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Touya Todoroki had to get married.
Yes, you heard it right. Touya Todoroki, also known as the Star Hero, Supernova, the underground hero who can't even stand a long-term relationship, and usually entertains his nights with a few people he meets in bars, had to get married. Right here, right now.
A few months ago, the Hero Public Safety Commission commissioned him to infiltrate the League of Villains and pass on the information he had learned to the heroes. Touya was both shocked and proud when such a big task was given to him. You couldn't blame him, the current number one hero, Endeavor —his father— had always wanted a son strong enough to surpass All Might, and Touya was his first step on that path. His first and biggest flawed step… Because Touya wasn't the hero he expected, ah, no, Touya was the opposite of everything his father wanted.
Touya showed his quirk at a very early age and began training with his father. He was looking forward to doing these exercises back then.
Until one day, Enji Todoroki noticed a strand of white hair spreading through his son's hair.
Until Touya's own flames burned him.
After these unexpected developments, his mother and father immediately took him to a doctor and received the news that would completely turn their lives upside down.
Touya had Enji's flames, but his body had Rei's cold resistance.
Touya's body could not keep up with his quirk. That's why he was painfully burning himself whenever he used his flames.
The day Enji Todoroki realized that his first child was not the one to make his dreams come true was the first day of an irreversible life for all Todorokis. Because Enji was determined to produce new children to achieve his obsessive goal.
Touya had a sister, Fuyumi, and her quirk allowed her to create snow crystals. Although Touya didn't admit it to her, he found them very pleasing. But that wasn't strong enough for their father, of course— besides, Fuyumi was a girl, and their stupid father didn't believe that women could be strong heroes. Stupid asshole man.
It is for this purpose that Touya and Fuyumi had a brother, Natsuo. Touya was both excited and jealous that he had a brother, because the moment his father realized that he wasn't strong enough, he had thrown Touya away like a used and broken item. For Enji Todoroki, Touya Todoroki was dead. So Touya secretly wished that his brother's quirk wasn't as perfect as his father wanted, and in a way, his wish was granted. Because Natsuo was quirkless. And that made their father even more insane.
Of course it drove their mom even more.
Touya was just a child back then and all he wanted was to be seen by his father, and it could be said that he was too caught up in it. He and his siblings were unaware of their mother, Rei's changing demeanor and shattering mental health.
Until Shouto is born, who has both his father's flames and his mother's ice.
Because Enji Todoroki had the child he wanted, and for the sake of it, he didn't hesitate for a moment to hurt his entire family beyond getting the damage back.
Over the years, Touya had tried to learn and accept this jealousy mixed with the love he had for his siblings. Fuyumi was their daughter, whom both their mother and father knew she existed and loved in a way. Natsuo was their son, whose existence no one questioned, the son no one cared. And Shouto was the golden boy, the boy they wanted.
Touya, on the other hand, was once the first child his parents loved so much, but later forgotten behind the dusty shelves of the Todoroki Mansion because he was broken…
But that didn't mean he gave up, no.
The more Enji trained Shouto, the more Touya went to Sekoto Peak every day to train on his own. Because even though his father had given up on him, Touya would be a great hero.
This was little Touya Todoroki's dream.
As for adult Touya Todoroki… He had worked hard, trained, and succeeded in getting into UA High School, just as he had set his mind to as a child. The fact that he was a Todoroki was also a factor in this, but he didn't care. Touya had worked harder and harder each day, looking for a way to use his flames with all his might without burning himself, but this search ended in great disappointment.
But that didn't stop him from becoming a hero.
Although Touya was a low-ranked hero, he was quite popular among underground heroes. And with this great and important mission given by the Hero Public Safety Commission, everyone was confident that he could carry his name even higher.
But what not everyone knew was that Touya was actually a hero working with the League of Villains.
Did you really think he would just sit around and watch what happens in this corrupt hero society?
