A/N: Hello! This is a long chapter. I have been excited to write this chapter, so I think that is where all my focus has been. Bakugou gives Sora clothes. Sora and Eri have a play date and shenanigans happen. Hawks shows up! So much is in this Chapter! I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do. I love hearing hat you have to say. Please leave comments telling me what you think. I also would love to know which ship everyone is rooting for with Tokoyami
Chapter 7
Tokoyami carried Sora out of the elevator and into the hallway. He was surprised to see Bakugou waiting outside his room door. He was even more surprised to All Might standing behind him. Both were holding hangers with children's clothing dangling, and some large blanket.
"It's about time," Bakugou snapped.
Tokoyami recoiled at the statement. "I didn't know you would be returning. I had my phone one me."
"Whatever let's get inside. I want to hang these up for pipsqueak." Bakugou motioned towards Sora.
Sora looked at the garments hanging in Bakugou's hands. "Are those for me?"
Bakugou scoffed. "They sure as hell won't fit me."
Sora pushed herself out of Tokoyami's grip. She jumped over to Bakugou and began fiddling with the different clothes. Bakugou danced in place, snapping at the girl to stop. Tokoyami glanced over at All Might, who simply smiled.
"Why don't you let us in," All Might suggested.
Tokoyami unlocked the door and the group entered. Bakugou tore upon Tokoyami's closet and began to hang up all the different outfits for Sora. He pulled Sora next to him and had her look at each outfit that was hung on the hanger.
"All of these match. This is an Outfit. The shirt and pants go together."
All Might gently set his pile of clothes beside Bakugou and walked beside Tokoyami with the large blanket. "This is a rubber sheet," All Might said to Tokoyami. "After talking with Bakugou, I figured this was something you could use."
Tokoyami simply nodded before ripping part the nicely made bed. All Might assisted him with the rubber sheet. Once the mattress was encased in eh protective layer, they reapplied all the bedding.
"Thank you," Tokoyami said, bowing to All Might.
"It was no problem," said All Might. "Think of this more as a protection for school property."
Tokoyami turned his attention back towards Sora and Bakugou. Bakugou had his hands on his hips and was bending down to look the small child in the face. "You wear an entire outfit at a time, not just changing one article. You got it, Pipsqueak?"
Sora nodded. She lunged towards Bakugou and wrapped her arms around his hips. "Thank you, Bakugou!"
Bakugou blinked and stared at the child. He placed one hand on her head. "Sure."
"Yes, thank you Bakugou and All Might." Tokoyami bowed to each of them.
"It was no trouble," All Might said.
"Tsc, like you would be allowed off campus." Bakugou tore Sora from his leg and handed her a pair of pajamas. He then walked out of the room. "Later Pipsqueak."
"I better leave as well," said All Might gesturing towards the door. "If either of you need anything, feel free to ask. My door is always open."
The hero left, leaving Tokoyami and Sora alone in Tokoyami's room. The two changed and got ready for bed. Sora curled up against the brother under the blankets, and Dark Shadow turned out the lights.
"Fumi, what's going to happen tomorrow?"
"Well, the first thing that will happen is that I will take you to Aizawa sensei's home to stay with Mirio and Eri. I will go to class and you will hang out there. Then once classes are over I will come pick you up and we will get dinner."
"Will it be like this every day?" Sora asked.
"I'm honestly not sure," Tokoyami answered. "We just need to be flexible with whatever happens. Sound good?"
"Sounds good," Sora yawned. A few minutes of silence passed before Sora spoke again. "I missed this."
"Missed what?" Tokoyami asked, now with his eyes closed.
"Feeling safe with you." Sora smiled and quickly drifted off to sleep, as Tokoyami and Dark Shadow wrapped themselves around her more.
The next morning was a bit of a challenge. Sora was more nervous about being left alone. She clung tight to Tokoyami, not even wanting to walk. It was difficult for Tokoyami to carry both his sister, his bag, and her backpack, but he managed to hold all three as he walked.
Tokoyami could relate to the fear. "Mirio wants to be a hero as well," he said. "He will be nothing but kind."
