Mephisto furrowed his brows and glanced between you and Aizawa at the end of the alley.
"I don't like to see you cry..." he whispered to you.
Titling your chin up, Mephisto cradled your face and caught a few tears. Your hand came up to the fabric of his blazer and gripped it tightly.
"Mephisto...." you sobbed.
Quickly the demon pulled you into his chest, rocking back and forth gently while he tried to sooth you.
"Let her go." Aizawa demanded.
What came over him, he wasn't sure, but he didn't like the fact this unknown man was holding you. Even if you did seem to know the odd man, Aizawa didn't trust him at all.
"Unfortunately I can't do that." Mephisto said coldly.
Aizawa went to take a step forward but his phone went, torn between checking it and keeping his eyes on you, he clenched his jaw and cursed under his breath. Pulling the phone out, he read over the alert, he was needed not far from there.
"Listen here-" he lifted his head, but you were both gone.
"Fuck!" He yelled.
Spinning around, he begun to run down the street pulling his goggles up to his eyes. As much as he wanted to track you down, he had a villain to take care off.
Mephisto brought you back to his office, upon hearing the small poof, Amiamon lifted his eyes from the book he was looking at and immediately jumped up.
"Who hurt her?" He demanded.
"I don't know yet." Mephisto sighed.
Heading over to his chair, he carefully placed you down and walked away, trusting Amiamon to keep an eye on you until he returned.
"Sister?"
"Ami..." you whispered.
Wiping your eyes with you sleeves, you blinked a few times to find the demon king sat on the desk in front of you holding out a lollipop. Taking it, you unwrapped it and popped it into your mouth and rubbed your eyes once more.
"Who made you cry?"
"N.. no one..."
Amiamon leant down a little and tilted his head.
"Why were you crying?" He asked again.
"It's nothing Ami." You smiled weakly.
Amiamon clearly didn't believe you but he didn't push it either, he reached out and placed a hand on your head and pulled your beanie off, showing off your pointed ears. Lifting your shirt a little, you let your tail out, the sliver of a scar visible for a second before you dropped your shirt.
Mephisto walked in with a steaming cup that he placed on the desk, then sat down next to it.
"Are you going to talk about it?"
"I feel like a monster..." you muttered.
"You aren't a monster dear (Y/N)." Mephisto said gently.
Ignoring his words, you took the cup of tea and sipped it, smiling a little when you realised it was your favourite. Quickly finishing your tea, you checked the time and stood up.
"If I crash here will you take me to UA tomorrow Mephisto?"
"Certainly! Come along, you can stay with Rin and Yukio."
Nodding, you stood up and quickly hugged Amiamon before you hugged Mephisto who happily returned the embrace, then he looked your arm with his. Your tail swayed back and forth a little as Mephisto headed towards the door with a key in hand.
"See you later Ami!"
"Goodbye little sister."
Putting the key in the door, Mephisto opened it and the pair of you stepped through into the dorm of the twins. The blue haired boy came rushing around the corner with a double tailed cat on his heels.
"(Y/N)!" They both cried out.
Rin crashed into you first knocking you over onto the floor into a crushing hug, Kuro licked your face and nuzzled into you.
'(Y/N)! (Y/N)!' He yelled.
Sitting up, you held Kuro carefully in one arm, the other wrapped around Rin, your tail entwined with his.
"Sir Pheles, What brings you here?" Yukio asked walking around the corner.
"Just dropping off our beloved sister, she's having a hard time. I'll be taking her to work tomorrow, until then!"
With that Mephisto left, you and Rin stood up, tails still together. Yukio turned to you with a concerned look.
"Why didn't you call (Y/N)?"
"It's nothing Yukio really. Anyway, I'm beat so I'm raiding your clothes."
Unwrapping your tail, you placed Kuro on the floor, you begun to walk away.
"You're going to loose control!" Yukio yelled.
Stopping, you balled your fists and stared at the ground.
"No I'm not. I have full control over my flames Yukio. You know this as well as I do."
"What happens when you emotions get the best of you?! How many people will get hurt?!"
Spinning around, your body exploded into blue flames, on your head rested two blue horns and above that, around the top of your head in a thin circle was what looked to be a flaming crown.
"I'm not going to hurt anyone!" You roared.
"You're going to loose control (Y/N), you know it! How many people will get hurt because of this? You need to stop bottling you emotions, you, will, explode!"
Clenching your jaw, you put your flames out and turned around, stalling away.
"I'm just fine." You snapped.
Feet slamming against the ground, you stalked up the stairs, slamming the door to the boy's' bedroom open you grabbed a pair of sweats from Rin's draw and a hoodie from Yukio's wardrobe. You quickly changed and curled up on Rin's bed, quickly falling to sleep.
"Don't you think you were a bit mean to her?" Rin asked walking into the bedroom.
Yukio followed and took a glance at you Sleeping form, sighing he covered you up.
"Probably, but it's true, even if she won't admit it. (Y/N) was always been good at controlling her flames. Yet, when it came to her emotions she kept everything bottled until she exploded quite literally."
"She's got it harder than us huh?"
"Being the daughter of Satan and crowned queen of Earth even though she's only half demon, she's more powerful then she should be. It really weighs on her, she can't see herself as anything but a monster..."
Rin frowned and turned to you, Kuro now curled up next to your head, how long could you handle it all? If you did explode who would be there to help you? Rin knee things were hard, but he had his friends and brother, you felt like you had no one
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A Spark (Aizawa x reader)
FanfictionYou're the new teaching assistant at UA for class 1-A. Your main focus is to help students control their quirks and to teach those who are will hand on hand combat. They're all curious about you, who you are, what you can do. After refusing to tel...