Maybe We'll fix Each Other

Chapter 4

The League was at the end of their rope. It had been almost a week since Dabi had disappeared with the girl, nearly five days since Giran had given them intel on the man's whereabouts. Shigaraki's anger had only grown with each day, and they were all ready to tear Dabi apart.

"We think this is the building, boss," Spinner said, finger jammed down onto the map. He had had enough of Dabi's shit and the trainwrecks the man seemed to leave in his wake for the League. He was ready to take the bastard down.

Shigaraki gave a sharp nod and stood abruptly, a snarl on his face as he grabbed his dessicated hands and threw them into place. He stormed out the door.

Kurogiri stood as well, adjusting his vest. "Let's go," he said, following after Shigaraki with Spinner and Compress on his heels.

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Aizawa slammed his hands down on his desk in frustration. He was getting nowhere. With a groan, he leaned back and dug the heels of his palms into his eyes, trying to force his lack of sleep out of them.

He's been working for days now. It had been practically a week since Eri had vanished in the clutches of the damned arsonist, and Aizawa felt no closer to finding her than he had when she'd disappeared.

He dropped his hands from his face and stood, turning to gaze out the window in his office. Perhaps he'd overlooked something. Some vital clue that would give a new angle to his search. But what?

Aizawa was torn from his thoughts by his door slamming open. He whipped around, hand instinctively going to his scarf and eyes lighting red.

"Sensei!"

Aizawa sighed and dropped out of his stance. Midoriya and Togata.

"Yes?" he asked tiredly, taking a step back towards his desk and absently scanning the files he'd been pouring over for the past several straight hours.

"We have a lead!" the students said frantically, their words crashing over each other in their fervor to get them out.

Aizawa's gaze snapped to theirs.

"Explain," he said bluntly. "Now."

Midoriya spread out a map over Aizawa's files as Togata did his best to flatten out the folds.

"Togata and I were out canvassing–" Midoriya began.

"Canvassing?" Aizawa cut him off, eyes narrowing in disapproval. "We told you to leave the field investigation to the Pro Heroes. You could run into extreme danger. Dabi is one of the most wanted villains in the country."

Both students at least had the decency to look chastised, though Aizawa could tell they would do it again if they felt it was right. Ugh. He let out a frustrated sigh, running both of his hands down his face.

Giving them a dead expression, he prompted Midoriya to continue with his hand. He then waited with his arms crossed.

Midoriya brightened. "We were asking around to see if anyone had seen either Dabi or Eri!"

Togata jumped in, just as eager. "And we found someone who saw them!"

Aizawa perked up, dropping his arms to his sides. "Where?" he asked, putting his hands on the desk and examining the map intently.

"Here!" Midoriya and Togata said together, both of their fingers pointing to where they had spoken with their source.

Aizawa frowned as he looked at what they had written down, then glanced up at them with slight disbelief. "A soba shop?"