There was heavy breathing heard from the— well, who knows really. It was in the middle of no where, a lake with a bench. It was from the pre-quirk era, a park but it was abandoned since quirks started popping up. (Y/n) knew no one went there, most people stayed out of abandoned areas from the pre-quirk era. She thought so at least—
So why was she here now? Pinning down a cute red eyed villain, wow, he looked good in this angle. Who was she kidding, this guy looked good in every angle— maybe it was mutual but who knows! "Let go of me you damn brat!" Nevermind, he was still sort of annoying— he keeps calling her a brat but the red on his face said otherwise.
"Oh yeah? Why should i do that little villain?" she paused and thought about something "You know, that was kind of a stupid suggestion. Why would i let you go?" she tightened her grip on his wrists further. "Because i know your true identity!" Her eyes widened "No you don't!" she tightened her grip again.
"You're the daughter of the nastiest gangster of all Japan! Who's the real villain? A girl that's the heir of a yakuza group or me?" the blue haired girl got visibly angry "I'm not his daughter! You don't know what happened so you don't get to say anything! For all i know, you're involved with—!" There was rustling that sent them both on alert.
Voices— their instincts went haywire for multiple reasons. The area is supposed to be abandoned, no one should be around here, they were on different sides of society, if someone caught them together— it would mean shit for the both of them. There were flashlights and the duo ducked down immediately.
They took hold of each other unconsciously and rolled to the large bushes. (Y/n) slapped a hand over Shigarakis mouth as he did the same with her but with his pinky lifted. 'His knee is on my stomach..! Couldn't he have chose somewhere else to put it!' His knee put pressure on her stomach— it was uncomfortable because of his bone.
"Hey! I think i heard something over here!" They gripped each other tighter to the point that their skin turned white— the footsteps got closer and they got closer together. "Oh, never mind! It was just a frog." The voices and footsteps faded but the two kept hold of each other just in case. "I think they're gone." she mumbled as the grip on her face had loosened.
"Ugh get off of me!" the powder blue haired man shoved her off and she scowled. "You were the one that was fucking kneeing me in the stomach asshole." she got up and dusted her dress off along with her jacket. "The hell are you doing here anyways?" the blue haired girl questioned and Shigaraki scratched his neck a bit. "Just because i'm a villain doesn't mean i don't have free time hero."
Her eyes drooped "I never said that.." she watched as he sat down on the bench— she followed and did the same. "Can i ask you something Shigaraki?" he glanced at her with a look of distaste "You already did you pest." (Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows, "Why did you become a villain? What's your tragic backstory? Are you like me?"
"I'm nothing like you."
She frowned "You're nothing but a go-lucky hero who wants to save people but in reality you wont. Society did nothing to you, you're living a perfect life— shouldn't you be satisfied? Go bother someone else blue girl, go back to your little adoptive father— he's a hero too. I doubt you'll get far though, you are a (L/n) after all." Okay, she had to admit— that stung but she didn't react how he wanted her to or how she would've.
(Y/n) pursed her lips 'Hes right, i'm a (L/n) but that doesn't mean i wont try.' she turned to him and stretched out her arm. Shigaraki didn't have time to react as locs of his hair twirled around her warm fingers. "We can pretend..?" She trailed off as she leaned closer, he internally struggled to pull away from her.
"Let go," he narrowed his eyes.
"We can pretend—even for just right now—that we don't have any labels. No héroes, no villains, just nothing." the red eyed man furrowed his eyebrows in confusion— what was this crazy girl talking about? And what was her deal? Doesn't she know that he's dangerous— they made eye contact.
"I'm not an idiot Tomura Shigaraki, i don't need to fix something that isn't wrong or broken in the first place— there's nothing normal about this world don't you get it!"
Maybe..maybe he'll do as she wishes for a bit, there would be no harm in that— right? Right? "Fine! Stop touching me idiot!" he smacked her hand off his hair and she leaned back on the bench. "What's your favorite color?" Shigaraki glanced at her again— she had a small and content smile on her face. "I don't have one."
