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Takashi was a happy boy whose parents were two of the most top pro heroes in japan. His fathers were pro heroes Deku and Ground zero, and they were amazing parents. He was sooo happy and he loved his life but he… didn't.
Things have always felt.. off to him. He hated the way people spoke to him and referred to him. He hated how he looked at times and he hated how he couldn't feel the way everyone says they feel about themselves. He was… wrong. He had to be. What else could be the problem?
He did love how his parents weren't like some others and let him wear, play, and act however he wanted to. Some parents wouldn't let little boys wear dresses or play with barbies or play with makeup with their sister.
He didn't know what it meant but he loved doing it. He loved dressing like a girl and doing girl things. His Papa and Daddy didn't care if he wanted to wear pink frilly dresses or play house.
He didn't just play with girl stuff though, he loved dinosaurs and loved to play in the dirt and wrestle with his family. He enjoyed doing boy things but he wasn't as tough as the other boys but Papa says that's okay. He said as long as he's happy what people think of him doesn't matter. He said that boys can cry lots and they can do whatever they want even if other people were mean and didn't think so.
Like Papa said, people were mean to him at times because of what he liked to do. Boys and girls at school would say mean things and push him around because he liked to wear dresses and he cried but that's okay! Papa said so!
One time he told his sister about what they had done and she yelled at them and almost beat them up! They even cried and she got in trouble but it made him very happy that she stood up for him.
He didn't like his body, he would look at girls and wish that he could look like them but that's normal! They were just so pretty!
He wished his hair could get longer, he knew that his Pa and Dad would let him grow it out but he just didn't want to. He didn't know what they or other people would think when they saw him. If he had long hair and wore dresses everyone would really think he was a girl but.. he's a.. boy. Yeah!
When Takashi was four he didn't get a quirk like everyone else around him had but that's okay! He didn't have a quirk but quirks aren't everything, his older sister didn't even use hers because it was so dangerous to everyone but her.
Lots and lots of people were very mean to him and didn't like him because he didn't have a quirk nor was he a normal boy like everyone else.
His Papa was very sad that he hadn't gotten a quirk. When he asked him he told him that he got his very late so he was quirkless for a long time when he was a kid. He also told him that people were very mean to him because of it and he didn't want people to be mean to him also. This made Takashi sad because he knew that it was going to happen anyway.
His Grandma was mean to him and his dads about how he would like to dress and how his dads let him dress like that. He could remember how one day when his Daddy dropped Koyuki and him off at his grandparent's house. His Gran had looked at him with a strained smile.
She had hugged him hello and gave him a kiss on the cheek before dragging his Daddy off to the other room and started yelling at him. She said some things about how just because he was gay he couldn't have his kid doing things like that and some other things that weren't so nice.
He didn't know what that meant or what the word gay meant but he figured that she was being mean to him.
All he really remembers from that was how his Daddy told him afterwards that she was being an ignorant piece of shit so he should just ignore what she had to say about him and what he liked to do.
He loved his Grandma but he didn't really like her that much. She was very shout-y and angry like his Daddy and sister but she wasn't as nice and loving as they were. She looks just like his Daddy and sister too, but more like Daddy. Koyuki had darker skin like their Papa, curly hair, and she had lots and lots of freckles like him and Papa.
He did love his other grandma, Mimi, very very much! Mimi was his papa's mom but she didn't have curly hair or as many freckles as him. She was very small and plup and her hair was in locs but he loved her like that, she was perfect! Takashi wished he could be like her when he grew up! He may not have green hair but he loved his dirty blond curls!
Mimi had a little farm and a big garden! She lived up in the country so he didn't get to see her very often but he had lots and lots of fun when he did. His Mimi never even said anything mean about his dresses and how he acted like his other Grandma and Pop did.
His other Grandpa was super nice but he was super super skinny unlike the rest of the family. Grandpa toshi reminded him of the skeletons you see in movies but in a good way. He would always have so much fun at his Grandpa's! Especially because he always snuck Takashi candy when his parents weren't looking.
His parents told him that his Grandpa used to be the symbol of peace and his Daddy and Papa really wanted to be like him before they met him. He was confused because he had thought that Grandpa was Papa’s daddy but they told him that they met Grandpa when he was in high school and he became Papa's dad then.
Takashi didn't get at first how you could just become someone's dad like that but then he remembered that Papa and Daddy’s friends Jirou and Yaomomo had adopted a kid and they were now his parents.
Everything seemed normal for Takashi until he turned eight. When he was eight he could see some people starting to become more separated into boys and girls and he was confused. As he saw girls he was realizing that he really, really wanted to be like them. He wanted to be them.
He shoved this idea deep down quickly because he couldn't be a girl. He wasn't a girl. He was a boy and he'd been a boy for his entire life.
