28: 𝐾𝐴𝑇𝑆𝑈𝐾𝐼
Warning: This chapter continues possibly disturbing themes. Read at your own discretion.
During a small intermission Bakugou and Kira left their seats so go check out the merch shops set up outside the amphitheater. Bakugou went to go get food while Kira went to the bathroom. She checked her phone again.
Where are you guys😯?!
Kira smiled at the message in the group. It was Jirou responding to the picture she had sent to them.
At a FuryRude concert in Hosu ;)
She messaged back. Ah Jirou, Kira really did like the girl. Maybe not quite in the way Jirou hoped. But Kira was fond of her.
Dude I love them!!! Bring me next time.
There was a few seconds of hesitation.
Jk lol
Jirou messaged after, possibly thinking her previous message was too bold or obvious. Kira shrugged and liked the first message.
Sounds like a great idea
She messaged trying to assure the other girl. She then washed her hands and left the woman's bathroom. Bakugou was standing outside with a T-shirt slung over his shoulder.
"You know you could have gone back to our seats." Kira said with a smile, bumping shoulders with him.
He looked up from his phone and started to just walk away from her.
"And leave you wandering around by yourself like an idiot?!" He snapped. "What was I supposed to do? Just leave her? Aren't friends supposed to walk around together anyways? Plus there's a lot of people here, and I don't trust any of them."
"My hero." Kira replied sarcastically. Walking beside him casually. "What did you get?" She asked, nodding at the shirt.
"A fucking shirt. What does it look like? Dumbass." He mumbled. "Let's go."
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Kira put a hand to her forehead. She had a odd splitting headache. Normally after concerts her head didn't hurt to this extent. But she had been upfront and there had been hundreds of people with hundreds of thoughts around her.
"You alright?" Bakugo asked, probably noticing her squinting and scrunched up expression.
"Yeah, just a headache." Kira mumbled. She felt pretty dizzy and fatigued as well but decided to just ignore it.
Just as he was about to respond, his phone buzzed. He cursed and pulled it out of his pocket. "It's the old Hag. Hold on." He mumbled, walking a few steps away from Kira. Who just leaned against the wall and took some ibuprofen that she had in her bag.
"What?!" Bakugou snapped when he picked up the phone. He rolled her eyes. "Fine, Hi mom. How are you? Happy now?" He snapped. Kira could vaguely hear some yelling on the other end.
"Yeah yeah, we're leaving now- Yes I know, you told me a hundred times before fucking I left!-" Bakugou grumbled and glared down at the ground. "Stupid curfew. Wish I didn't have a mom like Kira-" He glanced over at Kira and then back at the ground. "No that's wrong, I shouldn't think like that."
"Yeah Don't worry- Yes. I will call if I'm going to be late." He rolled his eyes again. "Bye."
There was more yelling. "Whatever!! I love you too hag! I'm hanging up now." He shoved his phone in his pocket.
"She seems lovely." Kira said, pushing off of the wall.
"Yeah whatever, she's bugging me about getting home by Ten." He said, looking at his watch.
"Go ahead, I'll wait here for the bus." Kor shrugged. "Should be here any minute now"
"Should I leave her alone? This late? I mean she could probably handle herself, but still."
"What about you?" He grumbled.
"I'll be fine. Go ahead, I'm a big kid." Kira waved him off and sat down at the bus stop.
"Are you sure?" He asked, narrowing his eyes and looking around.
"Yeah, there isn't even anyone around anyways. Plus if anything happens I'll just call you and the police." She pulled out her phone. "See?"
"Yeah..." Bakugou said with a frown.
"That old hag will have my head if I'm late. But she'll also kill me if she finds out I left a teenage girl alone in the street. But Kira has a point. Plus what Mom doesn't know won't hurt her."
"Fine. Just... Text. Or call. Alright loser?" He asked. Kira smiled and nodded.
"Of course."
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A few minutes after Bakugou left Kira started to pick up on two streams of thought coming close.
Things were getting bad for two reasons.
One her headache and Fatigue had gotten worse, even evolved. She felt so dizzy she didn't even think she could walk on her own anymore. Her vision would blur randomly and everything felt slurred and spinny. She swayed slightly and then put her head in her hands.
The second reason was the fact that the two thoughts she recognized were familiar. And not in a friendly way either.
And they were looking for her.
"They couldn't have gotten far. I put a good bit of that stuff in her drink. The boyfriend is gonna be a problem though."
"Fuck they probably got away. What a waste."
Kira stood up and wobbled slightly, putting her hand on a nearby pole. She was shaking.
'Put in my drink? Of course, the dizziness... Someone drugged me. And like an idiot I insisted Bakugou go home.'
Kira stumbled a few steps forward.
She heard thoughts get closer but couldn't do much as her arm was grabbed and she was yanked backwards in between two buildings. "Remember us?" A boy with a shaved head and Pierced ears hissed.
