Y/N quietly sat down next to Chisaki on the sofa, patiently waiting on the man called Tomura Shigaraki. Apparently he worked for All For One before he was taken to Taurus, so he was looking for a new boss or something like that.
When the door finally opens, Y/N doesn't bother turning her head to look at the man, she just waits for him to sit down in front of them. Y/N can see him out of the corner of her eye and already she knows he must be a spoiled and deranged individual. He had a hand over his face and it definitely wasn't his own.
What a statement piece for a villain.
"You had me walking in circles underground for thirty minutes." Shigaraki finally sighed before sitting down. "I'm not an ant."
That was a fun conversation starter.
"Are all Yakuza strongholds like this?"
"We don't know who might be watching us or from where, and not all of our guests have the best intentions, so we have a number of brutes leading here, and an underground reception room where we can be reasonably sure of our privacy." Chisaki calmly replied.
"You ever wonder how we survive so long? It's cause of little details like that, anyway, down to business." Mimic started, holding a wad of cash as his tiny body sat on the arm wrest of the couch. "Did you really mean what you said on the phone the other day? That you'll join us under the right conditions?"
"Don't start celebrating just yet." Shigaraki said with some attitude, suddenly placing his foot on top of the glass coffee table. Y/N could tell that Chisaki didn't like that and that was a problem, she was sitting right next to him.
That was the thing about villains, real villains, not just the Yakuza. They were always so much more difficult to predict, no matter what their individual backgrounds were.
"You guys wanna capitalize on our reputation, we want to increase our strength, our needs happen to coincide for the moment-"
"Put your foot down, the table will get dirty." Chisaki groaned.
"No please, you really outta mind your manners, I don't appreciate disrespect."
Y/N might have laughed if she wasn't sitting next to a man that could kill her.
"Now we won't be putting ourselves under you," Shigaraki continued. "we'll still be calling our own shots, got it? Either it's a joint partnership or I walk out the door."
"So those are the conditions?"
"One more thing, that grand plan you mentioned, I want to know the details, it's a reasonable request. I need to decide whether it's worth lending you our name." Shigaraki adds before pointing at Chisaki.
Y/N had a feeling that a partnership like this wouldn't stay around for too long, Chisaki would probably kill them off. She can see it surviving for maybe two weeks to a month.
"You see-"
Shigaraki then made the poor mistake of reaching into his coat pocket and as soon as he did, Mimic and Kurono were on the scene. Although Y/N felt like they were doing too much, Chisaki could have defended himself and killed Shigaraki if he wanted to.
"Hands where I can see them, stop acting like you're in charge here." Kurono plainly spoke, holding a gun to his head while part of Mimic's body split open and a very muscular arm grabbed his shoulder.
"Yeah, who the hell do you think yOU ARE YOU little punk!?"
A fun sounding voice crack from Mimic.
Y/N didn't move and she didn't really want to anyway, she figured that if this guy wasn't going to kill her, Chisaki would at some point so she might as well let it all happen.
"Who do you think you are? One of your disposable thugs against our hikiishi? The scales are far from even, and let's not forget Compress's arm, we expect concessions in return from what we lost." Shigaraki glared, speaking in an intimidating yet raspy voice.
"... Kurono, Mimic, stand down, he came all this way to make his offer, the least we can do is hear the guy out." Chisaki sighed, lifting his hand out in a gesture for Shigaraki. "By all means, continue."
"Like I said before your friends got jumpy, I want details, we can start with this."
And with that, Shigaraki proceeds to take out a small red syringe-like bullet made for a gun.
Y/N's neck tensesd up immediately, guilt returning to her stomach once more.
She made the container to hold Eri's blood. That was the little girl's blood but Y/N was the one that made the specialized container so it wouldn't revert it, she put the blood in there. She hated this, all of it.
"It's part of the plan right?"
"... That's right." Chisaki hesitantly replied as he sat up. He probably didn't want to talk about this right now and honestly, neither did Y/N.
"A strange thing happened to Compress after he was shot with this, he couldn't use his quirk for a while, so i'd like to know what this is and what you're planning to do with it."
Chisaki didn't respond at first and another uncomfortable silence covered the room, it was like a thick fog and Y/N felt like if she took a breath, she would die.
"Tell me." Shigaraki repeats himself, setting the syringe bullet down on the table.
"It'll break the natural order of things... They say All For One ruled by stealing other peoples quirks, I've taken his method and fine tuned it a little."
Y/N felt out of place. She hated being evil.
"I've already begun spreading my roots across this country... Little by little, piece by piece, we're laying the groundwork for what's to come."
Another moment of silence and Shigaraki all of a sudden, stands up and turns to leave. He was so abrupt to leave that it made Y/N nervous for a second, as long as she didn't have to be alone with a man like that, she'd be fine.
She's sure she'll be fine and even if she wasn't, at least it was an eventful evening while it lasted.
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Fanfiction⋆┊┊┊┊ ➶ 𓆉｡˚ ✧┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ °┊┊ .𓆟 ͎. ｡˚ ° In which, one of Eri's caretakers is saved with her and is asked to join UA as a 're-teaching' of life. Her being an abnormally strong girl was of course a bonus, but for the most part, she's just along for...
