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When the Hunter Becomes the Hunted

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Midoriya had called into work saying that he wasn’t feeling well, Iida letting him take the day off. He had a lot to think over before he could even think of facing his co-workers again after being told what he knew now. Someone, if not everyone who worked at the MDA was working with the UA gang. It could be Iida, or Tsu, any of them. Hell, it could even be Uraraka. When those thoughts passed through his head, a shiver went down his spine. Could he really trust any of them now? He didn’t know what to do. Todoroki said that he had some of his people working in the agency as well. If he wanted information, it was going to be hard to get it from anyone at the MDA. If he started asking around or asking the wrong people for help, he would end up with another visit from Todoroki and Bakugo. He felt his gut sink as the thought crossed his mind, what they could do to him. He wasn’t even sure if his apartment was safe. They knew where he lived and Bakugo was in his home, they could have planted bugs or cameras throughout his apartment. Iida was right; this case was too dangerous. What he learned at the academy didn’t prepare him for any of this.

Midoriya started to pace around the room as he thought to himself. Who could he really trust right now at the agency. Kaminari was probably the most suspicious to him, seeing as he had just started working there a year ago. Uraraka said that her and Tsu started working there around the same time about five years ago. He could probably trust them but he still wasn’t a hundred percent sure. Momo was a senior detective there, joining the agency a little over ten years ago. Iida had joined shortly after he left the academy, getting the position of chief detective only about two years after he joined. He was the one who had the most experience at the agency seeing as he was there for just over twelve years. The way Iida spoke of the group made him believe that he could be trusted. He told him about them, showing him their headshots, even warning him about them. But if he was on their side as well he would say and do everything he did as a warning from the organization. He really didn’t like his options, everyone could be a suspect if you thought about it logically. Should he even ask for anyone’s help? Should he try to work on this case by himself? Should he do what they said? They knew everything about him. They knew his family, his friends, even who he was close to at the agency.

Midoriya sat down on the couch as he covered his face with his hands, unsure about what he should do. If he didn’t pick the right course of action it could end with him or someone he knows getting hurt, or worse, killed. He shook his head, not liking his options at all. But he just couldn’t stand for this, letting UA get away with whatever they wanted just because they blackmailed and bribed everyone at the agency. He had to do something to put an end to them. For now, with all the new information he had, Iida seemed to be the one he could trust the most. He had to think of a way to get him alone, where no one could listen in to what they were saying. He could probably slip him a note about wanting to meet up somewhere after work. If they had cameras and bugs planted at the agency this would be the best way to set up a meeting. Iida warned him to stay out of this but now, considering what happened last night, he was a part of it whether he wanted to be or not. Midoriya nodded to himself, happy with the choice he made. Hopefully it wasn’t the wrong one.




The next day Midoriya went to work, acting as if nothing had happened. He was thankful that the weather was starting to get cooler, seeing as it was around the start of September. He was able to cover up the rope burns and cuts from the rope he was bound with with a long sleeve shirt. He was seated at his desk going over the case file him and Uraraka had compiled on the small drug ring that sprung up. They seemed to be working in the red light district of the city, the best place to find new customers with all the clubs and bars around that area. Uraraka and Midoriya had agreed to go and stake out the area to try and find anyone making a deal. They had decided to leave the agency around eight to get a better chance at trying to find the dealers.

“You wanna take a short break and get a late lunch?” Uraraka asked as she looked at her watch seeing as it was about two-thirty in the afternoon.

“Sure, you can go ahead of me. I need to let Iida know that we’re planning to do a stake out tonight.” Midoriya said as he stood up from his desk.

“Alright, I’ll save you a seat.” Uraraka replied as she stood up from her desk as well. Midoriya made his way over to Iida’s office, knocking on the door.

“Come in.” Iida said as he looked up from the piles of cases on his desk.

“I apologize if I’m interrupting you, Sir.” Midoriya said as he made his way into the office, shutting the door behind him. 

“Not really, just going over the new cases we got in.” Iida said as he turned his attention to Midoriya. “What is it?” Midoriya made his way over to Iida’s desk.

