When I got home from school, I went straight to my bedroom and crashed on my bed. I am soooo tired. But I have lots of homework to do to catch up with where the others are.
A couple of hours later, my mom came to get me for supper. My mom's cooking is awesome, it's an interesting mix of Japanese she learned from her mom, Italian from dad's mom, and American thrown in just because.
Tonight we're having homemade gnocchi cooked in an umami kombu dashi broth and served in a Shiitake mushroom sauce flavored with mirin, sake, and tamari. It's my dad's favorite fusion meal. My parents were waiting for me at the table.
Well I know where this is going. The 'how was your first day of school' marathon of questions. Well you know what, with the right incentive I'll answer any questions you've got. And my mom's cooking definitely does the trick.
So as we're eating, I decided to beat them at their own game. I told them everything that happened today. When I told about the baby picture, Dad laughed until he cried. That's when I started asking questions of my own. I learned more about my parents childhood in that hour than I had ever known before.
When I went to bed that night, I felt a peace that I haven't had in years. Until I started dreaming. It was THAT dream. The one that I have at least a couple of times a year since, well since it happened.
I'm 4 years old again, running through the house, crying and screaming for HER. And then I find her in our bedroom. She looks me straight in my eyes and begs me to save her with tears rolling down her face. Then the flames appear on the ceiling and come rolling down the wall until they engulf her. I call her name and try to reach for her. Before I can, the flames shove me back and then she disappears.
I wake up being thrown into the wall. I look up and see flames roaring on the ceiling, and coming towards me. Suddenly my bedroom door slams open and Uncle Shota is there. I feel weird, and then the flames are just gone.
My parents rush into my room. Mom grabs me in a crushing hug and asks me if I'm okay. I take a few deep breaths and tell her that I'm fine.
Uncle Shota said that he got there just in time. Which makes me wonder, how did he know? How did any of them know? My mom must have realized what I was thinking, because she told me they called Uncle Shota when my screaming woke them up.
My mom looked at dad and said, "That's the first
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Ejiro Kirishima X Reader (Finding The Quirks In Me
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