That One Twin

21

Sayuri
4 Hours Later

Yelling. That's all I fucking hear. Two grown men fighting while I'm stuck in a bed, incapable of moving without pain shooting through my body. I hissed at the pain coursing through me as I forced myself up and walking down the stairs.

"Until she's 18, she'll be staying with me, under my care and there's nothing you can do to stop it!"

"She's my daughter, so I can overrule whatever the hell you have to say! The court will take my side!"

"Not after viewing her hospital records! And her statement!"

"I did NOT sign up for this shit!" I groaned and fell onto the couch. "If you two are going to wake someone up, why not have food ready and waiting at least? Instead, there's an oversized ape babbling on and going on a rampage; on the other hand, there's a concerned uncle who actually gives a damn about my well being!"

"If you know what's best for you, you'll come home," dad growled.

"Then if I'm doing what's best for me, why would I want to go back to the place you tried killing me? The place you ran Touya away from and got him killed? Why would I go back there when I can stay here with uncle Aizawa, the person that actually cares for me and will keep me safe from you?!" I growled back. "You want to act big and bad? I'll show you big and bad."

I activated my eraser quirk on him and stripped him of his flames. Then I grabbed ahold of his wrist and drained him of his energy. "Someone was bound to knock you down a peg or two. I didn't think it'd have to be me. Oh and FYI, I'm the hero named Shadow. I'm the one placed #1 beside All Might. Try me now bitch."

"You're that fucking brat?!" He shouted.

"Careful, dad. Not all heroes show mercy in the face of attempted murder," I sneered. "You won't be using your quirk for a couple weeks. Go ahead and get used to that. Also, you'll be weak during that time. You better hope you don't get attacked anytime soon because you'll just be a defenseless punching bag. I'll be staying with uncle Aizawa from this day forward. Don't expect to be seeing me come home ever again."

I laid back down on the couch and snapped my fingers. He disappeared from the house and he better hope he doesn't come back. Uncle Zawa crouched down beside me and rested his hand on my head.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Like I've been tossed around like a sack of potatoes. I'm hurting in places I didn't even know could hurt," I winced.

"You overdid yourself just now. You should be resting instead of moving around," he sighed.

"I'm fine," I lied. "This is something I'm used to."

I felt my body grow noticeably smaller. Shit. No no no no no! Not a baby! Anything but a baby! I stopped shrinking and looked down at my tiny hands and now oversized clothes. It seems like I stopped at age 4. Notably better than being a baby, but still a major setback for the next week or so. Hopefully nothing else happens that causes my body to practically go into defense against any severe shock.

"Y-Yuri?" Uncle Zawa gasped. "I'll go get a shirt or something!"

He ran off as quick as possible. That's probably the fastest I've ever seen him run outside of work. New record man. He came back with one of his shirts.

"That's gonna be a dress on me," I whined.

My voice! Holy shit I've never been in this situation before. Yeah I was obviously a kid once, but I usually go straight to being a fucking baby!

"Just throw this on! It'll at least cover you while we go buy you something to wear," he said and slipped the shirt over my head.

"Uncle Zawa, why didn't I go to being a baby?" I asked.