daiten    simply    raises    a    hand    in   a   small   wave,    uttering   a   simple   hello   to   greet   the   celestial.    such   an   abnormal   experience   gotten   used   to   throughout   the   times   she’s   been   near   the   two  ;   sticks   close   to   teqi   as   they’re   suddenly   teleported,   seeming   nervous   yet   still   resisting   the   faint   urge   to   grab   hold   of   teqis   or   manches   arm       (       as   if   when   she’d   fall   somehow,   she’d   take   them   down   with   her  ;    a   luxury   she   didn’t   have   when   she’d   been   warped   by   kurogiri   mere   months   before.       )

teleportation   barely   gives   her   the   time   she   would   need   to   prepare   herself   for   the   gravity   of   the   planet.    knee’s   almost   buckling   at   the   sudden   weight,    daiten   inwardly   thanks   the   training   she   went   through   to   push   her   to   even   be   able   to   stand   when   on   the   destroyers   personal   planet.

attention   stolen   by   manche   once   more,    daiten   pauses   ——   unsure   of   how   to   describe   the   feeling   she’d   felt   during   the   tournament.        ”       it’s   kind   of   hard   to   explain   ?    it   hurt   a   bit,   but   that   might’ve   been   just   my   quirk.   the   energy   itself   was   kinda   really   hard   to   keep   control   of       ”

     Hm... Manche didn’t expect more or less out of her. It was a big step her body could even handle that type of power without breaking down. But he could assume she had practice. He shut his eyes in thought, digits placed on his chin, finally saying something after a few moments.

     ❝Well, if there is going to be another tournament in the near future, you’ve gotta learn how to use that power longer, or at least better then that other guy.❞ The thing was, Toppo had years of experience compared to the younger girl... He might just have to siphon belmod out of his secrets. But for now, he would focus on bettering her his way.

     ❝Well, since you can’t activate it at whim, I’m gonna have to force the power out of you.❞ And just like that, the air shifted, but he stayed in the same lack position he’s always had.

     ❝I TOLD you, to keep your kai out of my universe.❞ Sitting in his seat, there was an opening enough for his tail, tail idly swinging in his irritation. He had almost forgotten about the child he had brought with him, only irritated with the other God of Destruction in the meeting. But as little hands tapped at his tail, he turned his head to look at her, continuing to move his tail to give her something to play with, the giggles that would escape out of her mouth causing a smile to grow on his own face.

     Manche leaned back, ears flicking gently as he had listened to the complaint Vais had. Hm... he recalled Iki mentioning something about the kai from Universe 10. Compared with the mindset of hating the mortals, he was sure it was nothing but trouble. Pupils shrink, looking down at the smaller kai, jaw clenched in irritation.

hand    pulls    away    to    shake    off    the    blow,    cradling   the   limb   in   her   lap   as   if   it   had   done   real   damage    ——    to   her   pride,   maybe,   but   daiten   only   huffs.       ”      like   i’d   be   able   to   eat   everything   in   the   store.   all   might   has   more   of   a   chance   than   me   and   he’s   ——      ”       

tone   seems   to   trail   off   into   evident   confusion   as   she   watches   him   turn   the   sign   to   close   the   store.    he   was   closing   up   so   early    …   ?    surprising.     /     oh,    that’s   why.    pushes   herself   from   the   counter,   slapping   a   few   dollars   onto   the   counter   to   pay   for   the   pocky   she’d   aten    &&.    grabbing   another   box.    she’ll   make   him   give   her   the   change   later   on,    if   she   remembers.

                 “       see   ?    i   payed.    and   don’t   you   need   teqi   to   teleport   us,   though   ?       ” 

     As if on cue, the angel appeared next to Daiten, giving the human a gentle smile and a slight nod with his staff.

     ❝Hello, Shimura.❞

     Manche turned towards Teqi, letting out a huff. ❝We need you to teleport us, to my planet.❞ It wasn’t really a request, but the angel seemed able to oblige. With a slight wave of the staff,  the three were brought to the GODs planet, the scenery changing from a simple store to high grasslands, his palace far off in the background.

     With the change, Manche had dropped the human disguise and reverted back to his true form, ears flicking before he turned to look back at the younger girl.

    Dread laid heavy in Manche’s stomach. He knew what was coming the moment Diaten was thrown over the ledge, only to appear next to them. His attention was elsewhere, looking back over at where the Zeno’s and Grand Priest was suspended.

❝Daiten Shimura has been eliminated. All the participants in Universe 13 are out which means... Universe 13 will be erased.❞

    That shimmering light engulfed him and the fellow patrons, and Manche looked around in frantic panic. He didn’t want to go out like this! All his work... He looked back at Daiten, only just realizing how hard this must have been for her.  She was just a kid and she was placed with her universes survival... He scowled before he placed a hand on top of her head.