But as more time went by and he would try to be a boy and do boy-y things, try to fit in. It never worked. The boys in class called him gay and a sissy because of the way he acted and he didn't understand. So as time passed and he dealt with this he thought about it more and more and more. Maybe he is a girl, even if it makes absolutely no sense.
When he was nine he started to look up online how he felt to try to see if he was just wrong or if other people felt this way but he… wasn't. Apparently this was some thing called being transgender or trans for short. Other people would say things like how they felt like they were born in the wrong body and wished they could be in the body that they wanted. It.. fit.
He was a girl. A girl who was born in a boy's body.
She couldn't believe it! She wasn't completely sure if that was what she was but it had to be something.
She didn't tell anyone about her discovery but she started wearing more of what she really wanted and started to grow her hair out. Her dads would ask her if she wanted to go get a haircut but she refused them everytime. She didn't really want long long hair like Koyuki but she wanted something close to her shoulders.
She also saw online that people would change their names and pick a new one because they didn't like their birth name. She personally didn't hate her name even though it was masculine so she decided to keep it.
Takashi after a while noticed that things were starting to happen down there but she didn't want to address it. She didn't even want to think about it if she was being honest with herself. She has never felt comfortable with her privates and it makes more sense now that she knows that she is a girl. So with that she definitely did not want to address what was happening.
As time went by she ignored the need to tell someone about her until one night when her parents weren't home and it was just her and Koyuki alone.
"Hey… can I tell you something?"
The blonde headed girl turns around and starts to make her way over before draping the top of her body onto the top of the couch. "What's up, peanut?"
"Could you like.. sit down?" Takashi asks nervously.
"Oh shit, we're serious." She jumps over the top of the couch and plops down beside Takashi before continuing, "so, what'd you wanna tell me?"
Takashi stays silent for a while fiddling with the ends of her sweater trying to gain the words. She bobs her mouth like a fish trying to get the words out before she looks down at her legs again. She hums and then makes eye contact with Koyuki, the words rushing out of her mouth before she can even think.
"I'm trans. Well, transgender but I'm a girl but I was born a guy ya'know? It's uh, really weird but yeah that's what's happening, I've really wanted to tell you but I was too scared so I'm just saying it now and-" she laughs hysterically, "please say something."
She stares at Takashi for a moment smiling crookedly "well, if we're coming out right now I'm a lesbian."
Takashi stares at her in shock briefly before glaring and hitting her. "Are you serious!? I'm not joking!"
"I'm not either, I'm gay as fuck." She deadpans
"Wha-" Takashi sighs smiling, "okay."
"Okay, cool."
They sit in silence looking at each other before Koyuki breaks the silence.
"Soooo am I gonna have to help you hide it from Dad and Pa or are you gonna tell them soon? Also do you have a new name you want me to use?"
Takashi smiles brightly at the words so glad that this didn't change anything between her and her sister. She thinks on the question before answering, "No, I'm not using a new name, I like mine but for them I- uh I don't know."
"Did'ja want me to tell them for you?"
Her eyes widen at the question and she waves her hands back and forth frantically, " Ah- NO, No, no, no, no, I- uh I have to do it, I don't, I- yeah."
Koyuki watched her actions closely and said, "I won't say shit until you're ready to tell them, okay?"
"Thanks."
“Anyways, you wanna play with me?” she asks as she reaches over and picks up a controller off of the coffee table.
“Sure.” she answers with a smile.
Takashi was very happy with how telling her sister went and she rode that high for the rest of the month. Even more so when she would hear her sister use her correct pronouns when they were together. Calling Takashi her sister or girl and things like that, it made her unbelievably happy.
Dad and Papa still called Takashi a boy but that was because she hadn't told them yet. She could see her sister cringe when she would hear them from time to time but she stuck true to her word and didn't say anything to them about it.
She hadn't said anything to them yet because she didn't know how it would go. Sure, it was probably going to be absolutely fine her parents being a gay couple and them thinking she was a boy and letting her wear dresses and skirts for her entire childhood. She knew this but it was so fucking scary. At this point she's debating just letting her sister tell them after all but she needs to do it.
She's such a loser, she literally cannot understand why she can't just say it. You know it's bad when you rehearse coming out to them like five times a day to yourself and just think "hey, what if I just said it right now?" During every single conversation with them.
Takashi was going through it and suffering. She wanted to just tell them so bad but she couldn't. She curses Koyuki for bringing this up and making her worry ten times more than she was before.
Her parents didn't find out until a month before her eleventh birthday. She was out running errands with her Papa when it happened.
The car was rumbling underneath her making her nervous stomach even more queasy as she stared straight ahead panicking about how she needed to tell him eventually.
She stares as he starts talking about some random thing that happened to him while he was on patrol and it just blurts out.
"It was so weird she was like-"
"Papa, I'm a girl."
