𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 || 𝐌𝐡𝐚

19 pt. 1

Yaoyarozu hesitantly smiled. "Something like that."

Heiram hummed lightly in thought. He found it strange. Reia was housing a bunch of foreigners? Was she doing something illegal? The mere thought left just as quickly as it arrived. Most likely not. It didn't make sense anyway. Though if that was the case, then what actually was going on?

As he tried to theorize Reia's intentions, the students glanced at the other two next to him, and the two teens shrunk slightly at the gazes watching them closely. After a few moments of silence, a yellow haired boy with a black zig-zag in it spoke.

"(J.) So what's your guys' names? How old are you? The name's Kaminari Denki!"

Both John and Harriet's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Yaoyarozu translated for him. John remained quiet, turning to Harriet. The girl could only sigh and shake her head before turning to forward.

"(E.) Well, um...I'm Harriet. I'm 14, and I just started highschool." She then turned to her side. "This is John, he's a year older than me and he's a sophomore. He...doesn't really like talking to large groups. It's fine though, just as long as you're kind to him then I'm sure he'll warm up. And then the one next to him is my brother, Heiram. He's 16, I'm pretty sure, and he's a junior. We all go to the same school."

At the sound of his name, Heiram briefly glanced at his sister, then looked at the group in front. After Yaoyarozu translated for him, Kaminari's eyes lit up. He began to talk quickly despite the language barrier. As much as Harriet wanted to respond, she didn't understand what he was saying, and it seemed that some of the other 'students' in the boy's class noticed.

An ash blonde swung his hand at the back of Kaminari's head, causing the enthusiastic teen to whine. The other boy growled in annoyance, telling him something that neither of the three across from them understood.

In the front of the bus, Reia couldn't help but snicker lightly when she watched the exchange. Shaking her head, she looked to the front, watching the bus turn to the left at a green light.

"Hey, thanks for this," she started, placing a hand on James's shoulder, "I was surprised. I didn't have a plan to take the students somewhere, let alone all of them. How are you able to drive this anyway?"

As she took her hand back, James shrugged, his eyes scanning the road again. "Remember when I was studying for the BAR? I got laid off from my job?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"I still have my license from when I was a bus driver."

At the statement, Reia blinked in confusion, and her eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, you still have your CDL? Did you renew it?"

"You never know when you need it."

Reia's lips thinned, but she said nothing else.

Next to James sat Aizawa. He would occasionally look at the rearview mirror, watching his students interact with the three other teens in the back. Eyes moving away from the commotion, he turned to the man next to him, clearing his throat as he let the foreign words fall from his lips.

"(E.) Thank...you...for inviting us."

James briefly glanced at Aizawa with wide eyes before a small smile broke out on his face. "You're welcome. I take it you're trying to learn some english?"

Aizawa didn't respond, only giving a simple nod that indicated he understood what he was saying. A small 'uh' came from James's lips before he spoke again, this time in Aizawa's home language.

"(J.) I'm learning too. But it's not very good."

Aizawa's lips thinned, and he bowed as much as he could while he sat in his seat with the seatbelt over his figure. It wasn't much, but he appreciated the effort the other male was trying to put into understanding him and his students.