    ❝You don’t have anything to apologize for. You did your best, you, your friends... you gave us all a fighting chance.❞ He gave her a warm smile when the girl finally looked up to meet his own. A purr rumbled in his throat, pulling Daiten into an embrace before the Zeno’s squeezed their fists.

    ❝You brat, you were the best heir I could ask for.❞

INDEED IT WAS FAR TOO EARLY, FOR SAYU    never expected to get vividly startled by not just such a loud, boisterous sound ( sometimes, her echo location was a curse more than a blessing ), but the source was from a student from shiketsu high school. while she wasn’t as well versed with rumors as most students at U.A, sayu had a brief knowledge of the rivalry.

this guy, however…she heard stories from class 1a, especially from todoroki, but she always chose to reserve her judgement. after all, both were heroes in training  &  they had to form an alliance, even if there’s a form of dislike.

after recovering from a heart attack she just received, sayu looked up at the drastically taller boy as she backs away, a little. he already heard of her, even knew her hero name…?!    ❛ u-u-um, y-y-you can call me kurumi sayu. n-nice to meet you…. you didn’t need to s-shout like that… ❜    somehow, she felt like saying that would be fruitless. plus, she might be still reeling from that burst of sound combusting her sensitive hearing.   ❛ i-i guess it is…um… a-a-are you looking for t-todoroki-kun? i don’t g-go to his class, i’m afraid…❜

     ❝Eh?! No, I’m not looking for Todoroki-kun right now! I just came to see the kind of students that UA had!❞ He had already met 1-A, but he still wanted to see more the school could have offered him if he hadn’t failed so miserably. The thought left a bad taste in his mouth, but that was swallowed down and replaced with a laugh.

    ❝If anything, I would love to hear more about being a hero from you! You get talked quite a bit!❞ Pretty negative he might add, but she didn’t need to really know that. He was far more interested in the goods.

they    got    lucky.     that   tournament   was   bothersome  ;   the   existence   of   xenos    &&.    the   gods   more   deadly   than   the   still   breathing   all   for   one    &&.    shigaraki   both   combined.    surprising,   how   the   store   owner   turned   out   to   be   the   most   powerful   being   within   the   universe.    other   than   taqi,    of   course.    careful   to   try   not   to   fall,    daiten   reaches   down   to   grab   a   candy   bar   while   still   remaining   on   the   countertop   while   his   attention   seemed   to   turn   elsewhere   momentarily.       ”      that’s   fine   with   me.       ”       as   long   as   she’s   able   to   keep   stealing   snacks   from   the   store,   of   course.

“       well   it   was   weird.    i    probably    should   tried   to   use   it   more   than   i   did,   though,   that   guy   wiped   the   floor   with   me.       ”       a   small   huff.    she   should   have   known   better,   but   it   had   felt   odd   to   have   the   two   destructive   powers.       ”       i   better   not   become   as   buff   as   that   guy,    i   think   i’d   die.    but   yeah,   i’ll   master   it,   and   then   i’ll   kick   that   goku   guys   ass   for   making   up   all   the   tournament   shit.       ”

     Suddenly, he slapped the hand trying to steal another candy bar, a growl leaving him. ❝Stop eating my inventory!  If you eat it all, then I’m not gonna have anything left!❞ He left out the part where Teqi could just recreate all the food she ate, but she didn’t need to know.

    Manche crossed his arms over his chest, looking around before walking around the counter. Once he was at the door, he turned the open sign to closed, turning back towards Daiten.

    ❝I don’t care if you do.❞ And why would he? If Endeavor had fallen prey to all those who hated him, he would get nowhere. Dislike was common under the hero name, and he wasn’t going to lose it all now. He turned away from the younger girl, a scowl still on his features.

he’d  visited  often ,  though  his  visits  had  always  been  less  than  welcome .  rei  had  never  gone  to  see  him ,  never  attempted  to  greet  him .  the  fear  was  ever - present ;  fear  that  she’d  walk  out  and  see  that  hardened ,  angry  face , distant  and  inaccessible  despite  trying  her  best .  could  she  whether  that  again  

for  the  longest  time ,  she thinks  her  heart  can’t  take  it  —  refuses  to  see  him ,  refuses  to  acknowledge  that  he’s  there .  it’s  not  fear ;  it’s  anger . it’s the fear that all of that malice will spill out ,  that  she  will try  to  make  him  hurt .  every  time  she’d  picture  him  coming  to  see  her  face - to - face ,  it  always  ended  with  her  smashing  his  gifted  flowers  into  his  skull .  in  the  beginning ,  she  used  to  think  that  just  once ,  she’d  like  to  stand  over  him  that  way .

