GRACIOUS// bnha x fem. reader

9

Great. Just perfectly. Fucking. Great.

This day honestly couldn't get worse. First no coffee, then the alarm, then the encounter with the vilain, Mr Aizawa not believing me, a fucking oiseau almost harassing me, then this bitch not listening to me because said bird harassed me instead of her.

What a great. Fucking. Day.

I sighed, rubbing my temple. I got up, grabbing my vest and my bag, ready to head out. I turned to the woman supposed to help me, a sour expression on my face.

"Thank you for your unhelping help, I'm gonna head out before I do something I would regret."

The woman scoffed, clearly done with me. "Now that doesn't sound so heroic."

I fought the urge to give her my middle finger "Have a good night ma'am."

I walked to the front office, signing Kirishima to come. Now walking outside, he seemed worried for me. I eyed him from the side, before sighing.

"The officer was a bitch. She was concentrated on a pro hero named Hawks and refused to awknowledge my problem because he tried to flirt with me." 

Kirishima seemed to lose braincell at this.

"Okay so... Hawks was there? And he tried to flirt with you?? And the officer prioritised that over her job??? What kind of world are you living in????"

I snorted. "A twisted one. Anyway, I'm not gonna take the bus with you tomorrow, I'm gonna go grab more things at home, so don't wait for me."

His braincell still eating themselves, he mind-absentevely agreed.

-Time skip-

I grabbed my water bottle, wiping some sweat from my forehead. It may not look like it, but classical dance was actually hard. I needed to stay flexible, which means stretching everyday, have a good cardio, and other things. The worst was probably the shoes. They were killing my feet, but I think it's worth it.

I've been working on this piece since I got to Japan, and it was almost finished. I tried to give myself three hours per weeks to work on it, but right now I needed to move. Going back to the Kirishima's and lay around seemed wrong and I was too angry to do that.

But I had now calm down, ready to go back.

I gulped some of my water and closed the bottle. I grabbed my coat and my bag, closing the lights and locking the door. The time was getting quite cold outside, my breath was already making steam in the air. I blew hot air and giggled like a kid. 

I started walking to the Kirishima's house. Passing by a fastfood, the smell of food hit me. I stopped in my track. Why not? I was hungry, and the Kirishima's had probably already eaten. It was getting late, after all. I got my wallet out and counted my money.

10?... Meh, I'll pay by card.

Walking in, the smell got stronger, making me almost drool. I sometimes wondered if food was a drug. It sure was addicting.

The casher looked exhausted and bored of life. I made my order and payed. Since there was no one the food was ready quickly. I thanked the casher and got out, my food in a bag.

I quickly ate, throwing my trash away excepted for my drink since it wasn't finished. 

Suddenly, mt phone rang. I picked it out from my pocket and checked the id. It said unknow. Shrugging, I picked it up.

"(Y/n) (L/n) talking, who is this?"

"Hello, we don't know each other yet. My name is Kurogiri, my master asked me to find your informations and call you. He would appreaciate to have a little chat with you."

I stayed silent, confused.

"Uh wait.. yet? Master? That's some kinky shit. Look I don't know how you got my infos but I don't want to have a threesome with y'all, if 'a little chat' means sex. Leave me alo- gah!-"

Without warning, the same purple mist that appeared at U.A swallowed me. 

I landed harshly on my butt. Grunting, I got up and looked at my surrounding. It looked like these old-styled bars, except this one was a bit more country style. Behind the counter was... the same mist that appeared? It was hanging up the phone, making me think it was the same person talking to me. Sitting at one of the chairs was the man I've seen at U.A. 

I got up, on guards and analysing.

If the same person that was on the phone was the mist-man, then I could control him and his quirk to get out of here, in case the hand-man decided to get dangerous again. I knew his quirk was related to his hands and could be destructive, seeing as he tried to attack me with them. 

I got in a fighting stance, fists up. My eyes glowed as I activated my quirk, ready to take control of anyone.

"One sus move and I make any of you rip out your vocal cords and give them to me to use them as shoe lace"

The hand-man chuckled and turned around to face me. He had a drink in his hand, which were wearing gloves.

"I won't do anything, I just want to talk. Seriously. Control me and make me say the truth if you want."

I eyed him up and down, suspicious. His body language didn't give anything threatening, Same went for the mist-man.

I relaxed my posture and advanced, still suspicious. I took a seat next to him and Kurogiri slipped a glass of water my way. He appologised.

"Since I made you drop your drink with my teleportation."

I thanked him, turning to Shigaraki.

"You know that this is a kidnapping, right?"

He nodded, taking a sip of his own drink. "Affirmative. I'm gonna cut to the chase: I want you to join me."

I scoffed "And tell me why I should do that, hand fetish?"

He turned around and propped his elbows on the counter, closing his eyes.

"The society is broken, corrupted. Quirks established a fake sense of hierarchy. Heroes and vilains. In the end, it's only people who made different choices. I- We want to end this bullshit, by destroying the heroes and reveal the truth to the public. The first step is to kill All Might and show that the world can't rely on a fake symbol of peace. That's why the league of vilains was created."

I stayed silent, my gaze down on my glass of water. I smirked, then covered my mouth to not laugh. I sneered.

"Hehe- that's so fucking ironic."

Shigaraki seemed offended "What do you mean brat??"

I looked at him right in the eyes, then smiled.

"We have the same goal"

He furrowed his brows.

"I too think that society is corrupted. Further even, heroes are corrupted. Majority of them do their job for the fame or the money. Met one just today. I too want to fix society. The only difference with you is that I won't use violence. Not that much anyway."

I turned around and copied the man's stance. 

"I want to fix the problem at the source. All Might is human too, he'll die eventually. I want to become a hero so I can fix the problem from the inside. Think about it: if i become strong enough, I'll become popular of course. That's how people think. Only then my voice can be heard. Not only in Japan, but in the world."

I looked at Shigaraki and smiled an appologic smile.

"So sorry, but I'm gonna work solo."

He looked down to the ground and scoffed, a little smile present on his features.

"Well good luck"