Through The Forest Of Flames

Chap 41- Dance Interrupted

"You're seriously copying his special move?"

"Question me again, and I'll put that mouth to better use, doll."

You were laying on your giant bed, one of your elbows holding you up so you can look at Touya's face, your other hand on his warm chest.

"Ain't gonna be his 'special move' when I make it better," Touya continued, his eyes closed with his hands behind his head, a smirk sitting on his face.

You rolled your eyes, fully aware he couldn't see it. "And how do you plan on making it better? That fucker burned up my Nomu with that bullshit move." You quipped, poking one of his staples as his eyes finally opened to look at you.

He didn't answer for a moment, instead finding yourself pinned under him as he chuckled, making you blink rapidly with the sudden movement. His cerulean eyes found your e/c ones as his grin widened enough to pull on his staples.

"Because I'm going to kill him with it."

The answer was simple. But you were too busy getting lost in the oceans of his eyes. They were like tidal waves, pulling you in, drowning you in their depths as they sucked you under. It always mesmerized you, the way his eyes flickered just as bright as his flames. Their glow pulling you in like a moth to a flame. Enrapturing you, even when the exchange was death, you still willingly went.

Your hand was gently caressing his cheek when you came back to your senses, your heart thumping against your ribs as you smiled.

"Crazy bastard," you whispered, his eyebrow raising at your goofy grin.

He clicked his tongue, his eyes rolling; "and?"

You shook your head, wrapping your hand around the back of his neck to pull him down to meet your lips. The action caught him off guard for a moment before he returned the kiss, deepening it to reciprocate your feelings without words needing to be said.

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"Flash fire fist!"

This almost seemed too good to be true. In only a few moments, everything you and Touya ever wanted would be given to you on a flaming platter. The thought had your fists tightening, the sharpness of Machia's back digging into your knuckles as you watched with wide eyes.

"Prominence-"

In a flash, your body was bound in restraints, the breath shooting out of your lungs as something was squeezing you. Machia's body was completely wrapped, pulling him down face first as you and Touya dangled in the air, his fire disappearing. You opened your mouth to speak, but the breath caught in your throat as the restraints pulled tight around your ribs.

"Sorry I'm late everyone," a voice called out, your head barely lifting to see the source. "From here on out, Best Jeanist is back!"

The anger rose back up in your chest at the sight of the denim-clad hero, looking more alive than when you saw him quite a few months ago. Back then, his body was tucked into a bag, the blood leaking all over the inside of it when Hawks hand delivered it to you and Touya.

"How the hell are you alive, huh?! The corpse I saw was real!" Touya yelled at the hero, voicing your thoughts exactly.

You felt like your bones were going to snap with how tight the restraints were. Spinner started yelling at Tomura to wake up as a blast sounded off near Touya, your head barely able to move to catch a glimpse of Shoto shooting off towards him.

As another hero, a younger looking one with blue hair, flew up above Machia and aimed a blast towards Spinner and Tomura, a blast of blue flames sent her flying. Touya's flames caught your restraints on fire, dropping you onto Machia's back with a hard thud, his deranged laugh filling the air.