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If it happens, it happens.	By : AI_Chan Category: -Misc Anime > General Views: 6100 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Boku no Hero Academia or the characters from it that are used. The villains used, however, I thought of myself. I am making no money off of this story.

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- 1-If it happens, it happens
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Kirishima winced as his knees dug into the gravel covered stone ground. He peered off to his side, catching a glance at his fellow hero and senpai, Suneater. They exchanged a glance before Kirishima was harshly hit in the back of the head, hearing a gruff, "Look forward, kid."
   Their pictures were taken, assumbly so the minor-league villains that took them here have proof of their kidnapping. 'They're going to contact someone and try to get a ransom, huh...' Kirishima pondered. The henchmen mumbled in the background about "price" and "last" and "kids." Kirishima snuck another glance at his partner, seeing tears almost welling up. "Looks like I'll have to get us out of this."
   First off, why were they kidnapped? And how?
   They'd gotten an assignment from Fatgum to check out a supposed villain base. These villains were said to be petty, thieving from small stores and the occasional assault on a citizen. About a week ago, police were sent to investigate, but were frightened off by a supposed "Shield Quirk," creating a strong, bullet-resistant barrier. They called for heroes with close-range Quirks, Fatgum hearing of this call and sending his pupils out to help out.
   And how... The 2 had approached the building from the front, where there was a rickety-looking door that looked like it would fall right off. They would've gone through another way, but all 4 sides were solid metal, no windows, surrounded by a blue-green glowing barrier. Kirishima and Suneater (hereby referred to as Tamaki) surveyed the situation from the front, no villains in sight.
   "D'ya think it's safe to head in?" Kirishima muttered, trying to keep quiet in fear of revealing their 'surprise attack.' Tamaki looked a little tense. Well, he always looked tense. He looked slightly more tense than usual. His eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was shut in a tight frown. He mumbled back, "Probably not. Should we just kick down the door?"
   "Oh, you won't be needing to do that, Heroes."
   It was a dark voice, low, and followed by a deep chuckle. Sensing danger, both Heroes immediately activated their quirks. The second, though, Kirishima's skin hardened, a hand shot out from the alleyway on the side, grabbing the back of Tamaki's hood and scarf and pulling it tightly to the front of his neck. The metal of his mouth guard dug into his chin and his scarf pressed hard to his Adams apple. The person who'd grabbed him commanded harshly to Kirishima, "Deactivate your Quirk. And don't move, or I'll strangle him." He breathed, hot and rancid, on the back of Tamaki's neck and ears.
   He as he was told without thinking, not wanting his senpai to get injured moreso, let alone lose his life. As soon as he did, though, he was met with a sharp impact to the nape of his neck. His eyes stayed wide open and he landed in the arm of the same hero who'd paralyzed him from behind. He could barely move, not walk for sure, but move his fingers and shoulders and buckle his knees. Kirishima tried to harden his body instinctively in defense, but he found that he couldn't use his quirk.
   Kirishima watched as the person who grabbed Tamaki reached over to him, Tamaki's scarf still tight in his hand, and picked Kirishima up, slung him under his arm, and walked forward to the entrance. The old, crooked metal door was lifted open by the man who'd paralyzed Kirishima and both villains walked through.
   The interior was nearly how'd you expect it to be, a few weak-looking villains scattered throughout among scrappy old furniture and boxes. The plush chairs and stools were parallel from a wide open space of about one-third of the width of the building. In a large, fluffy-looking rocking chair, sat a tall, blonde villain, his elbows resting on his knees and a slight grimace on his face. Said villain uttered with a dry voice, "Go ahead and set them there, Beast."
   This "Beast" did not 'set' Kirishima down, he dropped him, the light sprinkling of gravel digging into his chest and palms, whilst Beast placed a wide-eyed and fearful Tamaki on his knees beside him. The slender villain who'd paralyzed Kirishima reached over and gripped the back of Tamaki's neck, disabling his quirk as well.
   A big hand sat Kirishima up as well, and his hands were cuffed and latched to the wall behind him by an obviously quirk-created rope. The head villain clearly knew that they were hero students, and knew their quirks and somehow knew they were coming as well.
   (So here we are, back at the beginning.)
   Kirishima kept turning his head to take a glance at Tamaki, and each time he was met with a worse and worse sight. At first, looking sad, looking weak, and then looking pitiful and on the brim of tears. Over the course of an hour, the main boss leaving at about the 15 min mark, the villains became.. Interested in them.
   Once that leader of theirs left, there were 6 henchmen left to keep an eye on them. The beefiest one stayed lounging on a sturdy-looking couch behind a row of chairs, they had learned his name was Grass when the smallest of the group yelled over to him, "Hey, get over here and take a good look at these kids, Grass!!" Which was responded with, calmly, "Mind your biz-ness." This argument was cut short as everyone turned to the sound of a loud, muffled, alarming groan came from Tamaki.
