Power Incarnate (BNHA/MHA OC)

Bonding

Kurogiri yawned, the man stirring some tea. A door opened up, Kurogiri glancing over his shoulder to see Tomura shamble his was over to the bar. He glanced at the time, noting how it was currently three in the morning.

"Greetings, Master-"

Kurogiri paused. Tomura looked exhausted, as if he'd been fighting someone, his eyes red and puffy. His hands were coated in dust, and he looked both angry and scared at the same time.

"What do you want, Kurogiri?" The younger of the two hissed.

Kurogiri glanced around, making sure no-one was listening.

".... Would you.... Care to talk about it?" Kurogiri offered.

"There's not shit to talk about!" Tomura snapped, sitting on a barstool. "Just another bullshit nightmare...."

"Yes." Kurogiri said, calmly preparing a cup of hot chocolate.

"I mean, who gives a damn if I killed a few family members?! It's not like anyone gave a flying fuck!" Tomura said, raising his voice.

"Gloves." Kurogiri said, handing him a pair that only left his thumb exposed.

"Thanks- anyways, my damn old man was there again! It's BULLSHIT!"

"Such bullshit."

"I know, right?!"

Kurogiri slid the mug of chocolatey goodness over to him, a soft look in his eyes. Tomura took it, sipping the hot chocolate, his shoulders slumping in relaxation. A moment later, Kaya's door opened, the young woman stepping out, her hair more messy than usual.

"Hey." She said, her voice hoarse.

"Couldn't sleep, bitch?" Tomura sneered.

"Kiss my ass, Tomura." Kaya snarled.

As Kurogiri prepared another cup of hot chocolate, he spared her a glance. This wasn't the usual insomnia or attitude, this was more.... Submissive and resigned.

"Mistress Kaya." Kurogiri said, rounding the bar to get to her. "I have reason to believe that you're in need of comfort."

Kurogiri wrapped his arms around her, Kaya stiffening at the contact.

"You're fine." Kurogiri said softly. "It's just a bad dream. It's not real. You're fine. You're safe."

Kaya sniffled, before hugging him tightly. Tomura huffed, sipping his hit chocolate.

".... Stop acting pathetic." Tomura sneered. "It's a dumbass dream. You're one of the most powerful villains ever. Get the fuck over it."

A wet laugh came from Kaya, the woman flashing him a weak glare.

"Suck my metaphorical dick, Tomura."

"Swallow mine, Kaya."

.

That day, Kaya, Kurogiri, and Tomura were out on a grocery run.

"Alright, we've got medical supplies, booze, and...." Tomura trailer off.

"Shiggy." Kaya said, sounding dead serious.

Tomura turned his head, freezing. He stared down an aisle full of electronics, the newest consoles just begging to be stolen.

"Blackstar," Tomura said, scratching his neck slightly. "I request a distraction."

Kaya ran off, Kurogiri giving a disappointed glare.

"Master Tomura, I'm going to go and stop her-"

"Let her cook."

"What?"

Tomura turned to him, a chaotic glint in his eyes as a large purple explosion went off, civilians scattering.

"Let. Her. COOK." Tomura repeated.

Which is how we get to now, with the three villains standing in the bar, an array of electronics before them. Tomura's fingers twitched, itching to grab something.

"This was childish." Kurogiri scolded.

"Fuck yourself sideways, nobody cares." Kaya said, waving him off.

"Kaya."

They all turned towards the TV, seeing it flicker on.

"Hide the weed." Kaya whispered to Tomura, the latter letting out a wheeze at the joke.

"Garaki wishes to see you." All For One continued.

Kaya groaned, Kurogiri opening a warp gate. Kaya stepped through, ending up in the lab, the doctor chuckling.

"I see that you're getting along nicely with Tomura!" Garaki commented.

"Get it over with. The hell do you want?" Kaya growled.

"I just wanted to bring up a few things in my studies." Garaki said gesturing for her to take a seat.

Kaya sighed, narrowing her eyes at him.

"You've gotten stronger. Enough so that there's only a thirty percent chance that All For One can take your quirk. I've also deducted that at your current rate, your quirk could potentially be stronger than All Might's!" Garaki said, grinning.

"Move on." Kaya growled.

"Yes, yes...."

The doctor stood, walking over to a large vat containing what looked like-

"Is that a child?!" Kaya shrieked.

"A nomu, actually." Garaki said.

"A child nomu?! Are you fucking insane?! Where'd you even get it from?!"

The child in question appeared to be no older than six years old. Flowing purple hair that looked like thorny vines went down to its feet, its eyes looking to have a permanent dark cherry eyeliner around them, making them appear sharp. Its eyes were closed, the body completely motionless.

"It's fine." Garaki waved off. "All For One simply requested that her control be divided between you and Tomura Shigaraki." He explained.

".... What's its quirks?" Kaya finally asked.

The doctor grinned.

"Her quirks are quite simple!" He corrected. "The base is a quirk called Biotox. No regeneration quirks were added to this one however, so be careful. A few poison related quirks along with a quirk called Strong Root. That last one increases the density and durability of her vines!"

Kaya crosses her arms, staring at the new nomu.

"Does she have a name?"

"She's one of my High-Ends!"

"Yes, but did you bother to name her?"

"Why would I-"

Kaya punched him.

*A few hours later....*

"Yo, Tomura." Kaya called out, watching him play Call of Duty.

"Let me cook!" He hissed, filling a player with bullets.

"Sensei's giving us a High-End nomu."

Tomura put down his controller, turning to her with a raised eyebrow.

".... So.... Like a pet?"

"It's a child."

Tomura's eyes narrowed.

"Where the fuck did Sensei get a child- you know what, I don't want to know. More importantly, why did he get a child?"

Kaya took a sharp inhale.

".... Is Sensei secretly a pedophile?" Kaya questioned.

From across the bar, Kurogiri broke the cup in his hand.

"What is wrong with the both of you?" He questioned.

"I'm sarcastic and sassy." Kaya answered.

"I killed my family." Tomura added.

"THAT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION!"