Warnings: Mentions of marijuana and other drugs (I'm not very educated on those types of things since I'm an innocent child but yeah they use like bongs and stuff), underage drinking, and sexual abuse.Izuku arrived at an old abandoned building. He moved his eyes up and down, examining the unsettling location. Hesitantly, he approached the door and opened. His eyes slowly widened as the sight in front of him became clear.
Strobe lights flashed across the room and loud strange music filled the silence from just a few minutes ago. As the greenette looked to his left he saw some teens? maybe young adults, smoking some sort of strange dark green stuff rolled up in paper. Izuku was extremely confused, He had never seen anything like that, as far as he knew you could only smoke ciggarettes.
He glanced next to them and saw a group of people gathered around some sort of glass contraption that had bubbling water inside of it. Again, confused, he decided to keep looking and he saw a dance floor with extremely drunk people stumbling around attempting to dance. To his right laid a few couches with a bunch of couples making out and stuff.
Izuku sighed and looked down as he was extremely uncomfortable in this environment. He slowly made his way to the bar and ordered a drink.
"Something fruity and not to strong please." he asked in a shy tone.
"sure thing kid." a man with a nice suit and A purple had with a pattern resembling flames responded. Izuku rightfully assumed he was the bartender and handed him a couple dollars.
"Aren't you gonna ask for my ID or something?" Izuku questioned.
"Not around here. It don't matter to us. besides, its extremly ovious that you're under age! what are 12? you're definetly still in middle school!"
"I'm 14 thank you! is it really that obvious?" Izuku corrected.
"You haven't even hit puberty yet!" The man accused.
"Yes I have!" Izuku defended.
"barely!" He teased.
"ugh fine! whatever! What's your name anyway?"
"We don't say our real names around here... but you can call me Kurogiri."
"Fine then, I'm... uh... Deku!"
"Deku?"
"you heard me."
Kurogiri handed Izuku his drink and Izuku took a sip of it.
"so are you the 'boss' that that one guy was talking abou?" Izuku questioned. Kurogiri laughed and shook his head.
"no sir, that would be Shigaraki," Kurogiri pointed to a man with blue-ish, white hair who was dancing with the man he saw on the street earlier. "He's the leader of this here hell hole and Dabi is second in command seeing as how those two are dating." Kurogiri continued.
"Hey! That's the guy I met on the street earlier!" Izuku stated, surprised.
"I'm the bartender and cook and Toga over there is our waitress. She's dating Twice who make's sure people aren't stealing shit or whatever. Then we have Overhaul who is in charge of our money and whatnot... just um... stay out of his buisness for me kid. He's not a nice man." Kurogiri informed.
"um... ok... wow." Izuku mumbled, taking in all the information.
"Also there is Todoroki, he doesn't work here but he hangs out alot so I just include him too. Basically, him and I are the only two you are going to want to get involved with. Everyone else here might try to kill you or something."
YOU ARE READING
Dear, Kacchan. (Katsudeku) DISCONTINUED
FanfictionIzuku's hair held a dark green color and was constantly covered by a hoodie or beenie. The brightness that once filled his eyes had been replaced with sorrow and glum. Still, his freckles stood bright on his skin that lacked its ussual glow. bags ga...