Liability ~ Bakugo X OC

Undercover

"Her fingers are guns?" Yuki echoed Chief Sato and stared at the woman on the screen. Her blonde hair was curled to perfection and her makeup perfectly accented her cat-eyes.

"That's her only known quirk." Chief Sato continued. "Intelligence says she is top priority. Her connections branch to Korea and America."

Yuki gasped. "Like the United States?"

"The U.S. and Canada," Chief Sato nodded.

"How is this verified?" Her partner, Togashi, asked.

Chief Sato shook his head and sighed. "It's not. But it's the best we have. You're our best bet at getting more information on her. There's an underground party in three nights."

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Yuki stood in a gray dress that was way too short for her pleasure. Pearls rested against her throat and she glanced at Togashi, who clicked buttons on the computer. "Ready?"

He nodded. "Get out there, Mika."

Yuki rolled her eyes and wiped away any bouncing nerves in her stomach. She exited the van and strutted down the sidewalk, turned down a new block, and entered a back alley. Yuki was granted access and she entered the hall under the club.

Deep music tinkered in the background and the main lights were set low while flashing lights danced on the stage. Yuki passed many faces—some of the people she had seen on TV. A man whistled at her and she winked. He grinned and her cheeks flushed. 

"Hey there," a burly man said. His hair was gelled back and he wore a nose ring. "Haven't seen you around."

"That's disheartening." Yuki laughed. "The name is Mika. And you are?"

"Botan." He grinned. "Let's get a drink."

Yuki tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and followed him toward the bar sheepishly. All of the eyes that were on her before minded their own business. "That's impressive, Botan. I can't imagine an entire room filled with sativa."

"I'll show you."

Yuki tapped on her glass close to her ear. Long short. Short short short short. "I don't have a reputation for one night stands, Botan."

"There's a first for everything." Botan grinned.

Yuki batted her eyelashes. "I don't think so."

"That's Botan Iwata," Togashi suddenly spoke in Yuki's ear. "He's on Nakazawa's priority list."

Botan shook his head. He rested his hand against his hip and winked at Yuki. "How about we get out of here, Mika?"

A cocky grin fought its way on Yuki's lips. Her nerves were completely calm and triumphant as if she'd received an A on a test without studying for it. "I stand by my claim."

Botan's flirtatious grin turned predatory. Yuki had to fight the gaze from forming on her own face when he shook his head slightly. "You misunderstand me, Mika. There's no choice."

"No choice?" Yuki echoed.

Botan shook his head and slid his coat open slightly. A silver gun rested against his hip bone.

Yuki looked around the room and sighed. The woman was a no show. She set her cup on the bar and rose. "Let's go."

"Yuki, we're not equipped to cover a fire quirk."

They walked together toward the exit. Yuki heard a man whisper, "I feel bad for her. Such a cutie too."

Botan walked close to Yuki. So close, she felt him against her shoulders. They stepped into the cool night and Botan ordered Yuki to turn right. She pressed the side of her watch—an open tracking system.

"Into the car," Botan said. He nodded at a maroon corvette and Yuki silently walked around the other side of the car.

A horn honked and Yuki glanced up. Blonde hair walked across the lot with a chin held high. Yuki's eyes widened as she watched the woman.

"You don't want to mess with her," Botan laughed. "Tamiko would kill you without even giving you a good night."

Botan watched Tamiko walk and Yuki ducked behind the car, slipping behind two more further down. Botan cursed when Yuki was gone.

She removed her shoes and glided silently across the lot, staying lower than the cars. Togashi honked and Yuki sprinted toward the van and hopped in.

"Tamiko," she gasped. "Tamiko's her name."

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