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"wanna know a secret?". Dabi mocked arms clinging around Hawks shoulders his fire burning all along Hawks back. Hawks gasped struggling to breathe.

"I'll give you two even. AFO, the actual one, isn't in prison. He sitting in his fancy little mansion giving orders through a puppet. Bastard likes being smarter than everyone. It's a pretty little mansion on Hakkodai prefecture .....". Hawks wanted to scream the fire had started digging into his back muscles and Twice was still crawling on the floor still so alive with this disaster of a mission.

"Second secret is more of a demonstration.". Blue flames surges enveloping the room and it's occupants. "Maybe we'll meet again.". Hawjs heard the whispered words as darkness took his eyes.

Hawks woke up to white ceilings and beeping machinery 

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"it's why he's so fuck in the head. Imagine remembering the moments you die the moment of being burned alive by your own quirk. And still he was a disappointed to me just like to his father. I couldn't use it myself and it didn't work on others....". He gave him a cruel grin. "Until you. You and the fumbling idiot are the only people to be reborn. Touya has been keeping a very useful secret from me and my pleasure at it's reveal was immense. The ability to be reborn in perfect form even if damaged before the fire. Of course I cannot take his quirk for myself, my physicality does not allow for use of it, but the possibility of controlling him.". Hawks felt bile rise up in his throat. His talons dug into his palms from gripping his primaries so hard.

"You understand I had to reclaim him. Taming him has always been difficult, he is stubborn but where would he go. He belongs to me now even after death."

"You have Dabi.". Hawks hisses. "How? He died by ice."

"Ice can't kill him. He's immune.". He laughed dodging a swipe of a blade at his head. Hawks narrowed his eyes, a little bit relieved that AFO is falling for Dabi method of distraction. "He was easy enough to collect from the hospital and.." he breathes fire at Hawks causing him to dodge before speaking more. "My assistants were more than willing to bring him to me.". 

"Where is he?". 

"Not too far. I needed him on hand.". 

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Hawks limbed into the labs eyes flicking over the various glass containers along the wall. None in of the tanks were occupied so he continued further until he sees something on the ground wedged between desk and the wall.

"Touya?". He ask, kneeling next to the blackened form of Touya Todoroki. He could just see his chest move but he was covered in burns. "That looks like it hurts.". He wasn't sure what he was expecting but the slide of blue eyes in his direction was not it. He swallows before raising a hand to touch the soft hair on top of his head. He pets him in gentle light motions encouraging him to relax into the wall.

"I learned a bit about your quirk.". Blue eyes blinked slowly at him. He thinks Touya may not be able to talk. "I'll be here.". He takes a deep breath calming his feathers drawing blue eyes to them. "You won't be alone this time.". He offers his second hand and watches with bated breath as Touya seemed to think. It may be a bad idea, but he can't save all of them. He may be able to save Touya, to give Touya a future.

A burnt hand curled around his and he watches as flames envelope the burnt body before him. He doesn't let go even when flames kick at his gloves as his hands fade to ash. He gulps as the flames die back leaving an ash covered body slumped against the wall. He touches his neck feeling the soft pulse under his fingers before picking up the skinny form of Touya. He is so tiny and unscarred and looks vulnerable.  

A strange contrast to the Dabi he knows is the one he carries out of AFO mansion.

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Rei mental break leads her to villainy and she finds Dabi in the process. Her guilt over what happened with her children leads to her focusing on helping and protecting this skinny ass starving teenager name Dabi.

She keeps herself covered and Dabi doesn't know that Frostbite is his mother whom he never really knew. She learns about her adopted kid and his family life before meeting her. She makes uncomfortable comparisons between her and his. mother

Rei was a bad mother to Touya as she left him only in Enji care. Part of his smallness is do malnourishment and he doesn't like anyone other than his dad because he didn't know any of them. Essentially Touya and Rei get their time to bond as homeless people in Tokyo. Rei becomes a villain to atone for her crimes and Dabi acts as an informant.

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Touya suffers his father's/mother's abuse/neglect, he survives being burned and escape a mad doctor after being experiment on.

He just wanted his family's attention; he wanted to have a purpose as his parents had created him for one. Now, he is just tired and wants to be left alone. The skinny man after years struggling to get some money, any food and shelter has finally managed to find himself an id, a job and a crappy studio above his shop.

He stays out of sight of heroes and just keeps his head down.
Jobs:. coffee shop owner..bartender...florist...any random small business

Hawks is assigned by the League doctor to find a runaway experiment. Hawks finds him gets him attacked by a nomu experiences why they want him back and learns how far the doctors reach goes

Dabi reveals there are heroes on the doctors payroll so starts the most elaborate undercover witness protection the HSPC has sponsor.

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Abusive Rei storyline:. She refused to feed and care for Enji heir even after he was no longer the heir this leads to a super independent Touya who has little to no contact with his siblings. He gets used to tending to himself before he burns at the peak.

Touya escapes the lap with tiny underweight tenko who only 8, the same fucking age as Natsuo and Touya can carry the tiny fucker which says a lot because touya is small for a teen. (12-13)

While tenko is hiding in their latest shelter, Touya is cooking up some rodents and birds for the group of animal quirk homeless guys that share their current alleyway. he's holding his hand to a metal trash lid keeping it hot while one guy is cleaning said animals. its an easy job and he gets a few bites of meat from helping cooking. touya finds it a bit nostalgic as he thinks about the times he had to cook his own food. shaking his head he accepts the meat into their used and chipped ceramic bowl and takes his time adding in the "stolen" seasonings. honestly until he needed to hide in dumpster and depend on adults looking away from him, Touya never had a clue how much food got thrown away or how much seasoning where tossed for being a day old. he can't fight some of the other homeless people for the good dumpster but he has managed to scrape just enough seasonings and salt to get some of them willing to share their food or at least let him raid their dumpster. A lot of the animal quirks tend to hunt the various animals in exchange for clothes, it space to sleep so Touya learns to cook rats, pigeons and even snakes thanks to his willingness to share.

tonight groups wasn't too bad, at least he hasnt had to burn anyone to keep them from touching him and none of them had even looked in tenko direction. they all had some kind of animal quirk and had no problem sharing their caught food in exchange for a cook and a night long fire. winter wasn't too cold yet, but fire is appreciated wherever it can be found.

"huh," someone grunted leaning into Touya's space. the teen bared his teeth mimicking an alley cat in his hissing as a large, very large man stood behind him. He was already planning to ditching the pan when he started reaching for him...but then the guy was yanked back by one of the others, another large dude but this one had proper clean clothes and large furry clawed hands. he was clearly an heteromorphic quirk but he didn't look homeless, in fact he had one of those fancy carts touya has seen some of the stores used to unload trucks behind him loaded down with meal boxes.

"Back off the kid." he gruffs, shoving the man further away when he started heading for Touya again. A few other guys had started shifting this way, some heading for the food while a handful got between the new guys and their temporary cook. Touya wasn't complete sure how he felt about being protected; he was cooking their food but it was clear they didn't need it anymore with the new guy so these guys were just there. The stare off between the two guys ended when sirens started off down the street and the guy who had been a little too close...little too big....little too much....touya remembers another one who got the jump on him and shaking those thoughts away, he watch as his potential attacker....rapist, he saw his face and he knew what would have happened if no one had been here and if touya couldn't fight back, run away. the alley crew watch him until he was out of sight before they descended like hounds on the new guy, overly excited and strangely polite as the guy starts handing out meal boxes. Three guys stay near Touya waiting for the meat he had tossed on the makeshift grill to finish cooking and collecting their portions before wondering over.

Despite the lack of interest, Touya finished cooking up the remaining pile of meat in the bowl setting aside it and the grill to the side and properly lighting the trashcan into a good fire. He collect his own section of meat planning to ditch the group before any more trouble showed up.

"Hey kid!"

Touya flinches, an habit he still hasn't got rid of since leaving that house. he glared up meeting the vertical pupils of the lion guy handing out the meal boxes. He doesn't saying anything else just waves one of those boxes gesturing him over. for a moment Touya hesitates thinking it would be better to refuse and safer, but he thinks of the skinny arms of tenko and steps forward accepting the meal. he gives a quick nod in thanks and flees the alleyway; he doesn't notice the thoughtful look on the guy's face or his questioning the three other feline quirks about the meat he had prepared. afterall it's not like he is going to see the guy again.

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A few months later and well into January, Touya had a sick kid on his back as he pushes into one of the barely clear alleys. This one was tight and narrow leaving little room for the snow to push in so he wiggles past some dumpsters and their associated feline residents. Just far enough into the alley he finds a group of people and breathes when he sees its a mix of genders. It wouldn't have been the first time he spent a night preventing people from using him as a bedwarmer, but he doesn't want tenko to see especially to get any ideas.

"we ain't got room for you." one of the woman snapped from where she was squeezed between two others. Touya says nothing and makes his way to the makeshift fire pit, a half metal barrel with a combination of scrap boards and paper. He lights it with a single finger letting the blue flames fade to white than to yellow before settling on orange and stares down the woman. "Welcome." she offers tone still brisk gesturing to the bit of spare concrete closest to the exit and the windest spot. Touya continues to stay silent and gets set up making Tenko comfortable while the fire's heat spread to the area. Good thing about a narrow alley, fires more effective. he wants to pull out some of the food he got, but isn't sure if it is safe enough not to get mugged. Sighing he settles to just keeping Tenko warm and keeping the fire going as the winter storm builds up through the night.

at one point he fell asleep and was woken by one of the women throwing a rock at him. He hisses hating how much he aches as she just shrugs. He follows her gestured to the dying fire and makes an effect to relight it with blue flames so the others can do back to adding fuel. He stares around noting how someone had taken time to push the freshly fallen snow to the sides and built up a little half wall of snow to give them the illusion of shelter. Someone with a canine quirk is standing by the door seemingly waiting for it to open and the only avian quirk is staring intently at a group of rats in the side.

"if you catch them, I can cook them." Touya offers, eyeing the flatish sheet of metal next to the trashcan. The avian perks up and dives across the stone grabbing three fat rats and snapping their necks. blinking slowly he offers them to the teen, only looking a little sheepish. it seemed like everyone in the alley was focused as Touya pulls out the little knife he had stolen from one of those annoying ass sidekicks and begins gutting and skinning the three animals. He tosses the waste into the fire and nudges tenko to get the spice mix out of his bag. He talks him into sprinkling it over the meat now cut into several long strips, may not be enough to fill everyone but enough everyone will get a strip of they want. tenko blurry eyes focus intently as Touya lays them out of the pre heated sheet(he had one hand resting on it as the kid focused on his task) and uses both hands to keep the metal nice and hot as the meat cooks. The avian from earlier had managed to find a metal skewer and was using to to turn the meat while Touya acted as a stovetop.

There was a mumble of thanks as they passed around the meat from several people and the avian had made sure to keep the biggest, if you could call them that, for herself, touya and tenko. Touya hums appreciatively at the gesture and makes sure Tenko consumes his first before munching on his own food. Its taken several months and a lot of trial and error to find a season combination that allows for rat to taste pretty good when grilled.

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"Got a job for ya." he offers letting someone else take another mealbox.

"not interested." Dabi, once called Touya, states focusing on turning the skewers of snake meat that one of the lizard kids at caught earlier. He's got a bit of reputation now, and he isn't looking to ruin it with some good toe shoes whose a little too interested in a minor, he may be barely a minor but Dabi is still 17 and living on the streets.

"Its not too different from what you're doing now." the guy continues ignoring the glower for the teen sitting next to his potential employee. "I need a cook, someone not classic train and a bitch to work with."

"You got wax in your ears, told you not interested." He holds out his hand accepting the clutch of pigeon eggs from one of the nearly kids. He crackes one at a time, one handed and tossing the shells into the fire. The teen across from him shakes a spice bottle over half of them and leaves the other half alone. They have been with this group for a few weeks now and is familiar enough with their diets to know not all of them can handle spices. Dabi's been thinking about seeing if he can get milder stuff and try some of the experiments he has been thinking of but while life as a homeless guy makes it a bit hard. He shoves down his groan when the guy continues talking to him.

"Look, I need a cook that's not going to throw a fit about a group of people coming in asking for rat meat and even better." he grins at him showing off his maw of sharp teeth. "you know how to cook it. You know how hard it is to find someone who can cook nontraditional meat in this area." Several people nod like they understood his problems; Dabi just wanted to finish cooking the remained of the meal and ditch him. "Dabi," he gets a side eye from him, but he doesn't show any other interest. "Lots of the people say you've been good to them and many say they only have a meal due to you. I can't help everyone out here with my food, but I can help more if you're working with me." He hands over his last meal box eyes staring at the small crowd still left without a meal even as several share theirs and Dabi starts handing over the finished food he had been working on. Sighing he accepts a hug from one of the tiny avian kids from the family of five and folds up his cart. The small teen helping Dabi stops infront of him holding out a glove covered hand, it was a weird glove with only two fingers covered but he stared at him.

"You got an address card or some shit. Dabi will think it over."

"Wha...Fuck, yes. Hold on." he scrambles digging into his many pockets until his stack of cards was in hand. He handed it over gleefully and while he had the stack on hand started offering the shelter ones to the crowd. A few of the families came forward and a few middle age people accepted the card listing various homeless friendly businesses and heteromorphic friendly shelters. He tries not to stare at the two teens who were packing up their bag and food to leave. Even if he can't help them and get help from them; there are a streets full of people needing help.

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"You like cooking." Tomura plucked the card free of the trashcan and glared at his brother...saviour...who the fuck knows what Dabit is to him at this point.

"No, we survive by me cooking."

"Shut up!" Tomura hisses. "you like cooking, don't even try that shit you shit head. What would be wrong with taking him up on it? It would at least be a constant source of food and YOU like cooking."

"and what about you?"

"What about me! Just sneak me in or demand I live with you. The guy is one of those annoying good two shoes who makes this world seem salvageable. I can guarantee he is doing this to save us or some bullshit." He holds the card out with its neatly printed address just a few blocks away. "You said once if a true hero came along, you would let them help us. You said you would make them help us." he shakes the card. "Guess what, the fucker finally showed up." Dabi accepts the card still holding that depressive frown.

"This could go so wrong." He tries to argue one more time even as he turns and starts heading in the direction of the address."

"Then tell me off when it does. Till then," Tomura bumps his shoulder with a soft fist. "we survived worse than a suspiciously nice NPC."

