NeonHorizon: I started a Kurogiri fanfic called Black Coffee and a Dabi fanfic called Warmth. We'll see if I can keep myself from calling Dabi names in his fanfic...Oh. And here's something special!

Fury made him lift a hand, scratching deeply at his neck. It was too much. It was all too much. Seeing his fan girl touch their "potential new member" on the knee. Seeing her touch his hair. Seeing Dabi touch her and rub behind her ear. Someone else had made his fan girl purr and now Shigaraki was absolutely seething.

Sitting at the bar, slouching, he was now guarding his fan girl from everyone else as if she was the last piece candy from a bag of seasonal flavored chocolates. She was more or less trapped. Sitting on the very edge of his seat, between his legs. He had subconsciously wrapped his free arm around her after she was settled, keeping her back pressed against his chest.

Her ears were drawn back and she had her head bowed. One hand was lifted, probably trying to hide that maniacal yandere smile of hers. A very soft purring came from her now without him even touching her ears. She was just content from being so close to him.

However, the feeling was not mutual. Having her this close made him feel marginally better, but this was still not enough. Fuming, he listened as Dabi collected his coat from the floor and put it on. Even just the rustle of cloth was wearing on his nerves. He wanted to try again to kill the other villain, but now that Kurogiri was there it would be a lot tougher.

Adding to his anger was the kid across the room. Bakugou. Kugutsu had ruffled his hair. She had touched his knee. More than just his kneecap, too. Her hand had gone pretty far up his leg at one point. Just thinking about it made Shigaraki grit his teeth and tighten his hold on his fan girl.

"You need to exercise more self-control," Kurogiri remarked as he went behind the counter. "If you were kill your own ally-"

"Shut up. You don't even know what was going on. You can't just walk into the situation and tell me what to do." He lowered his head more, bringing it closer to the side of Kugutsu's neck.

Shigaraki felt her tense up. Her breathing hitched and he saw her hands grip her own knees tightly, nails lightly sinking into her skin. His right hand, which he had been scratching his neck with, lowered to hover over her right hand. He kept a finger elevated of course. The last thing he wanted right now was to accidentally kill his one and only fan, leaving a mess in his lap and all over his shirt.

"…kh…ngh…" The weird, quiet sounds came from Kugutsu and droplets fell to the floor beneath them.

It was rather confusing. She had no reason to cry. As far as he could tell, Kugutsu was not experiencing any pain. Unless these tears were due to her failing him. After all, she had failed him. She almost killed Bakugou and that had literally been the one thing that Shigaraki had explicitly told her not to do. "Why are you crying?"

"I…I'm happy," she mumbled.

His eyes narrowed and he lifted his head a little. There was a lot of warmth radiating from her cheek and when he finally settled his hand over hers, he could feel the rapid pulse beneath her skin. The villain's chapped lips drew into a wide grin the likes of which even Kurogiri had never seen before.

Anyone with a clear view of this grin backed away a bit. This grin was something straight out of a maniac's fever dream. Pairing this with the way that their leader was more or less holding Kugutsu like an otaku holds their prized body pillow made this a pretty unsettling image.

Purring and crying from happiness. All because she's with me. She really is a loyal fan. My one and only fan girl. The hard, fast beating of heart made his teeth grit, but his grin remained intact. It hurt. It was weird. It was like a drug he was quickly becoming addicted to.

"Yami, are you going to try again or-?" Spinner had been approaching, but hesitated when he got a clear view of Shigaraki's expression. "Uh? Everything okay?"

No verbal answer came because Kugutsu was biting her lip to stifle any sounds of happiness. Purring. Giggling. She was keeping it all bottled up, as if to keep it just for her idol. Instead, she simply nodded in reassurance.

"It seems that she's fine," Kurogiri spoke. A subtle urging for Spinner to move along. Thankfully, the hint was taken and the reptilian villain awkwardly excused himself to join Twice near their captive.

Of course you're going to try again. You want to impress me, don't you? And I know you want that reward I promised. We both do. So you'll do whatever it takes to win that kid over. Blood colored eyes narrowed and his fingertips dug into her knee. You'll even touch him. I saw you touch him! Why did you touch him?!

Shigaraki's anger had started to fade when he saw how happy she was to be near him, but it was beginning to ignite again. He pulled her tighter against his chest, his grin twisting into a deep scowl before he began chewing on his lower lip. The more he thought about what had happened, the more his fury grew. This felt like when he lost to a boss in a game fifty times over. Like when he saw a NPC turn against the player and turn out to be the enemy all along.

Frustration and jealousy made him release her knee so he could scratch furiously at his neck. You touched him. You're my fan girl, but you touched that brat. And even worse, you let yourself be touched by that charred freak! And you even purred when he rubbed your ears! You're supposed to be my fan and you let that happen and you purred for him! What kind of loyal fan does that?!

Dreadful thoughts crossed his mind. Terrible, cruel things he could do to get his revenge. Different ways to punish his fan, to teach her to be loyal to only him. As he mulled over these various ideas, his hand absently settled on the top of her head with one finger lifted on reflex. He rubbed behind her right ear, not paying much attention until her purring grew louder.

Kugutsu bowed her head more, but nuzzled it against his hand. Urging him to do it more. Her hips wiggled side to side as they often did when she got too excited. Normally, he would just think it was ridiculous. Like she was trying to wag a nonexistent tail. This time it was different.

She was sitting between his legs on his seat so when she wiggled her hips, he felt her rubbing back against him. He scowled, but his breathing hitched and his hold around her waist tightened even more than before. There was a rush of warmth and some strange sort of feeling. Like when he wanted a game badly enough to venture out into the world and get it himself. Longing.

