The pic above was drawn by the same person who did the pic on the cover :D

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Tomura wasn't sure what to do at first, but he figured it out along the way. He used his hair to open the doors, letting the still unconscious Dabi fall to the floor face first. He winced lightly, poking his face with a frying pan. How was he going to talk to him? He glanced at his long tresses of hair. He had an idea. It was wacky, but worth a shot.

Tomura managed to tie him in a chair, using his hair. It came in handy sometimes. Pun intended.

He didn't exactly have to guess why the man was here. Sensei had told him about this far too many times, that people were still out there looking for him and his hair. That's why he couldn't go outside, even to this day. He guessed this man must be one of those people, why else would he have stumbled into the tower?

"Now to wake him up...how to I wake him up?" He asked, looking at Mon. The dog gave him a 'why must you depend on me for everything' look before walking over to Dabi. He swatted him with his paws a few times. No response. Then he kicked him. No response either. Alright, time for plan C. He opened wide, sinking his teeth into Dabi's leg.

Dabi shook awake immediately, screeching. Mon ran to Tomura, wagging his tail with a proud look on his face. The blunette patted his head whispering a 'good boy' before looking towards the scarred man.

Dabi wasn't sure of what was going on. All he remembered was reaching the tower, and then, now he was here. Where was here? He tried to get up but he was tied down by...hair? Silvery blue hair. He was sitting in a chair, tied by silvery blue hair. Was that supposed to rhyme?

"What the hell?" He muttered, looking around. All he saw was the hair thrown around a large room. He had to admit, it was a pretty color, but that wasn't the point. His eyes followed the messy locks.

"Struggling...struggling is pointless!" Tomura yelled shakily, holding the frying pan in defense. He was in the shadows, so Dabi couldn't see him. Mon growled, staying close to his side. The scarred boy was extremely nervous. After all, this was his first time talking to another human, besides Sensei. He tried to hide his anxiety, by putting up a tough front, though he seemed to be failing.

Dabi's eyes narrowed at the place where the sound came from, trying to make out a figure in the dark. He could see the silhouette of a person.

"I know why you're here! And I'm n-not afraid of you." He said, in a very afraid voice. Mon nuzzled against his leg for support, which Tomura was very grateful for. He didn't know what he'd do without him.

"What?" Dabi hissed, unsure of what was going on. Okay, so apparently whoever was talking knew about the crown, or thought they knew the reason why he was here. Either way, why would they be afraid of him?

Tomura stepped out of the shadows in a confident manner. The stranger was tied up, they couldn't hurt him. Plus, he could always knock them out again. It would be okay.

"Who are you, and how did you find me?" He growled. Meanwhile, Dabi sat there with wide eyes and a dumbfounded expression.

The boy in front of him had pale and dry skin with extremely chapped lips, yet there was something about him that drew Dabi in. He had wide and shining eyes that looked as if they contained every shade of red, and flowing silver blue hair that was probably what he was tied in at that very moment. Dabi wasn't sure if he found him gross or beautiful. Grossly beautiful. Yeah, that could work. Either way, he couldn't deny that he found the boy attractive in an unconventional way.

"Ah..." He mumbled, mouth ajar. Tomura gritted his teeth. Why was he just staring at him? It was kinda creepy, and that wasn't helping his growing anxiety.

"Who are you and how did you find me?" he repeated, voice laced with threat. Dabi blinked, still slightly mesmerized. He cleared his throat, trying to find the words to say.

"I know not who you are nor how I came to find you, but may I just say. Hey. " Tomura raised an eyebrow in suspicion. The stapled man's expression was a little...weird. And that was coming from him. Mon was shaking his head in disapproval and embarrassment.

"How are you doing? The name's Dabi. How's your day going?" He said, in a flirty tone. Tomura narrowed his eyes, unsure of what was going on, but trying to make sense of it. Mon rolled his eyes, trying not to snort.

"Who else knows my location, Dabi?" He hissed bringing the frying pan closer to his face. Dabi sighed, with a tired expression.

"Alright mophead-"

"Tomura Shigaraki."

"Whatever. Anyways, I was running away from a tough situation, then I found your tower and- Oh no. Oh no. Where is my satchel?" He said, voice transitioning from easygoing to panicked.

"I've hidden it where you'll never find it." He said smugly. Dabi looked around.

"It's in that pot, isn't it." he said, in a monotone voice. Tomura hit him with the frying aon again.

"Got any good hiding places, Mon?" He asked. The dog barked happily, scurrying off.

Next thing he knew it, Dabi screamed, noticing the pair of teeth in his leg.

"Will you stop that?" he half shouted, shaking his leg. Mon released his bite, growling.

"Now, it's hidden where you'll never find it.' Tomura said, more smug than before. He was confident in Mon's hiding skills, even though he was trash at hide and seek.

Dabi sweatdropped. Frying pans were now on the list of his many mortal enemies.

"So what do you want with my hair? To cut it? Sell it?" Tomura hissed, certain that was why he was here. The hair wouldn't do much when it was cut, but he'd say that after he figured out the stranger's motives.

