Ryoko was in bed writing when her boyfriend came home. She was in one of his white t shirts, smiling wide at him as he walks in.
"How'd it go?" She asks, closing her journal and putting it on the bedside table with her pen. "Is all of class 1A staying together?" Ryoko sits back up in bed.
"They are. All twenty students were given permission by their parents to stay in the dorms." Toshinori speaks as his hand comes up to undo the few buttons that were done. He turns to Ryoko, looking at her as her hands come up to give a few silent claps.
"Yay," She says as she smiles, watching him change. He didn't ask for help nor did she offer it to him. He knew she was there if he needed her help.
She stretches, yawning as she does. "But at least now your day is over and you can come to bed." He glances over at her and she grins.
He pauses for a moment before he starts to smile. "New music?"
"New music." She laughs. Ryoko always had a certain giddiness about her when she was working and creating new music. Toshinori had learned it over the years.
But just in the way he had learned her, Ryoko knew something was bothering him just from the way he climbed into bed. She shifted, turning her body towards him as he laid down. He had removed the sling his arm was in so he could sleep more comfortably. She watched as he laid himself down on his back.
His eyes turned to her and she held his gaze for a moment. "Gimme the tea, dude." Toshinori didn't bat an eye at his girlfriend's choice of words. He merely shifted his gaze to stare up at the ceiling, his hand shifting to lay on what abs he had retained in his true form.
"I look like this now," His voice is quiet, just above a whisper in their darkened room.
"And?" Ryoko speaks as if it's nothing. She merely shifts, grabbing a rogue hair that tickled her neck and tossing it over the edge of the bed before she turns back. "We can get you clothes that fit you better if that's what you mean-"
"No, Ryo," She had started to lay down but him calling her name brought her attention back to him. He pauses, swallowing the lump in his throat before he continues speaking. "It was hard enough when I looked the way I did." Her face contorts in confusion as he pauses again. "People saying that we didn't look right together-"
"And?" She cuts him off, and he can tell that she's angered. Not at him, but at whoever would dare to make those comments. She shifts, leaning her back against the headboard. "Every jock needs their goth." He glances over at her and she turns back to him. She smiles and leans over towards him slightly.
By the way, by your side I'll stay. If that's okay, then by your side I'll stay forever. Here I'm standing up, because I want to fall in love with you.
The two exchange smiles and she sits back up slightly, back going back against the headboard. "I only wrote that like three years ago." Her grin changes to a small smile. "I didn't know how badly I wanted to be with you until," She pauses and starts to laugh, a hand coming up to rub her forehead. "You came home from patrol one night and it had been pouring rain." She laughs again. "You came in soaked to the bone. So we got you dry and changed and," She turns to him, pointing at him. "That was the night we tried to make vegan dumplings and about set the house on fire." This causes Toshinori to laugh with Ryoko. "And we danced to 500 Miles in the kitchen in our underwear."
"That's probably why the kitchen almost caught on fire."
Ryoko laughs, "Yeah but that's when I knew." Their laughter ceases and Toshinori continues to look into his girlfriend's eyes. "Because any man that would make vegan dumplings with me at an ungodly hour of the night while dancing and singing in our underwear was a man I wanted in my life." She pauses. "Forever."
Toshinori gives her a small smile before he looks away. Ryoko could see he was feeling guilty, so she grabs the covers and looks him in the eye. "You're stuck with me, slut!" She calls before she yanks the covers up and over their head as she lays down, Toshinori laughing. Ryoko laughs with him as she rolls onto her side, cuddling against him.
All Might arrived at Gym Gamma, the Training Dining Land, waving to the other teachers as he entered the building. He was supposed to be resting, the school giving him a few days to recuperate. But it was the day the students were working on creating their ultimate moves and the day his girlfriend went back to work with Endeavor. He couldn't sit at home any longer, there was only so much he could get done at home - the spot of hair dye was not coming up off the floor no matter how hard he tried. So, he made his way to the school.
