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The girls slipped into their bed sheets, (y/n) sleeping on the floor in a yellow/orange futon as Hana slept in the comfort of her own bed. Toya slept at Tenko's room just like (y/n).
It was a little silent between the two girls. It was expected that they'd have some sort of late night conversation between the two, but after reading Hana's diary (y/n) didn't know how to interact with the girl anymore. She was scared she would get her in trouble once she left.
(y/n) twisted and turned around in her futon. "Hm? You're going to sleep right away, it's only 12." Hana looked down from her bed as she read fan fiction from her phone. "I uhh... I just like to sleep ya know... staying awake is overrated." (y/n) proceeded to cover her face with the thick blanket, almost looking like she was attempting to hide herself.
It wasn't easy to just fall right asleep then and there. That damned diary just kept staring at her in the face, those words mocking her. She attempted to compare Kotaro, Hana and Tenko's father, to Enji/Endeavor the No.2 hero in Japan. Regardless of who's worse, both of their trauma are valid.
She imagined how their abusive household would have played out. She witnessed Toya's first hand, and by the words written so harsh yet delicately it was almost like she was also in the situation herself.
"(Y/n)." Hana sternly said. The girl popped out of her futon, making eye contact with her friend. How long did she even think for? "Y-yes, Hana..?" Hana shut her phone and placed it on her night stand. "What were you doing in my room? You know, while you were 'talking to your father'" Hana made air quotes. "Hana, what are you talking about." Ever mentioned that (y/n) was a terrible liar? Her voice cracked as she had a shaky smile.
"I said, what did you do in my room while I was gone?" (y/n) gripped the futon tightly, her shaky smile turning into a scared frown. She averted her eyes away from her friend, glancing around the room to maybe just come up with a lie, or somehow just get out of the situation as if it never happened.
"Judging by your expression, you did do something you shouldn't have."
"You're sounding a lot like my mom, Hana." (y/n) attempted to probably get a laugh out of her friend, knowing nothing would obviously happen. There was no point in dragging this out. Hana's eyes narrowed, she didn't seem pleased with how this went. (y/n) sighed, "What... what do you think I did?"
"I want to hear it straight from your mouth (y/n)."
"Promise me you won't get mad then..." Hana nodded.
Tugging the futon closer and tighter she took a deep breath. "I uhh... may have read a few pages of... your diary. N-nothing much." (y/n) peeked at Hana from the corner of her (e/c) eyes expecting a reaction filled with anger, but that wasn't the case. She had a sad smile instead. "So... you saw it huh."
"'It' being?" (y/n) still attempted to drag this out by playing stupid, regardless she knew this wouldn't work. "Your father, right?" Hana's eyes began to water, but was it happiness or sorrow? (y/n) almost jumped out of her futon, but had the hesitation as to not make any noise.
"I just... had no idea how to tell you." Her eyes widened. "Because I just got so... so scared~" (y/n) hopped on the bed. "Quiet Hana... it's not your fault." She acted as though she was heavily experienced. "You don't have to tell me everything, the entries were enough. Just... breathe, calm down."
"I really, really wanted to tell you, someone, anyone but-"
"You thought no one may believe you, right?"
Hana's eyes widened this time. "How did you..?"
"You're my friend, and you know out of almost anyone I can read you like a book." She chuckled, hugging Hana tightly to comfort her even more. "I know what I did wasn't right, that was personal but... you just acted so strange around your parents and, especially the moment we just set foot here... I kind of felt disgusted for having the thought of someone in your family hurting you like that, but the fact that it's true... it's scary."
"I'm just... so glad someone other than my family knows." Hana hugged tighter.
"I have a question actually." (y/n) pulled away from the embrace. Hana nodded, "Why does, your father hate heroes so much? It's weird because, you are an aspiring hero right this moment. Didn't he try and convince you to not become one?"
Hana tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear, chuckling at the question. "Ya know... he actually did. At first he yelled at Tenko and me so much. We told him around the begging of our last year of middle school, but we had planned to become a hero ever since we were toddlers. He yelled, so much... he would even resort to physical violence time to time or not even talk to us at times. It got to the point where I would begin to hurt myself physically just so I could forget about the mental pain he caused me."
(y/n) gasped, "Hana you don't mean..." Her voice cracked. "Yes... I used to cut myself. But thankfully I managed to stop. A scar or two is still left behind though..." (y/n) was speechless. What's even worse is that they were friends at the time, and she didn't know anything. She knew nothing.
