Fuka sighed when she came close to U.A this morning. She was irritated like most when you see the crowd of media and reporters in front of the school gate, bothering every student walking by and asking them about All Might. It has been like this the past two days and it was rather annoying now that it was them asking questions every time a student came in or out of the school gates.
'This is why having the number one hero as a teacher was a really bad idea.' Fuka thought irritated with an annoyed sigh. 'Sooner or later, the paparazzi will find out about me and my relationship with the school if this continues.'
"Excuse me," A female reporter asked the blue eyed girl, "What's it like to havethe number one hero as a teacher?"
"Listen, you're trespassing personal space and harassing students who are on their way to class." Fuka said, really irritated. "For two days, you've been asking questions about classified information. I suggest that you leave, now!"
"Fuka, that's enough." The voice of Aizawa said behind her and a hand on her shoulder.
"But, Aizawa-san, they're-" Fuka tried to say before being cut off.
"Go to class." The teacher said simply. "Let the adults handle this."
"Right." Fuka said in defeat before walking towards class, knowing the look on Aizawa's face. He didn't like the school having so much attention as of right now, they would become an easy target now that villains knew All Might was teaching at the school.
Fuka groaned as she took her seat in the classroom, first the dream waking her up super early and now the reporters aren't leaving them alone. This day is going to be tiring. She understood why Aizawa disliked the press so much. When Fuka looked up, the girls had already gathered around her.
"I never thought you could talk back to the press like that." Jiro pointed out in surprise. "We haven't known each other long but we can tell you're a level headed person. Am I right?"
"They're just so desperate for a good article that they don't mind that they disturb personal space and the fact they are harassing the students in the process with their questions." Fuka explained, annoyed. "I don't like reporters to begin with and I was already in a bad mood."
The conversation was about to continue until they heard a sort of alarm go off and heavy metal walls came out of the ground around the school walls. The girls all sighed in annoyance.
"And we know now that they are dumber than we thought." Fuka pointed out with a plain expression. "They just activated another sensor. That's the second time in three days. That's a record."
The girls started giggling at this and Fuka joined in after a few seconds. Soon enough, Aizawa came into the classroom and everyone took their assigned seats as their homeroom teacher waited by the front of the room. He took a glance at Fuka, who understood and wore a small smile in recognition.
"Good work on yesterday's combat training." Eraser Head congratulated them in his own way, "I saw the video and results. Bakugo, you're talented, so don't act like a kid."
Bakugo gave a snarl before saying, "I know."
"And Midoriya." Said student jumped slightly as his name was called, "You settled it by breaking your arm again, huh?" Midoriya's head hangs more in guilt. "You can't keep saying you can't help it because you can't control your Quirk. I don't like saying the same thing over and over. As long as you fix the control issue, there's a lot you'll be able to do." Midoriya looked up with a smile at this. "Feel a sense of urgency, Midoriya."
The green haired boy looked at him seriously as he said, "Yes, sir!"
"Now let's get down to homeroom business." Aizawa told the class. "Sorry about the late notice, but today, I'll have you…" Fuka could already sense the nervousness and fear from all her classmates and just rolled her eyes in amusement, of course everyone was worried whenever Aizawa came with a notice, "...decide on a class representative."
Immediately, everyone calmed down before everyone started talking in each other's mouths to try and be heard to be the class representative to prove they're great leaders. Fuka never really cared for these things even though she knew of the responsibilities that can come from leadership and the agonizing decisions that came with it, turning her head to the window to an unusual sight. In her reflection, her gray hair was white that was turning red at the tips and her eyes the same bright red color as when she punched Bakugo a few days ago, her glasses no longer on. Fuka could just stare in shock at her reflection
"SILENCE, PLEASE!" Iida snapped, as the class grew silent. That snapped Fuka back to reality and looked on as Iida quieted the entire class, while he waved his arms around. "It is a job with the serious responsibility of leading others. It is not a job for just anyone who wants to do it. It is a calling that requires the trust of those around you. If we want to use democracy to decide on a true leader, then we should hold an election to choose one." The speech didn't work as anticipated as Iida's hand was very high up.
"Your hand is the highest!" Everyone pointed out.
"Why did you suggest that?" Kaminari asked.
"We haven't known each other for that long, so how can we have trust or anything?" Asui noted as she put her finger on her chin.
"If that's the case, and everyone votes for themselves..." Kirishima added as Iida jumped in.
"Don't you think that is precisely why whoever receives multiple votes here can be truly considered the most suitable person? What do you think, sensei?" He asked Aizawa as he was tucked away in his sleeping bag.
