Surrounded By Flames

What Needed To Be Done

Upon the arrival at my apartment, I ripped my dress off and threw it in the trash. Not only was it tore but I never wanted to see that piece of fabric again. My tears never stopped even as I stood in the shower and scrubbed ruthlessly at my skin. No matter how many times I scrubbed where his hands touched, I didn't feel clean. I spent a good hour trying to scrub him off me.

After drying my reddened skin, I dressed in a baggy t-shirt and sweats, not feeling comfortable in my own skin. I didn't want to show any shape to my body, I just wanted to melt into nothing. The prefect place for me to melt into nothing was the couch, where I pulled my legs up to my chest, trying to make myself as small as possible.

How did Dabi know where I was? How did he know I was in trouble? Honestly, I didn't care for those questions to be answered I was just happy that he was there. I was over the moon that he showed up when he did, even though I was scared from the events those scars could be much worse.

I was drawn out of my thoughts by a knock at me door. At first, I didn't move thinking maybe I had imagined it, but when it happened again I slowly stood up. Taking hesitant steps, I let my hand rest on the handle, wondering who was at the door. I gulped down the knot in my throat and opened the door.

Dabi's azure eyes stared back at me with a mix of anger and concern. He looked exactly as I left him which meant Haru didn't put up a fight. The longer I stared into his eyes the smaller I felt. This man not only stood his own ground but fought for me, I couldn't do anything against Haru. I needed him, my savor, to reassure me. I sprung forward, wrapping my arms around his neck. He hesitated for a moment before returning my hold around my waist. I melted into his touch.

"Are you ok princess?" His voice was soft and hesitant. I nodded, pulling away from him and stepping aside to let him come in. I went back to my spot on the couch, he followed, staying at the far end of the couch. Silence enveloped us.

"What did you do to him?" My voice broke the silence. I wanted that man to get what was coming to him, but I didn't want to drag Dabi down with me.

"Don't worry princess, it's been taken care of."

"He didn't hurt you, did he?" I turned towards him, surprised by the hearty laugh he let out.

"He couldn't have hurt me if he tried." We sat in silence once again.

"Thank you..." Tears fell again as the event played in my head. I pulled my legs closer to me. "Dabi...?" For the first time in a while, he finally looked at me. "Will you hold me?" I hated how small I sounded.

"Anything for you princess." I crawled over to him and curled up on his lap, nestling my head into his chest. He wrapped his two-toned arms around me, rubbing soothing circles on my back. He rested his chin on my head while I silently cried into his chest. I focused on the rhythm of his heart and the soothing words he whispered to me, slowly drawing me into sleep.

Dabi

I continued to hold her even after he sobs stopped and her breathing evened out. As I held her close I watched her peaceful tearstained face, I should have killed that guy. What I did to him though will suit his crime for years to come.

I cradled Y/N to me as I carried her to her bedroom, not thinking twice as I crawled into bed with her. I pulled her back to my chest, holding her close afraid that she would start crying again at any moment. Staring at her face my mind began to wonder back to the events of the night.

I had followed Y/N on her date hoping it was with a different guy then last time, but once I saw them together, I gritted my teeth. I watched in disgust as he touched her. He needs to learn to keep his filthy hands to himself. I couldn't take my eyes off Y/N though, she was beautiful.

After they left the restaurant, I continued to follow them, trying to blend into the shadows when Y/N turned to look over her shoulder. I stayed hidden outside the house straining to hear what was happening inside. I tapped my foot anxiously waiting for her to leave, but when I heard a loud thud and shouts my body acted without me thinking. The dumbass even left the front door unlocked.

I found the bedroom with ease and tried opening the door. It was locked. Rage boiled in me and with one swift well planted kick the lock broke and sent the door flying open. The sight before me sent red over my vision. This monster was on top of Y/N with his filthy hands on her exposed breast.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"If you are going to rape someone you should lock the front door." I stated with venom dripping off each word. My body began to heat up on its own when I heard Y/N whisper my name with relief.

"This doesn't concern you, get out." I took a step into the room and lifted my hand, feeling the heat pool in my palm. If looks could kill this man would already be dead.

"This very much concerns me because you have your filthy hands on what is mine." Y/N kicked him off and made a mad dash towards me. After she steadied herself on my arm, I pushed her behind me to make as much distance between them as possible. "Get out of here and call a cab." I never took my eyes off the man I wasn't going to let him try and stop her.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about it. Now go." A wicked smile grew on my face as I heard Y/N footsteps fade. I didn't have to hold back now for her sake. He had no idea what awaited him. I felt the smoke rising off my body with each step I took towards him. My hand wrapped around his throat before he could react. Adrenaline rushed through me as he struggled to breathe. "What made you think you could touch Y/N like that?"

I tossed him roughly on the bed, smile increasing with the sound of his skull bouncing off the headboard. I grabbed a belt off a chair, jumping on the bed and tethering his hands to the headboard. I watched as he helplessly yanked on the restraint.

"I know who you are Haru Kimoshi, and I know what you like to do for fun." I hopped off the bed and danced over to his closet occasionally looking back to see if he realized what I was going for.

"What are you doing?" I ignored his question and continued rummaging through his closet. I tossed a couple shirts over my shoulder before stopping at one. I held it up to me and looked at my reflection in the mirror on the door before tossing it with the rest.

"You see Haru, after your first date with Y/N I investigated you because something didn't feel right. Would you believe what I found that your father paid off the few girls brave enough to speak out against what you did." I finally found the box I was looking for.

"You're a stalker!"

"I am not done talking." I stated sharply, shoving a sock in his mouth that I had found in the closet. "And once I dug farther, and by farther, I mean broke into your house, I found this," I held up the box, "box full of your prizes." I pulled the lid off the box and dumped it contents onto him. Picture fluttered from the box of naked women in various stages of consciousness along with under garments, I watched with bright eyes as he wiggled with dismay, I loved the fear in his eyes.

"Now...this is simply not enough for what you did to Y/N." I pulled back my fist and landed a bone crunching punch to his face. He passed out. After once punch he passed out. Seriously? What's the fun of torturing him if he is already passed out?

I grabbed his shirt and watched as my flames singed it off him. If these pictures weren't enough to put him away for a while, I would give him something to remember this night by. No woman would never look at him the same. Blue flames danced from the tip of my finger before bringing it down to his skin. I took pride as I carved out each letter.

Once done I stood back and admired my handiwork. 'RAPIST' scrawled across his chest. I sent a tip to the police before heading out. Not that I wanted to wait around to greet the police, but I needed to check on Y/N.

I glanced down at the sleeping figure in my arms, I am in to deep now.