Children of Yokohama

The Regin Of Terror Begins.

[Dazai and Chuuya’s apartment, Musutafu, 8.03am]

There are perks to being the No.1 Hero in all of Japan. For example, being able to be an idol and inspiration for aspiring heroes as well as striking fear into your enemies' hearts, but with great power comes a great responsibility. The Media. Sometimes, the media can be overwhelming, like right now.

With Dazai and Chuuya ahead, All Might escorts them safely out of their apartment and towards the stairs, leading them out of their apartment building. Someone must have seen All Might on his way to pick up the two boys. Otherwise, reporters wouldn’t have to be held back by police officers, as the three of them exited the building. Cameras and microphone were shoved into the boys' faces as reporters and news agents shoved their way past the police.

“Dazai, Chuuya, could you tell us more about Yokohama?”

“All Might, will these kids we enrolled into UA?”

“Chuuya and Dazai, do either of you have any quirks?”

Sighing All Might steps in front of the two boys, blowing the reporters view of the youngers, “Now, Now, they've managed to escape from Yokohama, let's leave them be for the time being, alright?” All Might says, gently pushing the crowd of reporters back, to make space for him and the boys to get their way through. Luckily, there was a car parked right outside of their apartment building, quickly, All Might grabbed onto Dazai and Chuuya’s arms , dragging them to the car, pushing them in (gently) before waving off the reporters.

All Might sighed upon entering the car and driving off, “I apologise for that, I didn't expect reporters to be waiting around outside.” All Might says apologetically, his face showing genuine concern, “You're both alright.. right?”

“I'm fine”

“Yeah.”

They replied in unison, Dazai smiling at All Might as he looked through the rear view mirror. All Might smiled back before turning his attention onto the road, the three of them moving into a comfortable silence. Chuuya looked out the window, taking occasional glances at Dazai, whereas Dazai, on the other hand, remained looking(staring) at All Might, waiting for the right time to strike.

“Say All Might, do you have a successor? I mean, surely a big hero such as yourself should have one.” Dazai asks, his lips turning into a playful smirk as he speaks. Chuuya internally groans, noticing that Dazai decided to begin his “reign of terror”.

“No.. I don't.” All Might says, his voice hesitant as he speaks. All Might fought the urge to say “yes”, wanting to credit Young Midoriya for his hard work towards managing One For All, but he knows if he does that, the Young Midoriya may have a target on his back. Throughout his time as the No.1 Hero, All Might has gained a lot of enemies, one of them being the League of Villains. He wouldn't want to do that to the young boy, so he opted for the option to decline the accusation.

“Huh.. really? I wonder how Izuku Midoryia would feel if he heard you say that..” Dazai replies, sighing as he looks out the window, a solemn look casted upon his face as he speaks.

“Huh? What? How di-” All Might begins, before his words are cut off with the familiar feeling of a cool metal barrel pressed against his head. He pauses, his mouth agape as his eyes dart towards the shooter.

“Chuuya’s mine, so I'd advise you to take your eyes off of him and place them back onto the road. Don't want us to die, do you?” Dazai states rudely, his voice cruel as he moves himself into the passenger seat, allowing Chuuya to get into a more comfortable position behind All Might.

“Hah, so you're those types of YouTubers. The ones who act friendly on camera, but in reality are rude.” All Might asks, his hands gripping the steering wheel with so much force he ended up creating a dent. All Might sighs, attempting to get the better of this situation, “You're both children. You've just left Yokohama. Of course, this is your natural instinct when alone with someone you don't know. So how about you just put the gun down, Young Nakahara,and let's talk about this.”

“I'll smash your fucking head in so hard, you'll get amnesia, so stop talking to us like we're fucking kids?” Chuuya whispers in his ear, disgusted by All Might’s words as he continues to hold the gun to his head.

“My dear Chuuya, you can be such a brute sometimes.” Dazai says, chuckling to himself. Chuuya's ears redden, averting his gaze away from Dazai as he begins to curse under his breath. Annoyed that Dazai's words finally got to him, Chuuya presses the gun harder against All Might’s head, signalling to Dazai that they're nearing UA, “I speak to you on behalf of the Port Mafia. Stay out of Yokohama. Unless you and your other Pro Hero friends would like to have your bodies mutilated and scattered across Musutafu?” Dazai says coldly, a playful smile on his face as he speaks.

All Might opens his mouth to speak back, but Chuuya warns him against, cocking the gun as his finger moves to the trigger. All Might’s in disbelief, two teenagers from Yokohama are part of the Port Mafia. The villainous organisation that is currently ruling Yokohama. They must have been manipulated of some sorts because there's no way two young boys - the same age as his successor - could willingly join a murderous organisation such as that?, “Dazai.” Chuuya says, pushing All Might out of his thoughts and back to the present situation.

“Well, it looks like our conversation has to come to an end!” Dazai says gleefully, switching back into his YouTuber persona, as he climbs back into the back seat, touching Chuuya, signalling for him to lower the gun.

The car reaches the UA gates, and a few moments go by before they're allowed onto the school's property. All Might parks the car, and with little hesitation, Dazai runs out to greet Aizawa, Chuuya following after him, leaving All Might in the car in a state of shock and disbelief. Pushing the previous events to the back of his mind, All Might gets out of the car, making his way to Aizawa, Dazai standing next to him excitedly while Chuuya stands beside Dazai, looking bored. Although All Might can sense the murderous aura Chuuya emits, although this may be because he's seen their true personality.

“Well, I'm glad you all got here safely.” Aizawa spoke, ruffling Dazai's hair gently, “Well come on then, let's get you both enrolled.” Aizawa added, turning around to make his way inside the building.

With Aizawa out of earshot, Dazai turns All Might, his tone joyful, “Tell anyone what we spoke of today, and I'll personally see to it that your head's on a silver platter” Dazai spoke, his tone one of a warning, before grabbing Chuuya's hand and following after Aizawa, leaving All Might alone to think his future action through.

“You can let go of my hand now, Dazai,” Chuuya whispers, his voice soft as a light blush crosses his face.

“Hmm? But why, you're mine, I'm just doing this so no one else takes you from me!” Dazai teases, sticking his tongue out.

Chuuya turns beet red, before yanking his hand back, before chasing Dazai around the parking lot out of embarrassment and frustration, “Fuck you, shitty Mackerel! I hope you die!"