NOMU (kiribaku)

Who Did This

The class had been incredibly glum since Kirishima's disappearance almost a month ago. I slumped over to my seat and copied the rest of the class in laying my head down. The room was silent, sorrowful looks on every face in the room.

"Listen up class," Aizawa walked into the classroom. "There's some news about Kirishia's kidnapper." Everyone's heads poked up and he had our undevided attention. "The police determined that this isn't a random kidnapping, seeing as they haven't asked his family for any money. They're now considering this entire class suspects along with anyone else he had regular contact with."

Pikachu was the first to jump up, "Kirishima was my best friend! How could they consider me a suspect!?"

"Your closeness with him doesn't prove your innocence, please just tell the truth and you will all be fine.

They will be questioning you one at a time in the principals office, until its your turn to go, do whatever you want to stay calm. You can go home if you want when you're done."

I may be the best help in this investigation, he was in a dark room, I'm betting a basement of some sort and was being held captive by soeone with yellow hair. But they would ask how I knew all that, maybe I can't help.

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"When did you last speak to him?"

"The day he went missing.."

"What were you talking about? Do you remember?"

I swallowed. "Uh, well we were texting. He said he wanted to talk to me, that something was scaring him.."

"Did he tell you what was making him uneasy?"

"No, I told him we could talk about it at school the next day, then we stopped talking and he didn't come." I fought back the tears and the lump foring in my throat.

"In your opinion, is it possible that he ran away?"

"What? No. He wouldn't-"

"Do you have any other imformation that could help us in the investigation?"

I can't hold back. "I used astroprojection to see him, he was underground, in a basement probably, it was very dark, I also saw the person that kidnapped him, he had yellow hair, he was kinda young too, not that tall." I rambled quickly, the officer's pen froze on the page as he stared at me with wide eyes.

"That's incredibly helpful, thank you mr. Bakugou. You may leave now. Send Denki Kaminari down when you get back to class."

I slowly headed down the hall, my head hanging low. I peeked my head through the door, "Kaminari.. It's your turn..."

He jumped up and I left, I just went to the courtyard, not wanting to go home. I sat down on a bench, maybe I should try to see him again. Every other time I tried, I couldnt focus enough to see him, maybe now that I talked to the police I can do it.

I closed my eyes and tried to picture his smile, but the only image I could see was the horrified look on his face. Whatever. I need to see him. I focused on the memory, no matter how much it pained me to think about.

I opened my eyes and I was in the room again. My heart started racing and tears rushed down my face as I looked at him.

His body was shaking as his head hung low and tears fell to the floor, his shirt had been ripped off and thrown in the corner. The cloth that was around his mouth now hung loosely over his shoulders, small bruises littered his chest and neck. His hair now hung messily tousled over his face, shaking with the rest of him.

I fell to my knees, staring at the hickeys and bite marks all over him. "I swear, I'm gonna kill whoever did this to you," I whispered, promising myself and covering my tear-filled eyes.

It started raining and I was taken out of the vision as my clothes were soaked. I pulled out my umbrella and ran home.

I grabbed a change of clothes and quickly put on the pair of grey sweatpants and black t-shirt. I layed in bed after getting a drink of water, turning off the ringer on my phone and locking the door.

I cleared my mind, going back to the dark room immediately after closing my eyes. I told myself I would stay here as long as I could to figure out who had taken him. I sat against the wall opposite of him and held back my tears as I watched him cry and shake out of fear, his quiet sobs echoing in the otherwise silent room.

He began muttering incoherent words under his breath, shaking his head, making his tears fall faster. His muttering bacame slightly louder and more understandable until I heard what he was saying completely.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. please help me.. Please... H-he kept-- and he- I can't do this- anymore. Somebody.. help me..."

I hid my face in my hand as he continued begging for help. "I dont know where you are..." I muttered to myself.

The door screeched as it opened and revealed who was in the doorway. I became so angry and felt so stupid when I finally saw his face. The answer was so clear, right in front of me this whole time, I can't beleive I didn't realize sooner.

"The police suspect our whole class now.." He sighed, closing the door and walking down the stairs.

"Y-you'll b-be caught soon enough.." Kirishima whimpered.

"I know, but right now," he got close to his face. "Your mine," he hummed in his ear. He pulled back and grabbed Kirishima's jaw, pulling him into a rough kiss.

I reached out and tried to him off of him, but of course my hands just went straight through him. "Stop!!! You asshole, I'm gonna fucking kill you!!"

He dragged his tongue along Kirishima's cheek as he started planting kisses down his neck. He kept trying to pull away but couldn't as he was tied down to the chair.

"Don't struggle, it'll be more fun if you let it happen,.." he hummed against his neck.

I collapsed beside the two, trying not to hear what he was doing to Kirishima as I just layed in bed. But I couldn't leave, just like how getting distracted can pull me out of a vision, being focused is what keeps me there.

And right now, I cant focus on anything else as I cried on the floor with my ears covered, listening the the disgusted whimpers and moans of the two in front of me.

Does anybody know who it is? I think I'm having way too much fun writing this part of the story lol.