Transfer {MHA}

Backseat: Whispers

I walked back out into the main room wearing the dress Fuyumi bought me. "So how does it look?"

Hawks looked up from his phone and smiled. "You look pretty cute, Kid."

"Wish me luck, the last time I saw Endeavor I wasn't exactly polite." I rubbed the back of my neck.

"You went after the #2 Hero? You've got some guts kid, but why?" Hawks looked disappointed.

"What? Are you some sort of Endeavor fan? Though I guess it would make sense if you didn't know. I only know because Shoto and I have talked about our lovely childhood traumas." I sighed deeply.

"Stop rambling and tell me what's going on then, kid." He stood up, he was actually kind of intimidating to me in that moment.

"Endeavor terrorized Shoto as a child, insisted that he train Shoto so that he could beat All Might in the future. Not only that, he kept Shoto away from his other siblings and also drove his wife so fucking crazy that she poured a kettle of boiling water over Shoto's eye when he was only 5." My eyes started watering. "Endeavor put his wife in a mental hospital after that and continued to "train" Shoto."

Hawks just stared at the floor.

"So like I said, wish me luck." I turned around and walked out the room. Once I was down the hall I heard Hawks cursing. "Well, that's a yikes."

I got to the bottom floor and walked out the front door. Shoto was standing out by the car, he was dressed in a suit. When his eyes met mine, a warm smile appeared on his lips.

"You look beautiful, though I guess that wouldn't be different from any other day. I think that stunning would be a better word." He opened the door for me.

"You really know what to say to play at my narcissism." I kissed his cheek before getting in.

Shoto paused a moment before shaking his a bit and getting the car. He closed the door and was going to speak but was cut off by the guy in the passenger seat.

"Hey, I'm Natsuo. Shoto's older brother, you must be that Roxanne girl. I've heard a lot about you from Fuyumi." The white haired boy smiled at me.

"So you're part of the shitty dads club too?" I held up my hand for him to high five. "Sweet."

Natsuo gave my hand a light smack. "Yeah, you could say that."

"Apologies, she has a dark sense of humor." Shoto spoke calmly.

I shrugged and leaned back. "The trauma can't hurt me if I'm laughing."

Shoto placed his cold gloved hand on my shoulder causing me to jump and panic a bit. I turned away from him, not being able to look him in the eye anymore.

"I'm sorry, did I freeze you a bit?" Shoto whispered.

I shook my head. "I was attacked by a villain today and his Quirk made me see future us but we were villains. Iida of all people had come up with the idea to take down the #1 hero, who was Bakugo. It was freaky and just got worse when you guys tried to kill me."

"I-I hurt you?" Shoto muttered.

"No, you didn't actually harm me. It's just, the first time I saw you in there you grabbed that shoulder. It just shook me up a bit." I smiled, trying to make myself feel better more so than comfort Shoto.

"Alright, I'll trust that you'll come to me if you're struggling."