He wanted more. It was weird and addictive. He wanted to move closer to her on the seat. It was a bit of a struggle to keep his expression from changing. "Yami. Go wait in the back. I'll come to you when I'm done here."

"Wh-what? I can still help. Let me-"

"Aren't you my loyal fan?"

"I am…but I want to help. I won't mess up this time," she tried to protest.

"Go wait with Toga."

The blonde girl heard this and her expression brightened. "Let's go, Yami. I wanna pet your ears, too."

Shigaraki released his maniacal fan and watched her walk to the door with Toga. "No touching," he grumbled, giving the blonde a glare.

"Tomura, that's no fun!"

"No touching," Kugutsu agreed, giving Toga the most evil glare that anyone in the bar had ever seen. She was clearly trying to impress Shigaraki again. However, any amount of coolness that glare would have given her was ruined by the fact that she was blushing pink. Like a middle school student staring at their crush from across a classroom. Like a yandere watching their object of obsession from behind a tree, digging the tip of a knife into the bark and carving their names into it.

He had to put some distance between himself and his fan. He had to think clearly. For one, there was still the issue of convincing this rabid brat to join the League of Villains. For two, he wanted to think of a suitable punishment for his fan for betraying him. Kugutsu had purred for another villain. There was no way he could let her infidelity go unpunished.

Shift P.O.V

"You're so lucky, Yami-chan!"

Kugutsu was sitting on the floor in the dimly lit back hallway, grimacing as she reflected on her failure and the humiliation she had suffered at the hands of Dabi. Her left ear twitched upon hearing Toga pout and she tilted her head. "What did you say?"

"You're lucky! I wish a boy loved me enough to kill for me! That was so romantic~" Toga's smile was even more terrifying in the dimness of the hallway, her cheeks a warm pink as she seemed to get momentarily lost in a daydream.

Shigaraki…was going to kill Dabi? She had been so distracted by everything else that this was just now sinking in. The villain covered her mouth with a hand to hide her smile, her shoulders trembling as she giggled. He would've killed Dabi if Kurogiri didn't stop him! That…was so exciting!

The other female villain sighed and leaned her head back against the wall, her arms wrapped around her knees to keep them against her chest. "You guys are soulmates. It's super cute, but it really ticks me off. I wanna meet my soulmate."

Kugutsu never really had close friends when she was younger. It seemed like a bad idea to get close to people since she had been trying to become a villain since she was twelve. So her experience with girl talk was more or less nonexistent. Her social skills were pretty bad, too. So she was unsure of what to say or do in this situation.

Opening her mouth, she decided to humor Toga and try to do what a friend would probably do. "You should make a soulmate."

"What? How would I do that?" Toga frowned a little and leaned toward her.

"When I want someone to cooperate with me, I study them online," Kugutsu explained with a neutral expression. She held up her phone, showing Toga the social media profile for Bakugou Katsuki. "You see what they like, who they like, who they talk to you, what their ideals are, and you work with that info. So you can make them like you. And you can relate to them better, to gain their trust. It works with captives so I bet it'd work with crushes, too. Who do you like?"

What happened next was the villain equivalent of gushing about crushes. Toga told Kugutsu about a boy she had met the previous night. A boy with dark green hair and freckles. Midoriya Izuku. Also a girl with brown hair and brown eyes. Uraraka Ochaco. Kugutsu sat beside her and they looked through the students' social media profiles together, learning more about them.

By the time the door to the bar area opened, Kugutsu had some very evil ideas about kidnapping the two teenagers to give to Toga as a friendly gift and Toga had somehow fallen even more in love with both of the teenagers. What Shigaraki walked in on was almost enough to make him wish he had stayed in the bar. Glaring down at the two in the dimly lit area, he scratched at his neck.

"Yami. Come with me. I need you now."

Hearing him say that he needed her made the girl's heart skip a beat. She pushed herself to stand and nearly tripped over her own boots in her haste to follow him down the hallway. What is it? Is he going to tell me a plan to convince Bakugou to join? Or did he…? Her pulse quickened and she stifled a giggle. Did he kill Dabi after we left the room?

It was as she was following him through the increasing darkness that Kugutsu remembered something important. Something painfully embarrassing that she had done, right before he told her to leave the room. Blood rushed to her face and trickled from her nose as she remembered that she had more or less grinded her lower half against the villain's.

Suddenly, that excited giddiness was replaced with anxious nausea. She bowed her head, blood freely dripping from her nose as her feline ears flattened. What have I done?! Why did I do that? That was so uncool! He probably hates me! He was probably disgusted! I'm disgusting! Why did I do that to him?! Damn it!

His door opened and the villain disappeared into the dark room within. The only light source was the computer screen and it was just a dim screensaver that resembled a starry night sky. There were no sounds from within the room.

Kugutsu leaned against the wall, hesitant to follow him. Honestly, if she had to die, she would prefer that he be the cause of her death. However, she felt that she was less than prepared to die in this moment. She wiped at her face with a napkin as the bleeding slowed to a stop. Cleaning the blood from her lips and nose, she felt her eyes burning.

He probably hates me, she thought again. Trembling hands ruffled her dark hair. He thinks I'm gross! I am though! How could I have such impure thoughts about someone as cool as him?! I'm so uncool! So uncool, so uncool, so uncool!

A hand reached out of the darkness and dragged her into the room by the front of her sweatshirt. Kugutsu's back slammed against the wall and she readied herself to deliver an apology, but she was cut off. Dry, scarred lips pressed hard against hers, muffling her words and effectively sending her into shocked silence.

The girl's heart fluttered as she felt a hand rub behind her right ear. She purred into the kiss and hesitantly lifted her hands to clutch the front of his sweatshirt. When a hand gripped her neck with four fingers, her blood ran cold.