"Sorry, I'm a little hard of hearing. The fuck did you just say, you forbidden frosted flake-producing fuck?!"

Twice flinched back when Shigaraki directed his glare towards him, and I remained wedged between both Dabi and Mustard, fighting the urge to lash out. My temper had gotten better over the past days, but that was likely due to the fact that I had stayed at my own house after my drama with Amajiki. Nothing there really gaslighted me like it did at the hideout.

"I said we're moving. It's too dangerous, staying in the city. After blowing up that convoy our organisation is in the limelight again, and we all know what happened last time we were this famous..." The powderet explained, leaning against the wall with a hand scratching absently at his thigh. "My connection found us a place a few hours out west, so we're leaving today."

Wait...does that mean..?

"Uh...does that include me..? I mean, I'm still supposed to have school...and work..." I piped up after clearing my throat, looking everywhere except his face.
"Don't dance around the details, girl..."

The pair of boys flanking me seemed to move in closer, effectively trapping me within their protection. I was partially relieved, because the way Shigaraki had phrased it had made me feel uneasy.
"Oooh, you have a connection? Is it a girl? Do you have a girlfriend, Shiggy?!" Toga grabbed her own face in her hands, starry-eyed and pink-cheeked at the thought, though she received a gagging reaction from our boss.
"Disgusting..."

Hey, don't knock it till you've tried it...

"After transporting us, Kurogiri will be leaving for his own little mission...so make sure you have everything you need done done." He continued, and I felt sick to my stomach. There was no way I could continue to juggle UA, my apprenticeship and the League if I had to follow them out to the middle of nowhere. Usually I was a positive person, but there was no way and no how when it came to this predicament.

Shortly after, Shigaraki stalked off, muttering something about calling some kind of doctor, and the rest of us just kind of loitered, lost and frustrated.
"Well, this blows..." Mustard spoke up after a while, tapping his fingers against the helmet he had begun wearing again. "Bet there's not gonna be any Wi-Fi out there..."

"That's the least of our fucking concerns, halfwit." Dabi scowled, reaching over my shoulder to shove him a bit. "Do you know how hard this shit is gonna be for me? I'm on recruitment. My ass is gonna be constantly on the line having to go back and forth."

Uh...

It took a little while, but eventually both of the boys noticed my silence, then it clicked.
"Oh, shit...You've got school..." Mustard cringed, rubbing my back with his gloved hand. Not only school, but my internship, my family; not that they were ever around, and friends. The choice was inevitable, but I didn't want it to be so soon.

"I'll go and tell the motherfucker that you won't be-"
"No...I'll talk to him..." I cut him off, beginning to walk off in the same direction our leader had, but Dabi grabbed hold of my wrist.
"Like hell! I'm not letting you be alone with him...Ever..." He growled, his eyes trailing to the space on my shirt that hid my unsightly scarring.

"I need to stop being a people pleaser...Isn't that what you wanted?" I sighed, feeling his hand lax enough to pull myself free. "If I don't sort this out on my own, it'd be no better." With that, I walked away, internally fretting over how this little conversation would go down.

It seemed that Shigaraki had retired to his room, and I boldy rapped on the door with my knuckles.
"Who is it and what do you want?" He called out, sounding less than impressed.
"Uh, it's (Y/N)...Could we have a word?" The sounds of him shuffling along the floor seemed to go on forever until the door clicked open, and he was already on his way back to his chair, waving me in.
"Hurry up, then."

Okay...just be assertive...Bite him if I have to...Wait, no! Fuck no! I mean fudge no! Ugh!

Stepping in, I closed the door behind me, following him until I stood a few feet away. It was strange seeing him without father upon his face, and I felt a cocktail of nausea and spite become shaken and not stirred in my throat.

"I..I think I should stay here, and continue going to school. It would be a waste not being able to get any informa-"
"Stop." I zipped my lips when he held up a finger, a bored expression making me become irritated. "Obviously you will continue at UA, your hero shtick, all of that crap...but you will also be coming with me."

