Series: Death
Note
Challenge: Minor Characters
Words: Three
drabbles of exactly 100 words each. I can't believe it
either.
Notes: I heart Aizawa.
Cover-up
Aizawa
ducks into an alley a block from the apartment to straighten his tie
and rearrange the documents in his briefcase. He lets himself in with
a smile for his little girl; she runs from the kitchen at the sound
the door and clings to his legs even before the "tadaima."
"Daddy! We made Sukiyaki for you! I helped a lot!"
"That's good," he says, and removes his jacket and tie with one hand so that he can ruffle her hair with the other. Yumi watches from the doorway, smiling and shaking her head.
"Dinner is ready," she says.
They sit at a small round wooden table in a kitchen with peeling yellow paint.
"Tell me about school," Aizawa says. He stops eating when Yumi and Eriko aren't watching; no appetite. "Are you getting along with your classmates?"
Eriko makes a face. "You asked me that yesterday."
"I know," he says, "but that was yesterday. What about today?"
"The same."
Aizawa smiles and forces himself to finish his rice. The lights flicker. Yumi fingers a sleeve, her eyebrows knitting together. Before he can ask, she lists in detail all of the things she and Eriko have done today.
Eriko is watching television in the living room. Yumi is washing the dishes and Aizawa is watching her.
"So," she asks, her voice artificially light. "How is the case?"
"The same," Aizawa says.
"No leads?" she asks. She finishes a plate and sets it aside to dry. Aizawa watches the long line of her arm as she reaches for the detergent.
"No," he says. "It's been pretty routine."
"Ah," she says, and her eyes fall to the fourth chair at the table. It is covered with documents from a case she knows ended months ago. "As long as you're safe."