Kira groaned and looked up at the two boys that she had lied too a few months ago. Him and his blonde buddy must've been behind her and Bakugou the entire time. Or at least close, and Kira didn't even notice because of everything going on around her.
Fuck she was really in hot water now.
She was shoved against the brick wall behind them. The taller boy's hand wrapped around her upper arm, holding it against the wall so she wouldn't bolt. Kira blinked multiple times to try and see better, but everything was blurred and tilted.
"So guess what we found out? Ziggy doesn't have a bitch and has never seen you before in his goddamn life." The blonde said, getting close to her face while his friend held her still. She pulled against him nonetheless. "I don't like being lied too."
"Yeah, you made us look like idiots." The taller boy with the shaved head agreed.
"You two... Do that all on... Your own..."
Kira's words were slurred and very unwise. Mocking the two people threatening her in an alleyway probably wasn't a very good idea.
"I'd watch yourself bitch." The blonde boy snapped. "I'm gonna make you regret every bitchy word you say." He grabbed her jaw.
"I'm gonna make her eat her words and my..."
Kira flinched away and ignored his thoughts. She was definitely in danger now, and her attitude was only going to make things worse.
"Sorry." She grunted and the boy smirked.
'Ignore it. Think straight, see if you can get out of this with your dignity Kira.'
"That's better." He leaned in and Kira sucked in a breath and pulled as far away as she could. Which wasn't very far at all. "You know you're kinda pretty up this close." He said, a hand reached up to grip her hair.
"But your hair makes you look like a dyke."
Kira turned her head away and he let go of his grip. His face got even closer, his breath against her cheek. "Look at me." Her eyes stung and she slowly looked over. Heart thundering in her chest. She couldn't see his face, he was too close and her vision was too blurry. She whimpered and breathed frantically.
"You haven't even done anything and she's already moaning." The boy with the shaved head laughed. "This is gonna be fun."
Kira jerked and kicked upwards in between the blonde's legs. He grunted and leaned forward, Kira took this opportunity to headbutt him and he fell backwards. She punched the other with her free arm and he let go of her. Gripping his nose.
Unfortunately Kira didn't have the strength to run. After a few steps she collapsed onto her knees, looking out the mouth of the alley. "Grab her!" The blonde grunted, holding his crotch with gritted teeth. The tall boy with the busted nose leapt forward and grabbed her arms from behind. Yanking her onto her feet.
But then she heard it. A faint angry mumble that gave her a glimpse of hope. "She didn't answer my last message. But she's not here anymore. The bus must've come, I back tracked for no reason. I don't know why I'm so worried."
"Shut up. Someone's coming." The blonde grunted. A hand clasped over Kira's mouth and she jerked around as roughly as she could manage. "Make a sound and I'll kill you." The boy whispered against her neck.
'That's just a risk I'll have to take. He's bluffing anyways.' Kira thought. She bit his hand and he drew back on instinct, giving her just a moment to scream a single word.
"KATSUKI!!!"
Kira screamed. Bakugou bolted at the sound of his name. His first name, he had never heard Kira say it before, but he knew it had to be her.
"Shut up bitch." The boy grunted, grabbing her neck and squeezing. Kira let out a wheezing gasp. He slung her around and shoved her against the wall, the rough brick bit into her cheek and she cried out in pain. But it didn't last.
Bakugou blasted forward with his quirk into the alleyway. He didn't even hesitate before blasting the blonde, who had just returned to his feet. He hit him right in the face with a strong explosion. Palm against his face point blank. "FUC-" His yell was cut off.
Bakugou moved on to the other boy who spun Kira around and held her infront of him like a human shield. Bakugou stood legs apart and slightly bent, with his hands open. The occasional small explosion rippled over his palms.
"Heres the deal knob head." He growled. "I make you let her go and then beat the shit out of you... Or you let her go now, and I beat the shit out of you."
"That sounds like a shit deal." The guy said, backing up away from him. Kira gripped his arm, the one clamped over her chest holding her against him. If she could get just the right momentum, she could toss him over her shoulder. She'd seen her classmates and professional wrestlers do it all the time.
But Kira wasn't sure how.
It was all about physics she knew that, she had to act as a sort of fulcrum. Pulling him over her shoulder and onto the ground. But she didn't know if she had the strength to do it.
"I'm warning Ya pal... Let. Her. Go." Bakugou said, his red eyes looked like fire. His lips twisted into a sort of snarl. But she saw his mind, he didn't know how to get to him without hurting her.
She had to get away.
She adjusted her feet, her boots definitely weren't made for combat. Her feet wobbled in the high platforms. But she gripped his arm, grit her teeth and flung her body forward. The boy was lifted off his feet but it wasn't smooth. She didn't cleanly throw him onto the ground by any means. It was more like pulling him off the ground twisting and dropping him slightly.
But it was enough, she toppled over to the side afterwards but Bakugou took the opening she gave him. He immediately stepped in between them.
"And now you die."
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