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“So, what’s your superpower? You do have one right?” the taller boy sneered down at the shorter one.
“I-It’s...” Yamaguchi stuttered, staring at a pebble on the ground.
“You don’t have one do you? Even though you’re a purebred?” the burly boy snickered, pushing the younger boy to the ground. “Can you guess what mine is? I’m only a halfie and I got one of the big three!” he taunted.
“S-super strength?” the smaller boy guessed.
“That’s right! I could easily crush your tiny little head and your whole body into smithereens, then throw you into the ocean! No one would be able to recognize you!”
The shorter boy started to visibly shake; his hands held protectively in front of him. His eyes were squeezed shut as he waited for the bigger boy to make a move.
“Hey, what the hell are you staring at?!”
Yamaguchi opened his eyes to see a tall blonde boy glaring at the bully in front of him. The two boys were having a glaring match which was swiftly interrupted by a scared squeak from one of the bully’s followers.
“Hey Col, I don’t think you should...”
“Should do what? Even though he’s taller, this boy got nothing on me!” the stockier boy puffed out his chest, attempting to look more intimidating.
“There’s rumors saying that anyone who goes against him gets severely injured. The last boy who-”
“I don’t care what the rumors say! If this bastard glares at me, I’m gonna glare the hell back! If he wants a fight, then damn well we’ll fight!!!” he shouted, stalking over to the taller boy. But, when he was less than halfway there, an unknown force knocked him backwards onto his butt, similar to the position Yamaguchi was currently in.
“Pathetic,” the blonde boy sneered, before turning and walking away. The bully gaped at him for a few seconds before hopping up onto his feet. He tried running after the taller boy, but he slipped and fell on his knees.
“Col!” his followers crowded around him in concern, trying to help him back on his feet.
“I don’t need your help!! What the hell is his power anyways?!” Col’s voice held a slight hint of fear in it as he swatted the helping hands away. Yamaguchi quickly took that chance to run back to class, making sure to remember to thank his savior when they next met.
~Few weeks later~
Yamaguchi had always loved people watching and with his unique power, he could easily watch people without them noticing him. But, he always felt guilty afterwards since he felt like he was invading other people’s privacy.
However, he was glad he'd been watching Col very closely for the past few weeks since he knew exactly what the boy had planned for his revenge against Tsukki. (Yamaguchi had finally mustered up enough courage to thank the taller boy and they were in the process of slowly getting better acquainted with each other.)
“So, we’re going to do it tonight?” a follower asked Col excitedly.
“Yeah. Meet back here at eight sharp, got it?”
“Yeah!” the five other boys ran off, probably to go play baseball or something. One of the boys remained behind; his arms crossed while he seemingly glared at Col.
“How much are you willing to pay me again?” he asked coldly.
“Five hundred dollars!” Col shouted proudly. Yamaguchi’s eyes widened. What are these boys doing? They’re in elementary school and they’re already making shady deals? On top of that, they’re supposed to be role models since they go to the only superhero school in the nation; how could they be acting like yakuza when-
“I’m only getting that much for taking that blonde bastard down? How about seven hundred?”
Yamaguchi’s eyes almost bugged out. So this boy is their so-called ‘secret weapon?’ He racked his brain for what power the boy could have and could only come up with one explanation.
“You’re pushing it. Don’t you want to get rid of Tsukishima since his power overlaps with yours?”
“Hey, don’t remind me. Just thinking about it makes me sick. Fine, I’ll do it for five hundred,” the boy agreed, sighing dramatically.
Shoot. No way! Yamaguchi had never heard of people having the same powers as others. It was extremely rare and usually only happened between siblings or other relatives. And the short, dark-haired boy standing with his arms crossed didn’t look anything like his blonde savior.
“You just need to distract him until I get a punch in. I’m sure I’ll only need one punch to get him down,” Col snickered.
“Sure,” the ‘secret weapon’ rolled his eyes. “Countering his telekinesis should be easy enough.”
“Yeah, I can’t wait to knock that smug smirk off his face!!!” Col yelled, punching his fist into the air.
