Ramé {My Hero Academia Soulmate AU; Reader x Tamaki Amajiki}

~Chapter 2~

     The morning sun flickered through large glass panes. It was a quiet morning, the type which one would like to sleep in, not seated in a council meeting. The crown prince, Shouto Todoroki, eyes drooped, while his crown sagged on his head. He looked disheveled and aggravated.
      "Following the new agreement with the neighboring villages official trading routes will—" One of the council members spoke, "Your highness?"
        Todoroki hummed in acknowledgment, as his eyes glanced up at the councilman, "What is it?"
      "Do your guards always act like this...?"
        The prince sighed as he turned to face his guards. One was a bright blond who cheerily smiled and bounced on his legs, his eyes were a bright cartoonish blue which complimented his blond hair. He bore iron armor with gold embellishments and a dull red cape. His partner, on the other hand, was much more gloomy. His forehead was pressed against the wall as he fiddled with his fingernails. He had shaggy black hair and matching eyes. His armor was made of the same material as his partner, however he also wore a gray hooded cloak .
        "Yes, please continue with the meeting."
       "But your Highness they are quite distracting,"
       "Fine, meeting is adjourned."
      "Wait! Sir!"
       Todoroki rose from his seat and made his way towards the exit. His guards followed behind. A satisfied hum came from the prince's mouth, he no longer had to deal with boring meetings for the moment.
      "Wow, sir, just as impatient as ever!" The blond laughed, "Couldn't you have just excused us?"
"Mirio, aren't you being a tad to comfortable with your boss?"
"Sorry, sir!"

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"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"How about now?"
        With a rub to her temples, (Name) muttered another exasperated, "No."
"How about—"
       "SHUT THE FUCK UP, SHITTY HAIR!"
"For once I agree with Blondie." (Name) rolled her eyes and focused on maneuvering her cart through a rough patch on the trail they were currently on. "If you're so bored," She started, "shift into your dragon form and fly on ahead." She couldn't understand Kirishima's logic, he knew he would become bored, yet he still insisted on riding along on the merchandise carriage. Bakugou grumbled, a sign that he agreed with (Name).
        At the moment (Name) and her plus two were en route to a nearby village. The village neighbored a large kingdom, which was (Name)'s final destination. The kingdom was named Steamton, an ironic name considering the fact the kingdom mass-produced steampunk items. Steamton was ruled with a heavy-fist and rarely allowed outside traders to enter. However, (Name) was able to forge some handy trading documents with the help of a certain prince.
       "What village are we going to again?"
       "It's called Tatooine, fucking listen shitty hair."
       "Thanks, I guess?" Kirishima sighed, but quickly became alert, "Uh, guys, I smell some trouble."
        "What you took a shit or something?"
       "No, Bakugou...I smell gunpowder."
        (Name) casually shrugged, "Probably some bandits." She steered the cart to the side of the road and then hopped off, "Let's scout ahead. I'll take left, Kirishima take the air, Bakugou take right."
      The duo nodded and parted ways. (Name) stalked ahead and analyzed her surroundings. In her peripheral she could spot a flowing river, while almost everywhere else were trees, with the occasional berry bush. The area was eerily quiet, all one could hear was the flowing water, no cheery birdsongs or the scurrying of squirrels.
         (Name) walked towards the shallow river and took out her canteen from under her cloak. Even though she rarely drank the life-giving sustenance, she would sometimes humor a worried Kirishima with a sip of water after some hard liquor. As she began filling it up, she heard shuffling from behind. Unfortunately she was too slow to turn around, the butt of a gun was slammed to the back of her head, disorientating (Name). Her head roughly collided with the water, harming her further. She blubbered around for a second or so, before her attacker grabbed the back of her cloak.
      "Now, you're gonna give me all you have like a good girl, or else." The attacker lifted (Name) up, revealing her bloody head and now matted hair.
      "Ooh..." She coughed and hacked, "I'm so...scared~!" The assailant growled in irritation as they slammed (Name)'s head back into the water.
'Fuck! I need to get my hands on them to use my magic!!' She tried to lift her arms, but could only bend them back so far. The bandit laughed at her futile attempts, as they shoved her head further into the water.
Finally, with a kick of her hoofed foot, the assailant lost their grip on (Name)'s back. (Name) quickly got up and dusted herself off. She glared at the bandit, who was a tall male, with blonde hair and a pair of, black eyes covered by long lashes. "Damn, you're pretty muscular. How about I call you that? Muscular!" She dramatically made jazz hands, "Suits you, eh?"
'Muscular' gave a smirk, "Not a bad nickname, now I guess we're doing this the hard way."
(Name) sprinted forward with her arms outstretched. If she could get a good grip on him, he would be finished. Muscular cackled at the girl as he stood in his place. He was obviously cocky, and overconfident in his abilities. (Name) feinted going right, and when Muscular took the bait she spun left and flipped over his form. Once she landed, she jumped onto Muscular's back. Now on his back, (Name) placed her hands onto his neck.
          With clenched eyes, (Name) activated her magic. Muscular's neck bubbled, as small pimple like growths showed onto his neck. The growths grew as they turned into a pinkish-purple color. Muscular hissed as he clawed at his neck. Just as she was about to deactivate her magic, a pounding roar was heard. (Name) flinched and lost her hold on Muscular's neck. She flailed her arms before grabbing onto his hair. Her hand placed itself over his left side of his face.
       "Kirishima down her—"
        A loud pop followed by a squelch was heard. Muscular screamed as best as he could, considering the fact his neck was covered in large growths. The scream instead surface as a pained groan. He toppled to the ground, his hands cradling his face
          (Name) hopped off his back, concern decorating her features. She made sure to apply her magic in an area were if would easily fade away.
         'Fuck, that means I didn't deactivate my magic...!'
        Muscular lowered his arms to the ground and glared up at (Name), "I'll get you back, just you wait!" He rose to his feet and slowly, but surely made his retreat. She didn't chase after him, she just couldn't.
      All (Name) could see was red.

Published- July 14, 2019
I wrote this chapter out of spite, you can thank cherryblossomsamurai