115: 𝑂𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑜 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑚𝑜
Kira coughed, still mostly unconscious. Mirio knelt by her and all the other wounded gathered from the battle. They had almost fallen, but someone had slowed their descent until the boosters were restored.
Mirio didn't know exactly who did it, but he was endlessly grateful to them.
Shigaraki was gone, Deku had jumped after him. Everything was strangely quiet now. He glanced over at Bakugou, jeanest and Edgeshot were still kneeling by him. Well Jeanest was at least, Edgeshot wasn't even visible to him any longer. He was giving Bakugou lifesaving surgery, one that might just destroy his own body.
Kira had originally been lying against Bakugou. But as the battle got worse... Mirio had no choice but to move her. He almost felt guilty for it. He didn't know much about the two first years... But the way she was holding onto him. The tears staining her cheeks. It moved him.
Everything was so bad. So wrong. Mirio tried to remain positive, they hadn't lost yet. He kept trying to think like that. They still had a chance.
His gaze moved from Kira to the middle of the battlefield. Among all of the rubble of his school, standing over the blood shed from the battle.
Was the warp gate.
Mirio eyed him suspiciously. He had been standing there ever since Shigaraki left. Doing absolutely nothing. As though his brain was glitching.
Mirio couldn't help but be worried over him. Like any second he'd snap and send them all to another battleground. One that would likely kill his injured friends.
Kira coughed again. Then again, he looked back in concern. Which morphed into fear when the coughs kept coming, gurgling now.
She was throwing up.
He panicked, immediately grabbing her and forcing her onto her side so she didn't choke. Her eyes flew open as she coughed up everything in her stomach. Mirio saw a disturbing amount of blood. Not only in her vomit, but everywhere. Her nose, ears and mouth were all bleeding. Her eyes were glowing red. Then they flickered and returned to normal.
Though they were red and blotchy where the whites were supposed to be. Like she had blood vessels burst.
But she was awake.
"What's going on?" Kira asked him, voice hoarse as she tried to sit up.
"Stop! Your side!" Mirio said, holding her shoulders. "You need to lay down. I'll see if I can get you some water... You're dehydrated."
"I'm fine." Kira coughed again. "What's the situation?" She asked him
"Shigaraki and Mi-Deku are gone. They jumped off somewhere. All the wounded are still here uh... We almost fell. But they fixed the flight system. We called in a helicopter to take the wounded but it might be awhile, the weather is getting bad." Mirio told her everything he knew. "...Mr Aizawa and Mic fell off but... He caught em."
Mirio nodded over at Kurigiri who stared forward a good distance away. Mirio's voice dropped to a whisper. "He's just been sitting there ever since."
Kira followed his gaze. Seeing Kurigiri... Hearing Kurigiri.
But that wasn't right... Kira couldn't hear Kurigiri. He was a Nomu, kira had never been able to hear him before. Even while he was in the hospital. She had tried... Aizawa had asked her to try and see if... If Shirakumo was still in there somewhere.
Kira had found nothing then.... But now...
"Who... Am..." There was static between each thought. "Shirakumo... Who is... My friends... Heroes... Together... Shigaraki? Who is... I can't... Why..."
Kira felt emotion. Complete agony from the guy. Pain. Torment. Confusion.
Kira put a hand to her earpiece. "Detective Naomasa this is Athena. What's the status on All Might?" She asked, watching Kurigiri carefully.
"Kira?! I mean uh... Athena. Are you alright? Last we heard-"
"I'm fine. Where's my uncle?" Kira repeated.
"He left... I'm worried for him I think he's..."
"Alright. Track him for me." Kira said, interrupting him.
"Why? What's going on up there? We haven't heard much since La Brava and Gentle criminal caught you." Naomasa said.
"I don't even know who the hell that is." Kira mumbled. "Whatever, just give me his coordinates."
"What are you gonna do?" Naomasa asked nervously.
"...I'm giving him the fight he wants." Kira responded. Getting up, she carefully approached Kurigiri. Ignoring Naomasa's anxious protests.
"Kira-" Mirio said nervously. But he didn't stop her this time.
"Shirakumo." Kira said, approaching with her hands up. "Oboro Shirakumo." She repeated. Trembling from fear and exhaustion.
Kurigiri didn't move.
"Hey I'm... I'm Shota's friend." Kira tried again. Standing infront of him. There was a flicker of recognition in his mind.
"Shota... Aizawa... Hizashi... UA... Heroes..."
"My name is Kira. I'm friends Shota Aizawa. Remember him? You guys are friends too." She said carefully. Standing infront of him.
Kurigiri just turned his head to look at her. Not saying a word.
"He thinks about you like all the time." Kira kept going. She wasn't sure what she was doing exactly, but she hoped it was something helpful. "He really misses you."
"....Misses me?" He said quietly.
"Totally, Mic does too. But... you're here now, so it's fine..." Kira said. Trying not to let her nervousness show. She had no clue what she was doing. Or what she was trying to accomplish.
A memory seemed to pop up in his mind. Like a picture. Two highschool boys, one blonde and one with black hair. They were sitting together, with Oboro. With Kurigiri.
"I... Remember..." He thought. Kira could see a small flash of blue hair peek from the cloud of Kurigiris warp quirk. The one that constantly covered his face. But it disappeared.
He turned and looked at Kira. His huge glowing yellow eyes peered at her.
"Friend of Shota... What do you want?"
He asked. The same way he had asked Dabi, and Toga. 'Friend of Shigaraki... What do you want?'
A favor, for the friend of his friend.
Kira smirked slightly, stepping closer to him. Her exhaustion was ignored as she stood in front of him.
"That depends... Can you bleed?'
A/N: Hi guyysssss
Short update but it's been busy, I have several things I need to get done for classes and I'm working part time lol.
Not much time for writing 😞🥺
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