"My dad would never hurt me physically minus the times where I was a child and I learned my lesson pretty fast, unlike Tenko. He'd never shut up about All Might, I'd even get a head ache from just him talking about that man so much. Eventually he got desperate and began begging when the year began to come to an end... and eventually we got accepted into U.A. Us failing was probably his last resort, but he couldn't sabotage the exam. I feel like he would though if he had the chance and power."
"But... while you were in U.A..?"
"Yeah... it continued. But not as frequent. He didn't talk to us for the first two weeks, but we finally met in person for the first time so that made it much more bearable. He would take out most of his anger out on Tenko though. Especially when our internships came."
A tall male with black hair raised his hand, delivering a smack to his only son. "First the sports festival and then this!?" He yelled at his son. "You're school is going too far. I'm not allowing you to do actual hero work right now."
Hana remembered those words all the way from back when. "I still don't know why he hates heroes so much, my mom keeps telling us that he just 'knows' and doesn't do shit." Hana's foul mouth was indeed disrespectful, but who wouldn't resent someone who doesn't try and help you when you are in need of help right then and there when they are just watching. Hana didn't hate her parents, but when no one didn't do anything when something happened it aggravated her but also sad. The girl began to shed a few tears.
"He got so mad at him before out internships. He would constantly compare Tenko to me when his grades were just so low. I didn't even hear a congratulations from him once we came back from school after the sports festival. I bet he didn't even watch it." More tears fell down on from Hana's cheeks landing on the sheets of her bed. "I just... (y/n) I feel like he'll disown me and Tenko the moment we become pro. I keep telling Tenko that he's changing but I have no idea what he's thinking. My grandparents and mom just watch, when they clearly had the chance to save us many years ago but the two of us had... we had to deal with this abuse for so long, it's scaring me!"
Hana received another hug from her friend. "Hana... I understand why you are like this. I understand why you are scared. That's normal..." she cupped Hana's tear soaked cheeks. "I know you may not like him... but if he really hated you and Tenko so much right now for being heroes, then I'm pretty sure he would have resorted to much worse things the moment you told him you wanted to be a hero."
"But... I've never gotten an ounce of support from him. Neither me nor Tenko. I want him to know that Tenko is trying his best to fix his grades, I want him to know that I want to become a hero and save people. But he keeps saying that heroes leave their families behind in order to save a bunch of strangers... What the hell does that even mean!? Why would I leave them behind!?"
"I'm pretty sure that last part... is a personal matter of his." Hana perked. "I have no right to question your dad about why he thinks that. But it sounds too personal, don't cha think?" Hana was the one at loss of words now. Personal? How?
"I won't tell anyone about this. You can tell Tenko that I know, if you want or keep it a thing between you and me. But just know... I'm here for you, just like how you were there for me." (y/n) smiled, cherishing the moments they had before and after they had met face to face.
No one knew each other and no one said a word. But after a few minutes loud thump was heard on the door. "Hell, NO! I am not getting close to you unless you use chap-stick or something, ANYTHING!" Someone yelled. It sounded like a female.
The awkward first day of U.A.
Hana sat next to her friend, "Are you really okay... (y/n)?" She put her hand on the injured girls' shoulder.
Biting her lip, (y/n) tensed up and eyes watered. "No... No, I'm not okay Hana." The twins watched their friend rant. "I thought I could win... I really did, but in the end the same thing happened. I lost, I couldn't do it just like everyone told me." She whipped her eyes but more tears forced it's why through. "I lost to Todoroki once and I did again. If this keeps up..." Her voice cracked a bit, "Will I manage to be a hero?" She finally looked at her friends. Eyes still pouring and lips sealed yet twitching.
Hana embraced her friend. Expecting a "Work harder if you want this." Or a "Then just chose a different career." (y/n) got a, "You did great out there, I know you can do it next year." Hana pulled away, "You got in the fricken top three. So what's there to be sad about?"
The sports festival...
And of course, right now. I could never ask for a better friend... Hana began sobbing uncontrollably. She tried her best to not make any noise, and thankfully no one really did hear the cries of a teenage girl... a teenage girl just wanting the validation and love from her father.
Someone did hear this though. It may have been slightly muffled for him, because of the glass door that separated him and his daughter as his was smoking late at night...
