Shiro and You moved in silence through U.A. once you stepped outside both Shiro and you were blinded by the foreign sun. You had to shield your eyes, stumbling down the stairs.
"Looks like their whole, 'if your inside U.A. grounds you don't have to be on a leash'-" Shiro mocked, "-thing wasn't total bullshit."
You nod, too tired to voice a reply.
"I can't believe they fell for like the oldest trick in the book-" Shiro groaned, rubbing his sore shoulder. "-it couldn't have been more obvious even if Tank was face fucking the camera-"
"Seriously?" You didn't need the image in your head.
"I'm just saying!" Shiro defends, "How the hell can we rely on Naomasa and his so-called team if they are falling for Puzzles basic ass tricks?"
"We can't." You and Shiro locked eyes, after a second he faced forward, lips pulled into a tight line.
It was clear now, until Shooter is six feet deep, Shiro knew he, Gray and you would constantly be looking over your shoulder, waiting for the next shoe to drop, waiting for Shooter to make his next move, this constantly being suspended in flight or fight mode was no way to live, he knew because it's all you three had been doing for years to stay alive.
Shiro moved his gaze from the brightly colored grass, hearing Class C1-A.
"Aw-" Shiro yawned, "-look, it's Mr. Self Absorbed himself."
"He isn't like that." You defended All Might, who was waving you and Shiro over to him having spotted the two of you.
"Oh, defending now, are we?" Shiro smirked at your annoyed glare.
"Go fuck yourself."
"Only if you watch, Princess."
"Don't call me that, and you can't afford me."
"Oh, only Blondie can?"
"It's like you want to get shot again."
"Hang on to that thought and cover for me." Shiro spun around you, headed off in a different direction. You furrowed your brows, "I'm gonna give our little cobbler a call, see if he has any new leads to those shoes I asked for."
You nod, understanding, turning back around shoving your hands into your pockets you joined All Might's side.
"Where is Shiro going?"
"To call his brother." You reply not moving to look All Might in the eye. Bakugo and Midoriya were on the field in a hand-to-hand fight, there was more trash talk going on than actual fighting...
"Ah-" All Might nods, "-it's good he is staying in touch with his family while here."
"Mm." You hummed a response, All Might grinned ear to ear at this, you weren't just ignoring him like you had been, this was progress after two long weeks!
"How did the meeting with Naomasa go?" All Might wondered, already knowing due to his friend texting him.
"Peachy." You reply, finally glancing in his direction. "I'm surprised you didn't come busting into the room."
"Yeah well-" All Might nervously laughed, "-Aizawa texted me, explaining the situation, that's why I have your class out here actually, to calm them down."
"Calm them down?" You repeat with a frown, glancing to the sidelines, instantly noticing Mina had been staring you down, she grinned, frantically waving to you. You just turned back to All Might for more of an explanation.
"Aizawa had your meeting under control, I went to your class to fill them in on what was going on."
"Why?"
"Because four of them were trying to get past Midnight and break the classroom door down, having their friend randomly jumps up and sprint out of the classroom was a little unsettling for them."
"Mm." It hadn't occurred to you what your class would have been thinking, you and Shiro randomly vanishing the way you did, you stared off to the side...why did you care what they thought?"
"Speaking of your meeting with Naomasa-" All Might pulled you from your trance. "Aizawa shut the meeting down before Naomasa could ask you..."
"Spit it out-" You turned to observe the fight, "-or drop it." You just wanted him to get to the freaking point already.
"Naomasa wants to put together a press conference for you and the other Bullets."
"A what?" You frown, turning to the blond hero, not expecting to hear this.
"He seems to think it'll be good for you three, to give the public as well as the HPSC a chance to hear from you and see how you three are the real victims in all this-"
"We are not victims." Your brows knitted together, looking into his glowing blue eyes.
"You were forced onto the Seven Bullets-" All Might places a soft hand on your healing shoulder. "-made to do God knows what, and that mark on your neck proves how hard you had to fight."
Without thinking your fingers traveled to the tender flesh, you had forgotten the collar was removed...
"The three of you have been through hell, and fought so hard to stay alive through it all-" All Might weakly smiled, "-now let someone else fight for a little while, ok?"
"Yeah." You pull away, placing your hand back in your jacket. "Just tell us when."
"Hey-" All Might smiled, stepping in front of you, blocking your classmates sight. "-you don't have to do anything you don't want to...we aren't forcing you to do this, it's ok if you don't want to have this conference-"
"Then no."
"N-No?" All Might blinked.
"If you're giving me the choice-" You stared up at him. "-then the answer is no."
"I-I b-but-" All Might paused, gazing down at you after a moment he nods. "-alright, I-I'll let Naomasa know." He turned his attention back to the fight filled with trash talk. All Might gently place a hand on the middle of your back. "Your shoulder seems to be healing nicely."
"It is-" You replied, "-don't touch me."
"Got it." All Might retracted his arm, too soon for touching he understood.
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Standing in a damp abandoned diner, Puzzle slams her fist on the bar, glaring at the seven people collected across the bar from her.
"I want her dead!" She sneers between her teeth.
"Which one again?" Toga sits on one of the intact stools, leaning on her arm bored. "There's like a lot of them-"
"There is only three not dead-!" Puzzle growled, "-the one with yellow eyes, I want her dead."
"That doesn't help-" Spinner shrugs, "-since they all wear masks and all."
"Five-!" Puzzle snaps, slamming a picture of you down on the crumbling bar. It was a stolen snapshot of you beside Aizawa. "-I want the fifth Bullet dead!"
"What's your deal with Five?" Dabi questioned, standing off to the side, arms crossed over his chest.
"What does it matter?" Puzzle accused. "Do you have a problem with me tagging her?"
"Of course, not-" Shigaraki stepped in, knowing his group needed the money to pay off villains. "-we have no attachments to Pro-Hero Five-" Shigaraki shot Dabi a glare. "-or anyone from the Seven Bullets."
"But you do know of the group?" Tank butted in, standing behind his sister, acting more as a bodyguard.
"Who doesn't know of the Seven Bullets?" Shigaraki waved, "Every channel has been playing them on a loop since their big reveal."
"Hm." Tank glared down, unsatisfied with this response.
"While it is true, we have done dealings with the Seven Bullets in the past-" Shigaraki quickly added, "-it was all business, before we knew about the whole imprisonment thing."
"I don't care how you do it-" Puzzle butted in, getting the conversation back on track. "-but I want Five, and I want that tall one too...dead by the end of the week!"
"Three or Seven?" Mr. Compression raised his hand. "Those are the only other two alive, and from my point of view, they both could be considered 'tall' so more information would be-"
"Seven!" Puzzle riled, feeling her hair on her neck stand upward from how irritating this group was! "The tall one is Seven!"
"Very well." Shigaraki nods, "We will kill Pro-Hero's Five and Seven for you, but it'll cost you double."
"Deal." Puzzle nods, Shigaraki offered his hand out to shake, Puzzle crunched her nose, she waved him away. "I have a rule, I don't touch people who play with severed parts."
Shigaraki stared at Puzzle's masked face with a deadpan expression.
"We require a down payment, then the rest when the job is complete." Kurogiri quickly replied on behalf of Shigaraki who continued to stare wide-eyed into Puzzles painted mask.
"Very well, Tank, pay the creeps." Puzzle waved, turning on her heel. Tank watched his sister practically skipping away, a dejected look hidden by his metal mask.