~~~She's like a dream and a nightmare coming true~~~
Hope was gone.
There was no way out now. Hiro had been strapped to his chair for some time now, and watching that...girl all over (Y/N) like that...it wasn't very pleasant. Tadashi had left the small room, saying something about guarding the doors.
So this is how it ends, huh? Hiro thought. Killed by my own brother. Er, maybe not killed. Just driven insane, the usual stuff.
Hiro shut his eyes tightly, trying to think of an idea.
...Wait a second. There was a small crack next to his chair. The foot of the chair had a surface area of 1.849 cm squared. If he divided by 28462, and applied 482 pounds of force, he could get the crack to expand and yeah that plan was worthless.
He sighed. The people who were supposed to be encouraging him were either knocked out or the enemy. There was simply no way out.
A movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention. A pale, flawless hand was running its way through (h/c) locks and across (s/c) collarbones. Hiro jerked his attention elsewhere.
"Hmm?" He heard a voice speak up. It was that damn woman's. "Oh, this?" She asked, drawing his attention back against his will. (Y/N)'s slumped, unconscious body made his stomach churn. If not for the slight rise and fall of her chest, he might think she was not breathing at all.
"Is widdle Hiwo jealous?" The girl asked in a ridiculous baby voice. Hiro's eyebrows furrowed.
"Oh well. Can't always have everything, can you?" She said evilly, fingertips gliding over (Y/N)'s unmoving lips.
"Don't fucking touch her or I will--"
"Or you'll what?" She said, playful ambiance dropping. "Murder me? Turn me in? Ha! You're not getting out of here. Well, alive at least."
"I promise, you will pay for everything you've done wrong."
"Did you know I killed a woman, Hiro?" Dakota said, emerald eyes flashing. Hiro's jaw nearly dropped.
"Yep, slipped poison right into her tea. The old woman trusted me so much, she didn't even question me asking over and over about her granddaughter," she remarked. "What makes you think we can't just do the same to you?"
"I have friends who care enough to find me."
"Friends?" Dakota laughed. "You're just a kid. What friends?"
"FRED'S ANGELS!" Hiro heard just before a gigantic explosion blew out an entire wall.
That's when everything pretty much went to hell.
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Flashback:
A red headed young girl sat in a small booth in a dimly lit bar. She didn't look older than sixteen, but she had her ways. She scanned the crowd around her absentmindedly. Usually this place helped her think things through, but not this time. Her search wasn't going well, especially since her father's annoying ass kept interfering.
"Hi, you look like you're going through something tough," an unfamiliar, kind voice said. Dakota was so startled, she nearly jumped out of her seat. "Get lost, creep" didn't seem to fit this situation.
"Yeah," she replied, "yeah, I kind of am." The man sat down across from her.
"Why don't I order us some drinks and we can talk it out?" The man offered. Dakota looked at him suspiciously as he called over a waitress.
"Can I get two Diet Cokes, please?" He asked, winking at Dakota.
"H-How did you--"
"Adults usually don't wear their hair in pigtails. I'm Tadashi."
"...Dakota."
WHOA TWO CHAPTERS IN TWO DAYS?!?
WITCHCRAFT!!!1!
I'm trying to get back on schedule ;-; I'm so sorry for the waits between updates, but as this story nears it's close, the more the author procrastinates.
See you next time, Reader-chan!
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She's Killing Me-- Hiro x Reader (Sequel to Just the Girl)
Fanfiction[⚜COMPLETE⚜] Life was going great for Hiro Hamada. He had just recently turned eighteen, his therapy sessions with his inflatable white robot weren't as bad as talking to a human, and Baymax the Healthcare Companion was beginning to become available...
