"Pull the switch! Let's end this now."
"Shigaraki...please don't. No!"
"Deku…"
"Deku!"
Izuku woke up and immediately shot forward in the bed he was lying in, causing him to ungracefully crash down onto the floor.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Izuku! Calm down," Izuku looked up from the floor to see Shigaraki sitting on the bed he had just fallen out of. Had he been sharing a bed with Shigaraki? Wait...why is he even surprised? He and Shigaraki had been sharing beds ever since they were little kids. The two of them used to have nightmares about their pasts and where they came from, so they started sharing a bed. When one was having a nightmare, the other one could just wake them up from it. It was convenient.
"Sorry Tomura, I...I'm fine. I just had the weirdest dream..." Izuku murmured scratching at his head awkwardly, "Something wasn't right...there was something I needed to fix."
"Oh, of course you dream about work," Shigaraki snorted in amusement, "There's nothing to fix, Izuku. Everything's perfect. Now c'mon, you know better than anyone to not pay attention to that nightmare stuff. If you start doing your whole dumb nerdy thing, you'll hyperfixate on it, and just make everything worse." Shigaraki stated, pulling Deku off of the floor.
"Yeah. Yeah, you're right. It was just a dumb dream," Izuku smiled up at Shigaraki. Everytime Izuku had a nightmare, he had the tendency to analyze them and focus on them too much. Often, him looking too deeply into his own nightmares, caused him a great deal of emotional pain and stress. So really Shigaraki was right. It would be better to forget the whole thing. Shigaraki was always right about this kind of stuff anyway.
"Now come on, let's go," Shigaraki huffed, pulling Deku out of their shared bedroom.
Izuku glanced around him and Shigaraki's base, taking in all of the wires strewn about, the poor lighting, and the low-tier thugs and goons hanging around in the shadows. Shigaraki always referred to them as being their meat shields, the low-level NPCs that would help them in battle, at least a little. Right now however, Izuku couldn't help but notice they were whispering about him. Rather loudly too. Almost as if they wanted him to hear them.
"Deku. It's really him."
"It's him. It's Deku!"
"So glad he's back."
"He's such a great villain. I wonder what we'd do without him"
A small group of thugs then actually came out of the shadows and started cheering him on, "Whooo! Deku! Yeah, Best villain ever!" Izuku smiled back, confused.
"What are they all talking about?" Izuku questioned, looking up at Shigaraki, "why are they cheering me on? I didn't do anything...I think." Izuku murmured, rubbing his neck unsuredly.
"Oh c'mon Izu, there's no need to be modest now," Shigaraki snickered, bumping his shoulder into Izuku's, "The invasion on Class 1-A at their training camp went perfectly. You're the 'hero' of the hour! We only successfully accomplished our goal cause you stepped up and went all out."
"The...training camp," Izuku murmured quietly to himself. Suddenly, brief flashes appeared before his eyes. The entire forest was on fire, and all the hero wannabes were screaming and crying. The teachers were exhausted, and barely able to fight them while still protecting their students. He was fighting and struggling too. But, "Oh...Yeah! I defeated the heroes at their own training camp. Yeah," Izuku chuckled, looking up at Shigaraki happily, "That was me. I did that!"
"Oh, please, you couldn't have done it without me," Shigaraki smirked, reaching down for Izuku and ruffling up his hair.
"Right…" Izuku trailed off smugly, looking up at Shigaraki through his lashes, "oh, what would I ever do without you," he purred lightly. Izuku then laughed and launched himself at Shigaraki, hoping to grab onto him. Shigaraki however escaped by elbowing him and quickly manoeuvring past him. Soon the both of them were running down the hallway, laughing while shoving each other around.
Shigaraki however was significantly taller and bigger than Izuku, so it didn't take the villain too long to beat him. Shigaraki grabbed onto Izuku's wrist and playfully shoved him against the wall. Izuku started chuckling as Shigaraki pinned him.
"Oh no! I've been pinned by the big bad villain! Someone help," Deku cried out dramatically, wiggling around.
Shigaraki chuckled at his display before leaning in and resting his head on top of Izuku's hair. Izuku then felt as Shigaraki leaned in close and started sniffing his hair. This made Izuku blush bright red. Ever since him and Shigaraki were 13, they had been...closer than friends normally are. However, despite Shigaraki always petting his hair, sniffing his clothes, and feeling him up, his actions always managed to get Izuku flustered.
Shigaraki continued to sniff Izuku's hair, as Izuku struggled to say anything. Shigaraki then released Izuku's pinned hands, and instead started to feel his hips. Slowly, Izuku was lifted up into the air, until he was at the same height as Shigaraki. Izuku then quickly wrapped his legs around Shigaraki, so Shigaraki wouldn't have to hold him up too much anymore. Once again, Shigaraki started feeling him up, grabbing at his hips, his ass, and running a hand along his back.