As the words come out of her mouth she pauses in horror and looks at him quickly. He blanks at the words and then lets out a soft "oh".
"OH!" He smiles and quickly looks over to her "Really!?"
Excited and distracted he swerves the car a bit and readjusts before pulling over to the side of the road quickly. Turning off the car, he turns towards her crying.
"Oh my god!" He blubbers, and then holds out his arms.
With a smile she leans forward into the hug and wraps her arms around him. He squeezes her tightly in the hug, sobbing into her hair.
"You're so overdramatic, Papa" she mutters into his shoulder smiling.
He sobs some more before pulling away a bit and wiping his tears hastily. "I just can't believe it, or no I can but-" he cuts himself off and makes an unintaginale noise before continuing, "I have two little girls now!”
"Or I guess I always did but I didn't really know that yet, er- until now. You know what I mean." He finishes giddily, chuckling to himself awkwardly with a smile.
She smiles back so wide at the words, that her face hurts and she lurches back over for another hug. He hugs her back happily blubbering all the while.
"I love you." Takashi says happily.
"I love you too, sweet pea! I'm so glad you told me!"
Soon after he pops his head up and then asks her, "Are you going by a different name now?"
"Takashi still"
“Does anyone else know?”
She pauses and shakes her head before speaking up, “uh- no just you and Koyuki now.”
"Okay! Do you want me to tell your dad? Or are you planning on doing that?"
Takashi looks out the window responding with, "um, no, you can do it if you want. I've already panicked and waited for so long to tell you so.."
"Okay, I'll tell him! Let's get home."
When they got home she went straight to Koyuki's room and waited for her to get home from a friend's house(that she lowkey suspects is her sister's girlfriend but don't tell her that). She doodled in a notebook and messed around with her tablet until her sister got home twenty minutes later with a "what the fuck are you doing in my room?"
With a big smile Takashi looks up at her from the floor and squeals out, "I told Papa!"
"You told him? What the fuck are you talking ab- YOU TOLD HIM!?" She yells out, rushing over to where Takashi laid on her carpet. "How'd it go!?"
"He cried!" She says cheerfully.
"Happy cry?"
"Yes!"
"Good. Have you told Dad yet?" She asks from underneath her bed as she digs around for something.
I've had my fair share of anxiety trying to tell Papa alone. I'm going to just let him tell Daddy for me." Takashi says starfished on the ground.
Koyuki hums in response around the chips she's shoved in her mouth while Takashi was talking. She chews it and starts speaking again after she swallows the food.
"What're ya gonna do about middle school? Are you gonna try to be out and like maybe get the girls uniform or what?"
She groans loudly, "ugh, don't remind me. I still have another year so I dunno."
"Well, if they say no we could just buy you one online and you can wear it anyways as a fuck you."
"Is that what you do?" She asks with a raised eyebrow
"Hell yeah, I ain't wearing no damn skirt, who the fuck wants to wear one of those? I don't get how you do it." Koyuki replies with a sneer on her face.
"I just like them better."
Hours later her Dad finally gets home from work and she waits in anticipation for him to talk to her after Papa tells him. She tries to calm down by putting on some video that popped up on her recommended. After fifteen minutes of watching a random person play a video game someone knocks on her door before coming in.
"Soooo, your Pa just told me something."
"Mmm hmm" she hums looking at her baby blue walls.
Her dad walks over to the bed before sitting down on it beside her. They sit in awkward silence before he speaks up again.
"He uh- said that you said you're a girl now?"
"Yeah." Takashi rubs her arm anxiously.
"What's that mean? Or like uh- tell me about it"
She snorts at his nervousness not used to seeing her Dad like this. She sighs before starting to explain to him, "I uh- I've never felt like a boy, I've always been a girl but I didn't realize it really until I was around.. eight? Looking back I can see it but yeah- it's a bit odd but it's a thing! Tons of people online feel the same way! I read a lot about it!"
Her dad runs a hand through her locks soothingly as he asks, "So you're sure?"
"Pretty damn sure, Dad"
“Don’t let your Pa hear you saying that he’ll give me hell.”
She smiles at him and then looks away nervously, “so, um, does this change anything?”
“Besides me having another daughter? Nah. I love you kiddo.” He says rubbing her shoulder and pulling her forwards into a hug. Smiling softly she sinks into the hug happily hugging him back.
“I love you too, Dad.”
Takashi lays in bed that night crying happily to herself playing what happened today over and over again in her head. She was soo, soooo glad that her parents were accepting of who she was and they both even called her their daughter. She honestly couldn't be happier with how things went today. There was a weight that had been lifted off of her chest at last.
From then on things were amazing at home and she couldn't be happier to be in her house with her family. Sure, they would annoy her at times but she was herself there and didn’t have to pretend to be a boy or get misgendered everywhere she went.
