He moved downstairs, a towel hanging around his neck as he attempted to dry his ears off so that he could put his hearing aids back in. When he'd gotten out of the shower he had a text from Kirishima telling him to come downstairs when he could. So he threw on some clothes. In other words, his skull t-shirt and some simple jeans and brought himself downstairs to see Kirishima standing next to Elf, who was simply holding his head down with his hands in his pockets by the wall.

Kirishima looked up to where Bakugou was, his lips starting to move.

"Ah, one minute. I can't hear right now. My ears are wet so I can't put in my hearing aids." Bakugou said simply, watching as Kirishima nodded and looked back to Elfi, obviously explaining. Bakugou cleaned his ears out to the best of his power before taking his hearing aids out of his pocket and carefully putting them in his ears. Wincing a bit as they were echoing and static when he turned them on. He adjusted them until it calmed down and then walked over to Kirishima and the taller boy.

"You good now?" Kirishima questioned.

"Yeah dumba*s." Bakugou motioned to his ears. "What's up?"

"Amajiki is here to pick us up and take us to the proper car directly. He'll ride with us and stuff so we should be fine this time, will be absolutely sure that we're in the right car this time." Kirishima explained to him.

"I don't even have my uniform, it's still at the school from training earlier today." Bakugou grumbled. He didn't really want to go to this thing. He had to help the idiots study, and he honestly hadn't had an actual break from everything since all of this bullsh*t started.

Ever since he let the morons in and started calling them his friends, he hadn't had a moments rest.

"We can go get it then." The Elf suggested. Bakugou glanced up at him and huffed.

"Fine. I'll meet you at the front of the school. I have to go grab other stuff." Bakugou grumbled as he turned to go back upstairs.

~

Fat Gum was pretty much exactly what he expected him to be.

He'd seen him on the news several times, naturally. With what happened when they were saving that little kid, his face had been shown a lot. Though he particularly remembered that he was quite a bit thinner during that time.

"Fat! It's good to see you again man!" Kirishima exclaimed as him and Elf moved over to the large man, Bakugou trailing slightly behind.

"Kiri! It's good to have you back." The man replied, grinning at both of the boys before looking to Bakugou. "This is Bakugou correct? I saw you-"

"-at the sports festival. I know." Bakugou grumbled as he extended a gloved hand to the man. The pro nodded and shook his hand with a chuckle.

"So, have you learned anything about the villains?" Elf questioned, voice so quiet Bakugou could barely hear him. He turned up his hearing aids ever so slightly.

"Oh! Yes. We now have all of them in custody it seems, but not for long. We haven't found a large enough crime that will cause them to have to stay in prison for a long period of time." Fat admitted, moving over to a desk to grab a file, handing each of the three of them one.

"So far from what we know, there's ten of them, they act like family but only a few of them are actually blood related. The oldest in the group is Nora Kentor at the age of thirty-three. Her quirk is; illusions. She can alter the way the brain sees things. So she can't make something that everyone can see, she has to alter specific peoples brains at a time, so only they can see the illusions, that also seems to be the fault of her quirk." Fat explained, pointing out the image of the woman that had been driving the car that day.

Bakugou hissed and instinctively stepped towards Kirishima, glancing at the scar on the boy's back from that day, since he was in his hero uniform and wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Then there's her kids." Elf began. "She is the mother of three children within the group, a fourteen year old, a nine year old, and a six year old. We don't know any of their names yet because we haven't been able to get it from them ,the mother, or anyone else in the group." He said.

Kirishima frowned a bit upon the person on the next page. "Backlash... " He mumbled, both boys had tensed and frowned just at the sight of him.

"Yes, Backlash and Silver thread, the married couple and apparent leaders of the group. Both of them are twenty-eight years old. Haro Telken and Cajime Telken. Cajime is Backlash, his quirk is just as the name states, he takes whatever he is hit with and sends it back ten times stronger. Haro, or Silver Thread, had an explosive-like substance that acts as a dynamite stick of sorts. We're still trying to figure out exactly how his quirk works-"

Fat was cut off when Kirishima shut his file. "Those two are the reason Bakugou can't hear. They're the reason we both nearly died." Kirishima said quietly, putting the file back on the desk.

"Where are they? What jail? Are they here?" Bakugou asked, also placing his file down, knowing that he would burn it to shreds if he held it any longer.

"That was what I was concerned about with the two of you learning all of this. I wanted to give you the chance to learn about them, and try to help me find a way to keep them in prison. You won't be allowed to see them, or talk to them if this is the state of mind you're going to go in there with," Fat Gum tried to explain.

Bakugou fumed, small popping sounds coming from his hands. He took a moment and forced them to stop, he was already on the edge of having another headache.

"I know. I want to know about them, I want to help. But... " Kirishima paused and looked at Bakugou before looking back at Fat. "Can we just do rounds and then come back to it?" He sighed.

