Teachers Pet

The Incident

Todoroki POV

Bak-Katsuki looked at me, his eyes wide. Then he was hugging me tight. He moved his seat back, then pulled me onto his lap. I buried my face in his chest as tears fell down my cheeks. I hadn't meant to cry. It had happened a long time ago. But I guess I wasn't as over it as I thought. I took comfort in his touch. Aside from Katsuki, I hadn't been held since my mom died.

I hadn't celebrated my birthday since then. I hadn't been expecting a gift or anything because we'd only been together for a month. He was so thoughtful. I let out a sniffle as I started calming down. His presence was soothing. He rubbed circles on my back and kissed the top of my head. Maybe I could talk about the incident if he kept holding me. Maybe it wouldn't hurt as much.

"I was six when it happened."

I felt him tense against me, before he relaxed. I listened to the calm thumping of his heart. Slow and steady. I took a deep breath and released it with a sigh.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I can tell that it hurts you."

"No. I want to."

"I was six years old. I remember my parents fighting. My father wanted me to train harder. He has always wanted me to be the best. Being the best requires work."

I thought back to that day, 11 years ago.

-Flashback-

They were screaming again. Mommy and daddy were always screaming. I don't think they liked each other. I placed my hands over my ears, trying to make the sound stop. Tears fell from my eyes. I hated when they screamed. Usually it didn't last long. But tonight it went on forever. I wiped the tears leaking from my eyes and crept towards the stairs.

If daddy saw me with tears, he would be mad. Daddy didn't like when I cried. He says heroes are s'posed to be strong. I wanted him to be happy with me. So I tried my best to do what he said. I slowly crept down the stairs. They were getting louder. I heard a heavy smack. It made me flinch. Hitting hurt. Daddy made me fight him to train, but he was too strong. He always won. Sometimes I had bruises.

Today I lost real bad. My arm looked funny and it hurt a lot. But daddy make my arm look right. It still hurt but daddy said it was fine. I just tried not to use it too much. Daddy would be mad if I acted like it still hurt. I peeked around the corner and saw my mommy and daddy standing across from each other.

Mommy's hands were coated in ice and she was shaking. Daddy had a red handprint on his face and he looked real mad. His flames stared going up his arms and his beard and eyebrows were on fire.

"How dare you!"

"He's a child Enji! You dislocated his arm today! I've let you have your way till now, but enough is enough. Let him be! If you keep going like this, you'll kill him."

I watched as my daddy got squinty eyes and then he hit her. I'd never seen him do that before. I couldn't stop myself from rushing over. I tried to push him away from her but he just moved her out of the way.

"Oh Sho! Go to your room! Please baby."

My mommy tried to make me leave the room, but I didn't listen. I didn't want daddy to hit her again. I was gonna protect her. I felt tiny flames fill my fist and I tried to hit daddy. He didn't like that. All I could see was flames as his fist met my face. It hurt so much that I fell down and everything was dark.

-End Flashback-

"When I woke up in the hospital a week later, the right side of my face was bandaged. My father used his flames to hit me in the face. Somehow, while I was unconscious, my father blamed it all on my mother. She was committed to a mental hospital. A few days later, she killed herself. It was my fault. If only I had made my father proud by training harder, being better, then maybe she would still be alive."

Katsuki hugged me tighter against him. He pet my hair, whispering soothing words. He let me speak without once interrupting. I was grateful. I don't know if I could have kept speaking if he'd asked questions in the middle. He pulled away with a sigh. His red eyes were sad as they looked into mine.

"Shoto, none of that is your fault. If anything, its your bastard of a fathers fault. He's a complete asshole. You were a kid. There was nothing you could have done. I'm sorry about your mother. Let me take you back home. I didn't realize how hard this day was for you. You never mention your mother, so I should have known."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and placed a kiss to his lips. It was just a gentle peck. Meant to comfort.

"Thank you. I really am happy about the necklace. And I want to do whatever you had planned. I wont let this ruin the night."

"Are you sure? I'm ok if we just go back to the house."

I shook my head at him. I liked this part of him. People thought that he was cold and mean. But really, he was a kind person. He just hid it under layers of sarcasm.

"I'm sure. Take me on my first date."

He grinned at me before taking my lips in a hard kiss. His hands tangled in my hair as his tongue slid across my bottom lip. I opened for him and we met in a tangle of tongues. I would never get enough of this feeling. Katsuki always made me feel good inside. He used his grip on my hair to angle my head. His lips left mine to trail hot kisses down my throat. I moaned as he left marks on my flesh. He pulled away with a smirk, leaving me panting.

"Come on. Let me wine and dine you properly."