Her parents would mess up a bit from time to time but they would correct themselves and move on and that was all she could ask for.
Her dads asked her if she wanted all of their family to know that she was a girl now so they wouldn't misgender her and if they could tell them all together at her party. She was ecstatic that they had asked and the idea excited her but she was too afraid to do that. She told them that it was way too scary to tell so many people at once even if it would’ve been a good idea to tell them all at the same time. She couldn't do it.
Her Papa smiled and told her that it was okay and that they could tell them one by one when she felt up to the task.
When they had the party she was miserable. It was super fun but she kind of regretted not having her parents tell everyone that she wasn’t a boy anymore.
Over the month she had gotten so used to them using her correct pronouns that going back to people constantly misgendering her was awful and it hurt. She couldn't stand it but she had to tough it out. She had made the decision to not tell them just yet.
When the party ended and everyone went home she was so drained and just ready to finally flop on her bed and take a nap at last.
They told Mimi two months later. Her entire family was going over to Mimi’s house to visit her and they decided that they would tell her about Takashi when they visited her.
Everything was normal when they got there. There were no stormy skies or anything to forebode that something bad was going to happen. She was sure it'd be fine because Mimi was literally one of the nicest people alive but it was still scary to tell her. She never knew how people would react to the news.
It went down very simply, honestly. Mimi had called Takashi her handsome grandson and Papa had cut in and told her that she was actually her granddaughter now. Mimi had been so shocked and then she had started crying afterwards.
This scared her a lot but once her grandma had calmed down she turned to Takashi with watery eyes and called her, her beautiful granddaughter with a smile. She was ecstatic and had also started crying shortly after. During this she could hear her dad complaining about how everyone in this family were crybabies.
Her grandma had wistfully told her how she wished that her grandpa toshi could see her now. She had told her that she knew he would have loved her lots and would have been so happy for Takashi.
Telling other people had gone nicely as well and all of her aunties and uncles had accepted her and supported her. Some of them were a little confused but they still respected her wishes and called her what she wanted to be called.
Telling so many people was draining but the more she did it the happier she felt to no longer have them calling her 'he'. With all of these people she had forgotten about her… other Grandma.
Out of everyone Takashi absolutely knew that this was going to go awfully. It was going to be an absolute disaster and she knew that her parents knew it as well or else they would have told her after Mimi. Saving the worst for last or never hopefully, but she had to do it unfortunately. She knew she had too.
Her Dad and her decided to get it over with once and for all. He brought her to his parents house while her Papa was at work and Koyuki was at home. Her big sister had wanted to come with but Dad had told her that it'd just be a waste and she should just stay.
He sat her down in the car when they had arrived, grabbing her shoulders squarely, "Are you absolutely sure you want to do this? We both know that she's going to be an absolute dick about this."
Takashi sighed and broke eye contact to stare at her grandmother's porch for a moment. She took a deep breath and then met his eyes, feeling determined.
"Yes."
Her dad took in a deep breath and said "okay."
He then brushed her bangs back and kissed her forehead chastely before softly muttering, "okay, let's do this."
As determined as she had sounded a minute ago she honestly wasn't that confident about the situation. But if anything at least her dad was here with her.
Takashi was petrified. Being in the car and standing outside the front door holding her dad's hand felt like two completely different worlds. Her safety net was shattered and she was left bare for her grandmother's sharp words.
To make the situation less tense she opted out on wearing a skirt or anything like that and played it safe with some jeans and a yellow sweater.
The door opened shortly after she shouted for us to wait. Takashi was frozen in fear and couldn't say anything to her Gran. All she could do is quietly mutter out a greeting and let her Dad drag her inside by her arm.
This was going to be a disaster.
Takashi awkwardly eats, averting her eyes trying to ignore that fact that they're going to tell them any moment now.
"So what'd you actually come here for you never just come here for the hell of it, Katsuki." Her grandma spoke up.
Her Dad glances over to her briefly before speaking, "Takashi's transgender."
She stares at them in contempt, silently. Takashi feels like she can't breathe. Silence has always meant something bad when it came to the blondes of her family. It usually meant that they were angry beyond words or that they were really really sad.
With a look of disgust she scoffs and sharply replies at last, "He's what now?"
Her Dad goes to reply but Takashi speaks up before he could say anything.
"I- I, um I'm a girl."
She looks down so as to not look at the expression that was now sitting on her grandmother's face.
"Katsuki, I demand an explanation right the fuck now."
"I literally don't know what the fuck you want me to say."
She growls and stands up slamming her hands on the table enraged. "I want to know why your son is saying he's a fucking girl."
Takashi wants to cry. She watches as her Dad clenches his jaw in anger and grits out, " because she is."
She curses herself for being this way. If she wasn't born a boy she wouldn't have to do any of this and make her Dad have to defend her.