At the address stood a open face restaurant. Dabi could hear the various people talking from behind the covering screen and see the edges of the stools they were most likely sitting on. He takes a shaky breath, glares at the obnoxious Tomura and pushes through the curtain door drawing the attention of most of the people in the restaurant. Funnily enough, he was one of the most bland appearing people in the room. He suspects the guy may have trouble getting a chef for a very bigotry reason and sighs as said guy comes out of the kitchen grinning as he handed a tray to one of the servers. He refuses to shrink back when he spots him and pounces over the counter heading for him grinning with his sharp teeth exposed.

"Was starting to think it was a hard no."

"It still may be." Dabi says, eyeing the people watching him from the counter. He's not sure how safe this whole situation will be. "It's not exactly in my neck of the woods."

"Do I look stupid, kid."

"Considering I don't know your name. yes."

"Fuck, you're harsh." he grins wider and Dabi could see the entirety of his canines. Its been awhile since someone looked that happy to see him, even Tomura only gives him small grins. "Kenji Fujimoto." he gives a slight bow which Dabi makes a point not to return.

"Dabi."

"Let me show you around. I got a part timer who can handle the kitchen for a little bit." the place did look slow at the moment so Dabi nodded and followed him behind the curtain. They passed through the kitchen where a goat headed guy was manning the grill and flashing them a peace sign. Just past the kitchen was a set of stairs leading up which they took to head for the second floor. Here it descended into a weird mix of rooms from dry storage, non food storage and a small office wedged full of containers and paperwork. Dabi had no clue what kind of paperwork a chef could have but there was a few file cabinets of it. "Grab that chair and lets talk." He claims the remaining chair behind the desk. "What's on your mind about all of this?"

"Strange first question," Dabi says, leaning back in the chair legs spread wide as he stares at the Kenji. "I don't really have a plan."

"So? I didn't ask for a plan." Dabi gives a sharp laugh, a little bit amused by his comment. "Why did you show up? What do you want? Not what will get you through the day, but what will make your life better."

"Dead Dad would do the trick: mine and Tomuras." He answers and it's only half a joke but he sits there and stares at the worn finish of the desk and thinks about the question. No matter what, he wouldn't have let Tomura bully him this far if he didn't want something. He's tired of hiding and running. He's tired of flinching at loud noises and defending them anytime the wrong person shows up. He thinks of the creature they ran into last week and the sheer fear of the possibility of Tomura's sensei finding them and how quickly he would become one of those things. He hears tomura say how much he loves cooking and finally looks up to meet the patiently waiting Kenji. "I...." He takes a deeper breath, heartbeat a little too fast for this very silly situation. "I want somewhere to stay and be safe. I want to....I want to have a life where food is a comfortable." He runs his hand through his dirty ass hair and laughs deciding might as well go all in. "I want my brother to go to school or play those games he keeps talking about. I want to pay back all those people out there that helped us these last few years. I want a life." Kenji lost his smile but he didn't look less happy just more content.

"Yeah, I know. You know why I offer to you?" He says waiting for the confused head shake before continuing. "It's because you had this look on your face every time I've meet you. Its not much but you looked happy when you were cooking for everyone. It stuck on my mind, how happy you looked and how willing you were to help the others. When I started asking around, a lot of them mention how you seasoned the food and how you changed how you cook eat to meet their needs. Fuck, kid, there's entire communities of homeless that talk about you like you're one of the top ten. I saw you and heard them and realized you would get it."

"Get it?"

"Why food matter and why helping them is more important than chasing some lofty goal. I think you'd be a great cook and a great help to get more...to those struggling to survive." Dabi bows his head quickly hiding the wet look to his eyes. He may still be able to cry but he hates how it burns and causes his wounds to bleed. He can't remember the last time someone had looked and talked about him like he was special and important. He has spend so many of the last several years being replaceable and broken. They sat for a few minutes, Dabi too emotional to speak and Kenji giving him time to process. Finally, he pull back Dabi's attention by standing and walking to the door. "Looks like you need a little more convincing. Let's check out the apartment, you'd be staying in."

"Apartment?" Dabi scrambles to follow surprised housing is even an option. They headed back to the stairs and Dabi spots the second set of stairs leading upwards.

"Yup, it's not much. Its just as big as this space, but has a bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen. Used to be two studios but the last building owners had lived in there before they sold the building to me." at the top of the stairs was a tiny entryway leading to a door with a double lock system. Kenji slid the keys in and opened the door gesturing for Dabi to enter first. He was right, it was a tight space made tighter by the bedroom being closed in.

They entered into a gataku, just a tiny space with an attached closet and that space opened straight into a weird kitchen-living space opening. Honestly is was a kitchen with a tiny area of bared floors next to it. the previous owners apparently didn't design the space well as the kitchen took up most of the room and the bedroom, he thinks its the bedroom, closes up the space for privacy. Leaving Kenji in the doorway, Dabi picked into one door showing a traditional wet bath and the second door led into a good size room. He could easily set up Tomura bedding and a desk and a gaming system; hell, it would have a little space left over for Dabi to lay out his own bedding. Back in the main area, he ignored the grinning Kenji and set off to explore the massive kitchen.

Honestly the kitchen size was ridiculous for the space, but....Dabi eyed the oven, a fucking private personal oven in an apartment...he could live with it. Hell, the size of the fridge is amazing and Dabi would be a fucking whore if it got him this kitchen and Tomura a fucking bedroom. "This is an nice deal."

"My shop gets very fucking noisy so don't get too excited until you have to deal with the drunk hero binges." Dabi grimaces at that, realizing he is going to have to deal with people.

"Still pretty nice even with that."

"Kid, I'm a professional trained chef trying to force a new culinary option down people's throat. I will drive you into the ground until you can cook better than any graduate for Nakasuma University then expect you to get inventive while also preparing a range of meals for the homeless." Kenji leans against the island, watching as Dabi studied him back with curious eyes. "My last student punched me, cursed me out then went and applied to said University because it had to be easier than working with this quack. I like giving people chances and helping people, but my standards stay high if you're learning or working under me."

"I may punch you too." Dabi rolls his shoulders attempting to stretch the kink in his upper back. "I will curse you, but I'll take it and we will see how it goes from there."

"Welcome abroad and lets get back to the office. I suspect the paper side of things will be annoyingly tedious and before you ask: yes we will need to get you an identity so you can get a paycheck." Dabi is too dumbstruck by the idea of earning money to even argue and follows him back downstairs. By the time, Kenji's part timer heads out and the place is closed for the early morning hours, Dabi has a key to an apartment and pending legality again. Maybe he should question how the fuck Kenji can get a runaway kid some papers and even offer another kid the same papers but for now he goes and gets Tomura to drag the grouch to their new home. It beats sleeping in the storms building in the night.

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Dabi has decided he hates heroes. In particular he hates the hometown, the famous, the fastest, and the youngest hero: Hawks. Said hero is still giving him those big wide eyes with his wings drooped to the ground and hands clasped as he lets his knees inch closer and closer to the ground. Frankly if he start kneeling on the ground, Dabi is going to self-immolate....again.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Please," Hawks begs, fucking begs and Dabi is seriously wondering what the fuck has he ever done to deserve this torture. God forbid one of those Hawks groupies enter the shop; his life would be over. "I haven't eaten in two days and I still have the night patrol and the chicken smelled really, really good." Hawks looks pathetic, fucking faker, and Dabi....Dabi is still weak at heart and god forbid Tomura ever hears about any of this situation; the fucker most likely will.

Still, he sighs so loudly that Hawks flinches and turns back into the kitchen leaving the pathetic stray bird in the diner as he flicks on the grill and applies his flames getting it to temperature quickly.

"You're getting the leftover rice too." he demands knowing damn well the hero could hear him.

"Yes! I will, I totally will eat it too."

"Give it a few minutes." He collects the blood marinating chicken already skewered and ready to cook from the fridge. He makes a quick note to replace them before he begins cooking them over the charcoals. Despite his mood, Dabi finds cooking calming and quickly reheats the rice on the nearby stove and collected some pickled daikon and carrots to complete the meal. It's still closing time, fuck, they are closed so he shoves everything into a meal container and makes sure the flames are dying before reentering the dining room. Hawks is still standing which, honestly, he appreciates as the dining room was almost complete closed up when Hawks had rushed in.

"Here." shoving the food container at the hero he heads for the counter and the register. He smiles at the elaborately loud sniffing he could hear from Hawks. He may hate heroes who interrupts his closing routine, but Dabi does like people who can respect his cooking. He pops open the till accepting the cash from Hawks. There was no change, but he notice the hero slipping more yen into the donation jar on the counter. He shakes his head and points at the door. "Get out."

"Yes'Sir" Hawks salute and waits until he is outside to pull out one of the sauce covered skewers to eat. Dabi makes sure he does not watch the hero head off and slam the blinds close. Tomura can never know about this.

'Fuck my life' Dabi thinks glaring at the collapsing from fucking laughter Tomura Shigarki. Someone....someone name Kenji apparently had seen Hawks leave and decided first thing to rat him out to this brat. Just to make sure, he knows how much he hates him; Dabi throws a fireball at the lion who is still chuckling from his spot at the counter. Kenji may have left this store to him as he opened the other one; but he was here often enough that Dabi barely has time to miss him.

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Rumi grins over at Hawks and her grins grows feral when she realizes he isn't pay her a lick of attention as he stares at the chef taking orders from behind the bar. She waits until he turns, sees her and goes stiff before breaking out into loud laughter. Said chef glances over to them before turning his attention to the man at the end handing him two very large sacks of containers while lecturing him on making sure he doesn't exhaust himself while he's out.
"Shut up, right now." Hawks hits her with his wing causing her to stumble off her stool.
"This is awesome!" she crows as the chef comes back and she catches his nametag in the light: Dabi. "Wait a minute!" She lunges forward leaning over the bar and right into the guy's face while Hawks groans in frustration. "You're Dabi!"

"Yes."

"Chef Dabi, the guy who told the hero commission to fuck off last year."

"Yes."

"The guy that feeds the local homeless population, especially the mutants with dietary restrictions."

"Yes."

"The guy, who is infamous for throwing heros out of his shop."

"Would you like to be on that list?" He says, glaring at her while pointing to the wall where a massive list of Pro-Heros names reside under the large print: Banned for Life.

"No, but can I get a fucking autograph." she asks. "You're fucking awesome." Both heroes were treated to a slowly creeping blush inching across his face and a loathsome glare from him.

"Shut up and eat your damn food." He slams into the kitchen leaving Hawks with a glimpse of the blush across the back of his shoulders.

"I'm torn between loving and hating you, right now."

"I know."

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Dabi has a special meal if the day and frankly it's his experiment of the day, the one thing he can go crazy one and people still pay for it. And yeah he makes sure it tastes good and let's anyone have it for free but it's the special of the day for a reason. It's often a one time event.

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Part 1:. Touya gets abused, burns himself and befriends Shouto in 5 years

- Rei is actively abusive to Touya. Her children are Natsuo and Fuyumi so she leaves leftovers for Touya and "treats" Touya wounda with her ice. The five year old just thinks it's painful and that's normal. When she takes him to the specialist they mention that while he is more vulnerable to his quirk there shouldn't be any damage to this extent and goes over treating burns while asking what Enji is doing to cause them. Basically Touya fire isn't hot enough to hurt him yet so Enji fire is the one causing the damage and poor Touya is just being hurt by his parents.

- ----this leads to Touya determination to be a hero because he heard the Dr say it wasn't his quirk. Rei still tells Enji that Touya quirk isn't suited for his body leading to the canon base events of Touya secretly training and arguing with Enji.

- ------touya never meets any of his siblings first due to Enji keeping him separate And later due to rei refusing to let him meet them.

Natsuo meets him eventually when sneaking into the kitchen for a sweet. Touya is cooking his dinner and shyly makes the younger kid some pudding. Brothers only see each other a few times a month through Natsuo tries to sneak into that part of the house

- -----touya still attacks Shouto but later they have a secret brotherly relationship. No one knows they spend time together in the kitchen or that Shouto has favorite recipes of his brother. Shouto is the only one who knows about Touya's cookbook.

- -----rei knows Touya is training and still "treats" his wounds with her ice.

- Touya frustration with his dad ignoring him now and him being left to fend for himself and never interacting anyone except the tutors and he loses control of his quirk at the peak leading to severe burns but not destroying his body so he ends up in a hospital but not under Dr ujirko care

Part 2: Touya becomes Dabi the chef and learns how to people
- He gets properish grafts but no healing quirk so Touya is scarred up pretty bad. Since he is 14/15. Touya spends his hospital time applying to distant non hero schools(Nakamura culinary school). Enji ok's his school choice out of guilt for pushing him and Rei doesn't care. Touya moves into student housing for a high school in the Fukuoka district.
- Thanks to his therapist,Touya learns a lot about his quirk and his family. It also comes to light that he has a small handwritten cookbook that only Shouto knows about as the tiny kid would sneak into the kitchen to spend time with Touya. He has a favorite recipe of his brother and when allowed to write to Touya sends him the cookbook.

- Enji learns a lot in the months from Touya accident to Rei incident and begins talking to a therapist. He is also surprised to learn that Shouto and Touya not only knew each other but were fairly close.

- He goes by Himura to distance himself from Endeavor and his family. After graduating High school he goes into.a two pastry program at Nakamura University and works full time at the street vendor and works up to opening a small hole in the wall bakery focused on Japanese pastries while in classes.

- He stops using Endeavor money around this time and when talking to him tells him to shove his portion into a homeless program if he feels so fucking guilty.

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Touya had a rebirth quirk...as long as his flame is what killed him he would just wake back up in one piece with no memory.

Touya "died" on setota peak, and woke up in the hospital as a John for... Remained Sanji Yamada by the hospital staff before foster into Dr ujirko care. He would later for in a massive fire destroying the very first nomu and setting AFo and the Dr back in their research.

This time he emerges with amensia and at 17 so he lives out of dumpster and abandoned buildings and ends up under the care of Giran and later the LOV. Once again he ends up burned to death at one of the hideouts after bringing Hawks into the league. White hair and scarless The former Dabi gets picked up by a hero agency due to a hint from hawks about the location holding info.

Truth quirk reveals the guy truly has no idea who the fuck he is but he has a familiar blue ire quirk but the specialist doesn't say it's cremation but their not sure what the quirk is.

DNA is ran......turns out they are a perfect match with a dead kid named Touya.

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Dabi gets attacked by the Sand Hero Snatch resulting in his artificial graft being ripped off his arm. Hawks interferes.and gets him some medical aid.

Actual his assault by the incident gets The League attention and they decide to "help" him by kidnapping which causes a few heros to belief he willing joined them. Dabi recognizes Kurogiri and refuses to use his quirk worries they will know who he is. He just tells them he is cold resistant. He refuses to join.

