Teach Me How To Love

Chapter 11

"Get home safe Shota, thank you for today." [Y/N] waved goodbye to Aizawa before shutting the door and letting out a deep sigh. Her heart calming down slightly as she was now in her own home.

Aizawa began walking away from [Y/N]'s home his arm now feeling slightly cold as the autumn air ran through him. His hands went into his pockets as he walked, his mind on the teal eyes that stared at him with hate as he went towards [Y/N]. That woman is in a lot of danger, but he would try to keep her as safe as possible as long as he is still alive and kicking. As Aizawa walked he weaved in and out of alley ways and main roads, keeping his wits about him as he walked. His ears pricked up to sweep in and be a hero if needed, but that would be his downfall.

A blue flame caught his eye from down an alley way, the flame was glowing bright at the end of the alleyway. Anger and resentment swept over him as he ran towards it, his bandages flying everywhere as he came to a stop seeing nothing but a dying flame.

A charred unrecognisable corpse lay at his feet, still smouldering, the stech invaded every inch of Aizawa's sense. God it was vile what that horrific villain would do and has done. A cold shiver ran up his spine from the bottom of his back, a small pressure was placed there.

"You heroes are so gullible," A gruff and raspy voice taunted from behind him. "Turn around slowly," he continued and Aizawa did so. Turning slowly meeting the bright blue eyes filled with hate and sadistic joy, the same bright blue eyes belonged to the man who had tormented [Y/N] and was now holding a gun to him.

Aizawa stayed silent as the two stared at each other, black eyes meeting blue ones. Nothing but the infrequent crackle of the flames popping behind them once they found another bit of unblemished flesh to feast upon.

Dabi was the first to break the silence, "You've pissed me off for the last time, Eraserhead." His fingers clenched around the trigger of the gun, feeling the anger course through him and wrapping around his heart like a disease.

"What do you want with [Y/N]?" was all Aizawa said in response. The name of his pet falling from another man's lips making another piece of his patience snap, he pushed the gun further into Aizawa's midsection.

"She's mine I can do whatever I want with her," Dabi spoke a little grin tugging at the corner of his lips, the staples stretching the skin and causing a metallic taste to invade Dabi's mouth. His eyes picked up on Aizawa's eye twitching and his jaw tensing, his grin grew even wider.

"And how do you expect to keep her tied to you, she's terrified of you and hates you," Aizawa paused making Dabi's grin twitch a little. "If you take her on the run with you there's no way she wouldn't escape." Aizawa spoke softly his mind trying to come up with ways to get out of the situation.

"I've got a house; it's been done up to fit her tastes, so she'll be comfortable in the end." Dabi smirked at Aizawa's ever tensing jaw, he was taunting him ready to get him out of his pet's life. "And once I get rid of you they'll be no one standing in my way." Dabi smirked wider stretching his skin and staples making more blood seep out of the skin and into Dabi's mouth and drip down to his chin.

"You're gonna kill a hero and kidnap a UA teacher? Not very smart especially if you're trying to stay low." Aizawa said scowling deeply at the man in front of him. The two men stared at each other the crackle and pop of the low burning fire being the only noise heard.

After a few minutes of silence Aizawa ducked quickly and went towards sweeping Dabi's legs out from underneath him but Dabi was prepared he jumped back quickly and pulled the trigger. The sound echoing around the small alleyway and bouncing out of it as well as a groan from the injured male.

Aizawa gripped onto his shoulder, blood pouring from it and over each of his fingers. It didn't go all the way through, so it was still within his shoulder causing more blood and more pain. He was still crouched upon the floor gasping in pain.

Dabi smirked widely and pointed the gun at Aizawa's head. He didn't move the pain in his shoulder refusing to let him. Dabi smirked at the pained hero at his feet.

"I'll tell [Y/N] you said goodbye," Dabi said before pulling the trigger, Aizawa moved his head just enough for it to not pierce straight through the centre of his brain and instead it lodged itself into the side of his head causing him to black out in pain.

Dabi thinking he was dead kicked the body and then slipped the gun into his pocket before leaving the hero to die, alone and in pain. The sound of sirens flooded his ears as he turned away from the alleyway and soon out of sight, to go and pay his property a visit.