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⎯ naoko todoroki decided she'd go through a hell hotter than her own fire for people who never deserved it.
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⎯ in which the youngest todoroki joins ua against her father's wishes, and grapples with what it means to be a h...
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Naoko stared down at the table, maintaining a silence as rigid as her posture.
Her father's intimidating presence loomed directly in front of her, from across the dining table. Fuyumi sat on the side to her left, while Shoto was to her right. Natsuo was away at a friends house, and Naoko couldn't help but be jealous of him as she picked at her food.
The children in the house ate slowly, careful to keep their silverware from scratching against the glass of the plates in case it upset their father. It wasn't often that he was home for dinner, and in all honesty they wished it happened even less. Of course, Fuyumi always held onto hope that their relationship with their father could eventually be patched up, but for the moment the tension was suffocating her as well.
Enji paused in his eating, and consequently his children all froze in their seats, anxious to hear what he could say.
"Shoto, I recommended you for U.A.. The recommendation exam will be soon," He revealed, not a glance at the two girls at the table. Knowing no one would notice, Naoko allowed her shoulders to fall and tried to ignore the welling of tears in her eyes. She had asked her father to allow her to attend U.A., but he had pushed her away, telling her that she would never become a hero. That there wasn't even the slightest of chances.
"Okay," was the boy's reply. Rather than asking why he hadn't done the same for his twin, Shoto knew that acceptance was the best way to keep things calm.
"I expect you not to disappoint me, boy," Enji explained, no room for argument. "You know your purpose. Fulfill it."
"Yes, Father," was the last phrase Shoto spoke that night.
Without finishing her meal, Naoko excused herself from the dining table. As she carried her plate away, she spotted an opportunity to please her father, even if just by a small amount. Endeavor's plate was empty as well, and he occupied himself by wiping his mouth with a napkin.
"Father," she called out softly, "Would you like me to take your plate?"
The man nodded, speaking up again as she lifted the empty dish and began to make her way to the kitchen behind her father's seat, "Such a shame you aren't as docile as your sister, Shoto."
Shoto looked up at Naoko, who paused in the doorway at her father's words. The man lifted his cup to his lips, speaking before he took a drink.
"What a pity she's so useless otherwise."
Endeavor had expected that she'd be long gone with his dish. Thus, he never noticed the way his youngest child sucked in a breath while her eyes filled with tears, which almost immediately spilled over and streamed down her cheeks.
Naoko hated it. She hated that she would still do anything to try and make her father proud even with how he treated her. She missed the days that they would spend training together before Shoto developed his dual quirk.
She hated Shoto. From the day that his quirk revealed itself and her father threw her aside like garbage... halting her training. From the moment she realized how Shoto takes their father's attention for granted.
She hated it, she hated it, she hated it. No matter what she did, nothing could please the patriarch of the broken Todoroki family.
Naoko quietly left and did the dishes before retreating to her room. She pulled her fluffy hat down over her ears and tightened the scarf around her neck. Her pale fists clutched a fleece lined, black denim jacket that was far too large for her, and wrapped her body in its warmth. It almost felt like him again.
Before her eldest brother was gone, he had essentially taken her under his wing, having practically the same experience as her. After Endeavor threw the girl aside, Touya continued her training, teaching her even more than their father had. However similar their quirks were, they had their differences as well.
Where Touya's skin turned hot and red, Naoko herself was freezing. Where Touya couldn't handle the heat of his quirk, Naoko's body adapted to hers until she couldn't handle the coldness of the world around her. It was nice that her fire wouldn't hurt her, but everything else did so unbearably. She was always shivering, teeth chattering and Touya was her only source of warmth when she didn't want to waste energy with her own fire.
With Touya's jacket tight around her, Naoko crawled under the plethora of blankets on her bed and stared out of her window. Dark clouds rolled by outside, shadows cast among them from the moon's light. Naoko's blue eyes seemed to lose their shine as they always did, when thinking of her family. She wished things were normal.
With empty eyes fluttering closed, Naoko fell asleep, oblivious to the conflicts brewing outside of the safety of her home.
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STOP WRITINF FICS WHEN U CANT FINSIH THEM im trash but i love the idea of another todoroki sibling so lets roll
fun fact! naoko's name is written as 直子 which can translate to "obedient child," a little reference to behavior and how she's perceived
