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It's been two whole years, years of pain and suffering, of joy and laughter. But most important of all, the two-year anniversary of meeting some of the best friends Shoto will ever make. That includes all of his classmates of course, especially Tenya, Ochaco and Izuku.
Shoto spent most of his time with the three of them, but all of his classmates are very special to him. They're currently at the end of Summer break, tomorrow, they'll have to go back to school, back to the dorms. He heard everyone complain about the break ending, but Shoto honestly couldn't wait to return, going to classes and working hard every day to improve their skills. He couldn't help but miss spending his days around his friends.
Of course, It's not like he hasn't seen them at all recently, it's quite the opposite. They had spent much time together during break, meeting up to go to various places, but those times would always come to an end, and he would always have to say goodbye.
The clocks show 10:30pm. He had spent even the last day with his friends, walking through the city, enjoying some ice cream. Now, he is standing in his room, his old room, inside the house holding so many horrible memories, alone. Ready to end the day.
T-Shirts and books find their way back into the Suitcase that brought them here. And after brushing his teeth, closing the curtains and a quick change of clothes, he went to sleep. It was a quiet night.
The next day arrives fast, he rolls out of bed, and gets changed. He would meet his sister downstairs, she was the only one at home this morning, though she'd be leaving soon as well. Endeavor, to his luck, is busy with hero work, and Natsu was away for college.
“Ah Shoto! Good morning!”
Fuyumi said with a smile, she's wearing an apron, as she had been making breakfast for the two of them. Together with the smell of eggs and bacon in the area, she once again managed to make this place seem more normal, calmer.
“Morning Fuyumi.”
“You're leaving today, aren't you?”
“Yea.
“But you're not leaving right now, right? How about we eat some breakfast together? I made some omelettes if you care for one.”
“Thank you.”
“No worries, c´mon, sit down! Also, you have quite a few things with you, right? I can give you a ride to school.”
“Don't overwork yourself, I can handle it. Also, don't you have to go soon?”
“Oh please, I'm not overdoing anything, and work is in a few hours, so I've got time. I just wanne help out my little brother, that's all.”
“...”
“...”
“So it's settled then, ill drive you to school, what time was it again?”
Right. Once she sets her mind on something, it's nearly impossible to change it.
“...2pm.”
“Got it!”
Fuyumi was always like this, always looking out for them. Shoto remembers when she heard about him coming back for break. She seemed so happy to have all of them together again, even went out of her way to stay, instead of leaving to sleep in her own apartment.
Shoto couldn't say he enjoyed his time here, as always, but Fuyumi gives this place a calmer atmosphere. It's thanks to her, Shoto could find a little peace, even here, in this hellhole of a house. Though he still tried his best to stay away from Endeavor, as far as he could.
They ate breakfast together. Afterward, Shoto made his way upstairs to get his bag and suitcase. They didn't carry a lot, only the essentials, but it seems that alone can already go a long way. Fuyumi tried to help Shoto, but he seemed to want to do it himself.
After packing the luggage in the trunk of the car, and taking seat, they finally drive off.
Fuyumi puts on her favorite playlist, and hums along to her favorite songs. Some of which modern trends, others classic, soppy love songs. The atmosphere was soothing and warm, as it always was when she's around.
Shoto would listen to the song's lyrics, as he had nothing better to do. Stories about falling out of love, beginning to love, and mostly just pain. The lyrics felt more like a scream for help, than a loving embrace.
He wondered why people would mostly connect it to pain. Wasn't it supposed to be a good thing?
Either way, it wouldn't matter, as he had no connections to love. He never really thought about relationships before, it had nothing to do with him, he thought. Of course, he loved his friends, but nothing more. No one would stand out. Right?
He would hide these thoughts in the back of his mind. An unknown object floating around, caged away for all eternity. Or, until it escapes.
Soon, they would arrive at UA.
“Annd here we are, are you gonna be ok with your bags? You sure you don't want any help?”
“It's fine. I'll be alright.”
“Well, if you say so. Make sure to text me every now and then ok?”
“Will do..”
Fuyumi stays quiet for a few seconds.
“I'm happy we got to have those 6 Weeks together as a Family, even though some of them weren't as happy as I'd hoped…But I'm also glad to know you'll be back living amongst your friends.”
She smiles softly, and takes a step forward to give him one last hug, which Shoto takes as reserved as always. His arms barely touching her back, but they're there! Usually he'd just stand there in confusion, but it seems Fuyumi finally made some progress.
After some more goodbyes, they part ways, and Shoto makes his way back to the dorms, eager to meet his friends once again.