Kidnapped Student

Chapter Six: Dabi is Touya Todoroki and Izuku Finds Out

Izuku Midoriya's Point of View:

When Dabi opened the drawer, I blushed like crazy. I had just been in that same drawer just a few seconds ago.

I shook my head and went back to the closet. I walked into the closet. I ventured further into it and saw the many things that were in it. However, something strange happened. When I concentrated on the clothes, I might have just imagined it, but...It was almost like I could see through the walls. I blinked and looked again. Nothing...This is so weird. 

I shook my head, putting it to the back of my mind for now.

I walked over to one of the boxes that were in the corner of the space. I opened it, looked inside, and gasped. There were all kinds of things in it.

There were daggers, throwing knives, a katana, and a few other weapons. There was a pair of black sneakers, with grey laces, as well as a pair of grey socks. There was a black, sleeveless shirt with a hood, and a pair of black stretchy pants with pockets, and a bulletproof vest that was thin enough to fit under it. There was a thin, long-sleeved shirt, with a grey stripe going from the right wrist, across the chest, and to the left wrist. Under the clothes, there was a utility belt, with plenty of space for the weapons. There was also a full-face mask, and black hair dye.

My eyes widened. This was...This was like a costume. But...But why is it here? What is the purpose?

I jumped when I heard the door to the closet slam shut. I turned around slowly, trembling. It was Dabi.

"Kid, you really shouldn't go snooping in things that aren't any of your business," he said, his eyes void of any emotion. "I was hoping you wouldn't see that."

What? What does he mean? I thought. I felt a shiver go down my spine and noticed that Dabi had his shirt off. I fought off a blush, hoping he wouldn't notice. It didn't work.

Dabi smirked. "Like what you see or something?" He inched closer with each step.

I shrunk down in myself, as he inched closer. I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat, wishing he wouldn't come any closer. His blue eyes eying me, like a lion stalking its prey.

I backed away, only to realize that I was up against the wall. I looked up at Dabi (curse my shortness), only to see that he was only about a foot away from me. "I-I'm s-sorry...I-I was j-just curious...."

He leaned closer to me, and I could smell the sent of burning firewood. I was actually quite calming. He bent over, and closed the box I was just in, and stood back up.

"Well then, I guess we'll just have to snuff the curiosity out of you, little bunny. After all, you never know what you might get yourself into."

I blushed at the name. "I-I'm not th-that little."

Dabi smirked, and picked me up, as if I didn't weigh anything. "Well then, we'll just have to show you your place."

He opened the closet door, and carried me back to the bed, where the things that had been in the drawer just minutes ago, were now laying. He threw me on the bed, and put the...toys...back in the drawer where they had been before.

I blushed as he looked at me. There was an emotion in his eyes that I couldn't quite pinpoint. It was almost like pity? Self-resentment? I don't know, but I do know that it isn't something you see everyday in a "villains" eyes.

"Now then, stay laying down. I'll be right back."

With that, Dabi left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Which probably wasn't such a good idea, not when he was just...WAIT! Dabi. Was. Just. Shirtless...