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"Yessss, Yessss, YES, YES! I AM YOUR GOD! BOW DOWN TO YOUR CREATOR YOU FILTHY ANIMALS!"
Shigaraki heard as he laughed maniacally as he digitally burned down a city created with this new game he had tried. This was his least favourite part of his job, editing his material, so it looked as crazed and deranged as he wanted it to. As soon he finished editing his lunatic rant, he heard the door open and three pairs of footsteps entering his place. He saved what he had done and got out of his studio to see his boyfriend leaning against their kitchen counter. The muffled voice of Toga could be heard from their bedroom, as she excitedly ordered somebody to put thing on.
"Hey Babe," Dabi greeted him as he noticed his presence in the room. "Were you recording? Did we interrupt?" he asked as he raised his arm to stretch. Tomura got close to Dabi and as he lowered his arms and held onto the smaller man. Tomura shook his head as he nestled into his boyfriend's arms. Dabi began to leave small pecks on Tomura's neck with a low chuckle, making the other giggle. This was the scene to which Toga came out to but stopped once she was with them.
But she barely noticed, since she was still bossing around whoever was inside the bedroom. "...Once your done changing, come out. I want to see how it looks once it's on you," she shut the door and stared at it intensely. She was still in her white salon uniform, and she was buzzing in contained excitement as she kept staring at the door. Tomura looked up to Dabi, silently asking what was going on.
"Shouto had his hair cut today," the raven explained. "When he mentioned it clashed with his clothes, Crazy over there, dragged him up here to dress him up in my old clothes," Tomura snickers at the image. "Speaking of which, hey Stabby, how did you know where my old clothes where?"
Toga turns around to face them, and with a grin told him: "I snooped around your closet when you let me stay in here,"
"What?..."
"C'mon, Shou-chan~," Toga ignored Dabi, as she turned back to the door and started knocking impatiently on it. "Aren't you done yet?"
The door opened up slowly as Todoroki Shouto, Dabi's youngest brother, came out, fully transformed from the last time Shigaraki had seen him. He had an old black tank top with a faded band logo and ripped black jeans. All the clothes looked snug on him, probably because Dabi was skinnier than him. Instead of the bowl cut he usually had, his hear was in an undercut with his white hair pulled to the side, trying to cover the red half and his scar. He still had on his white sneakers, but once Toga noticed them, she kneeled and covered them with the old pants. When she finished, she jumped up again and took a picture with her phone in one whole movement.
Shouto stood there awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck. Toga was smiling and cooing at her phone as she went on about putting makeup on him. Dabi and Shigaraki were still silent, but while Tomura looked at Toga, keeping an eye on her, Dabi caught his gaze and gave him a small smile. Shouto returned it with a shrug.
It had been a couple of weeks since they reconnected. Dabi now went to see Rei when he could, Shouto worked with him on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and they had had family dinner with both Dabi and Tomura two times already. There was still a sort of barrier between them. Touya had done lots of things he knew non of his siblings would be proud of, and they were aware of it. He would change the topic every time.
Their relationship wasn't one out of a fairy tale, it may never be. But the Todoroki sibling were nothing if not stubborn. They knew their relationship was stranded, but they also were determined enough to save what they had. Although it wasn't easy.
Natsuo still held a little of resentment. Fuyumi still repressed everything that wasn't a happy emotion. Dabi was secretive with a lot of his life. And Shouto was still an emotionally constipated mess.
They also had a life outside of their family, so they couldn’t spend all their time together. Natsuo was still attending college and had a girlfriend, Fuyumi had a job and took care of their new home, and after ghosting his friends for three weeks, Shouto had a lot to catch up on and a lot of homework piled up. It had been a really busy month, but things were starting to look up from Shouto's point of view. He had started his second year at UA this week, his mom was getting better every day, he had all of his siblings and friends in his life, and he was starting the new school year with a brand new haircut and look. Which he had never been allowed to before.
Dabi, noticing his brother's growing sheepishness at Toga's ramble, patted Tomura's hip asking for space, and moved to put Toga in a headlock. "Okay, Psycho, that's enough..."