Aizawa turns to the retired hero. "I invited Ryoko her to help with the ultimate moves today since she expressed interest. But she's still not here. Have you heard from her?"
All Might grins, immediately moving to pull his phone out of his pocket. "I don't think she's going to make it in, unfortunately," As he speaks, he pulls up a news articles to show Aizawa, Midnight leaning over to see and read it as well.
The article's headline read "Singer Ryoko in the Field! Watch out Villains!" The picture they had chosen was of her running, grinning as she did, her red hair whipping around her. The article went on to talk about how Ryoko was in the field more, aiding not only Endeavor's Hero Agency, but taking on more individual calls as was needed. With All Might's retirement, villains were beginning to come out of the shadows and the amount of crimes was beginning to increase. The particular picture on the article was from a call she, alone, went to that morning. She ran out the door of their house faster that morning because of the call, a robbery in process.
Both Aizawa and Midnight looked shocked at the article, All Might merely grinning at them as he put his phone away. He was proud. He knew that Ryoko didn't like being in the spotlight or even doing hero work. But he also knew that she had all the makings of a great hero. She had a heart of gold, one of the many reasons he was attracted to her. He knew Ryo wanted her music to be her primary job and he respected that one hundred percent. But he couldn't help feeling giddy over her increase in hero work.
"She did text and say she was going to be late," Midnight says, pointed at Aizawa as he turns back to the students.
Aizawa gave no reaction, merely saying, "She better be here tomorrow."
All Might merely smiled, beginning to head around the room to talk and give advice to the students. He gave them some words of wisdom before he made his way out the door. He had a lunch date to meet.
He arrived at the restaurant, sitting down in a booth and waiting on his girlfriend. He, just like Aizawa, had received a 'I'm going to be late' text. He didn't mind. Lord knew how many times he had sent that exact text to Ryoko.
The chime to the restaurant's door went off and within seconds, Ryoko was in the seat across from him. Toshinori looked up to see Ryoko, chin resting on her fist with her elbow on the table. She was grinning.
"Hey handsome," She says, eyebrows raising as she does. Toshinori smiles at her, Ryoko relaxing and crossing her arms, still resting them on the table. "Hella sorry about being late, babe,"
"I heard you were going to help the students with their ultimate moves today." He closes his menu to look at his girlfriend.
She looks to the side. "Yeaaaaaaah, I was totally going to be there today," Her eyes turn to the man across the table. "But the phone's won't stop ringing."
Toshinori nods. He knew those days well. His eyes though, drift out the window. He watched as someone grabbed a lady's bag, running off with it. Ryoko turns, following his eyes. She sees it happens and hesitates before she turns to face forward, head moving to look down at the menu on their table.
"Someone else can have that one. I'm on my lunch break." As soon as she finishes her sentence, the watch on her left wrist goes off. Toshinori watches as she looks at it, visibly deflating before sadden eyes look up at him.
"Go." He says with a smile, Ryoko instantly starting to apologize, scooting out of the booth.
She leans over, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Walking out, she points at him, calling over her shoulder, "I'm making it up to you later!" Toshinori watches out the window as Ryoko takes off running, a smile on his face as she does.
It was the next day and All Might snuck his way back into the gym. The students were working diligently, so much so that All Might was almost crushed by a falling piece of cement. He was saved, thankfully, by his successor, Midoriya. The retired hero was proud of him, seeing how far he had come from when he first met him.
He was distracted by a blur of red and black running passed him. He turned slightly, seeing Ryoko in front of Aizawa. She looked slightly disheveled.
"I'm late but I'm here!" She had just appeared before the teacher before she starts walking back out of the gym. "Gonna change then I'll be back!" She turns, walking by him quickly, though not without winking and grinning at him. He received a pat on the butt before she disappeared.
Midoriya, Kirishima, and Kaminari turned to their two teachers. "Ryoko is going to be here with us today?"