but  the  years  went  on ,  and  she  seemed  to  remember  who  she’d  been  before  the  anger . the  refusal  to  see  him  came  less  from  fear  of  what  she’d  do  and  more  the  simple  fear  of  what  she’d  feel .  would  the  rage  rush  back ?  would  she  have  to  start  all  over  again ,  if  she  saw  him  ?

and then  …  one  day ,   when  they  tell  her  he’s  here ,  she  thinks ,  i  can  do  it .

she  sits  by  the  window  —  good  behavior  has  earned  her a  room  with  a  view  of  the  garden , calming  and  colorful  outside  of  her  window .  she  imagines she’s  there — takes  herself  there  before  he  comes  in .

she  doesn’t  face  him ,  right  away .  her  stomach  drops ,  like  someone  looking  over  an  edge  and  teetering  over ,  blood  rushing  to  her  cheeks . 

but  she  isn’t  throwing  vases .  her  stomach  isn’t  lurching .  she’s  calm .  good .

❛   …  yes …   ❜    the first  words  she’s  said  to  him  in  years ,  soft  and  mechanical .  as  if  rehearsed .   ❛   …   ❜   would  you  like  to  sit  sounds  too  warm .  instead ,  she  simply  gives  a  subtle  nod  towards  the  single  other  empty  chair  in  her  room .

     There’s something about the coldness he receives that just... hits different. It reminded him of Shouto, funnily enough. But even Shouto mouthed off. Shouto would express his anger, no matter how slight. Rei still managed that soft tone, it made him feel guilty for even showing up. Enji thought of just dropping off the flower and leaving now, but that would be cowardly, wouldn’t it?

     He took a seat, the small jar is held in his lap, hands gently holding onto it. He tried to remember what she looked like before being put away in here, the serene look now was nothing compared to the last look of panic he got before they parted ways. It made him think if she would look any different if he hadn’t done what he did. There was a deafening silence, not wanting to further waste her time, much less sugarcoat it.

     ❝I want to become a better person. I want to become the hero I should have been from the start.❞ A deep breath is taken, his grip only slightly increasing. He had rehearsed this in his mind before but seeing her here... The future he had destroyed... It felt like his gut was wrenching worse than any battle he ever faced.

&&.    sat    atop    the    counter    besides   the   cash   register,    daiten   snacked   on   a   pocky   stick,    musing   her   thoughts,      (      despite   not   having   payed   for   the   food   just   yet      )       ”       maybe   i   should   get   a   job   here,   it’s   close   to   school    &&.    you   can   teach   me   more   stuff   about   the   gods   of   destruction.       ”       

daiten   huffs,    more   questions   on   her   mind   than   just   wondering   about   a   job.    she   leans   forwards   slightly,   the   now   empty   box   of   pocky   falling   away   into   ash   as   she   picks   it   up   to   allow   it   to   rest   in   her   palm,   her   questions   becoming   more   aimed   towards   manche,       ”      what   was   up   with   the   power   you   lent   to   me   before   that   tournament   shit,   by   the   way   ?    i   know   it’s   supposed   to   be   some   destruction   power   or   some   shit   but    …    oof.    &&.    who   had   the   bright   idea   to   create   that   game   in   the   first   place   ?       ”

@earnlifc   gets   a   dbz   starter.

     ❝Well, I’m not paying you if you do.❞ Manche huffed, his thoughts were elsewhere, however. They got lucky with that tournament. Their team was crushed maliciously, having been erased by the Grand Zeno, only to wake up like nothing ever happened. That was way too close, he needed to be sure that didn’t happen again, he had to work even harder. His attention fell back on Daiten hearing her next question.

    ❝It was destruction energy. That guy, from universe 11. He used it too, but he was way more adept at it then you were. As for the tournament, it was something that Goku fellow from Universe 7 concocted...❞ Left a sour taste in his mouth for sure, reminded of that damn mess. Manche tried to forget it focusing on Daiten.

    ❝Good morning! This is your first day, isn’t it?❞ It was so nice to meet the new students, which explains his chipper attitude towards the less than passionate girl. Surely she just needed a helping hand!

    Rough smack came down on the girls head from a pawed hand, followed by a harsh snarl.

     Pupils became slits, peering down at the younger girl. Manche knew that it ruined it all if these mortals knew of the world far beyond. But he knew there was no point in hiding it, after having to save the girl from the invading kai.

     ❝I’m serious with you. That man you met earlier, he was a Kai from another universe. I am the God of Destruction for this universe. I chose to study the growing power you all hand, but owning this seemed to be the best choice.❞

     He moved to sit down, striped tail swaying gently behind him in soft contemplation.

“  penis is in Gatorade.  ”