Touya truly made his dreams come true and became a hero, but behind closed doors he was a villain— a vigilante who didn't hesitate to get his hands dirty to get true justice. After all, who in this world would be naive enough to think that the hands of heroes are painted with something other than blood? Touya secretly thought that everyone was aware of this fact, no, he did know. But only naive people whose hearts believed in the power of pure goodness believed that heroes were real gods and goddesses. Touya Todoroki was not one of them.
All of this combined put him in a way among the Hero Public Safety Commission's prime suspects, as Touya was making very slow progress in infiltrating the League and relaying information to the heroes. And his already questionable heroic choices and his family's past hidden in the shadows caught the attention of hungry vultures hovering over him.
So, that's why Touya had to do something to get rid of these suspicions that he had drawn on him. This could have been anything. At least he thought so. But while watching her favorite romantic comedy with his sister, Fuyumi, Touya found the idea that popped up in his mind really funny.
A fake relationship.
A fake marriage.
Touya threw this idea in the back of his mind with a snort and continued to watch this stupid movie with his siblings.
But this funny little idea had no intention of sinking deep into his mind.
That's why Touya had stepped out onto the balcony of his little apartment in the middle of the night and had a lamenting cigarette against the moon.
Touya had never been a family man, for no one had ever taught him about a well-functioning family. Hell, he wasn't even sure he knew what that love was. That's why Touya tried to survive in that abusive home with his siblings, trying to raise them with the love he could never taste. That's why Touya had made a few rules to himself that he had sworn never to break when he and his siblings were thrown into their own lives.
Never fall in love with anyone.
Never trust anyone completely.
Never open your heart to anyone.
Touya had vowed to live his life according to these three great rules, and everything was going perfectly until now. Yes, of course, he had been someone who had managed to break his heart between his fleeting one-night stands and short relationships, but Touya hadn't spoken to him in 4 years. It was the best of the two. By saying this, Touya was trying to deceive himself and avoid the pain of possible love, but it was a truth that he tasted the pain of love without even realizing it.
Touya took a deep sigh and put out his cigarette and leaned against the bars of his balcony.
A fake relationship.
A fake marriage.
And all this was to get rid of the authoritarians who were after him.
It was to achieve his own goals.
Touya had sworn not to be like his father, and he thought he had succeeded, but what if Touya was becoming more and more like Enji Todoroki day by day?
Terrified by the idea, the prospect, Touya did what he always did to reassure himself and to quell the panic rising within him: he looked up at the stars.
One of the hottest stars, Achernar, meaning the end of the river, shone in all its glory in the sky.
Even though it was millions of light years away from us, Betelgeuse, which looks huge and bright and also first detected by the Hubble Space Telescope, greets those who want to spend the night in the shadows.
Twice as bright as all the stars in the sky, Sirius guided those who lost their way in the shadow of the night.
The second bright star in the sky, Canopus, also known as the white dwarf, assisted Sirius in this task.
The third brightest star in the sky, Alpha Centauri, also known as the red dwarf, was shining with all its might to protect the other two stars that chose to bless and protect the night.
Capella, the main star of the Auriga constellation, hung peacefully in its usual place marked on the star chart, dimmer than the other stars. It was as if it was an old man waiting for his time to come.
To see even more distant stars, Touya focused his telescope on the balcony where the few stars were winking at him, and as he looked through the lens, he felt once again lost in a new world that opened its doors to him.
The first star he saw was Arcturus, which was much brighter than the sun and meant bear. This star was so bright that it made the other stars around it look like candles.
Vega, which means aggressive hawk or vulture and was a very bright star, shone like a king seated in the sky and tried to establish its dominance, but Touya knew that Procyon, who was twice the sun and seven times brighter, was worthy of this crown with all its nobility.
Touya found himself lost in the star-studded sea, the sky, and the panic attack that had gripped his heart slowly began to recede in the light of the stars. His breathing became calmer and deeper instead of heavy. But Touya still continued to stare at the stars, because the only thing in this world that would never leave him alone no matter what happened were those stars that winked at him every night and blessed him with their little light, protecting him from the dark, helping him find his way when he was lost.