"Yes," Aizawa says before he turns his attention to Midnight. "Let's get everyone rounded up down here." Midnight nods before the two walk off, getting all of the students to the front of the gym. As they all gathered together, Ryoko walked in, walking by them to stand in front of them.
The students turned and Midoriya, personally, was taken aback. There Ryoko stood with her hair slicked back in a ponytail, in tennis shoes and leggings and a sports bra. The sports bra read "Training To Beat All Might" with the hero flexing on it. Midoriya could remember her having a shirt with the same wording on it. She's looking at her watch as she speaks, "Evening, kids!" The students say hello to her.
Ryoko drops her arm, grinning at the kids as she puts her hands on her hips. "Ultimate moves, huh?" A few nod. "Let's talk about it."
With her words, she turns and begins to climb up the side of one of the large pillars Cementoss had created. Many students were surprised as she scaled the side using only her hands and feet. Midoriya was especially surprised after seeing her fight with All For One on the news. It looked like she had been beaten up pretty badly. Once at the top, she turns to face the students again, still grinning.
"We all know what ultimate moves are right?" The students begin to nod. "I don't have to talk about it? Cool." She looks off to the side, doing a little dance, moving her shoulders before she looks back down at the students. "So I'm just going to give you examples then." She extends a hand, looking directly at Todoroki. "Sho,"
The boy says nothing as he extends his left arm, flames beginning to burn on his arm. Almost as soon as they were ignited, they're travelling through the air to Ryoko. Once they reach her extended arm, they shift and twist into a Phoenix to sit on her right shoulder. "Now," she begins, hands coming up, motioning as she speaks. "Real quick, for those that don't know, my quirk is firebending." She shrugs.
"If you all watched the news when the Kamino Ward fight was happening, then you saw my quirk and my ultimate move." Ryoko gestures to herself, smirking as she does. "I personally don't say the name of my ultimate move because I find that stupid and a waste of my time." She gestures to the students. "But that's just me. You guys can go ahead and pull an All Might and have a bajillion and three ultimate moves and shout out every single one of them." A few students laugh.
"So since I find names dumb, I'm not going to talk to you guys about that. I'll leave that up to one of your teachers." Ryoko moves her shoulder, the Phoenix taking flight with the movement. It flew down and over the students' heads, some going so far as to duck when it came near, even though it didn't aim to hit anyone. "Two of you saw my quirk during your exams." Midoriya looks at Ryoko right when she shoots him a wink. "In an actual fight, my Phoenix would actually try to hit you guys. Most of the time it doesn't, it's just a scare tactic." The Phoenix flew back to Ryoko, circling around her head as her hand extended to gesture to All Might. "Babe, can I borrow you?"
He nods and takes a few steps forward. Once he's stationary, Ryoko moves her shoulder again, the Phoenix flying down. It flies to All Might, spreading its wings out over his head before it plummets down, engulfing All Might in flames.
The students begin to panic and Ryoko rolls her eyes. "The flames aren't going to burn him unless I want to." She snaps her fingers, the flames pulling up from All Might, twirling through the air and up to Ryoko. The flames changed back into the Phoenix once again. "Anyway, that's another move that you guys saw at Kamino Ward, if you watched." She rubs her hands together, grinning. "Now let me show you a move I haven't used in a while."
Ryoko leans over, a hand pressing against one of the pillars to her right. She's grinning still, her other hand coming to rest on her hip as she crosses one leg over the other. Everyone watched as the Phoenix faded to embers. A moment of silence passed through the gym before a loud crack could be heard. A pillar to Ryoko's left suddenly lit up with flames, cracking and crumbling, destroying the entire thing. A few students stared in awe as the flames returned to Ryoko, forming a solid cube as the pillar was left to a pile of mere rubble.
