not so sparky anymore| Shinkami | Denki fanfic

Chapter two

DENKI POV ~

I sat up, grabbing the strap of my white and sliver backpack. Mr. Aizawa still had his back turned away from me, talking to one of the other students. I could probably sneak by if i ran fast enough...Though it'd really look like I had something to hide if I did that. I was halfway stood up when the student left, and Mr. Aizawa turned back. I froze, staring at the dark-haired teacher for a moment. I don't know why I was so scared right now; all I knew was that it was clearly showing. Since after a few silent seconds of staring at me, he'd soften his expression, sitting down on a seat directly across from me. "Kaminari..." He spoke gently and quietly; I could tell he was trying to come across as non-threatening and safe, I appreciated that. "Yeah...?" I replied, a nervous smile growing on my face.

"Are you okay? is there anything happening at home?"He visibly looked concerned. He shifted slightly so that he was leaned toward my direction, he was still a good 8 feet in front of me, so he wasn't that close. I paused. should I tell him...? I looked down, my foot tapping on the floor. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I just want to help you as much as i can. "He must've noticed my anxiousness and said that to reassure me. "Uhm...It's not...anything bad. It's just my dad..he-" I cut myself off...Should I really be saying this? What if I got him in trouble? 

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AIZAWA POV ~

"Your father? What does your father do?" I kept my tone calm, taking mental note as to what he had said. "He just gets a little..angry. well, I say gets, but it's not like I've ever seen him not angry." It seemed that he didn't mean to say that last part out loud, evident by his eyes averting nervously. He let out an anxious laugh, it was visibly forced, more than likely an attempt to lighten the mood. "What does he do when he's angry...? Does he hurt you, Kaminari?" It seemed that i had guessed right, seeing that he tensed up and tapped his foot faster. He nodded. I could feel the anger rise in my chest, though I'd exhale it out in the form of a sigh. I couldn't be angry; he might notice it and be more hesitant to talk with me. "Did...Did he hurt you today?" A moment passed, another nod coming from the student. "Mhm...I-I have to go..." He shot up from his seat, though paused, squeezing his eyes shut and using the desk for support. "Kaminari? Are you okay?!" I stood up as well, ready to catch him if he fell.

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DENKI POV ~

"Did he hurt you today?" He said softly, though it sounded more sterner' than before? Almost as if he was holding something back. "I-I have to go..." Dad wouldn't like it if I was late...He seemed angrier today? Or maybe it was just me. He usually drank a lot while I was school, so he was worse when I came home...Especially if I was late. It wasn't like he was as violent when he was drunk...He was just more...Touchy...He touched me in weird places...and made me do things with him. Maybe he thought I was mom...? I stood up quickly from my chair, a wave of dizziness washing over me. "Ugh..." I stumbled slightly, it felt like my heart was racing. Almost as if I had sprinted up a flight of stairs, even though I had only stood up? 

I had been skipping meals lately...Dad didn't like it when I was too 'fat.'..So maybe that was why. I could vaguely hear Mr. Aizawa ask if I was okay, though I couldn't quite answer at the moment. My head was spinning, my ears ringing so loud that it was hard to hear. I felt two hands on my shoulder, sitting me down. I didn't resist and sat down, opening my eyes slightly. I could see Mr. Aizawa through my spotty vision, he was looking me in the eye asking me questions like what my name was, how old I was, and things similar. "D..enki...Denki Kaminari." I replied to the first question, squinting slightly so that I could see better. "Yeah, that's good..." He said in a concerned tone, he stood up, glancing back at his desk. "I'm gonna go get you water, okay?" I nodded, following him with my eyes as he walked. My vision started clearing up a bit as I sat for longer, i still didn't feel good, but not as bad.

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AIZAWA POV ~

I walked back over with the water, handing it over to him. I glanced down at my phone, seeing a text from Hizashi.

My love 💛

Hey! I thought you said your class ended at 8:45? Are we still going to meet for lunch?

Sent at 9:23 AM 
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Yeah. I'm talking to a student right now, dad's a piece of shit, kid admitted that he hurt him, then panicked and tried to leave. He almost passed out, just gave him water.

Sent at 9:26 AM
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Oh crap, is he okay?! Which one is it? Do you need any help? I can come over there!

Sent at 9:26 AM
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It's Denki Kaminari, I'll give you the exact details later, okay? You can come, just be careful yk? I don't want him freaking out again.

Sent at 9:28 AM
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Okay, omw!

Sent at 9:28 AM

HIZASHI (Present mic) POV ~

I shut my phone off, shoving it in my pocket. I locked the door of my classroom, I was standing right in front of it as I texted Shota, since I had finished grading papers a few minutes before i decided to text. I had a bag full of me and Shota's lunch, he usually would skip lunch accidently, usually either sleeping through it, or just being too busy and forgetting about it. So, I typically kept his lunch with me and made it a point to make sure that he ate. My brows furrowed with worry, I could tell just through the texts that Shota was stressed, which usually meant the situation was pretty bad. God, I hoped Kaminari was okay. I speed walked down the hall, stopping once I saw Shota's class. I gently knocked, turning the door handle and creaking the door open slowly. I didn't want to startle either two, so I made sure to be quieter than I usually would've been. My eyes landed on Shota and Kaminari, one was still sitting, visibly still catching his breath. While the other was leaned against one of the desks, tucking his phone away. Shota would glance up, noticing me just standing at the doorway. "Oh, Hizashi-." "Present mic?" He was cut off by the younger student, who despite talking faster, still managed to just break a mumble. "Hey buddy! How ya' doing?" I said with a smile, now that I was up close, I could see the various bruises and cuts on Kaminari. It hurt my heart...No one should have to go through something like this, especially not a child. "Uhm..I'm okay." He answered with a small smile. From the outside, Kaminari could seem just, happy. Though if you looked at him hard enough, you could see the pain in his expression. His facade was breaking, I could only imagine how hard it would be keeping it up for this long...

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A/N: 
Word count ~ 1276

Heyy, thanks for reading! let me know if this feels too rushed and or if there's anything that could be improved, I'll gladly take the criticism and try to fix it later-

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