#frostfiire

She... expected to trap his head, like she’d read in mangas. But she hadn’t really considered their difference in height, so she only managed to trap his shoulders. Ah, well. Focus on the task at hand.

Yet, she could not find said son anywhere, nonetheless, charcoal irises did managed to cross path with Shoto. 

There is no words yet, not even bothering to ask what he wished from her, not now. 

For now, Rei gets close, bring the boy in an embrace, as if standing by the warmest fire of a chimney. 

‘‘I’m proud of you, son’‘, for finally being yourself, for having met good peoples, to be surrounded by them, for following your dream.

Though, those were not voiced, they could still be taken as if they have been added in her voice. 

Since he is such an outgoing person other people tend to get touchy with him and he doesn’t mind to an extent. He finds it cute when kids come to grab his hand and look up at him with those big ole eyes but this doesn’t feel like a kid. They’re too tall for that matter so he looks back at who was grabbing him. He’s surprised to see Todoroki of all people. “It’s Inasa! I don’t know who this Macreve person is! Don’t tell me you forgot about me!” That would definitely piss him off he thought he got to know Todoroki better and he was better than that!

“A fanatic? If you’re asking if I kill ‘fake heroes’ as he put it, no. Quite the opposite. I just do what needs to be done when the heroes won’t,” Kyouko replied with a smirk, sizing the boy up. She hadn’t come looking for fight, especially not with Endeavor’s son. Child or not, that wasn’t a battle she knew she could win.

So much for voicing this externally, thinking she was on her lonesome. Thruth is, her, zoning out like so, hadn’t allowed her to realize someone else claimed seat onto the bench. 

Nor did a form of response, was expected or much oblige but here he was, having made a comment, that and an apology. 

‘‘No, its fine. I do that sometimes but only get looks rather than being spoken to’‘, Suzu merely reassured.

[LAX --> HND: 定刻. 手荷物受取所9] (on time. Baggage claim 9)

Todoroki read the sign after he entered the airport, hands in his coat pocket. It was cold outside, but his jacket was open. He used his left half to regulate his temperature so he could wear his coat comfortably. Too many layers meant he would feel too restricted. This was ideal.

He made is way through the crowds to the baggage claim, parking himself near the far curve of the belt. His twin should've just landed about 5 minutes ago, so he had another 15 minutes or so before they were reunited.

Aseto had been away for the past 3 years, transferring into an American high school as a sophomore, since American schools did things differently. He called his brother here and there, but with the time difference and their own social lives not meshing, they didn't talk much. Holidays and birthdays were the only times the Todoroki twins spoke during their time in high school. And honestly, Shoto missed having his brother with him. He missed the shenanigans they would get into. The dumb fucking quirk 'battles' they would have when Endeavor wasn't "training" them. The pranks they would pull in middle school, switching classes, making the teachers think they were crazy when the twins acted like there was one of them when both were in the room, showing off their quirks in duplicate since they had the exact same ones. But that could change now.

Aseto was coming to Japan. He got offered a job at the same hero agency as Shoto. They could catch up, be brothers again.

Unless Aseto changed in America...

He shook off the thought and pulled out his phone, sending a text to his brother.

To: Aseto Todoroki

[Hey. I'm already at baggage claim. Can't wait to see you.]