"What? No! Listen mophead, the only thing I want with your hair is to get out of it. Literally and figuratively!" Dabi said, raising his hands in defense. Why would anyone want Tomura's hair? That's just weird. Then again, he knew a few people that would be willing to pay cash for someone's hair if it was a unique color, which his definitely was. But even though he was desperate for money, Dabi wouldn't stoop so low.

"Wait, so you don't want my hair?" Tomura said, in a confused tone. But Sensei had said people were out for him, people who wanted to use him...was that a lie? No, of course it wasn't! Sensei wouldn't lie to him. Either Dabi was lying, or he just wasn't one of the people All For One had talked about. Tomura hoped it was the latter.

"Why the hell would I want your hair?" Dabi deadpanned, highly offended. Sure, he'd done some odd jobs in the past, but he wouldn't try to sell someone's hair. Especially to one of those creepy guys who would probably buy it.

"Look, I was being chased by an army, found your tower, climbed in, end of story." he said, shaking his head.

"...Are you telling the truth?" Tomura asked, warily.

"Yes!" he responded in an annoyed voice. He was starting to get tired of this. All he wanted was to get out of here with the satchel. Mon's growling increased, baring his teeth. Dabi sweatdropped. That dog had been growling at him this entire time, he didn't even know how it was possible.

Mon leaped onto the noirette's lap, growling in his face. He narrowed his eyes, putting a paw near them then pointing it at Dabi as if to say 'I'm watching you.' Truthfully, Mon was trying to say 'If you let anything happen to him I will kill everyone within a ten kilometer radius and then myself' but what Dabi understood from it worked as well.

Dabi just stared, as the corgi bared his teeth and hopped off his lap, still death glaring him. Tomura sighed, picking him up gently and walking to a corner of the room leaving a very confused and awestruck Dabi.

"I need someone to take me, I don't know that much about outside." Tomura whispered. Mon barked disapprovingly.

"Aww c'mon, he'd not so bad." Mon pointed to himself, a look of determination in his eyes.

"No offense, but I need an actual human guide. If Sensei can't understand you, I doubt other people will either." Mon growled, still not liking the idea.

Meanwhile, Dabi looked over them. A guy with extremely long hair was talking a dog. And responding. Okay, he had seen some weird shit in his life, but nothing like this. Maybe he could get out and find the satchel while they were distracted. He fidgeted, trying to get out of the hair.

"He doesn't have shark teeth!" Tomura said, defending his decision. Mon let out another few barks of protest.

"He's the only option I have! I've made up my mind, I need to see the lights. You were the one who told me to never give up right? Why should I back down when I have a chance?" he whispered, in a begging tone. Mon gave him a look of sympathy, before sighing and barking in approval. Tomura's garnet eyes brightened.

"Thanks, Mon!" He whispered, petting him. Mon lent into the touch. As long as Tomura was happy, he was happy. He was still wary of that Dabi guy though, it was best to keep an eye on him.

Dabi was not having a good time. How the heck was the mophead's hair so hard to get out of? He was surprised it wasn't all that tangled, it'd be hard to brush it. How long was his hair anyways? It seemed to go all around the tower. It stretched for at least half a kilometer. Did he never cut it, or something?

"Okay, Dabi." The blunette, said, turning around, with Mon by his leg. Dabi stopped moving around, listening to what he had to say, even though he was sure he was crazy.

"I'm offering you a deal." He said, in a stern voice.

"A deal?" he said, in a tone that was a mix between confused, annoyed, and tired.

"Look over here." Tomura barked, walking to his painting of the lights, while pulling his hair to turn Dabi's chair. This just resulted in the blue eyed man falling over onto the floor.

"Do you know what these are?" He asked, pointing to the painting. Hopefully, he'd know.

"You mean the lantern thing they do for the lost prince?" Dabi replied, uninterested. He'd heard stories about the lost prince Tenko, and how his family was still hopeful of his return. It made no sense to him. The kid was kidnapped a long time ago, and was probably dead by now. The royal family was just wasting their time, especially Princess Hana who insisted the lights be put up every year despite King Kotaro saying it was pointless and that his son was long gone. He was probably still mad over the fact that whoever took the young prince killed his mother, aka Former Queen Nana. It was the only explanation to her dead body that was found on the day the prince disappeared.

Truthfully, Dabi didn't blame him. If anyone killed his mother he'd stay angry for thirteen years as well. Thirteen years. That's how long it's been since the prince was kidnapped. Well, almost thirteen years, it'll be thirteen years in a day. Yes, the prince was kidnapped on his fifth birthday. Cliche, right? Either way, Dabi couldn't understand how his family will still looking for him after all this time. Honestly, he was a little jealous but would never admit it.

"Lanterns? So that's what they're called!" He said, in an excited voice. He quickly regained his composure and stern voice.

"Well, tomorrow evening, the night sky will be lit with these so called 'lanterns'.You shall be my guide and take me to them, then return me back home safely. Then, I will return your precious satchel. But only if you do as I say." He commanded, pointing his frying pan at him to emphasize the point.

