Rehabilitation Plan for Two Demons

Two girls were walking home in the cozy and beautiful night silence, despite the recent events. Toga, who was the only one of them who could move, took on the role of carrying her friend on her back to her home. Even though it was difficult for her, she couldn't just leave her behind. 

Toga was lost in thought and just couldn't believe what had recently happened: how they had done the impossible and defeated Eraser Head, and how, surprisingly, the key role in this was played not by her, but by her friend Kimika, who seemed to have awakened a beast within herself and unlocked incredible new abilities. This made Toga incredibly happy. She couldn't wait for the next training session to test all of Kimika's new powers in their sparring. But for now, she needed to find the strength to carry her blind, powerless friend home. 

Kimika also couldn't believe that they had won. Everything had been pointing in the opposite direction, yet in the end, they had emerged as the victors. Her mind kept returning to that moment when the whisper that always appeared when she neared her limit while using her quirk spoke again. And this time, she managed to catch the words—only three words—that gave her the ability to see the future. But aside from these thoughts, she kept wondering: what would have happened if they had lost?

Would they have been caught and thrown into Tartarus? And then what? Who would have earned the money for her father's treatment? What would have happened to her mother, who would have lost both her husband and her daughter? What would have happened to her and Toga, who most likely would have been separated? These questions wouldn't let her rest, and as they walked, Kimika decided to ask something else that had been bothering her for a long time.

"Toga… I have a question," Kimika said quietly, lying on her back on her friend's shoulders, completely dependent on her. She had no strength left and couldn't see anything because she had crossed the limit during the fight, causing her eyes to temporarily go blind. Even if she could see, the bandage was still on her eyes. However, despite the unrelenting darkness and weakness, she felt surprisingly calm. 

"Hm? What is it?" Toga replied, slightly turning her head to the side, even though she knew Kimika wouldn't see the action, but she would likely feel it. She thought Kimika was going to ask about what would have happened if they had been caught, and she had already prepared an answer.

"Our friendship... Why did you stop taking my blood? Why don't you hold my hand or hug me like you used to? You always said that those were signs of openness in our friendship. Why has everything changed? Am I annoying you? Have you found another friend, but you stay with me only because you promised to help?" These questions spilled out of Kimika in a rush, one after the other, not giving Toga a chance to respond. She was asking about everything that had been bothering her since the moment Toga first refused to take her blood. 

Toga froze at the question. Everything was supposed to be different in her plan. In her mind, Kimika was supposed to take this as a sign that she should start taking Toga's hand, hugging her, or even offering her blood. 

To push her towards this, Toga had started drinking the blood of others right in front of Kimika, hoping to stir up new feelings in her — jealousy — that would make Kimika cling even more to Toga.

And so it happened: when she took the blood from the guards, she noticed Kimika's face, watching her. She could see the clear displeasure on her face. But the displeasure didn't come from violating any principles — it came from the fact that Kimika wanted Toga to drink only her blood. 

However, to her dismay, Kimika held back from voicing her feelings aloud, but that displeasure only brought them closer. Toga realized that, even though Kimika hadn't expressed her thoughts directly, her emotions were finally starting to show, even if not in the form Toga had planned. 

Toga didn't just crave closeness; she yearned for complete dominance over Kimika. She wanted to control their relationship, to be the one who set the rules and controlled every aspect of their bond. Every gesture, every touch had to come from her initiative, so that Kimika would remain dependent and not realize it for as long as possible.

And when Kimika finally realized what was happening, it would be too late—she simply wouldn't be able to live without Toga, because such a relationship would exist only between the two of them. No one else would be able to give Kimika what Toga had been giving her, and for now, she planned to just cover it up as friendship.

She knew that to achieve her goals, she needed to allow Kimika to show small acts of initiative, moving slowly forward in their relationship. These initiatives, though they seemed independent, were actually permitted by Toga herself. 

Toga couldn't even imagine what she would do if Kimika accidentally realized the truth in the near future and decided to leave her. If that happened, she would have to hold her friend by force and impose her love on her — the kind of love that Kimika wouldn't be able to get from anyone else. Toga didn't want to do this to her friend, but if it came to it, she would.

