Chapter 8- You maybe right

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Two strangers stuck in a cave together who just told pretty much there life story... more like death story but still. The truth behind the stranger thing was the fact they had worked together for a while now and sort of had an opinion on them. That opinion was pretty much demolished today. So they just sat in the awkward silence neither going to sleep and neither trusting the other that much. Which personally I find weird. To be honest is was probably the fact that they were both training to be pro and were just villains.

"So..." Oboro tried to a conversation with, "umm..."

"Alright just sit unintelligent while trying to find a way to start a conversation."

"Hey! So how are you..."

Dabi gave him that are you actually asking that question expression before answer, " I'm trapped in the woods with a stranger and not allowed to escape in rear for my life. I like a fifteen year old despite being 24 with a 31 year old who looks a 17 year old which may a remind doesn't make sense. Even in the world of quirks... so yes fan fucking tastic."

"Uncalled for... what do you mean? She had a quirk that reverse our ages."

"I meant the maths dipshit- you went down 14 years of age and I went down 9. Now do the look like the same number. How come we had unequivalent ages."

"Dabbbz Dabz Dabbz your thinking to hard."

"Let's just go back to Shiggy."

"What are you mental?!"

"Says the idiot. Where do you think we should go?!"

"To UA!"

"To what finish our hero training... that's such bull."

"Oh come on we can become proper heroes. We have the characteristics to be a hero so why not?!"

"Your an idiot they don't care about your character as a person they care about you quirk that's all. Have you ever thought how come the UA exam doesn't test your characters I mean to see you won't just switch to villain cause for all you know the boy could turn into a villain and use all the training for bad. No it's all about the power of quirk there is no mental aspect."

"..."

"You know I'm right." The boy turned away he whispered something next that Oboro could barely hear, "it's not like I don't wanna be a hero... the systems so wrong."

"Looking like this and going to Shigaraki is a death trap for me... I'll definitely be locked in my own mind again."

I didn't think about that...

"Whelp we go separate way simple."

"What!"

"What's so wrong about that?" Dabi deadpanned

Why am I so against it thought Oboro.

He sighed. They began sitting in the uncomfortable silence again.

"Hey uh Dabi be a hero."

"Uh- what have you not been listening... Im going back to the league end of discussion."

The blue haired boy pouted and turned away. Dabi didn't deserve to be a villain sure he had murdered a lot of people- you know I heard myself saying that maybe he does. He does have a fair point though.

They both sat there until Oboro walked over and hugged Dabi. The boys eyes had widened and stared at him. He whipped round and looked at Oboro. He actually smiled back and hugged him.

I KNEW HE WAS A SOFTIE! Oboro decided to yell this in his head because he may have got burned alive if he didn't.

His felt a cold sorta feeling in his back but ignored it. He only noticed when Dabi pulled away that head been crying. He lay on the blue boys lap and closed is eye then blew a bit of air into his face before slowly getting back up. The blue haired boy felt the back of his Tux and ice? No no it can't be. He looked to the red haired kid and let out a sigh. Whi rubbed his eyes and was staring at him.

"Touya you said it yourself you don't wanna kill."

"But I don't wanna be a hero."

"Touya no one is forcing you anymore there aren't just two lanes."

The boy thought about it for a second than us eyes widened- how come my brain only thought of two ways I mean how come this idiot realise this before me. He maybe right but I'm sure as hell won't ever tell him that. He was met by the intense gaze of Oboro who was rubbing his back?

"Hey Oboro." He said quietly, " Why do you want me to hang around you so much."

"I have no idea."

That checks out.

"I know it sounds weird but I feel a connection."

"That's sounds sexual." He looked away.

"Ewwww not like that I meant a sorta family bond."

Touya genuinely laughed. "Whelp that doesn't make shit all sense but none of it does. Look Oboro I don't honestly know you. You told me a story that seems similar to mine and that just feels to wrong. This feels planned. Like some fan fiction author just wrote this."

Hey the fourth wall!!!

"You have a point but on the off chance it's not come on it seems faited."

"Or not."

"Why are you such a pessimist?"

"First I'm a realist; second you such an optimist."

"I thought we were getting along... we had a bonding moment I cradled you in my arms." ...Klance vibes... I couldn't help it.

"I won't go that far and u hardly remember it."

"It was two minutes ago."

"And?"

"I don't like you."

"K."

"That's response."

"Yep."

"I don't wanna talk to you."

"I'm fine with that."

"NO NO NO your doing this wrong..."

"How?"

"Because.... well... you just are okay."

"Whatever."

"Don't you want I hug?"

"You know I've never tried how a cooked human tasted?"

"Hmm isn't that cannibalism."

"I'm shocked you even know what that words means."

"Wait a second did you mean it me."

"No the fucking invisible girl behind you!?" Touya said sarcastically

"Really."

"No."

The boy walked next to Touya you maybe right about heroes but some of them do have the best intention and that is what is worth fighting for."

The light seeped through the green vines. 24 hours was up well more than 24 hours. The sun was high in the sky and Dabi had gone 24 hours with no sleep cause he didn't wanna trust a pro hero. The red head got up.

"This was weird but I've got to go..."

Black....

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I have no idea what I'm going to do next.

Any ideas?

Hope you enjoyed anyways

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