Leaning in, Izuku gave Shigaraki a light peck on the lips, his face red and practically steaming at the small gesture. Shigaraki was always better at taking initiative and control than he was. Shigaraki smirked at Izuku's flushed face, and ran a hand across his ass again, before abruptly dropping him. Izuku squealed as he fell onto the floor. Looking up, his face still bright red, he saw Shigaraki snickering at him.
"Come on little Izuku, we gotta go to the locker room. There's something there I wanna show you," Shigaraki smirked, extending his hand for Izuku to grab onto.
Izuku huffed, his dark blush spreading from his cheeks all the way down to his neck, "Okay, okay. Did you have to drop me though?" Izuku mumbled, grabbing onto Shigaraki's hand, letting himself get pulled up.
"Oh, Izuku, come now," Shigaraki purred leaning in close to Izuku, throwing his arm around his shoulder, "you didn't really think I'd go so far with you in an open hallway now did you. Unless...you secretly wanted me to." Shigaraki smirked, looking entirely too pleased for his own good.
Izuku could feel the heat coming off of his face in waves as he mumbled, "W-what, n-no! Of course not! It's...it's just, y'know, you're really...good at what you do…" he trailed off. Oh god. What was he saying? He was making a fool of himself. Shigaraki however, seemed to revel in it.
"Oh? Well how talented am I?" Shigaraki smugly stated, his hand leaving Izuku's shoulder to give his butt a light squeeze.
"Tomura!" Izuku cried out aghast, quickly slapping Shigaraki's hand away, as Shigaraki laughed at him.
"Oh god!" Shigaraki shouted, bending over from the waves of laughter overtaking him, "you're too easy, y'know that right? God...I hope we stay like this forever," Shigaraki chuckled darkly, grabbing onto Izuku again.
"What? Of course we will," Izuku mumbled quietly, as Shigaraki practically shoved him into his chest, muffling him.
Since Izuku was being pushed into Shigaraki's chest and suffocated there, he didn't see Shigaraki's dark smirk, "Everything's perfect, Izuku. We'll stay together like this. Fighting against the heroes and destroying this rotten society."
Finally the two of them made it to the locker room, only for Izuku to jump back in surprise as confetti was blasted into his face.
"Surprise!"
Izuku stumbled back as glitter was thrown into his face, temporarily blinding him.
"Blegh," Izuku spat, desperately trying to get the confetti off his face and out of his hair, "what is this?" he mumbled, finally looking up. Toga was standing on top of a table, her arms open wide, with a canister of silly string in each hand. Spinner was leaning against the table, holding some sort of messy gray cake in his hands, while Dabi stood off to the side not doing much of anything.
"It's a surprise," Toga yelled, happily jumping off the table and onto the floor beside Spinner, "we wouldn't have been able to defeat the heroes at the Training Camp without you. Plus, you were the one who talked us out of kidnapping Bakugou, and instead convinced us to take someone else."
"So, Spinner here, scrounged up what little money he had, and got the ingredients to make you a cake!" Toga smiled, wrapping her arms around Spinner and forcing him into a one-sided hug.
"I'm broke, but celebrating your victory is worth it!" Spinner said, but Izuku could see the pain in his eyes, rest in peace Spinner's money.
"You guys…" Izuku mumbled quietly, he couldn't believe his friends would do this for him, "thank you!" he cried out happily, looking at them. Toga was smiling widely, but she always did that. Spinner had a light blush on his cheeks and seemed pretty pleased with himself. Dabi looked like he didn't want to be there.
"You know it was Shigaraki's idea," Toga purred, gesturing over to where Shigaraki was standing.
"Oh, yeah?" Izuku smirked, raising one eyebrow at his friend.
"Eh, whatever," Shigaraki cut in, walking over to them, "don't make a big deal out of it."
"Wow!" Izuku cried out sarcastically, "I can't believe you like me. That is so embarrassing for you!" he smirked smugly, glancing over at Shigaraki. He then latched onto Shigaraki and started reaching up to ruffle the older boy's hair.
"Stop it, get off," Shigaraki laughed, trying to push Izuku away but failing, "this is not because I like you!" Shigaraki cried out, pulling Izuku into a tight hug.
Before Izuku could retaliate, Toga suddenly jumped in and blasted them both with silly string, cackling the entire time.