"You made him think all of this shit because you let him act like a fucking girl!" She barks out sharply to her father, "I don't care about who you're with but you did this! Boys dont wear dresses, Katsuki! Now he's thinking this bizarre shit AND YOU'RE ENABLING IT!"
Her Dad quickly stands up to reach her level and starts yelling, "THAT IS SUCH A FUCKING LIE!"
In the corner of her eye she can see her Pop twisting his hands nervously before jumping into the argument as well.
"Don't speak to your mother like that, Katsuki."
He sneers and turns to him, "No, I will, I'm a fucking adult and i'll speak up when she pisses me off!"
He laughs bitterly before continuing, "She's always done this shit! She has no right to tell me that she doesn't care who I'm with when it's all she fucking does! My entire childhood all I heard was how being gay was disgusting and I hated myself for that and tormented deku because of it for years! We hadn't gotten together until we were twenty six because I didn't think he could ever fucking love me like that!"
"Katsuki-"
Takashi couldn't believe what she was hearing, well she could but she had never actually seen her Dad go off on Gran before. He had always talked badly of her and ignored her eighty percent of the time but he had never actually really said anything directly to her face.
She watches as he pauses and takes in a deep breath, "you haven't stopped spewing the balant homophobia either. You can say how you're not all you want but you are. It hasn't stopped in the slightest and I've been with deku for twenty five fucking years. You should be honored that I still even talk to you! You are such a fucking asshole! And that's fucking coming from me."
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT TO ME! I AM YOUR MOTHER KATSUKI! YOU WILL NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT IN MY FUCKING HOUSE!"
"FUCK YOU! YOU ACT SO FUCKING ENTITLED! I CAN HANDLE YOU SPEWING SHIT OUT OF YOUR MOUTH FOR FIFTY YEARS BUT I AM. NOT. GOING TO LET YOU TALK SHIT TO MY KIDS. TAKASHI IS A FUCKING GIRL WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT. END OF STORY."
Takashi looks on in horror as her Grandma reaches over and slaps her father harshly, his head jerking off to the side from the force. The smack echoes throughout the room and the now complete silence only accentuates the sobs coming from her.
"Now, Katsuki-"
"We're leaving."
Her Pop rushes over to Dad and Grandma hastily on his cane, "Please! Both of you sit down! We can talk about this peacefully at the table! She just doesn't understand Katsuki!"
Dad slaps Pop's hands off of him and he stares at him silently. Scoffing he turns to her and motions for her to follow. Holding hands, he leads them back over to the front door.
"KATSUKI!"
He ignores her and puts on his shoes. Takashi follows his lead and reaches for his hand again once they're both done.
"YOU BETTER NOT LEAVE! YOU UNGRATEFUL SHIT!"
"You can either work on it and get over it or we're not coming back." He finishes slamming the door closed. He heaves out a sigh before taking them back to the car.
They sit there silently and all Takshi can do is cry even harder replaying what had just happened in her head over and over again. She starts sobbing so hard she can't breathe when she notices the gigantic red mark he was nursing.
"I- i-, i-" she sobs, " I'm, so sor, rryyyyy"
He looks at her in pain at the words. He quickly takes her into his arms and cradles her against his chest rocking her gently side to side.
"No, no, no, I'm sorry peanut, I'm the one that brought you here. I shouldn't have."
Takshi sobs more into his shirt, drenching the fabric and making it stick to his body. He doesn't complain about it at all as he would usually do. All he does is pushes her hair back, smoothing it down and kisses the top of her head. Muttering 'I'm sorries', 'it'll be okays', and 'i love yous' to her.
Soon after she falls asleep against him, tired from the crying and the situation with her grandmother. Her Dad picks her up a bit and adjusts her into the passenger seat, buckling her up all the meanwhile. Pulling off his jacket and tucking her into it, he brushes a curl behind her ear before starting to drive back home.
Katsuki when he got home clenched the wheel tightly and hung his head down over the horn debating slamming his head into it repeatedly. He really wanted to, To at least have some sort of outlet to release the anger boiling in his veins.
He glances over at his daughter and examines her soft relaxed features and smiles. He loves her so much and he hated that that wretched woman couldn't accept his family for who they were.
He was angry for Takashi, He was angry for Koyuki, He was angry for Deku, And lastly he was angry for himself. He hated how he dealt with that for so long and subjected his kids to her stuck up ideals also. He dealt with the homophobia she spewed for years upon years but he wouldn't deal with her attacking his kids too anymore.
"Hey kacchan, I'm home." Deku says walking into their room that night, "What happened?"
Katsuki sighs, taking off his glasses that were resting on the bridge of his nose and putting them to the side.
"I'm done with her."
He walks over to the bed and sits next to Katsuki’s legs, resting a hand on them. ".. your mom?" He asks gently.