He gets his wounds infected under their care but gets rescued by a hero team before he meets the doctor. Hawks is part of the recovery team and checks in on the sick Dabi. Recovery Girl worries about how poorly Dabi is handling being in medical care. She recognizes he may have medical trauma from his pre existing wounds and having an infection is making him worst. She takes Hawks presences as an opportunity and forces the winged hero to house Dabi in his care as he gets the antibiotics.

Hawks has no plan to agree until he glanced in the room and see the shivering guy. The angry man from a few weeks ago looks small. Feeling guilt he agrees.

Dabi during his recovery makes a mistake in revealing his knowledge about the nomu. He's slightly delusional and sees Hawks files about the USJ nomu and slumps into the couch and nudges the file. Asking why the good ole doctor pets are walking around.

Hawks gets some of the best info about the nomus to date and learns that one of the league is a nomu, unfortunately he learns Dabi medical trauma and skittishness is due to being an escapee of the doctor.

"It's what we became.". He shrugs almost spilling his tea. Hawks makes an encouraging hum. "If he didn't like how his testing turned out. He just made you into a nomu. One of the kids was 9, I think. He had a teleportation quirk but couldn't direct it.". Hawks plucked his cup out of his hand as Dabi's eyes began glazing over.

"Don't know if he's still around, been 10 years. Never thought I would see them again, the nomus, thought I finally got far enough away.". Hawks grabbed the blanket around Dabi hip and pulls it up to tuck around him as he drifts asleep. His medication has kicked in and knocked him out. Hawks brushes back the black bangs eyes studying him. He will need to talk to Sir Nighteye and Best Jeanist about what he learned.

First, he needs to consult Recovery Girl because Dabi is not okay and he's a little fond of the guy

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Literally a fic that question what makes a person a person and where does the line for humanity exist.

Dabi is literally Frankenstein monster he is a composite of corpses and the Dabi quirk and Touya memories. He believes himself to be Touya to some extent However he knows he is a creation. After surviving the battle, everyone is conflicted on what to do with him.

He goes to Tartularus and begins treatment, Hawks despite never being close to him has a therapist with a memory quirk help out.

It reveals alot, including 15 sickly and starving Dabi being raped by Snatch after getting caught stealing rice balls from a combini and his panic killing if said hero when the feeling of sand seeping into his wound caused a flashback

It's reveal despite the ashy evidence, Dabi has only killed seven people and most of his *victims ". Were nomus and other experiment creatures of the drs.

He has been hunted by the doctor for the last seven years since his escape. Despite his lack of humanity and him not being the real Touya Todorokis, Endeavor and family choice to help him. Dabi is encouraged to have a name of his choice and receives treatment.

He reveals Touya remains had been cremated after the doctor failed to turn him into a nomu but his quirk and memories had been transferred to the corpse. He says this in a anger filled rant chasing the Todorokis away and expecting them to abandoned him now that the truth is out. The next week, Shouto shows up at the prison and meets with Dabi as normal.

"You may not be him in body, but you call yourself Touya and feel his emotions. You are Touya.". Dabi refuses to speak the entire time and repeats the next three weeks but Shouto continues to come. In week five of silence, Fuyumi joins her little brother to greet Dabi. He's clearly uncomfortable with someone who has no reason to feel guilty and it's worse when she treats him like a human.

The guards at the prison only refer to him as a monster or as a nomu they refuse to give him food and water and when it doesn't kill him they stop treating him like a person. Dabi doesn't fuss as this is the same treatment given to him by the doctor so he doesn't mention it to the therapist , Hawks or his visitors.

In a ploy to get him speaking again, Shouto asks Hawks to speak to him. The hero a little hesitant because sure he met Dabi but he doesn't know him still he goes at Shouto request and Enji guilt to a surprise visit to the villain. Unlike Shouto, he's allow into the prison and is guided to the cell. His wings pick up several conversations on the trip as his visit is a big deal to the guards

He learns about their neglect and the fact it has been 3 months of no food or water. When he arrives at the prison door, he doesn't see the crazed anger fueled Dabi just a sitting corpse. Dabi doesn't respond to his presence and continues to stare at the wall. Still Hawks sits with him and tries to talk about various subjects; Dabi doesn't even twitch.

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Shouto reaches out to his teachers to see if they're interactions with Kurogiri could help. They in turn reach out to Kurogiri who does remember Dabi creation and explains how Dabi has been unique amongst Ujirko brings. He has always been too human, too emotional and too disobedient. He remembers how the Dr had cremeted his latest round of failed creation. Dabi had gone mad in a way and destroyed the facility almost killing AFo and the Dr in the process.. kurogiri admits being sent after the rogue creation but he was sneaky and good at surviving. He wonders if part of that is due to Dabi being too human and having human goals compared to the nomu. "He thought in a way that made no sense to us despite being one of us.". Hawks listening to him speak think back to how the guards are treati g Dabi and wonders if his silence is just the lost of humanity so he goes and be a hero for dabi. He pulls his weight and has the man moved to the same facility has Kurogiri and let's Dabi be treated as someone who needs help.

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"Touya...". Dabi spoke hesitantly eyes never leaving the table. "Your kid was never awake. He was in a coma the entire time until the doc pulled him off the machines. He died in the same bed he had spent three years in with only me for company. Doc didn't really cared and just tossed him in with the other bodies and burned him."

Enji said nothing as tears dripped down his cheeks. Part of him hoped the doctor had been lying and Touya was still alive. He grasped his knees tightly and spoke. "Thank you for telling me. Kurogiri mentions this is when you escaped"

Dabi gave him a quick glance before focusing on the table. He was so thin and pale, Enji wondered if the boy even ate here in this prison. He wonders if one week they will come in to the news of his passing. He resolve to speak to the guards and make sure Dabi was being treated properly.

"I may....I am not Touya but my memories are his so the sight of him being tossed aside broke the conditioning I guess. I just exploded from anger maybe grief."

"Thank you ". Enji offered and the two of them sat in silence until his time was up.

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Lunch Rush is Dabi, a time traveler married to Nedzu and working at HA. It's funnier because he is the last resort guard for UA as his quirk is self destructive especially after his time amun the HSPC labs where he met the principal.

Things have changed a lot when he went back in time. But AFO still has a prodigy and Touya Todoroki is killed in battle. It's a little funny that it is Shouto instead of Endeavor. Dabi wonders if it's an endless cycle of Dabis in different timelines who die and come back.

Just image the battle coming to UA and Lunch Rush sighing in frustration because the war is lasting a lot longer than last time. A wave of nomus descend into the campus and is met with Lunch Rush. Everyone freaks as they watch one of their favorite people face off against hundred of Nomus.

Waves of blue flames envelope the creatures as they rush from Lunch Rush hands. It's intense and feeds into each other growing as Nomu after Nomu is consumed. Left among the ashes, is a very alive and older Touya Todoroki who is curled over a bit as he coughs violently. One of the medbits rush out with an oxygen tank and straps it in earning a thumbs up.

Everyone is just dumbfounded. It's worse when Nedzu comes out and starts lecturing his HUSBAND about careless battle techniques.

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Enji after Touya death takes a focus on children related crimes. In the process becomes aware of
hospital where he meets a comatose teen covered in severe burns. He offers to wash the boys hair revealing a very familiar scar on his scalp. A scar from when Touya had tried jumping balcony at three hiting his head on the railing.

He slips a few strands of hair into his pocket and begins an investigation into the doctor.

It is Touya and the doctor is arrested after they find him guilty of quirk trafficking. The files from the facilities shows various experiments of the children.

Touya files shows his first escape attempt where he destroys several creatures before he is captured. There are several videos exploring his tolerance to his fire. The hours of footage reveal how the purple scars form on his arms and chest.

Enji sits starting at his son who had been gone for two years. He stares at the purple scars from quirk abuse and the harsh sutures holding healthy skin too scarred skin. The can't begin the great treatments until his chemical balance is detoxed from the drug cocktail from Garaki. Sighing he reads over the pamphlets explaining mental health after severe medical trauma. It's one of many papers explaining the several steps needed for Touya recovery.

He has so many numbers of different specialist and is keeping a file cabinet on his son care . There so much too do and he isn't even awake yet.
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Touya does wake up and starts physical therapy in his hospital bed. He spends so much time with so many people before he even is allowed to sit up in bed. He isn't truly coherent when his father visits or when his mother comes by with photos of siblings.

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Rebirth Hero: Phoenix has decided his boss is the worst person on the planet. Pro Hero Crater, head of the South Pacific Asian Hero Unit for the United Nations Hero Commission is giving him the most stereotypeish South Korean glare she can and Phoenix wants to punch her. Maybe burn down the stupid ship they work on and have everyone sink into the Yellow Sea.

"So,". He drawls purposely dragging out his word in the way that makes her twitch. "Despite UN policy and my very, very long and traumatic."

"Now you're just being dramatic."

"My very traumatic mission in Mongolia; you want me to go to Japan."

"As you like reminding us". He snickers as she flips the cover of his file open and very pointyily staps his language skills. "You are one of 7 members in the immediate area who can speak Japanese fluently. And your therapist has cleared a simple PR/safeguard mission for you."

"PR? Have you heard about the mess in Japan?"

"Yes and after Australia two years ago. This is a PR; the government has already approved UN interference alongside their top hero programs smoothing the transition of power with the assistance of their alumni. Our job is to maintain security or the visibility of said security and to show the world's approval and support of the Japanese Government". Finally she relaxes her shoulders and slumps Into the chairs back. "Think of it as a vacation, plus you can drag the newbie to try the food you keep talking about."

"Fine but this is going to go wrong...not sure how but Japan and I don't have a positive history.

"Frankly Touya, you don't have a positive history with a lot of things. Take this time to make some positive association with your past and future. Yes.". She smirks at his offended face. "Your therapist gave me those terms to use. Now out."

"I already miss Mongolia.". He obeys shooting her personal assistant a wave as he crosses the atrium to reenter the ship proper. Honestly he is not surprised to be the crew pulled to Japan for this post whistleblower mess; he just isn't expecting to be a leading member of the crew going to shore. He, in his scarred up Frankenstein monster appearance, is going to be the face for the International Heros. Add in the possibility of working with his father, the abusive piece of shit hero of Japan and Touya wants to pull out his big time NO card. They all had one, a gift from Crater at official hiring to use on a mission if it becomes too much for them.

But Touya is stubborn and there is something tempting about returning to Japan a proven Pro-Hero and a team to back him up. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

He changed his mind the instant his foot hit the Japanese soil and he saw the group of suits and pros waiting to greet his team. Off to the side, a mob of press was already going crazy and Touya really hated how their cameras were already focused on them. Thank gods, he isn't Amara-who will have to deal with all the press while he will just have to be stalked. He waits as the two groups do their slow greetings letting the cameras get their first meeting shots. One of the Japanese Pros is determine to bow or shake the hand of ever member of the International crew and Touya can't tell if this is ignorance of timing or petty revenge. When the guy makes it to him, the third from last, Touya has to admire the sheer frustration on the Japanese side and waits for the very blond British man to offer his hand to shake. Touya is a petty ass bitch too so he grabs his hand and gives him a slow smile speaking before his crew could catch on.

"I'm admit it's been awhile but you don't look native.". He speaks ignoring the groan from the newbie next to him. But the Pro seems to grin back and easily relaxes to start a proper how do you do talk.

"British-Japanese. It makes me easy to find in a crowd: not that I think it matters to the Internationals."

"Always important to be able to find friends.". Touya offers after seeing Amara twitch in his perspective. "Rebirth Hero: Phoenix of the SPAHU"

"Fiber Hero: Best Jeanist. Welcome to Japan and thank you for your assistance."

"Of course, we are grateful to be of assistance in your time of need.". Touya kinda respects the poor soul who has been stuck forcing them to learn such polite words as Jeanist gives him a bright look before greeting the last two members and they were allowed to be moved to their new headquarters and the ship continued preparing to return to sea. As he spies Endeavor entering the same limo as Amara; Touya wonders if he wouldn't regret not being on that ship when it pulls out of port.

Touya willing to go along with the continued photoshopped greetings at the hotel hosting them and makes nice until the moment they were lead to the entrance of the HSPC headquarters with a hound of reporters and civilians watching them. It is a little amusing watching everyone jump as he pushes to the front where Amara is speaking to the top three and whoever the government okayed to represent them; but he didn't care for that just hearing them speak about using the building as HQ and nope they were not going to be doing that without Craters approval. He steps right up to Amara who just turns her head to catch his eye as he gestures to the side: a private chat is the nicest he is going to be. Too bad one of the men took injection to his appearance.

"This is not appropriate behavior.". The government worker complained already glaring at him and Endeavor, the fucker who Touya refuses to look at apparently agrees.

"Your sidekick...".

"I do not care for how you speak of my colleague.". Bless Amara and her blunt defense as the two men seems very confused on her choice of words. "If Pro-Hero Phoenix speaks, I will listen. It is how we manage to keep things from growing in secret.". She pointedly looks at the press watching them intently and Touya loves/hates the crowd as their presence is a stark reminder of why the Interpol heros are in here.

"It is not the time.". Trust Endeavor not to back down and Touya patience is short so he doesn't bother holding his tongue.

"Neither is insisting we use the former headquarters of the very organization we are to be assisting in subduction.".

"Ah, that is a concern.". Bless the fucking ocean for Amara and her quick thinking. "We were informed our presence would be separate from the HSPC."

"Of course.--"

"By housing us in their building..". Touya interrupts the official attempt at smooth talking. "We are here for Japan's citizens in this time of turmoil. How will they trust us when we are to be associated with the crimes of the Hero Safety Public Commission.".

Several reporters we're talking much louder and excited now that he has finished speaking and it was the young hero in the group who stepped forward. The avian hero, Falcon Touya thinks...maybe another bird name, seems smirky as he joins their conversation. "Lucky then the Nighteye Agency is kind enough to offer their space with conjunction of the Avery and Orca agencies space to allow coverage.". Best Jeanist nodded from his spot as the official looks like he swallowed a lemon and Endeavor is just still and stifling. Amara, his favorite coworker ever grins as she accepts the offer to relocate to the agency. Both he and she pretended not to notice the Winged Hero sending a text as he fades back to the crowd and she gestures for the official to lead the way back to the cars. Touya tries not to jump when Falcon...maybe Eagle walks next to him grinning.

"So I miss introductions?"

"I believe they are waiting until the press is out of sight.". He nods his head at the crowd and bared through the strobe light of multiple cameras taking photos of his friendly talk with their top two.

"True, and still.". He turned to walk backwards wings arched in a showy way of being up and flared but not massive. "Winged Hero: Hawks number two and hero in charge of Avery Agency."....Touya remembers the manifesto for the mission and Hawks is also one of the survivors of the Legacy Program so he stops and studies the child soldier turned hero.

