Midori the Queen

The Future Mrs. Overhaul

She put it off for a few days, but Izumi knew she’d have to come clean to her lover. She’d just gotten out of one loveless relationship, and now was marrying into another. The difference was that Overhaul supported her relationship with Dabi, and showed no signs of jealousy or care about her at all in the sexual regard. So, no point in hiding it, she told him the truth. 

“You're joking….” Touya glared at Izumi as she changed into the Kimono that was provided for her. “Please tell me you're joking.”

“Wish I was…" Izumi grumbled struggling with the weight of the fabric. She didn’t really wear kimonos, but it was the traditional garb of the Yakuza women. After signing the official contact that held all their stipulations, Overhaul thought it pertinent for her to meet the rest of the clan and be presented as his future wife. In order to make the right impression she needed to fit the part. “...but that's the price I'm paying for his loyalty.”

“I’ve spent the last few days researching this clan, Izumi. They’re small time trash, with only a single reputation and that's Kai Chisaki. He's got a bad rep even amongst the other clan members, and he is using you to get what he wants. You should just-” He started to protest, but she turned her head giving him a sharp look.

“They may only be a Yakuza group but they’ve got their uses, Touya. A lot of their members, particular Overhaul’s circle, have powerful quirks. They’ve relationships and connections with the underground as well as the above ground news circuit. I can keep tabs on what’s going on out in the world, while also working on building up revenue for us.” 

“That’s fine and dandy, but why do you have to marry him? Why can’t you just agree to support him, and we go hide out across seas for awhile?”

“Each person in this group is loyal to Overhaul. I can’t just say “oh yeah I’m going to help” and not show any commitment. It’s not how the Yakuza roll. This marriage is a business arrangement, one that’ll benefit both sides. There’ll be nothing romantic or physical about it.” She tied the silk scarf over the waist grunting a little from frustration at the difficult piece of wardrobe.

“I don't care, it's still marriage. What are you gonna do if and when the heroes catch wind of who you are? The Yakuza are known for constantly being monitored by heroes, and if they find out you’ve joined them we're going to wind up caught and incarcerated… AGAIN!” 

“Funny how you and Kai have the same argument for different sides.” She smiled with affection even though he couldn’t see it.

“Kai? You're on a first name basis now?” Jealousy dripped out of him, both irritating and embarrassing him. 

 “Yes.” She fluffed her hair out and turned around adjusting the front a little. She watched his annoyed expression lighten some the effect of her attire quieting his disagreements for the moment. It made her smile. “Touya,” she used his first name to add to that affection. “Relax, okay? I may be marrying him, but I don’t love him.” 

“Then why are you? Why are we staying here and repeating the same mistake you made with Shigaraki?” His eyes took on a hurt look she hadn’t expected from him. He always looked so stoic and put off that it was rare for him to show this softer side. The only other time he’d let her see him like this was when Ace had used his quirk to reveal his past, and opened up old wounds.

 “I’m staying because I owe him a debt.” She walked to him and took his hands in hers. “He helped me find you.” She lay them on her cheeks nuzzling in, and smiled when his fingers stroked over her skin. “By doing so he helped me regain my strength, and helped me find my footing. On top of that, he's given me hope again… hope of changing the world for the better.”