Sora didn't respond with words. Instead she wrapped her arms tighter around Tokoyami's neck. Tokoyami could tell she was nervous. He nuzzled his beak against the top of her head as they left the dorm. After a few minutes of walking they arrived at Aizawa's home. Tokoyami knocked on the door.
The door swung open to the bright and shining face of Mirio. "Good morning!"
Sora's eyes widened, and he gripped Tokoyami's neck tighter. Tokoyami cough but managed to choke out a greeting. "Good morning, Mirio."
"You came just in time. Pancakes are done!" Mirio shows a plate with a large fluffy cake. Berries and whipped cream decorated the top as a smiling face.
Sora placed a hand on Tokoyami's face. "Please can I go with you? I promise I will be good. I will stay out of the way and be quiet."
Tokoyami lifted Sora off from his neck and to the ground. "It's not safe to have you in a combat are. Besides, Mirio is very kind. I promise you he is safe."
Mirio's face fell into a flat expression. This small girl was less trusting than he assumed. He thought that yesterday would have prevented this. He needed to bring her in. He turned around and placed his hand next to his mouth. "Eri, would you come show Sora where we eat breakfast?"
Little feet hit against the hardwood floor. Eri's smiling face peered beside Mirio's leg. She reached out and grabbed Sora's hand. "Sora! We get a desert for breakfast! Come on!" Sora turned to look to Tokoyami with worried eyes as she was dragged into the house and towards the breakfast table.
"Thank you again," Tokoyami said as he took off Sora's backpack and handed it to Mirio. "I placed her headphones and mp3 player in there, along with some extra clothes."
"I'm sure all will go well, Tokoyami," Mirio reassured.
"There is one thing," Tokoyami said opening the smallest pocket to reveal several lighters. Mirio looked shocked that a child's backpack would contain so many. "Since Sora is a Phoenix, she can heal herself. If she gets hurt, don't bother with bandages. Just light her on fire. She'll heal herself and she loves it. If she is sad, give her a lighter, and she will play ring around the roses. Just let her light herself on fire when in doubt. She could do that all day if needed. You can call me if something happens. Aizawa has permitted my phone to be on me. Either I will answer, or he will."
"Okay," Mirio said. "I'm sure that won't be needed. You have a good day at class."
"You can also add the two of us to your count to a million," Tokoyami said. "This is a debt I don't know how to return." Tokoyami bowed before turning away.
Mirio smiled and closed the door. He turned to see Eri scooping bites of the thick fluffy pancakes into her mouth, while Sora hesitantly cut at the sweet treat. She lifted the bite into her beak, and once she removed the fork, smiled. Mirio's grin widened. This was going to be an excellent day.
Mirio realized he had spoken too soon. After breakfast both girls sat awkwardly at the table. They didn't quite know what to do. They made small chatter. Things were yummy. They both liked berries. Finally, Eri figured you something to say.
"Would you like to see my room?" Sora nodded, and the two girls walked off.
Eri didn't have much in her room. There was a small bed, and a closet with clothes and a doll. Sora took a seat on the bed and stared at the space. There were some colored pictures hanging on the room. A picture of Eri and Mirio smiling together were on her night stand, along with a picture of Aizawa holding Eri.
"Is Aizawa sensei your dad?" Sora asked.
Eri shook her head. "No, but he looks after me. He is a lot nicer than the last person that looked after me."
"So Mirio is not your brother?"
"No. He's just nice." Eri grabbed a pretty dress out of her closet. "We can wear pretty clothes!"
Sora looked at the dress with a slight glare. "No thank you."
"Oh," Eri's voice dropped. She stared at the dress. "Is it okay if I get dressed up?"
Sora nodded. Eri smiled. She dropped the fancier dress on the floor and began to pull her own dress up over her head.
"No!" Sora screams. She ran out of the room just as Mirio began to sprint towards the room.
Mirio grabbed Sora by the shoulders. "What's wrong?"
"I don't want to get dressed!" Sora yelled and hit at Mirio's arms.
"I don't understand," Mirio said. Sora was in tears. She was hyperventilating and yelling. Her fists were starting to redden Mirio's skin as well. Mirio stared at her. "Should I get the lighter?" He thought.