“Suit yourself,” the other boy muttered, turning and briskly walking away. Yamaguchi continued to watch Col for a few more seconds before following after the unnamed boy. He needed to find out a little more info before he could start making his own counter-plan.
~Three hours later~
The blonde boy sighed, not bothering to take off his headphones.
“Yo, Tsukishima, ready to get your ass kicked?”
Tsukishima ignored the boy standing in his way and instead tried to walk around him.
“Oi, you better not run away!”
Tsukishima ignored him again, swiftly turning around, but he was stopped by a wall of people in front of him. His headphones were lifted off and flew through the air, landing in a smirking boy’s hand.
“Now that we’ve finally gotten your attention, let’s see who the best telekinesis user is here,” he snickered, fixing his stance. Tsukishima glared harder, looking back and forth between the boy’s smirk and his headphones. Then he shrugged, turning left and taking long strides away from them.
“Hey! We have your prized ear phones!” Col shouted. Tsukishima didn’t miss the slight confusion in his voice.
“Do you think I care?” Tsukishima stated, maintaining his brisk walk away from them. Suddenly, he was lifted up into the air and was forced to fly back towards the telekinetic boy.
“You will care after I get a fist full of that ugly smirk!!!” the stocky boy shouted. Tsukishima was set down right in front of Col and the shorter boy pulled his fist back when suddenly-
Time stopped. Everything in a ten foot vicinity of Tsukishima went immobile. The blonde boy lazily walked over to the boy who had his headphones. But, he didn’t expect anything to be in his way, so when he bumped into something solid, his concentration was momentarily deterred.
Time started again; Col’s fist met air and Tsukishima’s headphones had disappeared from the telekinetic boy’s grasp.
“What the hell?! You’re not telekinetic are you?” Col shouted, turning to find Tsukishima standing in front of their ‘secret weapon.’ “So, do you have super speed? Or shit, don’t tell me you’re a time controller?!” Tsukishima stiffened at the last one and Col’s brows knit together. “Time controller hm? Well, you won’t be able to use your power if...”
Tsukishima wasn’t listening to the boy rambling on; he was more concerned about what he'd bumped into and how the hell his headphones had disappeared. He was the controller of time, damnit! How did someone steal his headphones from him?!
While he was lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice the boy with a jeweled cuff sneak up behind him. The bracelet was swiftly locked around his wrist. He tried to use his powers to turn back time, but it was too late. By the time he pulled his arm away, he could feel his whole body sagging with weariness.
“Superheroes without superpowers are just ordinary people who can’t do anything,” Col muttered, striding over to the weakened boy. “I might need to hold back after all; we don’t want you dying or else I’ll need another excuse to go to the beach.” He cackled madly at the end, motioning for his followers to make a ring around Tsukishima.
The taller boy pulled at the metal bracelet, glancing down at the small jewel embedded in the middle. What the hell is this?! It feels like I'm-
"You ever watch Superman before?" Col snickered, taking another step forward.
Realization dawned on Tsukishima's face. I thought it was just a myth...
"That bracelet was hell to find, but my big bro isn't called the Phantom Thief for nothing!" Col exclaimed.
Tsukishima smirked. Phantom Thief? Pshh. So lame.
"What're you smirking at?!" Col yelled angrily.
Tsukishima continued to smirk, crossing his arms in front of him.
“Whatever. Oh, we've wasted enough time already! I’m sure my boys wanted a little more action, so here’s their chance!” Col shouted, nodding at his followers as if to give permission. The five of them smirked, advancing on the boy who was still bravely standing his ground.
Think Kei. How can I escape? Where’s the opening? Who looks the weakest? Tsukishima thought, sizing up his opponents. However, when he tried to lift his legs, they were held firmly to the ground. He looked up to see the telekinetic guy smirking at him and he glared back. Damn it!
“Go ahead. He’s all yours,” the dark-haired boy snickered, crossing his arms arrogantly.
Tsukishima continued to stand his ground, glaring at his attackers. His five opponents advanced, each one sporting a nearly identical smirk. He searched for openings again, frantically trying to move his arms and legs. They stayed immobile.
Shit. I’m screwed.