Yuma

Chapter one

Yuma's p.o.v
"Get back in this house young man!"
"No! I'm tired of being cooped up here with you and your fucking kids! It's driving me up the fucking wall!"
"How can I trust you after last times events? You came home sick as fuck crying about something! How do I know you won't get hurt?"
"Back off you're not even my real dad!"
"I'm as close as you're ever gonna fucking going to get! Your dad fucked up that's on him! He trusted you with me and I'm not gonna fuck up!"
"Where the fuck was that energy with your own kids? Don't get that fucking logic with me if you couldn't even hold it with your own kids. I'm not your fucking kid get off my fucking ass!"
"If you leave that door Yuma so help me god!"
"What are you going to do?" He looks to be thinking. "Exactly nothing because you're a spineless coward! It's not like you're gonna hit me!"
"Drop the attitude Yuma!"
"Drop the attitude Yuma. Go fuck yourself." I leave slamming the door behind me. Enji and I haven't gotten along for a while now. We've been fighting almost constantly. It probably doesn't help that I don't welcome any attempts at bonding. At least not with him. I meet up with L at our little spot in the abandoned part of the city.
"Hey Yuma. What's eating you?"
"Enji. He's trying to be my dad."
"Isn't your dad that huge Russian that was arrested?"
"Yeah. He told me to run to Enji since he was the only pro hero to be trusted but we just don't get along."
"Do you think maybe you're pushing back a bit too much?" I shoot L a glare. "I'm gonna take that as a no. You wanna head to my place? We can have some much needed self care."
"No last time you said that I ended getting home and immediately being driven to the hospital."
"Come on man. You know I have friends coming over right? Someone there will be sober to keep and eye on your intake."
"No L! I got in big shit last time. Bad enough I could end up in that program."
"He won't send you there. He's not stupid enough. Come on you'll be fine I promise."
"No. I can't. You can't guarantee one of your friends is gonna stay sober. Why don't I just be the sober one? Addiction runs on my dads side."
"Yuma come on addiction isn't hereditary."
"A family history of it makes it easier for someone to form an addiction. My granddads both had addiction issues, my great grandfather, my great great grandfather, my grandmother, my dad even became addicted to drugs at one point. I can't risk it L."
"What about your mom's side?"
"No. They were just worried about their daughter marrying an extremely violent white boy all because he knocked her up."
"Well how did that turn out?"
"Said boy killed somebody over their daughter in an act of revenge. So obviously they were worried for the wrong reason."
"What do your grandparents think?"
"They are worried I'll turn out like my dad and ruin their reputation. They do own Maxine's after all. If I fuck up it's all pasted on them even though Enji is the one raising me."
"This is exactly why you need to lay back and chill babe. You've got all this stress of your family's image while they don't even lift a finger in your life."
"I guess you're right. Plus what's a little fun here and there." L smiles and grabs my hand.
"I know I'm right. You're stressed and need to unwind. Don't worry I'll make sure my handsome man gets everything he needs to relax." He walks me to his place and his friends are already waiting for us.
"What took you so long man? Your parents have a new rule or some shit?"
"Nah I just had to pick up some big chicken shit." I wave.
"Ah nice of him to join us again."
"Right. It took a bit of convincing. Hey mom."
"Hi Lucas."
"Hey dad."
"Hi kid." Him and his friends sit down on the floor in front of the parents. I choose to keep standing. My gut is telling me to leave but I don't want to go home.
"Why don't you sit down Son? There is an open spot next to Lucas." L pats the spot next to him.
"Uh I'd prefer to stand." The smile on L's face fades.
"Babe? Why don't you sit? Aren't you gonna join us?"
"Maybe I could be the sober one. It doesn't look like any of your friends have plans to stay sober and I'd prefer not to walk home alone high you-."
"Why are you like this? You suck all the fun out of shit like this! If you're not gonna do anything you should have just stayed home!" He gets in my face. "You know I ask you to join us because otherwise you'd be stuck at home. The least you could do is sit down and do a line or two."
"But last time I-." He grabs my hair and pulls me to where he was sitting.
"Sit down and accept my fucking kindness you ungrateful bastard." Nobody says anything. I feel like curling up and a ball and just melting away from the world. "Sit!" He aggressively let's go of my hair.
"Watch out man! We're sitting right here we wouldn't appreciate your man in our laps."
"See Yuma? You do nothing but cause issues." His dad looks at me disappointed.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to I just wanted to you know be helpful by staying out of the way."
