I Royally Decline// Todoroki Shouto x Reader

Chp 8: Oh right... Rory

Rory's POV
Flashback to a couple hours after you left for the garden...

"What do you mean she's not here!" I asked calmly... who am I kidding, I most definitely screamed and shook the nurse back and forth, by the shoulders. I could feel my quirk welling up inside of me, but I knew that now was not the time to relax and terrify everyone with my quirk.

Ahh my quirk, now that's a funny story, I thought to myself, recalling how I found it.
(N/n) had been shut up training all day and I was growing to be concerned. I went to check on her, see if she wanted something to eat, but she looked me in the eyes with the most horrified look a four-year-old could imagine. It was evident she had been crying and I had never seen her in such a state of pain. Mother and Father had always told me not to bother her because she trained best alone, but I had to disobey them this time. I remember wanting to run towards my big sister and hug all of the fear out of her... tell her it would be alright and that I was there for her, but I was frozen in place. The fear in her eyes matched the fear in mine and, before I knew it, I was on the ground with my eyes shut. I opened my eyes to pitch black surroundings, but I wasn't scared. It confused me because, as a toddler, I had always been afraid of the dark. I wandered around the abyss feeling... energized. As I took in the darkness, I noticed screaming. They started to get louder and louder. I quickly turned around to see dark shadows attacking my sister. I sprinted towards my wailing sister, shouting at the shadows and begging them to stop. I collapsed on (N/n), hoping to protect her, but soon as I touched her... I woke up in the infirmary.

I had always had this dark quirk in me, although (N/n) thinks it was all her fault, but her mirage just activated it. I wasn't mad at all, sure at the time I was upset because my parents and eldest sister practically disowned me, but I loved (N/n) so much and knew she didn't mean to. A year had passed of me being locked in my room, not seeing anybody... not even (N/n). I would listen through the cracks of my door to the gossiping servants. That's how I found out about the intense training (N/n) had been suffering through, since the incident. Knowing this information, I couldn't bare to be a bystander any longer. I snuck out of my prison-of-a-room that night and made my way to (N/n)'s room.

I could here light sobs, evidently muffled by a blanket. The door was locked, but she knew by the darkness that was sleeping through the cracks that it was me. I heard the door click open, revealing the tear-stained face of my eight-year-old sister. I had been training myself to hold my quirk in, in hopes of seeing my family again, but never could fully reign it in... that was, up until that moment. I squeezed my sister tightly in a hug, promising her that it would get better soon. I didn't even realize the huge accomplishment I had made. That night, I sat with her and told her about everything I experienced during the incident. Of course, she never stopped apologizing and declaring that it was her fault.

Huh, I guess my description of a "funny story" is kind of... off, I laughed to myself, still shaking the nurse. I'm pretty sure she thought I was insane. First I screamed at her and started shaking her, than I continued to shake her for a solid 30 seconds, while recalling how my quirk appeared, and then I started laughing and smiling like a maniac. Noticing this, I stopped shaking the poor woman and demanded to know where (Y/n) was.

"U-u-uh, s-she's in the garden with the P-Prince, S-S-Sir," the nurse quivered. I sighed, now was not the time to interrupt. I wasn't really sure how to feel about this. Part of me screamed "Rory! What are you still doing here?! That boy is up to no good and you need to go rescue your sister at once!" While another part of me calmly stated, "Dude, it's already planned for them to get married in less than a year, it's probably good that they're hanging out." As much as I wanted to listen to the screaming voice, I walked back to my quarters and collapsed on my bed. That girl... she is not getting out of this easily. Leaving a note and not even telling me?! Who does she think she is?!

End of flashback

I inserted my freshly sharpened sword into it's sheath and exited my room. My mind bubbled with irritation and my eyebrow twitched, due to the fact that (N/n) thought she could just disappear and think I would be totally cool with her not telling me.

I approached her room and quickly knocked on the door.

Your POV

After Uraraka left, I decided to take a nap. I was just about to drift off into slumber when...

Knock knock knock knock

I was shook back into reality by the most aggressive knocking I had ever heard. This could be only two people... Shouto or... oh no I totally forgot! I remembered that I never explained why I left the infirmary to Rory. I am dead!

"(N/n), are you there?" Rory asked with a soothing voice that was clearly just an act. I knew I was dead meat and only had one option. I had to round up some courage and face the consequences... of jumping out my window.

"(Y/N) (middle name) (L/N)! Open up this instant!" He shouted as I opened the window. In my defense, he didn't clarify what he wanted me to open. I stood at the window, thinking for a split second that I was overreacting, but remembered how Rory reacted when I told him about Mineta. Yeah, this is my only choice. I have a better chance of surviving this fall than I do of facing Rory, I thought, noticing how high up I really was.

"(Y/N)! I can hear you shuffling around in there! Why won't you answer me?! That's it I'm coming in. Five... Four..." I shook, becoming aware that time was almost up. I decided to except my fate and if this was my end, so be it. I hurled myself from the window, really wishing I was Shouto and could make an ice slide, but oh well. I closed my eyes, finding it more calming than worrying about when I would make an impact with the ground.

"One!" I heard Rory scream, as he somehow broke the lock in the door. I chuckled, opening my eyes, to Rory staring out my window. He should have seen his face! Priceless! "(N/n)! What the heck are you thinking?!" He shouted. I stuck out my tongue and mentally prepared myself for the bone-crushing impact. Gosh this was actually kind of stupid, I thought.

Although I was actually falling really fast, it felt like an eternity to me. Finally, I could feel the fabric of my peasant dress begin to touch the ground-

"Gotcha! WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL MIGHT WERE YOU THINKING?!"