"That move isn't used a lot because it can cause a lot of damage." She's holding the cube of fire in her hands. "However," She gestures to Iida and Ojiro with her empty hand. "If I was fighting Power Loader in the same way that you guys were," Ryoko grins. "How easy would it have been to use a move like that?
"Fun fact," Ryoko says, hand jerking and the cube changes, twirling into a ball as Ryoko spins it on her fingertip. "I have one ultimate move." Murmurs pass through the students and the redhead simple smiles. "Phoenix Rising. That's it. But with that one Phoenix, I can do so much." She brings her hands up, tossing the ball of fire down at the students. It lands before them and once it hits the ground, it combusts and turns to embers, disappearing into the air. "Keep that in mind when you're creating a hundred and nine ultimate moves." She laughs before she claps twice. "Alright, let's go!"
The students return to their varying spots among the platforms that Cementoss had created. Ryoko would walk through, observing their progress. She was watching Ojiro when Ashido, Tsuyu, and Ochako approached her. "Hey, Ryoko?"
"Yo?" She asks, eyes never leaving Ojiro as her hands move to rest on her lower back.
"What drew you to All Might?" Ashido asks. "What told you he was the one?"
"Have you seen that man?" Ryoko asks, weight shifting, head tilting as she continued to watch the student work.
"Yeah,"
"Okay then." Ryoko grins before she finally looks at the girls. She laughs slightly as she turns back to watching Ojiro practice against one of Ectoplasm's clones. The girls exchanged glances and, for a moment, they all debated leaving the redhead alone. As they started to leave, the woman spoke. "Sometimes they say something. Sometimes they do something. Sometimes you just know." Ryoko shrugs, weight shifting back and forth before she walks over to Ojiro. "Put your back into it dude!" The three students exchanged glances before they went back to working on their ultimate moves.
The period ended, the students rounding up by the entrance like they had when Ryoko arrived. The redhead stood beside their homeroom teacher. She grinned, gesturing at the twenty kids. "Boom," She says, a fist colliding with her open hand. "You guys got this shit." Some students smile at her, others nod. She pats Aizawa on the back before she turns, beginning to leave the gym. "I'm rooting for you!"
Ryoko stood before her boss's desk, weight shifting anxiously as she processed what he said. His eyes were locked on her, never moving as he waited for her to say something. Her hands slide into her back pockets as she glances down. She pauses for a moment before she looks up, finally meeting his eyes. He can see that her eyes were more watery than they had been.
"I don't understand," She finally says, eyebrows furrowing together.
"You're taking a vacation."
"Yeah, but," She pauses, smiling and laughing slightly. "I don't get why,"
"You're overworking yourself." Ryoko's head turns, looking to the side as she bites the inside of her cheek. "You answered and responded to thirty two calls in the span of a week." Ryoko turns back to look at Endeavor, releasing her cheek from her teeth. "That's at least four calls a day."
She thinks of shrugging but goes against it, rocking back on her heels as she glances down at her boots and the floor. "Don't you think I'm the one who should be saying I'm overworked-"
"The last time I let you convince me you weren't overworked, you were hospitalized for drug and alcohol overdose."
She begins to bite at her lip. "... That was four years ago."
"That's what you also said four years ago." Her eyes flicker up to meet his cold and hardened gaze. "And you told me it wouldn't happen again. I trusted you and then it happened again."
A hand slides out of her pocket to grip at her other arm, eyes shifting to stare at the wall to her right. "I'm not saying your going to overdose again, but it's been a week." She wanted to tell him it had been a week and a half since Kamino Ward but she couldn't find the nerve to open her mouth. "You hardly gave yourself time to heal, let alone help All Might."
"He doesn't need me,"
"Is that what you think?"
Her eyes flicked over to him. Endeavor was leaning back in his chair, one hand on the desk while the other rested on his thigh. He tapped the desk twice. "He lost his power, his job, and was beaten up badly."
