"Kurogiri, now!"

A warp held my palm, cutting it off from reaching Katsuki and Dabi's arms went around me to hold me.

"There was no hesitation in her attack, very impressive," Tomura noted.

"Told you I'd get her and she'd be of use to us," Dabi rolled his eyes.

"She sure has proven her loyalty," Twice talked about by himself, contradicting with his words continuously.

"What those hands do?" I asked, pointing at the several hands over Tomura.

"Kill you."

"Fair enough."

"I'm sure you'd like to see for yourself, I can hold your hand," he offered.

"Is he flirting with me or threatening me?"

"I'd go with the second," Dabi answered, setting me down. "Also, did you have to come here in just a towel?"

"Toga pulled me out before I got dressed," I argued.

"What the fuck has gotten into you?"

Our heads turned to Katsuki who started screaming.

"It makes me sick to my gut seeing you being a chummy cunt with them!"

"Then do something about it," I shot back, stepping towards him while white sparks of electricity cracked in my hands. "Or should I take care of your brat attitude?"

"Easy, let's get you dressed first," Dabi smirked at Katsuki, tugging me to the side. "Then we'll see how well you do with your quirk when it's not being held back."

"What the fuck did you do to her, you bastards!" Katsuki shouted again, his mouth getting covered while I walked out of the bar with Dabi, going back to our room.

"Kurogiri had this prepared for you, here," he handed me an outfit, telling me to get dressed. "But before that, come here," he gestured and I stepped forward.

He ran his nose over the side of my neck, taking in my scent with a smile.

"The scent of your sweat has already morphed perfectly, I think we may be ready to give those classmates of yours a little visit, hm?" He asked, kissing my lips slowly.

"Whatever you say, my king," I hummed, leaning into him before he pulled back and stepped out for me to get changed.

This is your villain costume!

"Hey, Kurogiri," I called out when I walked back into the bar, fully dressed. "If I trip, I'm going to blast your ass," I threatened.

"I can't believe this really worked," Tomura stared at me.

"I told you this part of her quirk is impressive, especially when it's reversed onto her," Dabi boasted, his eyes taking in every inch of me. "You look such a fitting part to our crew," he praised, his hand coming under my jaw to raise my gaze.

"Seems like someone had a busy time in their room," Toga giggled, touching my neck while Dabi smacked her hand away. "You sure do like to leave a lot of marks."

"We've got to greet her classmates, don't we? Thought I should make it clear how the tides have changed," he chuckled, drinking from the glass in his hand and he gestured me towards him with a finger, my feet going to him. "Drink up, you're going to work up a good sweat soon."

"Why is her scent different from when you brought her here?" Tomura turned to stare at me and I flicked the hand over his face, bursting into laughter as I hid behind Dabi.

"Because she's already under my entire control. Her sweat isn't her own natural one, the Kayama she was-" Dabi's eyes went over an enraged Katsuki before smirking proudly. "-is long gone now."

The gold chains over my thigh clinked together with every step I took and I stood next to Dabi.

"I think it's time to test her quirk, now that the strongest parts aren't being held back by her own control."

"Then release Bakugo," Tomura ordered.

"Not what I meant, I meant visiting her classmates."

"Hear me out, brat, I've got an idea."

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Shoto's POV

"Fuck off," I grunted. "We're wasting our time here s-"

"Todoroki, use your senses! I've stayed silent and listened to your outbursts but you need to keep a check over yourself!" Yaoyorozu yelled at me. "We know you want Kayama back more than any of us, but please know that you have to stay patient."

"My apologies," I sighed, sitting down.

"It's not your fault, Todoroki. I know you're worried about her, I'm worried about Kacchan too, but please, let's not fight with each oth-"

"Deku, stay back!"

Our eyes snapped to the shout in the alleyway, freezing in place as Bakugo stood there.

"Kacchan!" Midoriya cried out, stumbling towards him while Bakugo shook his head frantically.

"Kayama, now."

The male that made my blood boil was now standing behind Bakugo and I remembered his name to be Dabi.

"Don't let her get too close to yo-"

Bakugo's shout was cut off when a spur of black flipped over us, Kirishima being slammed to the wall and we spun around to see her standing here in all of her glory.

"Kirishima! What are you doing, Kayama?" Iida screamed, my stare leaving her to see Kirishima passed out on the ground, her form standing over him.

Her hand was snapping with white electricity, the same power she swore she'd never use in her palms and activated. If she kept using it, she'd burn herself, why was-

"It's not her," I realized, remembering the words she had told me before about her quirk.

Was it possible that Dabi somehow knew of her weakness and exploited it? I didn't even know much about her weakness, she explained the other ranges of her quirk to me in more detail. It had something to do with being reversed onto her, the psychological part of her quirk, I had to remember what she said about it. Something to do with her sweat, right?