"But Dabiiiii...." Toga complained. "With a little bit of mascara and-"
"No, you had your fun, leave..." he told her and playfully pushed her towards the entrance. Toga pouted and blew him a raspberry before skipping out of the apartment. Tomura and Dabi chuckled at her antics. "C'mon, Shou, I'll drive you to UA," Shouto nodded and headed back to their bedroom. "You can keep the clothes if you want," Dabi told him as he reached for the door.
"Really?" he asked, hopeful, and Dabi nodded.
As the young one started to pick up his things, Dabi went back next to Tomura and told him he'll see him later at the bar. Shigaraki hummed in agreement and kissed him quickly before going back to his studio. As soon as Shouto came out of his room, both brothers left the place, taking Dabi's High End.
When they reached the school's front gate, it was getting dark. With a wave, they said goodbye. Shouto was already inside and checking out his notifications on his phone when he was stopped. He was answering his brother, that was mocking him, saying he was coping Touya style. -They had sent him and Fuyumi a picture of the finished haircut- But then he was blinded by a flashlight. Two figures, one tall and one small approached him.
"Hey, you... Wait... Todoroki?" a high squicky voice asked confused, and turned off the flashlight. Todoroki blinked the white spots off his vision, and finally recognized the two people in front of him. Kuroiro and Komori from class B were holding a flashlight, some plastic bags and a spay-bottle. The two were staring at him with wide eyes and absolutely speechless.
"What are you two doing out at this hour?" he asked them after noticing they weren't going to say anything.
"Um... we were looking for luminescent mushrooms..." Komori said, still speechless by his new look. "What- what are you doing out?"
"I just came back from work," he said, feeling awkward from all the staring. "Is something wrong?"
"No!, no, no, no, no," both class B students said. "You just caught us off guard," Komori admitted while Kuroiro grumbled something. -"He is ready for a night in the abyss"-
"Alright, have fun with your fungus," Todoroki told them and went his way. ' Wierd' he thought as he continued messing with his phone on his way to the 2-a alliance.
As he arrived, he noticed Midoriya, Iida, Aoyama, Tokoyami, Ojiro and Shoji outside. They were all sitting in the porch's stairs, chatting away. Midoriya, always the observant noticed him first. The others, noticing Midoriya had stopped mid-rant, turned their attention to what had stopped him and finally caught sight the dual coloured boy. They were just as surprised as the other two students.
Not because they didn't like it. But Todoroki hadn't told anyone about his makeover. He had only told his close group of friends -AKA The Dekusquad- about getting a job. Shouto had figured it might raise some unwanted and unnecessary red flags if he told them the truth. What could he possibly say? That he was working for his stranded brother? The one who had been missing for the past 10 years, and was now a criminal? Or that said brother was dating OFA ex-apprentice, and adopted son? He didn't want them to worry, he didn't need a repeat of his father's trial.
Even if Fuyumi had waited for Shouto to be out of the city and at camp to report him, everybody found out. For a while, it was the only thing people talked about. Every magazine, newspaper and media of communication were talking about how his dad, a famous boxing champion and well-respected athlete, was being charged for marital and domestic abuse. People discussed if it was true, and people were just afraid to say something; or if it was false, and Fuyumi had only pressed charges to earn money. (When he heard that, he almost punched a hole in a wall).
Since they were in the middle of nowhere, his class and teachers at the campsite didn't find out immediately. Midoriya that already knew what was going on had stayed by his side in silent companion. He didn't pressure him into anything, yet being there if needed. When the rest of the class found out, they were given an entire free day to do what they wanted. During that day, his classmates and the other class, had done a two-step dance he knew very well.
First people would apologize, saying they were sorry they hadn't noticed before or that he didn't deserve something like that happening to him. Second, people would offer companionship, that if he ever needed anything, he could count in them or something like that. He was mostly okay with people doing that, it was nice of them to offer help.
