". . . Yeah. . . I guess you could say that. . ."
"Hana this is father's study! We're not supposed to be in here!" Tenko stated
"c'mon, no one will know" Hana said as she reached into a drawer and moved things around to find what she was looking for
"Hmm. . . Ah-hah here it is!" Hana exclaimed, pulling out a picture
"you wanna be a hero right tenko?" Hana asked, "yeah, but father doesn't like hero's, he won't even let us talk about them" tenko replied, confused, "well take a look at this!" Hana said, holding out the picture for tenko to take
Tenko looked over the picture, confused at what he saw, which was a little boy with a female pro hero
"Hehe do you know who those people are?" Hana asked cheerfully, tenko shook his head, not knowing
"That boy is dad, and that woman, she's our grandmother!"
Tenko processes this before smiling brightly, knowing what this meant, "our grandmother was a hero!" Tenko said, slightly scratching his neck, "yes! We have a hero in the family!" Hana said excitedly
"And you know what tenko? Even though dad doesn't like it, we can be heros tenko! You and me! Cheering each other on!"
"Uh- haha! Yeah! Alright!"
"So you wanted to be a hero?" Izuku asked, running his fingers through shigaraki's hair, "yeah. . . Heh guess I kinda messed that up huh?" Shigaraki chuckled, nuzzling into izukus touch
". . . Are you sure you want to keep going Shigaraki?"
". . . Yeah. . . I'll be fine. . . Just. . . Dont let go of me"
"Never gonna happen"
Tenko laughed as he threw a tennis ball for mon to fetch, but as he threw the ball, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, making the him retract his arm
"Ouch! What was that?" Tenko asked himself, getting up the get the ball, only to see a small pile of dust with just small portion of the tennis ball sticking out
Tenko scratched his neck in confusion as he stared down at the pile of dust, that was until he heard a shout come from the back door
tenko looked up to see his father standing there pissed, his mother in the house looking worried as Hana gripped her sleeve, and his grandparents behind his mom and big sister
"TENKO!!! YOU WENT INTO MY STUDY!?!?!?" Kotaro yelled, stomping towards tenko
"wha- but i-
"I-im so sorry daddy! Tenko said he wanted to show me something! I didn't know daddy I'm so sorry!" Hana cried out, clinging harder to nao's arm
"No that's not. . . That's not what happened. . ."
"YOUR GRANDMOTHER LEFT US! ALL HEROS LEAVE! YOU WANNA BE A HERO SO BAD!? DO YOU!?" Kotaro yelled, slapping tenko across the face
"TENKO! KOTARO DON-" nao was cut off as hana pulled her down by the arm, stopping her from going to help tenko, "Mama! Please! Im scared!"
"Father please. . . I-"
"SHUT UP!!! JUST SHUT UP YOU BRAT!!!"
'Why. . . Why isn't anyone helping me. . . Please someone. . . Help me. . . Please. . . Mama. . . Sister. . . Grandma, grandpa. . . Please. . . Anyone. . .'
"STAY OUT HERE!!! I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR PATHETIC FACE AGAIN BRAT!!!"
"Stop talking shigaraki. . ."
"Wha- did I say something?"
"No its just, I felt like you needed a quick break, you were crying"
"Oh I was?"
"Yeah, it'll be OK, just tell me when you're ready"
". . . Ok just give me a minute. . . I'll be fine. . ."
". . . Hey shiga-"
"HEY CRUSTY!!!"
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Killing Butterflies (Being Rewritten)
FanfictionAt first glance, it seemed like the midoriya family was perfect, the perfect working father, hisashi midoriya, the stay at home mother, inko Midoriya, and loving son, izuku midoriya That was a facade, made by inko as to not cause problems for her so...