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Tenko and Toya refused to get some shut eye. Not even for a minute, a second, they refused to get some sleep... what was it, two in the morning now?
"Todoroki?"
"Yes..?"
"Can we just talk about shit that'll get our minds off of... you know what?" Tenko referred to Euphoria, the wretched show they watched a few hours ago. "Like what?" Toya asked.
An awkward silence took over the two. "Todoroki?" Tenko grabbed his attention once more. "Yes?" Toya wondered. "Can I call you by first name basis?" Toya immediately agreed. "Only if I can call you by yours?"
"Deal."
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Morning eventually came. Saturday mornings were such a delight, especially in the Shimura household. The sun shone bright, the birds chirped, Kotaro was at work, and the four teens were down stairs at the kitchen eating pancakes made by Nao. It was around ten in the morning. "It's been so long since I didn't get to cook my own food." (y/n) happily ate the pancakes.
"Hm? Oh that's right, you live alone, correct?" (y/n) nodded to Nao's question. "I cook terrible though, and these pancakes are so fluffy. Hana, can you send me your mom's recipe?" Hana nodded, as she filled her mouth with said pancakes.
The recipe was sent, and (y/n) continued to look through her phone. She scrolled and scrolled and scrolled... until something caught her eye. "Eh..?"
"Hana, she saw something that made her stop eating. Something bad is happening." Tenko joked. "OH MY GOD THE BEST JEANIST FUNKO POP IS COMING OUT EARLY!?" The girl shrieked. "To this day I will never understand why you'll just bother buying merchandise of heroes." Toya butted in. "Todoroki, this isn't your dad it's Best Jeanist!"
"That... doesn't make a difference?"
"Listen. It's coming out today and only at this specific store okay? And I need it."
"(L/n) you already have like six Best Jeanist figurines, you sent photos of him." Toya swalloed.
"I only have six figurines, Todoroki. So anyways. The Funko Pop is coming in about two hours, who wants to come with me!?" (y/n) asked, as Hana and Tenko hid under the table. "You claimed to get into fights, I'm not dealing with that! You're a nightmare as it is." Tenko yelled. "What!? I've never gotten into a fight, Tenko... minus that one time where this girl pulled my hair for that one pretty Gojo figurine so I fought back BUT IT WAS SELF DEFENSE I SAY!"
"I'll go with you." Toya decided to give (y/n) a chance. "Wait really? I thought you said you didn't understand."
"Mine as well see what all the fuss is about."
"Your loss Toya." Tenko sat back on his chair followed by Hana still chewing on her breakfast.
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Toya and (y/n) stood in front of the large building going by the name; Animate. "Ah- How do you sell so much anime merch!?" Toya awed at the size of the building and what it may contain. "You've never been to a place like this?"
"No. But I just- huh? How can you sell so much anime merchandise?"
"Don't question the fandom Todoroki. Anyways let's head in."
The sleepover came to an end. The No.2 hero already wanted his son to arrive home as early as possible, so it was best if he took his leave after breakfast. Never the less he had fun.
(y/n) entered the building followed by Toya who stood behind her, eyeing the place. It seemed normal at first glance, but pay attention just a bit closer and there were a hand full of... strange posters? Toya felt slightly uncomfortable at the sight. He's never been to a place like this. "W-we're looking for a Best Jeanist figurine right?" He asked.
"Mhm. It says limited edition, and also keep in mind it's a Funko Pop, so you'll find it fast."
"A... Funko Pop?" Toya didn't get anything. (y/n) took out her phone giving a few examples of how Funko Pop's looked like. "I have one of your father too. Funko Pops of pro heroes are just so rare for some reason. Oh my god... I wonder if we'll have our own Funko Pop's once we go pro, or figurines in general!" As inexperienced he was, Toya liked the sound of a figurine of himself. Dabi, limited edition pro hero figurine, it sounded very cool.
Taking twists and turns, ups and downs between floors and shelves these two just had zero luck... "(L/n) we've been here for an hour already, let's just-!"
"No... I want it! I've been waiting for this Best Jeanist figurine since forever! Oh, this Gojo figure looks pretty cool." (y/n) decided to buy that one. "You're getting distracted (l/n)! Now I see what Tenko meant by 'nightmare'"
"Shut up. I may have a violent tendency to get what I want, when I want it. BUT I'm willing to negotiate ya know."
