Possible Trigger near the end (CSA, rape, abuse, suicide, ect)
My Hero Academia: Yashiro The First Quirk
Ch.6- Dad and Papa
I followed Yamada into the hospital, I wonder how bad he must look. The image of him in that pool of blood barely conscious flashed into my mind. I shuddered involuntarily, then I felt a hand on my head. Turning I saw Yamada smiling down on at me which made me smile. I have Papa here, Dad is gonna be okay…
"Don't think too hard." He hushed I nodded as he put an arm around my shoulder.
"Thanks," I replied as we walked through the hall nurses bowing to us.
Finally, we reached the room, Yamada pulled away and opened the door almost soundlessly. The bed was hidden behind a curtain, I followed Yamada staying a few steps behind him. Yamada peeked behind the curtain, please be okay Dad. Be better than you were before…
"Hizashi," Aizawa stated, I felt myself relax a little, he's awake.
"Good to see you awake Shou." Yamada chimed and began to draw back the curtain.
Dad's face was wrapped like a mummy and both arms were cocooned inside overly large casts. I bit my lip as I looked at my caretaker and teacher. He's alive. He's awake, relax! I covered my mouth and turned away; I need to calm down.
"Cry over here silly girl," Dad ordered I spun and raced to his bedside. "Not dead yet."
"I-I… I was so scared; I didn't want to lose you Dad. I just got you!" I sobbed I felt a hand on my head as I sobbed.
"Let it out," he urged as I let out a loud sob and gripped the edge of his blanket.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't save you!" I apologized if I had been stronger!
"Don't!" he hissed, I looked at him in shock. "Never blame yourself, I was your teacher and it was my job. Despite that, you still rushed to try and save me, but you're still a child. Never blame yourself."
"Dad…" I muttered, I felt Yamada rub my back.
"He's right, you did your best, never apologize for this." He added I nodded sniffling.
"You did great, I am proud of you." Aizawa soothed.
"Dad…" I muttered and I leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Thank you."
"Aww!" Yamada cooed.
"Just so I am clear, you are calling me Dad, right?" Aizawa asked, I flushed and nodded, please don't be upset. "Don't be a troublesome daughter."
"You're not upset," I muttered, he laughed.
"Why? As I said before, you are gonna stay with us." He stated.
"I'm glad," I said, I never wanted to leave them they are my family.
"We are so lucky." Yamada chimed and pulled me into a tight hug. "We get a daughter like you."
"Papa…" I muttered, he squealed and hugged me tighter.
"Don't break her," Dad stated, Papa, stuck out his tongue at him. "Mature."
"But you love us." I hummed, he chuckled.
"I do." He admitted.
"Sorry but visiting hours are ending." A nurse stated we turned to see her in the doorway.
"One last thing." I chirped and pulled out the gift Asui got him. "This is from Tsu-chan as a thank you for saving her. Don't argue you are taking it."
"Useful…" he stated I smirked as I leaned over and kissed his forehead.
"You rest up, we'll come to visit again soon." I hummed, I pulled back and Papa kissed him on the forehead a few times.
"Don't get too lonely Shou." Papa soothed, I smiled as Papa grabbed my hand.
"Get some sleep you two." He called as we left the room.
"Feeling better?" Papa asked I looked up at him.
"Yeah, you?" I replied he leaned his cheek to mine.
"Of course, now let's get home my little girl." He cooed I giggled as we left the hospital.
(Yamada's POV)
She was asleep on the couch, I didn't feel like moving her, it was kinda nice. I simply grabbed her blanket and covered her up and sat down turning on the TV. Flipping to the news I watched it in mild annoyance, so the vultures are at it again. This was gonna be hell, I grunted and switched the channel to a reality show.
'Meow!' Ken called I saw him strut in and jump into my lap.
"Got bad vibes, don't I?" I stated petting him as he nuzzled me.
I sighed and leaned back taking a peek at Yashiro and smiled, she was great. Not only was she just an amazing girl overall, she decided on her own that she wanted to be part of our family. Me and Aizawa never really had much family, some left when we came out, others hated us for our quirks. I touched the scar on my neck and frowned, I guess we are a bit broken.
"No!" Yashiro cried I spun to see her sit up and panting.
"Sweetie?" I asked she looked up at me big tears forming in her eyes.
"Papa… He's dead right, my real father, he's dead, right?" she pleaded, I grabbed her hands.
"Long dead." I soothed; she leaned her head toward my chest.
"Thank god…" she muttered, and I felt myself get angry I wish that man was alive so I could kill him myself.
"I won't ever let anyone hurt you." I hushed and pulled her close she laid against my chest.
"Thanks, Papa." She mumbled I leaned back and held her as she drifted off.
Once she was deep in sleep, I gently laid her down on the couch, picking up my phone I went me and Shouta's room. I sat on the bed and scrolled through my phone. I need to know, what is Midnight not telling me, what does she know? What did that man do to my baby girl?
"Hizashi?" Nemuri said in a confused tone.
"We need to talk," I stated I could hear shuffling.
"About?" she pressed.
"What did Yashiro tell you, what did that man do to her? What did he do to my baby girl?" I demanded; I could hear louder shuffling.
"I'll be over in twenty minutes." She replied and hung up.
I stood up and went the kitchen putting on the kettle once I got that done, I went to the livingroom. I scooped up Yashiro who was dead asleep and I moved her into our room. Laying her down on the bed I settled her into bed and took off her glasses setting them on the side table.
"Sleep tight." I hushed and leaned over kissed her forehead and headed back to the kitchen.
