Shoto gets an unexpected visitor
Flurries of snow fell from the cold grey sky, coating the graveyard in a blanket of clean white snow. The wind howled and nipped at the skin of those who decided to visit their loved ones.
Among the rest of the headstones within the site was that of Todoroki Touya’s, adorned with old pictures of the boy as well as mementos kept by the family.
Fuyumi knelt as his grave as she placed a new batch of flowers upon the headstone, making sure not to disrupt the lit incense. She tossed the wilted bouquet aside.
“You came here a few days ago, yeah?” The male behind her asked, his hands shoved in his jacket pockets.
“Of course,” Fuyumi replied, standing up. “Shoto came as well.”
“It’s crazy how Yuki appeared a day after his birthday.”
The white-haired woman turned towards Natsuo. She told him everything once he returned from college. Normally he wouldn’t spend the break with the rest of the family, but this year was the exception. He wasn’t surprised by the news of Touya’s daughter. He was however surprised by the role the Number 2 hero played in all of this.
“It’s not unlike Touya to stick it to the old man and fake his death,” Natsuo continued. “I would’ve done the same if I was given the chance.”
“Don’t say things like that,” Fuyumi scowled. “He left us. And he chose not to come back.” She turned back to the grave. “That’s cruel.”
Natsuo sighed. “Your right, sorry. But maybe it was the smartest thing—Yuki is his daughter, yeah?”
“I know,” she closed her eyes tightly. “It hurts he ran away but dad would never accept the existence of his granddaughter. In the end, he did the right thing,” a tear slipped down her cheek “I just wish he’d return home.”
The male Todoroki pulled his sister closer, warming her cold skin. “He will. He’ll want Yuki back. So he’ll come home. I know it.”
Fuyumi leaned in, resting her head on her brother's broad shoulder, sniffling. “I hope you're right. And I hope he’s okay.”
“Dabi! Dabi! Come here!” Toga burst through the League’s doors, rushing straight over to the scarred man who was lounging on the couch. She immediately flopped on his stomach, grabbing his attention.
“Ow, what the fuck, crazy—” he sputtered, wincing as she shifted his staples.
Twice soon followed, practically knocking the doors off its hinges.
Dabi tried his best to peel the wild teenager off of him. “Where the fuck have you two been? Handsy told you to stay at the base.”
“Look at this,” the blonde shoved her crappy Nokia phone in his face, the screen displaying a few blurry photos.
The ravenette’s eyes widened. It was hard to tell but it was a picture of Yuki alongside Shoto and what Dabi was sure was Hawks’ student intern. What the fuck are they doing together. What the fuck.
Thousands of thoughts ran through his mind as he stared blankly at the screen. Did Shoto find Yuki? Did he put the pieces together? Why were they at the mall—god he missed his firecracker. Anger rose to the surface at the thought of his family being near her. He had one job—and that was to protect Yuki from Endeavour. He would die before failing.
“We found her with some of those class 1A heroes from Shiggy’s kill list!” Toga exclaimed pointing at the phone. “Twice and I swear we’ll find them and make them pay!”
“Why didn’t you catch Yuki before coming here?” Dabi seethed. One more second that Yuki spent with Shoto was one more opportunity that Enji had to find her.
“For your permission of course—screw you! Plus there were too many people at the mall to attack the heroes!”
“Ugh, but here’s the worse part,” Toga squinted her eyes and drew Dabi’s attention to the bottom of the photo.
Dabi’s face blanched, he felt himself stop breathing for a second. Within his daughter’s grasp was a Hawks plushie. There was no mistaking it.His heart nearly dropped. The scarred man clenched his jaw as Toga continued ranting.
“I can’t believe those UA kids forced Yuki~chan to buy hero merch. We taught her better than that.” The blonde complained, taking her phone away from Dabi’s face. “They could’ve at least gotten her a cuter plush.”
