TW: Mentions of death and implied abuse
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It didn't take long for Fuyumi to arrive. She had white hair with streaks of red. She didn't seem any taller than Iruka herself. Fuyumi had brought over food for the boys since she felt odd coming over empty-handed.
A bit of chatter amongst the four filled the room, introduction and some ("So you're the one Tensei talks about." "You knew?!" "I only knew Aizawa Sensei and Mic Sensei had a child, I never knew who.") Fuyumi didn't stay long due to visiting hours almost ending soon so in no time Iruka found herself on the train to the Todoroki residence.
For the most part, the two talked about the entire journey there. At first, it was some more of those "What is your favourite," questions. Soon enough they were talking about school or work. ("Shoto told me you worked at an elementary school." "He actually talks about me?"). Iruka felt this sense of familiarity when Fuyumi would talk about the school she works at and the students she teaches.
When they reached the Todoroki residence, Iruka found herself staring. It was a larger traditional Japanese looking home.
"Iruka-chan come on you're going to get cold," Fuyumi called out.
"Sorry for the intrusion," Iruka said as she stepped into the home.
"Let's have dinner first, I was making chicken curry beforehand is that alright?" Iruka nodded and they both headed towards the dining room.
Iruka took in the sight of the house. It was simplistic, a few plants here and there but other than that there wasn't much. No family photos, no pictures in general actually. Iruka noticed the slightly burnt scent that lingered. It was overpowered by the smell of wood and lavender but it was still there.
"Itadakimasu~" Iruka chimed as she took a bite of her curry. As she enjoyed her food Iruka realised something. "Ahh Fuyumi, all my clothes are back at the agency."
"Oh that's alright, you can borrow some of my clothes, we're practically the same size so it shouldn't be too hard to find something you can fit in."
"Really?" Fuyumi nodded.
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Iruka dried her hair as she walked to Fuyumi's room. She didn't particularly know what to do or where in the house she was allowed to go so Fuyumi's room was her best bet.
"Ano Fuyumi the bathroom is free."
"Oh alright. Well, feel free to do whatever you like here, make yourself at home." Fuyumi chimed as she walked out.
At first, Iruka could only stand awkwardly, unsure what to do, but she realised that would look too creepy, so she walked over to the bed, sat herself down, and took out her phone.
Kacchan
Kacchan
What the fuck happened?!Kacchan
Oi Whisker!Kacchan
Whiskers pick up the damn phoneKatsuki had pretty much filled up Iruka's messages with question after question. Some about her, some about Shoto, and some about Izuku but they were mostly the same. Are you ok? What happened.
Whiskers
I'm fine Kacchan.
Just got a hit in with the Hero KillerKacchan
Well fucking shit what about Deku?
And Icy-Hot?
If he left you behind I'll drag him through the dirt.
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