"This isn't about him." She says quickly. She was hurt, her boss thinking that she wasn't doing everything she could for Toshinori. Perhaps he spoke some truth about her not healing herself. She was refusing to change in front of All Might, knowing that he would not only see how she struggled to raise her arms high over her head but also the large purple bruise she had earned on her back. She couldn't lie, she used her quirk on herself every time she went into the field - using her quirk to warm her muscles up so she wouldn't be in pain while she worked.
Endeavor conceded, changing the subject. "I've seen you overwork yourself before and I don't want to see it again. You've put yourself out of work for weeks before. I can't have my top sidekick out of work for prolonged periods."
Her jaw clenches, grip on her own arm tightening. "I'm not your sidekick."
His own head tilts, never once letting his eyes wander from her. "Then what are you? Do you want to be your own hero?"
"Hell no!" She says quickly.
"Then what are you? If you're not my sidekick, what are you, Ryoko?"
She pauses, looking down at her feet. One leg kicks out, tapping her heel on the ground twice before it swings back in, Ryoko standing up straight. She looks at Endeavor, her voice low as she speaks, "Done with this conversation."
Endeavor shifts, the hand from his knee coming up, elbow resting on the desk as his hand holds his chin. She watches him blink once, twice, then he speaks. "I'll see you in a week, Ryoko."
Her weight shifts again. "What about the paperwork for the calls-"
"I'll handle it."
She swallows the lump in her throat, jaw clenching again. She turned on her heel and left, snatching up her bag as she did. She had dropped it on the table in his office thinking this was going to be a simple conversation. She thought wrong.
Ryoko stood on the other side of the door to Endeavor's office, letting the door slam shut. She took a deep breath and pulled her phone out of her pocket. Unlocking it, she goes to her messages and creates a new text. She decided she needed her best friend. She hadn't seen or really spoken with him in a while, the last time being before I Island she realized. She also knew All Might was busy, visiting Tartarus to try and get information from All For One. She didn't want to bother him, instead, her fingers typed on her phone to text Present Mic.
SOS is all she sends. Within seconds, Mic had read the text and was typing back.
Usual spot. Ten minutes.
She closes her phone and slides it back into her back pocket. She exits Endeavor Hero Agency, ignoring everyone who told her goodbye. Her mind was hyper focused on getting to the restaurant that Mic and her always ate at. She wasn't even hungry, but she wasn't going to turn down meeting Mic at their spot.
Ryoko walked inside, seeing Mic already sitting at a table for two. She walks over, pulling the chair out as she goes to sit down, Mic looking up at her.
"I already got you the vegan menu." He says, passing it over to her and gesturing to the glass of water he had gotten her as well. She was slightly surprised he didn't order for her. The two did know each other's orders by heart.
As soon as she sat down, Mic could see something was wrong. She said not a word, unusually characteristic of Ryo. Mic knew something was going on with his best friend. He leans forward, elbows resting on the table as he smiles at her. "What did Endeavor want?"
She leans back in her chair. Her arm comes up to rest on the back of the chair, eyes not meeting Mic's. "He forced to take the next week off."
"Whore." Mic states immediately. Ryoko's eyes meet his and he rolls them, the redhead knowing it was him showing her that he was taking her side. Though, she had no doubt in that.
Ryoko shrugs, "Claims I'm overworking myself."
"He should be lucky you're even there working under him. You could have been on your own for years now."
She shrugs again, eyes shifting to look off to the side again. Mic thinks, trying to get Ryoko to open up to him. Something was wrong and he wanted to help his friend.
"Hey," She turns to him. "You never told me what was up at that meeting with the Principal." Ryoko looks down in her lap and Mic knew it was a touchy subject. She didn't want to think about it, but Mic had to know in order to help. "Did something happen at I Island?" The redhead gives a small nod and Mic immediately speaks, leaning forward more, "I'll kill All Might, I will,"
"I, uh, had a miscarriage."