"Figured you stay away from this."

"I have no reason to back down.". Hawks offer his own eyes intent and focused on him. "I chose to be a hero for the citizens of Japan despite the past."

Touya...Touya smiles "Rebirth Hero: Phoenix. It's a pleasure"

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"I hate you a little bit.". Amara grouses her hair twisted into a stupid bun as she drops another file box on the desk and glares at the growing pile of paperwork. Touya feels a little happy to be on patrols instead of paperwork.

"Even after I defused that bomb.". He tosses one of the Hawks theme stress balls at the wall catching the ricochet.

"How did you even know? You've been a hero for six years.".

"The HSPC headquarters have been an architectural wonder for the last 55 years.

"Ah yes...a wonder.". She rolls her eyes as she begins sorting the files on the desk. "I suspect they think we are completely clueless."

"Seems the vibe."

"You're going to be the public face for this."

"Where's my fucking NO card.". He complains tossing the stress ball again.

"On the ship, so suck it up and be yourself just to Japan's hero scene.". She speaks eyes focused on the papers. "If it's like Thailand, the citizens will adore you and your skeptical observation."

"Why am I here again?"

"You're a former Japanese Citizen."

"Former?"

"I do not believe you keep your citizenship after official death."

"Huh, seems a stupid overlook with quirks today. What if I'm not the only declared dead person walking around."

Amara slowly lifts her eyes glaring at him over the paper in her hand with the deadest face ever. "I refuse to engage in this conversation. You are Japanese, fluent speaker of Japanese, and a superb hero so you are here. Now go sleep or patrol."

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"An intern?". Touya groans head tipping back as he listens to Amaras latest plan.

"It would be a great help and allow a positive spin on our presence."

"Bitter about the Heros Weekly articles."

"U.A. has kindly suggested two interns.". She pushes the file forward. One is a kid with split colored hair and whatever gods he cursed in the past are taking in their vengeance as his baby brother is staring up from the file. Desperate, he looks over to the other file where Kouda stared up at him. He reads through the file and knows he's going to have to go with his brother.

"This animal kid would do better with Xiao."

"And the legacy child?". She prompts.

"I guess, I can do it.". He lets out a deep breath sagging in his chair in a very dramatic fashion. She just rolls her eyes in response.

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Dabi is a submissive and he managed it with a weighted coat and sheer brattiness.
Hawks really wants to tame him but he's pretty sure Dabi is a Dom but he really wishes he was a Sub. He can image the words he could use to lure him. ....just Hawks is very horny and life is unfair.

Cue an out of control nomu and Shigarki pressing just right to trigger a sub drop in Dabi. Dabi bolts before the league finds out but not before Hawks catches him. Hawks may be a brat tamer but Dabi needs help not tamed.

Dom/sub quality does not effect ones choice of work or even ones relationship status as it is normal for dom/Dom and sub/sub.... Drops are carefully managed by facilities or partnerships

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Heroes are often switches or submissive because it is very easy for Dom to suffer drop sickness if not careful in managing it.

Hawks is very busy and often edges himself. The edge of a drop or even a crash all the time but he gets by....then he's assign to the league and is fully prepared to drop.

He starts his meeting with Dabi and surprised by the commands being offer are almost soft compares to what the HSPC does. He finds it easier to go about his days...then food sometimes appears at their meetings and even Hawks' therapist mentions how well he is managing everything without dropping.

"Honestly it's been nice!". Hawks wings flapped bringing him closer to the waiting villain. Dabi blows out smoke into the cold air...no cigarettes to be seen; Hawks is sure the Dom is just that hot on the inside. His brain followed that thought wondering how it would feel to have that hotness warming his cock. Shaking his head, he continues speaking. "I can't remember the last time I went this long without a drop.".

Dabi snorts.

"What! It's a very big problem.". Hawks handed over the food watching intently as Dabi starts pulling out the containers setting them up. He holds still until the first bite of food for Dabi is consumed. He lets out a happy chirp before eating his own food, pausing occasionally to watch Dabi intently. At the end of their meal Dabi handed over the file and grinned at the puffed wings of the hero.

"And you have no idea, do you?"

"Huh?"

"About your drops easing up."

"Why do you say that.". Hawks tucks his files away and picks up the trash collecting it in a bag. "I could have a sub for a partners."

"What sub would tolerate it.". Dabi shoots back tucking his hands in his pocket as a strange look crossed his face. Hawks took in the pursed lips and narrowed eyes curious about what was triggering the pout.

"Don't be jealous, hotstuff. You're the only one taking my time and attention. "

"That's pathetic.". Dabi turned briskly. He starts for the door. "We'll text you the next mission."

"Suuuure.".

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"You, you did good." Dabi shifts back and forth on his feet watching the pile of blankets curled in the couch. There is no response. He grunts shoving his bangs back before stomping into the kitchen. Hawks listen to the click of his kettle turning on alongside a cabinet door shut closed.

Hawks floats. He's just there but not there. A click of ceramic against glass is followed by a sinking of the couch cushions. He opens his eyes blinking as warm hands ran along his shoulders letting the heat sink in before traveling down resting between his wings. He tips his head to see Dabi beside him leaning forward. He watches him carefully as the heat travels along his body leaving him loose and relaxed on his couch. Warm cup of tea is nudged into his his hands allowing his personal furnace to reenter the kitchen. B he feels a less floated when Dabi returns with a plate of food and turned on his TV.

Hawks makes a curling noise when the channel surfing came to an end on a reality show... Something about baking challenges. It let it fade into the background as he eats a bite of the food in his hand. At one point he holds out a fork staring Dabi down as he waits for him too take the offered bite of food. Sighing Dabi leaned forward and accepts the food letting Hawks stare wt him intently as he eats t the food.

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Hawks pinned his hands down and watches the shivers radiate from him. "Fuck, you're gorgeous.". He went still staring up at him in shock at the blatant praise. It was one thing for them to calm each other but this .. This was something they didn't do.

Then again didn't Dabi break the silent rule first by helping Hawks with his drop. Hawks coo at him and eased up letting him go as his mind finished waking up. "Dabi?"

"Awake now.". He shoved himself up knocking then blanket to the ground. He forces his face into a neutral expression and glared down at the kneeling Hawks. "Don't miss a meeting again.". He heads for the window determine to leave before he really wakes up and begins questioning last night.

"Wait!". Feathers zoomed across the room catching his coat by the arms and back before he made it out the door. Hawks lands Infront of him hands spread out and wings flared to block him. Dabi thinks about lighting up reminding the hero whom he is dealing with. He tries to fill himself with that attitude which allows him to face crowds of angry doms. That energy that let's him deal with the leagues attitudes and their arguments.

Instead he stares and waits like asked.

Hawks freezes in surprise obviously expecting him to put up more of a fight. "Eat with me.". Those aren't the words he had intended to say but he holds his ground. He receives several blinks from him then a tiny nod off and agreement. He suppresses the urge to flap his wings and takes off for the kitchen with him following him.

It's not until a few weeks later that a lightbulb clicks on for Hawks. He's found himself watching Dabi eat intently with such a pleased feeling of satisfaction after their mission. He stares at him raising one of his hands to his scalp sliding his fingers through the dyed hair. He freezes, eyes lifting from their food too stare at Hawks.

He coos at him slowly fisting his hair watching as he gasps lips parting to let in soft breaths.

The quiet moment is ruined by the ringing of his phone shocking Dabi out of the subspace he started entering at Hawks attention. He ran, dropping off the side of building and it was the sound of metal clanging as he descends the stairs that shock Hawks out of his stupor.

He didn't chase.

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He watches unblinkingly as the League of Villains introduce themselves to him. He should be comfortable and relieved that his mission is one step closer to be completed. He is closer to saving so many people.

Instead he furious.

He has never felt this angry; he doesn't want to be here when he could be hunting down Dabi.

Dabi, who has avoided him for the last several weeks until he was forced to bring Hawks to the league. Dabi, who after introducing him vanished back out the door, leaving him alone to face the league. Dabi, who is getting further and further from Hawks grasp the longer the League talks to him.

He ducks, the silver knife flying over his head as Toga giggles excitedly. "You smell so gooooood." She leans against him twirling another knife in her hands as he watches her. "Doms smell so good when angry." The members around him stepped back eyes watching them curiously. Twice tugged on Toga's arm, but she remained attached to him hooking an arm through his to anchor herself against the tugging. "If I tell you where Dabi went, will you give me blood?" Her eyes were glowing with her suggestions, but he could see that bright sinister touch to the irises.

The meeting was technically over so he nodded wondering if her request will strengthening his position in the league.

if anything, it'll get him to Dabi sooner.

She whispers an address into his ears, bouncing in place with the pint of blood in her hands. Hawks blinks and steps away from the warehouse. He leaves a feather in place and listens.

"Tooooga," Twice whines. "Why did you do that?" "crazy bitch, getting us burned alive."

"It'll be fun!" she bounces onto the couch where his feather reside. He feels her small fingers touching the red quills. " Dabi so boring anyway, he deserves to be punished."

"Please," Spinner interrupts. "Even if Dabi was a sub, doesn't mean he would respond to punishment." Toga just giggles. Hawks flies off leaving the league behind and his anger. The flight toward the street, Toga told him about, leaves him time to think. Especially time to consider why Dabi had been so quick to flee ....especially after meeting the league. Hawks struggles with stress dropping all the time before this mission; maybe, he wasn't the only one being relieved by their meetings.

He dives onto the pavement, eyes darting around the dirty alley before the faint brass number 307 catches his attention. He doesn't knock on the door, just slides into the building listening and feeling for Dabi's presences. He turns at the end of the hall and follows the stairwell up until his feathers pick up the hot-cold feeling of him in one of the rooms. He gives three brisk knocks on the door and waits....waits....waits.

No one answers.

Frowning, he picks the lock and enters. His eyes spy nothing in the single room beside a lump on the floor tucked into a futon. ....Still there is no response.

Cursing, Hawks darts across the space and drops to his knees turning the lump...Dabi onto his back. his face is pale and his eyes glossy in their blankness. He is in a drop. He sends out his feathers trying to find anything in the tiny space.

There is nothing, no food, no tea, and the water is off. He lifts him up tucking him against his chest as he breaths deeply trying to pull him back. "Come on, baby." he coos in his ear letting the pet name fall from his lips.

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"NO!" He jerks back panic clear on his face at his attempt to soothe him. He releases him letting him pull away to calm down from his suggestion.

"I won't. Just an idea, wont' do it. baby." he spies the shivering from the pet name. Nausea curls his stomach, so he softens his voice more letting it be breathy. "don't like that one. Sorry, b....gorgeous." His eyes study him intently catching the soft gasp he let out at the second name. Much better reaction to the pet name. Dabi also relaxed his shoulders, eyes still flicking around the room. "What do you need?" he asks again, leaving out the restraint off this time. His mind flips through the different trainings the HSPC had him master. "Can I touch you?"

Dabi shakes his head.

"Want me to keep talking?"

Nothing....talking is good so he praises him.

"Good, I like talking and you're doing so good." Another gasp followed by his shoulders relaxing just a little. Soft praising works too. "It's good, you're good letting me know what you need." Its so much harder for him to sooth him without touch, but Dabi told him no. So he keeps speaking in his low breathy voice coaxing him to relax and praising how good he's being until sharpness starts sparking in those bright eyes.

Still he keeps his distance as he comes out of the drop. A hot flash of flames flies off his hands as he jerks himself to his feet, eyes blazing in rage at he understanding of Hawks being in the room with him. Maybe, a bit of Hawks domming him without proper consent.
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"Get out!" his snarls turned weak when Hawks did exactly as he said and headed for the door. A confuse whine escape his throat at the sight of those red wings and he slams back banging his head against the wall. His second attempt is stopped by hands gripping his head, fingers tangled in his hair as his head is pulled forward.

"Don't!, don't do that, gorgeous." Its a rumbling coo noise coming from Hawks as he pulls sending tingles down his spine.

"Please," he whines, wiggling until he is not sure whether he was trying to escape or get closer. "please...get out." he begs. he didn't want anyone here...no one was supposed to be here. Its so hard to bring his rage to the surface. But, he feels those fingers slid away followed by the warmth of his body inching away from him. He blinks open his blurred eyes watching as the red wings exit through the door. He sinks to the ground, his own fingers sinking into his hair to tug as he calms down.

Of course it was Hawks who saw him drop. Guess they're even now.

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"Toga told me." He sips at his bottle listening to the inventive cursing from him as his words sink in. "Guess, you didn't want them knowing your place."

Dabi glares.

Hawks gives him a little wave with the hand holding his bottle, grinning back at him. "Makes sense." he watches as he resumes his pacing, hands fisting and unfisting as he moves. "That was a nasty drop."

"Shut up!"

"Guess," he dodges the burst of flames aimed at his head and still speaks. "I wasn't the only one benefitting." Dabi froze, eyes still glowing as he watches him. Hawks reaches into his coat pocket, hands closing around another bottle of water and pulls it out to offer to him. The familiar warmth of pleasure surged through him as Dabi accepts the bottle and really how did it take him so long to realize.

"No," he speaks twisting the cap off. "you weren't the only one."

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It's a terrible idea. He knows the league is bad news, terrible news, ending the world news; but, Hawks tugs on the black strands eyes watching as Dabi nuzzles into his crotch. He can't bring himself to care.

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Touya couldn't tell you how he ended up working in the greenhouse of the florist shop. He couldn't explain how he is consider a familiar face to the locals of this borough of Tokyo or how several people will stop by on holidays to talk with him. He doesn't really remember the years that lead him to living in Tokyo so far from his family home or the hositipal he had woken up in. He remembers pain and terror, but not how he ended up in the tiny apartment on a crowded street of speciality businesses and working at the florist on said street.

The greenhouse is situation on the top of the florist building, just a tiny building to house a certain selection of plants better grown in a maintained environment. Sometimes he mans the counter and works directly customers making arrangements from simple tulip bouqets to elaborate party tabletop vases. His favorite spot is the cold room, tending to the pre-cut shipments and setting them up to be used. Add in his immunity to the chill in the air and he quite enjoys the repetitive task of prepping plants for arrangements.

Today, he is covering the counter working on basic arrangements between the customers or restocking the floor. It's not too bad of a day; his pain is low, his bills are paid and the customers have been reasonable in their request. He looks up at the bell ringing over the door to see another young man with bright red wings entering the space. He looks to be the same age as Touya, maybe a little to young to buying flowers from a florist. He doubts a 20 year old has the money to be a regular.

"Welcome, can we help you today?"

"Yup!" He bounds over to the counter, wings fluttering in his travel. "I want to get some celebration bouquets for the agency opening."