“Just wanted to tell you that Uraraka and I are going to be doing a stake out tonight in the red light district to look for that new drug ring that’s sprung up in the area.” Midoriya informed him.

“Alright. Be careful though, a lot of our cases are ones that we get from that area.” Iida warned as he looked at the cases on his desk.

“I’ll make sure to be on the lookout, Sir.” Midoriya said as he placed his hand on Iida’s desk before he made his way over to the door. Iida looked down back at his case files on his desk as Midoriya left his office, seeing a small piece of paper resting on top of one of the files. Iida raised an eyebrow as he picked up the piece of paper, carefully unfolding it.

Sir, I need to talk to you about UA. Something happened the other night. That’s why I’m writing this letter. I need you to meet me tomorrow after work at that new club that opened on Main St. at 10p.m. I need help and you’re the only one I can trust right now. I hope to see you there. ’ Iida finished reading the note as he looked out the window of his office, watching Midoriya head in the direction of the cafeteria. Iida folded up the piece of paper, putting it in his suit pocket as he got back to work.





The stake out was a partial success, Midoriya and Uraraka making an arrest that night. They had brought the guy in for questioning but it was going to take a while to get him to talk and give up the other members of his drug ring. When they came in the following morning, they questioned the guy again but he still didn’t give them any names. They questioned him for a few hours but eventually gave up. Uraraka and Midoriya decided that they should do another stake out to try and see if they could get any of the other members of the ring, hoping that if they kept it up they would find someone who will tell them what they wanted.

The rest of the day was uneventful, Midoriya and Uraraka filling out their report on the arrest. Before Midoriya knew it, it was time to head home for the day. Uraraka had left before him, leaving with Tsu. Once Midoriya was done with his report he made his way to the locker room. He opened his locker, grabbing his backpack and coat. He threw his coat on, putting his backpack on after. He placed his hand in his coat pocket as the other shut his locker. He froze, feeling a piece of paper in his coat pocket. He pulled it out, unfolding the piece of paper. He read through it as a small smile grew on his face. It was a reply from Iida; he agreed to meet him, saying that he might be a little late but to wait for him at the club. Midoriya folded up the piece of paper, placing it back in his coat pocket as he made his way out of the room. As Midoriya passed Iida’s office, he looked in, waving goodbye as he nodded his head. Iida saw Midoriya and nodded his head as well, waving back to him before he got back to finishing off the cases on his desk.

Midoriya took a taxi to his place, not wanting to risk being followed again. When the taxi pulled up to his apartment, Midoriya asked him to wait for him and to keep the meter running. Midoriya went up to his apartment, dropping his work bag off. He locked his door again, making his way back to the taxi waiting for him in the parking lot of his apartment complex. He told the driver the address of the club as he sat back down in the backseat of the taxi. The drive wasn’t too long from his apartment but he didn’t exactly feel safe anymore just walking around. About fifteen minutes later the taxi arrived at the new club. Midoriya paid and thanked the driver, watching the taxi drive off down the street. Midoriya looked around the area, seeing other club goers walking around. He looked at his watch, seeing that it was just after nine-thirty. He was early and Iida said he might be late but Midoriya didn’t want to spend any more time than he had to at his apartment. He really needed to find a new place to live.

When he entered the club, he was surprised to see it wasn’t that packed even though the place had just opened up. The club was very spacious. There was a bar to the left of the room, seeing a few people gathered around it as they talked. There was a dance floor in the center of the big room, a crowd of maybe a hundred people dancing in the middle of the room. There were booths gathered along the back and right walls of the room, some of them taken by a couple groups of people laughing as they drank. The club was dim, the only lights being the ones that hung over the dancefloor. The lights lit up the room in an array of colors as the lights moved along the room. The color scheme of the bar seemed to be a light purple and black. The stools sitting at the bar were a lavender shade on the seat, while the booths around the main room were a slightly darker shade of purple. Or they could be the same shade, but the room had barely enough lighting to even make out the color in the first place. Midoriya sat down at the bar, ordering a beer as he watched the crowd of people. 

“Hey cutie. You here alone?” A red haired man asked as he approached Midoriya with a drink in his hand as he leaned against the bar.

