S h i g a r a k i :

Shigaraki's wounds were healing nicely thanks to Midnight and Present Mic and yes, maybe he thanked them on multiple occasions, he was a villian not rude. It had been a couple of weeks since the USJ, for a while it was just Kayama and Yamada (they told him to call them that on Fridays) at the bar. They all bonded spectacularly.

But Tomura Shigaraki is a villian, yes. He can't forget that. If sensei found out he was bonding with heros? Theres no telling what he'd do.

Then, last week, Eraserhead was finally healed enough to briefly stop by. Not that Tomura was worried or anything. A couple of words were said (its amazing how venomous that man can be) but in the end Aizawa lightly socked him in the shoulder with his bandaged arm before genuinely grinning at him.

He does not have a nice smile but thats beside the point. The heros left earlier that day due to Aizawa's injuries so the bar was quieter than normal and Shigaraki hated it. In the end he resorted to playing an old recording of Yamada's radio show. Again he definitely doesn't like them. He couldn't like them.

It was a late Friday, Shiggy was colouring on a random placemat he found outside while Kurogiri happily wiped the bar clean of any dust. What was the villian drawing? A beautiful scene with blue skys, vibrant rainbows and All Mights head on a spike!!

The villian held his paper up, proudly puffing out his chest as he admired his artistic talent however that was quickly ruined when the door flung open. Shigaraki jolted in surprise, consequently gripping his drawing with 5 fingers; he watched sadly as it crumpled away.

"Tomura!" Midnight groaned as she skulked over to the villian who grunted in response but begrudgingly hugged her. "Its horrible, Tomura."

"It must be bad if your calling me by my actual name."

The rest of the heros soon appeared afterwards, strolling through the door like they owned the place. Today it seemed as if Eraserhead, Present Mic, Midnight, skeleton  man and Vlad King would be drinking with the villian, the rest were probably busy doing teacher shit.

Shigaraki frowned at the gloomy faces the heros were making, not only did they make him decay his picture; they were now clouding his bar with their bad jubies. Aren't heros supposed to be smiley, like the smiling fuck face, All Might.

"Seriously whats up. Im drowning in your negative vibes."

"My stress levels! Thats whats up."

"Haha very funny, your quite the comedic genius Kayama. Now tell me whats really going on before i decay your phone." The villian glared, flexing his fingers to further drive the point home.

"Stain happened, yo." Present Mic answered with a sad little yo as he pulled back a wooden chair, plopping his sad little self down.

Shigaraki huffed sitting down next to the blonde. "Yeah Stain sucks. Fuck that guy, his noseless self annoys me."

"Language!"

The group all raised their glasses in favor of the 'Fuck Stain Foundation, not like that Kayama' club they all just made up on the spot. Mic and Vlad King revealed what happened to their old school friend and Shigaraki would be lying if he said he didn't feel bad.

Which is why he made a spur of the moment drunk decision to let the retired Ingenium visit the bar when he's recovered. A decision he will almost certainly regret later. Maybe if he's lucky he could get a Nomu with a level 100 healing quirk. He'd have to ask Sensei.

Again Tomura Shigaraki does NOT care for heroes–

Shit, Sensei. When was he supposed to be calling again. He definitely said Saturday right? Saturday as in not tonight, as in not right now. Yes it was definitely Satur–

"Tomura." The chilly voice cut through the newly formed atmosphere like a sharpened knife. The effect was immediate, the heros all tensed up exponentially grips tensing around their glasses. Even Kurogiri stopped cleaning the bar top and froze.

Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit

"S-Sensei. How are youuuu?" The villian cringed the second the words left his mouth, he never asks that! Why would he ask that. Dammit he's so stupid.

A warm laugh escaped the speakers. "I'm doing fine Tomura, i should be able to provide you with the Nomu you wanted. Though i can only do three."

Shigaraki shivered at the dirty look Aizawa was shooting him from the other side of the table, and he didn't even want to know what Yamada was doing. Upon further evaluation, Shigaraki concurred Present Mic was scarier than All For One could ever be.

"Uhm yes! Three is fine, great even. Don't worry about it." The sooner this damn conversation ended the better! The heros seemed to have calmed down now but they still knew to be deathly silent.

To be honest, the skeleton man looked dead anyway. Especially now...

"Oh. I wasn't expecting that." All for One coughed, of course! He still knew Tomura as the bratty man child, Damn. "Well i should be able to visit you soon to give you a debrief on some possible new recruits?"

"Sounds...delightful." The younger choked out, teammates sounded awful to him but again this discussion needed to eNd.

"Are you doing okay Tomura?" Sensei asked with genuine concern before his voice darkened once again. "You aren't with anyone, are you?"

Shit, of course he would know.

"Of course not, only me and Kurogiri just sitting. Playing....chess."

chess

C h e s s

CHESS? WHEN HAS HE EVER PLAYED ChEsS?

Tomura could see Midnight clasping her hand over her mouth in a failing attempt to not burst out laughing. This was the absolute worst scenario.

"Chess? Well then, don't let me keep you. Kurogiri, don't go easy on him." The villian boss laughed.

"Of course sir." Kurogiri responded dutifully.

However this was becoming all too much for Midnight, nothing could prevent the loud undignified snort that erupted from her. "HA." She cackled, it was like a witch had magically entered the bar.

"Tomura what is–"

"Chess night is intense, yep. See you later, love you bye?" The bluenette shouted before spamming the end call button. He was positive he was getting grey hairs but thats another problem for another day.

When he was sure All for One was gone he violently face planted onto the table with a stressed out wail. "I just lied to Sensei. Multiple times."

Aizawa smirked. "To Tomura's rebellious phase." He said gruffly, raising up his glass to which the others immediately complied. Except Tomura, he wasn't having fun on this plain of existence.

"To Tomura's rebellious phase!" They shouted back excitedly with a clink.

Tomura Shigaraki isn't sure why he didn't kill these pesky heroes. Though the smile on his face was undeniable...

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I promise I'm alive? I just started school again so thats not fun and I'm loaded with homework and stress :)

I won't be discontinuing this book, updates will just take longer, sorryy~

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