Burning Caramel

Chapter 16

When Sora told Aizawa what happened, what was said... He flipped. Rightfully so. But the man knew he couldn't keep her locked up as an aspiring hero herself. So instead, he gave her words of caution, encouraging her to keep an eye out for trouble. Sora had no idea whether the warning was an empty one or not. All she knew was that she had been observed and then approached and if the man intended to scare her, it definitely worked.

But soon, the words of warning were swept away with exams coming up. Studying was infinitely harder with work studies and volunteer work. There were now less often times that the class was full, someone usually gone for hero work. But Sora made sure to keep on her grades. Aizawa wouldn't let her slack off. Eri was also taking a lot of his time too, her quirk being studied as she aged. 

Unfortunately they were no closer to figuring out how to reverse the effect of the quirk erasing drug or the secrets to how her quirk worked. Aizawa vouched to allow her to just be a kid. Sora agreed there, knowing how important that was. She was currently visiting with them, her eyes, having settled in the shade of deep wisteria purple, watched them interact. Sora was afraid that the peaceful days would be few and far in between as work and school picked up.

"Sora! Come make Root beer Floats with us!" Eri encourages, her eyes shining in excitement. Sora hums in response. 

"I'll be right there!" She sighs as she gets to her feet, stretching as her violet shirt rises above the vivid turquoise leggings she wore. Her feet pad across the tile floor until they take her to the kitchen island counter and she pulls out a chair to sit across from Eri and her dad. Aizawa looks up, noticing the tiredness in her eyes.

"I think that after this, we could all use a nap. We had a pretty long movie marathon last night, didn't we?" He chuckles. Eri nods her head vigorously.

"Mhm! But it was so much fun! Not only watching all 4 Hunger Games movies, but also the Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes was so good!" She cheers, making Sora smile. The fact that the young girl loved a lot of the same things as her made it so easy to bond with her. So what if they weren't true siblings? What they had was just as strong.

As Sora makes her root beer float, Aizawa clears his throat, drawing her attention. Sora looks up at him, immediately, waiting for him to speak. "Is Bakugou coming over later?" he asks, his head tilted to the side. Sora purses her lips and glances at the messages in her phone before shrugging.

"Actually, I'm not 100% sure. He had to go see his mother and father today. If he does drop by, I'll let you know beforehand," Sora replies, texting her boyfriend the same question that was playing on her mind now that it had been brought up.

"Just... Ah... Use protection okay? I don't really want to be a grandfather this young," he tells her, causing her to choke on her Ice Cream Float.

"PFFFFFT!" the concoction comes spraying out of her mouth as she looks at him in horror. "DAD!" She screeches, covering her embarrassed, beet red face with her hands. 

"What? You're nearly groan so I thought it'd be time to remind you," he pauses lightly.

Sora sucks a breath through her teeth, trying not to roll her eyes at him. 

"Katsuki and I have never done that sooo... I'm a virgin," she says out loud, making sure to meet his eyes as she inwardly cringes.

Now it was his turn to spit out what he was drinking, the man beginning to choke on the liquid he inhaled instead of swallowing. "Ohkay! I don't know if I needed to know that much information about one of my students and my daughter," He coughs, trying to clear his throat.

Sora flushes crimson with embarrassment. "Well, with a statement like that, you basically asked. Anyways, this is NOT something I want to discuss with an old man. Otherwise someone might just mistake you for a pervert," she replies.

Aizawa's eyes widen greatly. "A-A PERVERT? Now you've taken it too far, Time for repercussions," he says as he stands from his chair, the object scraping against the steel blue tile flooring with an impertinent screech. 

Sora's eyes widen as she downs the rest of her float, bolting out of the room as Eri yells after her.

"Run, Sora, run! Don't let him catch you!"

 Sora rushes through the house and jumps from the open window out into the law, Aizawa right on her heels. 

"Take it back or prepare to meet your tickle maker!" He growls in a grumpy-sounding voice. A whoop sounds from Sora's lips as she jumps over the garden partition fence, so close that she could feel Aizawa's fingers graze her arm.

"No way in hell. dad!" Sora screams a laugh as she rushes around the back of the house, her dad right on her heels. The path takes her back into the house, Sora's socks slipping across the floor. Her foot slides out from under her, the corner of the hallway meeting it with a fat, meaty thump. 

"SHIT!" She yelps as he grabs her, checking to see if she was okay before tickling the living daylights out of her.

"Nooo! Ow, okay, okay! I give! I take it back!" Sora cries as she squirms on the floor. 

Aizawa gives a satire evil laugh, raising his eyebrows. "Oh?  Is the little princess taking back her words?" He teases. More laughter and squirming ensues before he allows Sora to sit up.

"Eesh, I have no idea why you still do that. I'm getting a little too old for tickle fits, dad," Sora interjects, her eyes rolling. Aizawa snorts at that, the skeptical look showing on his face.

"You'll never be too old. Blood or not, you're MY daughter, and I will always be up for tickling you," He breathes, standing up to offer her his hand. 

Sora takes it immediately and smiles, throwing her arms around him to hug him. At that very moment, her phone rings, Katsuki's picture showing on the front screen. She swipes to accept his call, feeling dread sink in.

"Hey. are you safe?" he asks, making worry creep into Sora's heart.

"Yeah. Why, what's going on?" She asks, looking at the time to see that it was only four in the afternoon. 

"Turn on the tv to News Channel 8," he tells her instead of replying to her comment. Aizawa immediately grabs the remote and changes the channel from the Power Puff Girls to the news channel. 

What they saw made their hearts seize like a cold shard if ice had been shoved in there." God, please no," Sora whispers as she takes in the scene on the tv. 

A prison for those with very dangerous quirks had been broken into and the result was that the man who ruined her childhood forever was completely on the loose,

"Well, shit," Sora swears. 

"I promise, I'll keep you safe. No matter what," he says as the shield sinks over me. 

Sora was unable to say anything, silently watching the TV as her trauma  triggers over and over again.