   A very tall yet lean man with long, spindly fingers and a 90 degree grin had his fingers loosely wrapped around Tamaki's neck, the other hand gripping his shoulder tightly. He appeared to be enjoying Tamaki's scent, based by how close he was. "Hey, Spider, cut it out," the small, talkative one of them asserted with a slightly disgusted frown and tight eyebrows.
   So-called Spider smiled sharper and tapped his index finger slowly against Tamaki's throat, before stopping and a centimeter from his neck, transforming into a sharp, serrated blade. By this point, Tamaki's eyes were wide to their limits and barely spilling tears. He let out a muffled scream under his scarf, which had been tied around his mouth earlier. The shrill scream melted into a sob as Tamaki's eyes shut in borderline acceptance as tears rolled down his face.
   Spider drew his hand away but quickly turned his hand and gave him a shallow, half-centimeter deep cut on his shoulder. This jolted Tamaki, bouncing slightly once and eyes opening wide once again.
   Then, oh-so-quietly, a pitter-patter sound appeared. Like rain, along with a soft hiss. Kirishima wasn't the first one to look down at Tamaki, for sure, as the talkative henchman jumped away and yelled "EWW!" Tamaki's eyes fluttered shut as fresh tears resurfaced. Along with the resumed, but louder, sobs.
   Tamaki just sat, knees apart, ankles together, as an amber puddle gathered beneath him and around his knees and bare feet. Honestly, Kirishima couldn't be grossed out. He understood how Tamaki felt. Looking at the sneering and laughing faces of the villains, Kirishima made a mental note to kill them afterwards, dismissing it as 'I had to do it, they were fighting so strongly I had to take my opportunity.'
   Once he'd finished, the villains didn't stop laughing, except that talkative one'd left in disgust. The knees and crotch of Tamaki's hero outfit were completely soaked. Tamaki continued crying. His face and ears had gone bright, bright pink with shame.
   "These villains are dead. They're so dead," Kirishima fumed.
   The henchman named Beast had wandered behind Tamaki, glaring down at him, and muttered, "What a mess..." And the sickeningly perky voice of another villain chuckled, "He made the mess. He should clean it up, no?" It appeared he approved of this, pressing his large boot to the back of Tamaki's head until it was hovering above the pool of piss. With a final push of his foot, Tamaki's cheek made contact with the cold stone ground and the puddle with a small splash. Tamaki kept sobbing quietly, keeping his mouth closed.
   Beast moved his foot around on the back of Tamaki's face, rubbing his cheek on the wet mess and the ground. "You heard him, kid. Clean it up." "He's not going to do it," the perky voice chirped again. "Let me try." this other villain looked average height and weight for a kid, only a little older than Tamaki himself. He got on his knees carefully next to Tamaki, flicked Beast's boot to signal, 'I got this.' and he took a fistful of Tamaki's dark hair and eased him, nose first, into the puddle.
   His laugh was high pitched and loud as he found it hilarious, using Tamaki's face and soaking it as well with his pee. His sick grin grew into a frown and then a scowl, his face screwing up as he shrieked "DRINK IT! OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!" And Beast moved his hand, grabbing Kirishima by his spiky hair and yanking on it. Tamaki saw that out of the corner of his eye, and Beast growled "Do what he says." And tightened his grip, Kirishima squeaking lightly.
   Eyebrows furrowed and tears flowing madly, Tamaki stuck out his tongue and opened his mouth just a little. The young villain resumed his indulgent chuckling as he mopped up the mess, even turning Tamaki's head and using his hair to clean up as well. Suddenly he pulled Tamaki's head back and dropped him forward, landing with his forehead in the piss. "Keep going," the youngest henchman commanded, looking absolutely happy, grinning from ear to ear. Tamaki resumed his bawling as he puckered his lips and attempted to drink up the mess. He stuck out his tongue and tried to lap it up as well. He rested to catch his breath, his chin resting in it.
   "GOD, you're filthy!" The young villain shrieked with laughter. A bang was heard from the vicinity of the door as it crashed open, every henchman looked in that direction. Some being wise and running away. In busted Fatgum, a series of police officers, Mirio, and Nejire.
   All the heroes ran to the villains, the only one escaping being the largest, beefy one, Grass. Kirishima's wrists were unbound by a police officer, and he immediately activated his quirk and bashed the young villain in the face hard enough to knock him out and probably break his jaw as well.
   When Tamaki's wrists were free, he couldn't find the motivation to move at all. It seemed like he was still paralyzed.
   And once the villains were chained up, and escorted away, the shit thoroughly beaten out of them, his teammates and mentor approached him with hugs, only to have Tamaki turn away, and Kirishima tapped Fatgum and made a gesture at the now considerably smaller puddle, all 3 realizing what'd happened, also seeing Tamaki's appearance and his smell. Yet, Mirio and Kirishima hugged him so so tightly, understanding he needed it.
   Within 3 days, Tamaki was back to his old, anxiety-ridden self. He wanted to forget, but he decided to learn from it, rather. Being safer, thinking ahead, observing the surroundings.
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