"Yeah, things went to shit and I was just so fucking pissed off because she was accusing me of making Takashi like that cause I'm gay or whatever and how she had blantly ignored what we had told her in the first place." He groans pulling at his hair, "I can't stand her and I'm not going to let her do that to Takashi, she can get her shit together or rot."
Deku hums circling his fingers on his calf absent-mindedly. "That's good. Or- errrr, I mean like it's good that you did that."
"Yeah.." Katsuki says looking off before making eye contact with his husband, "love you or whatever, loser"
At the words his husband's face brightens, his smile making his eyes close and his dimples show. He leans towards Katsuki and happily repeats it back to him before kissing him chastely. Sighing through his nose, he relaxes into the snug embrace and rests his ear on his broad chest.
Takashi was dreading school. Her last year in elementary school started in two weeks and she couldn't be less ready for it to start.
Obviously they couldn't ask the school if she could wear a different uniform because you do things like that at the end of the year. So no girls uniform but she couldn't decide if she was going to try to be out or wait for middle school.
She's probably going to be bullied anyways, might as well be bullied for being a girl while she's at it.
'Of course she did' was Takashi's first thought when she walked into her bedroom and found a girl's school uniform laid out on her bed. With a smile she walked over to it and picked it up excitedly.
Hugging it to her chest she ran into her sister's room and opened the door swiftly, "please tell me that this is the school's uniform so I can wear it."
Koyuki, not even looking up from her guitar, responded, "It better damn be. I looked up like uh- fucking pictures of what your schools uniform is so it either is it or one pretty damn close to it."
She squeals out excitedly and runs over to her sister quickly. Crying happily she grabs her tightly.
"Holy shit, you're trying to kill me." Koyuki wheezes from inside her embrace.
"I'm- I'm just soooo, haa- happyyyy" she blubbers while holding her sister with all her might. She smiles brightly through the tears and shoves her wet face into her sister's tank top.
Takashi can feel her sister wrap her arms around her before starting to squeeze. "AHHHH STOP!" she wails out. She can hear her sister laughing evilly at her screams.
"KOYUKI, STOP! LET GO! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Takashi starts scrambling at her arms and pushing but only gets hugged tighter.
"DAAAAD! PAAAAPAA!"
"Are you calling for dad!?" Koyuki says with a smirk, cackling.
"You're evil! I tell you! EVIL!"
Takashi felt somewhat better about going back to school now. Not a lot. but it was something? At least now she didn't feel like ripping her skin off at the thought of going to school in a boys uniform.
Takashi finally went to school in her new uniform after pacing in her room for about an hour beforehand. She got… looks to put it simply. Looks from kids she could recognize from last year but she ignored them and made her way to class.
It's not like she was going into this blind her dad had gone up to the school the other day and talked to the principal about how she was a girl. She doesnt think it went any sort of way because her dad had a face afterwards but it was something? It's not like she was changing her name so she really didn't mind in that department. With a new teacher who didn't see her as the Bakugou’s son she was sure it’d be fine.
As fine as it could be with her worries of if people could recognize her and would out her if they did. She wouldn't be able to handle that. She could handle some kids being mean because of her lack of a quirk but she couldn't deal with that.
Who knew if she was actually getting looks or if it was her anxiety acting up once again.
Takashi walks up to the classroom door and takes in a deep breath before opening the door with a grimace. She swears she could feel everyone's eyes drilling holes into her skin but she smiles nervously and quickly makes her way to an empty desk.
Nothing really happens throughout the day. All that happened was the normal first day activities and Takashi being skeptical of anyone and everyone. She stares at people and worries all day long but no one comes up to her and says anything nor is anyone really mean to her. She's happy with how it went.
Nothing happens for a week. Nothing happens for a month. Nothing happens until she's in her second month of school and she's eating lunch in the cafeteria.
Takashi does her usual routine. She gets out her bento and starts to eat the leftover Donburi from last night's dinner as a girl comes up to her and sits down next to her. Startled, she glances up anxiously and stares at the black haired girl with wide eyes. She continues to do this looking over sceptically.
“What?”
Takashi jumps, not expecting the girl to actually speak to her. Clearing her throat briefly she responds, “Uh- why? Why are you sitting here?”.
“I wanted to see you for myself.” The girl says brushing her hair over her shoulder, “You’re that quirkless boy from last year.”
Takashi meets her eyes gathering courage before firmly saying, “I'm not a boy.”
She looks her up and down with yellow eyes and a slight smirk on her thin lips. Takashi gulps, waiting for the girl to just stop scrutinizing her and say something. She watches her smile more and glance away into the distance momentarily, "I think you are."
"You aren't fooling anybody." She spits harshly cocking her head at Takashi before she continues with a glint in her eye, "Did you really think you could put on a skirt and just magically become a girl?"
