her nose with her sleeve. "Are you … does this mean your gonna leave us?"

It took Dabi a moment to figure out who 'us' was.

"Himiko," the cremation user said sharply. "I am not, nor will I ever going to leave the League."

Himiko's mind went blank for a moment as she processed the words before a wide childlike smile broke out over her face and she clapped her hands together excitedly. "I'm going to be an auntie!"

"No," Dabi spoke shaking her head. "My son is going to be given the chance at a new life away from everything."

"You're having a boy?" Himiko said excitedly wondering what her nephew would look like. Would he favour his mother or worthless lying father? Or perhaps he wouldn't look like either of them and take after Dabi's mother instead, Rei Todoroki's white hair and grey eyes seemed to dominant most of her children features.

"I … I don't know, but I think there a boy," Dabi guessed, it was a 50/50 gamble but the villain knew having a boy would be easier. "But this baby is my treasure, I have to protect them even if it means not being with them."

"We could help you," Himiko pleaded placing her hand on Dabi's stomach again and trying to will another small push like before. "We can be a real family. You, me and the rest of the League."

Dabi shook her head. "I can't risk them getting hurt, some villains might love their kids but that doesn't always mean that we should be with them."

"Don't you want to raise your baby Dabi?" Himiko asked seriously.

Before today Dabi knew the immediate answer would be no, but meeting Eri and having someone look at her with such open affection, something she hadn't had in a long time, had have given Dabi hope that maybe she could have her cake and eat it too. Aside from her obviously shitty taste in men, Dabi knew that she really needed to start thinking about the kind of life she really wanted to give her son.

~*Hawks Apartment*~

Sora sat there and watched with awe as Rumi finished off her sixth shot of vodka and added the glass to her growing pyramid.

The rabbit hero grinned as she poured herself another shot. "Better catch up Chicken Wings or I'm gonna be done my little art project before you can finish that piss you call beer."

Sora snorted. "I'll have you know that this is a high-end brand from an exclusive micro brewery thank you."

"All I hear is blah blah blah my beers shit blah blah blah," Rumi waved knowing that the only reason her friend was even drinking that expenside beer was because of it a gift from some politician who wanted to set his youngest daughter up with the hero. "Come on this is your party, cut loose a little."

"Just because internal affairs cleared me doesn't mean I'm not screwed still," Hawks putting down the beer and grabbing the vodka. "I still have to wait and see what my punishment is."

"Uh this is such bullshit," Rumi declared throwing her hands up looking incredibly annoyed. "Crimes the lowest its been since All Might retired, that fucking League of Whatevers have fucked off to who cares where and you finally have a girlfriend –"

Hawks choked on his shot.

" - can't the Commission just pull that collective stick from their asses and let up enjoy life a little."

Turning his head to the side the winged hero coughed violently before looking back and Rumi with horror. "Who ... I don't have a girlfriend."

Rumi just rolled her eyes. "Oh, please whenever I've wanted to go out drinking you've been busy, if that does not code for getting laid then I'm the fucking Easter bunny."

"Ok one, you're more a kickass rabbit warrior from then soft chocolate giving bunny," Sora said putting down one of three fingers he had raised. "Two, I've been on lockdown because of this thing with internal affairs and three …"

Rumi grinned and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Three?"

Sora poured another shoot and quickly drank it. "And three, she wasn't … she wasn't my girlfriend."

Rumi looked at her friend in shock. "Holy shit! You had a fuck buddy! You, Mister Squeaky Clean Number Two Hero had a fuck buddy … where the fuck was I when this was happening?"

"Either kicking villain ass or tongue deep between some woman's legs." Hawks replied crudely knowing his current romantic problems weren't Rumi's fault.

The rabbit heroine snorted. "I'm young, hot and can't stop myself from wanting to enjoying the pleasure life has to offer. It's not my fault that most of that always seems to come in the form of a beautiful woman."

"Yeah well, mine came in the form of a hot mess with a heaping helping of crazy." Hawks said bitterly completely discarding his beer completely in favour of the vodka bottle Rumi had been drinking.

"Want me to kick her ass for you?" Rumi offered.

Sora shook his head remembering High End. "That's sweet but I'd rather just talk to her."

"Oh, so you still like her," Rumi gave a shit-eating grin and leaned forward wanting to hear more about the mystery woman that had caught her best friends' attention. "What's she like?"

"She's …." Hawks thought about Dabi two things immediately springing to mind. "Intense, defiantly doesn't take any kind of bullshit and will fight you if you mess with her,"

Rumi listened quietly well Sora thought more and more about his time with Dabi.

"But she's smart about it, likes to play stupid just to lure you in before she," the winged hero slammed one fist into his hand. "And she can be kinda a bitch when you first meet her … don't tell her this but I think its just because she's afraid to get close to people."

Rumi raised an eyebrow; Sora sure knew a lot about her for someone he was just fucking. "What about the sex man, come on how was she?"

"Rough," Sora sighed rubbing his face with his hands. "Every time we had sex, she didn't care if things got a little violent but the moment, I tried to be gentle she would pin me down instead and …. well you know,"

"Ride you for all your worth?" Rumi offered.

Sora nodded remembering how Dabi would hold him down underneath her strong legs and spew poisonous words at him until they were finished. Afterwards when Dabi thought he was asleep; she would slide far away from him and curl up into herself as if afraid of Sora's touch.

"So, it was just sex for her," Rumi sighed grabbing one of Hawks beers and opening it for herself. "Sounds like you dodged a bullet."

"It was complicated," Hawks groaned running his fingers trough his hair in frustration. "I thought we were getting somewhere when she started staying over."

Now it was Rumi's turn to choke on her drink. "You left her alone in your apartment?!"

"Not always, sometimes I would come home and she would be here." Hawks said recalling the first time he had come home to find Dabi standing in his kitchen eating his food. The hero had nearly had a heart attack seeing the cremation user standing there wearing one of his shirts claiming that her own clothes were filthy and in the wash.

After that Dabi had sort of become like that cat Sora never wanted showing up to either trade information, steal his food and booze or to just have sex. Most of the time though it ended up being all three.

Rumi reached over the table and smacked the winged hero's head. "You idiot, how could you be so reckless?"

Sora rubbed the area putting his head on the table enjoying the cool feeling. "Its just … she was so different."

"And that's what you like about her," Rumi said noticing the horrified Hawks gave her and sighing. "Don't give me that face, you liked her and she had issues that you couldn't help her with so she left you simple as that."

Feeling the effects of the alcohol more Sora groaned and laid his head of the table again and closing his eyes. "But I … but I lied to her."

"What?" Rumi asked. "Hey Sora what does that mean … hey are you even awake? …. Hawks!"

Sora groaned and buried his head in his arms more remembering one day he had come home to the apartment finding that Dabi had broken in again. However, instead of their usual banter and rough sex, the pair had spent the night drinking sake and eating the traditional Japanese sweets that the winged hero had brought home well he tried not to notice the way Dabi would give a soft smile every time she bit into one of the treats.

*Notes*

Sorry, this chapter took a little longer than normal, I'm going to be brutally honest with everyone recently something happened to me, good not bad if your curious, which means I might not have as much time to write and update as I normally have. This doesn't mean that I am abandoning the story it just might mean bi-weekly to monthly updates instead of what we've had currently.

Sōsuke is actually based on Sōsuke Aizen from Bleach if anyone was wondering who to me is one of the best two-faced manipulators that has ever been created in an anime. Will see more about what happened to Dabi later but that's still a while off.

The poll is still favouring twin boys so I wanted to highlight that in this chapter as well as how some parents get this feeling about a baby's gender without going to have an ultrasound.

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