"You Traitor" Shinbaku Story [Villain Shinso]

Blood and water.

"Drip.
Drip.
Drip."

The leaky faucet sang, water droplets falling down in the bathroom sink. From outside the room, we could hear absolute silence through the house. No crack, no whisper, only the small drops falling down against the expensive porcelain.
Finally the water drops stopped, instead they turned into a burble, water streaming down. Yet, something was wrong, the water kept filling the sink without ever disappearing.

Rough hands covered in silver black rings got a good grip on beautiful blonde hair, forcing the owner of it to be pushed into the water.
It didn't take anything more to wake up Katsuki, who gasped underneath water. He shook his head, believing he could at least release the hand on his hair and escape.
Good thing Hitoshi had tied him down against that wooden chair with the right bondage to stop him from using his quirk. 
It couldn't be helped, the aggressive gargling sounds coming from Katsuki's mouths were so irritating. Enough was enough, he had splashed a large amount of water around him already.

Jerked right back on his seat, the hero coughed yet gasped for any air, closing his eyes in fatigue as he tried to recompose himself.
"Don't enjoy water? How surprising."
The cold voice chuckled near the other male's ear, taunting him purposely as his wet hair were falling down on his forehead and cheeks.
"Now ...Bakugo, we owe each other a little chat. How about you tell me what are you up to in my business?"

The last hours hit the hero right in the face -his quite damaged face-, remembering every bits.

• • •

Pinned to the cold harsh cement wasn't a situation Hitoshi liked very much. Props to him for that surprisingly quick attack, he thought as he looked into those crimson fiery eyes. The Hero's breath was uneven, Hitoshi counted the pace, one and two, and one and two, and...
Before Hitoshi had the time to break his foot for even being on his chest, he had to react quickly. Perhaps it was the adrenaline that made him rememberer Bakugo's Katsuki's quirk.
How could he forget?
This...was familiar. He could feel it deep down.
As he stabbed the other's leg with his illegally "long ass nails" - that's what the other members of his league would refer them as - he suddenly got up when the feet was jerked off him.
Dusting himself, he watched the hero gritting his teeth, most likely from the pain. Hitoshi could feel pieces of skin under his nails, he must have ripped his skin off.

Explosions fired up in Bakugo's hands, making Hitoshi step backwards immediately. Right, explosion and sweat wasn't it? He thought back of the vague souvenirs he had of U.A, he couldn't be mistaken.
Without any more time spent, Hitoshi prepared his bondage and ran towards him. He couldn't wait for him to make the attack, he wasn't that strong in defense.
As he tried to take away Bakugo's hands and wrap his body up like a Christmas gift, explosions scared him off. That was mistake number one, he understood that. A fiery fist hit Hitoshi's cheek, before he could even try to run away.

Another attempt to tie the Hero as he was pulled back, but oh, he was quick.
"Tell me something, who are you again?"
Maybe ignorance would upset Bakugo enough to talk, someone who is climbing the charts and might become one of the best hero nowadays must be cocky.
Hitoshi didn't remember much of Bakugo Katsuki as a young man from U.A, but everyone knew him for his temper. Judging from his face and physical traits, they must have the same age...
Naively, he answered.
"Want to know the name of the man who's gonna take your ass to jail?"
How cute, but stupid.
Sliding on the mask he was hiding in the depths of his black pants, the smirk he had on his face wasn't shown to his opponent. He didn't really need it to use his quirk, but he wanted to put on a little show...

Explosions were starting to appear in Bakugo's hands, ready to jump and attack with a right kick.
"I'd rather know the name of the man I'm going to slaughter." A demonic voice resonated around them.
Taken back by the volume, the hero's first reflex was to protect his ears, only to be dismissed by the brainwashing quirk.
Something hard, and bony hit him, blood splattering everywhere.

• • •

The rest was quite blurry.
Katsuki Bakugo remembered other things...
But they were so foggy, he wasn't defeated so easily, no...
He remembered other voices joining in.

Small stains of blood were fading away because of the water rolling down on his skin.
Which only amused Hitoshi more and more.