"Toga!" Shigaraki shrieked, letting go of Izuku in order to pursue his new enemy. Soon everyone was laughing as glitter, confetti, and silly string, were thrown about the small room. Dabi stood off to the side just observing, that is until Toga jumped on him and poured a whole bag of bright pink glitter over his head. After that, Dabi got very invested in their glitter war.
Laughing, Izuku shoved Spinner away as the lizard tried to shove confetti down his shirt, only to look up at a mirror and stop. His reflection was there in the mirror, but it wasn't him. Well it was him, he just looked...different. He wasn't wearing his normal clothes, he was wearing some sort of green jumpsuit. It looked like something a hero would wear. The costume also had bunny ears, which reminded him of All Might's hair. Why was he seeing this? What was-
Splat!
Izuku looked away as Shigaraki threw a glitter bomb in his face, while laughing at his dumbfounded expression.
"Tomura!" Izuku yelled, grabbing for the man but failing. Glancing back into the mirror, his normal reflection was back. Was he just really tired? He probably just imagined it, it had been a pretty busy couple of days.
"Shigaraki! Midoriya…" a voice chimed in disapprovingly, looking up, Izuku saw that Kurogiri had entered the room.
"You two are the villains that led your allies to victory just yesterday, so act like it." the warper stated, clearly displeased with the group's goofing off.
"Sorry, Kurogiri," Izuku mumbled while desperately trying to shake the glitter and confetti off of himself. Shigaraki said nothing at Kurogiri's reprimand and instead just snickered at Izuku as the younger teen tried to make himself look presentable.
"You two are no longer children, I have high hopes for you both," Kurogiri said while making eye contact with Izuku, "do not waste your time on such foolish games."
"Yes, Kurogiri," Shigaraki said sarcastically while rolling his eyes at the warper, clearly not caring about a thing the villain was saying.
Kurogiri ignored this and continued on, "Midoriya, come with me," Izuku glanced up uncertainly, a bit surprised, and proceeded to follow the teleporter out of the room.
Soon the two of them were walking down the dimly lit and desolate hallways of the League's hideout.
"I will admit," Kurogiri said, breaking the silence that had fallen between the two of them, "I did not think that the mission would be a success, at least not this successful. However, despite my doubts, you, Shigaraki, and your allies, performed admirably."
Izuku felt his face flush red at the small bit of praise from the villain. Kurogiri didn't congratulate or commend others easily, so when he did, you knew he meant it.
"You and Shigaraki are both becoming every bit the villain I always knew you two to be." Kurogiri exclaimed, looking down at Izuku with approval flashing in his eyes.
"Thank you, Kurogiri," Izuku mumbled, looking off to the side, away from Kurogiri's gleaming yellow eyes, " I couldn't have done it without them." he said blushing.
"Well suffice to say, Sensei is impressed with your performance. So, he is rewarding you with a new mission." Izuku jumped at this, surprised. He had never met Sensei before. When they were younger however, Shigaraki would always talk about how great and understanding the man was. Now, after all these years serving him, he would finally get to complete a real mission for his idol.
"You will get the rest of the details at a briefing later today," Kurogiri stated, stopping in front of a window that overlooked the dirty parts of the downtown area, "look at it Midoriya. This is who you are." the warper exclaimed, gesturing towards the window which showed the crime ridden part of the city, "the villain who will help lead the League to victory."
Looking out of the window, Izuku gasped. His reflection was different again! He was wearing the same green hero outfit, he had on in the locker room mirror. No. No. No.
"It's what you've always dreamed of…" Kurogiri uttered softly, "everything is perfect."
He couldn't hear anything. He couldn't stop staring.
Why.
Why was he wearing that outfit! He knew he wasn't really wearing those clothes right now. So why were they there! He didn't understand.
His breaths started coming out faster.
Suddenly, he heard a voice whisper in the back of his head, "Young Midoriya."
His hands shot up to his ears as if hoping to block out the voice. What is this?
Looking back into the window, Izuku jumped back in fright, his reflection was no longer there. Instead, a tall man who looked like he was on the verge of death stood there. He had no muscle or fat on his body, and his eyes looked sunken in. He wore a bright yellow suit that matched his equally yellow hair.
He didn't recognize the man.
Suddenly, Izuku was slammed back into reality as Kurogiri grabbed his shoulder, "are you ready for the briefing tonight, Midoriya?" Kurogiri questioned, narrowing his eyes at the boy, clearly wondering why he started acting so strangely.
"If you're ready then run along," Kurogiri sighed, moving away from the troubled teen, "don't keep the others waiting." Kurogiri uttered stoically, before disappearing before his eyes, warping away.
Izuku could do nothing but blink as he was suddenly left alone. Glancing back into the window he expected to see more strange visions, but he was greeted with nothing.
There was nothing there except his normal reflection.