My... Mates? (TodoKiriBakuDeku)

Chapter 37 💛

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The three were nervous heading toward their principles office, but they were terrified when they walked in to see almost half of the staff standing in the room. What the hell?

Kirishima was the first of the three student to speak up, " why we're we called up here? Is everything alright?" His tone was evidently worried and concerned with some confusion thrown in the mix.

"Ah, Kirishima! Thank you for speaking up," Nezu started "we've called you up here because as we've looked at you there's records and files we've noticed something strange! Mind telling us why it says you are mates pair of 4 when we've only ever heard the 3 of you mentioned?"  He kept that unsettling smirk on his face the whole time he talked, occasionally sipping on his tea cup.... Where did that come from?

The three looked around at each other, none wanting to explain the mournful situation. That's when Todoroki huffed a sigh, stepping forward slightly before beginning to speak, "we found our mate pairs in middle school, as per usual. It was the three of us and our Omega," as he said this a smile seemed to automatically make its way into his face at the meet thoroughly of the omega. "He freaked out that first day, scared of having three alphas as his mates. Anyway!" He stopped muttering, realizing he had trailed off.

"He kind disappeared off of the face of the Earth after telling us that he was moving, that we'd stay in contact, but we never did. Eventually we figured out that he had been sold to someone somewhere, through a phone call." Todoroki became increasingly uncomfortable and frustrated at the situation, stopping his word there, stepping back into the comfort of his Boufriend's presence's.

All the staff seemed deep in thought, confusing the boys in the room, who just wanted to know why this was even important, that's when Aizawa spoke up, sighing before begging to talk.

"Was this omega of your by any chance an omega with green and black hair or yellow hair a lighting bolt, and with freckles?" He questioned, being quite blunt.

The boys were shocked, not able to form a sentence between the three of them, nodding out an answer instead.

"Hmm.. I see. We seem to have a lead on where your omega may be. From the information we have, and the information that I can tell you is that these omegas are not in a safe situation, you'll be taken to the station after the day is over so we can do some further questioning alright? Head to your next period now." Aizawa, as usual, was very up front with his answer. Not even waiting for a response from the teens before shooting them out of the room.

"Thank you for making that quick Aizawa! Everybody back to their jobs and classes please!" Nezu clapped his hands(? Paws?) as all of the staff rushed throughout the room, grabbing their things and leaving.

Boy would this be a troubling case to work with...

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It had been weeks since the ball, and the boys traumatic night of the drunken beating they had received, nearly for looking guilty.

Izuku had yet to return to his normal self, often sleeping more and not being as cheerful, falling into a state of hopelessness as almost despair.

Denki had tried his hardest to cheer him up, but it had been no use, especially since he couldn't use his voice to help cheer him duo through words.

The two were still locked in that prison like environment, the cold, dark, damp, cement room with iron bars for windows. The room got creepily cold at night, causing shivers to run down the boys beaten bodies.

Although not so hurt anymore, it's didn't mean they weren't malnourished and dehydrated... not to mention traumatized.

Izuku kept on thinking back to that night, the Ball. That had to be a hero right? He looked like it, sat with the heroes down the table that he recognized. But if he was a hero, then why hadn't he helped yet? We're they really that useless, that even a hero doesn't wanna enjoy the fame and the spotlight to save them?

Engulfed in the 'what if's' and the bad thoughts izuku curled up in his little ball, as he had done recently quite often. When Denki noticed this action, he did as he had been doing. Snuggled up with the boy.

They hadn't seen Dabi or Shigaraki since the night they wounded them, they weren't sure why but they were glad they at-least kind of had some time to recuperate.

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