I Found What I Was Missing

Chapter 60: Just Listen To Me

Just Listen To Me

He was a few months shy of turning twelve when Shoto was born. It had been quite a happy occasion, and he was eager to get to hold his new baby brother.

His father forbade them from visiting their mother in the hospital, but once she came home with a bundle of joy, she was surrounded by three very curious and excited siblings. Touya, being the tallest of the three, got the first real look at Shoto before their mother bent down slightly to show them.

The second Shoto opened his eyes, Touya fell in love. Sort of. It wasn't anything romantic, but a strong, brotherly love. He wanted to protect this baby from the world. His love only grew stronger once he was able to gently cradle his baby brother to his chest.

He was so tiny, so fragile, innocent and just the embodiment of purity.
“This is your new brother, Shoto. Protect him with all your might,” their mother muttered, smiling as the children all stared in awe at the baby squirming in Touya’s arms.

From that moment on, he tried his very best to always be there for Shoto. His mother even let him feed him and dress him whenever he could. He was the first person to see Shoto smile, the first person to hear him laugh, the person he always made grabby hands at, the person he always crawled or walked towards.

Shoto's first word had been Touya’s name, the baby giggling loudly as Touya raised him up high in the air in celebration. Between school and his forced training with his father, Touya only had a few hours to himself a day, but he always tried to spend as much of it as he could with Shoto.

Touya had never really looked up to any heroes, he was never really interested in them or their careers, though he knew he was probably going to be forced into a hero career by his father.

He tried not to be bothered by this or how much his own quirk was hurting him, but his body could barely handle the heat of his own fire. His father constantly tried to push him l
passed his limit and he'd end up being burnt by his own quirk.

His father would snarl disapprovingly at him, leave him there, in pain and bleeding because his own quirk had burnt him. Sometimes he'd be able to drag himself to his room and dress his own wounds, other times he'd collapse halfway there and Fuyumi or Natsu would find him, gently help him up and to his room, and he'd sit on his bed as they helped take care of him.

On days like these, he'd try not to let Shoto see him so hurt, he didn't want him to see him like this. It was easy enough at first, but once Shoto turned four, he actively started to search for his older brother.

Touya would try his god damned best to hide his pain away from Shoto, but the little brat was too perceptive for his own good. Shoto had almost started crying when Touya cried out in pain, the kid had hugged him a little too hard.

Touya tried his best to reassure the kid that he was fine, even if he was still wincing and sweating. Shoto had proceeded to climb onto his bed, toying with Touya's hair once he got the teen to lay down. He had started to sing a lullaby their mother always sung to him.

Touya had fallen asleep fairly quickly, waking up a few hours later with Shoto fast asleep next to him. He had felt better after that and carried the young child to his own bed.

Touya started to hate heroes, specifically his father, when Shoto's quirks manifested. The second he could use both fire and ice, their father had stepped in and took him away.

Touya no longer received any training form the man, his focus now entirely on Shoto and him alone. It was Endeavour's goal to create a hero capable of surpassing All Might. It was disgusting.