"Sure, any suggestions?". He pulls the notepad over starting a new page.

"Red and Gold, about 25 tables. Two banquet tables and entryway vases.". Touya blinked at him after writing it down eyes watching the confidence in his order.

"Do you have a picture of the space?"

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Endeavor is furious when he wakes and checks his rantings to find some unknown wannabe villain has dislodged him and Allmight for number one Pec King. The villain isn't even large, he has a tiny waist that's the only reason his pecs look so large. Who gets off to such a slender person. Growling, he heads to office where everyone falls silent as he enters.

Even his staff is aware of his fall, he dismays . Hawks is at the office and witness the melt down... he goes to tease Dabi about his new number one status. Dabi is very confused then finds it hilarious!!

I also need Endeavor to have conflicting feelings of losing his title, his hard won pec King title from Allmight, to his son, HIS SON

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Touya freshly out of a three year coma: weak and so tired finds Rei's hospital to give her rindou flowers. He is pretty sure he is dying.

Rei loses it. They told her he died but she talked to him and has a case of flowers given to her. The Doctors deny his visitation and she gets angry. She feels a rage like never before because her eldest has been left too suffer for too long.

Rei leaves the hospital and finds a sick bleeding Touya in an alleyway being attacked by someone, a supporter of All for One. Her heart freezes as she kills him just knives him with an ice shards. Touya is confused and whimpering when she reaches out to sooth him.

She finds an a abandoned building for him to rest and uses her still active card to get medicine and food.

It's a few weeks before Touya gets well enough to move and Rei had staked her territory so no one bothers them.. One her way back from the eatery she runs into Endeavor and her rage grows as he talks.

He talks about her adandoning their family and her duty to recover for their children. So she asks him about the forbidden topic:. Touya. She demands to know if he even went to the peak. Enji horrified because he did search for him in the aftermath and Rei wants to know why he didn't show during the fire. Why he chose to leave their son to die alone? Is he even dead?

He says he is because they found a jawbone fragment. Rei laughs and unhinged laughter drawing the eye of passing people. She laughs long enough to make enjoy uncomfortable before stopping and giving him a glacial glare.

"So were you training Shouto while Touya burned to death... Were you ignoring Natsuo and Fuyumi while their brother screamed for help. I failed them at least I acknowledge my failings."

"REI?"

"I'm not going back." She imagines Touya back at her new home. "If one day our children is allowed to see me then they will see me. Until then leave me alone Enji." She turns away and Enji is not sure what to do so just talks.

"The card and it's account is yours. I made it so you had some independence in our marriage. Please take care of yourself. This phone has my agency a number and the household so I can let the children call you."

"Fine." She waved over her shoulder already leaving him to return too Touya.

It's a few weeks later. Finally Touya is coherent enough to move around and REI is considering finding a more legal residential place. But...
If she uses the account Enji can track her and she doesn't want that. Plus she wants to update her registry of the family. Touya deserves to have a life and a few people she has talked to say it's very hard to go forward in life without an identity.

She tugs Touya with her and he is still so weak. He needs too much help just to walk and she tries not to imagine what would have happen to him if she hadn't found him if she hadn't followed. She has met too many people now who have been hurt by similar situations. She has killed a few too many people willing to take advantage of someone like Touya.

The register loomed over them as she guides him into the building. She has already adjusted her status and changed her last name to distant herself from her husband. Now she has t the necessary documents and proof of living for Touya. She gets him situated into a chair where he tucks his chin into the neck of his hoodie and pulled the hoodie tighter. Another thing she needs to adjust him to, he looks so different now and it's clearly makes him uncomfortable.

A couple hours later, she walked out with him and his new ID.
"What should we have for dinner?". She takes small steps too keep pace with him. Touya gives her that pouty glare that he seems to think is intimidating. She lets him to grateful to have him alive to care about poor manners.

"How about unadon? That one restaurant has some good eel.".

"Alright, Unadon it is.". She smiles looking away. Unadon is her favorite, it's sweet Touya is offering to get a meal he hates so she can have her favorite. She leads him to the restaurant, mind just enjoying the day.
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Touya gasped like a fish at her and Rei tilts her head a bit confused by his reaction. AFO men fall to the ground as the ice spikes melt leaving blood quickly piling on the ground. Touya is so thin and tiny where he's slumped against the crates. Food takeout bags sitting on the floor next to his dirty slippers.

He'll need new shoes soon. She thinks as she approaches him.

"What did you do?". He finally asks, turning paler by the second.

"Oh,". She glanced back at the dead bodies. "AFO men. It's okay.". She jumps as he flinches ducking and hiding behind the crates at her words. "Oh, baby. It's okay. I've been taking care of them. They won't hurt you again.". She across the room in a a flash, sliding on a sheet of ice so she can pet his hair. It hurts so much to have him flinch at her touches, but he allowed it as he turns worried eyes up at her

"How did you know? I never told their names, the men from the facility."

"Don't worry about it."

"Don't... Mom. They are dangerous. Even the heroes I went to didn't know anything about them. ...". He falls silent and the warehouse freezes over, eyes wide at her furious expression.

"Who did you tell! They should have helped you.". She hisses

"They ... Mom,.... You can't blame them with me looking this way.". He flinches back from her touch as ice coats her hand in a flash.

"Fools. Idiots. They left you vulnerable to him. No. What would happen to you if I wasn't here. ". She pulls him too her chest rocking him back and forth. Touya really wished he knew her better, because she acts so strange and gods she killed the men like it was nothing. Now, she is cradling him and Touya hates how much her loves her attention.

Especially when she mumbles about killing the heroes who failed him.
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Touya closed the door tugging on the knob to make sure the lock caught. He didn't hate closing shift but it was unnerving to walk home. Maybe if he was normal it wouldn't bother him.

Too many incidents those first years out of Endeavors house had made him paranoid. Sometimes, a random person will stalk him or attack him these days and his quirk is too unstable to always defend himself. He had managed to hold them off with his martial arts but they have gotten worse recently.

He should mention it to his mom but... He's 23 and he can't keep asking for her help despite her willingness to offer it.

He's trying not to have a criminal record.

And his Rei is quickly climbing the villain charts.

He won't turn her in but he tries to keep his distance as she does her work. He huffs a bit in amusement: a father hero and a villain mother.

Of course you could argue she's a viligante as she has only attacked villains but Touya's pretty sure the HSPC won't care.

He tips his head back observing the billboard of Hawks as he spies a woman watching him from the alley shadows. Looks like it's not a safe walk home today, maybe he should call his mom. This looks like one of her rivals, rather than AFO.

God what is his life that a mythical villain is someone he has to watch out for when going about everyday life. He turns down the second street leading her in the long way to his house, hoping she loses interest.

It didn't work,. She launches herself at him as he enters an empty street just a few blocks from his place. He dodges, a little too use to be attacked nowadays. He's debating whether to fight back or run when she laughs a bunch of spikes at him. He flinches back preparing for the pain as he squeezed his eyes closed.

"Spike. Don't you know better.". Some man speaks and he peeks open to find the spikes gone and bright red wings facing him instead. Huh, he never had a hero save him.

"Mind your business. Hawks.". He shakes his head in response and Touya founds himself yanked up and away by red feathers as they fight. He has to slip his jacket to get rid of the feathers holding him. He peeks over the building edge as the woman, Spike, is cuffed by the hero.

He tips his head up to catch Touya's eyes and he jumps when one of the feathers nudges his shoulder. He accepts his jacket from the other.

"Ready?". He twirls to stare at the hovering hero. He flicks his eyes down to see other heroes handling Spike. He frowns as the gloves clad hand wiggling fingers at him.

"Why the hell did you put me up here.". He snarls accepting the hand. Touya gulps as the hero wraps his other arm around his waist lifting him over the edge.

"Sorry.". He gives him a tamed smile as he lowers them to the alley. Touya is quick to wiggle free once on the ground and stares around in shock at the scene. He has never seen a hero led scene. There are people cleaning the mess and marking the walls that were damaged. Police were questioning the woman and he noted how the cop was shooting him a familiar look.

"Are you okay?". He turned his eyes to Hawks, Hawks the number three hero who just helped him.

"Aren't you out of Fukuoka?".

Hawks laughs wings fluttering happily. "I'm visiting. Lucky right?". He nudge his side causing Touya to flinch back. He misses the sharp look crossing his face as the cop had approached them with that familiar pinched look.

Touya knows that look. It's the one they were when they "know" he's a criminal wasting their time. He feels his throat tighten because that look comes with a night in a cell too similar to the one he woke up in.

"Hawks. At your service.". He jumps when Hawks steps between them holding his hand out shocking the cop.

"Officer Sasaki.". He shakes his hand. " I need to talk to the....victim.".

"I understand. Need my statement too?". He nods awkwardly at the hero. Hawks steps to the side keeping himself right there. Touya flick his eyes over to him but he just has that pleasant polite smile.

"What were you doing when... attacked by the perpetuator?"

"Walking home."

"From?"

"My job.". Hawks flicked his eyes back and forth as they spoke, his grin slipping off his face as the short questions and answers continue. The officer gets frustrated quickly.

"Look,". He snapped his book close with an annoyed face. "We don't have time to deal with this. Why would she attack you? You dealing?". Touya flinches at his questions, lips pursing in frustration. "She's known to be associated with various dealers so which one are you?". He grits his teeth and looks away.

"I think.". Hawks interrupts, tone bland and stiff.

" I appreciate your help, Hawks but this th....". A wing bumped into the officer ending his statement, as Hawks step up and in-between them.

"Considering I was following Spike before the attack. You will want my statement.". Both the cop and Touya stares at him in shock. "I started following her a hour ago for a case and followed her to a shop where she posed waiting for 32 minutes. She didn't move until after he has closed up the shop and started walking."

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"Do you feel safe?". Hawks stared him down eyes intent and focus. Touya shivers looking away.

"I...I don't know.". He answers fingers pulling on his hoodie sleeves. "She has never hurt me.". Hawks lifts a brow a clear question in his eyes. "She hasn't."

"Does she scare you?".

Touya rubs his wrist eyes staying in the wall refusing to meet his eyes. Hawks resisted the urge to touch; touch is a tricky thing for Touya. He doesn't want to scare him.

"yes." He spoke softly. "She scares me."

"How? What is scaring you?"

"What? She kills people to protect me.". He hisses hands fisting his hoodie and twisting. "Hawks, she was going to kill to keep me safe. She has killed so many people.". He steps back slumping into the wall, Hawks follows leaning next to him. "Once she decided I was safer with her. It took me months to convince her to let me out. I moved and each time she has left me a housewarming gift despite never being told."

"Touya?". Hawks raised his arm slowly giving him warning about his movement before wrapping it around him.

"She has never hit me or yelled.". He says. "She scares me. I read books when I was younger about domestic violence.". He trails off letting his words die. Hawks continues for him.

"Wonder if she would ever cross the line.". He squeezes him gently sensing movement on one of his parameter feathers. He tips his head in so he is whispering into his ear. "I can help.". Touya blue eyes flash to him in surprise.

"What if she..."

"Don't think about her. What do you want?". He asks. They were running out of time as Rei approaches. He needed an answer.

"I'm tired of looking over my shoulder. I'm tired of fighting, running. I want to be safe.". His voice faded as he spoke as if afraid to be heard.

" Alright. I got you, hot stuff.". He hugged him tightly as foots echoed down the alley.

"Touya?". A soft spoke voice called out. Hawks lifts his eyes spying the annoyed look on Rei Himura's face. He had noted how she seems to hate him. He also notices how Touya twitches at her voice before purposely stepping away from Hawks and toward her.
"Hi mom.". He lets her touch him. She pats him down looking for injuries before petting him. Hawks resists the urge to grab him and run. He hates watching them interact, hates how possessive she is over Touya.

"Hello, Ms. Himura." He greets her with a grin ignoring her furious look.

"Goodbye Hawks. I will see Touya home."

" Goodbye.". He offers after Touya nods in confirmation with her statement. He spreads his wings and winks at the two before taking off. He has plans to make and he trusts Touya will break his feather if he needs help.

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Dabi ends up in the past due to an experiment misfired quirk. It doesn't matter just that barely alive Dabi is sitting the the destroyed lab of the HPSC. They are not happy about his arrival, but they are happy after interrogations reveal, by a memory quirk, that he is from the future.

Dabi becomes a captive of the HPSC and the almost destroy his mind harvesting every detail of the future they can. They also learned he lived when he shouldn't have. The doctor in charge of him begins experimenting on his quirk.

The memory raping takes place over months o wrapping with his experiments. Dabi becomes more embitter about hero society.

He meets Nedzu by deliberate choice of his testers. They wanted to see if his healing element would work on others and Nedzu happens to be a convenient labrat.

Blah blah more torture and victims bonding over torture and anger

Blah blah they escape destroying the research from their files and Nedzu removes the files from the memory rape.

Nedzu vows to take down the HPSC and Dabi is broken from their flight.

They start their new life.

Dabi goes solo, he flips off the rodent/bear and disappears. Nedzu meets him over the next few years as an informal informant. Finally he manages to convince the angry human to be on his side. Dabi is tired and broken and has changed so many things already so he agrees.

Nedzu living space is built for him so Dabi just shrugs when the rat-bear is embarrassed when he realized his new partner has no where to sit or sleep. Dabi claims a spot on the floor.

In the future when Nedzu And Dabi are teachers at UA, Best Jeanist goes to Dabi for advice. Dabi finds this hilarious and concerning as the future pro hero is asking relationship advice from him. The students think he and Nedzu are a couple. Nedzu knows this but he gets a treat of watching a new side of Dabi being embarrassed. He has never seen him embarrassed or shy.

There's a lot of anger and hatred in the first part of this story as both are anger at the world and it gets worse during the labs. It takes several years before they start healing.

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Shouto at 9 years old finds his brother Touya injured and exhausted outside the house. He helps him by hiding him in the annex. The next three years Touya is hidden in the carriage house and bonds with Shouto who becomes more confident and defiant as he interacts with him.

Shouto is pouting as Touya goes through the job listings in the surrounding cities. He is determined to stay off Endeavor's radar and the close call at his last job was too close.

He applies to a bunch of office jobs and shoves the brat with him to the kitchen.

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They turned to stare at the ringing phone. Touya swiped it up seeing the Hawks Agency number. "Seriously, the hero agency?". He climbs out onto the roof leaving Shouto with his homework.

They hire him, because he identity the crying victim as a fake and had a great level of understanding of the hero paperwork. Touya agrees to come in next week. He's going to have to get use to waking up for the train ride to Fukuoka.

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"Takami Touya?". Hawks flipped through the file. It makes him suspicious having a Takami as an employee. Is he a relative of his dad or is it just a coincidence. Do they know his name? "Anything wrong?". He asks looking up at his HR manager who grins brightly at him.