Takashi, a girl who prides herself in not having the anger issues the blondes in her family has, could really feel her veins boiling with rage as the girl in front of her continues to talk. She's practically shaking in anger at the pure audacity of this girl.
"Shut up!"
The black haired girl's face falls at the words and even more so as she keeps talking. "You don't know what you're talking about so just shut up! I am a girl!" Her face contorts in rage and she quickly stands up grabbing Takashi by the front of her shirt. She pulls her close to her so they're face to face and sharply grits out, "Shut up Quirkless. You don't get to talk back especially when you're such a freak. Your daddy might be one of the top heroes or whatever but that doesn't mean shit so don't get cocky."
Once she's done she throws Takashi down on the floor as hard as she can and kicks her in the stomach. She grunts at the immense pain this causes but scatters away from the girl quickly. Once she's a distance away from the girl she looks up at her with tears rolling down her face.
She smiles down at Takashi condescendingly and says, "Learn your place." before walking away from her fetal position on the ground.
Takashi quickly gets to her feet and grabs her things, hastily running out of the cafeteria holding back sobs.
She runs to the bathrooms but hesitates and collapses in-between both of them tightly holding onto her bento. Her sobs wrack throughout her body and she chokes on her spit for a moment before hyperventilating and wailing again. She grips her curls tightly and yanks trying to grasp onto something in her panic. Snot runs down her face steadily, mixing into her tears and smearing everywhere as she blindly wipes at her face.
She wails and wails, hyperventilating constantly before it calms down slowly until she's left sitting on the disgusting tile of the bathrooms, her head and eyes pounding.
Takashi sniffs absent-mindedly and looks up at her dinosaur bento examining the cover remembering how her dad had bought it for her talking about how she needed a new one. She smiles slightly as she reaches down and picks it up, opening it. She stares at the once perfect food, mourning how she ruined her dad's work by throwing it around in her blind panic.
She eats the Donburi thinking over what had just happened in the cafeteria. She starts crying again knowing that no one cares about her in the slightest. Everyone, teachers and all, just watched her do that to Takashi and didn't say or do anything to stop it. This wasn't anything new to her but it still hurt. It hurts to know that literally no one cares that someone was bullying and physically harming her like that in front of literally hundreds of people.
She sighs, setting her bento to the side before standing up and heading back to class. Knowing she was already late she took her time putting her things into her locker and walking over to her classroom.
Takashi knew that it was too good to be true that nobody had confronted her about her being trans and bullied her in general for not having a quirk.
She wishes they would just go back to ignoring her and let her live her life peacefully.
She didn't tell her family about what had happened at lunch that day. She never tells them about when people bully her. Takashi didn't want to be a bother when she could just suck it up and deal with it. It was practically her fault the girl had come for her anyways. Takashi's the one who wanted to be out and wear the girls uniform to school so whatever. Like she has said before she might as well be bullied and be out. She was going to get bullied anyways so she might as well be her instead of trying to please people who couldn't give less of a shit about her.
She knew that this wasn't the healthiest way to look at it but what could she do? It was what it was.
Takashi hated school. Well she actually loved learning but learning wasn't worth all the things she had to go through everyday. School was exhausting, but as exhausting as it was it wasn't the worst thing that could be happening to her.
She thought this until things had started to escalate more.
Takashi is overthinking and running different scenarios in her mind as she walks down the back road leading to her house. She stares at her dirty pastel blue sneakers in contempt, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth nervously.
'How could she hide this?' Was her main thought as she slowly made her way closer and closer to home. How could she make sure that her parents wouldn't see it and go batshit crazy?
She cringes and wetly scoffs, lifting her hand up to brush against the gigantic bruise decorating her left eye and cheek. She wants to laugh at her situation but she can't bring herself to laugh at the moment.
"What am I gonna do?" She mummers to herself sadly.
But before long she is standing in front of her house staring at the front door. She was pleasantly surprised when she walked up to the house and found that her parent's cars were gone. This didn't mean much though, Koyuki was probably already home and her dads would be back eventually.
There was no avoiding this.
Takashi tries though and throws the hood of her hoodie up to at least try to hide it temporarily. She stands there brimming with anxiety as she digs out her house keys and unlocks the door, walking inside stealthily as to not alert her sister of her presence immediately.
She quietly slips her keys back into her pocket absent-mindedly and takes off her sneakers, putting them by the wall. Walking down the hallway she peeks into the living room searching for her sister, not seeing the blonde she quickly yet quietly hurries to her room but before she could close the door a voice calls out.
"Oh you're home? Why didn't you say anything?"
Takashi nervously smiles, staring a hole into her wall and holding her door slightly open awkwardly. Caught, she tries to think of something to say to get her sister off of her scent before she just opens her mouth and starts talking, "yeah, sorry i- uh didn't think you were home yet. But- um I'm kind of tired so I'm gonna lay down… um yeah."
