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6. Hostage Crisis pt. 2

You were invisible. You were inside the school, standing outside the hostage room, planning out how you would get into the room without being seen, and immobilizing the hostiles and rescuing all of the noncooperative children.

Fucking A. They couldn't have chosen a slightly older age group? These little rich shits won't know left from right. Have to make sure they don't give my position away before I can succeed.

You exhaled deeply and prepared to make the door disappear, enter and apprehend the criminals, when suddenly the door is slammed open by one of the gun-wielding crook. He was swearing and grumbling, about needing to take a piss.

In that quick moment, you slipped into the classroom. The remaining four hostage-takers, were luckily grouped neatly together in front of the children, away from the windows. You loosened your invisible capture tape, and approached silently.

As you raised your arms above your head to lasso the villains together, a small smile cracked across your face. You felt like Wonder Woman with her lasso of truth, except your lasso didn't make the bad guys confess, your fists were another matter. Looping around the bad guys, she squeezed them together. They all began yelling and shouting in confusion. The children began crying in fear.

Before a gun could go off, you swooped in and ripped the weapons from their grip. Revealing yourself quickly, you shushed the children and they quieted down immediately. Hmmm lucky first try. You thought to yourself. Tying them together you kept them super snug and added restraints to their hands, and placed the weapons away from all people and made them invisible, in case someone got loose.

Now, back to being invisible, you waited at the entryway, the fifth and final assailant couldn't pee forever. The door creaked open, and his voice was heard before he was seen.

"Sorry guys, catheters really fucking suck. Can't piss whenever I want... gotta insert it... ever try to catheterize-holy fu-" and before he could finish his sentence, you'd captured him with your tape, become visible again, and stripped him of his weapon.

"Nighteye, the children are safe and the bad guys are apprehended." You breathed into your headset.

"Excuse me, lady?" A quiet voice interrupted your thoughts. You turned quickly, could six year olds talk?

"Yes? How may I help you?" You responded sweetly, crouching down to their level.

"Can we go home now? I miss my mommy." And the girl's bottom lip began to quiver. Then, 24 other bottom lips began quivering.

"Oh honey, don't you worry! The bad guys are out, so now we are going to get you home safe and sound!" You smiled really wide and opened your arms, you didn't know why, but something inside you said let the children love you. As the door opened for the police and your boss, Sir Nighteye, they saw only your super curly hair in a sea of small clinging children. You were somehow holding 12 children and the 13 others stood or kneeled around you as you had a light show going off above your heads to keep them entertained and quiet.

"Ahem. Night Sprite." You quickly shifted your attention from the children and your light show to the men standing in the doorway. The children's gazes shifted in unison to stare at the now welcoming police officers and social workers that stood behind them. Then, in one wave of toddlers they abandoned you and ran to the police. You exhaled deeply, that had to have been the most exhausting part of the mission. Nighteye crouched down to you, your legs out in front of you and your hands keeping you in a sitting position.

"Great job Night Sprite. Definitely the quickest resolution to a hostage crisis we've seen ever. You don't have to worry about the paperwork, I've already got it filed." His voice soothed you. You cocked your head to the side and smiled.

"Thank you Sā. Oops, sorry. Nighteye. That was exhausting. And I don't mean the apprehension part. Could you drive me home? I'm not in the mood to ride the train." He smiled at you and stood up, extending his long hand to you.

"Of course, Y/N. Why don't I treat us to a dinner, we haven't properly celebrated your promotion and now your success." Accepting his hand, you pulled yourself up. You smiled even wider, you knew exactly what you wanted to eat for dinner too.

"Yes please, but only if you let me change out of this outfit. Sorry to disappoint, but not wearing a Lycra bodysuit to dinner." He chuckled at your response and the two of you walked towards his car.

——————45 minutes later————-

You sat across from Sā Naitoai, Sir Nighteye, he was always so professional looking in his suit and you didn't want him to feel out of place, so you wore a slinky black dress, gold choker, and black chunky heels. This being said, the two of you were way too overdressed for the older ramen shop.

"Y/N, you didn't have to get all dressed up just to make me not look out of place. I'm used to getting stares." But what he wasn't saying was that he didn't think it was appropriate for him to be thinking the types of thoughts he was having about your silky lips, the perfect curve of your breasts within your scoop-neck dress. He wanted to watch you slip out of your spaghetti straps and watch the dress fall to the ground. He didn't realize that you'd noticed his pink cheeks, and averted gaze.

"Sā, any day I can fluster you with a great dress and a hot bowl of ramen, I will take advantage of it. On that note, here comes our food!" You smiled even brighter as your massive bowl with soba noodles and an assortment of veggies and brisket. You thanked the chef and proprietor, smiled once more at your friend/boss and then dig into your bowl with such vigor that he couldn't help but laugh.

He smiled as he watched you shovel food into your mouth and wondered lightly about where your future was headed. Unlike how he'd looked into All Might's future, he refused to even look a day ahead in your life. He didn't want to see you hurt, but he also didn't want to see whether or not he would ever kiss those soft lips.

"Sā, thank you for such a great evening. How's your food?!" You had drained your bowl, and sat expectantly waiting for his verdict on your favorite ramen shop.

"Definitely will return here, with or without you. But maybe in a more casual ensemble. Now let me drive you home." Sir Nighteye paid the tab and drove you home.

Sighing as you closed the door, you wistfully began to strip out of your clothes, taking your phone out to text the one friend who would appreciate this with you.

Y/N - I might be in trouble...
Ms. Joke - who do I need to kill?
Y/N- maybe my libido, because I might be falling for my boss!?!
Joke- OMFG. GET IT GIRL. (But maybe have another job lined up before you go for it just in case it doesn't workout)
Y/N- Lololol how did I know that this is how you'd respond. Xoxo night