But this was class 1-a and b of UA. After they found out and they completed step one and two, they didn't leave him alone. Which Todoroki guessed was okay. But suddenly he couldn't be alone. He was always with someone, either because they wanted to do something with him or they just wanted to be with him. And the teachers didn't help either. Kan Sensei and the camp counsellors, the Wild Wild Pussycats treated him as if he was about to break and needed some sort of constant vigilance. And Aizawa Sensei, even if he had helped him by telling the others to leave him alone, had also said to be sneakier about keeping an eye on him.
(He had also found out later by Shinsou that Aizawa was trying to make it up to him. Apparently, Aizawa had noticed something was wrong, but was waiting for Todoroki to come to him. Trusting that if it became too much for him, he knew his homeroom teacher's door was open. But before Aizawa even received news about the trial, Toshinori, (a new teacher at UA and Izuku's stepdad) had called to tell Aizawa to keep an eye on him just in case, since Fuyumi had filed the report. When Aizawa questioned him on his cryptid call, Toshinori told him what was going on. Which lead to Aizawa feeling pretty bad because 1 One of his students may be in a very difficult situation, 2 He had noticed and said nothing, and 3 Tdoroki had told the new gym teacher instead of him)
Bakugou noticed how much of a nuisance his classmates were being, and so he helped him escape into the woods for a while. The blonde had apparently found out during the Sports Festival. By the time they had come back from the camp, his classmates toned it down a little. Nowadays, they occasionally asked if he was alright whenever his dad was mentioned, or if he seemed particularly gloomy.
"Wow, Todoroki,... you look..." Ojiro started speaking but got interrupted by Tokoyami when he got quiet.
"Ready for a night in the abyss," Tokoyami said as the raven perched in his shoulder croaked after him.
"Thank you...?" he told the bird-lover as he looked at the others to clue him if it was a compliment or an insult. The other guys shrugged except for Iida, that was looking at a small book and reading it in a fast pace. "Iida, what are you doing?" he asked the class president.
"I am checking if any of the changes you have done to your person are breaking the rules of the schools wardrove policies," he told him as he kept reading.
The boys shared a chuckle, because, of course, their class president would have a pocket-size school rule book that he takes everywhere. "Does it look bad?" Shouto asked his responsible friend.
"I never said that, Todoroki, but the rules are there for a reason and we need to follow them," Iida said as he made his robotic arm movements and continue reading.
"I think it looks good," Shouji told him over his mask.
"It needs more *~Sparkling~*," Aoyama told him.
They stayed there for a couple of minutes, mainly waiting for Iida to finish checking if Todoroki had to change something. While they waited, they talked about school, upcoming exams, what they would have for dinner. Suddenly, Iida stood up and while doing his hands movements, told Todoroki his outfit abided to the school rules. Once Todoroki was in the clear, the rest stood up and went inside the dorm room. Indoors, the girls, Uraraka, Yaoyorozu, Hagakure, Asui and Jiro were studying and drinking tea, while on the other side, Shinsou, Kaminari, Bakugou, Mina, Kirishima and Sero were playing a videogame. Koda and Sato were in the kitchen, Sato trying out new cookie recipes, that he would give to the girls once they were done, and Koda feeding his bunny and keeping the baker company.
"Holy Crap, Todoroki!" Mina shouted as soon as she saw him. She wasn't currently playing, but waiting for her turn. "You look amazing!" Her enthusiasm made everyone turn to them and pause what they were doing.
Today, when class was over, Todoroki had left looking like he usually did, a minimalistic rich boy. Now that he was back with his new haircut and his brothers old clothes, he looked like a punk bad boy. It was a sight to be seen. Todoroki was one of the most grounded and put-together guys of the class. That with his quiet and monotone demeanour, let off a 'respect me' vibe. But now, that silent and unemotional aura held some kind of danger that radiated around him. Like this was not a person you would mess with. Not to mention that, now that his hair didn't cover his ears, his piercings were displayed better.
