章 66: Chapter Sixty Seven
"Sorry-!" Mina apologizes to the third person she bumped into, brushing past them her eyes continued to dart person to person in the sea of endless bodies, the flashing lights caused her eyes to strain, making it difficult hunting for those familiar eyes she loved so much. "Oh-!" Mina slammed her shoulder into another person, making herself stumble backwards. "-I-I am so sorry!" Mina jumped, twirling around—her breath catches in her chest—seeing you had been the person she almost took out.
"What the hell-!?" You barked, facing her with a readymade glare, shoulder throbbing.
"There you are!" Mina laughed, relief flooding her veins.
"Huh?" You blinked, having expected a waterfall of apologies and a half ass excuse why she wasn't watching where she was going.
"We are looking for-!"
"How could you not do the one thing I asked you to do!?" Bakugo's baritone voice caused your lips to twitch, turning in time to watch him finish stomping up to you, a scowl fully inhabiting his face, and two empty hands in tow.
"Yeah-?" You tilt your head, "-and I thought you were bringing me food, guess we're both liars."
"I don't lie." Bakugo corrected glaring down, your eyes flickered over his shoulder, Gray was being held up by Midoriya—who appeared uncomfortable—with Shiro trotting beside the two, munching on chips—you shook your head at the drunken duo.
"Are you listening to me!?" Bakugo's voice pulled your gaze back to his agitated face.
"Not really." You replied honestly, "Maybe if you brought what you promised-"
"Who says I didn't?" Bakugo shoots back.
"I wasn't aware you could pull food out of your ass."
"I mean-" Shiro started.
"Shut up I know where you're going with that." You point, snatching the bag of flavored chips from his hand.
"That was rude." Shiro scoffs.
"(y.n)-" Mina's voice turned your head. "-where did you go?"
"Uh-" You blanked, deciding to let the whole Kaminari thing get swept up under the rug.
A server walking past catches your eye. You stop her, taking the round of shots off her tray, you handed them off to the people around you.
"Yas!" Gray cheers.
"No." You shake your head, handing the shot off to Midoriya instead. "You're done."
"But-" Gray pouts, Bakugo denies the drink.
"Shut up and take the damn shot!" Shiro sang, throwing it back with you.
"But-" Mina stared into the foul-tasting liquid. "-there's no lime, or anything-"
"Chasers are a crutch." You chuckled.
"Ha-!" Shiro belts. "-you need a chaser!"
"I-I do not! See-!?" Mina blushes, instantly sending the burning sensation down her throat, she coughed, her eyes and nose burned as she struggled to breathe, with nothing to dull the overwhelming sensations going on inside her head she blindly reaches out.
"I'm judging you." Shiro nods, Mina blinked, she had gripped your arm.
"You good?" You asked, she quickly nods letting go of your arm, straightening herself up, her face hot to the touch.
"Aw-!" Kirishima's voice came from behind you, "-you're taking shots without me!"
"We have been all night." Shiro replies.
"Don't-!" A worried voice caught your ear. "-please think this through!"
"No-!" An agitated one responds. "-someone needs to tell them!"
"Please don't say anything-!"
"Hey-!" Your group turned around, Nejire Hado was the one wrothfully making her way over. "-you have some nerve!"
"Yeah, you kind of need that to be a pro-hero." You retort, having no idea who this person was.
"Was it your shots we stole?" Shiro raised his hand, wanting to join in on the conversation.
"You Bullets-" She scoffed crossing her arms, swaying just a bit. "-just coming in here acting as if everything is ok."
"I mean..." Gray knit his brows together, glancing at Shiro. "...is it not?"
"No!" She snarled, "You Bullets should be in jail-!" People around began to applaud in agreement.
"Oh, you're one of those people." Shiro leaned back on his heels.
"Hey knock it off-!" Mina steps in with Kirishima, defending your group while Bakugo steps by your side.
"After everything you've done, you think-you think you can just come in here and-" Nejire slurred.
"Who are you?" You cut her off, causing the group to turn flabbergasted.
"Wh-What?" Nejire was taken back, "You-You can't be serious!"
You shrug.
"Nejire please-" Tamaki had been the worried voice you heard earlier.
"Uh-" Shiro spoke up, "-those were the three you fought while under that villains quirk, remember—oh wait you can't-!" He laughed; face fully flushed as he investigated his empty shot glass, pouting, wanting more.
"You seriously have no idea who we are?" Tamaki frowned.
"It took us weeks to recover after you attacked our school!" Nejire jabbed her finger in your direction, you tilted your head.
"Mm." You hummed. "Didn't Shiro just reiterate how I was under a quirk; it was against my will."
"Yeah but-but-!"
"So why are you talking to us?" You place your hands into your pockets. "Are you drunk?"
"No, I'm n-not!" Nejire hic ups.
"Yeah, I'm not doing this back-and-forth thing with you, just leave before you embarrass yourself further."
"You bring mockerytotheschools name and-" Nejire's words began to stick together.
"And you don't?" You retort, "You're making a huge scene in front of dozens of pro-heroes and civilians, how does this reflect on U.A.?"
"I-I-!" While Nejire stuttered. "-I wanna rematch!"
"You're not worth the charge sweetheart." You replied.
"You-Youhaveto-" Nejire's rambling became incoherent.
