𝕌𝕟𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝❣︎ (REMAKE)Aizawa X Student Reader

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗.6

⇘𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙿𝙾𝚅⇙

The next day.

Aizawa didn't go to class, he got All might to cover for him while he and Yoshiko searched for (y/n). They looked through servailence footage of the surrounding areas of (y/n)'s path home, especially the area she was suspected to be taken. The footage of where the alley's exits were all distorted. They had to look all around the city and in the alleyways but couldn't find any more leads. They went around and asked people in the area where the girl was taken if they seen her. No one seen her. Aizawa was getting frustrated and Yoshiko was just angry in general.

Aizawa felt like it was his fault it happened, his ex student kidnapped his current student. Most likely to get back at him and he knew Katashi wouldn't hold back. The thought only made Aizawa more determined to find (y/n).

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(⚠️BE PREPARED FOR MORE FUCKED UP SHIT‼️)

(Y/n) finally gained her consciousness back and found herself sitting in a chair, her legs strapped to the legs of the chair, her wrists tied to the arm rests. A rope tied around her body to the back of the wooden furniture. Her eyes are covered by a cloth. She groaned and coughed due to her sore throat and neck.

"Yay you're up! I was starting to think I killed you by accident." Katashi laughed and patted her head. She didn't say anything, she was too angry to. "Giving me the silent treatment? That's not very nice (y/n)." She continued to stay silent. Katashi sighed and crouched down by her and placed his hand on her clothed womanhood and circled her bundle of nerves. She gasped and began squirming, "get away from there you dick sneeze!" She hissed defensively and he chuckled.

"There we go, no more silent treatment. But I'll continue doing this to see how you react." Katashi sped up his movements on the clothed sensitive nub making (y/n) growl more and bite back whimpers. "W-why...stop!!" She pleaded but he didn't listen. "Oh come on dear. I know you secretly like it. It feels good doesn't it?" Katashi pressed harder and messaged one of (y/n)'s breasts.

Her breath hitched and she shivered under his touch, hating every second of that torture. Sure it felt kinda good to her but the fact that it was some criminal that hurt Aizawa made her hate it more than like it. "Stop! You fucking pervert!!!" She tried closing her legs and twisting her body away from his hand on her breast.
"Pervert? Nah, I'm just a simple man with a mission. To break you. I can't stop now (y/n)." Katashi kept it up and the girl was beginning to feel more pleasure, not like she wanted to though. It was like this unwanted pleasure was cutting through the thick wall of disgust and protest.

She let out a small uncontrolled moan and immediately growled right after in frustration, "look at you, you're finally giving in eh? Good." Katashi hummed and (y/n) gripped the edges of the arm rests and shut her eyes tightly to distract herself. After a while his movements got more intense, making the girl stifle moans and twitch uncontrollably. It was taking everything out of her to stay grounded and not feel pleasure. It disturbed her deeply.

She was breathing heavily from holding in the unwanted sounds, she felt shameful and grossed out. All she wanted to do was to punch that bastard in the face over and over again. "Someone is getting close~", Katashi sang creepily.

She had no choice but to sit there and endure it. Tears were welling in her eyes and she continued to twitch. Suddenly there was yelling upstairs and Katashi stopped and stood up. "Welp, I have to go check something I'll be back later." He left the room and (y/n) was left alone. She felt anger growing in her and she yelled out in frustration, "MOTHER FUCKER!!".

She heard the door burst open, "excuse me?! Little lady how dare you! You're going to be punished for your bad language." Katashi approached the tied up girl and took out a knife. She couldn't see it but she knew she was going to get hurt. Suddenly she felt her leg get cut with the long sharp metal triangle, "I love knives. They do so much! Slice, dice, penetrate...punish brats that swear." Katashi continued to slice at her legs, (y/n) held back yelps of surprise mixed with pain.

The man finished cutting her legs up and held the knife up to her neck, "oh sweet (y/n), why don't you just relax and stop swearing...you'll make it better for yourself." Katashi pushed the knife against her neck, laughed and removed it—leaving a small cut on her throat. "F-fine...."she said just above a whisper and Katashi patted her head, "good! Play with you later!" He pranced out of the room and left the girl to bleed out of her legs, alone and scared....

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The school day ended and Aizawa was out with Yoshiko still searching for (y/n). Aizawa didn't go to class all day, he was too busy trying to find his beloved student. They searched almost everywhere in the city and just outside of the city. Nothing. So their next plan was to search surrounding cities for the missing girl and ask criminals about Katashi.

Their search lasted until 10pm. Criminals and villains alike got their asses beaten for Information about Katashi. Barely any of them knew about him and those who knew about him didn't even know where he was located.

Yoshiko and Aizawa got angrier by the hour, they blamed themselves for (y/n)'s kidnapping. They decided they would search for longer....

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2:13AM

The door to the dark room burst open and
(y/n)'s chair was pushed back and a cloth was thrown onto her face, followed by ice cold water being poured in her face. She held her breath and violently squirmed in her seat and waited out the shitty greeting. The water stopped and she was tipped back upright, Katashi took the cloth off and threw it aside. "Heyyy miss (y/n), time to play!" He sang and without warning stabbed his knife into her forearm.

She screamed out in agony and tears welled in her eyes, spilling over and soaking the blindfold. The second time being stabbed in the same arm was worse than the first...Katashi pulled out the knife and blood pooled out of the wound, spilled over her arm and onto her bare thigh. She gritted her teeth and struggled to keep in cries and whimpers of pain. "Wow look at that beautiful red. Let me help you." Katashi licked the blood from her thigh and around the wound before putting his mouth on the deep gash and sucking.

(Y/n) flinched and continued to cry silently as Katashi sucked the blood from her arm. He pulled away and blood continued to pool out. "Mmh, very nice blood you have. I can't have you bleeding out on me just yet." Katashi picked up the cloth he threw and wrapped it around the wound and tightened it on it so not much blood can seep out.

(Y/n) took in fast frantic breaths trying to calm down. The man cupped the side of her face and kissed her lips gently. She bit his lip harshly, causing him to pull away and slap her in the face. The power of the slap made her head jerk to the side. "That would've been hot if you didn't do that so hard...you made me bleed." Katashi sucked on his wound and pulled the girls hair back, her head following.

"It's nice when a pretty girl is bleeding. Especially on their face. It makes them look prettier...",Katashi used his knife to cut (y/n)'s cheek open, she could feel the warm fluid run down her face and drip onto her collarbone and chest. She whimpered quietly and Katashi licked the blood off of her face. "That's enough playing for today. It'll be crazy way later on! I love youuu, don't die!" Katashi sang and half joked before he exited the room and left (y/n) to worry all morning for her own safety.

She cried and cried and hoped Aizawa and Yoshiko were looking for her. Her thoughts of Aizawa were the only thing really keeping her sane. Because she loved him so so much. I mean sure there was her mom but it's different what she feels for Aizawa....he was the only person truly keeping her grounded and giving her hope in such a dark time.