"Well can ya negotiate to being faster? My legs are killing me, there's no way figurine shopping takes this long." Toya continued to complain about the current situation.
"Alright, alright I'll be faster." (y/n) said, agreeing with the newbies terms.
She looked around a bit more, eventually spotting the new Best Jeanist figurine high on a built-in-shelf-wall. "Hey! I found it." She called Toya.
"Oh my, there's no way..." A very unfamiliar voice with very unfamiliar words spoke, drawing the attention to the two teens. "(Y/n)... I didn't expect to see you here. You're still not over this?" The words were very unfamiliar to Toya indeed, but for the girl she understood everything and by the way this person said (y/n)'s name, she knew who it exactly was.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me." (y/n) spoke in her native language. Toya tilted his head to the side, he merely understood what she said but, what happened?
"I see you're still in your childish anime phase huh?" The girl, who possessed purple and cyan strands of wavy hair, and judging by her outfit she looked very rich. More so a brat. "That's rich coming from someone who's standing inside a 'childish' building, Violet. I should be asking, why the hell is your ass here... in Japan to begin with?" (y/n) continued to speak her native language with the girl.
"Hey uhh... what's going on? The hell is this?" Toya asked (y/n) whispering. "She's just some dumbass in my middle school and first year of high school. Rich as hell, snobby, and bullied the shit out of a bunch of students, just ignore her." (y/n) managed to switch between languages efficiently. Well ignoring her will be easy... Toya thought.
"Eh... my parents had a business trip so they dragged me along." Violet casually said, opening her phone to check the time.
"..."
"Why are you here, in Animate to begin with?" (y/n) gritted her teeth. "Hey man, calm down." Despite hardly understanding the conversation that went on, Toya could feel (y/n)'s angry aura.
"Ugh, nosy as ever. I'm looking something for Kayden. Remember him? He's also into this stuff. He's my boyfriend."
(Y/n), despite not being too close with the boy in question, knew who Violet was talking about. Kayden and (y/n) were in the anime club. She began to laugh out loud. "You!? Dating Kayden?! The boy you ostracized and bullied for being fat and ugly, in your eyes? Yeah no, I don't believe a word. I call bullshit, no way would he date you snobby ass."
"He lost weight and we worked in the same part time job, so I got to know him. We're dating now, got a problem? Seems like you have your own boyfriend anyways." Violet pointed to Toya with a displeased face. As if Toya wasn't good looking in her eyes. "No, he's not my-!" (y/n) stopped herself from finishing her sentence. "Yeeeees... yes he's my boyfriend."
"Eh-?" Toya looked at his friend. He at least understood that part. "Play along." (y/n) switched languages once more. She hugged the boys' arm, "We've been together for a long while now."
"Could have scored better, but whatever you just have shit taste."
"What the hell did this girl call me!?" Toya got angry. "Shh, I got this." (y/n) calmed her 'boyfriend' down.
She narrowed her eyes. "Uhu, yeah, Todoroki Toya could you get that figurine?" (y/n) said in English, just enough for the boy to understand. Violet's eyes widened as she perked up from her cellphone.
"Todoroki- you mean the number two-?"
"Did I stutter? D-d-d-did, did I stutter?" She sassed. "Don't mock anyone I'm associated with just because how they look like. He's Endeavor's eldest son. Know your place." Oh if only she knew Endeavor was a piece of shit... (y/n) was having fun, messing with her middle school (and also others') bully.
Violet rolled her eyes. "Whatever, I'm getting Kayden's Best Jeanist Funko Pop and leaving."
"Mhm." (Y/n) crossed her arms and awaited for Toya's arrived with the Funko Pop in hand. "Wait did you say Best Jeanist... Funko Pop?" Violet nodded... Switching back languages "Todoroki, quick!"
"Huh?" He yelled back. "Shit... she's after the same thiiiing!" Violet couldn't help but watch the conversation of the two. However, as soon as Toya grabbed the Funko Pop, Violet's cyan eyes grabbed ahold of what she wanted as well. "Wait-! I need that!"
Toya came down the long latter, and handed the figure to his current fake girlfriend. She flipped Violet off, and dashed downstairs. "(Y/N)!!!!" She ran after the girl. "Get back here you thief!"
"Finders keepers, bitch!" Toya and (y/n) ran down another flight of stairs, giggling on the way. This felt very nice.
