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Y WRISTS WERE SNATCHED AS BAKUGOU LED ME TO THE MAIN ROOM, WHERE THERE WAS A LARGE ROUND TABLE WITH ABOUT FIFTEEN OR SO SEATS PLACED AROUND IT. There was only a few faces I didn't recognise. We arrived with Sero behind us, the rest of the group staring at us. My wrists were released and with a growl and a point, I was made to sit down.
"Okay, now that the victim is here, we can initiate the plan." Bakugou hissed, sitting down at the biggest seat. I saw Kirishima besides me sigh.
"Bakubro, she's not a victim. Treat her like a person, will 'ya?" He sighed, looking with concern at the ashen blonde. I felt a smile creep onto my face, mentally thanking the red rocket. A 'tch' was heard across the table.
"What-fucking-ever. Do you prefer prisoner then?" He sneered, the sarcasm evident. "That's besides the point. Bat bitch." He glared at me from across the table. I gave a look that said, 'whatever you want, it's not going to happen.' "You either accept this plan, or face consequences. As far as I'm concerned, you're the only one fit for the job." He grumbled, seemingly upset with this 'plan', but then again, isn't he always mad?
"You mind explaining whatever this 'plan' is? And then, I can say no." I sassed, frowning at the male. He was visibly agitated.
"You little fuckin'... Shitty hair, explain it for her." He muttered, crossing his arms while putting his shoes on the table. Kirishima coughed besides me, holding a fist over his mouth. I turned to see him give me a wide, shark like smile. Deadly, but cute at the same time.
"Alright! So, the plan is for you and Bakubro to go to the annual gang meet up and to make new alliances with people. This will help us take down Todoroki!" He cheered, but something in his voice made him seem upset. I felt my jaw drop. I turned back to see Bakugou with a cocky grin.
"What were those consequences again?" I ask, sweatdropping. A tick mark appeared on Bakugou's forehead as he stood up and slammed his hands on the table.
"HUH? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! YOU EITHER DO IT OR DIE!!" He roared, making the people next to him shy away.
"Guess I'll die then." I shrug, crossing my arms. I saw Kaminari to my left whine.
"You can't die! We haven't even had our first date." He sulked, throwing his hands up. I looked back to Bakugou.
"Yeah, I'll definitely take a big scoop of death, thanks." I couldn't help but let a smirk plaster itself to my face. I watched as the angry ash blonde proceeded to try and tear his hair out, mumbling insults and curses as he went. I felt a tap on my right shoulder. The red head put his lips up to my ear.
"Y'know you don't exactly have a choice, right? Bakubro's unmanly like that." He whispered. I gave a slow nod as I watched in amusement.
"Its the little things that count, Kiri. Just let me enjoy this for a little longer." He gave a snicker before leaning back, enjoying the blondes frustration with me.
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"How... how did I get roped into this?" I mumble sourly. I heard Bakugou click his tongue. I was currently walking with him towards a large mansion, with beaming white lights and soft music. I was forced to wear a F/C dress with a crimson bow wrapped, tightly I might add, around my waist. It was made to 'bring out my curves', but to me it was straight torture. My hair was also braided at the back and was allowed to fall freely around my face, which I was thankful for. I flat out refused to wear heels, so I wore my F/C vans instead.
My 'partner', Bakugou, wore a pitched black suit with a crimson bowtie, matching my ribbon. He also had a F/C handkerchief that stuck out from his chest pocket. I could admit that he looked really good, but just not to him. His ego already planted the flag on the moon afterall. Even if I hated the guy, his attractiveness was painstakingly obvious.
Too bad I'm not exactly interested.
I had my arm, rather forcefully, linked with his as we made our way inside. The smell of cigar smoke intensified as we entered a crowded ballroom. I kept a straight face as I looked around, at nothing in particular. Yet.
"Bakugou. I see you've come with a pet." I whipped my head around to see a thin man wearing a light blue tuxedo, with crimson eyes that stared at me. He had shaggy light blue hair that he didn't bother to brush. It also looked like he didn't know what the sun was. I felt Bakugou's arm tense under my grip.
"Excus-"
"What do you want, Shigaraki?" Bakugou snapped, interrupting me. He gave a sickly smile as he eyed me.
"I dont believe we've met. Tomura Shigaraki, pleased to meet you dear." He greeted, giving a small bow. I gave a slow nod, my face not letting any emotion slip.
"Uh, Eycho. Nice to meet you." I reply. I was strictly told not to tell anyone my first name, for it would be used against me incase someone needed. I saw Shigaraki's smile increase.
"My, you have indeed found yourself a pretty one." He commented. I felt disgusted, but just kept it in. If I had let my mouth run, the whole operation could be compromised. Which wouldn't be so bad mind you. Pretty bad for me however.
"Yeah, tell me something I don't know. Now scram, before I make you into paste." The blonde hissed, glaring at the male. For once, I couldn't agree more with him. This mans got to go. Shigaraki huffed in annoyance before nodding and walking away, clearly intimidated by Bakugou.
"You get talked to by anyone of these weaklings, you fuckin' tell me. Got it?" He whispered, leaning down to whisper in my ear. I gave a slow nod of my head, wondering why he was suddenly being so protective. I peered through the crowd and located a table of food and drinks, mostly liquors. I gasped as I released my arm with Bakugou's and hurried though the crowds towards the table.
"Y/N! Fucking wait up!" I heard him, but when I turned around, I didn't see him. I shrugged, deeming him too slow to catch up. I turned back around, only to hit what could only be described as a brick wall. I felt an arm wrap itself around my waist, as another grabbed my wrist. I looked up and gasped.
