97: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑚𝑒

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Kira yawned and rubbed her eyes. Sitting up in the guest bed she had been curled up on. Miso was curled up right next to her, purring against her waist.

She got up and slipped on some house shoes. She noticed no one else was upstairs anymore, checking the time she saw it was ten o'clock.

She walked down the hall, wearing basketball shorts that were too big for her and another one of Katsuki's shirts. She really has been just stealing all of his shit these past few days.

He likes it though, even though he tried to act aggravated. Kira knew, he thought it was cute.

She walked to the bottom of the stairs and then stopped. In her tired stupper she noticed two extra streams of thoughts. That she recognized.

Oh God her uncle was here.

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Katsuki glared as his mother pushed his head down in a bow. Her and his father did the same to his teachers.

His parents had just given them permission to watch over him in the UA dorm system. It didn't take all that much convincing either. She referenced some interview that Bakugou hadn't watched but definitely would check out after this.

He looked up through his bangs and locked eyes with Kira, who was peeking into the room from the doorway. Katsuki knew she was avoiding her uncle. "They don't know, I told my mom he was funny about that stuff."
He told her mentally.

He didn't know why he had been so pissed when he found out about her quirk. It made it so easy to communicate with her silently.

She nodded and ducked back. Bakugou was finally allowed to raise his head again after a few seconds of it being pushed down. He glared at his mother who hit the back of his head. But it was more gentle than earlier.

He was just pissed she called him weak.

He sat there as the adults kept talking about the dorms. Aizawa talked about the security procautions and how they would possibly have a day soon for parents to visit and how it would impact his schedule and learning.
Blah blah blah.

Katsuki glanced at the doorway again as Miso started strutting into the living room. Then a hand came from the outside and grabbed her by her back legs, sliding her back into the foryer.

Katsuki tried not to laugh as the cat was yoinked back by Kira.

"Are there any other concerns?" All Might asked. Katsuki looked away from the door but... He didn't look towards the blonde man.

He couldn't.

The man was a shell of his former self and he hated to look at him. Look at what he had done to him.

"Nope!" Mrs Bakugou said with a smile.

Aizawa started to stand up.
"Well if that's all then-"

"Wait." Katsuki said, looking up. It was the first time he'd spoken seriously this entire meeting. But there was something about his expression that looked much different than he had earlier.

He looked serious, even a little worried.

"I know I spoke with the police about everything that happened." He said, looking at Mr Aizawa, who slowly sat back down. "But there's something that I wanted to tell you."

The man frowned and nodded. He had heard a brief outline of what happened. Asking the police if anything horrible had happened. But as far as they knew he was just tied up and talked to. They tried to convince him to join their side and such.

"There was a woman there. She talked about you specifically. A few times actually." Katsuki said, nodding at his teacher. "She said you were a liar and a thief. And that she wanted you... That she wanted you dead or some shit."

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