The fire user remained silent for a moment. Processing what he just witnessed. That was Yuki with a Hawks plush, a Keigo plush. Rationally it could just be that the winged hero merch caught the four-year old's attention—they both had wings after all. That could be it. Hawks didn’t even know Shoto. But Dabi had a bad feeling it was something more.
“Dabs, are you still in there?” The bloodthirsty teen waved a hand in front of the villain’s still face. “We swear we’ll get Yuki, alright?”
“Take me to him,”
“Huh?”
“Take me to Sho—the Endeavour kid, take me to him,” Dabi demanded firmly, rising from the couch.
“Uh, dude, UA is a highly secured property—it’ll be a piece of cake to break in!”
“Yuki could still be with him,” Dabi reasoned. “Inside the dorms. We’ll grab her there and leave just as quick.”
“That would be so much smoother if we had Kurogiri,” Toga huffed. “But if you want to break into the UA dorms…we’ll help.”
“Oh my gosh, she’s so adorable!!” Mina gushed upon seeing the photos Shoto provided to the class. “Is she your sister?” She and several others stood around Todoroki’s desk, getting a good glimpse of his pictures of Yuki.
Shoto shook his head. “Just someone I babysat yesterday with Tokoyami.” He explained, putting his phone away. Fumikage shook his head in defeat from his own desk.
“Well, she’s super cute!” Uraraka commented, clasping her hands together. “You should totally bring her to UA at some time.”
“I don’t know if children in the classroom would be tolerated, Uraraka-san,” Iida retorted. He pushed the rim of his glasses up with his index finger, “but I must agree.”
“I don’t think that’s possible,” Shoto muttered. “You see, I have this theory—“
The entire class groaned in unison.
Midoriya spoke up first. “This better not be about how Yuki is some secret love child of Pro heroes Hawks and Endeavour.”
Shoto paused. “...I never thought of that.” Perhaps a lovechild between Hawks and Endeavour—his father can produce blue flames on occasion if he tried hard enough. And they do work together—
“Good morning class,” Aizawa wondered in the room with his yellow sleeping bag in hand. He observed all of his students being crowded around Todoroki’s desk. “Please get back in your seats before the lesson starts. I don’t care what kind of conspiracy Todoroki has this time.”
Shoto raised his hand eagerly. “But sir—“
“No” Aizawa cut him off. The last time was too much. Sero was not his child no matter how many times Todoroki persisted. “Please, not today.”
The bi-coloured teen sat on his dorm room bed, catching up on some homework assigned that day. He didn’t have much going for him currently and his mind was preoccupied with Yuki’s parentage. Midoriya brought in a good point about Endeavour, but Yuki herself admitted that Dabi was her father. Unless she lied or got confused. He had no idea how four-year-olds worked.
Suddenly there was a knock on his balcony door, startling him from his thoughts. The teen turned his head towards the window, startled. There was no way that was one of his friends on the balcony:
Cautiously Shoto got up from the comfort of his bed, carefully making his way towards his curtains, pulling them open. Shoto had to do a double-take—because who he saw waiting for him outside was the flame villain Dabi in the flesh.
He blinked. “What are you doing here?” Shoto asked calmly, opening his balcony door so he could join the scarred man outside.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Dabi drawled, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “I’m here for Yuki.”
Ah. “So it is true,” Shoto muttered. “everyone else was wrong…” the teen then glanced up at the villain. “How’d you even get on the balcony, did the mist guy break out of prison?”
Dabi shook his head. “I may or may not have used a human latter to get up here.” (Toga and Twice were willing to comply)
“Wait, can I ask something before I tell you where Yuki is?”
The villain huffed in annoyance. “Uh, yeah?”
He leaned in. “How does that work—like you and Hawks—have you guys met before?”
Dabi took a quick step back. “W—what?!”
“I just figured Yuki was the secret lovechild of you two,” Shoto explained calmly.