Hagakure left the girls and Mina jumped over the sofa to get closer to him. The two complimented him as well the rest of his class. Mostly it was the girls from the table and the 'Bakusquad' from the sofa. "Man, you even look like more of a Bad boy than Bakugou," Kaminari said at some point. Bakugou that had been glaring at him since they paused the game, suddenly got really quiet. And then he surprised everyone with his response.
"Aren't those things going to get in the middle of fighting?" he asked him gesturing to his ears. Then his face changed with a sadistic smile. "They are going to hurt like a bitch when I pull them off your fucking ears as a victory trophy!"
That made a few of them laugh while the rest worry. That was such a Bakugou thing to say. But Todoroki felt uncomfortable about it. Fighting, boxing and joining the schools fighting club didn't bring good memories to him. Those had all been things his father had made him do, and he had very recently discovered how much his father had bee prohibiting him. And while Fuyumi wasn't as liberal as some other parents, she wasn't as strict as his father had once been. Without him, he was discovering he liked different types of music and food. He could use the clothes he wanted and not those he had bought for him. Now, Shouto didn't need to be Todoroki Shouto, prodigy son of Endeavor. He could be Shouto, just Shouto. And he had no idea who that was. As Iida was lecturing the blond over proper sportsmanship and fighting ethics and Midoriya and Kirishima pleaded with him to think it over, before he was expelled from another competition like last year, somebody screamed.
"MOMO!" Jirou shouted as her friend filled up a cup of tea too much, that it spilt out of it.
Yaoyorozu snapped out of her trance and put the teapot she was holding down. Her face was red as a tomato and was quietly getting more red. She started picking up her notes and the girl's, so they weren't ruined by the spilt tea. Sato and Koda were soon next to the girls with towels and napkins to help them clean up the mess. The rest went back to what they were doing, with the boys going back to their games and the girls helping Momo clean and check her pottery.
"Everything alright, Yaomomo?~" Mina said as she grinned.
"I-I was- I was lost in thought," She explained as she cleaned and tried to not blush anymore.
"Might of been quite hot a thought, kero," Asui said as she went to the kitchen to throw away the wet napkins.
Yaoyorozu blushed even more after the comment, and made Mina and Hagakure giggle. After the mess was cleaned, they all ate together and went to sleep.
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The place was nice. And retro. A bar for smoothies and booths were everywhere. In different tones of red, white and silver, it was the picture-perfect of an old restaurant, like in old movies.
The outfit she had on was nice, too. A long red skirt with a white top and a big cream belt. Red shoes with a tiny heel and her hair tied with a red satin ribbon. She looked around the '50s looking place, noticing how clean and shinning it appeared. And then her gaze fell on him .
Black leather jacket and boots. Black pants and sunglasses. White T-shirt. Double colour hair in an undercut. He was leaning against the junk box with one arm and chewing gum. She knew she was staring and that she should stop, but she couldn't keep her eyes off of him. Out of nowhere, he takes his sunglasses off and throws away.
He holds her gaze intensely. His eyes were of two different colours, one silver like a shinning diamond and the other as deep and blue as an ocean. She didn't know how long they had been staring at each other, but she felt as if that gaze alone was penetrating her soul. The boy blew a bubble with his gum and once it popped, hit the top of the junk box.
The machine lit up in an assortment of colours, and he started to come closer to her. She couldn't move from her place, and a soft music started playing, filling the place in its sweet lullaby. He got closer and closer, and when he was a step away from her, he offered his hand. Without hesitance she took it.
She was spun around once and then brought closer to him with a gasp. His hand in her waist, her hand on his shoulder while the other two were interlocked with one another. Chest against chest, they got even closer to each other. Their distance lowered until their noses were touching each other.
"All good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you," He whispered to her, and she left a breathless sigh.
They continued to lean into one another, their lips barely gracing together. Just a little bit more.
Then the junk box let out a PRIIIIIIIIIINNNNG!
And Yaoyorozu woke up.
With the dream fresh in her mind, her eyes wide, her cheeks flushed, her hair a mess; she left out two words that summarized her situation and state of mind perfectly: "Oh, No,"