(Bakugou x F! Oc)
Having a mother as a Pro Hero really made Mori proud. She wanted to me like her and make her mother proud as well. She would always tune in the news when her mother would appear. Her father was a similar case, he was a Pro Hero, bu...
It was our last day in America. We were currently waiting for our flight in the airport, checking for the fourth time if we had everything and nothing was left behind.
"Alright, you guys have everything secure? We ain't going back to the hotel." My oldest brother said firmly. Going quickly through the check list. "Yes, for the hundred time! Aniki, calm down." My other older brother, only of 2 years, said in frustration. "I only asked for the fourth time.. anyway, our flight is in a couple of minutes. You guys have your blankets ready?" He asked us, in which we replied.
I was, at the moment, texting my long best friend from Japan. Katsuki Bakugou. I promised to stay in contact with him 2 years ago. I haven't exactly told him what has been happening, I didn't wanted to worry him. And right now I didn't tell him I was in my way to Japan, my second hometown. I wanted to surprise him.
"Mori, let's go. Leave the phone or you'll get lost." My big brother said, taking my arm after I placed my phone in my pockets.
We waited in line to go inside the plane, quickly giving out our tickets and entering the plane. My oldest brother, Takeshi, managed to get us comfortable seats and even being able to sit together the three of us.
Unluckily for me, I was given the middle seat. I was grumpy at first, while my brother, Kōtarō, laughed and thank the Gods for getting the window seat. Takeshi only replied with "It's so we can both protect our precious little sister" alongside a smile and a pat on the head. Don't get me wrong, I love my brother's to death, but I don't like when they treat me as something delicate.
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After 5 hours of flight, I woke up from my nap. Getting bored in a flight is really easily. I look to my left side seeing Takeshi awake. I nudge his arm slightly, examining his expression as thoughtful.
"Shi-nii, where are we going to stay when we arrive to Japan? Do we still have our old house?" I asked him in a low tone, since most of the people were asleep. "No... our house has new owners now. But grandma managed to get us our aunts old house. It's comfortable enough for the three of us." He informs me, his eyes held a hidden sadness when talking of our old house. Our childhood, well half of mine, but it was where my oldest brother grew up, and knowing he can't go back must make him upset. "As long as we're together, I don't care where we stay... well if we get any ramen places near then that's better too." I admitted. My brother let out a chuckle and gave me a half hug. "Of course, princess."
After 9 hours we arrived in Japan, around 6pm. Kōtarō was the most tired of all, since he played with his PSP almost all the way here. Our aunt was there to greet us, giving us hugs and showing us to her car. We didn't have a close relationship with her, but she held us dear.
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She told us on the way to our new home that the neighborhood was a quite and calm one. Her former house was abandon for just 6 months, so it had some furniture and it was clean as she would sometimes go here. We were very grateful and said our goodbyes when she left.
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The house had some purple flowers in the front yard, they were lavenders. Upon entering our new home the first thing we saw was the living room. Vary spacious if I say so. There was a white couch in the middle, with a coffee table in front above a brown rug. On the wall there was a TV, and to its sides a book tower; though empty at the moment.
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Following our gaze to the left side was the dinner table, just close to the kitchen. A metallic grey fridge close to the same color oven, above was the microwave. There was an island, also metallic grey, adorned with a basket of fake fruits.
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Exiting the kitchen, we saw the hallway upstairs. There were five rooms. Two close to the stairs, normal size rooms colored white. Next to thee rooms were two more, the bathrooms. Not big, but not small. Just comfortable enough to be able to take a bath. And the furthest room, the master room. Who was quickly claimed by my oldest brother.
I settled in the right sided room, luckily there was a bed for us in every room. I placed my luggage on the floor and rested on the bed. I was very exhausted and just wanted a nap, a good one at that.