"Sorry Mophead, but no can do. The kingdom and I aren't exactly buddies at the moment, and I doubt we'll ever be. Couldn't take you even if I wanted to, which I don't." He deadpanned, still lying with his cheek pressed against the floor. Tomura looked at Mon for help. The corgi snorted, and pounded his paws together, indicating that Tomura should use force. He didn't mind, after all he'd do anything to see the lights.

He used his hair to swing down from the painting, and pull Dabi's chair up and drag him closer.

"Something brought you here, Dabi. Fate, Destiny-"

"A mutant horse." Dabi interrupted, in a monotone voice.

"Either way, I have made the decision to put my trust in you-"

"A horrible decision, really." Tomura rolled his eyes, tugging his hair to bring Dabi's chair closer. The noirette let out a grunt, widening his eyes.

"But trust me, you can tear this tower apart brick by brick, and you will never find your precious satchel unless I help you." he half shouted, menacingly. That was kind of a lie, but Tomura wasn't going to tell him that. Dabi cleared his throat nervously.

"You're saying that if I take you to see the lanterns, then bring you back home, you'll give me the satchel?" He asked, skeptically.

"I promise." Tomura assured. Dabi gave him a skeptic glance, which only fueled Tomura's determination.

"When I promise, I never ever break it." He said, broadly. Dabi raised an eyebrow.

" Ever ." He hissed. Mon nodded, glaring at him while growling.

Dabi looked at him before sighing.

"I really didn't want to do this to you, but I have no choice." Tomura raised an eyebrow, while Mon got into a protective stance.

"Here comes the smolder." Dabi put his head down for a few seconds, looking back up with...an odd expression. That was the only way Tomura knew how to describe it.

...Was this guy an idiot? Maybe. He just stared back with a dumbfounded face while Mon shook his head in disbelief.

The staring contest lasted a few seconds, until Dabi finally said something.

"This is a pretty off day for me, this doesn't usually happen." He said as Mon sweatdropped. Tomura was still unsure of what the heck just happened.

Dabi finally replaced his expression with an annoyed look.

"Ugh fine! I'll take you to see the lanterns!" He grumbled. It couldn't be too bad. All he had to do was take this weirdo who stood out like a sore thumb to the kingdom that was currently looking for him without getting caught, then somehow manage to find his way back here, with everyone in one piece. Okay, that sounded harder than it did when he first thought of it. Tomura's eyes brightened as Mon let out a sigh of relief.

"Really!?" He squealed, dropping the chair in excitement. Dabi feel face first to the floor, grunting as he felt one of his staples loosen. Tomura winced as Mon snorted, laughing at him.

"You broke my smolder."

Tomura decided against saying sorry, leaning down to get him out of the hair.

"How did you manage to tie me in your hair anyways?" Dabi said, voice muffled by the floor.

"I'm used to using my hair to tie things, or open stuff. Tomura responded. Dab wanted to question why his hair was so long in the first place, but he decided against it. Still, it was a miracle the boy could move around properly with that much weight dragging him down.

Tomura managed to untie him from the chair, helping him up. Dabi took his hand, looking around for the satchel. Nowhere in plain sight.He hoped he'd be able to find it quickly and make a beeline for the woods, but no such luck. Why'd he even come here again? Well, at least Noumu didn't catch him. That might've been worse.

"You won't find it by looking around like that." Tomura said, noticing how his eyes scanned every corner of the room. Dabi flinched then sighed.

"Why are you so eager to see the lights anyway?"

"Reasons."

"Why can't you go by yourself?"

"Reasons."

"Why can you talk to the dog?"

"Reasons." Mon barked loudly.

"Will you ever respond as something other than reasons?"

"Rea- it's unlikely." Tomura responded, cutting himself off from saying reasons again. Dabi rolled his eyes.

"Let's go now, so we have time to spare." he said, realizing he had no way out of this. Might as well, right? As he took two steps closer to Tomura, Mon went in front of him barking loudly.

"Whoa, easy there..." he muttered, confused as to why he was scared of this tiny creature. Mon continued to bark, hissing slightly. Could a dog even hiss? Apparently this one could.

"Mon, calm down. He's not going to hurt us." Tomura said, scoffing. Mon continued barking angrily. From his point of view, Dabi was walking to Tomura. He didn't trust the man enough to let him go near the blunette.

"He sure barks a lot for a tiny dog..." Dabi muttered. Somehow Mon heard, and practically jumped on Dabi making him fall to the floor, still barking at him, still as protective but a bit more offended .

Okay it was kind of amusing at first, but now Dabi was panicking. This creature with incredibly sharp teeth was barking at him and growling, how could he not freak out?

"GET YOUR DOG AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed.

"He doesn't bite." Tomura replied, calmly.

"YES HE FREAKING DOES!" Dabi shouted, remembering the the teeth marks that had begun to bruise on his leg. Mon got off of him, but continued to bark loudly.

Tomura sighed. This was going to be a long trip.

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You do not know the amount of second hand embarrassment I went through writing this T-T

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