“No, I’m waiting for someone actually.” Midoriya replied with a smile, trying to be polite.

“I can keep you company for a while until your friend shows up.” The man said as he let his free hand rest on Midoriya’s thigh. “You’re too cute to be left alone in a place like this.” The red haired man said with a slightly seductive smile.

“N-No thank you. I don’t exactly roll that way.” Midoriya replied as he reached for the man’s hand on his leg, nicely trying to brush it away. The red haired man let out a chuckle as he removed his hand, taking a sip of his drink.

“I figured as much. You don’t seem like the type to come to a place like this. After all, you are wearing a suit here. You do kind of stand out.” The man said as he held his drink in his hand, looking at Midoriya. Midoriya looked down realizing he didn’t even think to change clothes before coming here. He looked to the red haired man seeing that he was wearing a white, loose fitting tank top that had some crazy design printed on it. One of the straps hanging off his shoulder. He was also wearing a pair of red skinny jeans, the color matching his hair. He also had a pair of black combat boots that went up to about mid-shin, the bottom of his jeans fading into the boots. He looked around the room, seeing that everyone was pretty much dressed the same way. Loose fitting shirts and skinny jeans or bright dresses that barely covered anything.

“I guess you’re right.” Midoriya replied in a chuckle as a light blush rose over his cheeks.

“If you want, I can keep you company until your friend shows up so you don’t get hounded by anyone else trying to pick you up. Seeing as you’re wearing a suit they might think you have some money and try to swindle you.” The red haired man said with a kind smile as he sat in the free barstool to the left of Midoriya.

“Thanks. I wouldn’t mind that.” Midoriya replied with a small smile himself. “I’m Midoriya.” Midoriya replied as he reached a hand out to the man.

“Kirishima. But you can call me Kiri.” Kirishima replied as he shook his hand, Midoriya realizing how soft it was. “So are you a businessman or something?” Kirishima asked as he gestured to Midoriya’s suit.

“No, I’m a civil servant of sorts.” Midoriya replied, Kirishima raising his head up slightly as he put together what he meant by that.

“I see. Well, I guess I can take it that you aren’t on the clock, seeing as you’re drinking.” Kirishima responded as he took another sip of his drink.

“No, I’m not. I’m meeting my boss for a little after work drink.” Midoriya replied, trying to be as unsuspecting as possible with his words.

“That’s nice. It’s always good to have people you’re close to at work.” Kirishima replied. A short silence grew between them as Midoriya saw Kirishima’s smile waver slightly at that comment. 

“Can I ask you something?” Midoriya asked, breaking the silence.

“Depends on what it is.” Kirishima responded as he took another sip of his drink.

“Have you been part of this club scene long?” Midoriya asked, trying to figure out how to ask what he really wanted to.

“I guess you can say that. I’m not like you, someone who can work a decent job. I’ve been going to these clubs since I was a teenager. Like every other story you hear from people like me, home wasn’t that great. Eventually, I left and started sleeping around, making a few bucks here and there just to make it till the next day. Eventually that became my job, picking up someone who looked well off and was just morally corrupt enough to accept my advances. You’ll be shocked how many salary men will willingly sleep with a guy just for sex after a long day at work. I had a few close friends over the years who were in the same boat as me.“ Kirishima said as Midoriya watched his smile fade from his face again. “Some managed to get out and find a respectable job, others got taken in by sex trafficers or the local gangs.” Kirishima said as he finished his drink, raising his hand to the bartender, signally that he wanted to order another drink.

“Like UA, that gang that sprung up in the last year?” Midoriya asked, just loud enough so that Kirishima could hear him over the music. When Kirishima got his new drink he turned to face Midoriya.

“Word on the street is that they mainly handle the drugs in the area, also with some weapon smuggling. But I wouldn’t put it passed them if they started to branch out into sex trafficing. Aside from drugs, that’s another big selling point in this area. After all, anyone is willing to pay for sex.” Kirishima said as he smile finally returned to his face. “I mainly try to stay away from gang members, not wanting to get involved. I lost two friends to the local gangs. Hell, it might have even been UA that took them in for all I know.” Kirishima finished as he took a long drink from his glass.