"Remember our conversation last month?".

"The PA isn't needed."

"I disagree and I found you a great candidate.". She gestures to the file and Hawks blinks at her. "He has a astonishing understanding of the paperwork. He was one of the interviewers to figure out our actor."

"So he gets to be a PA."

"Original he was hired for an archive position but some other information came forward.". He taps his finger waiting for her to explain. She hesitates.

"Niichimara?"

"He didn't back down when your handler met him in the foyer.". She shrugs just a little. " He didn't cower or tolerate his poor attempts at apologize.".

"He ran into Mercer?". He clicks his computer on and brings up the security feed from that day. He watches as Mercer bumps into him then insults him. Takami sneers back at him purposely blocking his path until he issues a proper apology. "Huh, hire him. We'll see if he can keep up."

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Inspired by perfect boyfriend material fanfic

Raptor is Hawks alter ego undercover and his is very familiar with this particular Yakuza group due to his mission to close down their trafficking ring...Touya/Dabi is currently in their hands causing trouble like burning up the entire dock

Dabi is still scarred up but has his white hair and it sweeps down past his shoulders at the moment. He did have it cut and black before he was recaptured.

" you know better.". He chuckles dragging his tongue under Dabi eye. His grip in his wrist was too tight and Dabi chest screamed for a breath. He hated it the feeling of being trapped and defenseless. The other hand slides under his shirt exposing his stomach as fingers pinched and rolled his nipple.

"It's been awhile since I've caught you, Toy.". Dabi gags at the pleasure starting from the touches and the nausea from his old name. "Let's see if you remember the rules.".
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It was pain that woke him, not the throbs from ....from his touch..not the marks left from being used by him and his men..To...no Dabi...he's Dabi now and he didn't break a rule. The bastard just likes a show. He stares at his wrist where the pain was sharp and blinding....he wonders if his body is trying to pretend a broken wrist is worse. He knows it's not even with the long needle shoved through and a note pinned to him. He lays there staring at the paper....all the blood on his hands and nothing has really changed for him has it.

The next few days he watches as the league jokes about their sugar daddy. Until one day the jokes go a little too far making him want to hurl, but then Hawks defuses everything with his joking attitude. His refusal to sleep with any of them and Dabi knows Hawks has every reason to say it. To say he wouldn't sleep with anyone here...who would.

He closes the door leaving the remaining members...and anyway, why would Dabi even be on the list if Hawks said yes. Dabi isn't someone for a shiny perfect hero even if it hurts to think about Keigo promise to never leave him behind to always chose him. They are no longer Touya and Keigo and there are better things to do then think about the league and Hawks and his stupid perfect husband energy.

Dabi has another meeting to get too and this one he's not allowed to be late too.

It isn't after he's done being on his knees being choked that Dabi realizes something is wrong. When he arrives back at the league headquarters, it's Rut waiting with a smug grin. There's no arguing from Toga and no gushing about Hawks. Its just an empty space with his living nightmare. For a single minute Dabi thinks about fighting back, about making a racket until the league came for him...but when as anyone ever came when he screamed. Instead he tips his head back and let the collar slid along his neck, maybe he never really escaped to begin with.

It was a nice dream while it lasted.
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In the following week, Hawks and the league argued about the missing Dabi with Shigaraki being almost dismissive about his disappearance. It took another two weeks before Twice and Toga stopped talking about him. Hawks continues his mission but he started to track rumors about blue flames whenever he's out and about.

He dons his Raptor appearance to make some rounds while Shigaraki is refusing to meet with him. It's as Raptor he gets his first clue that Dabi is with Rut and his crew.

**

'It felt strange to be here.' Dabi fingers fiddled with the ring in his collar eyes tracking someone moving in the room below. He had been upgraded as a flight risk so now he goes where he goes. No leash needed, Dabi just follows behind him...what's the point? Last time he spent so much energy escaping only to be handed back over to him like a lost cat. Dabi blinked as something red darted into the scene before vanishing again. He hums noticing how no one else seem to notice. He let his mind drifts wondering how much fire it would take to destroy the entire dock in one move.

It would be a lot of fire. He decides enough to exhaust him and leave him vulnerable to punishment. "Toy. Are we boring you?". His voice held a warning tone so Dabi tipped his head back exposing his neck and the collar. He didn't meet his eyes just let his gaze focus on the man's mustache. Everything felt distant as his hand trailed up his own leg guiding him into parting it.

It was an old move, he remembered one of the others teaching him how to defuse him when he was a lot smaller. It still worked.

"Oh, I forgot how needy you are ". Hands cup his throat squeezing until he let out a gasp and someone coughed behind him. "Ah, Raptor.". Air rushed down his throat as he tries to control his body panicked breathing. He kept his hands on the ground knowing it would be worse if he tries to pull at the collar and flicked his eye to the newcomer. Dark brown wings framed the man's back but Dabi find himself caught by very familiar gold eyes.....what was Hawks doing here? He doubts it's to help him.

"It's been a while." He says turning to face Rut and Dabi thinks, for a breath, about attacking, about lighting his hands and choking him, but ..he's exhausted instead he leans back against the crates and watches them. "Come, lets talk.". Rut snaps his fingers getting a nearby guards attention; he doesn't noticed the gold eyes tracking Dabi's breathing or inspecting him for injury. Dabi does, still he doesn't move-- not even to sneer at him. "Take Toy back to the playroom."

"Toy?". Hawks, no Raptor, says a slow smirk taking over his face catching Ruts attention. "He's unique."

"He's feisty.".

"You say that like it's a bad thing.". Rut grins at Raptors interest and waves off his men. Instead he yanks Dabi to his feet and tosses him at their guest. Raptor catches him easily lifting the man by his waist before guiding his feet flat to the ground. His hands gripped tight feeling bones so clearly through his clothes. "He's a lithe one, isn't he."

"Give me my information and he's yours for the night."

"Fuck,". Raptor pulls on Dabi's hair tipping his head so he can taste him. Dabi kisses back...he supposed to kiss back...he has to kiss back...and still he finds little pleasure in Hawks' mouth. "Yeah.". Raptor breaks away eyes pinning on him. "I got your info, you got a room for me."

Later, after they have been left alone in a room with a grand bed and restraints. Hawks begins checking over the aronist. He studies the bruising on his neck, arms and waist. He checks the whip marks in his back for infection and soothes over the irritated skin where his scars meet skin. Dabi just let's him.

Part of him is very aware that Hawks is responsible for him ending up here again. If the hero hadn't reported his meeting to Shigaraki then he would be safe -----but Hawks didn't know, he had no clue Dabi was going to end up here or that Dabi had come from here. Maybe, if he had the energy he would attempt to have the anger and the vengeance to kill Hawks.....he's too tired now.

He lets Hawks manipulate his body in concern and watches as the idiot hero forgets where he is. Sighing, he leans forward biting Hawks shoulder deeply.

"Damnit!"

"If you leave me unfucked,". He speaks in his quiet voice direct into the heros ear. "He will ban you."

"I can't"

"It'll be kinder to kill me then.". Dabi watches Hawks horrified face. He feels the sharp dig of his talons on his waist and the soft feel of feathers closing around him. "Please Keigo, I'm tired.". He slumps forward making him take all of his small amount of weight. He doesn't noticed the hero freezing before rubbing one of his hands along his back. "I can't escape again, I can't do this again."

"Alright.". Hawks whispers, "I'll be the one to fight this time. Just rest."

"That is not how my life works."

"I'm here now so it will work this way now "

He watches as the cuffs are cut and his collar removed revealing more vivided bruises on his throat. Hawks hisses wings sharp and flared out to catch the light. It went pretty smooth until they reached an opening large enough for Hawk to fly with a passenger. Rut waited for them at these dock with a group of his men. He made a clucking noise at them when they were close enough to hear.

"I should have expected Toy to seduce someone when he was away. I'm disappointed in you Raptor.". One of his wings wrapped around Dabi preventing him from flinching back.

" Since this will end our working relationship.". Hawks speaks with a dark look. "I prefer Hawks over Raptor.". A few of the men jumped in surprise and started inching back as some of his feathers detached and hovered around them. Rut snarled.

"Was his ass worth it , Hero?". Rut mocks. He is eyeing the feathers too far to use his quirk on either of them. "If you wanted to use him freely. You just had to ask. Toy--"

"Dabi.". Hawks hisses stepping forward with his wings flared wide and high challenging the man. "His name is Dabi.". One of the men had managed to go around them and Dabi wanted to lash out and burn him as he approaches instead he stares blankly at him. One of the red feathers sliced forward burying itself into the man's leg pinning him to the ground. "Don't touch him". Hawks tucked Dabi back against his side still not taking off but watching them all carefully.

"Is this really necessary?". Rut tuts at him. "You lose your position in the underground by betraying me. And I will tell the League about this. They gave him back to me, you know?". Hawks bristles at his words especially when Dabi flinches.

"He's not yours.". Hawks voice is vicious and low, a growling like noise in his anger. Dabi stares at him with wide eyes; it's been years since he heard that angry rumble from the winged hero. He clasped his shirt and tugged for his attention.

"Calm down, birdie."

His words seem like they will work until Rut launched forward hand grabbing at Hawks shoulder. The rumble turned into a snarl as his wings snapped out knocking Rut back as he grabs Dabi into his arms. Several of his feathers were carving into the earth as his men are pinned down. His wings spread wide and in a single beat lifted them into the night sky. Hawks focuses on the surroundings and the very light weight if the man in his arms. He needed somewhere to take him.

It took a hour to get to Fukuoka especially to his apartment with the shivering thin man. Hawks can barely think by the time he lands on the balcony holding tightly to Dabi. The aronist had pressed his face into his neck during the flight and has made no move to remove it once they landed. Hawks takes a few minutes to just breath and holds Dabi, now that they are vaguely safe.

His feathers opened his door letting him carry Dabi inside to place in his couch. His apartment felt hot after being in the chilled night air and he realized there is no heat coming from Dabi

"Shit!". He tucks him into the couch pulling a gifted throw around Dabi's shoulders as he checks his eyes for unusual dilation. Dabi stares back with a dazed blank expression. His pupils are normal but his skin is chilled cold to the touch. Hawks switches his focus to warming him by rubbing carefully over the scars. "Come on Dabs. Warm up for me.".

"Not warm.". Dabi says in a hollow sounding voice, eyes still blank. "Never warm. Cold blood, remember?"

Hawks makes a dismissive noise but his words gives him a pause...it sounds familiar. Shaking his head, Hawks accepts the sweatshirt from his feathers and begins manipulating Dabi into it. He felt a spark of humor once done seeing the aronist in Hawks merch surrounded by a Miruko throw. He squished down his urge to smile and popped open the newly collected first aid.

His work is smooth and methodically going over each scrape with a sanitizer wipe, antibacterial creme and a bandage then the next then the next...there seemed no end to the injuries left on Dabi torsal He rubbed balm into the bruises, extremely careful around his neck before replacing the neckline if the sweatshirt.

'Going to need to take off your trousers.". He lets Dabi's hands brace on his shoulders as he leans forward so Hawks can slide his pants down. A flash of rage passes across his face when he realizes nothing is underneath his pants except welts. Welts decorated his thighs and hips drifting up toward his stomach. Someone had been deliberately careless with a whip on him.
He lays the pants next to him on the floor and began treating the wounds. It took a lot of restraint not to launch himself back out and back to the dock to go after Rut. He isn't even sure if he wants to kill or arrest him. Finally his front half was done and Hawks stared at him hestiantly to ask.

"Done with me, already birdie.". Dabi voice is a little stronger than earlier but his eyes are still so blank and dead. Hawks shakes his head and watches as Dabi deflates. "You want me to turn around, dont'cha ya.". He didn't wait for an answer, Dabi shrugs off the throw and twisted his body until his back and ass was facing him. He draped himself a long the back of the couch letting the sweatshirt hang on him loosely. Hawks sighs and nudges his knees guiding them back so the welts on his thighs were exposed too.

Hawks bite back a sob and began working. The hardest part was applying the creme to his rim where it had been ripped. As soon as he was done. Hawks jerked back and crossed the room. He wants some space for Dabi and himself. Dabi laid still for a while then slowed turned to sink into the couch properly. He grabbed the boxers left on the throw and tugged them over his hips under Hawks fretful gaze. He tugged the sweatshirt back down and curled up wrapping the throw around him.

"Going to sleep, birdie.". He mumbles. "Don't give me back.". He's asleep before Hawks can finish his flinch at the accusation. After all Hawks played a pretty big role in the first surrendering, didn't he?

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"No one cared the first time...the second...or even the third.". Dabi flipped the egg listening to the pan splitter and sizzle. "It's so easy for me to vanish. No one ever looked."

"No.". Hawks snapped dropping his coat and darting across the room pulling Dabi to face him. The aronist blinked in surprise as he tries to wiggle loose of his grip. " I spent weeks looking for you. Every clue, every flame I traced trying to find you."

Dabi shook his head turning around to shut off the stove before the eggs burned. Hawks let's him stepping back to stare at him.

"I went to Ruts dock because there was a rumor you were working for him. I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner.". Dabi looks over his shoulder eyes intent on the downtrodden hero.

"Really can't help those hero instincts can you Keigo.". Dabi whispers turning his face back to the eggs and plating them.

"How?". Hawks asks, again derailed by Dabi confidence in using his birth name. He fall silent, eyes studying Dabi once again. He felt that vague feeling of familiarity, that feeling where he's sure he knows Dabi beyond all of this. He slowly walked around to the side eyes searching his profile until Dabi turned to meet his eyes. Bright blue eyes watched him back and Hawks is hit with the familiar sensation of deja Vu.

"Touya?". His voice cracks. The tiny nod Dabi -----Touya gives him breaks something in him. He hopes it's a good break as tears stream down his face and he wraps Dabi in his arms and wings burying his face into the scarred tissue of his neck.

