Shots

AN INVISIBLE BLOOD BOND

Where the world is a lot more fucked up then it shows, and two girls dance in red until dusk.

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Toruu Hagakure wants to be seen.

She wants to be seen and praised and acknowledge, but she never could be. Her parents, they loved her dearly, but they couldn't give her the kind of affection she desired. But she could. She gave her all of her attention and more.

Toruu Hagakure never felt more wanted. Never felt more seen.

Middle school was a tough time for everyone, people were discriminated because of there quirks, emitters were the best to have, transformation types were frowned apon; and mutant quirks were beaten as if they were nothing more than dust on the ground beneath worn out shoes. She thought that if she could see herself, that she would be able to tell if the bruises were purple or yellow or red. Or if it was blood or bile rising in her throat before she tasted it.

First year is hard enough, she didn't have any friends, she was too nonexistent and transparent for that kind of affection; according to her classmates. But then she met a second year, with a quirk that made everyone hate her, too. It seperate them: it brought them together. The outcasts formed a blood bond. One that would stick them together until they died, and would lead them together in the next life.

Toruu Hagakure felt loved. And so she fell deeper; she fell for her best friend, and a girl who showed her intimacy with acts of sadism and violence and bloodshed. Toruu didn't mind, as long as she had someone that cared for her with the affection she so desperately wanted. She didn't mind, she couldn't see the blood anyway.

Toruu Hagakure fell in love with her best friend, a sadist with an abnormal want for ichor and red and pained faces, and she would stick by Toga Himiko's side until the day she died, even if it meant running from home and becoming a fugitive, a villain. Even if it meant teaming up with a man covered in purple burns so they could rent put a shit apartment. Even if it meant listening to a spoiled brat that really needed chapstick and lotion, because this was her family. And they didn't care what she looked like, or whether she looked like anything at all.

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Fridays are Toga's favourite, she realizes. She gets to spend the entire day with Dabi and Spinner and Twice, sometimes they all play with Tomura (or as Dabi called him: Handjob) on his ancient Wii U console. But her favorite part about Friday was that Toruu would be back for two whole days, without interruption.

Kurogiri usually helped her with math homework, Dabi did too, Mange was pretty decent at English and Twice was somehow amazing at geography; on the rare occasions that Handj― Tomura helped, it was shown just how great he was at physics. They were an odd bunch, but a loving one, nonetheless.

They were one big happy family, where there were no oddities, and everyone is normal.

It's on a Friday night when Toruu suggests they go out, together, with no one else. At three in the morning. Nobody stops them, Toruu wears a white dress shirt with a tacky red bowtie and red skinny jeans, run down sneakers that are one size too big, and probably Spinners, and a pair of white gloves. Toga wore her signature cream sweater, (though it didn't have the school uniform under it) and a crimson miniskirt with red high tops.

A smile dressed on her face, fangs and all.

Toruu brought her to a park, one not too far from the hideout. She held her hand out, and Toga was sure she was smiling, even though she could never see her do so.

They danced until the sun rose from the bottom of the earth, casting a golden hue on them, Toruu had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. Smiling and laughing and dancing still, Toruu stops. Toga looks at her with a pout.

With an invisible blush, Toruu speaks.

"Can I kiss you?"

And so they did, two teens just trying to live in a world against them. Dancing during dawn from dusk and merrily breaking everything. They kiss and everything becomes morphed together in the most pleasant way.

They laugh and hold each other, watching the sun rise from over hill tops and treelines. They hold each other with warmth and love and affection. Toruu has no regrets, and neither does Toga.

"I love you,"

And she did.