He looked passed the red bird to see Eri now standing in the door, concerned. She had changed clothes. Aizawa has warned him that some shady things were happening in the Tokoyami household. Th
With a large grin, Mirio patted Sora in the head. "You don't need to do anything you don't want to. Hey why don't you two ladies do some coloring while clean up breakfast." He gestured to the living room, and both girls nodded in agreement.
Mirio didn't need the lighter, but he could see why Tokoyami had provided him so many. Sora was quiet. Luckily Eri was as well. They both eventually figured out a quiet game to play. Slowly the trust was rebuilt and eventually the two girls were running around squealing with fun, even including Mirio in on the fun.
For lunch Mirio made rice balls filled with pork. The girls ate while Mirio began pouring sugar, brown sugar, water, condensed milk and more into a large pot on the stove. He let the mixture sit on the heat and pulled out a large bag of apples. He began placing sticks in the apples.
Sora had watched Mirio as he proceeded with each step. Eri noticed as well. "Mirio, what are you doing?"
"I thought that after lunch it would be a fun time for us all if we made some caramel apples," Mirio said while flashing a giant toothy grin at the girls.
Eri's eyes lit up. "We can make those?"
Mirio nodded. "Yep."
Eri grabbed Sora's arm and shook it. "I had one of these at the Cultural Festival. They are so yummy!"
Sora looked at Eri's excited face and smiled. "Apples are my favorite food," she said.
"Mine too," said Eri, "and they are better with caramel."
The girls quickly finished their meal and joined Mirio by the stove. Mirio placed two stools in front of the stove. On either side, there were a plate of apples with sticks for each girl. There was a try with wax paper as well.
"Watch closely," Mirio said as he demonstrated how to carefully dip the apple in and place it on the paper tray.
Both girls watched closely and they each took turns dipping an apple into the pot of hot Caramel. Sora was careful and meticulous with each apple. After dipping it in, she spun the apple to keep the coating even. Eri was a bit more rapid with her dipping. She wanted to stick the apple in as far as possible, hoping to reach the bottom.
On her fourth apple, Eri stood on her tippy toes as she stuck the apple in. "I want to make this one really sticky!" Her stool began to wobble as she balanced on her toes.
"Eri, be careful!" Mirio tried to move to grab the girl but he was too late. She slipped, catching herself with one hand on the stove and the other hand in the hot caramel.
She screamed! Mirio pulled her arm out of the caramel and grabbed the other off the stove. His hand bumped against the pot, burning himself as well. Mirio carried Eri to the sink and turned on the cold water. He held her hands under the tap as she cried in pain. He plugged the sink and filled it with water. Once Eri could stand with her hand in the water, he left her at the sink to get the first aid kit.
"Get the ointment cream, then we can go see Recovery Girl. Hopefully Aizawa won't be too mad," Mirio mumbled to himself as he unzipped the bag. He winced as the zipper rubbed against his raw burned skin. There wasn't time for him to think about himself. He needed to worry about Eri first.
Mirio walked back into the room but stopped and watched what he saw. Sora had one of Eri's hand in hers and was bringing it under her eye. Sora tilted her head and tears dripped onto Eri's reddened skin. All the blisters, and red burns began to disappear as the tears splashed against her skin. She switched to the other hand, and the same thing happened to the other hand.
"Better?" Sora asked.
Eri nodded, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Much better. Thank you." Eri turned to see Mirio standing in awe. "Look! Sora fixed it. My hand is all better!"
Mirio walked over to get a closer look at Eri's hands. They were indeed better, with no signs of trauma. "That's incredible," Mirio said in awe.
Sora took ahold of Mirio's hand that had been burned. "You got hurt too." She brought the fingers close to her face and the tears dripped onto his hand. A cooling tingle spread over his hand and the burn disappeared.
Mirio flexed his hand in awe. "That's one incredible quirk you have there," Mirio said with a big smile."
"Should we finish the apples?" Sora asked.
"How about you two eat one of the cooled apples and I finish the rest of these?" Mirio offered. The two girls nodded in agreement.
An hour and a half later, Mirio had finished all the apples and safely cleaned up the girls. Both girls had begun to do something quiet. Sora was coloring and listening to music while Eri was watching some cartoon on the television. Classes should be over in the next thirty minutes. Aizawa would be back soon, and so would Tokoyami.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. All three stopped what they were doing and stared at the door. Mirio stood up to get the door. "Hmm. I wonder if class got out early?"