"What's going on here?" Mirio joined the group, a round of fresh drinks in his hands. "Nejire, what are you doing?"
"These-These Bullets-!" Nejire pointed towards your group. "Are-Are gonna come into our school and steal our name, what we worked so hard for!"
"No, they're not Nejire-"
"Well, I'm hungry-" You turned, no longer in the mood to entertain the drunken hero. "-what real food does this place serve-?"
"What is with all the commotion over here?" The toneless voice caused your eyes to roll by themselves as the uninvited Endeavor stepped into the conversation. "-Nejire this is unlike you, your usually always so well put together."
"Totally." You mutter under your voice; Bakugo gently nudged you to stay quiet.
"Bullets-" Endeavor placed his scrutinizing gaze towards your group. "-why are you disturbing the party?"
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"Your joking, right?" Mina placed a hand on her hip. "It was Nejire who started the-"
"Enough." Endeavor raised his hand. "This is not the time nor place to bicker-" Todoroki walked up behind his father. "-Bullets, only one issue at this party tonight, why am I not surprised to find you're in the middle of it all?"
"I'm surprised to see you at your son's birthday—ow!" Shiro glared at Kirishima who pinched his side to keep him quiet.
"Hang on-!" Midoriya stepped around Mina, "-it wasn't (y.n) who started this, it was Nejire-"
"Impossible." Endeavor stubbornly turned his back on the greenette.
"Why don't you hear Midoriya out?" Todoroki questions, causing Endeavor to sigh, slowly the number one hero shifted.
"Well-?" Endeavor towered over Nejire. "-is it true?"
"We-Well-!" Nejire coughed, the heat spinning around the room felt like she was choking, her stomach soured, feeling the vomit threatening to roll up her throat.
"Nejire." Endeavor pulled the drunken hero's attention. "Answer-"
Nejire darted towards the bathrooms, hand flying up to her face as vomit spewed into her mouth, her two friends quickly jumping on her heels, worriedly calling out her name.
"That answers that." Shiro shakes his head.
"Ugh-!" Endeavor's face darkly twists with disdain, glaring at the seventh bullet. "-why don't you three return to the hole you crawled out of-?"
Cheering and applause wrapped around your group, the three bullets gazed around at the crowd who encouraged Endeavor.
"I am so fucking tired of getting shit on-!" Shiro finally snapped, storming forward, Bakugo reached an arm out, stopping Shiro beside him. "-for being forced to do shit to survive, while the shit you did to your wife and your children just gets brushed under the rug!"
"If you know what's good for you Bullet, you'll learn to watch your mouth." Endeavor glares, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Or what-!?" Shiro darkly laughs, "-there is nothing you can do that Shadow Jack or Shooter didn't already do to us! The way I see it, you are no better than either of them!"
"How dare you-!" Endeavor stomps forward, hands flexed out, aimed for Shiro's throat.
"Alright-!" You stepped in, pushing Shiro backwards, who stumbled, Kirishima caught him. "-that's enough for one night-"
"You pathetic excuse-!"
"Hey-!" You snapped around so fast your own head spun. "-I said that's enough Endeavor!"
"You don't order me around Five-!"
"News flash Endeavor-" You glared, "-just because you were handed the number one hero title, doesn't make you the boss of everyone around you."
"I wasn't handed anything-!"
"Please-" You snorted. "-you really wanna open that can of worms, what did you just say?" You pondered, "This is not the time nor the place? It's your son's birthday, go be a fucking father for once and leave us alone, you were already told it wasn't us who started the altercation, so shoo."
"I was handed nothing!" Endeavor seethes, being the one-track mind, he was.
"You were handed the fucking title on a silver platter, and you know it!" You bit back, "If All Might hadn't retired you know damn well who would be number one so take your little groupies, tuck your tail between your legs, and fuck off."
"I will be sure to have this altercation added to your case file." Endeavor threatens, turning on his heel.
"Yeah, you go do that-" You snapped, "-while you're at it, maybe you can find a fuck for me to give!"
"Leave at once!" Endeavor belts, pointing to the exit.
"Oh no, being kicked out of a party by the all-mighty Endeavor-" You rolled your eyes. "-how ever will we live?"
"Five I'm warning you!"
"Oh, cram it up your ass." You breathed, pushing Kirishima and Shiro towards the exit. "We're leaving."
"Wait for me-!" The group turns, Shoto Todoroki stood behind them.
"It's your birthday party Todoroki-" Mina frowned, "-don't you wanna stay?"
"Shoto-" Endeavor calls, "-come, it's time to do the cake."
Todoroki glanced around the room, his eyes drifting from between his siblings, to this father before turning back to your group.
"I'd rather be with my friends."
"Alright-!" Kirishima smiled, as Endeavor lets off a round of demands. "-let's go!"
"Shoto get back here!" Endeavor orders.
Shiro twists around in Kirishima's grip, sticking his tongue out he flips Endeavor off rubbing in the fact Endeavor's own son would rather run off with the people he just banished from the party than be with him.
"We win!" Shiro shouts as the double doors slowly close behind him, the frigid air hits you so hard you stumble, Bakugo snaps around, wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you into him.
"Come on." Bakugo mutters, pulling keys from his pocket. "Let's go home."
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