Imagine Me Without You

Summary: Her voice could do many things, so long as she accompanied her "will" with a lyrical melody. Kagome was an orphan who was lucky enough to be found by Aizawa back when he was actively pursuing criminals at night as Eraserhead. She owes everything that she is to the man who gave her a home and a family.

Anime: InuYasha/Boku no Hero Academia

Genre: Action/Romance

Pairing: Undecided

Rated: M

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Chapter Nine

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"Aizawa-San, continue reading on page forty-four,"

Kagome stood with her book and fought back a yawn as she looked down at the page before her, "It was late in the afternoon, when Mr. Utterson found his way to Dr. Jekyll's door, where he was at once admitted by Poole, and carried down by the kitchen offices and across a yard which had once been a garden, to the building which was indifferently known as the laboratory or dissecting rooms. The doctor―"

Two years into the learning experience, Kagome had gotten used to school quickly, though she'd admittedly prefer staying home and learning from her dad. Still, the class was nice, the students friendly, and the teacher kind. She had no faults with the school at all. She simply never felt fully comfortable with the children from real families. Not that she would ever voice that. No, never.

"Thank you, Aizawa-San. Take a seat, please."

Kagome stopped reading and sat down.

"For homework, I want you all to finish the chapter tonight. Tomorrow we will continue from the Incident of Dr. Lanyon, so don't read past that point." The teacher straightened her papers. "I will see you all tomorrow, then, don't be late for your next classes."

Kagome stood with the rest of the class. Bowing before packing her bags and leaving for her last class. She had music, which was among her favorite classes.

"Hey, hey Kagome!"

Kagome paused and glanced over her shoulder at the boy with black hair and red eyes, making his way over to her. "Eijiro, you missed most of the day's classes. Where were you?"

He waved off the question, "I want to go to the arcade after school; come with me?"

She gave him a look of confusion, "I guess that's fine. Why did you miss school?"

"Just...didn't want to go."

"..." Kagome stopped walking. Looking at the boy beside her, she gave him a hard glare before turning and continuing to her class. "Music class is starting; I don't want to be late, so let's go." Eijiro nodded, quick to join her.

"Right,"

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"What's wrong, Eiji!? Are you trying over there?" Kagome laughed as she pressed the red and blue buttons of the game she and her friend were playing with.

"I'm pushing the punch button! It's not working!"

"Sure, it's not."

"Look, look!" He yelled, "I'm pushing it!"

Kagome laughed as VICTORY flashed on her screen. Walking around the game, Kagome smiled at the pouting boy who'd been playing her a moment ago. "So, are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"No one said anything was wrong,"

"No one had to say anything was wrong," Kagome muttered, "I'm your friend, aren't I? I think that entitles me to simply knowing when something is bothering you."

"I decided that I want to be a hero...like Crimson Riot."

"Oh?" She grinned, "I thought you didn't like fighting."

"I don't, but...isn't protecting the people you care about and fighting just because two different things?"

"..." Kagome looked thoughtfully at her friend. Leaning against the game where he still sat, she tilted her head in thought before speaking, "maybe. However, someone like me could never be a hero. My Harmonic Control can't do much physical damage, not like your Hardening Quirk."

"You can control people. That's ten times more effective than me getting up in someone's face."

"Control people, huh? No, that's not my Quirk. I can't do more than I can sing." She shrugged, "Only if I know a song to use that is proficient for what I need to be done."

"Then...maybe you should talk your dad into an MP3 player or an iPod?"

"That would certainly help me learn songs faster than what my current learning style allows."

"Current learning style? You mean listening to the radio?" Eijiro laughed, "not really a style, you know?"

She blushed and looked away from him before crossing her arms over her chest and choosing to ignore him.

"Hey, don't be that way! It was a joke, hehe."

"Sure it was, huh?" Kagome looked out the arcade window and grinned, "Hey, Eijiro, I'll see you at school tomorrow, right?" She glanced back at her friend. Eijiro looked out the window to see who or what had caught her attention.

"Huh? Yeah, I'll be there. I have to start taking school seriously to be a Hero like Crimson Riot!"

"Good, I'll see you tomorrow then!" She ran out of the arcade and chased after a familiar figure. "Toshinori-San!" She called out to the meek-looking blonde who was walking down the street. Her eyes brightened when he turned back towards her. Running forward, she raised her hand and caught his larger one in hers. "Where are you heading?"