When Mirio opened the door, he was not the only one surprised. Before him stood the number two hero, Hawks. His red wings were tucked behind him, one hand in his brown avian jacket while the other held a toothpick to his teeth. "Oh? You're not Eraserhead."
"I am not. My name is Mirio Togata," the senior bowed to the hero. "It is such an honor to meet you Hawks."
"Thanks. Look, I'm sorry. I thought this was Eraserhead's home. I must have to wrong address," Hawks laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "I will just be on my-"
"You have the correct house. Aizawa sensei is still teaching. He should be here within the hour.," Mirio informed him.
"Oh, then do you think he would mind if I came in and waited?" Hawks asked. "He asked me to stop by when I finished my patrol, and I ended up finishing a little early."
"The more the merrier," Mirio said as he stepped aside for Hawks to enter. "We were all just sitting down, coloring and watching a show."
"We?" Hawks raised an eyebrow. He walked into the living room to see two small girls sitting and staring at him. "Well hello, children?"
"Yes, meet Eri and Sora," Mirio said pointing at each girl.
Eri timidly waved at the hero, while Sora starred with her beak slightly ajar. "Hawks," she whispered.
"That's me," Hawks proclaimed. "And who are you my little bird?"
"I'm Sora."
"It's nice to meet another red bird," Hawks said with a wink.
"You're Hawks as in Fumi's Hawks, right?" Sora stood up and walked over to the hero.
Hawks squatted beside the girl. "Who is Fumi and why am I theirs?"
"Fumikage Tokoyami. He's my brother."
Hawks was clearly surprised by this. "He never told me he had a sister?"
Sora giggled. "That's because you probably didn't ask the right questions. He is too focused on becoming a hero to think about other things."
"He certainly is a serious one. Why is he that way, little bird?" Hawks flexed his red wings around the girl.
"Fumi is going to be a hero as fast as possible for me. When he is a hero, he can buy a house, and then I can live with him instead of mom and dad."
That was a much more loaded answer that Hawks anticipated. He had never once considered asking his pupil about his homelife, simply because Tokoyami had never brought it up. There was more to learn here. Hawks could feel the uncomfortable stares from the smiling teen behind him. This clearly seemed to be news to him as well.
Hawks sniffed the air to change to subject. "Is that caramel I smell?"
Sora nodded. "We made caramel apples!"
"It was really fun," added Eri. "Even though I got hurt."
Hawks stood up and looked towards the one horned girl. "How did you get hurt?"
"I fell on the stove," Eri said. "It's okay. Sora healed me. Her tears are magic!"
Hawks glanced down at Sora to see her uncomfortably folding her arms. It appears she takes a compliment about as well as Tokoyami. "Well those sound delicious. Are there any caramel apples left over?"
"Absolutely," Mirio said.
"Can we have another one, Mirio?" Eri asked. Her eyes pleading with cuteness.
How could Mirio say no to that face. "Sure, but you need to finish it quickly. Aizawa sensei will be back in twenty minutes."
"That means Fumi will be back then too, right?" Sora asked.
Mirio nodded. "He will be back then as well." The blonde walked into the kitchen and brought out four apples on sticks. Each person grabbed an apple and sat on the couch, watching whatever program Eri had picked.
Twenty minutes passed, and there was no Aizawa or Tokoyami. Another twenty minutes passed, and they were still not around. Now the group was getting a tad concerned. Finally, another twenty minutes passed, and Aizawa entered the house.
"Hello," Aizawa said, as Eri raced to greet him. He picked up the girl and placed her on his hip. "Did you and Sora have a fun time?"
"It was really fun," Eri said with exaggerated nodding.
"That's good." He looked up to see Sora sitting beside Hawks. "Hawks, what a surprise to see you in my home. I didn't hear from Hound Hero that you had arrived."
"My bad," said Hawks laughing. "I sort of just flew in."
"Where is Fumi?" Sora asked.
"Yeah, where is that little mentee of mine?" Hawks asked leaning back against the sofa. "I need to give him a hard time for not telling me about his beautiful sister."
"About that," Aizawa said. "Our combat practice became a little out of hand. He was severely injured."