Today's 24 hours, he's sure, are officially the longest in his miserable life. As Shouta opens the door to a tired looking girl outside Yaoyorozu's hospital room who he instantly recognizes as Kimura's younger sister, he heaves a sigh and closes said door behind him. Tamakawa glances at him questioningly before turning back to the girl.

"Kid, what're you doing over here?" Tamakawa asks. Kimura's sister shoots him an annoyed, or rather frazzled look, before she gritts out.

"I'm here to ask about my sister," she turns back to look at him, "Kimura Akemi."

Aizawa shakes his head. He should've expected this. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighs and instead of answering her question, looks over to Tamakawa before turning back to the girl.

"Let's take this somewhere more private, okay?"

The youngest Kimura stiffly nods, and they make their way to a private room. Upon entering and sitting down, the girl grips the table and demands,

"I want to know what happened to my sister."

"Where're your parents?"

Instead of answering, Tamakawa questions the girl, earning him another death glare.

"Mum's most likely on her private jet," she states, her posture tight, "She may have already left the airport if she's early. Dad— " her tone tightens considerably, "Had something to take care of. He's probably on his way."

"So you headed here on your own?" He can already feel a headache on it's way, why are kids so damn stubborn?

"Kazumiya-san took me here. He's sis' personal driver." she paused before elaborating, then looked up towards him. "What the hell happened?"

"Kimura-kun, I know you're— "

"It's Kōki." The girl hisses.

"Kōki-kun, I know you're worried," Tamakawa repeats, "But without your parents' agreement and presence I can't tell you anything."

"I don't care." She hisses, moving to stand up, "I want to know if my sister's hurting. How was she before she was— " she stops abruptly, breath hitching in her throat, "taken?"

A pang of sympathy hits him. The girl in front of him is so young, and from what Shouta can see, has a very close relationship with her sister. Akemi often talks about her in class, and he's heard a few of her friends mention her. The news of Akemi's kidnapping must've hit the girl hard.

"As soon as either one of your parents arrive and they give approval, we can tell you what we know." Tamakawa insists comfortingly, "It shouldn't be long, right?"

Kimura Kōki shakes her head against her palms, and lets out a small sob.

"Can I..." She began, "Can you give me some time alone?"

Shouta nods, sparing the curled-up girl a glance before the two of them stand up, leaving the room. Tamakawa quickly leaves to complete his unfinished reports, while Shouta walks down the hallway, heading to check on Midoriya when he hears someone opening the door behind him.

He turns around, and frowns as he sees a tall man entering the room he'd just left. Walking back up the hall, he nears the door and looks through the one way glass.

Kimura Geikyo stands in front of his daughter, his posture relaxed and casual. Shouta notes with alarm how his daughter instantly squares her shoulders, almost like a cornered, growling cat.

"I'd heard you were in here." Kimura Geikyō says. His voice had a soft tone to it, it sounded like a tired, loving father, but stern at the same time. It, however, didn't match up with his daughter's reaction.

"Kōki, I'll take care of it," he comforts, taking a step towards his daughter, and reaching out as if to reassure her, "I'll tell you everything later on, but for now, you need to— "

"Get out."

His hand halts midair. His daughter's voice is soft, but her tone is tight, threatening and guarded. Her face has darkened, and she is glaring up at her father like he was the one who'd kidnapped her sister.

"Kōki—"

"Get out." She hisses, clearer this time, "I don't care if it means I have to wait for another hour, you get your fucking face out of my sight. I don't want to see you."

The man frowns, "Kō— "

"Get OUT!" The girl snaps and springs to her feet, her sudden hostility causing Shouta to stiffen, "GET OUT! I DON'T NEED ANY OF YOUR BULLSHIT RIGHT NOW, SO LEAVE!" She is gesturing wildly now, her hand swiping at her father threateningly. And when he doesn't budge, Kimura Kōki grabs the chair that had fallen over and swings it at him.

The man's eye widened with alarm and a golden glow appeared around the chair, locking it in place. As the girl noticed this she abandons the chair and goes in with a punch to his gut, sending him stumbling.

"Which part of 'get out' do you not understand?" The girl snarls, "You get out of this room, get out of the hospital. Mum can deal with this. I don't need any of your crocodile tears later on."

The designer stood there, staring at his daughter for several long, tense moments. And Shouta was about to interfere when rapid footsteps sounded from the end of the hall and he turned away to see a petit woman in a business suit rushing towards him, and he took a step back.

"Aizawa Shouta, correct?" The woman stopped in front of him and panted, and now that she's near Shouta could recognize his kidnapped student's mother. "I'm Kimura Suzumi— Sorry, I got here as soon as I could, I think I broke a few traffic laws too but-" She pauses her rant and looks around, "I- I need to know. What happened-"

The door swings open behind her, and Shouta looks over the woman's shoulder to see Kimura Geikyo exiting the room. Kimura Suzumi turns around at the noise and sags when she sees her husband, before jogging over to him.

"Geikyō, what happened?"

"I'm fine."

"Kyō... You look tired. You should head home."

"Suzumi-"

He tuned out the couple's argument and instead stepped over to look inside the room. Kimura Kōki is standing there in the middle of the room, the plastic table had fallen over at some point and she is shaking with sobs, tears running down her face.

Something is definitely up with this family. He glanced back to see the designer turning to leave, while Kimura's mother looked over to face him.

"I'm sorry, my husband is stubborn some times." She looked into the room, and clasped a hand over her mouth, "Kōki! What happened?"

Shouta watched as the mother attempted to comfort her crying daughter, who shakily cooked up some half baked lies about being worried about her sister and wreaking the room to vent.

He felt his stomach turn as he spotted the bruises that definitely wasn't there beneath the young girl's sleeve. He remembers Kimura's reaction to being called with her first name, all those little winces and weird glances, the constant nightmares and panic attacks, along with the words her sister's screamed. The picture they painted was not a pleasant one.

Shouta knocks his forehead against the wall, and took a deep breath before letting out a heartfelt curse.

"Fuck."


Current Poll Results~ (from both the poll and the reviews)

Akemi's paring:

Todoroki Shouto: 21

Ueno Hibiki: 7

Midoriya Izuku: 6

Bakugou Katsuki: 4

Iida Tenya: 3

Iida Tensei: 1

Kaminari Denki: 1

Seiba Hiroi: 0

Others (Please state in review!)


Hibiki's pairing:

Shinsou Hitoshi: 8

Kimura Akemi: 7

Iida Tenya: 4

Midoriya Izuku: 0

Seiba Hiroi: 0

Todoroki Shouto: 0

Others (Please state in review!)


Ok! So, ummm Exams are here! And my birthday is coming soon! So I'm not sure what to feel now! Ha, ha... TwT

Today I had English writing test, I chose the short story topic, and my my hand is broken.

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