It was a lazy Saturday and Cindy's eyes opened to the daylight pouring through the window. She stretched with a long yawn taking in the cool breeze. It was still sore from last night but that left her with pleasant thoughts.

She wiped the sleep dust from her eyes when a palm came over her mouth and dropped her back to bed. She was staring straight up at his cold demeaning leer she didn't want to wake up to. Her screams were muffled by the strong grip of his palm. She kicked and scratched to loosen his grip but he forced her head to the side. He ran his tongue from her collarbone to her cheek, watching her squirm with disgust. "Not pleased?" He asked coyly.

Profanities raced in her thoughts in response. She hated how he touched her and hated the fusty smell of his body. A few Polaroid photos fluttered to her face, one landed on her lap. "Who knew a solitude nerd by day could be a wild seductress by night" Dabi clenched his fist, tightening his grip on her mouth. There were only muffled screams in response.

"The bastard flaunts my arm candy as his own." He gritted his teeth. "And even to take her virginity!"

Cindy scratched his palms to catch her breath. He paced around the room, running his hand through his hair. His fingers found her laptop on the study and he flung it across the room. "Stop!" She screamed. Her only laptop erupted in blue flames.

"What's wrong with you!" She screamed with a loud shrill. His reflex pinned her wrists to the wall. "You're feisty. I love this side of you." Her forced his lips onto hers, forcing her to choke on her breath.

She pushed him away, "You're crazy!"

He had a menacing laughter. "I see, you're willing to do anything for him but you're disgusted by me." He pulled out a cigarette and lit his other end with the thumb. A plume of smoke released from his mouth when he puckered his lips in an 'O'.

"Not here! The smoke alarms will go off!" Cindy ordered.

"You're right," He smiled politely and stubbed the cigarette with his foot. She was taken aback by his polite gesture.

"Come," he said, patting his lap.

"Excuse me?" Cindy cocked a brow at him.

"Come here," he repeated gesturing his lap. "Allow me to be that gentle and caring man for you." He smiled softly. The one time he tries to break things in her room and the next he is being polite. She eyed him waiting for his next move.

"You won't ever be. There are a billion women at the club who are willing to get laid with you." She crossed her arms. Dabi sighed heavily, a firm look crossed his face.

"Come to me," he patted his lap again. He reached out for her wrist, gently pulling her closer. His touch was different – delicate, slow and kind. He sat her on his lap and moved her long blond hair over to the other shoulder.

"I'm not a dangerous guy. I just feel thoroughly misunderstood." His lips touched her bare neck.

"I just ask want to be understood" His delicate kiss and soft breath sent goose bumps all over her body. This is not the Dabi she is used to. "Please..." he said in his soft raspy voice and peppered her neck with gentle kisses.

"You don't mean it," she turned away, refusing to meet him in the eye.

"I wasn't the man I was forced to become." He whispered in her ear. She turned towards him to catch him in a lie but his expression did not change. He shoved Cindy against the pillow and removed his shirt. He straddled her while she sat up and hugged her.

"Please," he breathed in her ear and gently planted kisses along her collarbone. She refused to hug him distancing herself from his new-found personality.

"I once had a family like everyone else but they didn't love me. I was forced to move out of home." He rested his head on her shoulder.

"Is it too much to ask for, to be accepted?" His soft kisses became sloppier and the saliva trickled down to her night wear.

Cindy snaked her fingers around his chiseled body, tracing the metal rings on his back. "Toya?" she muttered. She felt a sting on her collarbone. He dug his teeth into her flesh to draw out some blood. She sharply drew her breath in pain.

He enjoyed tasting her blood even if it was ever so little. She held him closer to her heart, bearing the pain he was inflicting on her. It stung at first but the slight throbbing was something she reveled in. "I don't know much about it but I can listen, Toya."

Even though Hawks had warned her to never say that name in front of him, she felt the need to. Dabi enjoyed tasting her blood and Cindy felt the need to hold him closer. He ran his tongue over her wound. "I hate that name," he continued tasting her healing wound.

"I wish I could understand you a bit more," she felt defeated. He was pretending after all.

"Alright, that was hella boring." Dabi removedhimself from her lap. He was back to how she remembered him. "Anyways, I'll beback later tonight. And remember," he perched on her window, "Stay natural."