"Love was so fucking cringey until I met you."
You and your delinquent brother had been "troubled" kids, since the very beginning of it all.
Before things got bad; and, before things got good.
Constantly wreaking havoc just for the fun of it, lea...
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Your immediate reaction is to completely alight on fire.
You do, your whole body is engulfed in a thick cloud of ferocious black flames.
That's always your first idea, as—rationally speaking—no one can endure the corrupt pain that they would be deemed with if their bare skin makes contact with yours, or your flame.
Unfortunately, the person who has ahold of you clearly had some resistance towards fire, or heat.
That's when you spot the small blue flame that was burning on the concrete floor.
You sigh, relaxing.
You use your fingers to pull his hand away from your mouth, "Cut that shit out, Touya. You know just as well as me that my firepower is much stronger then yours."
He releases you.
Touya Todoroki.
More commonly know as: Dabi.
You walk a few steps, stomp out the flame, and turn back to the boy. You put your hands on your hips and glare, through the messed up hair.
"You know I don't go by that anymore."
It had been a long time since you'd heard his voice. Scratchy, mellow, but still, weirdly welcoming. Had his posture always been so poor? He looks like he'll be bound with severe back problems for the rest of his life.
"I don't care what you go by now, I've known you long enough to call—"
"Don't waste my time."
You cock one eyebrow, setting your right arm on fire in a poor attempt at intimidation. He shakes his head, slowly looking you up and down. He sparks a minuscule smirk, and leans against the wall behind him, crossing his arms.
"You've gone soft, Y/N."
——————
"OI! ICY-HOT! THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
Todoroki sighs impatiently, "I'm waiting for Y/N. She's gone to buy the both of us some pizza, to eat."
Y/N?
Bakugou's eyes widened instantly after he thought over what Todoroki had just said.
"Is that her fuckin' first name? WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T SHE TELL ME? AND WHY ARE YOU ON A FIRST-NAME-BASIS WITH HER?"
"Y/N and I decided it was fair," he rubs his hands softly together, "To call each other by our first names, as that's what familiars do."
"SINCE WHEN ARE YOU EVEN FAMILIAR WITH HER? I THOUGHT I WAS HER ONLY FRIEND?"
Whoa, did he just say that?
"DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME YOU WERE THE ONE WITH HER WHEN SHE SAID SHE WAS BUSY?!"
"Are you referring to after school this Tuesday, Thursday and last Wednesday?"
"YOU BASTARD! WHERE THE FUCK EVEN IS SHE?"
Todoroki points into the street, "She went this way."
"WELL?" he shouts, throwing his hands up, "WHAT'RE YOU FUCKIN' WAITIN' FOR? LET'S GO FIND HER!"
"You're going to accompany me?"
"NO! I JUST NEED TO ASK HER WHY THE FUCK SHE KEPT HER NAME FROM ME!"
"Did you ever consider that maybe—"
"NO I DIDN'T! Now, hurry the FUCK up."
The two of them hurry down the empty street, looking around carefully. They see the closest pizza shop, and assume that's where you would be, so they rush for it.
That is, until something shiny catches Todoroki's eye.
He stops and bends down to pick it up.
It's his matte-black credit card with the golden detail on it.
"OI? FUCK'RE YOU DOING? HURRY UP! DAMN IT, I'M NOT WAITING FOR YOUR SLOW-ASS."
"This...This is..."
"SPIT IT OUT! ICY-HOT, DOES IT HAVE TO DO WITH HER?"
"I gave her this, just before."
Todoroki slowly stands up, clutching the card with both hands, and Bakugou comes over to inspect it.
The alleyway in which you had been abducted into, was right ahead of where the card was. They looked ahead into it, and saw something. Something that quite literally took their breaths away.
Two small fireballs, one light blue in colour, the other black.
As in—your black flame.
The two opposing colours licked together into a perfectly terrifying blend, as it sat placidly on the ground, burning away.
The two boys shared a panicky glance, before they both charged into the dark alley.
—————— FIVE MINUTES EARLIER ——————
"Me, soft? Are you humouring me right now?"
"So the rumours were true," he mutters, ignoring your question completely, "I can't say i'm pleased to hear it, though."
"What rumours?" you defend while your right fist is still on fire, "Explain yourself."
"The outfit," he points out rudely, "There were rumours going around that you'd quit being a villain all together and decided to join that shit-show they call U-A."
You step forward, "Do you really think I chose to attend the damn school? Did you actually believe i'd attend it, on my own!? Are you that mentally impaired? What's that damn crusty-lipped asshole done to you..."
The young man lifts from his slouch, tucks his hands into his pockets, and begins walking into the alleyway.
"Let's take a walk, shall we?"
If you haven't realised, this story will follow the Dabi being a Todoroki rumour as being true. If you don't like it — click off or dismiss it (although it might be hard because it's a huge part of this book)
Please don't vocalise your objections in an offensive way, but i'm more then happy to hear your opinions!
