My Hero Academia Oneshots

|Indebted| Kai Chisaki x Reader

I've been rewatching My Hero Academia lately and watching through the Raid arc again made me realize...

Guys... I really like Overhaul.

Like yes please, manipulate me daddy-

*hAcK* ahem, anyways. This is the part where I tell you this is just fiction and don't actually date toxic evil villains in real life no matter how sexy they are, okay? Okay? Good, good. Now enjoy.

Contains: Death, some Angst.

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Kai Chisaki slowly meandered back towards the main base of the Shie Hassaikai in the pale moonlight. He wasn't overly excited at the idea of returning to the place that became a mark of the contention between him and the leader of the Shie Hassaikai, his 'Pops.' They may not have really been related, but he was the closest Kai had to a father now, and he hated fighting with him.

But he was really getting sick of getting shot down time and time again. Why couldn't he understand? He just wanted to repay him for taking him in! Was that so wrong? To want to repay someone who meant everything to you?

No, it wasn't wrong. His pops just couldn't understand him. This is the only way he knows how to repay him. The least he could do is be grateful! The least he could do...

'What does it matter what he thinks? He may not understand now... But someday, he will. They all will.' Chisaki reassured himself.

"N-No! Don't touch me!" Chisaki stopped as he suddenly heard a panicked shriek. He looked around for the source of the sound and spotted two figures in a darkened alley to his left.

"Come on, little lady, loosen up a bit!" Chisaki immediately felt disgust bubble inside of him. Of course... some low life thug being filthy in the filthy alleyway with some other probably filthy woman, committing one of the filthiest crimes possible. Seriously, roughing up someone and taking their wallet is petty enough, but sexual assault? Disgusting.

'Filthy' was the only word that came to Chisaki's mind. He needed to get out of there, he could practically feel the hives coming on just being in the presence of such an unsanitary scene. 'I need a bath...'

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands you-" Chisaki stopped, but not because of the slap that ensued silencing the woman's outcry. He turned back to the alley and looked closer.

"Watch your mouth, you bitch! You're really asking for it!" The man shouted, grabbing the woman by the neck. Chisaki observed the way she thrashed at his touch. However, something was off about the way she acted. She didn't seem afraid in the same way most women would be in this situation. She seemed completely and utterly panicked just that he was touching her bare skin, like she wasn't even thinking about the fact that this man was about to violate her. To her, it seemed his touch alone was violation enough. She flailed her hands, both wanting to scratch at his own to get them off her and not wanting to bring her own hands anywhere close to him. Like he was a plague.

"Don't touch me!" She screamed again, this time more manic and anxious. Chisaki felt a tug inside him as he stared at the girl. His eyes widened a bit and he found his own hands lifting involuntarily, slowly plucking off one of his pristine, white gloves. He took a step forward, and...

. . .

You opened your eyes. The man that hand been there was gone. You looked around you, there was blood everywhere except for on you. Your eyes fell onto a new man, one you had never seen before, standing before you. His tall figure was shadowed by the darkness of the alley, but you could make out that he was wearing a button down shirt with a tie and a simple, black face mask.