Unspoken Bonds | S. Aizawa x Reader

xvi. Lightbringer and Endeavor pt. II

As the two approached the front door to the Todoroki household, they heard an inhuman screech.

"Fuyumi!" Shoto Todoroki.

"I said don't look!" Enji Todoroki.

"My eyes!" Fuyumi Todoroki.

Aizawa and Yamada looked at one another, blinking a few times before approaching, and knocking on the door. Moments later, it was answered.

"Oh, Aizawa Sensei, Yamada Sensei." Shoto spoke, opening the door for them to come in. I used to think Bakugou was around Lightbringer all the time. I guess it's my turn now.

"We just came to check on Lightbringer." Aizawa spoke emotionlessly.

"Um, miss, are you alright!?" Yamada asked, extra loud for seemingly no reason.

"Oh, uh, I'm perfectly fine!" Fuyumi answered, rubbing her eyes.

"Did you look at her?" Aizawa asked, though he already knew the answer. The woman nodded in response.

"Where is she?" Shoto motioned towards the training room doors, which is where the teacher assumed Enji would be as well.

The two teachers approached, Yamada being the one to knock on the door. "Is it safe?" Aizawa prompted.

"For now."

The two walked in, mentally baffled to see such a sight.

The conscious, young Lightbringer and Endeavor were playing Patty Cake Patty Cake Baker's Man.

Yamada couldn't help but to burst out in, obnoxiously, loud laughter. Aizawa on the other hand, well, he just stood there, glad to see she was okay, even if she was now four years old.

Hearing new noises, [L/n] turned and looked at the two new people. Her eyes glistened as they locked onto Aizawa. She thrusted her finger at the insomniac while looking at Enji Todoroki.

"Emji! Emji! Is t'at the man wit' cats who carries a yewwow sweeping bag around wit' him? The one who never s'ows any emotion whatsoever, and he's the defini'ion of tal'ing to a bwick wall ha'f the time? But a'so the man, as weird and dumb as he may sound, ca'es fo' me more than he'll ever a'mit?"

Yamada's body was on the floor, laughing so hard he couldn't breathe whatsoever.

And Shoto Todoroki, who had been eavesdropping the whole time, choked on air. Pfft!

Eraserhead and Endeavor locked eyes, and in that moment, the latter answered as honestly and simply as ever. "Yes."

The insomniac's eyes had never been so narrow in his life, his glare never so sharp. Every ounce of his existence was focused on trying to not strangle Endeavor.

He sighed. "Well I'm just glad to see she's at least functioning, despite being a four year old. Take care of her." The man turned around to leave, and as he and the wheezing Yamada stepped foot out of the training room, Aizawa could've swore he heard him say something under his breath.

"I will, because you obviously can't."

"What was that?" Aizawa challenged, sure that he heard those specific words come from the Pro Heroes mouth.

"I will. Because you, Eraserhead, cannot."

Shoto Todoroki was reeling. He was getting bored and irritated over his own family drama. But this? This was exciting!

"Endeavor, I don't know if you're trying to start something here, but I suggest you don't. Your feud is supposed to be with All Might. Leave me out of it, and leave her out of it." His eyes narrowed once more, making his point crystal clear.

"I'm not starting anything, Eraserhead. I'm speaking factually, something you do all the time. As well as logically, which is something you are." The tension was becoming so thick Shoto could cut it with a butter knife, which he would if he had one on him.

Lightbringer's eyes were flashing back and fourth between the two men, not quite understanding what was going on and why they seemed on edge all of a sudden.

"You're trying to start a fight, Endeavor, which is the height of irrationality right now. I don't know everything that went on between you two, and it's not my business. But starting something with me is senseless." He stated, Yamada standing aside the young Todoroki, both watching with amusement, though the amusement wasn't noticeable on Shoto's face.

"Tell me, Eraserhead, if her Quirk were to go out of control during a mission, what would you do? You can't stop it, and you can't withstand it either. You and your Quirk do nothing but hold her back and put limiters on someone who doesn't deserve to be limited." Both men were getting into it, Endeavor who had plenty of things to say that he had been holding in for awhile, and Eraserhead who wasn't having his bull.

"Her Quirk won't go out of control, she's long past that." The insomniac stated flatly, and beneath all his baggy clothing, his body was tense. No one ever got to him, but this topic, his words, they were.

"Her Quirk gets stronger and stronger everyday, you can't tell me you haven't noticed it. You're with her every single day, or so it seems." He paused, his eyes locked on the fellow heroes angry, red eyes.

"You're a liability, Shouta Aizawa."

The painful silence that followed was beyond unnerving.

Shoto Todoroki, who had been thriving in the drama, now felt a certain amount of pain. Because, to an extent, his father was right.

Hizashi Yamada, who had been enjoying watching his friend actually become bothered, was now rather angry at the Pro Heroes words.

[F/n] [L/n] didn't quite understand what was going on, but she could tell that it was a tense situation and it made her uncomfortable.

Fuyumi approached the young girl, but was stopped by her father when she attempted to pick her up.

"Her Quirk will hurt you."

"Oh really? I'd rather suffer burns than make her have to sit here and listen to you two." Her voice was stern as she lifted up the [e/c] eyed girl and left the room.