A New Start -Bnha x Naruto

Chapter 4

That moment when you jump through the streets of Musutafa at three o'clock in the morning and then just happen to bump into a gathering of villains who have originally planned a huge attack and you just bust the whole thing. Anyway, it wasn't on Orochimaru's to-do list and actually he just wanted to enjoy the view when he stumbled across a group of not so friendly looking people on the outskirts of town. He had received many strange looks when he suddenly appeared in their midst. But maybe it was just because of the look he had chosen. He definitely looked kind of high on drugs and as if he had just jumped out of the nearest mental ward.

With his wild bubblegum pink hair, his rainbow-colored eyes that changed color like every five seconds, the somewhat short and very tight, totally mismatched clothes, and the imaginary glitter and rainbows that danced around him and made him look unnecessarily bright. He wasn't sure himself what he was doing, he thought it was funny at least, but maybe he was finally losing it now. "Hello my sweeties" he said in an absolutely horrible, high pitched voice as he pushed up his oversized sunglasses and made finger pistols at the crowd. He felt like an idiot himself. But then again, the absolutely shocked looks from the others might have been worth it.

"Who the hell are you?" one of them asked. Orochimaru eyed him critically, lowering his head to look at him from behind his sunglasses. Tall, muscular, shirtless with tons of tattoos and a bald head that reflected the glitter created by genjutsu all too well. "Me?" he playfully flipped his pink curls over his shoulder "I am the obviously remarkable outstandingly cute, handsome, infinite, mighty and righteous Urokodaki" again he flipped his hair (jokes on me) "Or in short: O. Ro. Chi. Ma. Ru" he said, making a different pose or sweeping gesture with each syllable.

"Orochimaru?" asked one of the very intelligent ones.

"Bingo!" the disguised Orochimaru shouted, sending the person a few hearts, which, thanks to the genjutsu, actually appeared and glided through the air until they burst again in front of the person and glitter trickled to the ground in their place. Murmurs went through the ranks and many looked at him suspiciously. "What do you want?" one growled, and Orochimaru turned to face him. "What I want?" he asked innocently, seeming to think for a moment. Suddenly he snapped his fingers in an I-got-it gesture.

"How about-"

Suddenly a murderous wave rolled across the square, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"-You?"

Screams echoed through the dark street and within a night 51 minor criminals disappeared without a trace.

Back at the safe house, Definitely-Not-On-Drugs Orochimaru threw all the baddies into their cells, but not without throwing them all another kiss. When he was done, he stood proudly at the end of the hallway, his arms adorned with colorful bracelets braced on his hips.

"My work here is done," and with a final flip of his hair, he disappeared with a puff of white smoke.

Somewhere else, the real Orochimaru got his clone's memories.

"What the hell?!"

~*~

Orochimaru wasn't quite sure what he wanted, but little brocoli-head Midoriya had been staring at him for ten minutes, and while he was normally someone who just ignored others, he was tempted to turn around and ask what he wanted. He hadn't exchanged a word with the boy in years. Actually, since it was announced that he was Quirksless and then Katsuki had kicked him out of his circle of friends.

The only reason Orochimaru would show any interest in him was because of his status as Quirksless, because he was the only one around him. At least the only one who wasn't going insane in a dark cell waiting to die.