Sequel to The Other Yaoyorozu

Chapter 2: A Step in the Right Direction

 The next day, you woke up alone. Normally, Revvy would be by your side, snuggled into you trying to stay warm under your single blanket. But the space beside you was cold. You sat up in bed, eyes quickly scanning the room for your son, worry evident in your entire being.

When Revvy was nowhere to be seen, you scrambled out of your bed and the room, walking with as much confidence as you could towards the bar. As you passed the door to the room Tomura was using for training, you heard the telling 'thump' of a body falling to the floor.

You opened the door. Revvy was lying on the ground, silent tears streaming down his face. Tomura was standing over him, hand raised for another hit, but stopped when he saw you standing in the doorway.

You gulped, then Tomura spoke, voice scratchy and intimidating. "Now, what do you think you're doing here, Y/N?"

Your son looked up at you, and you glared at the blue-haired man slowly taking a step into the room, "Revvy wasn't there when I woke up."

Tomura stood straighter and stepped over the boy in front of him, "That much is obvious," he said, a cool edge to his voice, "but it doesn't answer my question does it?" He was right in front of you now, eyes staring into yours. He grabbed your chin leaning in close to your ear, "You know how much I hate repeating myself."

You refused to move, even when you felt his breath fanning your face, and continued to look ahead, focusing on steadying your breathing. "I was looking for Revvy."

Tomura hummed, his lips trailing a path to the edge of your mouth, his hands trailing down to your wrist and wais, holding you in place. You clenched your fists, and continued speaking.

"I heard noises coming from in here, and I opened the door."

Tomura tightened his grip around your wrist, even with the quirk dampener his quirk wouldn't work on you, so he settled with leaving bruises. "Now, that was stupid. You know you're not allowed in here, don't you Y/N?" He moved back, eyes menacing, but you stared right back at him, remaining silent. His hold tightened, and you nodded your head. "Leave us."

You went to object but stopped as Tomura bent down to pick up Revvy by the collar of his shirt, scared for your son.

When he didn't hear your footsteps, Tomura turned back towards you, his hand wrapped around Revvy's neck, only one finger not touching his skin. "You know the consequences of disobeying me Y/N. Leave. Us."

With a quiet growl, you turned and left the room.

You continued walking towards the bar, your scowl still gracing your features. When you go there, Kurogiri was where he always was, cleaning a perfectly clean cup behind the counter. He must have seen the look on your face because instead of starting up a small conversation, he quietly set a glass of water down in front of you.

Some-what grateful for the drink, you took a sip. It was silent, apart from the occasional sipping of water and wiping of glass, plus muted 'thumps' coming from the training room. You used this time to think about what you saw on the news yesterday.

Your sister. Here, in America. What are the chances? Thinking of her now you realized just how much you missed her. A new wave of determination fell over you. You will see her again. The question is, how?

~timeskip~

You were still sitting in the bar, thinking of ways to reach your sister, when Tomura strutted in. You heard his raspy voice asking Kurogiri for a drink and you growled.

This was not unheard by Tomura, who immediately walked over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Something wrong, my sweet?" He asked, voice dripping with malice.