"I don't, as long as you decide before homeroom is over." He mumbled as he tumbled to the ground.
"Thank you very much!" Iida thanked him.
Fuka smiled slightly as she stared at Iida, sensing a sense of familiarity from what happened just now. She knew he had potential to be a great leader but whether or not he fits the part is to wait and see. But she knew who to give her vote to.
A few minutes later, the votes were counted. The board showed Midoriya on top with 3 votes and Fuka with 2, much to her shock. The blue eyed girl never considered herself a class representative.
"I GOT 3 VOTES?!" Midoriya exclaimed with his mouth opened in shock, while Bakugo jumped out of his seat in anger, "WHY DEKU?! WHO VOTED FOR HIM?!"
"Well, it's better than voting for you." Sero pointed out a little nervous.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Bakugo exclaimed in response.
'It'll be scary if Bakugo finds out...' Uraraka thought while looking to the side, whistling.
"Dangit! Only one vote! If I voted for myself it would've been tied!" Iida thought out loud angrily, as he shook in his seat.
"So you voted for someone else huh?" Yaoyorozu started.
"But you wanted to do it, too." Sato added. "What are you trying to do, Iida?"
A few minutes later both Midoriya and Fuka stood in front of the class while Aizawa told the class their roles. Of course, Midoriya was shaking like a mad man and Fuka was sighing in annoyance.
"So Midoriya is the class rep, and the deputy class rep is Fuka..." Aizawa announced to the class.
"S-S-Seriously? Seriously?" Midoriya managed to say.
"Relax, will you?" Fuka asked quietly.
"That might not be too bad." Tsu smiled as she looked at the two students.
"After all's said and done, Midoriya can be pretty fired up, anyway." Kirishima nodded in agreement.
"With how Hatori handled Bakugo and the press, I say she sure knows how to take care of things with a level head." Kaminari pointed out.
Fuka stood there confused, just because she defended a classmate and tried to ensure the safety of the school, two people voted for her when she wasn't selfish to vote for herself but voted for someone she thought was worth it.
Once homeroom was over, Fuka, Midoriya, Uraraka and Iida went to the cafeteria to get lunch. After they grabbed what they wanted to eat, they sat together by a table.
"Wow..There are a lot of people here today." Uraraka exclaimed as Iida told her why.
"That's because everyone in the hero course, support course, and management course meet at the same place; the cafeteria." He explained as Uraraka stuffed her face with rice.
"Mm.. the rice is delicious!"
Midoriya looked down at his food, pushing it around with his utensils, without a bite taken.
"Hmm.. anything wrong, Midoriya-san? You seem deep in thought." Fuka asked worried as Midoriya continued to stare down at his food. "Uh.. Midoriya-san..?"
"O-oh, sorry about that, Hatori-san!" His face turned a few shades of red before he responded, "I don't think I deserve this. Even though I've been chosen as class rep, I don't know if I'm qualified for it."
"You are." Uraraka replied.
"It'll be fine." Iida said, surprising Midoriya a bit. "Your courage and judgement at critical moments make you worth following. That is why I voted for you."
"It was you?" Midoriya asked in shock.
"Didn't you want to be class rep, Iida-kun? I voted for you because I saw the leadership potential within you when you managed to calm down the whole class." Fuka wondered, surprising Iida.
"Yeah, you even look the part with your glasses." Uraraka added.
"Thank you, Hatori-kun, for the vote. But wanting a job and also being suitable for it are different things." Iida explained, the gray haired girl to soften her gaze a bit in recognition. "Observing the Iida family hero agency taught me that much."
"Hero agency..?" Midoriya asked, confused.
"Wait a second. When you said that, I think I recognized your surname from somewhere." Fuka pointed out while trying to find where she heard the surname.
"Iida, what does your family even do?" Midoriya asked, also intrigued.
"O-oh, it's nothing.." Iida tried dismissing the subject, which only seemed to pique their curiosity even more.
"You know I've been wondering something about you." Said Uraraka. "Are you a rich boy, Iida?" Uraraka grinned.
"Rich…" Iida only responded with a face full of bewilderment, before looking off to the side, "I was afraid people would start treating me differently if they knew of my family." Closing his eyes, he felt the stares of all three of his friends before sighing and telling them.
"Yes, my family have been heroes for generations. I'm the second son of this generation." He explained, surprising the three. "Are all three of you familiar with the turbo hero: Ingenium?"
