devoted || ᵐᵃᶠᶦᵃᵎᵇⁿʰᵃ

32 - Up In Flames

I winced, feeling the burnt skin of Dabi brush against my finger tips. I kept my mouth shut, however, only because I didn't want to become a rostisery chicken. The sound of cheering and chatter made my ears spike up and twitch towards the commotion. In sight, there was a large open space, with crowds of people that was tucked away behind tall buildings and a giant bridge.

Inspecting a little closer, I saw most men crowding around something, a very cheery male showcasing off the hidden display. I sighed, walking with my 'charming' escort towards the crowds, blending in almost perfectly. Glancing through the crowd, I noticed that the two purplettes were walking casually through the crowds, each holding red cups in their purple suits. You've seen movies.

"Hey doll face, there's the guy." I was nudged by the side, Dabi leaning in closer, motioning towards the bigger crowd ahead of the smaller groups in front of us. My mouth made an O shape in understanding,  getting what he was putting forwards. We walked towards them, peeking around the crooks to see what was being so closely examined.

"There." I whispered, eyes locking onto a small stack of papers. Men with cigars and holding very obvious guns stood behind the display, grins wide as the puff of smoke rose. I remembered the documents from eariler, so I was positive that it was them.

"What 'ya thinking?" He whispers, making me glance around at everyone. I gave a gasp as I saw a particular group conversing with a large man. I stepped back and hid besides Dabi, the blackette looking down at me curiously as I peeked around him.

"Damnit, Dabi, they can't know I'm here." I whisper, not taking my eyes off the group. He followed my gaze and gave a chuckle.

"Oh shit, didn't know they were gonna ruin the party." Bakugou's group was here, locked and loaded with pistols and larger firearms as they talked to a large thug, who simply gave brief shakes of the head and glares. "What's the plan with them, doll?" He asks, nudging me again. I shrugged before sighing, focusing back on the presentation that was happening.

"Avoid them I guess. We can't be seen." I say firmly, pulling Dabi along as I made my way to the large crowd of onlookers.

"Fine by me." He huffs, sarcasm in his tone. We stood still, watching a male with an expensive suit, jewerly and a cigar boast about the piece of papers, which weren't even his to begin with.

"This valuable piece of documentation, is previously valued at 7471550 yen! The bidding will start soon, so keep your money hot folks!" The large man announces, waving his hat around so that he gained more attention. I exchanged a glance with Dabi, which told me that we needed to hurry.

"I'll go tell the dweebs, find something that'll make a huge distraction." I whisper, with him returning it with a nod. Before I made my way through the crowds like the blackette male, I glanced back to see Bakugou's group gone and out of sight. I cursed under my breathe, turning to dash through the crowds.

I focused into the conversations around me, closing my eyes to try and pinpoint either Kishi's or Shinsou's voice.

"That's the papers 'fo 'tha military goodies, ain't it?"

"They really expect this scrap piece of paper to not be stolen? Fuckin' daft, they are."

"What's with all this high security? What's the big deal?"

"Hell yeah I'm biddin'! You'd be dumb not to go for that gold."

"Shinbro, I don't think this is water."

I opened my eyes and looked over to the left, seeing a pair of messy, purple heads at the food table. I rolled my eyes, cutting through the crowd. Before I could taste salvation, something grabbed my hand, tugging me hard through the crowd. The opposite way. I didn't get a chance to scream as my head was pressed into a chest.

"Y/N?! What are you doing here?!" I pushed myself from the silky fabrics to notice the colour of bright red. My soul left my body as my eyes cascaded upwards, meeting ruby orbs that stared at me.

"U-Uhm, hey Kiri. Fancy seeing you here." I chuckled nervously, knowing that I was so dead. However, he seemed more worried then me.

"Bakugou's been going psycho! Why didn't you come back tonight? You were supposed to!" He whisper shouted, leaning closer to me. I froze, biting the inside of my cheek.

Oh fuck. I forgot. Again.

"I- something big came up, and I needed to take care of it. It's for a friend, and I need to do it because I fucked up." I explain, looking at the ground. "I'll apologize to Bakugou later, I just need to get this done." I looked up to see him frowning. Letting out a sigh, he let go of my shoulders.

"If... if he sees you, then he'll flip out. You're not really supposed to be here..." he looks back around the corner to which he dragged me, giving a small frown before glancing back to me. "What are you doing here? Especially by yourself! Do you know how dangerous it is here?" He suddenly perked up, eyes widened as he looked at me, his gaze quite serious. I gave a confused look, before giggling.

"Kiri, you're too sweet. I'm fine, really. I've got friends who are meant to be watching my back." I gave a positive smile, putting the red head to ease, somewhat. He stepped forwards, hands in my shoulders as he leaned down to look me in the eyes.

"Are you sure you're going to be safe, Y/N?" He asked, his usually bright and cheery tone gone, now replaced with a serious and very unlike Kirishima trait. I nodded firmly, returning a confident look.

"You don't need to worry, Kiri. I'll be safe. However-" I pointed to the gun sticking out from his grey suit jacket, the black rebounding off the red vest underneath. "-I'm more concerned on what you plan to do with that." I smirk, looking back at him. He paused before giving a toothy grin, leaning back as he rubbed his neck.

"Well, Bakubro said that we needed to be stacked with guns and such. I don't really need it, but I had to have at least one. It's kinda unmanly." He gave a chuckled, but was interrupted by the sound of glass smashing and people screaming, then the sound of gun fire. The red head immediately sprung into action, covering me with his body as his nice and clean suit ripped from his skin hardening and jutting out.

"Uh oh." I whispered, looking out over his shoulder to see blue flames rising to the top.

"I SAID A DISTRACTION! NOT A FUNERAL!!" I almost snorted at Kishi waving his arms around, beckoning for the male to stop, but thought better of it and focussed in.

"Kiri, could you do me a favour?" I ask quickly, watching as his eyes skimmed the crowds of people running away. He looked at me and shook his head quickly.

"No no no! I know what you're going to say! I have 'ta protect you!" He shrieked, holding me tighter. I sighed before crouching down suddenly. I quickly stepped back, jumped back up and stood on my tip toes, delivering a kiss on the cheek of the male. He stuttered while I was already running.

"Just keep away Bakugou!" I yelled back, watching his confused gaze as he touched his cheek. I dashed towards the chaos of gunfire, flames, and other quirks being used. I ran to Kishi and stood by his side as he held up a man with ease with his shadow limb.

"Well dosent this just look peachy." I remark, frowning at it all. He dropped the guy and shrugged.

"Well, allow me to welcome you to hell."