Summary
Michiko visits Tomura, Katsuki is stalked, Eijiro is so done and Izuku is very determined.
TW: Mentions of Abuse, Depression, slight suicidal tendencies
The New Year brought some good news in the Shigaraki case. Isao had found a judge who was willing to listen to him, they could use Shigaraki as a victim of mistreatment, they had to get Carter on the hook for something, then they could go from there. They managed to arrange that Carter was not allowed to work with Shigaraki for the time being.
Michiko went always with Isao, she made it her personal quest to find something. At the moment, she was sitting with Shigaraki in one room. They weren't in the official visitation rooms, they were in a special cell and Michiko was directly in front of Shigaraki, no glass that separated them whatsoever, it was the third time that she visited, but every time she had to start slowly. He never really remembered her when she came back, so she had to constantly introduce herself to him.
Shigaraki was cowering on the floor, he was very anxious and didn't know what to do. Michiko was the first outside person that was directly in the room with him, this seemed to greatly overwhelm his brain.
Michiko knelt in front of him, she heard a soft mewling sound from Shigaraki, he was definitely scared to death. She had talked with All Might and Gran Torino before she had visited him the first time, and had asked for his real name.
"Hey, Tenko," she called out to him. Shigaraki flinched, but he looked up, vague recognition was in his gaze. Michiko held her distance to him, she was allowed to use her calming pheromones on him. "I am Michiko," she introduced herself again, "do you remember me?"
Shigaraki had pulled his legs close to his body and he had wrapped his arms around. Lucia's mention if it were his arms, came to her mind. She needed to check it, but she didn't know if he would let her touch him. The prime alpha looked up to her when she talked. The fear was in his eyes.
"How are you doing?" she asked. "Are you okay?" She tilted her head.
Shigaraki shivered and he turned slightly away from her, he pulled the shoulders up to make himself even smaller.
Carefully, Michiko robbed a few centimeters closer. "I am not here to hurt you" she promised him.
He continued to softly whine, whenever she spoke to him. Michiko got a little closer. "Tenko, dear," she repeated, "do you understand me?"
Tomura looked again at her, he slightly nodded. "Yeah ..." he mumbled.
"Is it okay, if I call you Tenko?" She came a bit closer.
He shrugged. He was used to people telling him what to do, not getting asked questions.
"Then I will call you Tenko, it's a bit easier than Tomura" she smiled at him. Shigaraki whined again.
Michiko released more of her calming scent. She sat down criss-cross applesauce. "Tenko," she started again, he looked at her, "can you show me your arms?" But at that, he just tilted his head.
The alpha sighed inaudibly. "Arms!" She lifted slowly her hands. "Can you show me?"
Tomura looked at her he slightly tilted his head and he squinted. Very carefully, he lifted his arms, they were shaking.
"Good, Tenko, really good!" she smiled at him. She paid attention to only smile, and not laugh, she knew that he was scared of loud laughter.
Isao watched her from another room, he needed this evidence of scars on his arms, this would be huge.
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Not as planned 1.5 - Katsuki and Eijiro
FanfictionBoth their lives change so much in the next ten years. They go through happy phases, but they also see a lot of misery and experience loss, because nothing is ever going as planned. A follow up story to "Not as planned - Katsuki Bakugo".