Please don't say it like that...

"I...uh...don't think I follow...If Kurogiri is away, won't that make it impossible?" I folded my arms, fighting against the residue of my quirk drawback, which was making me want to rip him to pieces.
"You really are a ditz. Twice will make a copy of you, and that copy will take your place back here. Kurogiri already prepared notes and such to make sure you won't be participating in any practical shit, so it'll work out. All you need to do is whatever I tell you to do."

Narrowing my (E/C) eyes, I exhaled slowly, pleading with my own patience.
"I don't like that idea." I stated firmly, teeth clenching together when he stood up again, tilting his head so he could scratch at that incurable itch he always seemed to suffer from.
"And I don't like that tone." He rolled his eyes, taking a step closer to me. "What happened to that obedient little cat girl I so graciously spared?"

"Easy answer. Your little plan with the Yakuza ended with me overusing my quirk. I'm not gonna roll over for you anymore. It's bullshit." I growled, unsure why my chest grew tighter the closer he got.
"Oh?" He stopped directly in front of me, standing only a little taller, and reeled his hand back, feiging preparation for a strike.

If I knew he wouldn't do it, then why did I flinch like I did? Why did I utter out such a pathetic whimper and squat down before him like that? Instead of hitting me, his hand came down to pet the top of my (H/C) hair, one finger short, and he chuckled to himself. "See that, girl? Animals don't forget when somebody shows them who the boss is."

He's right...

"You're just my little pet. I actually feel a bit of remorse for messing you up so bad." Shigaraki crouched down in front of me, using his spare hand to tilt my chin up so I couldn't refuse his carnelian eyes. "Don't get me wrong...I could easily kill you whenever I wanted to...but you're a part of my plan, now. I look after my people."

I was a fingertip away from oblivion, body frozen in both awe and terror as I stared back at him. There was definitely a living, feeling human left inside of him, but it was twisted beyond comprehension. I felt horrible for him, but at the same time I felt aggressive contempt.
"You're lying...If you really looked out for us, then you would've tried to rescue Hisoka...You would have saved Magne..." I growled, trembling as he brought the tip of his nose to graze against mine. He was much too close, but I couldn't do a thing about it.

"In this moment, there is only so much I am capable of. That's the goal. To be able to change the world, so I can make sure those things never have a chance of happening in the first place." He explained in a low, dangerous voice, risking a switch of which finger hovered above my head, which sent my pulse into a frenzy.

I should have let Touya take control...

"Are you going to be good, and do what I tell you to do? All I want is to help the world, you included. You're one of my own, now...So, will you let me lead you..?" His cracked lips whispered so softly, I almost choked. My instincts were in an all-out war, now, over whether I should run, attack, or eat up everything he was telling me.

"I..I will..." I squeaked out, squeezing my eyes shut as his mouth stretched into a crooked grin, his forehead bumping lightly against mine before he stood up again, hand remaining on my head.
"Great. That saves me a mess to clean up, now doesn't it?" He snickered, tracing the length of one of my hair strands, pinching it between two of his fatal fingers. "Leave me alone, now. I have something I need to take care of..."

Instead of climbing to my feet, I scooted backwards slowly, staring up at him in fear and confusion, hating myself for submitting so easily, just like a trained pet.

"Y..yeah...Thanks for...y..your time..." I stammered, finally rising and rushing towards the door.
"Oh, and there's something I'd love for you to remember, (Y/N)..." He called out, causing my hand to seize around the doorknob.
"Y..yes..?"

"I am the one who keeps you safe. Dabi is merely a part of me...so don't confuse that, alright..? Remember who really watches out for you, here..."

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***Does the love quadrilateral turn into the love polygon? Has (Y/N) already gone too far past her quirk limit? Is that business Shigaraki needs to take care of just a quick jerk and splurt because (Y/N)'s terror got his crusty cooter-hose all tingly-wingly?
The answer is....

....maybe.

Next time: Real Estate and Rugs***