Game of Traitors | A BNHA Fanfiction

Arguments, Challenges, News, Oh my!

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long. I've just hit a huge writing slump but don't worry, I'm here now. Not to mention the schoolwork I've got.

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"Come on, four eyes, you're saying that because you're the Traitor. Is that it?"

After Kacchan said that, the room was met with complete silence. Was he the Traitor? Anybody can be the Traitor in this room, and I know for certain it isn't me or Kacchan.

Iida crosses his arms, a blank expression on his face, yet still slightly annoyed. He lets out a deep breath. "No, Bakugo. what makes you think that?"

"Oh, nothing, it's just you're being awfully quiet, and you want nothing but to end this conversation in fear you accidentally out yourself. You want me to believe you're not the Traitor if you just say it's not you?" Kacchan says, with a smug look on his face.

Iida clears his throat, readjusting his blanket. His voice heightens in volume. "I just prefer to stay silent and try to go to sleep. Besides, do you just want to draw attention to me to hide that it's you?"

Ashido turns in her bed, groaning, holding on to her patterned blanket. "Guys, it's been a long day, just...go to sleep. We'll figure this  all out tomorrow."

"Oh yeah, prove it isn't you, pinky!" Kacchan yells yet again, as he shifts in his bed, sitting up. 

I look over at Kacchan, shooting him a worried, yet annoyed look, as to say what the heck are you doing. You're throwing this! You get eliminated, I get eliminated, remember?!

"I could just show you my card but that would be against the rules. We've all gone through a lot of stuff today, and we need sleep. Now shut it."

"Fine, all I know is that I definitely am not the traitor!"

"I definitely am not the Traitor" Kaminari repeats in a teasing tone.

"Shut it cowboy!" Kacchan yells.

Iida adjusts himself as he sits up. "Well, I guess we can all confirm Bakugo as being the Decoy."

Kirishima speaks up, "Hey, didn't Iida have the blankest face when reading his card? Like...no emotion. Pretty suspicious I think."

"Kirishima, that does not mean anythi-"

Kirishima points his finger to Iida who's sitting up on his bed with plaid blankets. "You're either the Traitor...or the Decoy!"

"How do I know that you framing me aren't just the Cop?!"

Jiro crosses her leg over her other one, an arm crossed behind her head, yet she's cleaning her nails on the other hand. All above the blankets, like she won't sleep until tomorrow. "Look, when you got the card, you had no frown or smile on your face. So you're either the Traitor, or the Decoy trying to act suspicious on purpose."

"Suspicious on- Suspicious on purpose?!" Iida's eyebrows raise to the sky, his small, beady eyes widening, as he clenches his bedsheets tightly. He inhales deeply. "Look, any one of us can be the Traitor."

"Yeah, that's why we need to figure out who it is, so we can get the hell home! The sooner, the better."

"Guys, I want to get out of here as much as you do, but don't you think we should get some sleep first? Wake up with a clear mind?" Yaoyurozu says, fidgeting in her blanket, tossing and turning, trying to get comfortable, as she's on the ground next to Kirishima and me.

Kacchan scoffed. "Watch me prove four eyes is the Traitor. I bet my fucking kidney."

"Language" Iida said, before turning onto his side, facing away from Kacchan.