"Sorry, that... that wasn't the whole truth..." Midori said, pushing up her glasses. One of Mustard's eyebrows raised and stood up straight. He looked down quizzically at the green haired teenage girl. "The whole truth?"
Midori nodded and took a deep breath to relax. She exhaled and looked at all three of the teens. "I wasn't saved by the Bloody Vigilante, well not directly."
She stood up and gestured to her small apartment room. "As you can see, I'm not exactly rolling around in money. My... my parents crushed the family in crippling debt because my parents decided to get a loan from the Yakuza. I didn't know anything about it until my parents got into a fatal car crash... Yakuza members constantly knocked on my door because since my parents d-... weren't around anymore, the debt transferred to me. Then, they just stopped coming at one point. I did some digging on the net and found out that a Yakuza member by the name of Pufferfish was killed and got his blood drained by the Bloody Vigilante. That guy was in charge of a lot of the Yakuza's debt collecting..."
Midori suddenly bowed her head down towards the three teenagers. "Thank you, Kiriyama-kun!"
"Uh, I'm flattered and all but I wasn't the one who killed the scumbag, I haven't actually killed anyone in fact. I did beat his ass and call the cops to pick up his unconscious body though." the black haired teen replied. He pointed at the blonde girl sitting next to him. "Toga-chan was the one who killed and drained the bastard before the cops got there, I guess I just gave a helping hand."
"Oh..."
"Yeah..."
"Well, um, thank you very much, Toga-chan and Kiriyama-kun!" Midori exclaimed, once again bowing her head. Toga beamed at the girl and grabbed her hands. "You're so cute, Nakamura-san! No, Midori-chan! NO! MII-CHAN! You can thank me by becoming my friend!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... This is touching and all but we're kinda here to get Kiriyama patched up. We've got a really explosive guy, literally explosive by the way, that we gotta recruit back at the hideout." said Mustard. Midori nodded in response and gestured at the three teens to follow her as she walked towards her bedroom door.
"Lay down on the bed, I'll get the healing solution." Midori said as she pointed at her twin sized bed. Mustard smirked. "Solution? You mean your spit?"
"Well... it's not made up of just my spit. I've gotta mix about two milliliters of my spit in some water and it gives the water healing properties. Same with how I make my acidic solutions, just a few drops of blood into some water, and I've got a pretty deadly weapon." explained Midori, pushing her glasses up once again. She left the room to retrieve her 'healing solution'. Mustard chuckled and turned his head to Kiriyama, who was lying down on the bed listening quite attentively to Toga's excited babbling, which she did a lot.
"Did you hear that? You're gonna be exchanging bodily fluids with Nakamura, before you can exchange some with Toga." taunted Mustard.
"Shut it, Ketchup." replied Kiriyama.
"Mii-chan is my friend now, so if it helps Kiriyama-kun, I'll allow it." stated Toga. Kiriyama released an irritated groan. "I just wanna hurry up, get fixed up, head back to Kamino ward, and sleep in my own bed..."
MEANWHILE...
"WHADDYA THINKA THAT, HUH, LEAGUE OF SHITHEADS!?" shouted a spiky haired, blond teen. The smoke and dust cleared, revealing Shigaraki standing still and stiff. He glared at a severed hand that used to be clasped onto his face until the spiky haired boy used his quirk to blow it away with an explosion. "Father..."
The boy smirked at how he had gotten Shigaraki shaken up. "They launched an attack on U.A., the best hero school in the world, and I'm the only thing they got to show for it. I've got 'em nailed down! To this crew of dick heads, I'm a very valuable pawn. They're trying to attack me through my heart and convince me to switch to their shitty side so they won't be coming at me to kill! There's seven of them... as long as they don't change their minds, I could totally murder two or three of 'em and make my escape!"
The blond laughed loudly, annoying the villains around him. "HAHAHA! I'M WARNING YOU NOW: MY PERMISSION TO BATTLE STILL HASN'T BEEN REVOKED!"
