Shigaraki x Dabi {} Trigger Warning {} very gay

chapter six

Third person pov

Most of the league spent the next two hours pulling and breaking the cameras that were scattered around the base, in almost everyone's rooms and closets.

Only now did they realize they never had privacy whatsoever. There every move was monitored by the man they all now despised. His actions towards shigaraki, the one who looked up to him was despicable and horrendous.

They may be villains but thay have standards and saw how he manipulative he really was.

Seeing their leader whos never cried, broke down or act like a small child do all of those things and more due to afo, that's what made it click for them.

Everyone realized that all shigaraki is on the inside is an unloved, hurt, sick, broken, lost and scared little kid who deserved so much better.

Dabi was almost completely lost in thought, who was shimura, why did afo call shigaraki that. What was it supposed to mean? Is shigaraki not his real name? It was starting stress him out the he didn't know what it meant.

"Toga. Shigarakis close to you right?" He asked throwing part of a surveillance camera into a bucket in between them "yeah! Funny story actually, it was 4am and i went to see why tomu was up and he was sitting on the floor, he saw me and said 'hana?' Before laying his head down on the counter!" She said giggling "who even is hana? He was probably super sleep deprived" she added on hopping off the stool stopping in her tracks.

Dabi looked over confused on why she stopped, he looked past her to the door as saw a now awake and pissed tomura "hana was my sister"

His red eyes squinted at them "and shes gone now, i lost her at my own hands" he said before leaving the room disappearing down the hallway "oh he's pissed..." magne said standing near the doorway.

"I think he's more then pissed, i think he's done. If you get what i mean" dabi said grabbing the mop bucket full of broken cameras.

"I need to dig through shiggys stuff, try to keep him in the main room so i don-"

Shigarakis cold hand gently but suddenly grasped dabis neck, his index finger out "dont. If you want to keep my trust you shouldn't go through there" dabi nodded, once shigarakis hand left his nech he turned around to face shigaraki "i wont, promise"

He nodded and left the hallway for real this time, his head full of thoughts, plans, revenge, payback, malicious compliance. He was done.

Tired of it.

'Im done being used like this, its my time.'

"Despicable, im just a bottom feeder and if i were him i wouldn't love me either. How i wish i told a different tale" shigaraki stated, he picked up father with the urge to crumble it into dust. He let out a small sigh before setting it down.

"I guess it's time i be honest with all of you"

Everyone stood awkwardly waiting for shigaraki to speak, they felt scared, confused and a vit uncomfortable seeing tge despair ridden face of their leader.

"Father never really liked me, believe it or not i wanted to be a hero, badly. But he hated the thought of his son being a hero, every time that word came out of my mouth he'd beat me mercilessly, till i was black and blue.

My family would always make excuses for him, they honestly didn't care either, mom was ok, she'd comfort me occasionally and would keep telling me im going to scratch my eyes ragged if i kept scratching, she was right about that one.

One night my sister hana went into our fathers study and found a picture of our grandmother, nana shimura, she seemed to be the loveliest person and it made my dad. When fathers returned he found out.

Hana said i forced her, i was beaten, thrown and tossed outside watching my dinner splatter onto the floor. I was all alone, cold and crying.

Mon was there, he tried to comfort me and it helped. All i was able to say is that i hate everyone and everything, i felt something wet on my hand and mon whining...

...my quirk awakened, i killed mon in cold blood, his decayed bloody remnants on my hand. I started losing the ability to speak, ut hurt, the itch got worse.

Hana came out saying she would like to apologize, i tried to cry but i couldn't. Once she saw mon she panicked, she went to run and i grabbed her out of fear, i felt like vomiting. She decayed to, gone just like that.

I vomited on the ground crying as i scratched my neck and eyes, my decay spread through the ground breaking it, my mother, grandma and grandfather came out  confused. They started to decay.

My mother came running in hopes to comfort me, she basically exploded, blood, flesh and dust everywhere. They all died infront of me. My decay started to effect the house.

Father came out in confusion, he saw me vomiting, crying, bloody and the reason for the decay, he saw everyone dead except for me, instead of trying to help he beat me repeatedly with a metal rod. My hands caused this scar over my eye.

I lost it. I couldn't i finally lost it.

I lunged at him grabbing his face as my black hair turned white, the second i saw his terrified face decay i couldn't stop laughing, thats why im laughing now!

He died and the itch disappeared and it felt like pure ecstacy to me!

I walked around the crowded city being ignored, shoved and told a hero would help, but no one did, i was alone, in pain and scared. My body bloody.

I ended up sitting dehydrated under a bright thats where all for one found me, he gave me the name shigaraki tomura, his family name. I kept having panic attacks so he gave me the dead hands of my family. It helped.

But he slowly started using me, hurting me, manipulating me, molding me to his version of perfection.

Shimura tenko, that was my name, a small malnourished, black haired, scared, abused, hurt and skin condition ridden child.

Who only wanted to help people"

"I called toga hana, i had just woken up from a nightmare and was hallucinating, and since toga is so sisterly i viewed her as hana"