Chapter 1: The Prelude
A dark-clad figure was sitting on a rooftop of a highrise building somewhere in the center of Tokyo, unnoticed by the stream of people and cars down below. The moon barely showing through the thick smog that covers the city. The figure got up and turned to leave, poisonous green eyes faintly glowing in the dark. He carded his hands through his curly dark green hair and sighed.
"I could really go for some lemon water right now..."
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Chapter 2: The Meeting
Let us start with a little backstory!
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Once upon a time there was a boy who hated lemon water. Crazy, right? His name was Bakugou Katsuki or otherwise known as The Biggest Bitch in the Universe.
You might be asking: How did he earn this title?
Well... It's really simple!
He bitched about everything.
But this isn't his story. It's the story of Izuku Midoriya and his accidental road to greatness.
The life of Hisashi Midoriya was bland and boring. He would wake up, eat breakfast, get news that someone from his company has screwed up the databases and they need to hire someone to fix them, watch the news and go to work. There he would hire some guy or gal to fix the issues and go about his regular work day, not forgetting to fire (pun intended) the screw up and order someone to take out the trash.
Pretty simple right?
Well that's how it was until one friday evening he went out to his usual bar.
He ordered his usual and sat down at the ||?counter¿||. He was well into his second glass when he noticed someone sitting next to him.
Which, to be honest is an accomplishment in of itself! He has a reputation for a reason. And also because of that no one would just sit next to him unless they were some potential business partner that he wanted to get the best deal with (more like trying to get a friend with benefits without the 'friend' part).
After quickly recovering from his shock, he found that it was a woman. 'She probably didn't recognise me...' Hisashi thought to himself. 'But then, why didn't anyone warn her? I'd at least expect the bartender to do something. He doesn't like losing any of his clients at all. Unless...' he cut off his thought process. 'I'm just overthinking it. I should stop my mind rambling.'
Meanwhile the woman just kept sitting there and drinking her drink, which Hisashi noticed was one of those colourful cocktails filled with artificial flavouring and no real strength to it.
"You can stop staring at me like I just told you that earth is actually square-shaped." She speaks.
'Ooo! She's sassy!' the ravenette thought to himself.
"It's just that no one dares to sit next to me unless I want them to. Is there a reason for you to be so daring?" He asked.
"You'll have to guess yourself. I'm suprised you don't recognise me. Anyone with half a brain would." The green haired woman said.
Hisashi had started racking his brain for who she may be when a loud woman with short blond hair greeted the mysterious one.
"Hey, Gravitas! I see you're confusing our dear Salamander here!" She said with a sly smile on her face.
'Wait! Gravitas? As in the leader of that one vigilante group?'
"Oh! Micchan! It's so good to see you! How have you and Masu-kun been? I haven't seen you in a month! Can you believe it?" The woman responded.
"Yeah! But I've gotta get home for dinner. Masu's cooking is the best. Would you like to come over for dinner sometime?" The loud one answered.
"I would, but I have to check my schedule. You know how it is in my line of work." Gravitas said.
'I feel very left out right now...' Hisashi thought to himself.
After that loud blonde left Salamander was left alone with the greenette.
"So you're Gravitas?" He inquired.
"You got it right! What ever did I do to give it away?" She asked, a sarcastic smirk on her face that had his heart beating feverishly.
'Oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw. I'm falling for a vigilante.'
Thank you so much for everyone reading my fanfiction! To be honest, I don't know where I'm going with this story, but I hope it turns out great and I don't disappoint you.