"Of course!" Midoriya smiled with a small blush. "He's a really popular hero who has 65 sidekicks working at his Tokyo agency! Don't tell me..."
"He's my elder brother!" Iida stood up from his seat smiling with pride; he too had a small blush on his face which was probably the only time any of them have seen him like that.
"He's telling us straight away!" Uraraka pointed out.
"That's amazing!" Midoriya said, amazed.
"No wonder I recognized your last name when you introduced yourself a few days ago." Fuka pointed out, but inside she found herself dumbfounded for not realizing sooner when she knew so many heroes already.
"He is a likable hero who honors the rules and leads people. I set my sights on being a hero because I want to be like my brother." Iida explained to them. "However.. I think it's a bit too soon for me to be in a real leadership role. Hatori-kun, I know you weren't there, but I think Midoriya should be rep because he figured out what the judges were looking for during the practical exams." He smiled, not noticing his friends were staring at him again.
"This might be the first time I've seen you smile, Iida. You should do it more often." Uraraka blurted, confusing him.
"What, really? I smile!" Iida defended himself and Fuka could only smile a little.
"You're not the only one who's had that reaction, Iida-kun." The vice class rep replied before taking a sushi roll on her plate. "I've had my share of people who thought I didn't know how to smile underneath the strict nature I adapted. I was shocked that some voted for me despite me focusing on graduating so my foster family's work wasn't for nothing."
"Foster family?!" Uraraka and Midoriya asked in shock.
"Don't tell me…!" Iida said in realization as she looked down sadly.
"I think I was eight when they found me on the streets, I can't recall much of my past or what happened before I appeared on the streets." Fuka explained, trying not to reveal too much about what happened eight years ago. "The hairpin I wear is the only thing that I have left of that life. I'm still trying to uncover that life but becoming a hero will make it easier and repay their kindness for helping me at the same time."
"It must have been hard for you, Hatori-san." Uraraka replied.
"Yes, we should feel lucky to have our parents at all." Iida pointed out.
"However, with hard work and determination, I managed to get here through recommendations even though many expected it." Fuka finished with a slight smirk. "The same goes for the three of you I assume."
They all smiled at this, mostly Midoriya in admiration over Fuka's determination of succeeding to repay a debt of helping her make a real life for herself. He had the same thoughts with what has happened for him these past months even though his Quirk is still fairly new to him.
"Hey Iida, about the entrance exam-" Before Midoriya could continue, an alarm set off which startled everyone in the room and Fuka stood up in alarm. "An alarm?!"
"There has been a Level 3 security breach." A voice came from the speakers. "All students please evacuate outdoors promptly."
'How?! It's a top tier security system!' Fuka exclaimed in her head. 'Something isn't right.'
"What's a level 3 security breach?!" Iida asked in shock.
"It means someone managed to get past the school barrier!" Fuka explained as she closed her eyes in concentration to use her sixth sense to search for abnormalities until she found one. "You guys go with everyone else! There's something I need to check out."
The orphan ran in a different direction while Midoriya exclaimed, "Wait, Hatori-san!"
Fuka ran toward the way she sensed the dark and malicious aura but many of the hallways were occupied by the many picked students trying to get outside, but the aura came from the faculty office. Fuka tried to find a way there without using her powers as they are for emergencies and combat, however, with this many students in the hallways, it'll be far too difficult to navigate freely without getting rolled around by the crowd.
'I'll have no choice but to use it! It may put a strain on my body but I need to see what's going on in the faculty office.' Fuka decided and looked around to see no one paying attention to her, some feathers appeared around her before she disappeared from the room.
In the teachers' lounge, Fuka appeared out of nowhere and quickly opened the door to see no one there to her relief. The gray haired girl ran toward the faculty office and opened the door quickly, seeing someone inside looking at a few papers on one of the desks.
"Hey!" Fuka exclaimed, getting their attention and they quickly moved to a window nearby, jumping out of it. Fuka quickly ran to the window to look down to see them having disappeared. "Dammit!"
Fuka teleported to the roof to try looking for the culprit but saw no one was running on school grounds and gave up as she couldn't chase after them since she didn't remember what they looked like. Hearing the police sirens coming up front, Fuka slowly walked over to the edge to see the many news reporters being led away from the main entrance. She concluded that it was them who turned on the alarm but noticing the gate had crumbled to dust, somebody had planned this to happen-
Fuka suddenly started to cough heavily into her hand as her other hand clenched her chest, she took away her hand from her mouth and cringed at the now blood stained hand as she tried to catch her breath.
