Shirakumo: Starting Over

Chapter 6

Shirakumo POV

So this is what Shota's house is like huh? Looking at the house it's nice, it looks like an average big, one story house. There isn't much decoration on the outside, aside from a flower bed filled with yellow and red flowers contrasting with the dark blue paint. Shota helps me up to the door and goes to open it, but it whips open to reveal Hizashi standing there dressed in a pair of pajama pants with his face plastered all over it and a grey t-shirt. He steps back when he sees me, looking me up and down with tears in his eyes before running to me and hugging me and I hug him back. "Shirakumo, God I don't even know what to say, I had this whole speech planned on how much I missed you, but I can't even remember it." He says in between sobs.

"It's okay." I say, now also crying. "I'm just happy I get to feel you again." I feel Shota wrap his arms around both of us and soon I'm surrounded by the people I love the most. "I love you guys."

"I love you too." Shota and Hizashi say almost simultaneously.

"Come on, it's cold out here." Hizashi says ushering me inside and shutting the door behind us. "I made you a bed in Shinso's room, it's this way." He guides me to a door with a name 'Shinso', written in crayon. "Heh, yeah  that was Eri, she did it to all our doors." I look around and he's right all the doors are written on, Shinso, Eri, and Daddy and Papa.

"It's cute." I say looking at the names  then back to them.

"Well," Shota says opening the door and turning on the light to reveal a magenta painted room with posters sprawled across it. "I'm sure you're tired." No actually, I've slept for fifteen years, all I want to do is see everything I missed out on. Although I don't tell them that, instead I get another hug from Shota and Hizashi before I step into the homy room. The walls are a nice dark purple-magenta with black trim and blackout curtains to match. There are posters hung around the room of different heroes and what looks like rock bands. Surprisingly, he also has a section in the corner of his room with a pink little table with two chairs to match with a set of tea cups on top. Heh, Eri likes tea parties huh? I turn on a lamp sitting on a bedside table so I can have a light when I turn off the main one, otherwise it's to dark, like I'm back there. I crawl into the bed and sink into the pillow, wrapping the warm black blanket around me. I lie there, in that position, seemingly forever until my eyes force themselves shut.

.........

"Mister? Mister wake up." I hear as I turn my head away from the sound. "Mister?" I hear one last time before things get silent again and I breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly a hand comes down on my face and I wake up from a slap to see a little girl kneeling on my chest. She has light blue hair so long it reaches her knees when she kneels and ruby red eyes that match her red dress. She also has a small horn, which I assume has to deal with her quirk. "Hi!"

"Hi?"

"Eri no!" Shota says running into the room and picking Eri up off of my chest. "I told you to stay out of Shinso's room, he needs to sleep."

"Sorry Daddy." Eri says, still in Shota's arms.

"It's ok." Shota tells her. "Sorry Shirakumo."

"It's fine." I tell him, so it wasn't a dream?

"Well, we have breakfast if you're hungry, or if you wanna go back to sleep that's fine too."

"Food sounds great." I say realizing I haven't truly eaten anything in fifteen years.

"Great." Shota says with a smile. I love his smile. "Go ahead and change into a pair of Shinso's clothes and come out to meet us." He says as he walks out and closes the door behind him. I reluctantly get out of bed and take off my hospital gown, which I forgot I had on last night. I walk toward the dresser when my eye catches on the mirror infront of it surrounded by makeup products. I take a second to look at myself, is this really what I look like? Did I always look like this? I trace scars on my body, that I think happened when Kurogiri had control, with my finger all the way to a scar on my head where the rock hit me. The scar that killed me. I stare at myself for a while before I open up a drawer and grab the first pair of clothes I see. I grab a dark purple sweater and black pants they make me look more 'emo' than I used to, but I don't mind they're soft and they make me feel all toasty. I open the door to be greeted by the most amazing smell in my entire life, I walk quietly through the hall toward the smell and I soon hear people laughing. I turn a corner to see Shota, Hizashi, Eri, and whom I assume is Shinso based off the purple clothes. "Shirakumo, hey." Shota says as he stands up. "We made you a plate."

"Thanks." I say as I walk over to the table and sit down at an empty spot between Shota and Eri. I take a bit of the waffle on my plate and it feels like I haven't eaten in forever. "This is delicious." I say with my eyes gleaming which makes Shota laugh.

"Yeah, Hizashi really got into cooking after UA." Shota says with a smile.

"Really? Now that is the most unbelievable thing I've heard all day." I say laughing. "Hizashi cooking, no way." Hizashi and Shota laugh with me for awhile as we eat.

"Mister?" Eri asks me.

"You can just call me Shirakumo." I say turning to her.

"Are you sure Mister?" She asks.

"Eri." I say with a smile. "You saved me, you can call me Shirakumo." I look at her and she smiles back at me, the second brightest smile I've ever seen.

"So Shirakumo," Shota says. "I'm going to the school today do you want to come? Or you could stay here."

"UA?" I ask.

"Yeah." Shota says. "I work there."

"What?!" I say almost spitting out my drink. "You work at UA? As what?"

"I'm a teacher, Hizashi and I both are."

"YOU'RE A TEACHER?!" I shout laughing. "You hate kids! No offense guys." I say toward Shinso and Eri.

"Offense." Shinso says gesturing to me with his fork, making me laugh even harder.

Eventually we all finish eating and Shota drives me and Shinso to UA, while Hizashi takes Eri to quirk training. The drive felt longer than it did, when we arrived I just sat there and looked over the building I was so happy to see everyday, now it felt like there was a towel over everything and it was hard to breathe. I just want to leave, I don't want to be here.