Touya's new book on stars was about some discovered stars and their meanings. While remembering the names and meanings of some, Touya set out to search the sky for them like sea stones lost in the sand, but he knew he wouldn't be able to see them, at least tonight. For dawn had begun to appear on the horizon, and the falling sleep had informed Touya that he had been stargazing longer than he should have.
Touya took one last look at the stars that had saved him from another bad moment, and then, draping a thin sheet over his telescope, re-entered his small apartment and shuffled towards the bedroom. As he threw himself onto his black sheets, Touya buried his face in his pillow and sighed deeply. Tomorrow— actually today was his day off, and if he's actually going to implement this idea he's been thinking about but doesn't really want to think about, he'll definitely do it with a strong coffee and a sober mind. Definitely not when he was slumped on his bed, trapped in sleep after staring at the stars for hours.
Touya had told himself that when he woke up, he'd better rationalize the thoughts that had plagued his mind last night, while he'd be sober and sipping his strong coffee, but one call after another on his phone had nearly burned his room in anger after he had just fallen asleep. Cursing, Touya reached on his nightstand next to his bed and picked up his phone without bothering to check who was calling.
“What idiot deigned to call me at this blind hour when the birds haven't even woken up yet?” he asked hoarsely and rolled over in his bed, pulling his blanket up over his head.
“Good morning to you too, asshole,” said the person on the other end of the line, and Touya cursed even more when he heard that familiar crackle. His life must have been one big joke.
“Shigaraki.”
“Dabi.”
Touya, grumbling and, of course, cursing more, got up from his bed and sat with the blanket thrown over his shoulders, waiting like a skier following an avalanche for orders that he knew would ruin his entire day.
“Why did you call me, boss?”
“Oh, not for any major reason. Spinner and I were in the middle of a critical game, but he had to go to the bathroom,” Shigaraki said, and Touya realized once again that he was too tired to try to guess which game music was coming from behind him. “I was just wondering if you had a plan, an idea, how to get rid of all these arrows of suspicion being fired at you. You know the League can't use a dead double agent.”
“I know,” Touya said through clenched teeth.
“And?”
“And what?”
“Do you have a plan for what to do, Dabi?” asked Shigaraki again, but this time his voice was colder, more deadly. “We're not playing games here.”
“It seems to me that all you do is play games all day,” Touya snapped without hesitation. The cold December wind, foreshadowed by a great blizzard, was seeping through its slightly ajar window.
“Don't make fun of it Dabi—”
“About what?” Touya asked, listening to the angry voice of the League's leader. “The truths I've been saying about you playing games all day or—”
“Behave yourself, Todoroki!” Shigaraki shouted from the other end of the line, and Touya's grin broke like a piece of glass falling to the floor.
“Do not call me that—”
“You are not in a position to give me orders,” Shigaraki interrupted, Touya had never seen or heard him this angry before.
“Boss, are you okay?” Touya dared to ask. He wasn't actually afraid of Shigaraki, but he still had to take clever steps to achieve his goal in this game he was playing.
“If I find out you have a plan, I'll be fine,” Shigaraki growled, and Touya heard rustling and something falling to the ground from behind. “I will never again let anyone on my team get hurt by something we overlooked, by threats we didn't take seriously!” Shigaraki shouted, then hung up on his face before Touya could even say something.
When Touya slowly took his phone away from his ear and took it between his hands, he saw that it was six in the morning on the glowing screen. Meanwhile, his eyes fell on a few messages that came to his phone, but even if he tried to read them, he couldn't understand them because his mind was still on what Shigaraki had said.
I will never again let anyone on my team get hurt by something we overlooked, by threats we didn't take seriously!
Shigaraki was talking about an event that took place a few weeks ago. A big, shocking, pathetic, outrageous and traumatic event.