It felt like the Earth had stopped spinning for Mic. He didn't know Ryoko had even been pregnant. He did know just how much that meant to Ryoko. She had told Mic all about her dream wedding with All Might, he knew his best friend was looking forward to everything that came with marriage.
Mic's mouth slowly drops open, the waitress standing beside their table just seconds after the words left Ryoko's mouth. His eyes never leave the singer as she looks up to give a small and forced smile to the waitress as she greeted them. It's when Ryoko looks back at Mic, letting him order first, that he realizes that the Earth is indeed still spinning.
He grabs both of their menus, putting them together and handing them to the waitress. "Yeah, no," He turns from the confused waitress to his confused best friend. "We're getting ice cream."
Mic and Ryoko sat curled up against each other on Ryoko's couch. The two were sniffling, eyes glued on the television scene as they watched the same romance movie for the umpteenth time. A bowl of popcorn sat in Ryoko's lap, the two occasionally grabbing a handful and stuffing their mouths.
"If it's with that guy, go." The movie spoke, the man speaking to the woman. "Go! I lost you once, I think I can do it again,"
Ryo let out a sigh, lips downturning as tears welled in her eyes. The two of them had seen the movie more times than they could count. They both knew how it end, but it still made them bawl like babies. Thus making it the perfect movie to watch when they needed to release pent up emotions.
"What do you want?" The man on screen asks the woman, tears in her eyes as she shakes her head.
"I have to go," Ryoko's head rolls back with a groan as they watch the man walk away from the car, letting her leave. Mic simply hands her a small handful of popcorn, something she eagerly takes and shoves into her mouth.
The door opens, both occupants on the couch turning to look at the sound. All Might closes the door behind him, turning once it's closed. Ryoko shoves the popcorn bowl onto Mic's lap, standing up as she does.
"Hey," Mic calls, eyes going back to the television screen, hand going back to shoveling popcorn into his mouth.
Toshinori's eyes go from his girlfriend, dressed in his huge white shirt and pajama shorts, to her red and puffy eyes, to the sad movie that played on the television screen. Present Mic was also seated on his couch with pajamas on. The man simply raises an eyebrow at his girlfriend. The scene he walked in on was a sign he had seen many times before, something was upsetting Ryoko. That, and she was home earlier than expected. He thought she was still out in the field until late into the night.
"I have the next week off," She shrugs, eyes looking around and avoiding his gaze.
Toshinori, still dressed in his Silver Age hero outfit, starts to reach backwards, hand going for the doorknob. "Ice cream?"
"Already got it!" Mic calls, speaking around popcorn, eyes still on the screen.
Toshinori lets out a sigh, "Okay good." He looks back at his girlfriend, catching her small smile. He smiles back and walks over to her, taking her hand in his. "I'll change and join you," She nods as he squeezes her hand, beginning to head up the stairs.
Halfway up, he hears his name and turns around, seeing Ryoko at the bottom of the stairs. She shifts slightly, "How'd it go?"
"As well as expected,"
"Oh," She hesitates, beginning to bite her lip.
He merely smiles at her, "Ten minutes and I'll be down," She returns his smile and nods, heading back to the couch.
Toshinori made his way back downstairs, finding himself sat between Mic and Ryoko. It always baffled him, how he was clearly dating Ryoko and yet also Mic, it seemed. He never thought, when he entered a relationship with Ryoko, or anyone for that matter, that he would also have her best friend clinging to him. That's how it went, as the movie progressed, with Ryoko's head on his shoulder and Mic's shoulder pressed against his other one. He held the popcorn, the two musicians grabbing from it. He was also in charge of tissues, passing a new one to either person when he heard a sniffle.
He never pictured himself in this situation.
"Hi sweetheart. I'm sorry I haven't been able to be here to read to ya,"
It was the end of the movie, the popcorn was gone and the tissues were in short supply as well. Toshinori had seen this movie a few times, thought not nearly as often as the other two had. He knew how this movie ended, in its bittersweet way. But he also knew how the other two would fair, both having streams of tears running down their faces.
