Puppet Master | BNHA

16 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟐.𝟎

"Shigaraki? The villain is your father...?"

You shook your head, "No not the blue man. I never realized that his last name was the same as my father's name. Plus my dad would never be that thin." Shoto started to type on the laptop, nothing came up. "Nothin-" "Shoto I'm not leaving til you open the door." Shoto got up annoyed, he opened the door. "What." His father, number two hero Endeavor made eye contact with you. Terrified, you looked away. "Who is she?" Shoto turned to you, "(Y/n) (L/n), my classmate. Happy now?"

Endeavor walked in making Shoto even more annoyed. "(L/n). Hm." He stared you with narrowing eyes, then walked out without saying another word. "T-that was a nice meeting..." Shoto glared at his father as he walked away. "It's getting late, we should save the research for tomorrow. I'll ask my sister for some spare clothing for you. Wait here." He walked away down the hall, still curious of his home you walked around his room. His studying desk was plain and empty. At his book shelf all there was were books for quirks. But a certain photo peaked your interest, four kids were in the photo. Fuyumi, Natsuo, Shoto, and some other boy with red hair.

"My sister said these would probably fit you." You flinched from his sudden voice, taking the clothing from him you looked up at him. "W-Where's the guest room?" He walked over to his closet, "It's the room next to mine." Leaving his room you poked your head back in one more time, "Goodnight Shoto." He was holding something, "Night."

Outside his room you looked both left and right, there was two rooms. Not sure which is the guest, you went with your right. Opening the door you walked in. The room was the same as his, plain and simple. There was a desk with some paper and a book shelf full of books, also the bed was a king size. Changing into the clothing Shoto gave you, it fits good, a little loose but it was alright. The pajamas was just a white t-shirt and some short pants that weren't too short.

Walking over to the bed, you slipped in it and turned off the lamp next to the bed. The sheets smelt good, it sounds weird but it had a mint scent. Sleeping quietly, you felt the bed weigh down on the opposite side. Waking up slowly you turned.

You screamed falling off then bed holding some sheets. "WOAH!" The random person in the bed backed up. The light turned on with a tired Shoto at the door. You were in the corner holding the sheets with a terrified look. Natsuo held some pillows protectively in front of himself.

"What happened...?" Natsuo turned to Shoto, "I came into my room to sleep after watching TV, and your friend was in my bed." You were red in embarrassment, "W-Well Shoto said this was the guest room, so I fell asleep in here." Shoto rubbed his temple, "This is Natsuo's room, the guest room is on the left side of mine." "You just told me that the guest room was next to yours. You didn't tell me it was on the left side."

Shoto thought for a moment. "You're right. I'll show you the room. Sorry Natsuo." Natsuo chuckled nervously, "It's all good, pretty funny this happens when I come back for the weekend." Shoto pulled you out his room, you left Natsuo's blanket in his room. "T-That was... interesting." You awkwardly followed Shoto, now at the right room, he opened the door for you. "Here's the room."

Walking in the room to sleep Shoto stopped you, "Before you head to bed... how does your father look? I'm doing something important and those details are key." "Uh. My memory is kinda blurry since he passed when I was three, but he had white hair, [E/c] eyes like mine. He's a very professional person I guess so he's always seen in a suit..." Shoto patted your shoulder, "Alright get some rest. I'm sure Natsuo won't be your bed again." "A-Alright."

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Up and ready for the day, you had changed into the more extra clothing Shoto gave you.

Standing in front of him, he was in a tank top and sweats. "What kind of training are we doing again?" "Basic running training, it helps me thinks better." You followed him, "Where are we running?" "Around my neighborhood, we're just gonna run 3 miles." "J-just?!" He nodded, "We'll start... now." He ran ahead leaving you behind. Running behind him catching up slowly he turned to his side. "This is kinda a slow pace, let's go faster."

Slowly catching up again, you were breathing heavily. You barely ran a mile. "I... I can't continue." You said with ragged breaths slowing down. "Come on (Y/n)." He grabbed your sleeve on your jacket, why did you think it was a good idea to workout with a jacket. Continuing to run, you started to slow down drastically. Shoto was basically jogging while dragging you. "We barely ran two miles now."

"I'm.... just.... tired. I... don't run..." He watched you lay on the ground. "Continue on without me. I'll be here." Shoto stood over you, "We aren't training, I only said that because my father was always around. I tracked your old address." You looked up, "My childhood home...?" He nodded helping you up, "The people who investigated the place could've left some evidence behind. So c'mon."

Following Shoto, you both stopped in front of your old home. It was old, rusty and crusty. "Come on." In the home, Shoto looked around. "This is weird." Finally in the home you looked around, all the furniture and stuff was disintegrated. You started to shake Shoto, "I-I know someone's quirk like this!" He turned to you, "Who?" "The blue man!" Shoto rummaged his hand through his hair. You poked the furniture, "Why would he do this...?" His heterochromia eyes looked at you, "Maybe he knew you were gonna do some of your own research. So he ruined all the evidence left behind, so you would come to him for help."

"So that means... I have to go to him to find out if my father really is alive." Shoto slowly nodded, "That means you have to be a villain... and I don't think it's a good idea. But that's for you to decide." You scratched your arm, "I don't know..." Something fell in the other room, you and Shoto looked at each other. "We should head back." He walked out the home with you following. "Whatever you decide, just tell me. I'll try to help you."

"Thank you Shoto." You gave him a smile, making him turn away with a hand on his face. "Yeah..."