Little Mr Hero

That morning Dazai woke up at the usual time, going downstairs. As he headed down, chatter filled his ears. Today, he had to meet up with Mori.

As he headed down, his mind became foggy. He couldn't remember alot. Perhaps Sero, ah yes! Sero! He remembered that. Last night, his contacts, his bandages, his cuts. It was a very sweet scene, like siblings. Dazai always longed for an elder brother or sister, he knew that despite the tension between two siblings, Sero would probably care about him more than Mori ever did or does.

"Morning!"

"Morning..." He rubs his eyes tiredly. "Huh?... Have you always had yellow hair?..." Dazai mutters looking over at Izuku.

"Who me? I've never had yellow hair. It's still green!"

"Wha?... Ah... Never mind.. " He yawns going back up the stairs to his room. Sero laughed and shook his head.

"I'm back!.. "He smiles, walking back down the stairs. Of course, his eye colour had just changed. But nobody thought much of it.

"You found them?" Sero asks.

"Yep! I was wondering why you all looked more yellow than peach."

"Hold on! Is there something between the two of you that we don't know?" Iida peaks up.

"Oh. I wear contacts."

"WHAT?!"

"What?"

"Contacts are strictly forbidden from the school rules!"

"I'm an exception. I'm colourblind and 87% blind in my left eye."

"Really now?"

"Ask sero if you don't believe me."

"Sero?"

"It's true! Show them lil' bro!"

Dazai carefully removes his bandage and his contacts.

"AH—! Ah! Ahahaha— Ex- Excuse me reaction. I didn't mean to scream! It just caught me off guard. So you have one eye which has nothing and just a grey circle, and another eye which is pitch black and colour blind. "

"Mhm!" He nods. He was really curious to when Mori was coming.

Sooner or later, Preset Mic opens the dormitory door: "Young Dazai, we have a visited for you!"

"Finally."

"If you wanna go up to your dorm you can do that. He said he had to either take you home and then back or be put in a private room."

"Per usual. We can use my dorm, it's still default anyways."

"Fabulous! Wanna go talk with him outside? I gotta set some ground rules from Aizawa!"

"'Kay." He walks out as Mic walks more in.

"Aizawa wanted me to set some rules. Firstly, you can't stare or talk to the man. Second, don't smile at him. Thirdly, make no comments about Dazai's mother. Fourth, just behave. He'll be in Dazai's dorm most of the time and will only have an hour before returning back to Yokohama." Everyone nods in agreement.

You could hear Dazai and Mori talking, amongst themselves before they walked in. Everyone tried their best not to stare or get a glance of what his father looked like.

"You guys can stop the whole Aizawa rule thing. It's just Mori. He might suck but he won't kidnap you in your sleep."

Everyone breathes a sigh of relief and looks up. Dazai's glad goes straight to Mori. "Not a word, old hag."

"Hm." Mori chuckles and head to Dazai's dorm.

"Don't mind him. It's good enough he didn't smile at you all. At least that's a sign.... Hey where's Sero?"

"I heard he went to your room to drop of a snack he made of something called 'Harihata'."

"My room?" He quickly rushes up the stairs and you his dorm.

"Dazai! Is this your father? He's really nice!" Sero smiles, waving at Dazai.

"Mhm!" He nods, he whispers to Mori. "What did you do?"

Mori creepily smiles, "Nothing, my dear. Besides, he's 15. Not 12."

"Good."

"Huh?"

"Sero, this is my step-father, Mori."

"Nice to meet you!"

"Nice to meet you too." The man replies. "Have you been taking good care of my son?"

"Step-son." Dazai corrects.

"Right! My dear Dazai called me in to fix his scars and bring him medicine!"

"Yeah. Could just step out for a minute?"

"No problem-o!" He stands up and leaves. 

The tension between Dazai and Mori was thick. So thick you could cut it with a knife. "I heard you opened your cuts. Did anybody see them? "

"Only Sero. But he won't tell a soul. He sees me like a brother. "

"Oh? That's a problem indeed. "

"Don't do anything horrible to him. He's taken more care of me than you have."

"Oh but I thought what I did was nice. I figured
)you'd be more grateful that I enrolled Chuuya."

"WHAT?! You enrolled Chibiko?! Eeekk!!–... Clears throat, I-I mean: Eww you enrolled the slugg!!"

"Hehe. Kouyo did. I'm sure he's starting tomorrow. And he's in class 1B, so you'll be seeing him a lot. "

"That is... Amazing! I get to nag him all day?!?! That's great!" He jumps a bit: "AH SHI— Do me a favor and fix the scars already!!"

After a few minutes of talking, Mori finally leaves, dropping a piece of paper in Dazai's pocket and a bag on the counter. Dazai pushes the man out of the door and slams it shut. "Finally."

He runs over and peaks into the bag, his mouth becoming an O shape. "Old man isn't useless after all." He smiles, grabbing the bag and walking up the stairs. "Oh! Sero! Can you come. I need your help making these tasty."

"Sure!"