"I didn't know what to do. I was afraid you were never coming back."
"I'll always come back."
The retired hero merely held up two tissues, one in each of his hands, both eagerly taken as the other two sighed. The waterworks were about to overflow.
And overflow they did. Both heroes sobbed, watching as the nurse walked into the room to see the two had passed together in their sleep, holding hands. The movie ended, the credits rolling but Toshinori remained in his seat, letting the other two compose themselves. Ryoko put a hand over her heart, letting out a deep breath before her head turned to glance at Mic. Mic meets her gaze.
"A classic,"
"Truly." Ryoko responds and that was Toshinori's clue to get up. Taking the popcorn bowl with him, he went to the kitchen. The dishes were already done and he couldn't justify leaving one bowl. Well, one bowl and two spoons. It appeared the two had already eaten the ice cream before Toshinori had returned home. He set about doing the last few dishes, the other two standing and stretching.
Within seconds, Toshinori could hear music being blasted from the living room. It startled him, the volume at which Mic had decided to play it at. He turned his head, seeing the two beginning to jump around and dance, singing the song as loud as they could. It was hard to believe they were just ugly crying at a movie.
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline! And most things in between! I roam the city in a shopping cart, a pack of camels and a smoke alarm! This night is heating up! Raise hell and turn it up! Saying, "If you go out, you might pass out in a drain pipe," oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time!
The two jumped and danced around the living room. They danced to one of the many songs they had collaborated on. Mic helped with the lyrics and the beat while Ryoko finished the lyrics and sang. The song ended and the two merely continued to dance to whatever song came up on shuffle. They ended their mini dance session with the song they claimed as theirs, I Want It That Way, singing and serenading one another.
Toshinori set about cleaning up the house, noticing that they had disappeared upstairs. Knowing the two, he wouldn't be surprised if they were in Ryoko's self named "music room." It housed all of her instruments and was where the two would always end up when working on music together.
He finished cleaning the living room and kitchen. He didn't do any massive detail cleaning, but it felt nice to know the dishes were completely put away and the living room didn't look like two adults were stuffing their mouths with snacks. Toshinori still couldn't do a whole lot with his hand still bandaged. Regardless, he was thankful it wasn't in the sling anymore. He also knew Ryoko would be appreciative of the cleaning no matter how big or small it was.
He made his way up the stairs and into his and Ryoko's room. He didn't see the need to check the music room, deciding to leave the two friends to whatever their hearts desired. But as he walked into their room, flipping the light on, he could see two bodies in his bed. They were asleep, legs spread out across the bottom of the bed. Their arms were spread out over numerous pillows. The way their elbows touched showed their matching tattoos perfectly.
Toshinori quickly flipped the light switch back off. He didn't want to wake them. He began to back out of the room, slowly closing the door, but a head of blonde hair popped up. A tired Mic turned to him, noticing him.
"Where ya going?"
Toshinori pauses, taking a step back inside to talk to Mic. "I'll just take the couch,"
Mic makes a face before he gestures for Toshinori to enter the bed. Toshinori doesn't move. "It's fine, Mic, you two can stay in here and,"
"Forget that, just get in here."
Toshinori hesitates again before he steps inside his room, closing the door behind him. He knew Mic would only continue to pester him so he figured it was best to concede while ahead.
Peeling back the covers, he climbs in on his side of the bed. As soon as he's laying down, Ryoko shifts. Her head turns to him, moving to lay on his chest. Her left arm comes up to wrap around his waist, relaxing against him as she does. Toshinori turns to glance down at his girlfriend but can see Mic looking at him. Locking eyes with his fellow teacher, Mic simply gestures to Ryoko before his head collides with the pillow. Toshinori looks back to his girlfriend. His hand comes up, moving a strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. The same hand moves to her hand on his waist, giving it a small squeeze before his eyes close, welcoming sleep.