Shigaraki had sought a member to grow the League and ordered everyone except Touya to bring in any new members they could find. But whoever brought in which new member, Shigaraki was not satisfied with any of them. Until one day Twice tells him that a very powerful villain has contacted him to join the League. Shigaraki and the others paid close attention to a few things Twice had learned and knew about the prospective new member. It was Kai Chisaki, also known as Overhaul, and he was the Yakuza leader of the Shie Hassaikai. But they had no knowledge of the man's quirk, or even whether he had any. After Shigaraki was satisfied with what he heard, he again sent a message via Twice that he wanted to meet him and ask him to come to the abandoned warehouse he had designated.
When the meeting day came, Touya told them for the hundredth time that they should act more carefully and not meet the strong people they find first without any preparation, but he was not listened to.
They really should have listened to him.
They had arrived at the old warehouse before Overhaul, but the man they had been waiting for and the two others who had come with him were inside within minutes. Overhaul's short dark brown hair parted to the right revealed his pale face and golden eyes. His golden eyes were made even more glamorous with his rather long lower lashes. The three piercings in his left ear gleamed every time they caught the dim light of the old warehouse. His mouth was covered with a plague doctor mask, and Touya couldn't help thinking he looked like a vulture.
Overhaul was wearing a black shirt and matching trousers, a pale gray tie around his neck and a long, thin buckled belt that day. On top of that, he wore a dark olive green bomber jacket with a thick purple fur collar and white lace-up sneakers with tan soles and no socks. The white surgical gloves he wore on his hands and the purple plague mask with gold embroidery on his mouth were the most striking features of this mysterious man.
Shigaraki was already talking business while Touya was studying this possible new member. From what Touya observed, this meeting went well at first, but what happened next was a bloodbath. When Touya blinked for a moment, he saw Overhaul leap forward from his comfortable seat and was about to attack Shigaraki. Quickly jumping forward to protect their leader with years of heroic training, Touya was overtaken by Magne with her faster and stronger reflexes, resulting in her being severely injured. Touya and the others didn't know exactly what Overhaul's quirk was, but Touya had unleashed his blue flames on Overhaul and his men with all his might to protect Magne, who was holding her bloodied stomach and Toga was trying to capture her at the last moment.
Overhaul grabbed his arm just as Mr. Compress was about to use this distraction to attack him. And in that brief moment, Mr. Compress's arm had vanished in an instant. Before Touya and the others could even react, Kurogiri immediately opened portals where purple and black intermingled, freeing all the League members from that old cursed warehouse before they could be harmed any further.
When they reached the League's base, Touya quickly opened the first aid kit bag and rushed to Magne and Mr. Compress's aid. But both of their wounds were too serious for him to handle alone. That's why Shigaraki ordered Kurogiri to hurry up and find Doctor Ujiko. After a few moments that seemed like an eternity, Kurogiri reappeared with the doctor in the base living room. What happened next was just a big blur for Touya. He didn't want to admit it, but he had warmed up to these bunch up villains and realized that day that he cared more about them than he'd rather not think about.
Until Magne and Mr. Compress were out of danger, Touya refused to leave them, and Toga, who was tired of crying, and Twice, who did not stop blaming himself for a moment, waited for their teammates to wake up. Touya wasn't a major hero anyway, no one would even notice his presence or absence, and they really didn't.
When Magne and Mr. Compress finally awoke, they all breathed a sigh of relief and set out to find that bastard, Overhaul, who had hurt not one but both of them. But of course the great heroes and the students of UA high had preceded them.
It seemed that Overhaul's quirk gave him complete control over matter, giving him the ability to disassemble anything he touched and reassemble them in any configuration he wanted. He could dismember people to kill them or reassemble them to heal their wounds. He was also apparently able to regenerate limbs and reshape their bodies at will without having to come into contact with them. In his battle with the heroes, Overhaul had freely manipulated his surroundings, shifting the ground to maneuver himself and reshaping the field to be advantageous to himself and detrimental to his opponents. He can just touch his targets and he can completely dismember their bodies, whether it was a limb or the whole.