"It is her, have you gone blind, Todoroki?"

"He's right, you dumbasses! She'll attack you all without a second thought, she's got to be controlled by this fire frea-"

"You really ought to watch that mouth of yours," Dabi's hand went around his throat and I saw Midoriya reach out for him.

"You even dressed her to fit with your foul group!" Iida shouted with anger. "That's no concern, I'm sure she'll hear us out," he stepped towards her and I heard Katsuki try to yell before a hand covered his mouth.

"Go ahead, I'd love to see her hear you out," Dabi chuckled, his eyes over her.

"Wait, I don't think this is a good idea, we don't know much about what's up with he-"

"What a shame, you really should work on your attacking skill, so much for being a class representative," Dabi laughed as he watched her.

Her hand went over Iida's chest and she swung her leg out, causing him to stumble. Her hand let out a bright blue flame, sending Iida flying back against the wall and he groaned, sliding down next to Kirishima and she spun around to turn back to us. She still hadn't said anything, stepping closer to us and I caught sight of her bare skin, the marks over her neck clearly from teeth and I could only imagine what he'd had done to her to get her to fall under the trance.

I didn't even know how to break her out of it. She said she'd smear sweat on someone and snap her fingers, maybe that's what Dabi had to do too? There's no way we could get him to snap his fingers though, we'd have to think of another way. Did he know how to control her quirk? If he did, he probably knew of how all her ranges worked, especially the psychological one.

"She's sweating an insane amount," Midoriya noted. "Didn't Dabi say something about her weakness before he- uh- kissed her?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Kacchan knows how her weakness works, well for the most part," he told me and I caught onto what he was saying. "And since he was with the villains, then that means he might know something else about it too," he pointed out.

"So we get Bakugo first, then we see to how we can get Kayama back," I finished his thoughts and he nodded. "How does he even know?"

"Him and Kayama argue a lot in their room so they also end up knowing a lot about each other," he shrugged.

"Whatever, as long as he's able to help us."

"What should I-I do? I want to help," Yaoyorozu spoke up and I turned to her.

"Can you create some sort of fire proof blanket? If we can toss it over Dabi, we can grab Bakugo in the meanwhile, everything else can be seen to when it happens."

"So that's our plan?" She asked and I blinked.

"What plan?"

"Oh my god, we're dead," Midoriya mumbled.

"Not yet, last I checked, we all have pulses," I corrected him.

"You're lucky Kayama likes you," he blurted out.

"I also like Kayama," I replied, seeing him and Yaoyorozu blink at me. "Don't we all like each other?"

"We aren't going over this, I'm going to get Kacchan."

"Here, I can still create some more things, so I'll save them for later."

I nodded, watching Midoriya lunge towards Dabi, Yaoyorozu backing him up and I stayed steady where I was.

"Wise decision of you," Dabi laughed, jumping back when they attacked. "Means you want little Shoto Todoroki to take care of Kayama by himself. Let's see if he can handle her," he smirked, letting go of Bakugo for Midoriya to embrace him, leaning against the wall.

"We've got him, you get Kayama!" Midoriya shouted and I nodded, taking a long look at her.

I couldn't attack her, so taking the defensive would be a better idea. I had to use only my ice side with her, she must already be overheated from using such high extents of her quirk. If I used my fire, it might end up burning her to the point of not being able to recover.

"Don't let her get too close, you pasta sauce head bastard! She'll take you out with one blow," Bakugo yelled and I glanced at him, seeing her take slow steps towards me.

"Why pasta sauce?" Midoriya mumbled.

"Huh? It's cause of his half white sauce hair and half red sauce hair, like alfredo and marinara!"

I let my ice swirl around me when she stood before me, bringing her leg up to aim a kick and I held my arm up. I pushed her off, stepping back when she shot fire out and my ice blocked it. Her knee slammed into my stomach, knocking the air out of me in a single moment. Her arm hooked over my back and I took the opportunity to freeze her skin slightly, knowing it'd take down her temperature even just by a bit.

"You have to take her down first, you fucking idiot!"

I flipped her over, keeping my arm under her back for it to not slam onto the ground, groaning when my arm took the impact instead. Forcing her hands above her head, I held them in place, the black lace detail over her chest distracting me, the gold over her costume giving off a glint even in the dark alley. Her elbow rammed against the side of my head, pushing herself up and she swung her leg back, pressing it to my chest to shove me into the wall. I coughed, my throat dry and I tried to take in more air.

"Staring at her tits wasn't the plan! This isn't the fucking moment for you to think with your dick, you horny fuck!"

"I'm trying my best, Bakugo, but I still can't hurt her," I snapped at him, wiping my jaw when I saw blood on the back of my hand.

I had coughed up blood?

She really wasn't holding back.