𝓛𝓞𝓥𝓔𝓢𝓘𝓒𝓚 - !

“A while, yeah. How are you doing, blondie?” He’d reach over to his lunch bag and pull out the extra cup of coffee he had been keeping for later, offering it to her. Whilst Hikaru hadn’t been super busy, School was stupidly annoying to where he thought it was super busy.

“Home. School. Work. You know, that kind of thing.’

                        “ i’m good!  busy busy,  y’know! ”  she took the coffee with little hesitation,  and took a sip.  “ thank youuu,  this is really good! ”

                        “ heyyyy,  stocking! ”

                         she twirled her knife in one hand and her hair with the opposite’s index finger,  making her blonde locks somehow even  more  messy.  toga swung her legs off the edge of the roof she sat on.

                         “ man,  why’d you have to go with the basic  hero  route?  your quirk would villain work so much  easier  for you ...  the league of villains could really use somebody like you around,  y’know! ”

                        “ boring,  boringggg ... ”

                         she yawned rather dramatically,  touching a hand to her cheek.  she had better things to do,  like hunting down the boy she’s had her sights on or  finally  getting around to the tracking mission shigaraki wanted her to go on ...  and yet here she was,  listening to someone who couldn’t keep her attention too well.

                        “ hi again,  edgy boy!  it’s been a while! ”

                         she plopped down next to him on a park bench,  one leg crossing over the other as she leaned back.  she was fresh off some league business,  but  he  didn’t need to know that  --  it wasn’t important for the moment.

          Shouto  feels  his  anger  rage  like  a  fire  in  his  chest  and  it  takes  all  that  he  is,  all  that  he  knows  from  years  of  concealing  his  emotions  to  quell  it  all  under  control  before  he  can  even  consider  speaking  again.  heroes  don’t  kill  people,  don’t  condone  it  —  but  he  is  not  a  hero,  he  will  never  be  a  hero,  and  he  feels  a  twinge  of  pain  at  that  reminder.  he’s  careful,  makes  sure  nothing  changes  his  facial  expressions,  but  his  eyes  can’t  hide  the  swirling  emotions.

          ❝  why  would  you  help  me  like  that?  ❞  despite  the  fact  that  Toga  had  just  invited  him  to  join  the  League  minutes  before,  Shouto  is  skeptical  of her  ordering  them  not  to  attack.  he  doesn’t  blame  himself,  either.  after  the  hero  system  had  failed  him  time  and  time  again,  Shouto  didn’t  trust  anybody  or  anything.  ❝  you  must  want  something.  for  this.  for  telling  me.  ❞

          for  giving  him  just  the  barest  shred  of  hope  that  someday  his  father  might  feel  a  fraction  of  the  pain  he  does.  it’s  such  a  dirty,  parasitic  thought,  and  yet  the  idea  fills  him  with  relief.

                        “ what would i want from you?  do you have something to  offer  me? ”  toga asks,  almost as a joke as she smiles pleasantly and tilts her head ever so slightly.  she examines his behavior quietly,  subtly.  “ nah ...  all i ask is you be willing to help out if  i  ever need a favor.  just ‘cuz i’m a murderous maniac doesn’t mean i’m a  totally  bad person ...  i know when someone needs some help.  and no offense ...  but you’re a  little  bit hopeless right now,  if i’m being honest! ”

Was he that easy to read? Well he was one whom ended up really clinging to things at times, so maybe he was in some area’s, but he wasn’t someone whom could actually hide these things, even if he wasn’t asked that directly he’d probably say it anyways. The fact that this was a dangerous area didn’t bother him at all, it wasn’t as if anyone or anything here could come close to hurting him anyways. With the sole exception of the being he heard about named All for One whom could somehow steal peoples powers, maybe….just maybe he could take an angel’s as well, so he wouldn’t risk going near them if he could avoid it. Why become stupid just because you were strong?

The flush in his cheeks at her words was very pronounced however. “W-why is that a bad thing? Honestly Sakura can’t stop thinking about you after the first meeting….Sakura thinks maybe that Sakura has a crush on Toga-hime.” Well the title of princess definitely showed that, as well as the respectful last name only usage, he liked her but he was afraid of being turned down, he wasn’t one that simply crushed this hard very often, the last one he had a crush like this on was Chronoa and he never had the courage to even speak to her.

                        his confession made her stop in her tracks,  blinking twice as the bright smile faded from her face in favor or a more confused expression.  “ a crush ...  on me? ”  she repeated,  a little bewildered;  she’d had plenty of crushes in her lifetime,  but it was rare for one to be the other way around.  she wasn’t entirely sure how she felt about sakura in return,  either;  he was cute,  sure,  and she liked being around him,  but it was  much  different than the feelings she usually associated with  love.  she felt no violent urges around him,  no deep level of passion that made her want to stab and dismember and drink.  himiko was quiet for several seconds as she thought it over.

He blinked, well that was a completely different viewpoint on that word then he had ever heard but it did make him curious. “What kind of stuff can you do with blood?”

Honestly the ability didn’t matter to him, some people assumed things like that that sounded even slightly gross would be bad but he could already picture several things, depending on the ability, that could be really amazing and beneficial to the world.

                         “ well,  i can take on the voice and appearance of whoever’s blood i just drank!  it’s a little hard to match their behavior exactly,  though. ”