At the end of the day, everyone's admired heroes and UA students who were just taking their first steps towards becoming heroes had defeated Shie Hassaikai's Yakuza leader, Overhaul.
But that didn't stop Shigaraki from taking revenge on that bastard.
While Overhaul was sent to Tartarus in a special vehicle and escorted by several high-armed bodyguards, Shigaraki, Mr. Compress, and Touya in disguise took their revenge after intercepting the vehicle and neutralizing the guards. Shigaraki had decayed Overhaul's hands up to the elbows. He could no longer use that filthy quirk in any way.
Normally, Touya could use blue flames to help them, hell, he could help them in many ways. But unfortunately, Touya Todoroki was the only person in the world to have blue flames, and he didn't want to raise the suspicions that he already had. If he had ordinary flames like his father and baby brother, he might have been more helpful to the League, but his flames were stronger than many in this world, and even his own flames did not hesitate to hurt himself.
Touya Todoroki was blessed with electric blue flames that no one had and everyone had envied, but was also cursed with its hellish warmth.
After the call from Shigaraki, Touya again found himself lost in a whirlpool where his thoughts had engulfed him, and he didn't think he would be able to sleep no matter what. So, after cursing once again for getting up early in the morning on his day off, he put on comfortable sweatpants and opened the curtains and window of his room completely. Touya closed his eyes and took a deep breath as the cold December wind danced around his body, where golden staples joined his healthy, burnt, scorched skin.
After feeling his heartbeat calm, he left his room, went to the bathroom and got ready to take a shower. As the lukewarm water kissed all over his body, Touya washed himself, mindful of his burns and staples, and ignored the black paint that mixed with the water and spilled onto the floor of the shower stall. Soon he would have to dye his hair again, but not today.
After getting out of the shower, he wrapped a soft towel around his waist and started drying his hair with another towel. He then applied regular burn cream to his wounds and carefully inspected his staples for any rust, dirt, or anything else. Afterwards, Touya quickly put on a boxer and comfortable sweatpant and went to his small kitchen to prepare himself some breakfast.
Touya wasn't normally the type of person to have much of an appetite, but today was his day off and he had woken up much earlier than planned, so he thought he might have some fun today.
After taking out the materials he needed from the fridge and placing them on the kitchen counter, he started to prepare Tamagoyaki. Tamagoyaki is actually an omelet, but instead of using a mixture of eggs and cheese, meat and vegetables; dashi, soy sauce and mirin are used to make it.
After Touya prepared Tamagoyaki, he prepared eggs, milk, sugar, baking powder, flour, vanilla extract and vegetable oil and started making pancakes. His pancakes are pleasantly sweet, however, a little fluffier, like a soufflé.
After preparing his breakfast, Touya went to the living room combined with the kitchen and put the plates he had prepared on the wooden table, then turned on the television and started to watch the TV series, which is currently one of his favorite shows, which he watches whenever he finds time.
As the intrigue and events unfolded, the sun began to rise and Touya continued to eat his breakfast. He was already off all day, so he had nothing else to do. But although he wanted to focus only on the TV show he was watching and the food he ate, his mind still drifted to the thought that had haunted him last night like a woodpecker pecking at a tree.
A fake relationship.
A fake marriage.
And there's only one person that comes to mind when thinking about it.
The sweet blond man with a smile on his face and a big figure of red wings hanging over his back, who had a cafe shop where Touya stopped by every day on his patrol and drank the best coffee of his life and was only a few streets down from his house.
The man who broke his heart.
Touya didn't want to think about him, even though his mind wandered from time to time to the blonde man's smile, the freckles on his face, the marks around his eyes.
But Touya couldn't go and ask him to be a part of his plan. It wasn't because he was likely to reject him, no, because he knew that if Touya went back to the cafe he had stopped going to for 4 years, his heart would be broken again and given to his hands in small crystals.
