Takami Flock | Shinyo & Keigo Takami

About being a Whistleblower and PTA

Universe: Double Agent

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Honestly, Shinyo first thought that the very concept of PTA was a joke. To him, it's just a bunch of parents trying to meddle in their kids' lives even more than they already are, and throw their money at each other's faces to show off; not to mention that the prestigious academy he is sending his kid to is more expensive than it has any right to be, but alas he only wants the best for his kid. So naturally, if those annoying heroes and commission lap dogs want any info out of him they will give him everything he wants, simple as that.

And if Shinyo particularly fancies precious and expensive things, then, of course, he should set a hefty price for the valuable info he is sharing so kindly. He has a kid to raise, an ex-wife's drug addiction program to cover, and a secret orphanage to continue funding. Those beloved menaces in the commission really should dare not complain, even the latest villain he basically served to them on the silver plate was wanted for over 20 years, and he still only got 30% of his price in the black market from them. They should be more grateful for Shinyo's generosity, really.

He could say the same for baby chirps' pretentious school too.

He is certain that all the events they have "welcomed parents to" were just attempts to suck out even more money from other parents thrilled to donate to their kids' school. Aye, as if Shinyo didn't have better things to do, but since it was the commission that so kindly offered to pay for his chick's tuition in full alongside them already paying for their house, Shinyo didn't complain, even though he certainly didn't let them think that he or Keigo are in any way indebted to them for it.

He isn't stupid, he knew ever since Keigo was born that he would be considered his weakness from then on, and when he started developing his quirk he knew the look the commission dog was giving him was of interest. That dirty bastard should be glad that he walked away sporting just a black eye, if Fluffs wasn't home at the time he would've gouged both of them out.

Well, he was preparing to get away from them for years anyway, he could tell that it was slowly getting harder and harder to gather enough intel for those bastards nowadays, it was only a matter of time before he was killed off by other villains or disposed of when no longer needed, and no way is he gonna stand by as they try to blackmail his kid into working under them in exchange for his life.

He isn't worth nearly enough for Keigo, his priceless little treasure, to sign away his life, his freedom, and his wings, just for him. Shinyo would rather give his life than watch his son be stripped of his freedom like that.

But until that time comes he will play the role of an oblivious little angel who is only focused on having pretty, sparkly jewelry, money, and being a dad to the world's fluffiest chick.

Yeah, that's not that hard.

Even if it means being surrounded by mind-numbing boredom or spikes of annoyance when these entitled and arrogant jerks open their mouths.

   "Even if there are mutants here in the school, it still should be mandatory to have the same type of uniform for everybody, It is a sign of prestige, and having few stand out by having different clothes will just make other students feel miserable. It's too heartbreaking to imagine, after all the uniforms were even tailored for the students. Why should we change fabric just because some find it itchy?"

   "I think you mispronounced "The type of fabric the uniforms are made of causes their skin to turn red and raw enough to bleed because of their quirk" Karen," he said, lazily flicking his eyes to her. The woman immediately turned his way with a gross frown on her lips. Ew, how a man would look at her and decide, yeah I'm gonna marry and have a child with this woman, is beyond Shinyo. He only ever had to talk to her at these meetings once or twice a month, and it's still enough to want him to bring earplugs along for the next meeting. Just imagining living with her sounds like a nightmare. 

"I hope there isn't a small version of her running around the school... I'll have to warn Baby Wings." He didn't even know her kid, but he sympathized with them. 

He snapped out of his thoughts when the angry Karen opened her mouth, wide enough that it reminded him of a frog, and Shinyo found himself internally groaning.

   "Excuse me-"

   "Look woman, we danced this tango before, kids are suffering, and prestige means shit right now" he cocked his head at her "If you care about kids so fucking much, let's talk about how to help them not die of blood loss in school, aye? Or do you have other priorities for being here?"

Karen turned red with rage and Shinyo chuckled at the reaction. Usually,  making these pretentious entitled jerks fume was his goal in these meetings; Karen especially was very fun to watch as her blood pressure rose, almost more entertaining than doing the same to Endeavour, but now he only wanted to just go home and hug his little boy while he told him about his day, which was hopefully much better than Shinyo's. 

The secretary, some young lanky dude with posh clothes that Shinyo never bothered learning the name of, cleared his throat "Mr. Takami, stop provoking our members, please!" he said hurriedly, trying to placate the fuming Karen.

Shinyo blinked.

   "Oh, come on, call me Shinyo, I'm not that old." he grinned, showing off his gleaming, sharp fangs to him "And 'sides, I'm not trying to, I'm just real good at riling people up." the secretary blinked at him, startled and looked away.

Suddenly, Shinyo became very aware of a heartbeat that was rapidly speeding up. He glanced at the man's chest, pinpointing its exact location within 2 seconds.

   "He got that scared...?" 

Shinyo looked back up at the man who was determinedly refusing to meet his eyes, while slowly red blush overtook his cheeks.

   "Oh hell nah."

  "I don't know about the rest, but I don't have the whole day for this. My kid's after-school activity will end in 20 minutes, so let's speed this up, shall we." another parent chimed in, a woman with snow white hair neatly made into a bun with matching rabbit ears. Shinyo distantly remembered the small rabbit girl who was a few grades ahead of Keigo. Parents glanced between each other and nodded. "Perfect, I have a personal tailor who would love to discuss the problems over the materials with the parents of the students. I'll leave his number so you can set up the meeting on your own. Is there anything else?" the secretary hurriedly took the business card from the woman, and nodded his thanks. 

The meeting ended just minutes later.

Parents left the school one by one, leaving only the woman and Shinyo (who had to practically bolt out of there to avoid the secretary) behind, waiting for their kids. He kept his hands tucked into pockets and his wings closed, to not cause any additional tension between them as a bird of prey and herbivore.

Still, Shinyo being Shinyo, didn't let the silence last for long.

   "Do you really think they'll change the uniforms?" he asked, staring up at the sky. 

The woman came up to stand beside him and followed his gaze "Very rarely do they consider our needs as a priority or even something important. Do you think these were the first students who complained about the material? They just didn't want to listen until now when they had to. All we can do is make them listen. Speak louder, and not push the topic aside."

He smirked "That wasn't the question. But I'm sure they will, we have luck on our side. And up to four rabbit's feet."

A sigh followed "That was horrible."

   "Oh, sorry Mrs board director. Won't ever do it again, wouldn't wanna be eggspelled."

   "You're not gonna stop, will you."

   "Why so grumpy? Did you have a bad hare day?"

   "I think that my daughter should be out by now, goodbye Mr. Takami."

   "Call me Shinyo." the woman nodded "I'm Lola."

   "Really-"

   "Goodbye."