Catch Me I'm Falling (Todoroki x Reader x Bakugo)

Chapter 68: Last Minute Twist

A/N: Long chapter-woot woot! uwu

**League of Villains Hideout**

"What do you think, Tomura Shigaraki? Are you curious about that fire cat, y/n l/n? Will you go after her...?" Kurogiri ventured to ask, after observing his first in command hunched over the counter while slouching on the bar stool.

He had been staring intently down at a photograph of a h/c haired e/c eyed high school girl with cat ears, who was sporting her U.A. gym uniform while flashing a cheerful grin as a flame danced over her palm.

It was a candid photograph taken during one of her matches at the U.A. Sports Festival.

Before Shigaraki could say a word, the door burst open and in walked in a man with black hair and turquoise eyes.

Dabi's skin was once again the first thing that caught Shigaraki's eye, taking time to remark on it, in a rather less than friendly manner.

"You still look gross in person."

Dabi didn't let the comment phase him. He leisurely stepped closer to the pale man, who had the notorious floating hand in front of his face before quipping back.

"You must not be a looker yourself if you have to hide your face like that."

This earned a growl from Shigaraki, who crumpled the photograph in his hand before using his Decay Quirk to disintegrate it into nothing but dust. He lunged toward the patchwork skinned man, but Kurogiri pulled him back by his slender shoulder, effectively stopping his would-be assault.

"Let's not." Kurogiri's voice was calm but stern as he eyeballed both the other men.

"If. You. Weren't. The. Warp. Gate..." Shigaraki managed to mutter through clenched teeth, scratching the side of his neck as he sat back down.

"What brings you here?" The man made of mist interrogated, his seemingly yellow glowing eyes narrowing at the newcomer.

"y/n l/n. You're planning to nab her?" Dabi retorted with his own question, his facial features remaining expressionless even when the other two shot him quizzical looks.

"Why? Do you want her?" Shigaraki was suddenly interested in the topic enough to have forgotten about Dabi's earlier verbal jab. "She's a little too young still, don't you think?"

Dabi could hear the smirk in Shigaraki's voice, but he resisted the urge to roll his heavy-lidded eyes. He stayed silent for a second, thinking of what to say to get the grayish blue haired man in front of him to be less weary of his true intentions.

"We have similar Quirks. You saw what she could do at the sports festival...she has potential to be a very useful tool."

Shigaraki hummed, muttering to himself in thought while scratching again.

Dabi already figured the man was a total nut job, but even more so when his musings got louder and so did the sound of his scratching. It got to the point where he thought Shigaraki would claw his own flesh off, but finally, after a good solid minute, the murmuring and scratching stopped altogether.

Shigaraki slowly turned his head to face Dabi.

"I don't fully believe you...that that's all you want...clearly, you have other motives..." Shigaraki started to say, but the floating hand in front of his face started to drop, revealing a wickedly creepy smile that distracted Dabi for a second. "But I don't care. I'm intrigued. You're not the first to ask about her...so she must be special. We'll do what we can." He gestured toward Kurogiri, who didn't particularly know what to think about the whole situation.