User blog:LastPaladin2021/Razor Hero: Judgement

'''Lemme start by saying that I hate nightly patrols. The name’s Giriko Kenzaburo, known as the hero named Judgement. It was on a nightly patrol that I met my wife, Nemuri. Well, she’s my wife in the sense that she is to me, but not to the public. '''

'''To the public, she’s the R-rated heroine who is the most eligible woman eight or nine years running. She’s confident, beautiful, and very, very fun to be around.'''

One thing the public didn’t know was that I was romantically involved with her.

'''My public reception wasn’t all that great, I was known to be a hardass. I only had a few people who appreciated what I did. I was part of the Death Row hero team. My ‘teammates’ and I were given the license to kill our opponents. I didn’t want that anymore. I didn’t want to kill. Somehow, that sense of honor resonated with many people, with me gaining the third ranked hero spot in the nation just because of that.'''

I rolled over in bed, facing my wife, who was asleep.

“Mornin’ babe,” I said, kissing her on the forehead.

'''“Mm? Giri?” She mumbled, opening her bluish purple eyes, smiling serenely. Her long raven locks were a mess, but also adorably messy. Her lips stretched into a smile.'''

'''“Yeah?” I asked, rubbing my eyes and stretching. She got serious and all-business, she hated when I left for my hero work. It was no fault of my own, but she had night shifts, and I had day shifts. We were fundamentally different from each other, she was provocative and sexy, I was a tall, muscular assassin that was practically her bodyguard. Our romance was one that beat the odds not because we were so different, but because we were out of each other’s league. At least that’s what I thought when I first met her. Just think about it, I look like I belong in a world where everyone is jagged and angular! My eyes slope down a little too much, my teeth are like a shark’s teeth, and my eyes are an almost ethereal blue. But that didn’t matter.'''

'''“Do you have to go? Seriously, you work a lot of the time. What if we have a kid?” she huffed.'''

'''“Uh…. I gotta go!” I spat, blushing.'''

'''“Giri! You better behave yourself, otherwise I’ll have to punish you…” she crooned.'''

'''“Oho! I’m quakin’ in my boots, baby.” I said, smiling.'''

She tossed a pillow at me, as I dodged it, “Ha ha!” I teased, running out of the doorway faster than light.

'''My quirk enables me to summon multiple different saw blades from my body, circular, chainsaws, hedge clippers, you name it, I got it. I started to let my blades go dull. I didn’t want my wife or our future kiddos getting hurt if I got angry or excited. Too bad my blades are automatically sharpened. I was patrolling my usual route. Which was a route that was simple and unchanged from my days as a rookie. I was striding along, listening to some music.'''

“Giri!” Kayama’s melodic voice called, as she tackled me from behind.

Her sweet smell filled my nostrils.

'''“What? Not in public, babe!” I warned. I whirled around to see her dressed in her more professional wear, her usually let down hair up in a long ponytail. She looked so serious, and that was somewhat out of character for her.'''

'''“Oh shush! It’s not like there are people around, besides, it’s lunchtime.” Kayama dismissed, smiling.'''

God, her smile was adorable.

“Let’s go somewhere, okay?” She asked.

I nodded, anything to get out of the public eye and just be together.

'''I grabbed her hand, thinking back to the days where we could do these things without thinking about reputation or status. I just wanted the days where it was just Nemuri and I just being together.'''

'''We sat at our favorite restaurant’s table, sitting across from each other. I could finally relax, I should’ve just found a better business as a topiary artist like my sister Tomoko.'''

“Being a hero is boring now… I need something to keep my blades sharp for!” I huffed.

'''“Well… we DO have a position open at UA. You should see if you could apply.” Nemuri suggested, patting my hand.'''

'''“What? Hell no! I’m one of the Death Row heroes! You can’t expect me to say, ‘Hey kids, I’m one of the very special heroes that tears apart villains!’ Believe me, I’ve heard about that Bakugou kid! He’s the last one we need to be a DR hero!” I snapped, Nemuri grabbed my cheeks.'''

'''“Listen, Giri. What else can you do? You’re a hero, but you can easily tear apart your opponents.” Nemuri sighed.'''

“I guess… I dunno.” I said.

Kayama leaned forwards, kissing me gently.

We separated, “You can be MY hero.” she muttered.

'''I held her in my arms, her soft breath making the only sound in our bedroom. I laid there, thinkin’ about what she said. I was pretty popular in this country, being the third-ranked hero in the nation makes you pretty widespread. Nemuri’s mouth twisted into a soft smile, snuggling into my embrace.'''

“If only I’d been more open to the idea of becoming a teacher, I don’t think that I’d be a good one…” I sighed aloud.

“No… you’d be perfect…” Kayama groaned.

I smiled, “You’re biased, babe.” I tutted.

She smiled, “No I’m not.” she yawned.

I smiled, nuzzling her, planting small kisses down her neck.

“Honey, not now…” She giggled.

'''“Aw c’ mon, Kay. Can’t I have a little fun with you?” I teased.'''

“Well… you’ve been a good boy…” She whispered, blushing.

“Good boys make me a little hot under the collar, you know.” She continued.