"Wow... the little scamp really does understand just what he's dealing with...! How annoyingly clever!" said Magne, a muscular transgender woman.
"No... he's just an idiot." deadpanned Dabi. Mr. Compress shrugged. "If you didn't feel like it, Bakugo-kun. Then you should have just played along... But that won't work now."
"I don't do what I don't wanna do, and that includes lying. And let me tell ya, I don't feel like spending the foreseeable future with tiresome pricks like you." insulted Bakugo. Shigaraki continued to glare at the severed hand in silence and Kurogiri rushed to him. "That hand...!"
"No! You musn't, Shigaraki Tomura! Calm yourself!" yelled the man made of black mist. Shigaraki turned his head and directed his glare to Bakugo. Bakugo felt himself momentarily tremble in fear as he made eye contact with Shigaraki. The blue haired villain then put his head down and raised his arm. "Don't... Don't lay a finger on him."
Kurogir stopped in his tracks. Shigaraki bent over and picked up the hand. "Cuz this kid..."
He clasped the disembodied hand back onto his face and stood up straight. "...is a precious playpiece."
"I wanted you, if at all possible, to listen at least a little to what I had to say... I thought we'd be able to understand each other..." said Shigaraki. Bakugo thought back to what Best Jeanist, the hero he trained under during his internship, said about heroes and villains. "Heroes and villains are different sides of the same coin..."
"Nooope." replied Bakugo, smirking.
"What a shame. And the heroes said they were going ahead with their investigation... So we can't take our sweet time persuading you." said Shigaraki. He turned to face a computer moniter. "Sensei... lend us your strength."
A bead of nervous sweat dropped from Bakugo's temple, but he continued to confidenly smile. "'Sensei'...? You telling me you ain't the boss around here...!? Don't disappoint now!"
"Blackmist. Compress. Put him back to sleep." ordered Shigaraki. Mr. Compress sighed. "The fact you won't hear any of us out... I'll be honest, I've sorta got to admire that."
"If you want me to hear you out, then you'll have to grovel so hard you bash your head on the floor and DIE!" exclaimed Bakugo. "I wanna blow them all away with a max-power blast, but... fuckmist over there's just gonna get in the way... think, man... how do I make myself an opening to reach the back door...?"
Suddenly someone had knocked on the back door. "Hello? This is Pizza-La, the Kamino branch? Your pizza's here!" Then, in an instant the wall to the side of Bakugo and the villains was destroyed by a large, muscular blonde man in a red, blue, white, and yellow costume.
"What the!?" shouted Spinner.
"Blackmist! Make a gate!" ordered Shigaraki. But before Kurogiri could even process his command, the villains were all restrained in wood by a pro hero, who looked to be made out of the material.
"Wood!?" said Dabi. His ruined face scowled. "You think this'll stop-"
Before Dabi could finish his sentance, he was kicked in the head and knocked unconscious by a short, gray-haired old man in a yellow and white costume. "Don't be so rash! Why don't you just be nice and quiet... for your own good!"
"That's the rising young star, Kamui Woods, for you! And then there's the blisteringly fast old veteran, Gran Torino! There's nowhere to run for you, League of Villains... Why, you ask!? FOR WE ARE HERE!" exclaimed All Might.
"I thought that cream Atsuhiro-san stole was great, but Nakamura-san's 'healing solution' works fast! The injuries on my face is already gone and my arm is already feelin' better!" said Kiriyama, smiling as he touched his now healed face. The three teens were sitting in an empty train on the way back to Kamino ward.
"She spit in it though..." replied Mustard.
"I don't really care. If it helps, it helps! No use complaining about it." Kiriyama retorted. Mustard was going to respond but couldn't as he stretched his arms and yawned.
"Tired?" asked Kiriyama.
"Yeah, I don't really stay up until 3 in the morning like you two insomniacs. I need my sleep, I'm a growing boy."
"Not getting enough sleep, seeing as you're still a pint-sized twerp."