“What are their names? If you want, I can try to find them. I’m trying to figure out a way to put an end to UA’s influence in the city.” Midoriya offered as Kirishima let out a chuckle.

“Easier said than done. They may have only been around for just a year but they easily became the foundation that the entire city’s underworld operates on. Whether you want to or not, sooner or later they will make you join them. That’s how they work. I’ve seen it first hand. I’ve managed to stay away from them but some of the people I knew weren’t as lucky. I don’t want to get involved with them because nothing good ever comes from it.” Kirishima said as he turned around in his seat, watching the people dancing on the dancefloor.

“I’m being serious. I only joined the agency about a month ago and I’ve had a run in with them. I’ve seen the head of the group face to face.” Kirishima turned his attention to Midoriya at that. “I want to stop them. Along the way I can help look for your friends.” Midoriya said feeling sorry Kirishima. He couldn’t be older than twenty-two. He was too young to be living like this, selling his body to anyone who was willing to pay him. From what he was saying he didn’t seem to have any friends, or family really; what a lonely life to live.

“Don’t worry about me. I made it this far without sticking my nose somewhere I shouldn’t, so I’ll be fine. I will tell you what though, give me your phone.” Kirishima said as he turned back around to Midoriya with his hand out. Midoriya raised an eyebrow but complied, handing Kirishima his phone. Kirishima took it, typing something into his phone quickly before handing it back to him. “I just gave you my number. I also sent myself a message from your phone so I had yours. I’ll keep my eyes peeled if I see anything that might help you, Mr. Detective.” Kirishima replied with a wink.

“Oh, okay. Thank you. I really appreciate it. Don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything.” Midoriya said as he looked at the contact info Kirishima entered. 

“I’ll remember that. I think it’s my time to head out. I think your boss has finally arrived.” Kirishima said as he gestured to the man with short, dark blue hair and glasses, also wearing the same clothes he was from work. “You cops need to start looking the part more if you head out to any clubs. You stick out like a sore thumb.” Kirishima said as he patted Midoriya on the shoulder with his hand. “Don’t hesitate to call me if you need to destress a bit after work.” Kirishima replied with a wink and a chuckle as he left the bar with his drink in hand, disappearing into the crowd of people on the dancefloor. Midoriya let out a chuckle as well before he raised a hand, trying to get Iida’s attention.

“Midoriya!” Iida shouted over the music as he made his way over to the bar, taking a seat next to him.

“I’m so happy that you actually came. I wasn’t sure what to do. I didn’t know who I could trust.” Midoriya started rambling before Iida placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

“Hey, take a deep breath. What happened?” Iida asked, Midoriya seeing the genuine concern on Iida’s face and worry in his eyes. Midoriya took a deep breath like Iida told him to before he pulled up his sleeves, revealing the marks on his wrists from the rope.

“UA managed to find me. Ever since I started at the agency, I’ve been getting the feeling someone has been following me. I didn’t think much of it seeing as I never found anyone following me whenever I tried to check. But two nights ago after Uraraka offered to walk me home because she had noticed that I was a little freaked out, I was attacked. Someone managed to break into my house, attacking and drugging me. When I came to, I was bound to a chair, gagged and blindfolded in some warehouse within the city. Todoroki and Bakugo were the ones who had kidnapped me. I came face to face with them. They knew my name, my family, my whole background. Where I lived, where I worked, everything.” Midoriya said, managing to take a breath between bursts of words. “They blackmailed me to work for them. Told me that if I didn't do what they told me to, they would go after my family or my friends, or me. They also told me that they did the same thing to everyone else at the agency. That they even had people from their gang working there. They told me they would know if I didn’t do what they said, which is why I left you that note. I figured if they had bugged the agency and had cameras hidden around as well that that was the only way to try and talk to you about it.” Midoriya said as he took in a deep breath after he finished talking, feeling a little winded from how fast he spoke. Iida let out a sigh as he placed his head in his hands.

