꧁twenty-three꧂
"So what brings you here, Endeavor?" Ataeru asked as he poured his guest tea. "Not a fan of prejudice but you're the type to not attend birthday parties."
Endeavor gave Ataeru a small head bow and grabbed the tea cup with both hands. He took a sip of the tea prepared for him then cleared his throat, "I decided to make an exception for (Name)'s a dear friend of my youngest son."
"Todoroki Shotou?" Ataeru sipped his tea, his gaze never leaving Endeavor.
Endeavor nods, "(Name)'s an outstanding kid. How did you manage to train her reach this far?"
"Me? Train her?" Ataeru scoffs. "I didn't even tell her to land a single punch on a bag. She reached everything on her own." He continues as he placed his cup on his desk. "Most likely, she was the one who helped me. But we won't go that deep into history!" Ataeru laughed at his own joke.
Endeavor couldn't hide the shock from what he heard. He thought it was impossible for her to be powered without the guidance of an adult.
"Are you sure?" Emdeavor asked.
Ataeru nodded, "she didn't accept any training from me. I couldn't give her any of it anyways since I specialize in support items, you see." He answered while pointing at his inventions that was displayed inside glass boxes around his room.
"I gave her support. Verbal and mental support. She wanted to reach this far, I told her she'll reach that far." Ataeru sighs, "It's where I specialize anyways, support."
Emdeavor was taken a back from what he said. It was for sure that Ataeru doesn't have an idea of what sin and horid things he did before, but how Ataeru spoke right now. It was as if every word was for Endeavor himself.
Endeavor's grip on the tea cup tightens. He heaved a deep sigh and stared at Ataeru's eyes.
"Oh? What's with look, Endeavor? Have something in mind?" Ataeru asked and crossed his legs under his desk. He leaned back on his seat and crossed his arms, "The look seems to hide a story."
Endeavor replied with power evident in his voice. He failed many times in his life, but this one. He'll make it count. "I have a proposition."
"About what? The company? Your hero agency is fully packed and supplied with our inventions, Endeavor. You're even one of my top clients, why else could you want more?"
"It's about (Name)." Endeavor placed his cup down.
Ataeru raised an eyebrow. He was curious. "Oh yeah?" He replied and leaned forward on his elbows for support and interlaced his fingers.
Ataeru, growing up in business, replied, "let's hear it"
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(Name) made a straight bee-line towards the door and slammed it open. "Bakugou!" She exclaimed and hugged him.
Bakugou scoffed and stiffens, "you're lucky you're you. If not, you would've been blown to pieces by now." He took his hands out of his pockets and returned the gesture to (Name).
"Why are you late? You all live in dorms! Why didn't you come together?" (Name) asked when she separated from the hug.
"Stomach ache." Bagkugou lied. Of course, he wouldn't admit the real reason why he was late.
"Oh yeah? You looking pretty handsome tonight?" (Name) asked while looking at him from head to toe. She brought her gaze up to his eyes again, "you sure it's because of stomach ache?"
Bakugou rolled his eyes and at the same time blushing, which caused (Name) to giggle. "But you're here now! Let's go! Everyone's on the waiting !" The two walked back together towards the dining room.
The dining room consisted of a very long rectangular table. It could fit up to 32 people. 15 on each side and two on the heads of the table.
15 seats on the right side was occupied by the class of 1A. The other side, consisted of Mirio, Tamaki, Amajiki, Lancelot, (Name)'s teachers and the Todoroki family.
5 of their classmates couldn't make it tonight. Some had plans and some were busy training. Some sent their regards through texts and some never even bothered to greet. (Name) didn't mind though, she was happy with the people here right now.
(Name) sat on the head of the table and Ataeru on the opposite end. Once everyone was settled in, food was served by 32 people—all sharing the same identity, Mary.
Each Mary served food in front of a guest and soon left once the food was settled in front of them. The food was specially made based on their taste, preferences and style. Everyone had a different dish.
"Fancy!" Denki exclaimed with stars on his eyes. Everybody couldn't help but be amazed at the service of the (Last Name) Family.
"Tsk. Why did I even come here?" One girl whispered and poked the steak in front of her disrespectfully. She looked to her right and saw the boy that caught her attention ever since the school year started. He was talking and laughing together with (Name) which made her blood boil.
'Breathe.' She thought and removed her gaze from the two toward her food. She started to take small bites of the food and continued.
The adults had their own conversation as well as the kids. It wasn't a formal dinner so conversations were welcomed in table.
"Did Lancelot introduce himself to you guys?" (Name) asked and took a bite of her meal.
"Yeah! He's super nice and his hair is so soft!" Mina replied with mouthful of food.
(Name) chuckled, "I know right? And would you believe me if I told you he doesn't use any special hair treatments?"
"Really?!" Kirishima exclaimed, "man, you gotta help me with my hair! My hair wemt dry when I dyed it red. How do you keep it healthy?" He asked Lancelot.
Lancelot placed a hand on his chin, "I dyed my hair a long time ago and had the same problem. I recommend using Magikana's Conditioner since they specialize in dyed hair protection."
"Magika—what?" Mina asked, "I don't think Japan has that brand. Is it foreign? American?"
(Name) shot a gaze at Lancelot. It wasn't a glare, but more of a warning to be more careful of his words, "Yeah! I totally forgot. The company got bankrupt and closed down, good thing I hauled." Lancelot replied, a complete lie to hide that Magikana was for Royal Glitherial brand.
"I'll give you a bottle if you want. Try it out and give me feedback!" Lanceot offers.
"Really? You're so manly!"
(Name) giggled and smiled. Magikana did bring back memories, back when she was in Glitherial.
"It's a shame Yaoyorozu and the others can't come! They're missing out!" Mineta commented as he continues to stuff his face with food.
"I'm sure Yaoya—yaouro—Momo recieves the same service in her own household. She IS born with a golden spoon." (Name) had a hard time saying her name so she just called her by her last name.
Bakugou chuckles as he found (Name)'s struggle to pronounce the name cute. He hid his smile by taking a sip from his drink and looking at the opposite direction.
"Speaking of Momo, she left right around 5. Saying her parents called her." Jirou informs and sliced another piece of steak.
"Hmm." (Name) crossed her legs underneath the table and grabbed her drink. "Did she now?" She whispered to herself and took a sip.
♡︎
It was late. (Name) looked at the clock on her bedroom wall, "12 AM" it read.
She sat on one of the chairs in her balcony, legs crossed and staring off to space as she admired the starry sky, while her right hand gripping tight on a wine glass.
It was the perfect time to drink wine since every one left. She loved Glitherial's white wine: Haīme and Lancelot brought a bottle as his gift.
It's been two years since she last took a sip of this wine. Her throat yearned for its taste as soon as she saw the bottle sitting on her bed with a birthday card.
(Name) holds a wine glass in hand. She plans to stay outside until she finishes her drink.
Her balcony doors opened, "Isn't it late? You have school in 8 hours." Knowing by the voice, it was none other than Lancelot.
He leaned on the railing, his elbows supporting his body weight and his back facing (Name). The two grew in silence. Each taking advantage of the breezy, sweet, late night air.
After a few minutes, (Name) broke the silence, "Lancelot." She called.
Without facing her, he replied. "Yeah?" Lancelot took a sip of wine. When he didn't hear any reply, he raised his brows in curiosity.
"Did something happen?" Lancelot asked. He turned around and observed (Name) longer but she's just staring off to space.
"Keep an eye on UA secretly. Specially my class," (Name) answered and took her last sip. "Seems like Nezu isn't the only rat in school"
"Is he even a rat?"
"Lancelot, take a hint."
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