Notes
- The guy has a form of quirk erasure, he needs to maintain contact. He sadistic and enjoys raping people for entertainment. Toy had been one of his favorite whores before he vanished. He is very pleased to find Toy in Tokyo and away from his allies. It is much sweeter to him to have him back while he is still acting as Dabi.
- Touya was part of the Legacy Program and friends with Keigo...Keigo did not take his death well especially as the handlers often rewarded successes like giving Keigo an oil for his wings that makes them fireproof but not assisting Touya who burns...he grows to hate his handlers as he blames them in part for Touya's death for refusing to give him support items while pushing him
- Keigo becomes viligante/villain Raptor while daylighting as hero Hawks
- He does not recognize Dabi as Touya but he wonders about how similar the man is to Touya.
- I'll stuck with h/c in Endeavor choking him with his hands lit up in flames as the trigger for Touya's death
- Raptor accidentally helps Dabi escaped this second time leading him to join the LiV for protection. This hurts Dabi more when Hawks is indirectly the one responsible for his recapture.
- Inspiration is from perfect boyfriend energy particular the league dismissal of Dabi and their obsession with Hawks sex appeal... essential Dabi brings Hawks I to love to distant him from his own feelings and the dealings he was with his "owner". Love actions make him more uncomfortable so he doesn't get the distance he was planning....Hawks knows something is up as Dabi tends to flinch when. He tries to touch him. And his very visceral reaction to that time Hawks grab his wrist after the event with Compress makes him very suspicious to the point he decides to trail the aronist and learns about his association unfortunately Hawks fucks up by using this info to secure his league position and forcing Dabi out. His plan to offer him protection or have him arrested is ruined when Dabi just vanished and the warehouse he had visited is abandoned.
- Punishment:. Locked in a pitch black room with some of his men, Dabi can't predict movement making him sensitive to the touching

Chapter Text

Story conflict:.
- Dabi gets kidnapped and saved by heros?
Host Dabi. Touya Himura works a specialized themed club....ok, it's villain theme k. He works as a host at a villain theme cafe that focus on western coffee. Honestly when he burnt down that warehouse, he never expected to be in an American style cafe talking to a bright eye Stain fanatic about the changes needed for the hero system.. while dressing as a hot topic big brother but his scars really sell the look and his attitude gets him some good money. Also he's ability to keep his mouth shut allows for informant meetings in private rooms.

It's been three years working here and Touya kinda enjoys his life as Dabi the aronist. He work mainly nights and weekends, always has Tuesday and Wednesday off and has a comfy little studio that he has manage to decorate to his heart content. He geta to be rude to customers who thank him for his attitude.

He picks up some pre-cut fruit, mango and strawberry and adds it to the basket. Some catchy upbeat pop song was coming from the speakers and Dabi found himself humming along with it. Being Tuesday, he was looking forward to some time off away from Stain fanatics and poorly disguised hero spies. He grabs a pack of a ciders that Arata managed to get him hooked on and some mochi ice cream.

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It's a late night when some more people request a private room. Dabi stretch letting the kinks in his back pop before answering his boss summons to tend to them.

A tray filled with a water pitcher, sake bottle and glasses lead the way I to the room followed by him. He focuses on the table letting their guest have the illusion of privacy. Boss warned him it was a pair of heroes so in and out was his goal.

"Wait.". He froze heading for the door. His nerves burning at the deep voice addressing him. It can't be,. It's been almost ten years. He turned flashing his widest insanity grin at the pair. His blood froze at the blue eyes watching him but he is a performer and gives a little bow.

"Dabi, at your service."

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"Our host???". Hawks sipped at his water eyes watching Endeavor closely. "I didn't notice much. He's gorgeous.". He laughs at the cross expression on his face. "Seriously what about him?"

"He seems familiar."

"Villain?"

"No...". Endeavor sighed finishing his glass of sake before speaking more. "Its not important."

"Important enough to bring up?"

"He reminds me of someone, a person I haven't seen in 9 years. I thought.". He slumps just a bit, enough for Hawks to lean in and bump his shoulder. "I wished it was him."

**

"Himura . Himura...Himura?". Hawks mumbled walking along the hall his head tipped back to stare at the passing ceiling tiles. "I know that name...where?"

"Hawks-san!".

"Yes!". He perks wheeling in place to face his secretary whom quickly strides down the hall.

"Endeavor-san is waiting in Conference 5."

"Thanks!". He gives her a bright grin before darting off the nearby railing to float to the second floor. The advantages of designing his own agency was putting in a massive atrium to allow people to freely travel in inclined. He banks hard and lands straight Infront of the conference room.

Inside the room, Endeavor has laid out his missives from their current mission....not the mysterious host. But the trakkicing ring. "Just on time.". He hands over his own file, letting the mystery of Himura be shared before flicking through the latest reports from the underground heroes. "I have--"

"Is this true.". Endeavor shoved the page beneath his nose ruining his attempt to read the files. Hawks slowly blinked at the frazzle hero...part in surprise at his response and part in irritation. The ring takes priority over whatever hard-on Endeavors having for this host.

"Yeah. On all his papers. Forged papers, but old ones...he was probably a runaway."

"Runaway?". Endeavor laughs, a brittle sound as he sinks into the chair clenching the papers tightly and burying his face into his hands. "Hawks, can I trust you with something?"

"Is it about the host?". Hawks asks talons tapping on the latest reports but eyes on Endeavor. The man looked so uneasy about this information. "Yeah. I told you, you are my idol so you can trust me."

"I'm a terrible idol....I am worse father ". He sat straight blue eyes watery and blurry from years. He froze at the sight of those years and blindly accepted the file back as Endeavor pulled something from his suit. "My eldest child was declared dead 9 years ago. It....there were so many things I could have done to save him....so many things I should have done.". He lauded a photo of a smiling child down for him to see. Bright red hair and bright blue eyes glowed up at them.

***He has a photo of teen Touya from when he took him to an emergency clinic a few weeks before his death. It shows burned lower lids and a jaw line. He had found Touya crying tears of flames....Enji receives a hard lecture from the doctors about how Touya should have been in quirk therapy it was an issue where not using his quirk wouldn't make any difference it was burning him from the inside out.

"The host..

"Rei's last name is Himura.. Himura, Touya. The right kanji and everything."

"You trained him from a young age...hiding in plain sight."

"Let people miss you by being visible...it was part of some PR assignments he worked on."

Hawks really tried...he really tried to hold in his laughter but the puppy look on the Famous Number two over his possibly very alive son hiding by using his mothers family name in the very same town he grew up in. He laughs were so loud one of the secretaries peeked in in worry just to be waved away by Endeavor who slowly joined his laughter.

" He was too smart for his own good"

"What now?"

Chapter Text

Dabi the nomu made to resemble Touya is dead and the Todoroki's grief as it is reveal he wasn't even Touya and most of his memories were implants from the doctor's files. Touya's fate at the doctor's hands is still unknown.

On the other side of Japan, the the cold region of Sapporo Touya shift starts at the coffeehouse while his school books sit in the counter. A commission agent enters and asks for his assistance in a medical matter;. Surprised Arata Touya agrees to travel to Musutafu to help someone recover their wings from a fire.

His quirk is registered as rebirth but it's a healing quirk that only works when one is damaged by fire. He has a medic certification and is called into burns units to treat victims who consent to his quirk usage. Despite how useful his quirk is Arata is going to school for architecture.

In the HSPC facility, he is lead to a room where the Number Two Hero Hawks is waiting. He sets his supplies to the side and shoos, actually chases everyone else out of the room much to Hawks amusement. Touya takes privacy and consent seriously so he sits in the chair opposite of Hawks and talks

He explains his quirk, how it works and most importantly the possibility of it triggering a flashback as he uses flames to rebirth. Hawks admires how powerful his quirk is and Arata scoffs at him. He believes people are more than their quirk and this whole situation with AFO the LOV and the MLA proves society focus in quirk superiority has cause more harm than good. He chose a life where his quirk isn't the priority. Hawks and him have a conversation, ironically this talk is what convinced Hawks to let him try.

Arata explains his actions as he walks behind and out of sight of Hawks. He will do one wing at a time and encourages Hawks to embrace the feeling of his wings and to remember the greatest moment he has with them. A moment of peace, excitement or grief just a grounding moment where his wings were apart of him. Hawks jokes it sounds like he is doing all the work. Arata just hums and informa him he is going to place both hands over the scarred tissue of his left wing first. Ice cold hands touched the scars and Hawks jumps.

"A little warning!"

"Sorry". Arata says laughing quietly. "Now you're going to feel heat as my flames began pushing into your skin just focus on your memories of your wings in action ". Arata kept his eyes on his hand as white flames began creeping onto the scarred tissue and burning into the scapular where he was informed the root had been. Those flames suddenly flared out as something red began pushing out of the body in the midst of the fire. Little nub grew as the flames continues to envelope it. Arata slowly moved his hands as the root solidified against the back, now while as a wing anchored home. He slid his hands along the growing appendage as flames kept low and white kept it surrounded and feathers began forming. His hands cupped at the tip of the outermost feathers on the winglets and flames covered the entire wing. Arata thought it was a beautiful sight, no matter how tragic.

Smiling he stepped back with the fire still blazing and spoke. "Give it a good few flaps, the lingering flames should go out ". He noted Hawks looked terrified before moving the wing then the hero was hopping up and twisting his body trying to see the single winglet attached to his back. Arata grabbed the mirror he kept in his bag and held it out so the hero could see the wing in it's entirety.

"Thank you!". Hawks forgot any decorum and grabbed the man squeezing the life out of him in his excitement. "How soon on the next one!!"

"It will be two weeks and I expect you to take it easy for the next two months at least. They are going to feel like brand new limbs and your mental health will struggle". Despite his lecturing time, a Hawks grin was wide as he nodded along. Three knocks from the door was followed by a trio of people entering. Hawks barreled into the only woman the HPSC president with his cheers loud as he show his wing to her. She smiled just as big and clung to him back happy to see his happiness. The other person ingestured for Arata to join him in the hall where he iftenes his own quiet thanks and Arata repeated his warning to have Hawks take it easy for the next two months.

Touya is escorted to a nearby hotel. A very nice one and he has to wonder about the fairness if heros can receive this kind of treatment why can't everyone. Shaking off the melancholy thought and set his books on the desk in the room. He turned on the TV the channel set to local news where they were discussing the damages from the latest battle. It was a hero victory but Touya wondered at the cost of said victory. He pulled his toiletry bag out and laid out the selection of lotions to use in his scars before taking his shower. He had a calming routine for bed and found it easier to sleep in unknown locations when he stuck with the self care.
He checks over his tattoos and the scars they covered while rubbing the lotion in and found his skin was fine. Still he remembers the early years when the pain and wounds were constantly infected from poor care so he traced the old lines where his scars pulled apart from health skin now healed and whole thanks to grafts for years past.

+++

Touya reread the paragraph for the twentieth time and banged his head onto the table. The coffee shop continued clattering around him in the early morning rush and normally he found the noise comforting but today he is frustrated with the distraction. He decides to call it quits and turned his attention to his waiting sketchbook where their latest assignment was pending his review. It was for a proposed park layout in one of the cities, Deika he believes. The country was working on revamping the destroyed region in hopes to encourage people to move back in.

He, personally thinks the project is doomed to fail with the hero's heavy handedness in the dismantling of the PLF which includes punishing people just living in support of a dream of change. His design focuses on that dream and he focus his park layout to be accessible for people with various quirks including aerial equipment and climbing regions. His professor has high hopes for it's success due to growing support of quirk rights and supposedly the HPSC new president is making that accessibility her goal for the region. Still he added various notes to the traditional gardens section about the paths being open enough for people of Gang Orca size and to accommodate Hawks wings.

He focuses on the layout adding notes to various sections to give to one of his classmates to review. Someone claimed the stool next to him. Breaking his Concentration on the project, he glance up to see a kid with red and white hair. He did a double take recognize Todoroki Shouto from the news as he open a book and sipped at his cup. Huh, what a small world this town is.

Arata turned his attention back to his assignment when Shouto spoke up.

"What is that?". He pointed at the area on the layout where several shapes were drawn. Arata grinned at him.

"It's similar to an American skate park, set up to allow people to parkour around the structures with or without their quirks.". The kid seemed curious and nodded slowly. " Think of it as the schools training ground but in a public space. Ideally we would have a kinda lifeguard on hand for accidents but people would be able to practice themselves or with their kids. It's made to be broken so repairs would be constant allowing for changes over the years "

"Is this the former Deika town?". Shouto asked.

"That's the plan. They want to rebuild the city and let people return or move into the area.". They discuss the ethics of rehousing. Forgiveness and Destro theology. Shouto is surprisingly enjoyable to talk to for a hero in training and he takes notes on a few books Arata recommends. Shouto weirdly enough gives him his number so they can continued his discussion.

Touya thinks about their discussion as the bus takes him near the HSPC medical facility. He's feels strange after talking to him, it's a bittersweet feeling of loss and happiness. It makes him think of his missing memories and of people he may have lost with them. He has spent several years letting go of his missing memories coming to turns with what he lost and one conversation has turned it on it's face. He wants to know if he has a little brother like Shouto or use to have such conversation with his parents. It's all bittersweet. He thought as he disembarked the bus and turned toward the facility.

Hawks greeted him at the doors, his one wing fluffed up in excitement. " I take it there was no complications over the last few weeks?". He asks smiling at the hero.

"It's been awkward with my balance, otherwise it's been great!".

"Hawks!". Another voice called from across the lobby urging the two of them to turn to the large red haired man approaching them. "Is this your medic?". He stared down at Arata whose smile turned strained at the sight of the very large Endeavor. Even after two years of therapy, large men terrify him.

"Yes! Endeavor this is Arata-san. Arata-san, Endeavor." Arata bowed in greeting still too uncomfortable to speak as Endeavor seemed to loom over him. Endeavor had no such problem.

'I want to thank you. Your quirk is amazing and has allow one of our greatest heros to recover fully.". Arata bared through his thanks, anger as the hero only focused on the quirks involved instead of the people ,but he stayed silent. Arata knows when to pick his fights and this large hero wasn't one worth his time if his gut was right. He doesn't notice shaking hands until a wing wraps around his shoulders with a hand pressing I to his lower back.

"We need to get going!". Hawks cheers briskly directing them away from Endeavor. Once they round the corner he steps away rubbing a hand in his next giving Touya a weak smile. "Sorry, I forget people aren't use to him ". His eyes were focused down and Touya followed finally realizing his own shaken hands.

It triggered something as the shaking started to spread and his breaths grew rough and short. He scrambled backwards until the wall hit his back and tried to remember the countdown trick but he couldn't feel the wall and he can't smell anything and....and...his vision is filled with bright red shapes. A warm hand in his wrist then softness as he is maneuver to touching his hands into the red shapes. Still tight and he can't breath but something is buzzing by his head and he tries to escape it by going forward losing the warmth but finding himself surrounded the soft red that won't let him leave.

"I gotcha.". One of the buzzes makes it through his panic and finally Touya can hear. "It's nice isn't it. My wings were always soft and large, calmed a lot of people down over the years. Ha, you can hear me now? Let's try then, huh.". He can't remember who's voice this was but it didn't scare him so not someone large then. He tried another breath and it stopped and black specks we're starting to appear in the red soft thing
"None of that now. What are five things you hear?"