"Eraserhead's daughter has come to play," he said with a dull murmur of disinterest. "I was just walking the streets,"

She frowned, "...dad says you work too hard. It's no good if the Symbol of Peace is too exhausted to stand, much less fight."

"I'm standing; I'm standing."

"I'm just saying; you should take better care of yourself."

He sighed, "your dad nags me enough, now even you have taken to scolding me." He glanced at Kagome before raising his arm straight up in the air, still holding her hand; he smiled wide as she cried out in surprise and dangled in front of him.

"Hey, it's not funny! Put me down!"

"No," He looked up, "hold on tight,"

"...wha―AHH!" Kagome wrapped her arms tightly around the much thicker arm, a body that was unmistakably All Mights. Shaking in his arms as he landed on the balcony of what she recognized as her and her father's apartment, she felt him set her down on the balcony floor and immediately collapsed on it.

"Where's your dad?" He knocked on the glass of the sliding balcony door, "not in?"

"...n-no, d-doing what you w-were."

He sighed, "I guess I'll stay here until he comes back."

Kagome shook her head and sighed, "I can't believe you did that."

He smirked, "All Might is supposed to be unpredictable. Say, how old are you now?"

"Nine," leaning back against the window, she pulled her backpack off and let it drop beside her. "Turning nine, I should say."

"Oh? When is your birthday?"

"Two months from now, the twelfth of September."

"I suppose I could remember that. What do you want for your birthday? A pony?"

Kagome frowned, "where would I put a pony? I live on the twenty-first floor of a High-Rise Apartment Complex."

All Might, comfortably seated in his scrawny form, shrugged his shoulder as if to say, "what's-the-big-deal." "Then what do you want?"

She looked at the man and thought seriously about it, "I'd like to learn how to fight."

"No can do. I'd accidentally break you or something. Your father would kill me."

She smiled, "I want dad to teach me,"

"...oh," he sighed, "ah, well...that certainly would be good for you. Singing your way through a battle doesn't seem very realistic, and I'm assuming you want to be a Hero like your dad."

"It's a thought."

"A thought,"

~Tap-Tap-Tap~

Kagome and All Might turned to see a confused-looking Shota standing inside the apartment and looking out the glass slide door at them. He unlocked the door and slid it open when Kagome leaned forward and stood up.

"Welcome home,"

"Yeah," Shota scratched his head, "why are you both out here?"

"Toshinori-San decided to scale our building with me in tow. We had to wait for you to let us in." Kagome picked her bag up and put it inside while All Might got the third degree from her father, a cold stare as he realized the Peace spouting Hero had jumped twenty-one floors with his daughter in his arms. "All's well," she added, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge and handing it to the frail-looking blonde, who bowed his head at the glare he was receiving. "How was your day?"

Shota leaned back against the kitchen counter, "tell me something; because I'd really like to know."

"What?" Kagome waited for her father to continue.

"Is today purse-snatcher day?"

"Hehe, how many?"

"Six this morning and two more on the way home."

"Ah, add four more, all at Tatooin Station."

"Twelve purse-snatchers in one day? Is it an uprising?" Kagome frowned, "why so many?"

"Stupid people think alike," Shota said seriously, "that's my diagnosis."

"I... don't...think that's it." She sighed, "I need to get my homework done. Toshinori-San, will you be staying for dinner? I'm sure dad wouldn't mind some company. He's awfully lonely up here, what with his only form of entertainment being an eight-year-old girl."

"Geeze, don't downgrade yourself like that kid. First off, your father prefers your conversations to mine any day of the week. Secondly, he's been glaring at me since we walked in."

"...I think that's because you scaled the building with me."

He shrugged, "it's not like I dropped you."

"...no..."

Shota dropped his head backward, "if you had, I'd have to kill you."

"There's no love for All Might here," All Might sighed, "but yes, I'll be staying for dinner."

'Of course, he will,' Shota turned and got started on dinner. The blonde was always welcomed, and his daughter genuinely enjoyed his company. However, he was sure it was because All Might gave her someone to care for. She wasn't stupid. She knew that the adult was in bad shape, seeing his injury for herself and understanding the cost of using hisQuirkk. She understood well, so she worried for him when he forgot to.

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