Kirishima's eyes look to the floor as his master yells at another man for being behind sheldue. This world is cruel and Kirishima's people are slaves to it. Being born a fire breather ment you were of dragon descent and was used to fule the steam engines or machines that your master owned. Kirishima doesn't remember his family or his own birthday all he's ever known is to breathe fire and do what he's told. Kirishima's chains and mask hurt due to the tightness but Kirishima was used to it by now. His master tugs on his chain they walk down the hall. The area was new to Kirishima and he lifts his head to look at the new surroundings. A blonde boy his age was walking down the hall, he was eating an apple and wore a uniform.
"Hey " he said. Kirishima's master greets him and the boy frowns. "I was greeting him not you old man" said the blonde with a glare. Kirishima stares at the blonde. No one has ever talk to his master in such manner, it was almost manly. "Do you talk?" Asked the blonde. Kirishima shrugs, he can but not well. He was not educated like the boy was. The blonde frowns. "I can teach you sometime" he said taking a bite out of his apple. Kirishima simled under his mask. "No offense young man but this isn't a toy it's fule , no need to get attached" said his master. The boy glares at him. "Idiot he's just as human as we are, so what if he can breathe fire...we are born with gifts sometimes too" Yelled the boy as he grips his apple. "Its rare for us to get abilities and no he is not human like us" said his master tugging Kirishima along. "Don't worry I will get you away from him, just wait for me!" Yelled the boy as Kirishima looks back.
Time has past since that encounter but every day Kirishima prayed that the boy would come set him free. Though it seemed hopeless now that he's turned 18. Kirishima sighed as he thought about that day so many years ago. Kirishima went back to work even though his throat already hurts from breathing too much fire. His master looks on from the window keeping an eye on him. He knew his master hated to enter the furnace room , cause it was for fule. Kirishima looks over as another man walked up to his master with papers. His master smiled and looked over at Kirishima. "Oi breather, get your ass out here. You're being sold today " he said smirking wide.
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Steam {Bakushima/Kiribaku}
FanfictionSteam punk Bakugo is a upcoming genius that might save the world with his gift but he doesn't care about that when he meets a certain fire breather. Kirishima is a slave to the steam punk world until a certain blonde buys his freedom.