Touya couldn't go back there.
Touya could not go back to him.
Touya straightened his black mask and cursed while he was behind the tree where he was hiding, after pushing up the sunglasses that had fallen to the tip of his nose.
He was not supposed to come back here.
It's been a week since Fuyumi and him watched the movie that put that ridiculous idea in his head, and Touya kept telling himself that he wouldn't be coming back here, to that man. But every day he found himself walking to the place where this cafe was. But this day, he was overcome by his curiosity and he was panicking, carefully preparing to stay out of sight and hiding behind the tree in front of the cafe.
Touya played with the zipper of his raincoat pulled up to his nose and hoped that he didn't look like some kind of freak, at least not more freaky than he was.
He was watching the warm cafe across from behind the tree. Fierce Wings written in red and yellow and the wings on either side were trying to absorb the light of the sun hidden behind the clouds, while a few customers were drinking coffee and eating their desserts in the small area outside the cafe. But other than that, there weren't many people on this Tuesday of the cold december, which was getting colder and snowfall was expected soon.
Of course, Touya hid behind that tree which lost all its leaves and fought a war within himself until those few customers paid their bills and left the cafe.
He was supposed to come back but his feet wouldn't listen to him because Touya found himself in front of the glass door of this warm and welcoming cafe. Then with trembling hands —they didn't seem to be listening either— he reached for the doorknob and opened the door. A small bell broke the silence, echoing in the empty cafe. Then small footsteps approached him. Meanwhile, Touya took off his raincoat hoodie, his glasses and mask, and walked through the familiar cafe shop with a longing in his heart. He wandered around the places where he and that pretty blond man, who haunted him, occasionally flirted, kissed, and made out with blue eyes Touya felt were burning… At that time, Touya really thought there was something between them…
“Hello!” someone said, distorting his memories, and as Touya turned in the direction of the voice he found himself staring at a small boy standing in front of him. His cotton-candy-pink hair rippled and fell on his forehead. His long eyelashes and bird marks around his eyes revealed his bicolored eyes. But the most striking feature of this little boy was his wings, which were crimson red on the top and dark blue on the underside which occasionally fluttered and flapped. “Welcome to the Fierce Wings cafe! What can I do for you!”
Touya tried to smile, ignoring the dagger he felt had been inflicted on his heart, but that buried jealousy continued to rise inside him.
Touya shoved his hands nervously into his pants pockets and looked everywhere but that little boy. “Can you call Keigo for me?”
The boy, who was obviously nervous at the sight of the burns and staples on Touya's face, fluttered his wings and perked up at the name. He let go of the little apron (an apron with chicks on it) he held tightly and Touya noticed his little talons. “Do you know my father?”
Ah, that familiar pain, the kind of pain Touya couldn't even name, swept through his heart like a poison again, and Touya tried to smile again. But it was nothing more than a broken, crooked smile.
“Yes, I know your father,” Touya replied, and he stood in the doorway without the faintest idea what to do as the little boy disappeared into the cafe with a huge smile on his face. What was he doing here? This was complete nonsense! It was ridiculous! He— he didn't even want to see him. Touya wasn't sure if he was talking about himself or the blond here. Touya ran his hands through his raven-black hair and turned to the door. It was best to get out of here before this little boy and that man showed up, that was the best—
“Touya?” the voice of the person Touya knew so well called after him, and Touya froze as his hand reached for the doorknob. When he slowly turned around, he saw an angel thrown from heaven because of his beauty. A part of his sun-kissed hair, blessed with light, was tucked behind his ear, where his red earrings were. His huge crimson wings were wrapped protectively around himself and the little boy in his arms. His muscles were prominent under his shirt as he held the boy in his arms. And he had bird marks in his eyes, just like the cotton-candy haired boy's, and his curled lashes brought out his golden eyes like a rising sun. The little boy looked curiously at his father and the stranger in their cafe with his bicolored eyes, golden and blue.
“Hi, Keigo.”