BNHA: Dual Fates.

Chapter 59: The Interlude...

A/N: I wanted to make sure I thanked everyone who has voted, followed, and added this fic to their libraries! <3

You're all very lovely people and I'm so thankful that you've stayed with me this far into the story! I love you guys :D

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"Toga, I asked you to find one so why aren't you looking?!" Shigaraki's irritated voice resonated over Kurogiri's phone and through the speaker.

The said bartender kept the device held up as comical waves nearly pushed the said girl off of the bar stool she sat on. "Whaa!" With a harsh thunk, the blonde fell and landed on her butt. Hearing the anger spout from the speaker and falling from his unexpected shout, caused a pout to play at her lips. (I.. did not mean for some of it to rhyme. X'D) "I'm sorry! I was busy thinking about Miss Muni and how cool she is! I love how she's so brutal! Blood goes everywhere like beautiful red rain!" With her arms high above her head, she stood with a little whirling dance and giggled.

"Unless you want to die, I suggest you hurry it up!" Tomura trailed for a moment after he yelled. Over the phone, everyone could hear a sigh and silence after it until he spoke again, in a much calmer tone. "Anyway-- Kurogiri? How's the wedding officiant? It took me a while to find one of those damn people and I don't want him getting away," questioned their temperamental leader. Despite how angry he seemed, there was almost a possessive tone behind his words and Kuro's head looked toward the phone rather curiously.

"Yes... He... Is indeed secure. We're keeping him in the back room so no disturbances are made. By the way-- have you seen Dabi?" With the said man missing since the last time they discussed their plan about Haru, the bartender's curiosity lingered and he wondered if Tomura took him with him somewhere.

"I had him go out and look for a place for the wedding, while I was busy with that damn Officiant... Right now-- I'm waiting for a good moment to grab. She's mine," His last two words were whispered, barely noticeable, neither Kuro nor Toga picked that up and by the sound of his silence it was proof he was relieved that they didn't.

"To grab, you mean 'kidnap'? Wait-- you plan to kidnap her during school hours? Hehehe!~" This time it was Toga's turn to perk up. Pure joy filled her face when her cheeks blushed at the thought of the kidnapping, however, it was only her little fantasy that made her believe such a thing was romantic. With her balled fists close to her chest and her eyes wide with life, it was hard for her to contain herself.

"Yes... But only when an opportunity comes. Kurogiri-- use your quirk to get me close to her and back here as fast as you can, when I tell you to," Demanded the flaky man, for he couldn't stop thinking about the idea of her in a dress. Her beautiful, tan scales which would be reflecting the rays of the sunset, and crimson tainting the bottom of her wedding gown where her victims would lay, all but caused uncontrollable red tints to fill his pale cheeks on the other side of the phone.

"Very well, sir," Just like that, with a simple click on his phone the call ended. He really does like her... Why would he bother going through so much trouble to marry her, when he could simply marry her off to some random villain? He wouldn't have chosen to marry. That girl looks no older than seventeen or eighteen, I can only hope she's of age... When the bartender sighed, he picked up two shakers and began to mix drinks for future needs. I might as well prep some beverages, to contribute. His last thoughts echoed rather exhaustively and ignored the giggling child across the room.