"Stop apologizing!"
"I haven't apologized until just-." He smacks me. I sit there holding my face in shock.
"Don't talk back to me. Just fucken respect me for once. I do nothing but respect you!" I cover my ears panicking. Last time there was this much yelling my mom died. I want to go home I should have listened to Enji. "Uncover your ears and listen to me!"
"Stop! Stop yelling at me!"
"Just fucking relax Jesus." I stare at him in an annoyed shock. He always pulls this shit with me. "Here." He holds out a bottle and I take it. I down it and put it down.
"I don't get why you keep doing that. You make me look like the bad one." 
"You do that all by yourself."
"Yeah right." I decide to just drink today.
"Don't give me that?" He smacks me again. "You're lucky I'm even seeing you." I continue to drink hoping he gives up at some point.
"You're right I'm sorry I even said anything."
"I ALREADY SAID STOP IT!" He stands up and kicks my back hard enough to jolt me forward into the table in front of us. I feel a warmth drip down my face. I must have hit my nose. "Are you stupid or do you just choose not to listen?" I don't say anything. "Hey! Say something I'm talking to you!"
"I'm just stupid." Don't say I'm sorry.
"Thank you for actually listening to me. Took you long enough." He continues to hit me, belittle me, and shout at me the entire time. His friends leave and he takes me to his room. He has his way with me and I don't fight back. I know from experience it doesn't stop him. After he passes out I realize I need to get home before Enji gets the cops involved.
"Where the hell did you go? Are you okay?" I wave his concerns off and head upstairs. "Yuma I know that we don't always see eye to eye but I'm worried about you."
"If you were truly worried about me you'd let me sleep."
"Fine. Can we at least talk in the morning? Or will that cause a fight?" I shrug. "Well when do you know we can talk? I am trying here Yuma. I just need you to meet me half way kid." He notices something and comes close to me. Not good my breath probably reeks of booze. "What happened to your face? Who were you out with?" He looks at me extremely concerned for me. I give in and hug him releasing all my pent up feelings in the form of tears. "It's okay buddy. Cry it all out okay? I'm not going anywhere." He slowly gets to the ground knowing I'll probably be crying for a while.
"I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. I know I shouldn't have left. I'm sorry." I feel his hand on the back of my head slowly petting me trying to comfort me.
"It's alright. I know teenagers will push back. I expect it. You're trying to figure out where you stand in the world and with everything that happened in your life it's bound to be ten times harder. I was never the greatest father to my kids but I'm trying to be a better one for you. Your dad trusted me for a reason. I may never know why but he did but I won't let him down."
"Im so fucking stupid."
"Don't say that bud. You're a very smart kid you just make mistakes that's a very normal part of life."
"I just wanted him to stop hurting and yelling at me."
"Who?"
"I just wanted it to stop. I needed to do something."
"Yuma what did you do?" He pushes me back holding my shoulders giving me a very concerned face.
"Please don't send me to the program. I'll do anything I just wanted him to stop. He didn't. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have drank. I should have just left but he would have hurt me worse."
"Yuma what's going on?"
Enji's p.o.v
Yuma is crying so hard he looks like he's gonna be sick. I gently wipe the tears from his face and place my hands on his cheeks. 
"Let's go visit your dad." He weakly stands up and I support him into the car as I call Enyo.
"This is Enyo speaking."
"Can you get Ramsie ready at the housing?"
"I'm there right now so I don't see why not. May I ask why though?"
"His son is having a really tough time and I really think it could benefit him to have some time with his dad."
"Sure thing Enji. I'll see you shortly." Enyo hangs up and I start driving to Ramsie's placement. At a red light I'll check on Yuma to see how he's doing. He's looking out the window as we drive. Face bare of emotion beyond pain. I feel bad for the kid. Nobody deserves to go through any of the things this poor kid went through yet he stays together pretty well. I want to know what's going on in his head just so I can tell him everything is okay and I'm there for him but I fear that everything won't in fact be okay and I'd just be lying to him. He's a smart kid he'd know if I was lying. All he's known from his years of experience is pain and loss. I'm hoping that something changes but obviously I can't promise it.
"So you wanna talk or just listen to music?"
"Do you think abusers feel bad?"
"Not until it's far too late. Only once the damage is done and over with. At that point feeling bad won't do Jack."
"Do you think abusers can change?"
"If they go about it properly possibly. Obviously they should never expect their victims to forgive them or their actions nor should they expect their victims trust."