"We can..." Fat said softly.

~

(Kirishima)

They had split up into groups of two as usual, Bakugou and himself, and then Amajiki and Fat had gone another way.

Naturally Bakugou and himself had been given the way they were more certain was safe and wouldn't have any troubles. So they simply walked along the sidewalk, glancing down alleyways and watching to see if there was anything shady around. The simple things and the pretty boring side of hero work.

"Yo Bakubro?" Kirishima asked after checking down another alleyway and continuing along the sidewalk.

"Mm?" Bakugou grunted, boredly looking for literally anything to blow up at this point.

"When you first woke up- at the hospital... what happened, like, what were you thinking?" Kirishima asked. Bakugou stopped walking for a moment, staring at the redhead at the question. "You don't have to answer." Kirishima said quickly to try and fix it.

The blonde grunted and continued walking. "At first I thought I was dead. It felt like I was in hell." He started calmly. He paused as he saw someone yelling on the other side of the street, but it was a simple argument, no villain. "That f*cking handsy guy- his quirk was soreness? He was really touchy that day in the arcade. So when I woke up, my entire body was screaming in pain. I thought my blood was on fire. It was like all of my muscles had been torn to shreds so every move I made felt like it would rip the skin from my body." He continued dully.

Kirishima stared at him. He remembered the boy writing on the bed at the hospital as though he was a snake, every movement that he had made had made the pain worsen? Yet he had still moved like that? Why?

"I couldn't hear, and I couldn't see at all really. All I could see was that bright light that had above my bed. So I thought I was in a villain's lair. I thought they took you and me, and everyone else even." He continued. Kirishima's breath caught in his throat. He thought he had been in a villain's grasp the entire time? He stopped walking and looked at him.

"I guess those people that came in all the time were doctors, but I was almost entirely certain that they were villains, so I broke out a few times and tried to kill them. They always had something that put me back down again. So eventually I gave up. I stopped moving, I stopped shouting. I figured that they clearly wanted me alive for some reason. My vision got a little better, but my hearing never did obviously. And then there was you." Bakugou turned around and shrugged at him, standing a little bit in front of him, to a point where people were walking by between them. "You went in there one day, and I couldn't recognize you, so I remember freaking out. And then you touched me, and used your quirk. That was the first time I realized I wasn't with villains, that's when I realized I was safe, and that everything was ok. And then you gave me these." He tapped the glasses he wore over his hero mask. "And that was it. You should know the rest from there- what the f*ck are you-" He was cut off as Kirishima hugged him tightly.

"I'm so sorry." Kirishima hummed in his ear.

"G*d Kiri watch the cogs..." Bakugou grumbled at Kirishima's shoulderpads. He pulled away.

"Sorry." The redhead apologized once more, smiling weakly and wiping tears from his eyes.

"Stop f*cking crying. It was a long time ago now. Just finish these rounds and let's go." Bakugou growled as he turned around again and continued walking. Kirishima wiped his eyes and moved to catch up to him.

~ 

(Bakugou)

After finishing the rounds, they returned to the agency and spoke to Fat about the villains more, this time the two boys managed to stay calm while hearing about them.

"While we really don't want to let you two talk to them, or put you through that, they aren't talking to us, and we feel as though the only way to possibly figure out what they want would be to send you two in there." Fat told them.

Bakugou hissed, clenching his hands into fists. He didn't say a word, knowing that they wouldn't let him in if he got upset. But he finally had a chance to blow their brains in and figure out why they were targeting them.

"Is it ok if we let you in the room?" Elf asked. Bakugou remained silent, knowing that if he spoke he would say something about killing them.

"Yeah. I think we can handle it, are we going to go in one by one? Or..." Kirishima questioned.

"You can go in together if it's easier. We can also wait until another day if you want to give the others that were in the arcade attack a chance to see them-"

"-we can handle it. Let us in." Bakugou snapped, interrupting the pro hero. The two older men looked at them and then nodded, bringing them towards the room where the villains were.

"For now it's just one, she's the one who seems to be willing to risk everything and spill out all the information. Everyone else has not uttered a word about any of it." Elf explained to them as he glanced at the door. Kirishima nodded and Bakugou simply stared at the door waiting for it to open.

His head was pounding, though it wasn't a headache this time. In the back of his mind he could see the massive scar across Kirishima's back, he could feel the burning pain of his ears that first day at the arcade, the screaming he did back at the hospital after waking up. He remembered thinking Kirishima was going to die, and thinking that he himself was trapped in a villain's lair for so long. He remembered Kirishima throwing himself on top of him when he was about to explode, and the burns that covered his body afterwards.

He wanted to destroy them. He wanted to kill every last one of them and show them just how much stronger he was than them. He wanted them to know that they would never hurt anyone else ever again. Especially him and his idiots. 