Pouring myself a cup of tea to soothe my nerves I walked out to the porch and slipped on sandals to stand on the porch. It was a quiet night, we lived in a relatively quiet neighbourhood. Being farther from crime let us actually relax when we were home. A little part of me wished I hadn't given up smoking, I needed that stress relief now.
"I'm here." She stated and walked into the yard she looked more serious than normal.
"Want some tea?" I asked she shook her head as we headed in and went to the kitchen.
"This is gonna piss you off…" she muttered as we both settled down to talk.
"I figured it would, but I need to know," I replied, she nodded and leaned back taking in a deep breath.
"He raped her." She stated I set down my tea gripping the mug tightly.
"He…" I began, I felt sick. "That sick fuck…"
"Agreed, when we learned his name, I did some research. Apparently, he tried to do the same to his adopted daughter. Then he severely abused all of his other children, her older brother committed suicide not long after she was gone. Her little sisters were taken away by force when they were ten after he beat the youngest near to death." She explained, how could a man like that exist.
"Worst part is all charges were dropped…" she hissed I felt my blood run cold.
"What?" I demanded.
"He paid big bucks to get the case dropped due to lack of evidence, luckily the girls were kept away. Her mother fostered the girls far away from him." She explained.
"Fucking hell…" I muttered; this was worse than I thought.
"What brought this on?" she asked, I sighed and took a swig of my tea to settle myself.
"She woke up screaming and pleaded with me to tell her that bastard was dead," I answered, Nemuri nodded and leaned back in her seat.
"Nezu knows, hard hide anything from that man." She muttered I nodded he would pull that out.
"I am taking to her a doctor tomorrow; she can't just suffer through this all with no help," I stated, she nodded.
"Good idea, poor dear, she's too young to deal with the shit we got from our jobs." She grumbled I nodded.
"She blamed herself for not being able to save Shou, don't tell her about her family," I ordered.
"Shit… Don't worry my lips are sealed, she doesn't need to know." She agreed.
"Mind using your quirk on me before you go," I asked she chuckled.
"Sure, might not work the best though mister fabulous." She teased I chuckled as she winked at me.
(Yashiro's POV)
I awoke and grumbled snuggling deeper into my blanket, I don't want to get up, too early. I rolled onto my stomach, wait this did not smell like my bed. Kinda smells like Dad. Turning my head, I saw Papa fast asleep next to me, was I in their room? I looked around and saw my glasses on the bedside table, I put them on and rolled onto my side looking at Papa.
"Papa?" I whispered and poked his nose.
"Mmm Yashiro." He mumbled and looked at me tiredly. "Sec."
He sat up stretching and began to put in his hearing aids and put back on his glasses and flopped down. His hair was a mess, sticking to him and out like it was alive. Even his usually neat moustache was puffed up like an old broom. I smiled as he tussled my hair a lazy smile on his face.
"Papa!" I whined he chuckled and pulled his hand away.
"Now we match." He stated I giggled as he winked.
"Not yet." I teased and took two strands of hair and pressed them to my face.
"Pfft! Hahaha! Perfect!" he laughed clutching his stomach in his laughing fit.
"Breathe." I joked as he began to settle down again.
"Is my moustache that bad." He wheezed I nodded, and he snickered.
"What are we gonna today?" I asked, he got up and scooped me up the blanket and all. "Papa!"
"I don't know slug daughter." He hummed and carried me out to the living room.
"Slug? Pfft!" I snickered as he set me on the couch.
"How did you turn your blanket into a sleeping bag." He stated I guess I was wrapped like a burrito.
"Rolling," I stated he chuckled and poked my nose. "A lot."
"We got a mission today." He began I nodded, and he pets my head. "You are gonna see a doctor today."
"Ugh, Papa…" I groaned he chuckled petting my head.
"I know, kinda sucks but gotta be done, I want you to tell the doctor everything." He stated I nodded. "Everything, even what you told Midnight."
"She squealed…" I muttered looking away.
"Coercion may have been involved." He replied.
"So, you made her squeal?"
"Right oh!"
"I'm gonna get put in a psych ward…"
"What?! No way, I just want to see if we can get you some help, whether with medicine or therapy. Let me tell you a big secret of pro-heroes. We all have PTSD."
"Huh?"
"Comes with the job, plus… Ever wondered about this bad boy?"
He pointed to the scar on his neck, it was kinda obvious, a battle scar of some kind. But the look in his eyes told me it might be deeper than that. I touched his cheeks and he smiled at me the sadness in his eyes still there.
"Not from a villain?" I asked he shook his head.
"Nope, I actually caused my parents to both go partial deaf when my quirk surfaced. They were pissed, so I used to wear a device to stop my quirk." He explained I felt sick. "It rubbed my neck so raw that by the time I was entering UA it had become this bad boy."
"Sickos…" I muttered he nodded and kissed my forehead.
"Yep, haven't spoken to them since I got into UA, I left their house moved to Tokyo and never looked back. Shouta was a bit similar he was raised by his grandparents, they disowned when he came out of the closet." He explained, so neither of them had family…
"I'm sorry…" I apologized he cupped my cheeks.
"Don't. I'm telling you this because I want you to know we understand a bit if anything is ever bothering you to come to us. We're family now and forever got it." He soothed, I felt tears well up and I nodded, and he kissed my forehead.
"I love you, Papa," I admitted, he smiled and rubbed my head.
"And I love you, sweetie, now." He said and got up stretching. "Want to help me make pancakes."
"Okay!" I chimed and got out of my blanket burrito and grabbed his hand.