The two finally made it to the last floor, where the register stood. They were dashing towards the cash register to buy the item before Violet could somehow snatch it from (y/n)'s hands and buy it herself. "WAIT!" (y/n) yelled and stopped. "Whaaat?" Toya complained, once more.
There was a shelf with a few doujinshi, (Specifically R18) and she wanted one. "We're trying to run away from you annoying ass middle school bully, stop looking at porn between two male fictional characters (l/n)!"
"Found it. I'm getting this."
"GET BACK HERE BEFORE I TEAR YOU TO PIECES (Y/N)!!" Violet's unholy screams in words many Japanese could not understand was heard from the stairs. Toya grabbed (y/n)'s wrist and dashed to the cash register.
"Hi yes, we would like to buy these three items, please. It's for her."
"(Y/n)!" Violet made it to the first floor finally seeing (y/n)'s (h/c) hair... and it was done. She had just bought a Best Jeanist Funko Pop (only sold in Japan), a Gojo figurine that wasn't released in the US yet, and a doujinshi. Violet had the face of defeat, as (y/n) looked smug. "I win." Violet could almost yell her lungs out for losing to such a 'pest' in her eyes. Angrily, she stomps out of Animate.
"Did that feel good?" Toya asked.
"Well let's see. She thinks I'm dating the number two heroes' oldest son, I just bought a figurine she wanted so badly, AND she couldn't beat me to the cashier. That felt REAL nice." Toya smirked. "Time to go home then?" Toya and (y/n) began to walk out the store as well. "Show me your collection by the way. I gotta see it in person."
"You'd be shocked to see how big it is. I've got three huge shelves and they are all filled with manga" (y/n) replied.
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Stepping out of the store, (y/n) saw Violet next to a car. From what she could recall, it was her parents' car. Big and black, she went home in luxury while (y/n) walked back home during her middle school days.
"Sorry I couldn't... get you that figurine babe. I know you really wanted it..."
(y/n) couldn't help but wonder what was going on with her. Her hair covered her face, but it seemed like Violet was on the phone. "(y/n)... you good?" Toya asked. "Uhh... yeah. Hold on a second." She replied back, wanting to listen to the conversation from afar. Obviously she couldn't hear what the person on the other line was saying, "I know but... you just really wanted this, a-and I had the chance but now I don't... I'm sorry."
Tears could be seen landing on the concrete. Was she really crying? "Mhm... bye. I'll call you once I get back to the hotel."
(y/n) felt a bit bad... She did rightfully own the object but she had the opportunity to buy this again. But she waited so long for this, she could never give this away. The girl began walking towards Violet and as she boarded her expensive looking car. "Hey." (y/n) shouted.
Violet scoffed. "What do you want?" She glared at (y/n).
(Y/n) reached in the bag to take out the Gojo Satoru figurine. "I know for a fact Kayden likes this show, and this guy too. He's not sold in America yet, he won't come out for another year. So give this to him, he'll like it."
Violet was in shock and awe. She expected the girl to rub her victory in her face. "Why are you giving me this?" She said with left over tears. "I wasn't close with Kayden, but everyone in the anime club knew how much he loved this show. Unfortunately, he didn't have the money to buy a figurine at all, or anything, just a few manga volumes and key chains. You'll make him happy with this. Knowing he's one of the first in America to own this figurine... besides I can get this one whenever I want. So take it."
Violet wiped her eyes, and took the neatly packaged Gojo Satoru figurine. "T-thanks... I guess." (y/n) smiled. "Tell Kayden I said hi." And waved goodbye walking back to Toya as Violet's car drove off.
"You gave her the figurine?" Toya asked, shocked that she would do such a kind thing, as to giving her favorite character so some girl who bullied her.
"It's what heroes do?" (Y/n) cheekily smiled and shrugged. Toya laughed. "Pffft! Haha, look at you being one. Can't even talk to kids and yet you do this?"
"Hey, I can be kind!"
The two began walking back home...
"So like, ya wanna continue fake dating?" (y/n) asked.
"Absolutely not... I'm breaking up with you." The red head replied.
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We'll be reaching 80K words next week. Ya'll ain't stoppin me. Should the Omake come first or chapter twenty-two? I really wanna make the Omake first but I gotta give the people what they want, sooooooo tell me what cha'll want.