chapter thirty-five;

━━━━━━ "YOU'RE BOTH BACK!!", TOGA EXCLAIMED, to which everyone in the worn down bar had looked at the couple that had blood splattered in quite a few places.

toga's eyes lit up as she marveled at how wonderful kisa looked with blood smeared across her cheek.

"who's blood is it?? did you guys go on a killing spree without me?!", toga pouted, to which kisa just smiled, patting the girl's head.

"we were re-enacting a scene from this movie that we saw earlier this week", kisa said.

"what movie? and which scene?", magne asked, genuinely intrigued.

"suicide squad, when harley quinn and the joker were at the club", kisa grinned. "though it wasn't an exact replica, the results turned out better than we expected".

"you killed him?", shigaraki asked, suddenly appearing as he had exited from his room for once.

     "tomura!"

     kisa jumped onto the male, her legs wrapped around shigaraki's waist as she unbuckled her heels, kicking them off.

     "welcome back dabi and princess kisa. did you two have fun?", kurogiri asked, as he suddenly warped behind the counter of the bar.

     "sure did", kisa grinned as shigaraki supported the girl's weight by carefully holding onto her thighs, which were quite exposed due to how short the girl's dress was.

dabi sighed. "you know princess, if you ever get bored of him, you can just spend the week with me instead", the scarred male grinned, making shigaraki click his tongue as he promptly carried the girl away, up towards his room.

kisa chuckled as she boldly took father off shigaraki's face, kissing his cheek as she watched the male turn away.

"why so mad tomura?"

     "you reek. kurogiri already warped some of your clothes from whale face's place. go shower", shigaraki demanded as he dropped the girl once the two reached his room.

"my my, I haven't seen you in three weeks and this is how you treat me?", kisa teased.

"I saw you on christmas day", shigaraki stated, to which kisa mumbled touché.

the girl then snatched her clothes and headed towards the bathroom, where she had found by herself since shigaraki didn't bother.

after changing into her hello kitty pjs, kisa sighed as she went downstairs to where kurogiri was still cleaning.

     "how may I help you princess kisa?", kurogiri asked.

     "say, where'd everyone go?", kisa asked, as now the bar was quite empty.

     "I believe miss toga, dabi, spinner, and mr. compress have retired for the night. and twice has gone back to his apartment", kurogiri informed.

     "hm...well in that case you should rest too kurogiri", kisa advised as she waved, walking back upstairs as the misty male bid the second princess goodnight.

as kisa busted into shigaraki's room, the girl had promptly turned on the lights, making shigaraki hiss as he shielded his eyes with the back of his hand.

"what the hell are you doing?!"

"come dry my hair for me", kisa commanded, to which shigaraki just glared at the girl, having to have died in the game after the girl had disrupted him.

"well?"

"no", the blue-haired male bluntly stated as he pressed restart.

     shigaraki heard footsteps coming up from behind him as a pair of soft arms wrapped around his shoulders.

     though the male sat on a chair, kisa had managed to swarm her arms around shigaraki, delicately prancing her newly painted black fingernails across the male's collarbone.

     shigaraki would never admit it, but whatever body wash the girl had used, was quite enticing. he could smell the girl's sweet aroma, teasing him as he tried to focus on his game.

     "tomura~", kisa cooed; her breath hitting shigaraki's cheek as it made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

     the male loudly clicked his tongue as he abruptly stood up, startling kisa a bit. stomping out the room, kisa followed as she giggled at the grumpy shigaraki.

with shigaraki wearing the gloves that kisa had got him a while ago, the male begrudgingly helped dry the girl's hair. though there was so much of it, that shigaraki had quickly gotten even more annoyed.

     "why can't you fucking dry it yourself?!", shigaraki growled, to which kisa just smiled.

     "because I'm lazy".

     the blue-haired male scowled as he finally finished blow drying kisa's hair, harshly brushing through it as it had reached slightly below the girl's thighs.

     "say tomura, what do you have planned this week for me?", kisa asked, yawning as she dearly missed her gigantic hello kitty plush.

"did the other three have something planned? I'm pretty sure you forced them into doing what you wanted", shigaraki scoffed.

kisa immediately turned around and sat on the counter beside the sink. trapping shigaraki with her legs, the girl wrapped her arms around his neck, making him carry her back to his room.

"now now, you make it seem like I forced them into having a honeymoon week with me", kisa chuckled.

     "isn't that exactly what you did?", shigaraki frowned as he dropped kisa onto his bed, only to be pulled down with her.

     shigaraki face smashed into the crook of the girl's neck, getting an even stronger smell of kisa's sweet strawberry scent.

     "w-w-what are you—"

     "tomura, do you really want me to leave?", kisa interrupted.

"I-I never said that! now let me g—"

"so why don't we do what you want this week then?", kisa mumbled, kissing shigaraki's head as she had promptly let him go, causing him to fall onto his side.

the girl then started peppering kisses across shigaraki's forehead, down his cheekbone and across his jawline.

shigaraki stiffened at the overwhelming affection, not knowing how to react.

kisa then looked at shigaraki straight in the eyes, cupping his face so that it forced the male to look up at her.

"so tomura...what is it that you want to do?"

"I...I'm not sure...", shigaraki muttered, not adverting the girl's soft gaze as her eyes had an enthralling trance to it.

     "I have an idea for tomorrow", kisa smiled, to which shigaraki was all ears.

     "let's sleep for now", kisa whispered as she kissed shigaraki's forehead, slipping out of bed to turn off the lights before rejoining the male.

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     "when you said you had an idea I didn't think it'd be this", shigaraki grimaced as he watched the barber shakily hold the pair of scissors. 

     kisa just lightly chuckled as she continued flipping through a magazine.

     "my love, you're not the only one getting a haircut today", the woman smiled as she had decided to cut hers short too and to donate the rest to those who needed it.

"how short would you like it miss?", the barber asked.

"make it neck length", kisa demanded.

"are you sure miss? it'll take years to grow it back", the barber asked, having to have many customers who had gone crying as soon as their hair was chopped off.

"yes I'm sure", kisa confirmed, to which the barber had started out by brushing the girl's long hair first.

it took no longer than 45 minutes for the girl's straight dark locks to become neck length. after a wash and quick dry, kisa was greatly satisfied that her head didn't feel as heavy anymore.

"are you ready to go yet?", shigaraki scowled, to which kisa was surprisingly pleased at the short trim that was given to shigaraki.

the blue-haired male's tousled hair was neatly brushed, to which kisa had combed her fingers through his soft locks.

"how do I look? do you like it?", kisa asked, to which shigaraki just coughed.

"mhm".

kisa smiled as she had partially missed her long hair now that it was truly gone, but what was done was done.

     "quit looking in the mirror, you look fine", shigaraki growled as he pulled kisa towards him, dragging her out the shop after he had paid.

     kisa sighed. "do I really look fine?", the girl asked, to which shigaraki had momentarily stopped in his tracks.

the male bit the bottom of his lip as he gave the girl a side glance, muttering something beneath his breath.

"you always do".