"What was so urgent that it couldn't wait until the weekend, Kid?" Levi, Chris, and Naoko sat around one of the many small tables that inhabited Levi and Chris' home (Naoko had never really understood that decoration choice, but she wasn't about to tell these men how to live their lives). Levi was staring at her attentively, and she was grateful that he was taking this seriously.
School had just ended for the summer and the summer camp was only a week away. There was no way Naoko could say she was excited for this, between Levi, Chris, and Aizawa hinting at random things, Naoko knew that their whole class was in for a world of hurt that she didn't necessarily want to think about. But that was not the reason she crashed her mentor's mandatory date night.
No, there were far more important things to think about... Things that had been on Naoko's mind for a long time now. Her fingers drummed awkwardly on the surface of the table as she tried to regulate her breathing.
"Oh, you know, it was nothing too major... I mean, it kind of is, but that's beside the point... Um, I'm assuming that you heard some of the rumors floating around about my quirk?" She got out, her fingers shaking heavily as she tried desperately to regulate her heartbeat. Levi could probably feel every major change in her boy, so she needed to calm down.
Levi huffed irritably, "You mean the shit that's been floating around about how much of a danger you are? Yeah, we've caught wind of it, it's stupid as fuck."
The venom coming off him was intense as he scowled; if the way his fingers snapped together was any indication, he was anything but happy about this development.
Chris didn't look happy either, though he was more subdued about it, compared to Levi's 'I'll murder a bitch' attitude, "Agreed. I think the people who are against you believe that we'll be on their side. They've been sending us more emails than I care to look through."
"Most of them aren't even based on fact," Naoko wasn't sure if Levi was more upset about the contents of the emails, or the fact that they thought he wanted to be included, to begin with, "It's all fear tactics and bullshit."
It was unfortunate, but Naoko had expected this... to some extent. Honestly, she had hoped that there would be some level of maturity here, but maybe that was too much to expect from a bunch of people who lived in the panic-filled world they were stuck with.
"Well, that's a part of why I'm here... Um... Well..." Naoko's fingers stalled slightly as she thought about how to phrase this next part, this was the part that could get her in a lot of trouble, "I need to know what drove the two of you into becoming vigilantes?"
Whatever the two had expected their surrogate daughter to say, this wasn't it, Levi deadpanned entirely, his tea balanced carefully between his fingers as he blinked at her. Chris, on the other hand, began to choke on the drink he had been sipping. From the way his shoulders were heaving, Naoko could almost hear his overreaction.
Unsurprisingly, Levi was the first to respond, his precious tea set carefully on the table before he moved to sign, "Don't tell me those idiots are getting to you?" Naoko had enough experience reading his facial expressions that she was able to see how pissed he was, though it wasn't directed at her, thank goodness.
A small blush dusted across Naoko's complexion as she sighed, she could do this, she needed the answers, "Kind of," She signed with a grimace, "The legal system is completely fucked- pardon my language- and the more I see, the more I realize that there are plenty of situations where heroes' hands are tied. Between that and the corruption that is the hero ranking system, I don't think I can comfortably call myself a hero."
The two pros stared at Naoko. If they were anyone else, they would probably be worried about how she was thinking, but they understood all too well. While neither of them had turned to vigilantism for that specific reason, they got the mindset.
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Silence Destroyed (MHA)
FanfictionSilence is such a weird concept; it's the absence of sound is all, and yet people have such different reactions to it, some would prefer silence over people, some go nearly insane when forced into silence, and some people have no choice but to adapt...