"Really? Maybe red or black, i mean— it's the only thing you wear." she pointed out the black hoodie, pants and red high top shoes. "Just because i'm wearing it? Why are you all dressed up anyways." he stared at the fireflies that were flying around the trees. "I went to a dinner party— there was a little girl. She was nice, and i ate a lot of good food."
"Ew, children? Get away from me." (Y/n) scooted closer to him purposely "You know, children get scared of me sometimes. So it was kind of nice to have one look up to me ya know, other than some others I know." Tomura brought his knees up to his chest "I didn't ask for all of that, and children are disgusting— snot nosed brats."
"Do you call everyone a brat?"
"I do what i want."
"Okay."
"..."
"So, that Kurogiri guy— he's pretty cool."
"Shut up."
"You're no fun!" (Y/n) got up with newfound energy for the night. "You expect a villain to be fun?" the powder blue haired man deadpanned at her as if she was the stupidest person on earth. "Villains can be anything they want Tomura!" she put her hands on her hips "I didn't give you permission to call me by my first name— i'm older than you."
"That much is obvious Tomura, now— let's go." she grabbed his arm and tugged on it until he had eventually given up on struggling against the blue haired girl. "I want to make a deal." she stated as she walked on the narrow bricks of the side of the lake. "Oh yeah? What kind blue girl?" he did the same but more cautiously. "How about..."
"Anytime we see each other, we don't have societal labels. We can be friends! But—! We can't give each other information about our sides to each other. That way we won't get in trouble other than just being friends, what do you say Shigaraki Tomura— wanna be friends and be each other's escapes from reality?" she stuck a hand out to him. 'That was too cheesy but fuck it.'
"I suggest you get..close to her, i'm sure she would be easy to crack."
He took her hand and their fingers intertwined "You're so cheesy, but fine stupid brat." (Y/n) smiled and helped him up the hidden stairs. "I said it on purpose Tomura— i couldn't help it!" she threw the hand that wasn't holding Shigarakis— up. They made it to the top, the view was pretty. He's never seen something like it before, it was kind of...cool.
Tensei Iida— also known as the Turbo Hero: Ingenium. The oldest son of the Iida family, he's faced many villains before but the Hero Killer was his greatest foe— he was defeated. On the ground and in pain, the killer had paralyzed him— moments like these made him think about the little chain on his wrist.
Azul had gone dark some years ago, but he could still vividly remember the times they had together. Of course, he could never find anything about the vigilante but it was always like a game to them. He would chase them around Tokyo and they tried their best to avoid him— he could remember the time a strawberry milk was thrown at him.
It had a small sticky note with a smiley face on it— everything had gone dark. The next time he woke up, he was talking to his younger brother, it went dark again. This time his eyesight was more sharpened than the last, he senses came flooding in and the blue chain still weighted on his wrist. It was tempting, but who knows if they would come— the oxygen mask smelled like medicine and he felt drugged.
Well, that was because he was, Tensei was on multiple medications— maybe that's why he wasn't thinking straight and his right arm lifted slightly. Once, twice and a third time— but he convinced himself that the vigilante wouldn't come nor would they answer somehow. But it was fun to dream he guesses, it went dark again.
There taps, it was enough to wake (Y/n) out of her sleep— after the little encounter she had with the leader of the league of villains they had come to an agreement. So, after that she had gone back to her cozy apartment. It was 2:47 am, so who the he- him. She jumped up and almost tripped on her feet as she pulled out a large black box from her closet.
No, never mind— maybe the whole costume would be a bit too much. Instead, the black metal mask— then a black hoodie and black jeans. If she was going to go out like her former identity then she could've reveal her own— in a flash her black combat shoes were on and she was already walking out of the front door.