"W'aa.". He blanks trying to understand while also listening. He heard something, a rustling noise. "Rustling," he mumbles earning an encouraging hum. "Steps, sharp clicks of heels.". He can hear more now. "Mumbling. Door slam and you humming."

"Good. How about four things you feel?"

"Hard wall, rough carpet.". He twitches his fingers feeling the softness on them. "Soft things...feathers. and your hand in my shoulder."

"Three sights?"

"Red feathers, gray wall beyond it and my black sweater.".

"Two smells"

"Your cologne and coffee?". He tilts back bringing his head out of the feathers if Hawks wing as the hero smiles at him. "I taste Matcha from my latte.". Hesitant for a few more breaths before nudging him back and forcing his feet under him. He accepts Hawks hand on his back leading him into the prepared treatment room.

As Hawks wiggled his wings and hopped around the room, Arata fiddled with the sleeves of his sweater. He watches as the hero bounced in place with his large grin and despite how tired Arata felt he was happy for the man.

-+-

"You don't remember anything?". Hawks asks. He was frowning at him as Arata sipped at his coffee. "Not a place or a name?"

"Nothing,". He says. "Sometimes I get feelings. Like being scared of large men or angry when hearing families at the parks.". He shrugs at Hawks horrified expression. "It's not terrible and my therapist has been a great help in working through it all."

"Do you want to find them? You're family?". Hawks says. He fiddled with his own mug eyes staring intently at him. "I can have your DNA run.". Arata is unsure and just thinks as he stares into his mug ignoring the strong gold eyes. He seriously considers the offer because he does want to know. He wants to meet the people who created him and if any of them missed him. He wants to know if his love of festivals came from a family tradition he forgot or if his quirk came from his mother of father.

"I'll think about it. Thank you for the offer ". He smiles at him, letting his uncertainty fade in good company.

++

Hawks started at the file on his tablet as the president waited for him to speak. "Madam I've ran into quite a dilemma."

"What is it?"

"Arata Touya granted me leave to run his DNA in hopes of finding his family."

"Ah, they' re are imprisoned."

"Not exactly," he flinched tapping talons on the screen. "They are in a very different and difficult situation at the moment."

"Hawks?". She reprimanded, showing her little patience for run around and word play. Hawks sighed and pushing the tablet over showing the DNA results. He watches as her brow pinched hard as her brows vanished into her hair. Wide eyes met his in shock.

"Well, shit.". He nodded in agreement. On the screen Arata Touya an architect student from the Hokkaido was match to DNA of Todoroki, Enji and Rei. The family Arata couldn't remember just had the closest thing to Touya's memory killed in the last battle of the war after attempting to murder his family.

It also begs a question of how Dabi knew so much about Touya when Touya was still very alive.
"We shall have to proceed with great caution. I suspect you wish to speak to Arata about this situation?". Hawks nodded. "Give him an idea of the situation before giving him names, he seems like a sensitive person and may be willing to proceed cautiously. I.". She took a deep breath eyes roaming over the image in Enji. " I shall speak with Enji and his wife.'

Sakura had many challenges in her rise to top of the Hero Public Safety Commission but this is the first time she will have to face a potentially grieving family about a very not dead child. At the time she had been relieved when Dabi turned out to be a nomu with little to no connection to the dead Todoroki. Now she wishes he had been as it would be easier then explaining the amnesic Arata as a Todoroki and that he had been taken hostage by Ujiko ten years ago to mace his memories stripped.

They had found the research for Dabi and Touya under the name of Arata. Dabi had Touyas's memory due to a quirk allowing the memory transfer and some of the experiments performed on the nomu made her strong stomach turn in disgust. There's a real possibility if Dabi hadn't been experiment on he would have acted like Touya and one of the files implied it was original plan to place his as a sleeper agent in the household. Nothing in this situation was good and having to explain it to Endeavor, then explain his son was alive and thriving in Japan.

Endeavor shrunk as he took in her words and held the tablet like it was a newborn babe. "It is really him.". He asks. Mind wondering to his family hope at the chance of saving Dabi only to learn Dabi was not Touya. Now he had proof of Touya's life and grief over the news of Dabi's experimentation. For all his relief at Touya being alive and well, he wished he could have saved Dabi and let him have a true life where his choices were his own. He focuses on Touya matching DNA results.

"Can we meet him?".

"We are letting him decide. It was only brought to our attention because his friend sought out my help with revealing the information due to recent events.".

"Understandable. I have permission to tell my family.". She nodded and pushed the button unlocking her doors so Endeavor could leave.

+++

Hawks expected a strong reaction if he is being honest. Maybe he is too use to heroics but Arata s reaction to his family is bland. The man just read through the files a few times and is sitting there in silence and peace. "So?". He offers an olive branch. Arata sets the tablet down lips pinched tight and browed furrowed.

"I'm not sure "

"Huh?"

"Honestly considering some of the things I have learned about myself over the years. I though they would be in prison or dead, not..." He paused waving a hand over the screen. "Not a hero and his family. It's unreal.".

"I had a conversation with Shouto about philosophy. Hell, five years ago I would have been furious to learn my family had the means and resources to find me and never did. Did they even try?". Arata covered his face hunching over in his seat. His voice had a cracking quality to it. "I've been out here struggling to live for 8 years and learning to live and let go for the last two. This whole time my family could have found me. I..." He shoved away from the table violently and grabbed his bag. Other patrons looked at the commotion but Hawks gave them a media worthy smile as Arata packed his bag. "I need to leave. Gods, I need to speak to my therapist, this this. It's too much.".

"Alright, I understand.". Hawks followed him out keeping an eye on him as he headed for the subway terminal. Sighing the winged hero picked up his tablet and closed the file.

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"It's easy to forget with recent events that the arguments the PLF used to rise in power and gain the support it had and still has is due to a very real issue rooted in elitism or gatekeeping by wealth and power ". Natsuo tried to scoffed by he stopped mid noise at the sight of Shouto's careful nod.

"Dr Hae speaks how the armies rise from preexisting issues.". He says. "Her book was very encompassing in How organizations often have a split message: one which appeals to the public who is seeking change while the other is those wishing to force change to their advantage.". Natsuo has never Shouto speak in such a clear admiring way and to a clear stranger about a controversial subject. Arata laughs and grins at him.

"I think you will love the classes taught at University of Tokyo, they have several focus on public policies and philosophy focused on quirk impacts."

"He's going to be a Pro-Hero.". Natsuo snark and the man just rolled his eyes at him

"Last I heard, heros can still enroll in university and even take classes "

"I am interested in learning more on this subject. My classmates have been spirited debaters on the subject over the last few weeks and our principal has been pleased with our exploration of the matter."

"Dr Hae has a panel discussion at the university this coming semester." Arata offers. Shouto grins at the news and quickly stood up pulling out his phone leaving the two of them alone. Natsuo frowned and stared after his brother not happy being left with a stranger. Arata is fiddling with his sleeves and staring into space.

"What is it you do?". Natsuo says. He met his eyes and he notices how blue Arata's eyes are. He can see why Shouto says he seems so familiar with trusting eyes like that. He does seem familiar, but so many people have tried to use the Todoroki's recent events to take advantage. Natsuo wonders if Arata is just another person using Shoutos kindness to get some money or a way into the family.

"I'm an architectural student. Hopefully I'll be graduating this coming year and I have been working on the Deika project under one of my professors.". He laughs when Natsuo slurped his tea a little too hard and dribble some down his chin. "I also volunteer as a quirk healer for burn units, it's technically how I met Shouto. I was in town to assist on a job."

"Wait! You're Hawks guy.". Natsuo says. " Endeavor was impressed with how well he recovered. How in the world did you do that?". Arata chuckled.

"My quirk is based in fire, it's called rebirth. Essential I can heal or recover tissue damage from fire. Hawks is an extreme sample, but I do well with soft tissue damage."

"But you're not medical?".

"I did not want my quirk to dictate my life. Too many people focus on quirks before people and my life is more than my quirk.". Natsuo nodded in consideration understanding how the man feels.

"Sorry, after everything lately. I've been a little suspicious of people reaching out to us.". He sees Arata flinch and rub at his shoulders. He spies some dark marks on those expose wrist before the sleeves covers them back up.

"I get that. I recently learned something earth shattering.". He gave him a small grin. "I'm still deciding what to do with the info myself ". He collected his empty cup and gestured to the counter. "I'm going to get a refill.". Natsuo nodded.

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"What exactly should I expect?". Arata resumes fiddling with his sleeves and Hawks rolled his eyes reaching out to catch his hand. He tangling their fingers together to stop the fretful habit. "Hawks.". He groused pulling on their hands while glaring at the hero.

"It's a meeting in a semi public location.". He said. "You can leave at any moment and no one will be allowed to stop you. You can request the name they call you and refuse any questions they ask. The Todoroki couple understands this is a difficult situation. "

"But I'm the dead son."

"And I will make them understand you have boundaries too.". He bumped into his side pulling on their clasped hands. "I have your back.". Touya nodded and lead the way into the conference room being used for this meeting. When he agreed to this meeting it was to both of the parents and now he wonders if that was the right decision as he faces the very large Endeavor and his very unfamiliar wife Rei.
Terror rises in him as Endeavor stands and he goes to step back to hide from him when Hawks stepped Infront of him letting wings blocked his sight.

"It will be better if you stay seated.". He says, face blank until Endeavor resumes his seat tucking legs under the table. He smiles brightly pulling out a chair for Touya who took it with a hesitant move. Rei Todoroki is staring intently at him but doesn't speak as the quiet in the room becomes uncomfortable.

Anytime Endeavor opens his mouth, Hawks shakes his head telling him to wait and Touya is taking slow deep breaths as he focuses on his hands pulling in his sleeves. Finally he looks up studying the two people across the table.

"I'm Arata Touya. I...." He speaks slowly hesitating over his next words as Endeavor leans forward excitedly. He hates the fear freezing him everytime Endeavor moves. "Call me Arata, please."

"You may call me Rei-san if you're comfortable. Todoroku-san, if not.". She offers a timid smile however her eyes are bright and her fingers twitching where they rest in the table.

"Endeavor". He offers after a pointed look from Hawks and Rei. Touya doesn't looked anymore comfortable but he has eased up pulling in his sweater.

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"Don't touch me!". He jerks back tripping over his feet as Endeavor freezes. Touya can't see his face turn white as he had hunched over as he backs away.

He can't breath and he can feel the claustrophobic tightness in his chest. He can't hear as Hawks orders then out leaving him alone with the young hero. Touya is so fucking scared and his scars hurt, they hurt like they did when he was in the street and his fingers find their way to his shoulders clawing the sweater out if the way and digging into the invisible seam. His staples are gone, it isn't safe without his staples; he pulls at his quirk begging his fire to keep him safe because the staples are gone which means he's there and he can't be there. It isn't safe there but his fire will keep him safe so he burns and it hurts it always hurts. His vision whitens and a faint harsh voice has him trying to pull the seam open to let more fire out. He needs the fire out, he's safe when he burns. He isn't aware when red feathers are burnt and replaced by strong hands gripping him and pulling his hands away from the bleeding seam. He doesn't feel the pinch of the needle as a sedate and a suppressor is given to him; he just sinks into the darkness that comes from the pain of his quirk.
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"Fuck.". Touya says startling the hero sitting next to his bed. Hawks makes a weird pitch noise as he leans forward eyes seeking out Touya as the man slowly pushes himself upright in the bed. He rushes to the bed controls and adjusted the bed so Touya didn't strain himself staying upright.

"No shit. You terrified us. You lit yourself on fire and...fuck dude. It was, it is bad.". Hawks hovers his hand over the bandage wrapped forearm closing his eyes as he listens to his slow breaths.

"Yeah. Shit...sorry. It's been awhile since I lost control like that."

"Lost control! You burnt yourself. Damnit Touya I thought you...fuck the burns were bad "

"Were?". He glanced down at his arm realizing he couldn't feel the usually pain of burns. "What happened?" Hawks blinks at him with a tilted head and narrow eyes like Touya was a puzzle.

"You burned, badly at that and luckily we had the meeting at the Commission since there is a medic with a healing quirk and a oxygen tank.". Hawks stares at him with his narrowed pupils and blank face. Touya feels guilty which he knows, his therapist has gone over it with him, he knows he shouldn't feel guilty for something out of his control in the moment. His flashbacks are terrible exhausting events and it's been so long since he had one fuck he hasn't had one since his check up at the hospital for his Quirk Disorder and the doctor resident, a large college student had triggered him.

"Sor.."

"Don't.". Hawks interrupts dropping his gaze as he begins rubbing the back of his head. "My emotions aren't your fault and it's okay that you struggled with this situation. I just..." Hawks smiled lifting his face so he can meet his eyes. "I just want to know you're okay right now."

"Not sure, feeling physical okay but..". He shrugs letting the word die in his throat. "It's been a bit since I've had a flashback.". He offers the despondent hero whose wings drape along the floor.

"What was...fuck...what was it?".

"Trigger? It's stu...no it's not stupid but large men tend to freak me. You've notice with Endeavor. Add in a bad pain day and I slipped.". He tries to reach for his right shoulder wanting to rub away the phantom but Hawks darted forward with a horrified face and jerk his hand away. "What!"

"You may not remember, hotstuff, but you clawed your shoulder open.". Touya grimaces, vaguely remembering his panic over his staples

"Right, I'm guessing where my graft meets healthy skin.".

"Yeah."

"Fuck, that's pretty bad. I used to have seams.". He misses the look that flashes across Hawks' face as he explains. "When I first woke up, I guess,. I had some bad scarring with artificial grafts. Spent a lot of time panicking and ripping them open, sounds silly now but at the time.". He shrugs. "I felt, feel safe when I think of them."

"Like you were in control of your quirk". Touya doesn't notice the off tone to Hawks voice because that didn't sound correct. He is trying to think of how to explain the relief he has when his seams are open.

"No, it's.. it's not control just.". He looks up from where he had been fiddling with the blanket and meets Hawks eyes. "My quirk kept me safe for a lot of years. I don't remember all of it but anytime I feel endanger...". He blushes feeling stupid for explaining something he doesn't really understand. "It feels safe to lose control knowing I'm not the only one being burned.". Hawks nods, a strange light in his eyes and downturn lips making him seem troubled.

"Don't look like that.". Touya stretches forward flicking his forehead and earning a sqwark from the hero. "My therapist warned me, I could have flashbacks as I interacted with people from before my memory lost."

"It's not that, at least not just that.". Hawks says.

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Dabi did seek out Touya, it's how he got his identity and papers arranged. Touya vaguely remembers the guy who helped him 6 years ago and is surprised to see a photo of him in Hawks paperwork.