Eijirou grabbed his legs, pulling them up to his chest and whimpering a bit. The pain in his back built for a moment like pressure of something needing to get released before it rippled around to his front, tearing into him like a thousand microscopic knives were scraping against in most sensitive internal organs. He bit his lip with his sharp teeth, causing the skin to shred and tear, filling his mouth with the familiar coppery taste of blood. He held his breath for what seemed like decades before the pain ebbed away enough for him to breath. He rolled over in bed, looked down and nearly shrieked. The once crisp, completely white sheets had been dyed his favorite color by his own body.

The pain began to build once again in his back before he had a chance to escape to the bathroom and find out if he had anything left from his last foster home. He hunched over, applying pressure to his front once the pain turned back into the knife-like sensation. He leaned back against the bed again, curling his toes and spikes of pain shot through his legs. He could feel his labia aching in pain as he bled into his pants.

Soon, the pain was over and he shot up, racing to the bathroom as quickly as he could. He sat himself down on the toilet with both his pajama pants and underwear (that was, unfortunately, panties instead of boxers) around his ankles. He winced at the sight of the menstrual blood that thickly coated the garments, though before he could do anything another pain shot through him. At this rate, he wouldn't even be able to attend classes today since he couldn't even get himself dressed.

His eyes began to well up with tears of frustration as well as pain. If he had just been born in the right fucking body none of this would be happening. He would be able to go to classes today and he wouldn't be in tremendous pain just because his body was going through a cycle that only women went through.

And dammit, he was not a girl.

He grit his teeth together, probably wearing them down to frightening levels as he did so. He reached down, moving through the pain to remove his soiled clothes, throwing them into the corner of his bathroom. He then opened one of the built-in drawers, pulling out a fresh pair of underwear and a thick pad. He ripped the pad open as the pain hit it's worst peak yet, probably because he had been awake for some time now. He stuffed it into underwear a little more carefully than he would have if he hadn't woken up covered in the lining of his uterus.

He quickly stuffed them on after cleaning his pubic hair of the dried on menstrual blood. He stood up, walking rigidly over to his dresser and using the wall as a support. Once he made it over there, he couldn't move anymore as the pain had gotten too bad.

Just as he thought that nothing could get worse, a knock came from the other side of the door. "Eiko?" Chihiro called. Her voice was sweet and concerned, as it always seemed to be when she was talking with her foster son. "I'm coming in, okay?"

He opened his mouth to say something but couldn't get anything but bile to come out of his throat. He clamped his mouth shut, trying to swallow down the puke caused by the pain. "Oh sweetheart," the woman cooed when she caught sight of him on the floor and the blood on his bed. She quickly rushes over to him but pauses before touching him. "May I touch you?"

He quickly nods yes, not trusting himself to actually open his mouth in fear that he might vomit on the nicest foster mother than he has ever had the chance to spend a month with. She responded immediately, placing her arms underneath his armpits and picking him up with some assistance from his barely working legs. She guided him to the bathroom, sitting him down on the edge of the tub and handing him a garbage can that he immediately vomited into.

"I'll be back with some pain medication and something light for your stomach, alright?" she asked, her voice soothing and calm, mirroring that of her wife's without the Quirk added to it. He only nodded, gagging a bit as the smell of the bile that he had just ejected from himself came back and hit his nose.

The pain began to build up in his back again, causing him to whimper out loud. Chihiro returned a moment later with a couple things clenched in her hands. "Eiko," she said carefully, pulling away from the trashcan a bit. "Do you always vomit during your times of the month?"

"No," he shook his head, beginning to shake a little bit. He could almost feel his face paling as the pain moved to his front again.

"Maybe this is because you've been really stressed out lately," she mused. "Regardless, if you take this it should get rid of the pain. It's just 400 milligrams of ibuprofen." She handed him two small pills and then a glass of water into his other hand. He managed to get both of them down before awful nausea due to pain came back. She handed him ginger ale and a small package of saltine crackers.

"Try and eat these," she said, referring to the crackers. "If you can't, that's okay but it should help with nausea and the pain."

"Okay," he croaked out, his voice deeper and hoarser than normal due to the bile that still clung to them. He popped open the ginger ale, taking a sip of that first to help calm down his stomach a little bit. Chihiro smiled at him for a moment before she stood up and walked back to his room. He opened the package of saltines next, shoving one whole into his mouth and chewing it as fast as possible.

He swallowed it down in small chunks as he was too anxious and nauseous to swallow all of it at once like he normally would have. He had just gotten the last of the cracker into his stomach when his foster mother returned with a pair of pajama pants and a fresh shirt as well as a heating pad. "Part of cramps is muscle tension, so these should help. Do yours happen mostly in the back or in the front?"

"They have these big build-up pains in the back like there's a lot of pressure and then they come around to my front and it just, hurts," Eijirou explained as he started on the second cracker, finally realizing how hungry he was.

"Oh, sweetie," Chihiro sighed, her shoulders falling. She sat down on the toilet, handing the heating pad to him. "I have a couple of heating pads that you can put into your underwear, do you want to try those?"

"Yeah, do you think I can go to school today?" Eijirou asked, worrying his lip in between his sharpened teeth.

Chihiro sighed, her shoulders falling as she handed her foster son one of the heating pads. "I don't feel like I would be very responsible if I sent you to school today. Especially if there is a chance of something happening like the villain attack happening again and you wouldn't be able to defend yourself very well if you can barely stand. I'm not trying to be evil, I hope you know that."

"I get it," Eijirou sighed, running a hand through his hair as he took the back heating pad from her. The pain was slowly beginning to ebb away just the smallest amount with the food he had eaten. He opened the package that the heating pad came in, reading the instructions. He did what they told him to and then pressed it to his back, attaching it into his underwear in the process as fast as he could.

