Todoroki paced the alley where she had allegedly disappeared. He tapped his chin, looking around.

"She couldn't have just disappeared." He mused.

"No shit!" Bakugo exclaimed, walking in the alley himself.

"What are you doing here?" Shoto asks, turning to face the hero.

"What do you think? I'm visiting the crime scene. She didn't just vanish, and we all know it." He explains, unclipping his gauntlets. He shoved them to the right wall of the alley, where both men heard them knock onto something small, something that wasn't concrete.

"You shouldn't be here," Shoto said, racing to where the gauntlets had fallen.

"Neither should you, Icy-Hot." Bakugo retorted, already at the gauntlets.

Shoto picked one of them up, "Old nicknames huh? That's low, even for you. The hell?" He said in surprise, picking up a small ring.

It was gold and had a rather large blue gem on the surface. The band was etched with swirling designs, and symbols the hero's recognized as Thieves Writing. Thieves Writing is used by many young villains learning their way in the streets.

Shoto flipped the ring over, inspecting it carefully.

"Bakugo, could you maybe not breathe down my neck like that?" Shoto says, his eyes not leaving the ring.

"Shut up and deal with it! Wait do that again." Bakugo's voice grew quiet at the last statement, as Shoto shifted the ring in the light like he had moments before.

"Do you see that?" Shoto asked.

"Not that bastard again." Bakugo snarled in disgust.

On the inside of the ring, under the gem, was another engraving. But it was no symbol. It was the initials LoV.

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"Would you like anything?" Tomura asked me. We had changed rooms, now in one that was well decorated and clean. He had taken everything from me back in the first room. My bag, my gun, my phone. I was sitting in a leather couch in the center, fiddling with my cufflinks.

I stared at the inscription on them, lost in the sliver letters. The initials H.D. were written in them, the H on the left, D on the right. They stood for Head Detective, a gift from Chiharu and Daichi after I was promoted. The best gift I was ever given.

"Darling?" Tomura prodded. "Are you alright?" I looked up, vision blurry with tears.

"Of course. Can we just, um..." I paused, sniffing, "can we just talk?" He eagerly sat down next to me, too close next to me.

"Anything you want to talk about dear!" He exclaims, taking my hand. Ever since I changed his quirk he's been touching me. Constantly. He grabs my shoulder, he stands to close, he leads me by holding my hand. Constant contact.

"Why did you start um..." I paused, scared to ask my question, "why did you start watching me?"

"Well because we heard of a student at U.A. with a quirk that could be useful to our cause. And I was put on your case. So I watched you, and watched you, and watched some more. And I found myself falling for you." He raised his hand to my face, trying to cup my cheek. I slowly pulled my head away, making Tomura retract his hand but scoot closer. "I love you, (Y/N)."

"I'm sure you do."

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"She's gone?" Mina asked Uraraka. Her bright eyes were red from crying and her hair was messy. She tried to say something, but choked on her words. Jiro places her hand on Uraraka's shoulder.

"The police are saying she was kidnapped." Momo shuddered at Jiro's words, a chill running down her back.

"What can we do to help?" Mina asked, furiously wiping her own tears away. Momo looked up sadly.

"Wait."

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We sat together on the couch, Tomura's arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. I laid in between his legs, careful not to move. He was asleep, gripping me tighter with each snore. His hair flew up whenever he blew on it slightly.

I hear a knock on the door, making Tomura stir.

"Tomura Shigaraki, I know you're in there." Says a deep voice from the outside. I flinch at the loud noise. Shigaraki finally woke up when the voice pounded on the door again.

"Hello?"

"I'm up! God, what do you want Kurogiri? I'm busy!" He pulled us both upright, squeezing me tighter, putting his face beside mine and kissing my cheek. I shivered. His lips were so cold. He smelled like alcohol and crime.

"The boss demands to see you." Tomura straightens up at the mention of "The Boss."

"I have someone with me." He states, almost in a pouting manner and hugs me tightly. He's started to hurt my rib cage. My ribs might be bruised. At this point I can barely think. Tomura terrifies me. Usually I wouldn't be scared of criminals.

Usually they aren't kissing me and bruising my ribs.

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"What can we do Izuku?" Kaminari choked out through his tears. He stared at a picture in his phone. Bakugo stood looking upset in the back, standing next to Kirishima who held up his fists like he was about to use his quirk. Mina and Sero held up peace signs and winking at the camera while (L/N) stood next to Denki, his arm over her shoulders.

She was laughing and you could see the fake fangs she had in. They had taken it when they all went out to The Grove.

"I don't know, Kaminari." Izuku responded. He sat in thought. They were both out to lunch at the same place and decided to sit together when they heard the news about (L/N).

"Is there anything we can do? Go out and look for her? Contact her?" Kaminari pleaded, keeping his eyes on the picture.

"There's no way to contact her. I don't think we should get in the police's way with this." He said solemnly.

"God, I just wish we could at least text her to see if she were alright." Kaminari let out another sob. Izuku started tearing up, thinking about how he wished Kaminari's words were true.

He slowly lifted his head up from his hand.

"Contact her. Contact her. Contact... her... Kaminari, you're a genius!"

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"He demands it. You alone he says." Tomura groans, getting off the couch and leading me to the door. He held my hand the whole way. He opened the door and I saw who I expected. Kurogiri, one of the most wanted criminals in Japan.

"Are Dabi and Toga back?" He asks the mist man. My eyes widen at the names, again more criminals. How many people would I meet here that I've been searching for for years?

"They are." Kurogiri says solemnly.

"Take her to them. She's special so if they hurt her they're dead. Got it? Dead." Kurogiri nods, or at least I think he does. Tomura turned me towards him, kissing my cheek.

"I love you." I hum in response as he walks off down a hallway.

"Follow me." The shape of mist tells me, starting down another hallway, opposite where Shigaraki went. I start to calm down after he finally let me go. I breathe easier and fall into my normal state of mind.

I survey the walls and doors, counting on my memory to save me. If I can find out where the exits are then I can make an escape plan. At least that's what I thought I would do, until I heard a ding in my head and a voice. My voice.

"You've got mail."

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"Look at this!" LEM exclaimed, showing Chiharu the ring. She was standing behind her desk, staring at her monitor and thinking about (Y/N) when LEM and Temperature burst through the door of the agency.

"What am I looking at?" She asked, taking the ring from LEM's hand.

"We found it in the alley where (L/N) was taken! We think that a member of the League took her!" Temperature exclaimed, surprising the woman. He never raised his voice during interviews.

She inspected the ring, turning it over and over. Reaching out to the intercom, she picked up the receiver.

"Daichi, I think we have a lead."

Me: *writes chapters* *loves chapters* *is excited to post said chapters* *knows it would mess up my upload schedule*

Me:

I want to upload these chapters as soon as I write them, but I don't want to throw of my entire schedule to do so.

Sorry 🥺

In other news, in the chapter after next you will meet my two least favorite characters in this book/series. My reason being: THEY'RE JERKS.

I might leave a hint in the comments if you guys want to try guessing? Let me know. Just know that the hint will be vague as it possibly can be.

(Guess who's stupid? Me! Basically, I went back over my own writing to see something and realized that you'd meet the jerks in the chapter after next. I'm so so so sorry for mixing it up. I apologize!)

Over and out.