Hiya folks! Told you guys the next installment would come quickly. By the way, I do not own Boku no Hero Academia, its characters, or its locations. They are all owned by Kohei Horikoshi, Jump Comics, and Funimation. Now without further ado...here is the newest installment for Family Matters!
"Where are you going, Mama?" Eri asked as Uraraka put her shoes on. It was a crisp Saturday afternoon in Japan; the trees were almost completely bare and the heating system was slightly on. Most of the students were wearing scarves and leather boots, and everywhere you turned, there was always something pumpkin-related being sold. Some of the 1-A students were busy crunching down on their midterms while others were trying to do some fall cleaning.
"I'm heading off to see Gunhead for some training." Uraraka said as she put on a scarf. "I was taught by him during my internship this past spring. I've been slacking a bit in my martial arts, so I set up a training seminar with him to help me out."
"Cool!" Eri said as her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "Can I come too, Mama? Please?"
"I don't know, Eri." Uraraka said. "I'm not sure Gunhead would allow someone as young as you-"
"But I want to watch you train." Eri interrupted, a slight hint of desperation in her tone. "I've already seen how Papa fights; I wanna see your fighting style. Plus, I wanna meet this Gunhead person. Pleeeeeeeeease?" She pleaded as she gave puppy-dog eyes in order to sweeten the answer.
"Maybe we should bring her, Uraraka." Midoriya said. "It would be good for her to get out of the house. Besides, I kinda want to meet this Gunhead. From what you've told me, he sounds like a really great guy."
Letting out a sigh of defeat, Uraraka knelt down in front of Eri and gave her a stern look. "Fine," she said, "You can come with me to meet Gunhead and watch me train. But..." She added as soon as she saw the little girl's face light up, "You are not allowed to interrupt either me or Gunhead when we are training. What we are doing is dangerous and I don't want you getting hurt. You will have to stay with Papa on the sidelines until I am done. Understand?"
"Okay." Eri muttered, looking slightly disappointed.
Suddenly, an idea popped into Midoriya's head and knelt down as well. "Hey, how about this?" He said. "If you behave yourself while at the dojo, maybe we'll watch a movie of your choice tonight before you go to bed."
"Yay!" Eri said in excitement. At this, Uraraka stern face faltered and she couldn't help but smile at Eri's adorableness. With that, Midoriya buttoned Eri up in a warm fall coat and wrapped a wool scarf around her neck and mouth. Afterwards, Uraraka put little brown gloves on her hands to keep them from being cold.
"Ready, Eri?" Uraraka asked as soon as the little girl was snug and warm. Eri responded by giving a small thumbs-up through the glove. "Alright then," Uraraka exclaimed as she and Midoriya each took one of Eri's hands, "Let's get going!"
After walking through the city for about thirty minutes, the small family arrived at a large building with glass windows and a sign that said "Gunhead's School for Martial Arts." Walking inside, Eri noticed that the floor was completely covered with floor mats. There were also punching bags hanging from the ceiling, dummies, and weights to help with muscle growth.
"Ahem!" A voice called out to them. All three pairs of eyes turned to see a muscular man with grey spiky hair walk towards them. Eri and Midoriya noticed that he wore what looked like gun barrels around his lower arms that stopped at his wrists. He also wore a white mask that had four holes in it. 'I guess that's why they call him Gunhead.' They both thought. As he stopped in front of them, Eri and Midoriya both gulped at how intimidating he looked with his bulky structure and gun-barrels on his arms.
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Fanfic⭐️[2019 BNHA WATTY AWARD WINNER-MOST ORIGINAL STORY]⭐️ Eri now lives with Class 1-A with Midoriya as his temporary guardian. Precious moments to come. Izuku x Ochako, KiriMina, ShoMo. Rated T for Bakugou and a future Toga incident. Credit to Mika@...