Chasing a story (Mha fanfic)

21: Caffeine can't fix this

Sitting in that abandoned small building, I played a game on the DS. We've been taking turns with it, it being the only not destroyed devise we had left.
It was hard living like this (sounds of unnecessary complaining), but at least we had each other (sounds of complaining at Compress who dropped my phone from five stories high. He had had to stop me with his quirk so I wouldn't jump after it) .

As I sat there, clicking away the time, everyone hung around a bit. Everyone was tired from the day, after all.

It was fine until Twice came back.
He entered with a person that made my blood curl.

Alright, let me be this straight. Any Chisaki lovers out there, you may— (An: its the main character's opinion, I honestly dont care if you're okay with that guy, I'm just saying that his actions were kinda mean)

As Shigaraki got up, I paused my game, nervous of what would happen next.

Unable to keep still, I got up.

"You guys handle this one, I'm taking a walk."
Shigaraki gave me a look, but I ignored it. It felt as though I was being torn apart.
Why had I thought I could just warm up to anyone? Magne would die. She would—

I sniffled and rubbed away any coming tears.
I couldn't help.
The moonlight lit my way as I kept on walking. I knew I couldn't do anything. Even if it felt like I had to, I couldn't.
I knew I couldn't, I shouldn't. As much as I knew this, I kept on glancing back until the moon was way up higher in the sky.
I couldn't help.
Taking one last deep breath, I prepared for what I would see once I got back.

My foot touched the concrete ground where almost immediately someone buried into me, hugging me tightly as she sobbed.

Wordlessly I hugged Toga back, looking up at the others.
"What happened?" I asked.

The room seemed empty as my eyes found the blood on the ground. No trace of her.

"Where's..." I already knew.
"Where's Magne?"

—

The few days leading up to our visit to the Yakuza, I felt empty. On occasion I would forget Magne was even gone, but when I'd look around, not finding her, I looked back down sadly.
You should think it would have been easier, me having seen the death in a series, but really, it was worse.
I missed her. I missed Magne and her jokes.

The evening before we'd go see what the Yakuza wanted from us, I found myself taking another walk.
When Shigaraki found me, he glared at me before I broke down and confessed I knew she would die.

Somehow, Shigaraki didn't get mad. He just let me hug him before he asked wether I could have prevented it.
I shook my head.
"I've studied everything by now," I mumbled, "If... well, I can't say why, but... had I stopped it, stuff wouldn't have happened."

Shigaraki nodded and kept quiet. For some reason he didn't force me to let go, but we stood there.
That was the moment I decided I hated this.

I hated that I had known, but yet here I was, hugging Shigaraki, a person I hadn't thought would be nice in any way.
How could this life be so horrible, yet... so sweet.
I hated it.

—

The endless hallways didn't really faze me.
They probably would have, hadn't I had my quirk.

Following someone to a living room idea, I looked around, wondering where Eri would be.
I adjusted the mask Shigaraki had forced me to wear. He didn't want me to show my face everywhere, stuff about heroes and us being villains, me being a former UA student... stuff like that.

Shigaraki occasionally spared me glances, noticing my mood.
It felt annoying how I didn't know wether the mood was from the crying last night or the fact that I knew there was a child being experimented on here.

When Shigaraki sat down on the couch, I stayed standing, not at all at ease.

The short person who led us here told Shigaraki the table would get dirty because of his shoes which he put on there and I was reminded once again, that I knew what was coming.

As Shigaraki argued, was his usual over confident childish self, Chisaki kept giving me glances with his creepy eyes.
Nope, I was not at ease.

Then Chisaki started walking towards me. The conversation stopped as I wondered what was up. Did I alter the story line by being here?

As I stood wondering, Chisaki suddenly grabbed my face, pulling off the mask as I stood frozen for a moment.
Who was he to do that!? So rude!

Shigaraki jumped up. "Hands off," he threatened.

I stepped away myself and Chisaki kept looking as if I were his next lab rat.

"Who is she?" Chisaki asked Shigaraki.

He only glared more, "What's it to you?"

"Just wondering," Chisaki shrugged, "She doesn't look like she 'belongs here'."
The way those words were accentuated, I saw Shigaraki flinch as my eyes betrayed I knew something.

"Anyway," I spoke from behind my mask, "You were having a conversation."

Chisaki turned back to where he was previously.

As they talked, I wondered whether Chisaki had more answers.
It was part of the reason that I argued with Shigaraki that I could go with Toga and Twice.
I knew after all, what would happen.

My confident look had Shigaraki sigh before he got up.

As we teleported back, I sighed.
Yet another mission up ahead. By now I knew the drill, though, it was slightly exciting still.
The knowledge of Night eye dying seemed less intimidating though. I didn't know that guy, never really had a bond with him as mha fan either.

As I let Shigaraki talk to the team, I grabbed the DS.
No use getting worked up over nothing, I decided as I let myself relax.
I'd just have to make sure to not be in the way. While, of course, I would try to get my answers.

And I would get them. I was sure of it.