When your 16 year old kids go back in time | BNHA/ MHA

You can't murder your brother, that's homicide

Let it be known that Kaito is not responsible to the situation they're in. Not in the least (fuck you sis).

After that hag did her shit, the world blacked out for a moment as everything turned cold, and his senses fogged. Next thing he know was  that he was falling, and fast. Red eyes widened as he looked down on the approaching ground. Crap.

He concentrated an explosion just in the right time so here doesn't go splat. Looking off to the side he saw Reiji recovering from his water state, beautiful fiery red and dreamy blue eyes looking slightly dazed before he shook his head, strawberry red and charcoal black mixing at the middle, before he ran a hand through his hair, making it look like someone through it- no, wait stop....Okay but seriously why does it look like sex hair and why is it so hot- Seriously stop thinking brain, the air must've rushed through his ears and into his head. Yeah that's probably it, cause he's does NOT think that Reiji's hot- wait no, Reiji's hair goddamnit, they're just bros and nothing more.

Yeah right, and denial is just a river in Egypt. A voice that sounds suspiciously like his sister's mocked.

Looking off to his right he saw said girl landing gracefully on her boot clad feet. Bitch, could've helped them too. Could've not engaged with a villain whom you didn't know their quirk. The voice sassed back. Yeah sure whatever.

Getting up he dusted his pants and went over to help Reiji.

The half and half boy smiled when a gloved hand extended for him to take. "Thanks dude." Kaito looked off to the side and grumbled "tis nothin". Reiji glanced behind his shoulder, eyes widening in slight fear.

"What?" The blonde asked as he looked behind him to see Akira approaching, fingers twitching and a wide smile on her face, and not the pleasant type of smile. No sir, not at all. It was the one that screamed RUN. If he was a lesser man he would've, but he isn't and he'll face it like a man uncle Eiji would be proud of, so he squares his shoulders, and turns around to face is sister. She was angry and she doesn't get angry that often, well shit.

This could either go in a good way or a very bad one.

Taking a deep breath - which was a good sign - she started calmly,
"I cannot believe you two, almost a year and a half learning how to deal with a villain for what, huh? Shinsou-sensei would be disappointed and so will Eri-sensei. Oh and our parents, they'll probably ground us when that hear about this. Papa and Pops will be so mad," she started to pace "Papa is going to use The Tone and I'll be damned if I have to go through that again. And Reiji's too. Our parents are going to kill us. Gramma and grandpa will probably get worried. Seriously could you be anymore stupid?" She hissed the last part, and while Reiji looked pretty ashamed, he on the other hand just looked aside and furrowed his eyebrows. He may be guilty but she doesn't have to rub it in his face.

Suddenly she stopped in her tracks and turned to them, Reiji stiffened by his side. Fuck.

"Though I don't think that they'll be able to kill you two if I got to murder you first." She began her stride over to them cracking her knuckles and then flexing her fingers, just like their old man when he's preparing for a hit.

Being siblings, he knows a lot about Akira. So he knows that she's stressed, and what do they do when they're stressed? They punch - or blast - it out. Good thing he's immune then.

Just as she was about to throw a punch, a familiar grey scarf warped around her arm, causing the three to turn around just to have their entire bodies engulfed in the stripes.

Kaito tried to explode the thing but then paused. He can't use his quirk. Sharing a glance with the other two his eyes followed the path that the scarf came from, only to see someone that looks like a 20 years younger Uncle Eraser. Sleep deprived and inky black hair defying gravity, glaring at them in an all too familiar way with bloodshot red eyes.