"Hey, I'll have you know I had a growth spurt of three inches thanks to sleeping more than the 3 to 5 hours of sleep you guys get!"
"Alright, quit yappin' and get your beauty sleep then already."
"I will..."
Mustard closed his eys and leaned back into his seat. It doesn't even take a minute for him to start lightly snoring, causing Kiriyama to roll his eyes. He turns his head to see what Toga was doing. She was on her phone, which was excessively decorated with stickers and sparkling with glitter. "What're you doin', Toga-chan?"
"Texting Mii-chan, I'm asking her a lot of questions so I could get to know her." replied Toga.
"I wonder if she became a villain because she heard that the Bloody Vigilante became one?" said Kiriyama.
"OH! I'll ask her that!" Toga said cheerfully.
"You should... you know, the more time I spend with you guys, the more I come to appreciate the normal, well, sorta-normal moments we have." smiled Kiriyama.
"Normal moments?" said Toga.
"Yeah, like how we sometimes just act like regular teenagers. The moments where we aren't discussing villains and heroes, just kind of hanging out, or conversing, or like what you're doing; texting. I feel like this is what we'd all be doing, if we weren't villains. If we had some boring, average-strength quirks... You know, we'd just be enjoying our youth... Making friends, texting them, hanging out with them in malls or whatever, smiling... laughing..." Kiriyama looked at the floor of the train and smiled sadly, wondering what could've been.
"Falling in love..." added Toga. Kiriyama raised his head to look at Toga, who gave him a warm smile. Kiriyama smiled back and sat up straight. "You're actually sorta normal when the side effects of having a blood related quirk aren't messing with you..."
He liked this part of Toga, where she seemed a lot more like a normal high school girl. Kiriyama eyed the girl's appearance. He really liked her blonde hair and thought that the messy buns they were fashioned into were adorable. Kiriyama leaned in closer, his face, inches away from Toga. He stared into Toga's eyes that had the color and shine of gold, with dark circles under them that came from her lack of sleep. He inspected the rest of her face and noticed... Toga was actually really cute. He leaned in closer and noticed her hair's scent. For some reason he had always thought Toga would probably smell a little bit like blood, but her hair smelled like strawberry-scented shampoo. Both of their cheeks heated up as Kiriyama's face was now inches away from hers and he raised his right hand tentatively. He wanted to cup her cheek and see if it's become as warm as his, but decided against it and put it back down. Not sure what he would do after, if he did. "You know... If we weren't villains... by now I would've... probably already... be-"
Toga's phone suddenly rang, making both teens jump a little from their seats. Kiriyama turned around, unable to face Toga and his face red with embarrassment. Toga answered the phone. "Sorry to say this, but this better be good, Mii-chan."
"No way!" After a couple of moments in of silence, Kiriyama heard Toga hang up. He then felt a tap on his right shoulder. He turned around and found Toga with a shocked expression. "Kiriyama-kun... the hideout, it's been raided by heroes."
Kiriyama's eyes widened. He stood still for a few moments. "Y-you're kidding..."
"No! Mii-chan told me! She was watching a live stream of All Might and some other big-shot pros at our hideout. They almost caught everyone until All for One bailed them out. All for One and All Might are fighting one on one right now after All for One and some Nomus wiped the floor with the others. Kamino ward is in freakin' ruins right now!"
"W-...what're we supposed to do in a situation like this!? Where are the others!?"
"All for One warped them outta there, luckily. But we don't know where they're at..."
Kiriyama sat back down on his seat, feeling defeated and helpless. Toga stood, feeling the same. She didn't know what they were going to do, neither did Kiriyama. Mustard sat up and stretched his arms, yawning. "What's with the yellin' and shoutin'? I'm trying to get some z's here."
"Mustard..." said Kiriyama. "The hideout... The hideout's been attacked. We... we can't go back to the Kamino ward."
"What the fuck? Are you bein' serious!?"
"I really wish I wasn't"