Shoto Todoroki: Rising

Chapter 6. Suspicions

Surely this will alert the teachers...

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A certain black-haired homeroom teacher had returned to the faculty room and sighed. They've got a worrying relationship. Something just...doesn't feel right...

"HEY ANYONE SMELL SOMETHING BURNING?" Mic perks up from his desk cubicle.

Aizawa replies with a hint of annoyance. "Probably just Endeavor. The guy's always angry, but especially today."

"Oh..." The loud speaker calms back down on his chair after a reassuring answer. "Bet he's annoyed of us *wasting his time*".

"Yeah..."-

"GUYS LOOK- THE WINDOW! ENDEAVOR MIGHT JUST BURN DOWN THE BUILDING AT THIS RATE!" Midnight calls out to the rest of the teachers as she peeks out the small door window that was practically filled with smoke and bright flashes of red in the distance.

Ughhh he couldn't at least t r y to avoid a fire here? Aizawa groaned, sensing responsibility to leave the comfort of his desk and talk with the literal flaming trash outside. "I'll go."

"Oh? Who knew YOU'D take initiative from everyone here?" Mic speaks up what his other co-teachers were probably thinking.

"I just want to take out the trash, is all." A few chuckles were heard as Aizawa made his way to the door.

Stepping out the door, he's greeted by surrounding smoke and roaring flames, making him cough instantly while fanning the smoke away from him. Finally he gave himself a path free of smoke and tried calling Endeavor out only to be stopped in his tracks by what was waiting for him a few meters away.

"ENDEAVOR! What are you trying to do, set the school on fire?" He couldn't help but mentally roll his eyes. " ..Wait....HUH? ENDEAVOR! LET GO OF HIM! ENDEAV-"

At that instant, Endeavor's head snapped towards the direction of an emerging dark silhouette calling him out through the smoke. He grunts in anger, more so actually for being interrupted than getting caught in the act. Soon enough Aizawa had gotten close enough to the scene without getting burnt, as the flames started dying down from the producer who was quickly losing consciousness. A familiar white strip of cloth came swinging at Endeavor's arm, weakening his grip on his son's neck.

The rest of the teachers had already been alarmed by the commotion and gone outside, equally as shocked as their fellow teacher currently trying to rescue his student.

"ENDEAVOR, LEAVE! OR I'M CALLING THE COPS!" Aizawa was not having any of this. No one was going to harm his students in front of him, no one.

A certain flaming douchebag gave up on keeping the act and threw Shoto towards the teachers, disappearing through the smoke not before giving the teachers an angry glare. The flames
died out completely and all was left of the scene was suffocating black smoke, the remaining light of sunset, and a two-tone haired student left laying limp on the floor.

The teachers surrounded Shoto, panicking at the sight of their uncoscious student's skin slightly turning blue and covered in burns. Aizawa checked for a pulse, relieved slightly at the slow beat. He slowly shook his student, trying to wake him up in his arms.

"Shoto......Shoto can you wake up for me...."

Time seemed to go by slowly, with every second taking forever. The teachers looked over for any slight movement in the dark and tense room. Suddenly a weak Shoto woke up slowly only to be interrupted by persistent coughing, being comforted by his homeroom teacher while other teachers also tried to clear the smoke. After a few minutes the hallway air finally cleared and their student also began to calm down.

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hmm...? What... just happened?

....Ahh..Endeavor was here, right.....

SHIT.....THAT MEANS THE TEACHERS SAW! I HAVE TO LEA-

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"HEY, Shoto, You alright?"

He gave no reaction, instead keeping his head down. His teachers were still trremendously worried for his well-being (at present and at home), and wanted answers. Aizawa took initiative once again, already trying to help Shoto up from the ground.

"Hey, Let's get you to Recovery Girl. You need those burns healed and a check-up on youtr breathing."

"NO!" Shoto replied too quickly. "I- I mean....I'm fine. This is nothing..." It seemed more as if he was persuading himself more than anyone else looking over him at the moment, as if to say, "This didn't happen....I couldn't possibly have ended up in this situation...please don't believe anything you just saw..." He simply wasn't ready for any interrogation on his personal life, never expected the day would come.

Quickly, he picked up stuff from the floor, not caring for the teachers' reactions. He wanted to leave the scene as soon as possible. He stood himself up without the help of his homeroom teacher and quickly walked away, until he turned the corner and disappeared from sight.

The teachers had been left in the hallways quite frozen in shock of the events that had transpired as they processed the idea of the Number 1 Hero abusing his son. No one would ever believe something so absurd to be happening, surely not them, and yet....here they were, dumbfounded, after having watched said top hero choke his son to near death. They all looked out the large floor to ceiling window as Shoto walked towards the UA gates heading home, worried and fearful of what was to come.

To be continued...

Well hello thereeee and heres another chapter for you all!! For once this took longer only bcuz a lot happened in this chapter and I didnt want to rush it (and also a bit of schoolz). But ig u could say we're right in the thick of it nowww!! The teachers finally know somethings wrong and its about to get reallll. Anywayss

Thank you for reading!!!🥰🥰😘🔥🔥