The very second that door opened he stepped in and looked at the woman sitting in the chair, handcuffed to the table with tears in her eyes.

The driver. The one that had made all those illusions. Fat had said her name was Kentor? Nora? Nora Kentor.

Kirishima followed him in, the door clicking shut as Elf and Fat left them alone with her.

"You!" The woman exclaimed as she stood, hands still firmly on the table due to being handcuffed to it.

She appeared to be in her thirties. She had a buzz cut along the sides and back of her head but on top it was some stupid floof. Her outfit was trashy, as expected from most villains.

"We just want to ask a few questions." Kirishima began, he sounded by far more professional than anyone else, though it was strained to be so. Bakugou could tell. The two boys stood at the far wall, staying about as far away from her as they could, Kirishima had a tight grip on the blonde's arm, trying to be sure he didn't move to attack.

Both of them were tense. Only realizing when they stepped into the room that they would rather be anywhere else but there.

"Please you have to get me out of here. I need to see my kids." The woman pleaded, leaning over the table towards them.

"We can't let you do that-"

"-You can! Please! If you tell them that we never meant to harm anyone-"

"-Never meant to harm anyone!?" Bakugou interrupted her, snapping out of Kirishima's grasp and moving over to the table. "You never f*cking meant to hurt anyone!?" He continued.

"No! We were just trying to-"

"-does it look like I care what you were trying to do!? Your little group took everything from me!" Bakugou snapped, ignoring Kirishima as the boy took his arm again, trying to get him to calm down. "You took my hearing, and you took most of my sight! You weren't trying to hurt anyone!? You brought down a building on top of him and myself! You nearly cost one of my friend's their quirk! What were you trying to do that was so important that it was ok for you to nearly kill a whole bunch of highschool kids!?" He practically screamed at her, watching as she sat back down, tears streaming down her face. She was by far older than them, yet she was still acting like a gentle woman who couldn't even be compared to a villain.

"My kids... the people who ran that arcade... they were villains.. They had my kids..." She whispered. "We were there to get my kids back..."

The two boys looked at her, entirely confused. Was she even a villain? Was the group even a villain one? They had to be- the way they acted that day, they seemed so much like a group of baddies.

"But you all still took out a whole wall and in the end brought the whole building down...?" Kirishima questioned, approaching the table to stand next to him.

"We didn't care who we needed to take out on the way. I wasn't there that day. My team wouldn't let me go with them, they were worried that I would risk everything to get them back, but it seems like they ended up doing the same thing anyway..." She explained. Bakugou grunted.

"That still doesn't make up for what you all did. Why would you take us again afterwards?" Kirishima asked her. She wiped her eyes and looked back at him.

"That day at the arcade, Cajime, or Backlash to you all, and my kids. They were arrested. We needed to get them back."

"And you couldn't have gone to the f*cking police!?" Bakugou scowled.

"What were we supposed to tell them; 'we didn't mean to put a whole bunch of innocent children in the hospital or destroy a building, we just wanted to save ourselves'. They would not only arrest us, they would probably keep us in there longer. I'm sorry about your hearing and your sight but family comes first. You two must know that..." She tried.

The two boys glanced at each other, Bakugou took a step back from the table.

"We know..." Kirishima said quietly. "So you wanted to see if we would tell them what you guys had done and why you were doing it, so you could be reunited with your kids..." The redhead summed it up. The woman nodded.

"I don't want them to grow up in prison. They did nothing wrong. They barely know how to control their quirks. They're just kids that were scared.. In their eyes you guys are the villains that are trying to stop them from going home. Even if all the rest of us stay in jail, please just get them out." She begged.

Bakugou narrowed his eyes on her. "We'll talk about it." He muttered, grabbing Kirishima's arm and pulling him out of the room. "She's lying." He said the very moment the door shut.

"She is? It didn't seem like it-" Kirishima huffed.

"Not about the kids thing, they are her kids and I'm pretty sure at the arcade they were just trying to f*cking get them out. But she wants us to let the kids go so they can get everyone else out. We need to figure out their quirks before we even consider letting them out. Because if they f*cking let the rest out then I'm going to f*cking kill every last one of them." Bakugou growled, hands popping. His entire head hurt now. All the yelling he did, his hearing aids were throwing a fit, loud noises were not pleasant and everything was echoing. But he showed no signs of that.

"Alright. We'll tell Fat Gum and Amajiki then." Kirishima said. So that's what they did, the two boys went and filled the pro in on everything and then were sent home for the day, having been on an emotional roller coaster. He had asked them to come back two days later to meet with the kids and talk to them about their quirks and to question about their side of the story to see if everything lined up.

Until then they were just supposed to wait, and not utter a single word of it to anyone else in their class. Only the teachers were allowed to discuss it with them.