By Fang Wolfsbane
'So you're Eijiro Kirishima, eh?'
'Yup. The one and only.'
'And you're going to stop the L.O.V. all on your own?'
'Yup.'
'Wow, you're so strong. Please don't hurt me.'
'Hey, as long as you cooperate, things won't get too hard on ya.'
Yeah, if it were only that easy.
Eijiro knew arriving at the League of Villains' main base wouldn't be just a simple walk in the park, but he had not been expecting the one that came to pick him up to be Dabi.
The moment he stepped into the waiting area of the train station, the fire quirk user eyed him with nothing short of malice. If he hadn't been told about Eijiro's arrival, he might have just burst out of controlled and killed everyone around them with no remorse.
Luckily whoever had arranged for the mission to be done in the first place had made sure that Tomura Shigaraki at least knew to keep Dabi from killing him on the spot. For now anyway.
The way those blue eyes narrowed on him, Eijiro felt like he was looking right into Katsuki's glare whenever one of them dared to try and keep him up past his bedtime. The last time that had happened at the dorms, poor Izuku nearly broke an arm – again.
Fighting back the urge to harden his body in response to a possible attack, Eijiro started to lift his hand for a handshake instead before basic training kicked in thanks to Mister Aizawa.
'Never shake hands with the enemy unless you have to. If you do, do it slowly. They'll use any excuse they can as a reason to attack.'
Dabi especially. He and Tetsutetsu knew that from experience.
Seeming almost hesitant, Dabi made his way over, hands casually in his pockets. He probably held a weapon in his hand but considering how skilled he was with using his quirk, Eijiro doubted he needed it. Still, he couldn't help but glance. Better safe than sorry.
Taking a second to remember what he had learned about infiltration missions, Eijiro steeled himself by straightening his back and looking the taller male in the eye. He could do this, no problem.
"Yo," he said, remembering the way he had tried talking when he, Tenya, Momo, Shoto and Izuku had tried rescuing Katsuki on their own during their first year at U.A. thanks to the League of Villains kidnapping him for their own purposes.
Those eyes stared into his own, the very opposite of each other, to the point where Eijiro feared his mission had failed before it even begun.
He gulped.
"You're the kid?"
For some reason Eijiro couldn't stop before his mouth ran off with him. He frowned.
"Kid? I'm nineteen man. I'm not a kid anymore."
Dabi seemed less than convinced before he simply turned and stared walking. "Come on. I don't have all day."
Blinking, it took Eijiro a couple of seconds to realise what was happening before he jogged after the taller man, bag in hand. Was it possible that Dabi didn't recognise him? Or did he simply not care?
Looking at his clothing choice, an oversized raincoat that covered just about every part of him, save for his eyes, Eijiro was yanked back to bitter reality. Just as he was afraid of being recognised by the L.O.V., so was Dabi towards anyone associated with the Hero Commission.
W hy else would he try to hide?
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