Chapter 7

Izuku was locked in a meeting room all night and most of the next day. Mina had come in to give him something to eat and drink that morning, but that was it.

"C'mon, we've got places to be." Kirishima said after opening the door and waving Izuku over to him. It was later in the night, but the prisoner wasn't sure what time.

He quickly made his way over to the redhead, tripping over his own feet. Kirishima had to grab his upper body before he fell right on his face.

"Whoa, you okay?" He asked, letting his mafia mask slip momentarily. He really was a good person at heart.

Izuku had tears in his eyes as he stood himself back up and nodded. Physically he was just fine, but mentally... he was terrified. He had a good feeling he'd end up dead that night, one way or another.

Kirishima let out a deep breath and ran a hand down his face. "Look, I know you're scared, but you don't need to be. We'll meet up with Todoroki, we'll make our deal, and you'll go right back home with him. Just try to calm down a little." He said, trying to be reassuring, but it did little to help.

The green haired male started to shake his head rapidly. "Y-you don't understand! H-he won't w-want me! I-I'm gonna die, Kirishima! I'm gonna die..."

Kirishima would be lying if he said that Izuku's words didn't tug at his heart strings. He seemed like an innocent guy who just got swept up in a mess that wasn't even his own. Kirishima felt for him, he really did, but he knew he had to stick to his orders.

"I'm sorry, I-" He cut himself off, choosing to stay quiet instead. Kirishima just grabbed Izuku's upper arm and dragged him out of the room and into the main area on the floor.

"Finally! I was started to think you weren't gonna bring him or something." Jirou said once she caught sight of the two of them. She swiftly held her hands up when he sent her a sharp glare. "I'm just saying, it's not a secret that you've got a big and guilty heart." She defended.

"Jirou, shut the fuck up." Mina said with a sigh as she dropped her head into her hands.

Jirou nodded. "Right."

"No she's right, I do actually have a heart, unlike all of you. If you want to do this, take him and leave me out of it." Kirishima retaliated, shoving Izuku over to Jirou and crossing his arms.

Izuku once again stumbled from the force, but this time Jirou was the one who righted him.

"I don't have time for you to play the fucking morality police. I've got a deal to work out." Katsuki grunted, sending a searing glare at the redhead before motioning for the rest of them to follow him to the elevator.

Izuku kept his head down and his lips sealed the entire time until they reached an empty alley on the far side of their town. He was so nervous and scared that he kept tripping himself up, resulting in Katsuki once again hauling him over his shoulder the rest of the way through the alley.

"Okay, what the hell is all this abou-" Todoroki stopped short when Izuku was dropped from a mysterious blond's shoulder and onto the pavement.

"That was a bit uncalled for." Izuku muttered, earning him a swift kick to the side, which was surprisingly light. It was just enough to cause him to let out a huff of air, but Izuku doubted he'd even bruise from it.

"I wanna know why the fuck he was in my office." Katsuki called out to Todoroki, who was still standing at least fifteen feet away.

Todoroki's calculating eyes switched from Izuku to the blond. "How would I know?" He said casually, almost in a lazy tone.

"Don't test me, you half and half bastard." Katsuki said warningly, pulling out his hand gun and aiming it directly at Izuku, who was now sitting up and looking at Torodoki with a pleading face.

The two toned male just shrugged. "I don't know who he even is, so go right ahead. Once you're done with that, maybe we can talk about who you are." He suggested, only letting his eyes flick to Izuku for a second, so quickly it was hard to even notice.

"Katsuki Bakugou, and right now I hold the life of your boy toy in my hands, so I'd be very fucking careful with what you say." Katsuki sneered. He had no interest in staying hidden from the public, it hadn't even been his intentions. He just let his lackeys do most of his dirty work and he's stayed face and nameless.

"My boy toy?" Todoroki asked with a raised eye brow and a clearly amused smirk. "I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about."

Izuku felt his lip quiver when Katsuki cocked his gun. "Sho, please..." He said softly, hoping to get through to the boy he thought he had fallen in love with.

Todoroki just swept his gaze back to Katsuki, still seeming unbothered by the situation. "Never seen him before in my life. Do whatever you want." He flicked his hand in the green haired boy's direction aimlessly.

"Are- are you serious? You're just going to let us kill him?" Sero was, surprisingly, the one to speak up. "You don't feel any remorse for this guy?"

"Why would I? I don't know him, he means nothing to me."

Todoroki's words hit Izuku hard, like a slap to the face. He flinched away, not being missed by Katsuki's group.

"He seems to think otherwise." Katsuki pointed out to the half and half male, looking between him and Izuku. "Keep talking shorty, maybe you can get through to the heartless dick." he prompted Izuku again by nudging him with his foot.

"I-I don't want to die, Shoto. Please, I don't- I can't- Please I don't wanna die. Please, Sho." Izuku stuttered and griped, trying to get the other male to react, to show some type of emotion, to help him.

"C'mon Sho," Katsuki taughted, holding the gun to Izuku's head. "He's begging you. You hear him, he doesn't want to die. All you have to do is say the word and he lives." He was smiling wickedly as he talked, daring Todoroki to deny Izuku again.

The heterochromatic eyes stayed cold and emotionless. "I already told you, I. don't. know. him."

Katsuki shrugged. "Fine, if that's how you're gonna play it."

Then he pulled the trigger and a bang resonated throughout the alley.

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