'My body doesn't like me using any of my powers without being in Phoenix form or at least partly in it…' Fuka took out a handkerchief to wipe away the blood from her hand, 'I need to work on minimizing the strain as much as possible. I can't have this happening in front of others. I'm not going to fall!'
After a while, every student got back to class in an orderly manner and 1-A did the same. Midoriya and Fuka resumed their spot in front of the class with Aizawa still in his sleeping bag next to them, the green haired boy still shaking nervously as he stood by the podium.
"Come on, class rep. Start." Fuka pointed out, making him jump.
"N-Now, let us decide on the other class officers..." He said nervously before taking a deep breath. "But first, can I say something? I think... that Iida Tenya-kun should be the class rep after all!" He smiled and looked toward Iida who had a surprised look on his face. "He was able to get everyone's attention in such a cool way. I think it would be best for Iida-kun to do it."
Fuka smiled at this, despite not knowing what happened after she left them and only knew the class for a few days, before speaking up, "What I think Midoriya-san is trying to say is that he doesn't feel ready to be in a position like this. Leadership isn't a position, it's a responsibility that many can't handle the pressure that comes with it. Making decisions that not only would help others but also keep their comrades safe in the process, benefiting both parties. It takes a brilliant and cunning mind to take on a responsibility like this, gaining the trust of those around them through their actions, not just because they're smart or cool. But because they have what it takes to take on this responsibility."
Everyone looked at Fuka in amazement over the speech as well the strong emotions behind the words, the girl in front of them sounded as if she knew what she was really talking about. Hatori had been a leader somehow in the past and had an aura of pride coming out of her.
"I'm good with that, too." Kirishima notes as Kaminari nodded. "They both are saying it, and it's true that Iida was a big help at the cafeteria today."
"Yeah, and he kind of looked like the person on the emergency exit signs, didn't he?" Kaminari pointed out with a smile.
"You're wasting time." Aizawa muttered before laying back onto the floor. "I don't care what you do, just hurry up and do it."
'Aizawa-san…' Fuka thought, her eyes going soft at his hidden soft nature.
Iida stood up before speaking, "If the class rep has nominated me, then it cannot be helped." Iida then reached a hand up in a formal manner, "From this day forth, I, Iida Tenya, promise to do my best to carry out the duties of class representative."
"We're counting on you, Emergency Exit!'" Kirishima gave a thumbs up while Fuka tried to keep herself from giggling at the nickname.
"Emergency Exit Iida!" Kaminari cheered at the new class rep. "Do your best!"
"Let's work hard together from here on out, Iida-kun." Fuka said to her friend.
Iida looked at her determined, "Right! Hatori-kun!"
It was the end of the last period and Fuka quickly gathered her things to catch Aizawa and tell him to gather the teachers for an emergency meeting, she needed to tell them that the reporters were just a distraction for someone to infiltrate the school. Before she could get out of the classroom, Fuka's head was spinning slightly and took a deep breath to calm herself a bit, getting Yaoyorozu's attention a bit.
"Are you all right, Hatori-san?" She asked nicely but slightly worried.
"I'm okay, Yaoyorozu-san." Fuka lied, not wanting people to worry about her. "Just a slight fatigue, possibly from all that pushing around earlier. Besides, I have to talk with Aizawa-san about something. See you guys tomorrow."
Before Yaoyorozu could say anything else, Fuka quickly walked away to find her teacher and left the gifted student worrying about her. Yaoyorozu had seen the sign of exhaustion in Hatori's eyes and wanted to make sure she really was okay, both as her classmate and potential friend. Fuka jogged toward the direction Aizawa walked and quickly found him in the hallway, hearing the footsteps from behind and saw Fuka coming toward him.
"Fuka, shouldn't you be going home like the rest?" Aizawa questioned her, knowing her routines fairly well.
"Aizawa-san, we need to start a meeting right away!" Fuka replied instantly with a serious gaze. "A Villain managed to get inside during the uproar this morning." Eraser Head got alarmed at the statement.
"Are you sure?!" Fuka nodded.
"I'll tell you all the details once everyone is gathered."
The two hurried to the principal's office, telling him to assemble the faculty of the hero course for an emergency meeting. Once everyone was gathered in the conference room, Fuka explained that someone with a dark aura had been searching for something inside the faculty office and explaining the real reason to why the reporters managed to get inside the school, but it happened so quickly that she couldn't determine the appearance of the invader.
"...From what I can gather after looking around the office," Fuka told them, "They were looking at some of the schedules, mostly those of the hero course and involving All Might."
