Midori the Queen

Desperado

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" 

"I’m sorry… I was just- Ow!!!" Kota rubbed the top of his head where Touya had smacked him.

"Are you an idiot bringing Eri out here in her condition?”

“Eh?” Kota blinked a bit in confusion, but the serious look in Touya’s eyes had him stiffening up again. 

“You know full well that she's been sick because of her quirk. So what gave you the bright idea to drag her out like this and in her Pjs no less?!"

"Eh... Oh I'm sorry!" Kota bowed apologetically and inwardly sighed with relief. Leave it to Touya to come up with a swift lie and save all their butts. He hadn’t expected to run into heroes, let alone ones he knew. If they got wind of who he really was, Karma’s identity would be in trouble. 

"Save your apologies, I don’t want to hear them. Jesus Christ, you can be such a pain." Touya muttered the last bit in English for affect and then looked to the three heroes again. He straightened up and bowed. "I apologize for my idiotic brother. He’s been cooped up inside for awhile and tends to get restless. I'm sorry if these two have caused you trouble." 

"Ah don't worry about it," Mirio waved it off. "Kids will be kids after all. Oh hey that mask, are you with the Hassaikai? You guys are famous around here."

"Yeah, but don’t let the mask freak you out. Our boss is a real germaphob.” Touya stood up straight again tapped his mask. He placed a hand atop Kota’s head, lowering it to keep his face from being scrutinized. “I just recently joined up due to my sister's engagement, so I’m still new to the area and not really familiar with any of the heroes. Who are you?" 

“You gotta be-” Bakugo started to complain but Mirio quickly cut him off.

"Ah don’t worry about that, we're still newbies ourselves.” He motioned Bakugo back to keep some distance between them and Touya. “So your sister’s engaged to one of the Hassaikai members huh? That's cool, when's the big day?"

“Next Saturday, presumably. Why? Want an invite?” He smirked and had Mirio laughing.  

“No, no, I couldn’t. Formal events aren’t really my thing.” 

“Senpai…” Shoto murmured, his eyes still hard on Touya. He recalled Nighteye’s warning before they went on patrol…  “Don’t let them realize we’re onto them.”  If this really was Kota and Dabi, they couldn’t give away any hints to their itinerary. “We should get going. We’re still on patrol.” 

“Ah, you’re right. Let’s get going, huh? Katsuki? Shoto?”

“Yes sir.” Shoto quickly responded in a monotone.

“Yeah, whatever.” Bakugo eyed Kota with a grit of his teeth. “Watch where you’re going next time, kid.” 

“Bakugo…” Mirio scolded playfully. “You really should smile more, or you’ll never get any fans. Come on, show those teeth.” Mirio stretched his cheeks and made Bakugo shove him off.

“Get off! Don’t touch me!”

Touya watched them walk away, and carefully ushered the two kids back into the alley before letting out a long breath. He removed the mask and placed it in the trash glaring down at Kota. 

“What the hell were you thinking coming out without a guise on? Where’s Izumi?” 

“Back at the house…” Kota responded, both kids holding onto each other as the fear and relief washed over him. “We ran away.” 

“What? Why? What happened?” Dabi eyed Eri’s wounds and held out his hand. Eri hesitated before offering it to him and he gently took it and immediately caught the scent of blood. His eyes instantly chilled.