It had been announced to the public that the number sixteenth hero on the heroes build board charts had been struck down. Just like many other heroes, they had fallen into the hands of the so called hero killer. The blue haired girl was disappointed, her and Stendhal were acquainted but after his encounter with one of the Naruhata vigilantes—
Knuckleduster was it? He changed his beliefs and fled. After that, her ex-mentor wasn't seen again— not really a mentor but he had taught the girl multiple things. Another reason why she has so much self control— (Y/n) (L/n) has bloodlust thats strong enough to made multiple people faint at the sheer pressure and suffocating feeling of it. That's why villains would fear her most of the time.
Other than that, Igenium was left crippled by the hero killer— Tensei was hurt. The blue haired girl felt guilty but it was confusing at the same time, the hero killer targets false heroes but Tensei is anything but that. The latter woke up again, this time the lights were off in the hospital room but it still reeked of hand sanitizer and rubbing alcohol.
The former hero could feel his body slowly recuperating, there was a sudden breeze that picked up suddenly— his eyes shifted to the large glass window that showed the city. There was a shadow, Tensei squinted and his eyes widened. Glowing electric blue eyes "Azul..you're here." he watched as they walked closer— his heart monitor sped up a tad.
The man tried to sit up but was stopped by a hand on his forehead pushing him back down. He looked at them again— their eyes flickered, they wore the same black mask as before. "Why?" His eyes widened again and his heart accelerated— they talked to him. Their voice was accented, for a second— if he didn't replay it in his mind he would've thought that it was a guy but there was a certain tone to it.
Azul was a woman, or girl— who knew honestly. "Why didn't you call me for help? I could've helped you." she talked again. "You've been..gone for more than a year. I didn't kno-"
"I could've saved you..! I gave you the chain for a reason." her eyes flickered and watered at the same time. Tensei felt tears prick his eyes too "I'm sorry." the oxygen mask was annoying him— his hand raised and he ripped it off. "Idiot, what are you do—!" she was pulled onto the hospital bed by an embrace. "I'm so happy to see you again." her face flushed under the mask "Stop saying such sappy things!"
"It was only two years old man..." (Y/n) let him hug her as she tried not to put too much pressure on his injuries. "I—I left my hero name to Tenya." the blue haired man stated suddenly. "What?" she breathed out in confusion. "I can't feel my legs, i can't be a hero anymore— so i-" It got warmer as she hugged back "You did great Tensei, you did great."
"Thank you Azul."
"Call me (Y/n)." she leaned off the bed and pulled her hood down and took her mask off. Tensei still being high on the medicine, well, he wasn't exactly thinking the straightest. Somehow he was able to sit up— but at the cost of that— the blanket that covered the lower part of his..body, slipped down. (Y/n) almost screamed as she turned around quickly.
'Oh my god i saw it, i saw it.' she covered her mouth in shock— but turned around again with tightly shut eyes and felt around. Thankfully, she grabbed hold of the blanket and covered his body again— she opened her eyes. The man was staring at her with the most awe filled eyes, she shuffled awkwardly "You should be laying down— you're still injured."
He let her push him down "I have to go, i'll visit you soon okay?" the blue haired girl put her hood back on and was about to turn around "Wait...can you stay?" he stared at the ceiling before adding "It's cold." Part of him hoped that he wouldn't regret this when he woke up but the chances of that were slim. "Alright then, just until you fall asleep."
Tensei grabbed her hand tightly— the warmth traveled across his body. Before he had fully fallen asleep— there was a warm pair of lips of his forehead. 'I'll visit you again Tensei, but preferably not as Azul.' she let go of his hand and slipped back out of the hospital rooms large glass window. One last glance towards the man on the hospital bed— she jumped out.
The next morning, Tensei woke up cold— but feeling lighter than ever.
Shigaraki: What are those for?
(Y/n): *puts bandaids on his pinkies* You have to place all five fingers on something to disintegrate it— so by covering one—
Shigaraki: *touches something with all five fingers but doesn't disintegrate*
(Y/n): There you go, we can hold hands now. See? *grabs his hand and holds it*
Shigaraki: Let gO OF ME! *blush intensified*
(Y/n): Shut up you like it.
-kiyo (2620 words)