MHA Oneshot: Of Lions and Lambs
Oneshot / Pg / Fluffy Fluff / Angst
Genre: Family / Mild Angst?
Character(s): Rappa Kendo
Warnings: Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Violence (I mean, it IS Rappa)
Inspiration: https://youtu.be/u41DQn8mQT4
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Rappa Kendo was a man who could be called many things - Brutish, Short Tempered, Violent, Simple-minded, and countless others more insulting than the term that came before it - but kind and gentle would never make the list. Except, perhaps, when it came to you. The two of you had first met when he had seen you being dragged into an alleyway by a group of laughing men, and even he wasn’t such a monster to ignore your screams for help. And then, once he had learned that you were little more than a young teenager trying to escape a bad situation back home (one you didn’t want to talk about, but he was smart enough to figure enough out what you may have been running from), he decided then and there he would teach you how to survive: after all, it wouldn’t be fair to leave a little lamb like you without some way to defend yourself in a world filled with wolves now would it?
And somehow, between the seemingly endless lessons that left your body a map of scars and bruises and bloody wounds, a bond had formed beyond what either of you had ever dreamed. The stronger you got, the better you got at hiding the pain, the quicker you were at ducking under blows and retaliating, the prouder he felt; you may not have been his blood by birth, but you were by spirit and by experience... and to him, that counted more than anything. So naturally, when Overhaul had beaten him and forced him to join his Yakuza gang, he had held you back; no matter how much of an unfair advantage that quirk gave the smaller man, a Loss was a Loss and Kendo was a man of his word. Besides, he flashed you that large grin of his as he ruffled your hair roughly, you didn’t need him to watch your back since you weren’t a little Lamb anymore.
And as you watched him walking away, you couldn’t help the wide grin blooming on your face. His was right, you weren’t a scared little Lamb anymore - you had become like he was. Besides, you figured, it wouldn’t be long before Kendo got one up on that skinny man with at horrid quirk: After all... what Wolf could ever stand up for long against a Lion?