"This is worrying." Principal Nezu concluded after Fuka's explanation. "It looks as though our hunch was correct, a villain broke the barrier into the school to cause a distraction in order to get inside. Thank you, Fu Hua, for the information. We'll take care of it from here."
Fuka bowed slightly in shame, "I'm sorry for not being more useful in this situation."
"There's no need for blaming yourself, Fuka-chan." Midnight pointed out as she stood up from her seat by the U-shaped table and walked over to the girl, placing her hands on the girl's shoulders in comfort. "Not only are you a student here now, but you're also very inexperienced when it comes to encountering villains. We are setting all of the students' safety over catching a villain."
"Midnight is right, firebird!" Present Mic replied, Fuka rolling her eyes at the familiar nickname.
"Hizashi-san, I appreciate that you've kept yourself from calling me your nickname in front of others. However, I would like for you to call me by name full time. I'm not a little kid anymore."
Present Mic was shocked in a comical way, "I got rejected…!" Aizawa sighed at his college's childish nature, having noticed Fuka's clenched hand close to her chest and the slight shaking of how hard clenched it is that it could draw blood soon.
"Fuka, how much of your power did you use?" Aizawa asked, bringing the rest of the teachers' attention and the student looked down in shame.
"My teleportation. Three times." Fu Hua answered quietly, shocking everyone with worry. "I took some painkillers earlier, I just need to rest when I get home."
"Do you want some help home?" Midnight asked immediately and Fuka shook her head as an answer.
"I'll be okay, I've been able to tolerate most of the pain by now." Their foster child assured them, "Thanks to all the training you've given me."
"If you say so…" Midnight sighed as Fuka excused herself to get going to her apartment.
"I'll go check on her later to make sure she's alright." Aizawa told them, "As her official guardian, I need to make sure she doesn't do anything more to herself."
"Good. We leave it to you, Eraser Head." Nezu agreed, "Now, to more important matters…"
Fuka was starting to gain a headache from the strain earlier, the chest pain and coughing up blood was something that they all realized very early on in her training and the pain was hard to adjust to since it felt like having knives in the chest all the time that could make anyone scream in pain. But she was glad that the strain comes only when she used too much of her power in one go without resting in between usage, it was one of the many reasons why she always kept painkillers in her bag. After putting on her outdoor shoes back on, Fuka began her walk home but at the gate was a surprise and she couldn't keep herself from smiling. Waiting by the gate was Yaoyorozu Momo.
"Yaomomo…" Fuka called out, getting her attention.
"I'm sorry, Hatori-san." Yaoyorozu apologized a bit guilty, "I know I shouldn't worry, however, knowing what your Quirk does to you after overusing it…" Fuka looked down in shame at the mention. "...I couldn't help myself from making sure you were okay."
"Thanks for your concern, however…" Fuka started, causing Yaoyorozu to be worried, "...stop calling me by my surname already. You can call me Fuka or Fu Hua, we're friends after all." Momo started giggling at this and Fuka joined in a few seconds later as the two started walking in the same direction.
"Apologizes, Fu Hua. Is it okay to say your name in it's chinese saying?" Fu Hua nodded in agreement.
"My family calls me that after we found out I was born in China, so I'm quite used to it. Heh, it's hard to realize how different it is to be in the hero course after Junior High."
"Yes, people used to praise us because of our strong Quirks but now, it is our actions and talents that judges us. I believe everyone made the right choice of choosing you for vice class president, especially after that speech you gave about leadership." Fuka blushed in embarrassment.
"I don't know where it came from. I just felt nostalgic and the words came out one after another, I just feel embarrassed when thinking about it. I don't think I'll be good as class president at all."
"I think that's the reason why everyone trusted you even though you did become the vice president. You inspired our classmates and were overflowing with confidence unlike Bakugo's from the start, you seem to care for all of us since the first time meeting each other. You really have the personality and qualities of a hero already. You saved Todoroki-san from Bakugo's hit in the mock battle after all."
"I just did… what felt like the right thing to do, considering what happened earlier. Choosing Todoroki for the mock battle was the best chance since his ice could counter my fire, not that I would use it, but when All Might chose Bakugo and Iida I knew I made the right choice."
"At least you got to choose your partner, I had someone who was just interested in looking up my costume and did none of the work!"
"Right, I still wonder how he got in from the beginning. He seems smart but his attitude and Quirk is not really that great." Fuka looked up and saw that they had just arrived at her apartment complex. "This is my place. Do you want some tea before you get home?"