“I should have known this would happen.” Iida said as he let out a disappointed sigh. Midoriya’s eyes went wide as he wondered if he made the wrong choice to trust Iida after all. “I should have known warning you about them wouldn’t stop them from getting their hands on you.” Iida said as he turned to face Midoriya who was still visibly tense. “You don’t have to worry. You can trust me. I’ve been trying desperately to figure out a way to stop them. I know that everyone at the agency has either been blackmailed or bribed by them like I was, or that they work for them. I have barely made any progress though seeing as they have ways of knowing if we’re trying to go against them. You made the right decision leaving me that note, that way they won’t know that we’re meeting.” Iida finished as Midoriya relaxed, exhaling a breath that he didn’t know that he was holding. “They didn’t do anything to you right?” Iida asked, concerned.

“No, they just knocked me out and talked to me. The only injuries I have are from the ropes that I was bound with. I searched my apartment that morning to see if they left anything or took anything but I found nothing. That’s why I left you a note yesterday. I’m so happy I made the right choice with trusting you. I figured I could because of your warning you gave me and how long you’ve been at the agency. I figured you wouldn’t be the type to let something like that stand.” Midoriya replied as he let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank goodness you aren’t hurt.” Iida replied as he placed his hand on Midoriya’s shoulder, reassuring him.

“I know you told me not to get involved, but now I am. I want to help you find a way to stop UA and bring them to justice for everything that they’ve done.” Midoriya said as he turned to face Iida with a serious look on his face.

“It’s too risky. Having just myself alone working on this is risky enough.” Iida replied as he turned away from Midoriya, looking down at a spot on the counter of the bar.

“I don’t care about the risk. It’s our job to put the bad guys behind bars. I don’t want to keep looking over my shoulder every time I leave my house. They need to be stopped. And if you won’t help me, I'll do it myself.” Midoriya declared as he looked at Iida who hadn’t looked away from the spot on the bar he was staring at. He let out a sigh as he dropped his head down momentarily before he turned to face Midoriya.

“Alright, alright. I’ll let you help but we’re doing things my way. I’ve put too much time and effort into this for it to be all for not.” Iida replied, seeing Midoriya’s face light up at his words.

“Thank you, Sir. I won’t disappoint you.” Midoriya replied.

“I hope not. For now, lets meet up here every other week to discuss things. This is the safest place to meet right now seeing as UA don’t have any influence over this place yet. It’s too risky to go back to either of our places or even work on it at the agency. Next time we meet I’ll bring what I have gathered on them so far. For now, just play along like they want you to. If you do that, they won’t have any reason to suspect you. Be careful now that they have their eyes on you. Don’t walk anywhere by yourself, take a cab so you aren’t followed wherever you go. Even if it’s to the corner store. Always try to have someone with you, but be careful who you choose to keep by your side. Uraraka should be fine, plus it would be weird if you just stopped hanging out with her, they could take that as you’re trying something. I know you don’t want to hear this but now you have to be suspicious of everyone you meet. Thankfully for both of our sakes we managed to trust the right people.” Iida said with a serious look as he spoke. Midoriya nodded, agreeing with what Iida said. “Now we should probably head back home. It’s late and we both have work tomorrow. Like I said, meet me here again at the same time in two weeks. I’ll leave first. Wait about twenty minutes before you leave, just incase someone is watching us.” Midoriya nodded.

“Understood. Be careful going home.” Midoriya stated as Iida stood up from his seat at the bar.

“That’s my line. You be careful as well Midoriya. It seems like they might have their eyes on you more than the rest of us. You should be careful for the next few weeks, considering what happened. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Iida said as he waved goodbye, weaving his way through the crowd of people as he made his way to the exit.

Midoriya took a sigh of relief as he finished his drink which had gone warm by now. He did make the right choice in trusting Iida. He was also thankful that he agreed to let him work with him. He didn’t want to have to look over his shoulder for the rest of his life, wondering if he was going to get jumped again. Iida was right too, he had to act the part to lower suspicion. He didn’t want to think what would happen to him if he got found out. Or what would happen to Iida. He didn’t like it but he had to play the part. Not wanting to continue thinking about what would happen if they got caught, he ordered another drink, enjoying the time he had to himself before he had to go back home. Maybe he should start looking for a new apartment, he thought to himself as he finished his drink, leaving the club.