His face is all I can think about at this moment as I stand in the middle of the warehouse waiting for him.

I had been instructed to get the Nomu back, especially after the test. I had been keeping an eye on Keigo’s movements ever since he had approached me that day and had instructed him to get another hero to follow him to the warehouse I had messaged him to come at, especially to test his loyalty. The only thing is, he decided to choose the Endebitch of all people and I had a huge smile on my face, as I thought about how much public humiliation would be much better for the so-called number one hero. As I watch them pant hard in front of me, catching their breath after fighting the Nomu, a sense of satisfaction fills my heart, seeing the flame hero all mangled up and bloody.

He’s there with him, and he’s definitely lost a good amount of his larger feathers. While my expression hardens when my gaze falls on the bastard, I also notice Keigo observing me focused on killing the monster, as if he is in the process of finally figuring out who I am. He probably would have but then the bunny rabbit had to barge in and ruin it. As the yucky material envelops me again, I look back at my Baby Bird, his gaze utterly focused on my face, his face carrying an expression of betrayal over the fact that I had shown up earlier with the Nomu than I had instructed him I would.

As he makes his way into the otherwise empty warehouse, the expression he holds on his face is steely.

“What the fuck do you think were you doing? None of that was according to plan!”

Aww, his expression is too cute and it takes all in me to not taunt him back for it.

“Is that so?” I ask, a cheeky grin on my face.

His face scrunches up more in his anger. Suddenly, a large fortified feather of his is in front of my neck, threatening to cut it off. I stand there, unfazed, as the feather almost pokes at my carotid, close to drawing some blood.

“It was supposed to be tomorrow!” His voice is deep and angry. “Plus, this one was stronger than the others!”

My smirk doesn’t leave my face. “Oh, hadn't I already told you that we were gonna be testing the Nomu out? My bad.”

The anger on his face stays for a while, before he then takes a deep calming breath, removing the feather from its position on my neck. He turns, and I notice how he seems to be trembling, whether in anger or another emotion, I do not know. My curiosity gets the best of me and I ask.

“You okay, number two?”

He turns back towards me, and his eyes are narrowed, as if he is scanning me. It’s in the same way when he was always calculating about something in his mind when we were younger and I realize he’s still trying to figure me out. What he says next, definitely surprises me.

“You know, your eyes,” He points the feather still in his hand towards them. “They look quite familiar.”

Clearing my throat, keeping the surprise curbed in my voice, I ask. “Oh, really?”

His eyes are still narrowed at me, now making me feel uncomfortable and uneasy.

“I knew this boy,” He started. “He was, what most people would call, the love of my life.” I stiffen, my eyes narrowing as he continues. “I lost him about ten years ago.”

He somehow sneaks closer to me, his own face starting to creep towards mine as he looks into my eyes intently. “And he had the same piercing blue eyes that you have.”

My breath is stuck in my throat, and I’m standing there on my guard, still in my stiffened state, a feeling of trepidation washing over me.

“He was my everything you know.” He backs away. “He was not treated right by his own father and instead of letting me help him, he let go of his life. He was the sweetest person to me and inspite of how much he cursed his siblings, he cared for them more than anyone else.” He starts to walk towards the exit and turns back again towards me once he’s reached it to say.

“And its a shame, that I am being reminded of such a great man, by the eyes of a villainous murderer.”

My heart feels as if it is being pierced everywhere, and I try keeping the hurt from my face from showing up. I am not successful, as he catches it and I see an underlying emotion pass through his eyes.

I register at this moment, that what he said may have been to see how I would react to them. Did he finally recognize me as Touya?

I needed to find out more.

As I reappear in the bar later, Toga, who is sitting there downing a mug of milk mixed with blood she got from who knows where, looks towards me. I beckon towards her.

“I need you to do something.” I say, urgency clear in my voice. “Get the blood our informant from U.A sent, of their invisible classmate’s and try to get into Hawks’ home. Stay as long as you can and get me information about everything.”

Toga smiles at me, before hopping towards the room that has what she requires.

“Oh, Dabi-kuuuuuunnnn!”

It’s about three hours later that she returns. Her normal teasing grin adorns her face, but I can see it in her expression, she’s excited about what she has learned. I sit at the bar, my third drink in that hour itself in my hand, half-drunk as I wait for her to say something.

“What is it?” I snap towards her in my drunken state. Her giggles make my general irritation at the world and its people increase as she skips and sways her way towards me, leaning over the bar stool next to mine.

“Gimme my reward, Dabi-kun and I’ll say it.” She pouts towards me, hand outstretched. I walk around the bar, and find the stash of blood Kurogiri had told us about if Toga ever needed it and he wasn’t around to give it to her. Once she’s settled with another of her blood milkshakes, she talks.

“So, the Birdie has been keeping a secret from the public.”

I look towards her, my curiosity increasing, silently urging her to continue.

“Apparently Bird-man has a baby bird.” she says and my blood turns cold. “Kiddo calls him Mom, and has wings like him.”

I try to calm the anger building in me.

“Oo! And the kiddo is so cute! I wanna drink his blood!”

So my Baby Bird has a child. I think. Hidden from everyone, ha? So you finally moved on? After all that talk about me being the love of your life and you still ended up in another’s bed.

I have never felt so betrayed than I ever have at this moment.

Toga, so engrossed in her treat, finishes her milkshake and leaves me in the room alone. I start to fume even more, so he had a child and that too, it seems with some other son of a bitch who I now wanted to kill. As my jealousy over the fact that he has a family grows, the glass in my hand melts as my blue flames engulf it and before I know it, the part of the bar counter I am at is on fire. The fire extinguisher is right behind me on the wall and I put the flames out before they spread.

All the while, thinking of how to kill the brat who my Baby Bird created, the anger at the unfairness that my Baby Bird was claimed by another fueling my thoughts.