“Well… so do bad ones, doll.” I said.

“You’re not so bad…” She leaned upwards, “You were a model student, after all.”  she whispered, her breath hot against my ear.

I blushed, smiling.

Kayama started to giggle as I continued to kiss her.

'''“What? Are you jumpy or something?” I asked.'''

“Just shut up.” She crooned.

She threw the covers up over us.

“Here’s your reward, Chainsaw Boy.”

'''The next day dawned with me feeling not so good. Way worse than I normally do. Kayama was asleep next to me, my face was buried in her raven locks, breathing in her scent.'''

“I need to get up for work, you know.” She said.

“Mmrgh… no… you’re mine…” I groaned, nuzzling her bruised neck.

“You were rough with me last night, Chainy,” she commented.

“Stay…” I groaned.

“Are you acting like you’re sick just to keep me here?” She asked.

“Kay… I’m fucking serious…” I moaned.

She turned and kissed me gently on the forehead.

'''“Oh… oh my. You’re burning up! I’ll call Hizashi, he’ll-”'''

'''“No! Nonono… You have to be here!” I moaned, my eyelids drooping.'''

'''“Yeah Hizashi, it’s Giriko. No, he didn’t… look, just get over here. Aizawa and I gotta go to work. It’s Number One. Thanks, Hizashi.” Kayama said into her phone.'''

I wasn’t sick, I was overheated, which was my family’s usual sickness.

'''The symptoms were loopiness and a high fever. The remedies were usually bed-rest and plenty of cold and cool foods. Like ice cream and soda. That is the only drawback of Razor.'''

'''“Giriko, I have to go, okay? Hizashi will be here to keep an eye on you.” Kayama said.'''

“My voice is all weird… hehe…” I mumbled.

I reached for her, “Lovely… lovely angel….” I groaned.

'''She hugged me, “I’ll see if I can come back early, okay? I’ll let your agency know you’re not working today.” She said.'''

'''I held her closer, “Love… you. Babe.” I said stiffly. '''

'''She forced herself out of my grasp. Leaving the room and standing in the doorway.'''

“I love you so much, Blade-Boy.” She said, smiling.

'''Later on, Hizashi came over with plenty of soda and ice cream. He had his blond hair in his signature pompadour.'''

'''“Hey man, you okay?” he asked, it was a personal day off, three heroes slash teachers at UA watched my overheats in shifts. It would go in this order. Varying in intensity.'''

Overheat One: Hizashi

Overheat Two: Kayama

Overheat Three: Yagi 

“You brought the stuff?” I asked, like a fucking drug dealer.

“Yeah man, cola and red velvet cake ice cream, right?” He asked.

“Yesh…” I slurred.

He smirked, “So… what did you and Kayama-chan do last night?” He asked.

“We… we…” I groaned, falling asleep as Hizashi sat on the other couch.

'''“He’ll never tell a soul until two or three.” Hizashi sighed to himself. Smirking.'''

Then, it progressed to a two.

'''“I WANNA FUCKIN’ DIE! I WANNA SCREAM!” I yelled, my blades out.'''

'''“Kayama! Kayama! It progressed to a Two, I repeat, a TWO!” Hizashi yelled into his phone.'''

'''“FUCK OFF! I WANNA DIE!” I yelled as Hizashi tried his best to keep me restrained.'''

*BANG!*

'''“Giriko! Calm down!” Kayama ordered her whip in her hands.'''

“I WANNA- ohheybabe!” I mumbled.

She tackled me down to the floor, pressing her now bare chest to my face as I calmed down.

“I don't know if I’m gonna be scared… or aroused.” I commented.

She ran her hands through my steel gray hair, looking into my shining blue eyes.

“Shh… Giriko, be still.” She muttered, pressing herself against me again, her quirk activating and calming me down again, my vision got hazy.

“I… got a rock up my butt…” I mumbled, falling into dreams.

“Whew, I thought we’d be mincemeat…” Hizashi sighed as Kayama turned to him.

“What did he say when he went into Overheat Two?” She asked, total seriousness in her voice.

'''“I wanna die, and I wanna scream,” Hizashi reported. Giriko started to thrash around, mumbling and crying out.'''

'''Nemuri laid Giriko on her lap, “He always has really terrible nightmares. He wants to stop being a Death Row hero. He’s changed.” she sighed, running her fingers through his hair as he mumbled.'''

“How so?” Hizashi asked, typing something on his phone.

'''“He’s dour, apathetic, and loses focus a lot of the time. He’s a far cry from the old Giri we know. He was always so determined and driven. I wonder what happened…” Kayama shifted a little as Giriko’s eyes flew open, “No! No! Don’t touch me!” He yelled.'''

“Yes, the source of his nightmares is due to- ” Kayama explained as Giriko grabbed her.

“Don’t!” He slurred.

“We said no questions!” He continued.

“Huh?” Hizashi asked.

“Well… Giriko and I came up with a list of rules, one of them was not asking any questions.” Kayama answered as Giriko fell to his knees, falling asleep as she carried him gently to their room.

'''She just needed him to get some rest. She ran her hand through his hair as he slept.'''

‘Giriko…’ she thought.