Still, despite all her plans, Toga wanted Kimika to have some happiness, but she simply couldn't imagine her life without her. Kimika had become the one who supported Toga, even despite all of her oddities. The girl had grown closer to Toga, while everyone else around her had distanced themselves.

Toga understood that if it hadn't been for Kimika's father's tragedy, their relationship wouldn't have reached this level for a long time. For that, she even felt a certain gratitude toward those who caused it, as it had made Kimika deviate from the path of a hero. 

But at the same time, she felt a certain hatred toward them, because they had taken up a significant part of space in Kimika's heart. And what was strange was that, despite this, Toga also felt a kind of love for those people, because they sometimes took care of her as if she were their own daughter — something her biological parents had never done, since they only hated her and imposed normality on her. 

This complex palette of emotions fought within her heart: gratitude, hatred, love, and the desire to control everything. She dreamed of the possibility of creating the perfect family, one where Kimika's parents and what she could build together with Kimika would be combined. This dream became more and more real, and with each passing day, she felt more and more that this was her true place.

"You... No, no, Kimika, you misunderstood," Toga began to justify herself, trying to clarify the situation. "I just wanted you to... Well, you know, I wanted you to start showing those actions too. Not just me. I wanted you to take my hand, to hug me... But that definitely doesn't mean you're annoying me. I just wanted you to start showing those initiatives as well... I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier and gave you reason to think this way."

Toga struggled with the feeling that she was breaking the promise they had made to each other —not to lie and not to hide anything. She hadn't revealed many important details, but it was all for their sake. One day, she would tell her everything, and then she would face the consequences.

"You…" Kimika whispered softly, bringing her mouth close to her friend's neck. To her own surprise, and to Toga's as well, she tried to do what Toga always did — take a sip of blood, but not to quench her thirst, rather to confirm their friendship. However, to her disappointment, she simply didn't have enough strength, and after the bite, only a faint mark remained on Toga's neck, causing Kimika to blush with embarrassment. 

This left Toga completely confused. On one hand, the gesture was incredibly sweet, but at the same time, she could feel Kimika's face — one she couldn't see because it was hidden — was filled with immense discomfort and shame. But before she could say anything to change the atmosphere, Kimika spoke up: 

"You… you want… my blood? Not the blood of the guards or heroes, but mine…" she said quietly, awkwardly pressing herself against her friend. 

She would no longer try to repeat the gesture she had just made moments ago. And without waiting for Toga's response, Kimika slowly brought her hand up to Toga's mouth. 

Without saying a word, Toga accepted the sweet gesture and, with all the tenderness she could muster, bit into Kimika's hand, slowly drinking a bit of her blood. To her surprise, the blood tasted even sweeter than she remembered. 

"And I have a question too," Kimika whispered, still a little embarrassed. "What will we do next? I won't be able to move properly or see for a while... And these hits... I think I have a few fractures, and you probably do too. Also — my mom will be home, but I won't be able to get to my room on my own or even just enter the house. Maybe you could stay the night? She's leaving in the morning, and she doesn't seem to check on me." 

Toga realized that Kimika was completely right. She couldn't walk or see, so how could she get to her room unnoticed to avoid waking her mother? Without hesitation, Toga agreed. Even if Kimika's mother did see her, she probably wouldn't say anything to her or her daughter.

When they returned home, both of them quietly made their way to Kimika's room, deciding not to shower to avoid waking her mother. Kimika, curled up in the fetal position, looked incredibly vulnerable, like prey to Toga, who, having also fallen asleep, wrapped her arms around her friend in a tight embrace. 

Silence filled the room, and Toga's heart began to beat in sync with Kimika's, like a melody merging into a single harmonious rhythm. Holding her friend close, Toga felt the warmth of their bodies intertwining, offering comfort and creating an atmosphere of coziness. In this calm, fears and anxieties melted away, leaving only a sense of safety and a deep bond between them. 

But to their dismay, Kimika's mother had a habit of checking on her daughter's room before going to work. And that morning was no exception. She stepped into the room and saw her daughter tightly embraced by her friend, Toga. 

