Bakugo's POV
"Captain... we can follow them, if you'd like. I don't believe there'd be anyone opposed to that," Jirou suggested, standing slightly behind me as I gazed out into the sea. I still couldn't come to terms with what I did. There are moments in life in which a person immediately regrets their decision, and this was one of those times. I began to wonder if maybe I was throwing (Y/n) into more danger by sending her away— sending her out of my reach. It's not like she was some helpless maiden, not at all, but her battles were not ones she was meant to fight alone.
"It's not worth it, Jirou, they're far gone by now," I sighed, hanging my head.
"I mean, we could just head in the direction they left—"
"No means no, Jirou! Stand down!" I shouted, turning around sharply and meeting the girl's gaze. Her eyes went wide in shock as she saw the tears welling in mine. "She's gone... and I'm just going to have to live with that."
"I'm sorry, Captain..." Jirou said, barely above a whisper.
"I don't need your pity... and I shouldn't have raised my voice. I just feel as if I've lost it all," I muttered, my voice coarse and throat scratchy.
"There is one thing we can do for her, Captain." I looked up to see Kirishima approaching me. He hadn't spoken to me since our argument, so I was taken aback.
"Ki-Kirishima?"
"I'm not here to apologize for what I said, for my position on the topic still remains the same, but you weren't the only one who cared about (L/n). I considered her to be a close friend and I am not about to let her fate fall into strangers' hands. What I'm asking is that you finish the fight with me... back where it all started," Kirishima explained, not breaking eye contact with me. Jirou seemed a little startled by Kirishima's serious demeanor, for he was typically a happy-go-lucky guy.
"You don't mean..." Jirou trailed off, not sure if she was following. My hands fiddled uncomfortably around in my pockets and eventually hit an item I had forgotten was in there. I pulled out (Y/n)'s locket and felt an immediate jab in my heart. I squeezed my eyes shut before clasping it around my own neck, guaranteeing I wouldn't lose it.
"Jirou, set our course for Maracaibo. There's someone I have unfinished business with there."
(Y/n)'s
I was sinking, my nightgown clinging to my legs and making it impossible to swim. I had been having the same dream ever since I arrived on the Justicia. It was the same dream I had right before meeting Todoroki and the sirens at Siren's Chapel. I kept sinking and my throat burned from inhaling water instead of air. My surroundings were cold and heavy, like chains pulling me further and further down. The only difference in my dream was that there was no red-and-white merman to tell me to find freedom— not since I had been on the Justicia.
I decided to just give in to the sea and let it overtake my body. I didn't care whether I lived or died, for it was all the same. I was numb to emotion, which could be the most deadly attribute in an enemy. If I had to fight, I'd fight so recklessly people would seriously question my survival. No one stands a chance against a living corpse.
A wave of energy shot down my spine as I hit the bottom of the sea. This had never happened in my dreams as of lately. This dream was different than the one I had on repeat. I lethargically made my way to my knees and looked around at the dark and empty abyss around me. Why was it different?
"I cannot swim like he does, but you will still hear me all the same," a tired voice from above called out to me. I opened my mouth to speak, but ended up choking on the liquid enveloping me.
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Buried Treasure (BakugoxReader)
Fanfiction(L/n) (Y/n) lived in constant fear of pirates after her mother was killed by them and sister captured. It didn't help that her father, the governor of Maracaibo, Venezuela, was the most hated man in the eyes of the infamous pirates of the Bakuhatsu...
