Burning love |Dabi ff

chapter 13

Shigaraki stood there, watching me with a look that made me shiver. I thought he'd mock me or not care at all, but he stayed calm, almost like he understood all the feelings swirling inside me. The silence felt heavy after my outburst.

"You're right," he finally said, his voice quiet and steady. "They don't understand. They don't see what we've been through." He stepped closer, his stare intense but oddly kind. "You're not alone. We've all been let down by those so-called heroes. They judge us without knowing what real pain feels like."

I looked up at him, surprised by how sincere he sounded. It was unusual to see this side of Shigaraki, especially after everything that just happened. I expected him to be angry or frustrated, but he just seemed... resigned. "I know what it's like to be ignored and treated badly," he continued. "That fuels us, right? Our anger? Our desire to change the world?"

I nodded slowly, feeling a strange bond forming between us. He wasn't just a cold leader; he was someone who understood the hurt of being abandoned. "We can change things," he said firmly. "Together. But we need to turn that anger into something stronger. We need to make them listen." "Yeah," I said, still thinking about what he'd said. "But how? It feels like we're losing."

"You'd be surprised. We've already made an impact. They fear us. They fear what we could become." He spoke and grinned like crazy.

"Come with me, Katsu; change the world with me." Shigaraki said and held out his hand for me to grab. I thought for a moment but then took his hand and looked at him confided. "Let's change the world together, Tomura Shigaraki." I said, and I saw a grin behind the hand on his face.

Dabi woke up a few hours later as I sat next to him thinking about stuff. When I heard noise, I looked to the side. "Dabi." I said in relief and quickly hugged him tightly. "Katsu?" He asked, and I slowly nodded. "Yeah, it's me. I'm so glad you're okay." I mumbled as I held him close. Ash was sleeping next to him peacefully.

"What happened?" He asked a little confused, and I told him the whole story after the villains just attacked us. "I really don't get it." I said with a shaky voice. "What?" Dabi asked me. "After everything that happened in my life, I was never ever so scared, and I don't even know why! I only know you for maybe a few months; I don't know maybe 1 or 2 months, and I care for you more than I do for anybody." I told him exhausted. "I practically know nothing about you!" I said, and he kept quiet.

A few minutes passed until I heard his voice. "My real name is Touya Todoroki." He started and surprised I looked up at him, but he was looking at the ground as he spoke. "I'm the first son of the hero Endeavor, and with that, his first failure. I was supposed to be the perfect heir, the one who would surpass all the great heroes," he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I never lived up to his expectations. I was too weak, too... human. My father didn't see me that way, though. He saw a project, a chance to prove themselves."

I felt a lump in my throat as I listened. "Dabi, I—" I started, but he raised his hand to stop me.

"No, let me finish," he insisted, still avoiding my gaze. "When my quirk manifested, it was powerful. I could produce and control blue flames. But instead of celebrating, my father tried to stop me from doing so. I was just a child, and I wanted his approval more than anything."

As he spoke, I could see the pain etched in his features, the weight of his past bearing down on him. "I wanted to be a hero like him. I wanted to make him proud. But every time I failed, every time I disappointed him, it pushed me further away from who I was meant to be."

Dabi paused, taking a deep breath as if gathering the courage to reveal his deepest secrets. "One day, I pushed myself too far during training. I got burned—really burned. My father saw the scars and wanted me to stop training, but I didn't listen. One day, by training, it was too much, and I burned my whole body. I was unconscious for 3 years; after that, I became who I am now. A monster"

My heart ached for him. "You're not a monster, Dabi. You're... you're more than that," I said softly, trying to bridge the chasm of his despair with my words.

He finally met my gaze, the intensity of his eyes sending shivers down my spine. "But I chose this path. I embraced the darkness because it felt better than being rejected by my own family. I became Dabi, the villain, and I've tried to distance myself from Touya."

"And that is not bad." I said and took his face in my hands. "Look at me; before we met, I was Katsumi Bakugo and you helped me; you made the person of me I am now, Katsu from the League Of Villains, you gave me this family, and I love it." I said as I looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Listen, I don't care if you're Dabi or Touya. I accept you the way you are, because... because you are my hero." I said, and he looked at me stunned until he suddenly brought our faces together and kissed me.

The kiss held everything in it. Love, passion, hatred, sadness. We separated, and Dabi put our foreheads against one another. "I'm your hero, huh?" He mumbled cocky, and I softly hummed in agreement. "You are. You really are..." I said, and he smiled softly as he closed his eyes. "I like that."