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“Everyone in Class A and B!”
Rikido Sato hardened his expression.
“In the name of the Pro-Hero Eraserhead…”
Tonight was supposed to be fun. A test of courage, that’s what everyone called it. He’d trained extra hard that day, and Mr. Aizawa was impressed enough to let him go from the extra lessons.
“You are granted permission to engage in combat!”
He was starting to regret that.
The massive sword tore into his skin, ripping out blood.
Clenching his teeth, Sato cocked back, feeling his muscles tighten, before smashing a right hook into the green heteromorph’s jaw, feeling it crack from the impact. Sato slammed a fist into Spinner’s gut, before slamming him with a knee, and another punch to the head.
Spinner ripped into him with another upward slash, followed by an overhead then a slash to the side. Sato staggered back as more blood started to flow. Spinner comboed into a swing.
Sato narrowed his eyes, breathing heavily, bleeding heavily.
Toga watched.
Sato barrelled forward, slamming a punch into Spinner, The Gecko user slashed back, followed by a stab, Sato turned up his quirk, tanking the blow, before slamming Spinner with a knee, then a punch to the skull, Spinner ripped out his blade, then spun a slash that ripped across his side. More blood.
Toga leaned forward, looking for an opening, before Sato broke off from Spinner, launching a tree trunk at her, forcing her to dodge.
Using the opening, Sato ripped into his second chocolate bar of the fight.
He stepped forward, his muscles starting to grow. He hardened his expression. His quirk made him stronger, but it had a side effect;
He could already feel his brain power starting to drop, and his intelligence, starting to drop with it.
Spinner turned to his teammate, horrified,
“TOGA PLEASE DO SOMETHI-”
Sato slammed a punch into Spinner's skull, making a loud crack on impact. Spinner rammed his sword through him. Sato grabbed his head and tightened his grip, hearing a crack. He reached into his pocket.
Another chocolate bar, he could barely put his thoughts together.
Toga watched.
He was… so cute!
As Sato continued to slam blow after blow into Spinner, covered in the heteromorph’s blood and his own, she couldn't help but blush.
“TOGA, TOGA PLEA-”
Sato slammed a punch straight into his cranium.
He was a wall of a man, carved out of pure muscle, and bleeding like a fountain.
Spinner widened his eyes, shoving his makeshift greatsword deeper into Sato. At this point, the 6’1” bruiser was too sugar-high to feel the pain.
“TOGA, STOP STANDING THERE, TOGAAAAAA, TOGAAAAAAAAA-”
Lumbering toward the heteromorph, he grabbed Spinner by the head, cocked back, and proceeded to launch him into the stratosphere.
For a moment, Sato stood there, letting the adrenaline fade.
He let out a sigh of relief. Too tired to really think about anything. Despite everything, things would be alright.
Out of nowhere, he felt something stab into his back.
“Suu suu… Suu suu… Suu suu…”
Toga blushed as she stuck the needle further into Sato's skin.
She took a deep breath, getting ready to introduce herself.
“My name is Himiko Toga, and I think you look super cute~!!”
She looked down. She just stabbed him and that was the best she could come up with?
He probably hated her.
She messed it up, she's spiraling, she always messes things up. Her and her stupid gross dumb ugly idiot quirk, she had one chance for a good first impression and she did it all wrong and he looks so pretty covered in all that blood and she really wanted to eat him whole and… he's… not mad?
He's not grossed out, he's not angry, he's just… looking at her, innocently.
It was an odd face to see on a 6’1” wall of pure muscle, but the way he was looking at her only made her think he was even cuter.
Right now, Rikkido Sato was too dumb on sugar to think straight.
Rikkido Sato… he knew his name from the Sports Festival. She didn’t pay much attention to it back then. But now?
Her face flushed red.
Sato… Saito… Sato… Saito…
His name sounded just like his.
And covered in this much blood, he was even cuter than he was.
She began letting out heavy, shaky, breaths, her face burning red.
She wrapped her hands around his arm. Sato blushed, the murderous psycho girl was surprisingly warm.
She blushed harder, gathering up her resolve.
She took another deep breath.
“You’re going to be my boyfriend now, ok?”
Sato blinked.
What little of his brain was still working told him that this was a bad idea.
She hugged him tighter.
He was going to regret this.
“Ok,” he nodded.
Both of them flushed red.
Toga avoided eye contact, looking down before cutely biting his arm.
He let her.
This was a bad idea.
She blushed, before looking back up at him.
“Mine.”
Rikkido Sato had not yet processed the disaster he had gotten himself into.
She continued to suck on his arm.
“Mine.”
She had a devious grin on her face; wide, and brimming with deadly intent.
He was perfect. Cute, strong, and…
The first person in her life not to look at her like some kind of monster.
It might have had something to do with his quirk, his overuse of the meta-ability making him too dumb, and too sweet, to see the red flags, but she didn’t care.
She took another hot breath.
“Mine.”
She had claimed him. She wanted him, all for herself.
She was going to hurt him because that’s what she thought love was.
But Sato?
The wall of a man was strong enough to take it.
He could fix her.
And so they stood there.
She wanted to stay like this for a while. Maybe Shigaraki would chew her out later, maybe she wouldn’t go back to him at all. Maybe Sato would regret this after his quirk’s side effects wore off. But more likely than not, he would still feel the same way.
Sato was a simple guy. He wanted to be a hero to save others, and Himiko Toga needed saving.
As she stood there, her cute fangs stuck into his arm, and her light hair messy over her face, all he could feel was the overwhelming urge to protect her. To bake her sweets, to take care of her...
And to give her the safety and love that she never had but always deserved.
And so here they stood.
A bloodsucking yandere.
And a man sweet enough to love her.