"Do you think you changed?"
"I hope so. I'm not a good judge of that though because even if I think I've changed I'm not the one who has the right to decide that."
"I think you've changed based off of what Shoto tells me. He agrees." I smile.
"Shoto thinks I've changed?"
"Yeah. He says you're like a different person. You look much healthier, happier, and just like the dad he wanted growing up. He says I'm lucky."
"It takes a lot of therapy, reflecting, anger management, and self control. Everyone wants to hurt people every now and then but it's self control that separates an abuser and a normal person. Why are you suddenly so interested in all this?"
"I don't know." He stops asking questions shortly before we get to our destination.
"Come on let's go." He gets out and follows me inside. Ramsie is massive. Ramsie slightly smiles at Yuma. Yuma doesn't reciprocate the smile. "Hey Ramsie."
"What's wrong with him?"
"I don't know. He came home like this so I thought a visit with his dad might help him. I could be wrong but here's to hoping."
"Yeah. So what's going on kid?"
"Why did you do it?"
"What?"
"Why did you get yourself locked up in here?"
"I finished what I started. I had to make sure All-might never did the things he did to me to other kids. It ruined me. He had it coming karma would have gotten to him if I hadn't."
"What did he do to you?"
"Don't worry about it. How's school?"
"Eh. It's fine."
"Any friends?"
"No."
"Oh Um a partner?"
"I have a boyfriend. He's alright."
"Just alright?"
"Yeah."
"Who did that to your face? Why do you smell like booze?" Yuma's face flashes with anger.
"Why don't we move off of that line of questions? Yuma doesn't seem too happy with them."
"Are you hurting my son?"
"What? No! I'm doing my best to raise him. I haven't even raised a hand to him."
"Why am I having a hard time believing you?"
"Your previous experiences are probably making you nervous and understandably but I would never hurt Yuma. You have to believe me." Ramsie stands up and backs me into a corner.
"I don't have to believe shit. You abused your own family what's stopping you from hurting mine?"
"I'm working on myself and haven't abused anyone in a long time."
"Stop it! He wasn't the one who did this to me! It was someone else." Ramsie backs away and sits back down. I slink down into the corner and cry. He could have killed me. Yuma would have lost the man caring for him. I feel sick and like the whole world is spinning around me.
"Enji?" Enyo snaps his fingers to see if I respond.
"Dad? Come on give me a hug. If I can cry on your shoulder you can cry on mine." I desperately reach out to Yuma to except his offer of comfort. "It's okay. You're safe. He'll listen to me no problem." I don't do anything beyond shake violently and cry. "You've kept me safe and alive for this long I plan to do the same for you. I promise." Yuma squeezes me tightly. "I love you Enji. You've been my dad for all these years. I will stand up for you if I have to."
"Are we all good Enji?" I nod before standing up.
"Go back to talking to your dad Yuma I'll be over there with Enyo."
"Okay." Yuma sits back down with Ramsie and I sit with Enyo.
"Are you okay? What happened back there?"
"It reminded me of being cornered by my dad. The inability to get away while my fight or flight is screaming at me to run."
"Yuma cares about you. It also looks like you guys have more of a bond then him and his dad."
"I've tried multiple times to bring him here for him to bond with his dad but he was never interested. I don't know why."
"Maybe because he's scared. He knew one version of his dad from his memory as a young boy but as he grew up he was scared of seeing his dad wasn't actually the person he believed he knew."
"Who knows." Yuma taps on my shoulder he's crying.
"Let's go please. I'm done here."
"Didn't go well?" He shakes his head.
"I'll explain in the car." I follow him out and when we get in the car I ask him about it. "He got all bitchy about me calling you dad saying he was my dad and no other man had the right to that title but he only raised me for two years of my life. You taught me everything I know. You were there for my first day of school every single time. You held my hand when I was nervous on my first day of kindergarten. Even after we fight you are waiting there for me to come around. You cuddled me whenever there was a bad storm. If I woke up screaming from a nightmare you always rushed to me and comforted me. All he did was have sex with my mom and occasionally take me out. I told him he gave up the right to be called my dad when he ran off leaving me behind."
"He was trying his-."
"No he wasn't. He tried to run back to the league after killing Dabi. When they turned his back on him he could have came back and got me because most people hailed him as a hero for killing Dabi. He didn't though. He chose to kill the symbol of peace giving up any hint of freedom he had. He has no right to be mad about who I call dad. He never was much of one to begin with."
"I guess you're right."