The Not So Villainous Villain (A Dabi is Touya Todororki Theory)

Chapter 7

Shoto POV (Time to change things up a bit)

The class was going on perfectly fine. It was a study break, aka Aizawa's nap time. Simple chatter filled the room. I stayed quiet, trying to focus on my work. 

CRASH!!!

Everyone looks to the window and see shattered glass on the floor, and a tall dark figure staggering to its feet.

He scans the room and his eyes lock on mine. 

'Godammit Touya,' I think, then get up out of my chair and sprint towards him. 

"Hi Bro," He states then doubles over, clutching the area where the arrow impaled him a couple of days ago, now replaced with a knife.                   

Murmurs and whispers erupt in the room, followed by words like, "brother?" and "What the fuck?" Ok, the last one was Bakugou. I turn around and shout, "YES, he's my brother." I continue my journey over to the idiot. I get a closer look at him and see a long knife gash is all the way down his chest, and WHERE THE HELL ARE HIS FINGERNAILS?! 

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU, TOUYA?!" I scream at him.

"The League," he croaks, spitting blood onto Aizawa's desk. "Now get me to the infirmary, and don't tell dad." 

Then he passes out, landing back on top of Aizawa, who was just starting to stand up. 

I run to grab Touya off of the teacher, classmates shouting at me for answers. 

'Shit, why are you so heavy?' I ask myself. "Who's the strongest here? Physically."

Kirishima stands up and rushes to my aid. "I'll ask about the villain being your brother later, let's just get him to Recovery Girl."

I nod and drape Touya's right half over my shoulder, Kirishima doing the same thing but with my brother's left. 

We travel down the lengthy halls, carrying the deadweight in between us. 

"So... Todoroki." Kirishima starts, his attempt to make conversation. 

I nod my head, "Yeah?" I reply. 

"Why didn't you tell us that Dabi is your brother? He literally helped the League kidnap Bakubro a few months ago." 

I shake my head, "I actually only found out that he's my brother yesterday. For 10 years, he was presumed dead." 

Kirishima dips his head, "Sorry about that man." 

"Nah, it's ok. My father found him when he was on patrol a couple of nights ago. He's been living back with us ever since. But this morning we couldn't find him so we just assumed he left, that was until we saw a note from the League saying that we'll never see him again." 

I inspect my brother's wounds, finding a broken finger and a bullet wound in his thigh. A bullet wound? Who the hell still uses guns these days? His shirt was sliced in half, probably from the knife gash that trailed down his entire torso and is still buried in his hip. 

"God, you're such an idiot," I say to my unconscious sibling. 

Kirishima crooks his head at me. "What?"

I shake my head at him, "Not you Kirishima, Touya. Er- you know him better as Dabi. He's just an idiot for what happened." 

"Oh.. hehe yeah. I guess." 

We walk the rest of the way in awkward silence. 

Once we arrive at the infirmary, Recovery Girl opens the door without us even needing to knock.  

"Aizawa paged me." the short, old, grandma says. "Come on, hurry." 

Kirishima and I set my brother down on the white bed. 

"Now shoo," she says, gesturing us away.

Kirishima and I get pushed out of the room and stick by the door for a couple of minutes. 

"Guess we should head back," Kirishima says to break the tension.   

I nod my head in agreement then travel back to class, Kirishima following a few steps behind me. 

"You think Dab- I mean Touya will be fine?" Kirishima asks when we enter the classroom. 

"Yeah..."

"WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!?!"

And an angry Pomeranian comes rushing at me. I slide left foot on the ground, entrapping Bakugou in ice. His head is still poking out through the frozen water. 

"What are you doing you damn half and half bastard?!?! You just supported a villain!!!"

Kirishima walks over to his friend, "Bakugou, that's not what-"

"AND YOU!" he shouts, threatening to bite off the redhead's fingers. "YOU EVEN HELPED!"

"Bakubro, calm do-"

"NO SHITTY HAIR, I WON'T CALM DOWN! THAT BURNT BASTARD KIDNAPPED ME A FEW MONTHS AGO!" 

"KATSUKI!" Kirishima screams. "JUST FUCKING SHUT UP!" 

Everything goes silent. The class baffled by the fact the loving Kirishima not only yelled, but he also cursed.  

"Katsuki, let Todoroki talk."

Bakugou opens his mouth to say something then closes it. Kirishima gestures for me to explain the situation. 

I take a deep breath, "Touya, or as y'all know him, Dabi is my brother. I only just found this out yesterday. Hell, I even tried to kill him. But he's not bad, not anymore. He quit the League of Villains and came back home." My lip quivers, revealing everything that happens to me isn't something I do often. Or at all. 

"Everything was going fine until the League showed up last night when everyone was asleep and took him back. They tortured him. You guys saw him, but not as close as I did. He had all his fingernails ripped off and was shot in the leg. Not only that, he had a knife gash all the way down his torso. The knife was still in his side, where he was wounded a few days ago." 

I realize that my fists are clenched, my knuckles turning white. "My father, Endeavor, and I talked with Principal Nezu this morning and we all agreed on something that would benefit Touya. Especially because the League is after him."

I remain silent for a few seconds.

Deku raises his hand and stands up, "Todoroki-Kun, what is it that you think will benefit your- your brother?" 

I look up at my green-haired friend, "Why, for him to attend U.A. with us so he can be protected."

An outbreak of gasps and whispers erupt throughout the room. 

Aizawa unzips himself from his yellow sleeping bag, "I was planning to tell you all about it after study, but guess you beat me to the chase, now unmelt Bakugou."

I step towards the frozen exploding teenager. I warm up my left hand and melt through the ice. 

Luckily he doesn't attack anyone or anything and goes calmly to go sit back in his seat. 

Everyone sits back down and pretends like nothing happened for the rest of the day. That is until Recovery Girl sprints into the room shouting for me. 

"It's your brother, something's wrong!"

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