Rock My World - DabiHawks

I Fought The Law

A/N: long chapter because there's a lot going on lol.

THIRD PERSON POV

It's nearly three in the morning when everyone is gathered together, and almost immediately, the screaming starts. Eri is sobbing, resting in Fatgum's chubby embrace, while Aizawa holds Mic back from beating the shit out of Kai. Kaina stands in front of him protectively, cussing at him in an attempt to get him to back down. The second eldest Todoroki sibling (Fuyumi) is holding back Rumi, trying and failing to diffuse the situation.

Meanwhile, Hitoshi and Himiko are in the Bar & Grill's kitchen, finishing up the desserts Fatgum helped them make. Tomura, Touya, and Keigo are there, too, waiting for the situation out front to calm down before jumping in. Thankfully, Hitoshi's music is loud enough to block out the noise.

"Let's all just calm down, okay?!" Fuyumi exclaims, nearly breathless. "Fighting is not going to get us anywhere! You don't even know what you're fighting over!"

"These homosexuals stole my daughter!" Kai screams. "Give her back or I'm calling the police!"

"She's OUR DAUGHTER, you sick twisted FUCK!" Mic fumes, writhing around in Aizawa's superhuman grasp. "Sho, let me go, or so help me god! I'll fucking fire you!"

"No you won't," Aizawa scoffs. "I'm the only one that shows up for work on time, moron. And anyway, I'm not saying we shouldn't kick this guy's ass. We most definitely should. But we need him here to explain the Kaina and Dabi situation. That way we have time to figure out where we're gonna stash his body."

"Excuse me?! Did you just threaten my life?!" Kai cries.

Mic grunts with a begrudging agreement, and Aizawa sets him free. He and Aizawa stand shoulder to shoulder, doubling their violent energy. "Talk," Aizawa orders.

"I told you," Kai hisses. "She was taken from me by CPS due to a misunderstanding! I was trying to get her back, but–"     

"No, we don't want to hear that shit," Mic snaps. "You're here to help Kaina tell her side of the story. With the whole baby situation."

"But my daughter–"

"Legally," Fatgum butts in, "she's Mic and Aizawa's daughter. Even if we wanted to hand her over, which we sure as hell are not gonna do, we can't. So you might as well cooperate with us."

Kai glances at Kaina, eyebrows furrowed into a scowl. Kaina sighs and pulls out a chair to sit down. Fatgum hands Eri off to Aizawa and starts rearranging the tables and chairs to create a long makeshift conference table. The smell of whiskey is faint, overpowered by the sugary scent wafting from the kitchen.

Everyone takes their seats: Kai and Kaina are at one end, and Aizawa, Mic, and Eri are at the other. Fatgum sits on the left side next to three empty chairs, and across from him are Rumi and Fuyumi.

"Before I get started," Kaina says, "where's that bastard Dabi?"

Rumi and Fuyumi exchange glances. After some silent communication, Fuyumi excuses herself. "I'll go get him," she says softly. "It'll take just a moment."

"Ah, wait," Aizawa says. "Would you mind bringing Eri to her brother? He should be in the kitchen with the rest of them. I don't want her to be around all this shit, especially when she's this tired."

Fuyumi nods and gently takes the young girl into her arms. Eri is half asleep; the only thing keeping her up is her own sniffling and eye-rubbing from crying so much. Fuyumi gently brushes the stray strands of hair out of Eri's face and makes her way to the kitchen, where the sweet smell of desserts is coming from.