“W-where’d you get that idea, kid?” Dabi scoffed, crossing his arms. Is that fucking obvious?
“Uh, the big bright red wings, duh.”
“Oh,” phew
“That and Hawks keeps insisting Yuki is his daughter.”
“Oh.” Fuck.
“He and my sister keep thinking my older brother is alive, and I think that’s ridiculous,” Shoto smiled to himself. “They mistook Dabi’s blue flame for Touya’s. “But I knew otherwise. I’ve connected the dots.”
Dabi starred as his brother, dumbfounded. “You didn’t connect shit.”
“I’ve connected them.”
The scarred man sighed. “Sho, you are so fucking dense it hurts.”
“Woah, just because I know you have a daughter does not mean we’re on a first-name basis.” The teen stated, surprised by Dabi’s lack of formality.
“Of course we are, dumbass,” he squinted at his younger brother. “I’m Touya.”
Shoto blinked. And blinked again. His mind was unable to compute the words that came out of the Villains mouth. “Huh?”
He never would’ve thought of that. Touya becoming a bad guy? Touya with those extensive and painful scars? Touya wanting to kill dad? That can’t be true—
“I never died, Sho. I escaped and started living my life as a single dad/villain—Fuyumi and Hawks were right—wait how do they know each other??” Dabi paused. He never mentioned to Keigo he was a Todoroki—was the bird brain that smart??
Before Shoto could respond a knock sounded from his dorm. “Todoroki? Are you in there?” The voice asked. “I need to talk with you.”
It was fucking Eraserhead.
Dabi and Shoto remained silent, staring at the door. Anyone could walk in and see the villain and the student standing on the balcony. It was a very compromising scene, to say the least.
This would not be a good time to reunite with the teacher of one of the students I helped kidnap. The villain grimaced as he kept still.
Aizawa knocked one more time before swinging the door open. “Todoroki, I’m very concerned about your conspir—“
The teacher stared at the two in front of him, unmoving, his hand still on the doorknob. Aizawa deeply sighed. “I don’t get paid enough for this.” And left.
Shoto turned back to Dabi, both deciding to ignore what just happened.
“Anyway—um, I dunno the details,” the UA student shrugged. “You’re just gonna have to ask them.”
“I’m not here for family reunions. I’m here for Yuki, where is she?”
“Oh, she’s with Hawks. Either at his apartment or Fuyumi’s. Good luck finding her though, Touya.”
“Yeah, I’m not going to either of those places,” Dabi stated. UA, he was willing to trespass, but his childhood home or his ex-boyfriend's house? He’ll pass. The villain was ready to leave. He had no luck of finding Yuki with Shoto and he already overstayed his welcome. He was already thinking of ways he could lure out Yuki instead of waltzing in the Todoroki residence like he was a fucking ghost.
“How’d you even know I had Yuki in the first place?” Shoto questioned before Dabi could hop off the balcony’s railing.
“I saw a photo with her and you at the mall,” the ravenette simply answered. “I see you bought her clothes and that distasteful Hawks toy.”
Shoto grinned brightly. “Yeah, but I bought it with Endeavawhore’s credit card.”
Dabi let out a dark chuckle. “Okay, that’s awesome.”
The teen joined in the laughter as well until something dawned upon him. “I bought Yuki things with Endeavour’s credit card.”
Dabi also stopped in his laughter. “Oh my god, you're a fucking idiot.”
“Dads gonna track the purchases and find out about Yuki!” Shoto panicked.
"Uh-calm down-maybe he'll think you bought the Hawks toy for yourself?" Dabi winced.
"I bought clothes for a four-year-old, dude. Dad may be a flaming pile of trash but he isn't stupid! He'll go home to investigate! Yuki and Hawks are probably with Fuyumi!" Shoto panicked, proceeding to mumble to himself.
The scarred man sighed and looked at his brother with seriousness. “We need to get to Hawks and Yuki before Endeavour can.”