Genre: Angst with fluff

Plot: After finding out his boyfriend is being abused, Shihai is determined to do whatever it takes to make sure his beloved is safe. (AU where everything is the same, except the dorms don't exist)

TW: Abuse mention

I'll Help You Part 2

"I'll help you."

Fumikage stopped crying when he heard those words. "Y-You don't have to ... I'm fine. I can handle it," he said. "I don't want to cause any trouble for you."

"It's no trouble in the slightest. We're training to be heroes, right?" Shihai asked. "What kind of hero would I be if I can't even help my own boyfriend?"

Fumikage hesitated a moment. He knew he couldn't really argue with that. He hung his head in defeat.

"Tell you what, why don't you come home with me, instead? That way, he can't get to you. And we can formulate some sort of plan," Shihai suggested.

"But then I'd come home late! H-He'd use that as an excuse-" Fumikage started, growing nervous.

Shihai cut him off. "Then spend the night. Stay as long as you need. You are NOT going back there. It's not safe for you there."

"I-I can't just stay! I don't want to intrude-"

"It's fine, Fumi. My parents won't mind at all. They'd understand," Shihai said, stubbornly. Then he smiled a little and blushed. "Besides, I think they'd want to meet you. I never shut up about you. They know I'm bi, but they don't know we're dating. Although, I have a feeling they have a hunch."

Fumikage felt himself blush. They really haven't discussed meeting each other's parents before. He wasn't sure how his mom would react to them dating. Hell, he wasn't sure how his mom would react to him being pan-demisexual.

However, Shihai's parents were accepting. Hopefully, the meeting won't be so bad. He was still nervous, nonetheless. "O-Okay..." he finally said.

Shihai smiled. "Come on, then. Let's go," he said as he grabbed Fumikage's hand.

They two of them walked home, hand in hand, and chatting a little.

Eventually they got to Shihai's house - a plain looking two story building.

Fumikage gently squeezed his boyfriend's hand out of nervousness.

Shihai squeezed back assuringly and pushed the door open. He walked in only to get engulfed in a hug by what looked like an older, shorter, female version of him, only her eyes and hair were also black.

"Welcome home, sweetie!" she said, hugging him tightly.

"Mommmm!" Shihai whined, feeling like his reputation was getting blown in front of his boyfriend. "I-I can't breathe!"

Mrs. Kuroiro let go of him and chuckled. "Is it wrong for me to hug my son?"

"Did you have to choose today of all days? I brought company," Shihai said, jerking a thumb in Fumikage's direction.

"H-Hello," Fumikage nervously said. "I'm Fumikage Tokoyami."

"So you're Fumikage!" Shihai's mom said. "It's nice to finally meet you! We've heard so much about you."

"Well ... there's one small detail I left out," Shihai said, growing a little uneasy.

"Oh?" Mrs. Kuroiro asked, sensing her son's uneasiness.

"Fumi, here," Shihai said, grabbing his lover's hand. "Is my boyfriend."

Fumikage nodded. "I hope I can prove myself to be worthy of dating your son."

Mrs. Kuroiro smiled. "Well, based on what Shihai had told us, you already have my approval! My husband's might be a little harder, but don't worry. He's a reasonable man."

"Thank you for the heads up," Fumikage said.

"Anyway," Shihai said, his face growing grim. "There's a reason I brought him home. He's gonna be staying with us for a while. I know it's really sudden, but he has to."

Mrs. Kuroiro immediately got the sense something was wrong. "Why? What's going on?"

Fumikage looked down at the floor and sighed. "I-It's my ... mom's boyfriend. He's ... not exactly the friendliest of people."

Mrs. Kuroiro gasped a little in shock. "Are you okay?"

Fumikage looked up at Shihai as though asking if it was safe. Shihai nodded assuringly. Fumikage turned back to Mrs. Kuroiro. "Not really ... he beats me when given the chance. He insults me, too. It makes me feel bad about myself."

"Oh, Fumikage, I'm so sorry!" Mrs. Kuroiro said. "Stay as long as you need! Do you have any injuries that need to be treated?"

"No, ma'am. I treat them myself."

Shihai couldn't tell if it was he was telling the truth, or trying to keep the cuts on his wrists a secret. Probably both.

Suddenly, Fumikage's eyes widened with realization. "All my stuff is at home! I should at least go back to get it!"

"What about that asshat?" Shihai asked.

"Language," Mrs. Kuroiro scolded.

"I'll just sneak into my room. He'll never know I was there. As for my mom ... I'll just text her later. Let her know where I am," Fumikage said.

"I'm coming with you. Make sure you stay safe," Shihai immediately said.

"Shihai, are you sure?!" Mrs. Kuroiro asked, concerned about their safety.

"No! I don't want to risk you coming!" Fumikage said, sternly.

"And I'm not letting you go back there alone. Not when you could get attacked at a moment's notice," Shihai said, just as stubbornly.

Fumikage hesitated a moment. "Fine. Just ... if he shows up, get out."

"No promises."

Mrs. Kuroiro sighed. "Tell me what the plan is."

"I'm just gonna sneak in through the window and pack my back with clothes and grab a sleeping bag. I'll also grab some bathroom utensils," Fumikage explained. "Then I'm gonna get out of there."

"Sleeping bag won't be necessary. You can share my bed with me," Shihai offered.

"R-Really?" Fumikage asked, starting to blush.

Shihai felt himself blush, too. "Y-Yeah."

"I'm fine with you two sharing a bed, so long as you don't do anything dirty," Mrs. Kuroiro said, half-jokingly.

"M-Mom!" Shihai stuttered, turning a brighter shade of red. "W-We're not ready for any of that!"

Fumikage's feathers fluffed up and his cheeks took on a pink hue.

Mrs. Kuroiro chuckled at the boys' flustered reactions.

At that moment a tall stoic looking man with wispy white hair and gray eyes walked in. "What's going on?" he asked, barely showing any form of emotion.

"D-Dad," Shihai stuttered.

"Dad"?! Fumikage nervously repeated in his head

Shihai slung an arm around Fumikage. "Dad, this is Fumikage. He's gonna be staying with us for a while. He's ... dealing with some family drama at the moment."

Mr. Kuroiro's eyes widened a little and he turned to Fumikage. "Are you all right?"

"Um ... I've been better ..." Fumikage quietly said, looking at the floor.

"I really need to help him, Dad. Because ... well ..." Shihai started struggling to form the words. He took a deep breath to calm himself, feeling unsure about how his dad was going to react. "I love him and I want nothing more than for him to be safe."

"You have raised a good man, Mr. and Mrs. Kuroiro. I can not thank him enough for helping me get through this," Fumikage said.

"Hm. You picked a good one, Shihai," Mr. Kuroiro said with a light smirk.

The two boys immediately blushed.

"U-Um ... we should probably get going," Fumikage said.

"Ah, yes. We should hurry," Shihai agreed. "We'll be right back."

"Be careful, boys," Mrs. Kuroiro said, worriedly.

"We will," Shihai promised.

This was originally gonna be the final part, but you know what? Nah! There's gonna be a part 3!