"Is it alright? I don't want to intrude and surprise your family." Fu Hua just smiled and walked up a staircase to the upper apartments.
"It's alright, Momo. My foster family just pays for my expenses until I earn money myself and check up on me from time to time, besides I don't think Feng would mind either that you come for a little while."
Momo looked at her confused and the orphan took out her keys to unlock the door, "Feng?"
Fuka opened the door and the two walked inside the apartment. Getting off their shoes at the genkan*, Momo walked into the apartment and looked around a bit. It was a 3 bedroom apartment, the toilet and shower was separated in front of each other in the hallway. One of the bedrooms was probably Fu Hua's as it was mostly decorated with traditional and oriential chinese and japanese decorations but there was a big cage fit for a bird in the corner of her room, which had Momo curious. The second bedroom was a guest room and the last bedroom was a home gym for some reason but simply understood it was for keeping a healthy routine.
Walking into the kitchen and living room area, Momo saw the robust but comfortable interior but next to the couch was a bird tree and perched on one of the branches was a parrot sized white bird with bright red feathers at the end of its wings and the long tail feathers and looked at Momo with curious bright cyan eyes, tilting its head like it was trying to figure out what she would do.
"I see you've met Feng." Fuka pointed out as she came into the room, no longer wearing her glasses, holding up her arm. "Come here, Feng." The bird immediately flew to its owner and gently landed on her arm.
"What a beautiful bird! I didn't know you had such a magnificent pet, Fu Hua." Momo praised her as she gently stroked the bird with her finger and Fuka chuckled.
"I've had her since I was a little girl." Fuka explained as Feng moved to be perched on her shoulder as the owner walked to the small kitchen to fix a pot of tea. "She was just a hatchling when my aunt figure brought her to me after she had caught a few animal smugglers back then, we later on realized that Feng felt very safe around me and I've raised her since then."
Momo came to help out and Fuka pointed at the cupboard which contained the tea cups, "That's so generous, why did you name her Feng, by the way?" Fuka smiled geniuely.
"It's the chinese word for 'Phoenix'. I kinda have a history when it comes to the word, after all, it is the name of my Quirk."
Fuka and Momo spent some time together to catch up since the recommendations test a few weeks ago. The two girls had been in the same Junior and Junior High but didn't interact with each other until they met through the recommendation program the last two years of Junior High, by that time they started to help each other on and train together. It was how Momo got to see the repercussions of Fuka's Quirk and the lingering effects it had even though it wasn't anything dangerous or life frightening to her, but it was quite the scare to anyone when seeing that state.
After Momo left to get home to her residence, Fuka changed out of her uniform into more comfortable clothing and started to make food for herself while giving Feng her food which just consisted of fruits, seeds and nuts. After getting some food in her system, Fuka had decided to read a book while laying on the couch to relax like she had promised her foster family to relive her body from the strain. However, as she was reading, Fuka began to doze off and later on fell asleep with the book laying on her chest instead.
Feng watched over her owner's sleeping form before she heard the door open again and a shuffle of footsteps was heard, Feng prepared herself to attack whoever came in but stopped when she saw who it was.
"Easy, Feng." The grumpy voice of Aizawa told the bird. "It's just me." Feng chirped in delight as Aizawa walked over to the sleeping Fuka and sighed to himself, "You're more trouble than Midoriya at times." Eraser Head watched patiently as he saw Fuka's hair starting to turn white from the hairline and spread through her long hair, the tips turning red and a single bright red streak on the right side of her bangs.
The guardian took the book and placed the bookmark between the opened pages before placing it on the coffee table next to him, he prepared himself to pick the white haired girl in his arms and carry her to her bedroom. After placing her in her bed, Aizawa began to remove her hair accessories out of Fuka's hair and placed them next to her fake glasses on the vanity/desk before putting the blanket over her body.
The pro hero could help but smile a little at the sleeping girl, he had come to know her as his own daughter in everything but blood. Aizawa got up to fetch Fuka's phone to charge it to stick with Fuka's casual routine, locking the door as Feng flew into her owner's bedroom and Aizawa switched the lights off in every room before walking into the guest room, planning to see how well she is in the morning just in case.
Japanese words Meaning:
Genkan= The small space right at the entrance where you take off your shoes in Japan where the floor levels differs. A common design in japanese households.
I've finally finished this chapter! I've got a lot of things going on in IRL since the start of the summer and had a hard time writing at all. Give me suggestions of how I can explore more of Fuka's personal life.
Sayonara, see you next time!