"Alright, I'm going to go call you in," Chihiro stood up, beginning to walk out of the bathroom when she saw that he was feeling better. "You should probably eat something more substantial now that you can. What would you like?"

"Don't you have to go to work?" he blurted out the question before assessing if it was rude or not.

"Nope! I don't have any cases today, so I can stay home with you and take care of you," she grinned at him before continuing to call him in as sick to his high school.

Once she was out of the bathroom, he stood up on shaky legs and pushed his way back into his bedroom, grabbing the pants and a fresh shirt that his foster mother had brought him. The pain had almost completely gone away as the ibuprofen had finally kicked in and the heating pad on his back had taken care of the rest of the pain. He sat down on his bed with a sigh, maneuvering himself so that he could slip his pants on. They easily slid up his muscular legs onto his wide hips, which he was oh so grateful to have along with his broad waist as it made him look masculine despite having already fully gone through puberty. He shed of his shirt and then slipped on the new one that Chihiro had brought him, trying his best to ignore the pair of large breasts that hung of his chest as if mocking him to remind him that he was born in the wrong body.

He grit his teeth, pushing the thoughts of body dysmorphia out of his mind and standing up to go walk to the kitchen. His ears perked up as he heard his foster mother say his name, and a cold chill ran through him as he realized a very likely situation. "Hi, yes I'm calling to say that my foster child Kirishima Eiko will not be attending today," Chihiro said, her voice very different from the way that she spoke with Eijirou or Aiko.

The red-haired teenager walked into the kitchen, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as he waited for what she was going to say next. His brain should have rationalized that Chihiro would most likely very easily accept her with open arms, but the panic from what had happened with his last foster parents overrode that part of his brain and prevented it from working. He nearly began to cry when she saw her smile and say, "yes, she's not feeling very well so we thought it would be better to for her to stay home."

He sat down on the table in the dining room, watching her as she finished up the call and turned to him. "You're principal is so hands on!"

she chuckled. "He answered the call himself."

"Woah," Eijirou laughed. "I thought he'd have a receptionist or something. Then again, he met personally with me on the first day of school."

"Why did you have to go talk to him on the first day of school?" she asked curiously.

"Uh," he stuttered, trying to come up with a good lie.

His foster mother gasped as she remembered something, her hand flying to her mouth with a slight blush of embarrassment. "Oh, I nearly forgot! I was going to make you something for breakfast!"

Eijirou let out an audible breath, his shoulders sagging as he answered the question that she had asked him earlier. "Could you make me some eggs?"

"Of course, how would you like them?" she asked, walking over to the fridge.

He thought for a moment. "Sunnyside up?" he asked hopefully, giving her a small smile.

"Coming right up!" she chirped, her eyes bright and happy as she began to bustle around the kitchen. Eijirou leaned down, folding his arms up underneath her chin as he watched her. Chihiro seemed to move like she was dancing, actually spinning a couple times as she moved. Her long red hair fell over her shoulders and glistened in the morning sunlight. If he had been born a boy and was normal he may have fallen for her or someone immensely like her. They probably would have supported and loved each other and eventually settled down and had a family.

A familiar buzzing in his hand brought him out of his thoughts quickly and he instinctively opened his phone to the group chat to read the message.

Kaminari to Bakusquad

Hey Kirishima

You okay, dude?

Kirishima to Bakusquad

Yeah, I just wasn't feeling too great, my mom called him in sick

He paused for a moment when he got to the parental unit part of the text but decided that it probably wasn't something that he wanted to talk about just in case any of his new friends were as homophobic as his last set of foster parents were.

His phone buzzed again a few moments later as the rest of his friends messaged him. He smirked a bit, realizing that they must be on break between classes which is why he was getting a sudden barrage of support.

Ashido to Bakusquad

Get better soon Kiri!

Sero to Bakusquad

Yeah feel better Kirishima!

Bakugou to Bakusquad

Get better or whatever.

Kaminari is getting annoying without you here.

Kaminari to Bakusquad

Hey!

Bro, that's mean!

Sero to Bakusquad

He's not wrong, bruh

Kaminari to Bakusquad

You guys are so mean

T-T

Kirishima to Bakusquad

It's okay dude!

You can come stay with me and eat my mom's amazing cooking

And we can be super manly together!

Kaminari to Bakusquad

*clings to Kiri*

*glares at everyone else*

Ashido to Bakusquad

It's okay Kami!

I still love you!

Eijirou snorted as his friend spoke to each other until suddenly the texts just stopped. He sighed, realizing that classes must have started or they got in trouble for texting. Chihiro walked over to him with a plate of food in her hands and a smile on her face. "You feeling okay?" she asked, her eyebrows knitted together with concern.

"Yeah, actually," he nodded.

She beamed, putting the plate of food down in front of him. "That's great!"

"Can I ask how you knew it would work?" he questioned as he grabbed the fork she offered him.

"My Quirk is memory," she smiled. "I can remember every single story I've heard or book that I've read. I remembered something about a woman who had contraction like cramps and heavy bleeding. I'm no doctor, but I'd guess that you have something called endometriosis."

"Aiko said that she scheduled an appointment for me at the hospital to see if I have any mental disorders, maybe I can talk to the doctor about that too?" he offered.

"Sounds good to me! Now eat up," Chihiro grinned, rubbing his hand on his head and messing up his hair. He nodded, giving her a smile just as wide as hers before he began to eat the food in front of him. He heard his foster mother leave the kitchen and head to his room, probably to go clean up the mess his body had made in his bed.

"The food that she made always seemed so amazing," Eijirou mused to himself, taking another large bite of the eggs. He sighed to himself, finally feeling like he had people that he could rely on to take care of him. It was something he hadn't ever felt.