She paused for a moment, surprised by the sight, but decided not to wake them. Quietly closing the door, she chose not to think too much about what she had seen and simply hoped they were indeed just very close friends. At least until her father remained in the hospital, she had no intention of bringing it up. 

~~~In the principal's office of UA~~~

Eraser Head, or Shota Aizawa, sat in the spacious yet cozy office of UA's principal, Nezu. The room was empty except for the principal himself, who appeared as an odd combination of a mouse, dog, and bear, but was known for his exceptionally high intelligence. 

Aizawa, with his tired but focused expression, laid out everything he had witnessed the previous day and shared the information he received from Detective Tsukauchi, who had happily provided it. This included details about the team of the two criminals from yesterday—Tokimu and Tsukimu. 

"Hm, quite interesting," Nezu said, thoughtfully tapping his fingers on his tea cup. "Not only the unlocking of the Quirk's potential, but also a certain evolution in its application — that's on a whole different level. To enhance a Quirk to the point where one can see the future during a fight... That requires not just training but an exceptional ability to adapt. And also, to put up equal resistance in a fatigued state, but considering that you were also exhausted... Truly impressive." 

Nezu fell silent for a moment, pondering, before adding: 

"Perhaps it was Tsukima who became the catalyst that pushed Tokima into criminal activity. Her influence could have been a decisive factor. Tsukima seems more determined and prone to risk... Maybe she was the one who first ventured onto this dangerous path, and Tokima, either due to her need for help from her father or for other reasons, followed her, likely for the money." 

Aizawa paused for a few seconds, then added: 

"They are growing and changing incredibly fast. If the surveillance footage is to be believed, they first appeared together at that café, which became a high-profile case in the media. Especially after the testimony of that guard who was attacked twice by the same group. And now— the museum robbery. They're becoming more confident and bold."

"That's why we need to act quickly," Nezu concluded, his voice calm but with a hidden determination. "If Tokima starts enjoying this line of work, she could lose her moral compass. Tsukima, it seems, is more emotionally attached to her. So it's likely that if we catch Tokima, Tsukima will definitely come to her aid, or if we catch either of them. Their connection is key. If we can use Tsukima's attachment to Tokima to our advantage, we'll have the opportunity to direct both of their powers in the right direction, bringing them back to the right path." 

"You're right," Aizawa confirmed, his gaze focused on a single point. "Their quirks are truly unique and versatile. Tsukima can turn into anyone after drinking their blood, and Tokima, capable of seeing the future and altering speed..." He paused briefly before adding, "This power could make them incredibly bold in their actions, which, in turn, risks altering Tokima's principles, especially if she starts feeling invulnerable."

"They will be easy to find," Nezu said, thoughtfully. "Especially considering Tokima's horns. Even though we don't have any photos of their faces or hair color, and the fact that Tokima likely wears contact lenses that can change her eye color during a fight complicates things a bit, their quirks are truly unique. This makes our job easier, and we'll be able to track their identities without much difficulty."

Nezu fell silent for a few seconds, then, looking at Aizawa with an unmistakable smile, asked: 

"Would you like to teach them?" His voice was gentle. "From what you've said, it seems you've found two students." 

Aizawa shrugged slightly, keeping a calm expression. 

"That's only because they're much more promising than the class I expelled due to their zero potential." 

"They're young... If we channel their energy in the right direction, maybe they could become heroes. They have what I see in every potential hero — the will to fight and the ability to adapt. Even in a battle that everyone would consider unwinnable, they didn't give up. Facing pain, they adapted to the situation and, showing true determination, were able to secure a victory." 

Nezu looked at Aizawa intently and thoughtfully replied: 

"It seems I'm not the only one who's eager to catch them and get them into the rehabilitation program. They could be the first ones to successfully complete it — at least, that's my opinion. So, I'll notify all the hero contacts, so if they spot these two, they don't take any risks but call for backup to capture them and hand them over to me. I'll also fund Detective Tsukauchi's investigation so he has all the necessary resources to apprehend them." 

Aizawa simply nodded in agreement, and finally added: 

"Now, it's just a matter of catching them and understanding their motives. Whether they agree to the rehabilitation program or their path ends in Tartarus... Because, no matter how promising they seem, they've chosen a path where they must be ready for that kind of ending."

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