Quirkless Advantage

Chapter seven: Bangages and Books

These chapters are going to be stupid and short. Enjoy reading!
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"You can't be serious," Aizawa says, rolling his eyes... probably. His whole entire body is covered in bandages, including his face. "I told you he wouldn't believe us," I say standing in Aizawa's hospital room. "Tell him something that not many people know about him," Tsukauchi says and I nodd moving my hand to signal him to get out of the room.

"Shirakumo," I say right when he leaves. "He was your and Present Mic's friend when you two were friends. He was killed during a battle with a villian during his hero work studies. He was very kind and reckless. He didn't think before he did things.That's why you are so hard on your classes. You don't want it to happen again. Honestly, he's a lot like Midoriya in some ways," I say and look over at Aizawa.

"Ok," He starts, "That's why you said what you said in Recovery Girl's office." "Yes, I couldn't say anything else about what will happen because I don't want to mess anything else up," I say and he stays quiet for a couple of seconds. "If those villains knew about this then they would try to get to you. You all did the right thing," He says. "I'm sorry for not saying anything else. I wanted to go after you so badly," I say and he jolts up. "I'm glad you didn't. You could have gotten hurt or possibly could have died. If they found out everything about you, they could have done so much worse than that." He then lays back down.

After a couple of days he gets out of the hospital, but he still has to wear the bandages.

I decide to go to a book store after everything is settled down and since I got a job at the same book store, I get a discount. I walk in and go through all the lovely aisles that hold all the lovely stories. "What to read, what to read... What do I feel like reading?" I whisper to myself as I look over the books in the manga aisle.

"How about a book that is about a girl that shuts up and stops skipping down the aisles like a fucking lunatic," A male voice says behind me. "How about you read about a guy who is a douchebag and gets punched in the face," I say, continuing to look for a book. "Goodluck trying to do that sweetheart," the guy says into my ear. My body shivers for a second and I calm myself down, "Don't call me sweetheart, you douchebag." "Oh? What about doll?" He says and I roll my eyes. "Really? Doll? Who are you, the Joker?" I laugh and reach up to pickout one of my favorite manga's.

A hand reaches out and grabs the book faster than me. I turn around fast and there's a tall dark haired man. His face is covered with a mask.

Oh, fuck... I swear I have the worst luck.

I'm talking to a person that is about to be a very known villain, Dabi.

I calm myself down and glare at him. I roll my eyes and turn around to get the same book behind the one he took but he took it away from me again. I quickly walk away from him and out of the bookstore.

"Hey, Doll!" The same voice as earlier yells out, but I continue to walk away. I hear footsteps that get closer and closer until I look to the side of me and see him. "Out of everything, why this book?" He says looking at the back of the book that I wanted. I don't say anything and continue walking. "I'll admit it looks interesting but a little too young for me," He says and I roll my eyes. "Don't you think I'm a little too young for you too, Dabi?"

Ah, shit. I shouldn't have said that.

Suddenly I feel a hand around my wrist and a pull that brings me around a building. I look at him angrily as he pushes me against the wall. "How the fuck do you know my name?" He says ripping his mask off. "I mean, how could I not? Your shitty disguise isn't that great?" I hiss at him and he squeezes my wrists that are on both sides of my head, pinned to the wall. His knee is between my legs to make it hard for me to kick him.

"This is a little too intimate. Don't you think?" I whisper in his ear. He smirks and quickly pins my hands above my head with one hand and grabs my chin with the other, tilting my head up to look straight into his blazing blue eyes. "Wow, aren't we going a little too fast? I mean, I don't mind but still..." I say slightly wincing as he squeezes harder. He glares at me, "You didn't answer the fucking question." "You are a villain so how can I not know your name," I say and he stops squeezing so hard. He finally lets go, "You have a point but still...People don't really know my name."

I glare at him while rubbing my wrists, "Finally, you let go! Fuck, you're such a jackass." Dabi calms down and stares at me. "What?" I finally say after getting tired of him staring at me. He only smirks,"Oh, nothing." "Did you even buy that book? Or did you steal it?" I ask, continuing to glare at him. He pulls out the book from his jacket pocket, "Oh, that? I just borrowed it, that's all." "Seriously? Borrowed it? You fucking stole it!" I yell at him and hit his arm that has the hand holding the book.

He pushes me back against the wall and hovers over me without touching me. "Don't hit me," he says in a dark voice. "Or what? You're going to burn me with that quirk of yours? I think you used it enough on yourself," I say, pulling on the collar of his shirt so his face is a few centimeters away from mine. He smirks, leaning in but as soon as his lips barely hover over mine, he backs away.

"Goodbye Gremlin," Dabi says, waving goodbye, walking down the alleyway between the two buildings. "Seriously?! You went from Sweetheart and Doll to Gremlin!" I yell and he only looks back to smirk at me.

I roll my eyes, "Him and his stupid smirk. I think that's all he knows how to do."

I walk out of the alleyway and down the street. I feel something in my cardigan pocket, so I reach into it to pull out what it is.

It's the fucking book... Great, now I'm a part of a crime thanks to him.

Why do I have a feeling that this won't be the last time I see him?