◆Diamond Flower◆Dabi◆Boku no Hero Academia◆

◆04◆ The scratches on the diamond

Michiyo looked at him and she slowly removed her hand from her face. "Someone like me?" 

He nodded at her. 

She looked at the way his hand was holding her wrist. Dabi noticed her looking at his hand and he gently moved it down so it was on top of her hand. "Michiyo, do you believe me?" 

She's not a top quality diamond, she's a diamond that's been scratched again and again. Though a pure diamond couldn't be scratched by any other objects but another diamond itself, the abuse to her will stay in her memories.

"There's no way I can ever forgive anyone who tries to hurt you." It was fine by her to not believe in anything but him because he believed nothing in this ugly world could be pure but her. He wanted to believe in her and he wanted her to believe in him.

He might be a villain, but he's a hero to her. From the moment he saved her, he was a hero to her. "Dabi..." 

"So how about it?" 

She blushed and she looked away with tears brimming her eyes. "You know, you're a handsome man..." She reached her hand up and she touched his skin, both the patched parts and the parts with his normal skin, "Don't waste yourself on me." 

"Whether I am wasting myself or not, I'll be the judge of that." He said that sentence while closing his eyes in a calm manner. He then opened his eyes, "They made your life a misery for 40 days right?" 

"Y-yeah..." If it weren't for the Okumura being a family of Quirk users who could erase Quirks by physical contact, she could have escaped her hell hole. She was constantly touched by one of them ever since they realized the flaw in her Quirk. 

Dabi smiled, "Take me to them, Michiyo." 

"W-what? Dabi-!" 

"I'll cremate it all."

"Why would you? I-I don't understand." 

"I told you, didn't I? You are not to dirty your hands..." He leaned forward and he hugged her to him. His lips were just by her ear, "...but I never said I won't dirty mine in your place."

Michiyo whimpered and she cried with her forehead pressed against his shoulder. "You're so late, Dabi...why did you show up so late in my life?"

"It's not late at all. In the end, we still met." 

She wanted to meet him earlier. If she had met him, she wouldn't be abandoned by her parents. She wouldn't end up at the Okumura's mansion. She could have had a normal life and still continue going to school and live her life like usual. She would have been a high schooler when school start. "Dabi...!" She whispered his name because she was crying. She clutched the back of his jacket and she cried because his words were sinking into the cracks of her heart and made hope float up again. 

Dabi smiled a little and he ran his left hand through her hair. He wanted nothing more but for this girl to have happiness. Whatever he couldn't have, he wanted her to have it. 

"Try and sleep properly. We have a huge day tomorrow night." 

"Dabi, wait." 

"What?" 

"Can you sleep here tonight?" 

Dabi said nothing because he understood that her nightmare were literally hell itself. He pulled the covers up and he slipped into the bed with his head on a pillow. "Come here." 

She smiled and then she moved closer to him. She allowed him to embrace her and she sighed out in comfort. "Thank you." 

That night, she had no nightmares from the hellish 40 days she suffered from...

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Of course, he couldn't do it alone. He's going to need help to do this. And so he sought out Giran's help. He managed to get Giran's number from Ichinose. From there, Dabi arranged a meeting with the broker and he managed to meet the broker in person at a bar. 

"Isn't she a bit too young for you?" Giran said while lighting a cigarette for himself.

"She's only here to listen what she needs to listen." Dabi said to Giran.

Giran sat down and he ordered a scotch for himself.

Dabi was drinking beer and Michiyo wanted to have a glass of orange juice but Dabi purposely ordered milk for her instead. "But I want orange juice..." 

"Hey, I said I will pay, I never said you'd have a choice." 

Michiyo pouted and she drank her milk through a straw, eyeing him to try and guilt-trip him. 

Giran raised an eyebrow, he took a proper look at Michiyo and then he raised an eyebrow, "You're the Okurmura's Diamond Flower." 

From under the table, Michiyo's right hand was visibly shaking in fright as she clenched to her skirt. But she calmed down when she felt Dabi's left hand over it.

"Dabi?" 

"She's my Diamond Flower." Dabi clarified to Giran. His eyes were boring into the broke and a small blue fire ignited from his hair; one more wrong word and the broker will be cremated on the spot. 

Giran was not short on intelligence either; a client's satisfaction always come first because that's when the money will naturally come to him. "Well, as you have requested, I believe this villain here will be great help to you." He passed Dabi a document that contained only one villain's information and a photo. 

"Just one?" Dabi didn't bother to read the document. "Look here-"

"Dabi! This is the magician who saved me!" 

Dabi looked at her to see her happily holding up Mr. Compress' photo. "I don't know how he did it, but he used magic and he saved me!" 

Seeing her this happy, Dabi decided not to be angry at Giran. 'There has to be a reason as to why this broker only brought one villain's information here. "He better be one hell of a villain. Then? How much do I pay?" 

Giran have a better idea of payment Dabi could do without money. "How about you give me the rights to scout you two?" 

"M-me too?" Michiyo pointed to herself. 

"You may scout me, leave Michiyo out of this. She is not a villain." 

"But she is with you." Giran pointed out. 

"Just because she is with me, it doesn't make her a villain. Anyway, give me his contact number. I need him for tonight." 

"...I hope you're not planning to do anything to this cute girl here." 

"You want to get burnt that badly?"

"Huh?" Did Michiyo miss something just then? Why does Dabi look a little annoyed with Giran?