I waited for my shift to end before getting hope to deliver the food and afterwards kinda look myself up in my room with the excuse that I felt so tired. My mom left me alone and Yagi too. They both were really nice but something about Yagi was just different. I don't really know much about him but I would change that sooner or later but not today. Today was the day I would start getting out. I didn't care about the preparations or anything right now. That day... today... when Hitoshi came in, made me want to get out and just try running, exploring for now. After all I needed to start doing this when I wanted to become a vigilante.
I grabbed the black hoodie and some black jeans before sneaking out. This time I managed doing this without getting caught.
Alright, let's get to the rooftop of this building and then just have a go!
This was what I wanted to do but once I got up to the door, I found it locked and didn't know what to do other than try to break it. That could tricker the fire alarm.... well could.... or will... or did.
When I indeed tried to get out, the firealarm was triggered and I started dashing down to the apartment then into mine and then right into my moms room to wake them up in hope that they were still there. Luckily for me, they were. My mom seemed to be a heavy sleeper since Yagi tried to wake her up but without any progress.
Me: What are you doing?
Yagi: Waking your mother up! What do you think I am doing?
Me: Just pick her up!
Yagi: Did you see how slim I am?! How you think I should do that?!
Me: Then move!
I really didn't care at all. This skeleton was stalling time and even if I knew that there was no fire, I still had to play along and get my mom out and look a bit freaked out.
Anyways, when I pushed Yagi away, I picked my mother up and started dashing out with her in my arms.
Where the hell did I get all this strength?
I look soo meek and weakly!
Wow... this could help.
Seems like I might have trained back in the past quite a bit.
Whelp, this is helpful for me now.
So I should train a bit more.
There was not really a time to think about it as I rushed outside with Yagi right behind me. So many people were outside and they all seemed to be questioning what just happened. For some reasons my heart was beating soo badly that I hoped that none of them could tell that I was the one who did this. My guilt was basically killing me. I just wanted to get out of the building on the rooftop because why not? It sounded soo cool to be on the rooftop and do this vigilante work.
Yagi: Are you alright?
Me: Yeah.....
Yagi: Let's put your mother down over there.
Me: NO! The floor is dirty and cold. Do you really want me to put my mom down?
Yagi: No, I want you to give her to me but... I wouldn't be able to hold her for now.
Me: For now?
Yagi: Come with me. We'll go to my place.
Me: Your place?
Yagi: Yes. Your mother never wanted to come over.
That was such a huge mistake because we walked a bit, then found a Taxi that Yagi paid and next thing I know we were actually in front of a high-end building and he lead me to his apartment which was apparent a huge and I mean HUGE apartment. I put my mom in the masters bedroom and then had to make this man talk. This was not normal and why was my mother not living with him? He loved her for sure. It just looked soo sus. This was not normal. Nothing about this thin man was normal on second thought.
Me: So who the hell are you!
Yagi: Come have a seat.
Me: Not until you tell who the fuck you are!
Now I was more than just a bit on edge. He could be a villain, a mafia boss, a mercenary or just a normal person. He could also be dealing with some illegal stuff and so on. Tho, honestly, he could also just be a hard working person. That was something I discarded since he knew Recovery Girl, a very well known healer which I had to look up after I met her.
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Try Me Bitch (Vigilante Deku)
FanfictionSwitched by birth but that doesn't mean that I had a great life living with a ritch hero family. In fact, they were the worst! A father who was too busy to look at me and a mother who was obsessed with how I acted.... well at one point I was driven...