Liars (Villain Deku)

17-Spar

Aizawa and Tsugaochi sit in an office with Katsuki in front of them.

The first chance he got, Bakugou talked to Shouta about the night he ran into Izuku. His teacher of course said that it would be better to discuss it in private with a police detective. So that's where they are now.

"I was getting fresh air at--I don't know what time it was, but it was late," Katsuki started to explain to them. "He kind of showed up out of nowhere. I didn't know what to think at first, he was acting just as weird as the first time we all saw him, but this time he was more scared. He said that he had lost his memory and it would happen again soon so-"

"Slow down.." Aizawa interrupted. "Did he mention a drug, I've been guessing it's something like that."

Katsuki nods, "he said the villains were giving him a pill and it messed with his head." Bakugou's voice was calm, only because he's had time to contemplate it all, but his words were still coming out very frantic. Like his heart was burning and reaching out more desperately with every word.

"Tsugaochi, your guys would probably only need a blood sample or some other form of DNA to reverse-engineer an antidote, right?," Aizawa asked, though he expects the answer he gets.

"Ideally, as potent a sample we could get. Though, I'm not sure how easy that would be, given the situation."

Aizawa nods, a hand to his lower lip with a quizzical expression.

~oOo~

The door in Midoriya's room swung open, making him jump and shut his notebook quickly, a small 'eep' escaping his toungue. "Ah, T-toga.. what do you want..?," he sputters nervously.

The girl pays no mind to his question for a moment, simply stepping over to him-closer than he is comfortable-with an unnerving grin on her cheeks. Her eyes are half-lidded, carrying a look of eagerness they commonly did. "Train with me, Izu," she hums, seemingly out of nowhere, making the timid boy jump from the sudden tone of her voice.

"E-eh? I-I told you all.. I w-won't help you guys.. So why should I train?," his attempt to stand up for himself was pitiful, his tone slowly went quieter until he was nearly incomprehensible.

She pushes him closer against the wall, her smirk never faultering. "Oh, Izu," she hums. "I don't think you're dumb enough to go and do something like that, right?"

Izuku swallows his shy attempt of bravery when he feels the sharp edge of a blade bite against his flesh just under his shirt. He opens his mouth as if to speak before closing it again and just shaking his head. "L-let's go, then.."

The glare on Toga's face vanished and she turned into a cheerful kid again. Her knife dissapeared back to wherever it had come from and she grabs his wrist, pulling him along.

Just outside of the training room, she stops and turns to him, fishing for something in her pocket. "Oh," she remembers. "The boss said for me to give you this."

She holds out a small plastic bag that held a single familiar pill.

Izuku shivered, looking at it's golden color.

He hesitantly reaches his hand forward and pulls it from the plastic as the girl watches him carefully. After a moment, he realizes she won't look away until the drug is swallowed. So he puts it in his mouth and forces the pill down his throat. It tastes different..

Toga turns away and begins walking to the training room as happily as before.

The two of them trained together like they usually did, knives slinging this way and that. When he gets a cut on his cheek, he realizes that the blonde is being more serious than anytime before. Before what?

He shrugs it off and ups his defence strategies as they start again. They grunt back and forth as they block and jab with their arms and blades.

He gets another gash on his arm and sees Toga smile, giggling quietly.

"Why are you being rougher?," he groans as he wipes away a sheen of sweat and attacking again. He aims his blade to her shoulder, looking for payback for the wounds but she only throws him past her with his own weight.

"I want to see you bleed, dummy," her voice is like honey, but it doesn't"t bring a sweet flavour with it. She attacks him again, while his sense of Balance is uneven and kicks him to the ground.

He's lost the blade, accidentally letting go on impact and Toga pins him down before he can reach for it. She holds her own knife to his neck and tilts her head with an eerie smile.

Izuku blinks. He tries to swallow down his fear, feeling the edge of the knife on his throat. "Your cute, Izu," Toga giggles as she pulls away and helps him back to his feet.

"That wasn't a very fun or fair match," he grumbles as he finds his blade.

"It was fun for me," she exclaims. "And who cares about being fair."

He groans again. "Right. I'm gonna go back to my room then."

"Bye-bye!"

He sighed and shook his head lightly as he left, walking down the hallway with his eyes focused on the tiled floor.

When he got back to his room, he sat cross-legged with his back against the wall, sighing. He rested his head on his arms and just took a few deep breaths, ignoring his cuts from their small match.

My journal, he thought, glancing over to his pillow where he had hid the notebook. He streached over to it and was surprised when his fingertips didn't reach it. He moved the pillow so he could see, but it was gone.

He didn't misplace it either.

(Umm I know it's felt like forever since I last updated this. Sorry?)