She hears her sister's clothing rubbing together as she shifts and the thud of her feet on the wood floor as she pads over. "You're acting fucking weird."
Takashi nervously laughs at the words and cranes her head over slightly facing the right side of her face toward Koyuki. She swiftly says some excuse mentioning how school was tiring, trying desperately to get away from her big sister at the moment.
She can see Koyuki look at her suspiciously, lifting her eyebrow before she gruffly speaks up, "Are those kids fucking with you again? I'll go beat their asses deadass, I don't care if they're like ten."
Smiling at the words she looks at Koyuki teasingly, "I don't think Papa would like to find out that you beat up some little kids." Her sister scoffs leaning against the wall, crossing her arms.
"I doubt that. He'd go kick their ass himself, Dad too."
Takashi laughs at her words smiling, she glances at Koyuki meeting her red eyes before walking more into her room and starting to close the door. "Okay, later."
Before she can shut the door all the way, it's forced open by her sister pushing against it. "What the- Koyuki!"
"What's on your face, Shi?" She says worriedly, opening the door all the way and making her way fully into the room.
"It's nothing!" She exclaims, whipping her face away from Koyuki's line of sight. Her sister lunges out, quickly grabbing onto her arm and yanking her closer before she could've gotten out of her reach. Takashi struggles against her grip trying her best to hide the bruise. Her hood falls off in her struggle and she quickly yanks her head forwards to stare at the floor desperately.
"Takashi!- Jesus fucking christ." The elder grits out trying to get Takashi to stop fighting against her. "Somethings wrong or else you wouldn't be trying to hide it from me so damn badly!"
She lets out a scream of anger and frustration as she tries to yank her arm out of Koyuki's heavy grip and yells out "Stop! Let me go!"
"Look at me!" She yells worriedly, pulling on her forearm.
"Just leave me alone, Koyuki!"
They fight against each other as Takashi tries to desperately get away and Koyuki tries to get her to show her face to her. This continues until Takashi gets tired and starts crying in her sister's hold on her. She sobs, staring at their feet before she looks up and makes eye contact with Koyuki.
Her sister looks mortified as she gasps and calls out Takashi's name in a disbelieving tone. Koyuki lets go of her arm and grabs her face instead, examining the bruise covering more than half of the left side of her face. She touches it lightly with an angry look and continues petting the bruise and mummering little reassurances to calm Takashi down from her panic.
Once she stops crying her sister lets out an angry noncoherent noise before scathingly gritting out, "Who the fuck did this to you."
"It- it doesn't matter Koyuki!" She looks offended as the words leave Takashi's mouth.
"The FUCK do you mean it doesn't matter!?" Koyuki yells out, her quirk activating and making her hair turn into fire, cracking loudly as her sister's anger makes ambers pop out of the flames.
Takashi frowns and tries to look down but her sister grabs her again.
“Dude! This is-” she stops to make another loud angry noise before going silent and squeezing her eyes closed for several moments. She tightens her grip on both of her arms momentarily, sighing. Her hair’s fire burns out and smoke rises from her as she opens her eyes again and meets Takashi’s.
“Sorry..” she softly says with a strained smile. Koyuki’s eyes dart to the side before she grabs her hand and leads her into their kitchen and sits her down.
Takashi watches as the blonde opens their freezer and starts digging around inside silently. Koyuki eventually comes out of the freezer with an ice pack in hand. Takashi grabs the bag and lifts it up to her eye trying to figure out what her sister was thinking.
She holds it to her eye for a while before her sister finally plops down on top of the dining table staring off at the kitchen counter.
"I don't know why you insist on trying to hide what you go through and how it affects you."
She processes this before taking the ice pack away from her face and sitting it down on the table softly. "I don't want to be a burden."
Takashi can practically feel the air in the heat up as the words leave her mouth. She rests her cheek on the palm of her hand looking out of the window in their kitchen. "I- i just- I dunno… I dunno why I don't."
Her sister sighs sadly, kicking at the ground, "you don't have to explain it to me. I get it- i get it but i don't like it. It's probably way worse for you though, being quirkless and all."
Takashi rubs her thumb along the pattern of the table, listening to her sister talk. "I definitely feel that and I do have a quirk. I'm not going to dump all of my issues on you, don't worry, but you should talk about this to Dad and Pa." Koyuki scoffs, "not should, you will, you're not gonna be able to fucking hide this from them at all."
"Yeah, I know" she clicks her tongue in annoyance, "I'm practically a beacon. They'll know the moment they come through the door."
Koyuki looks at her with an eyebrow raised, "You can't hide shit from dad. He's so up everyone's ass it's a miracle you were able to stealth your way past him for so long."
Takashi smiles crookedly at her sister's remark before responding, "Yeah, spending my entire life pretending really helped there." She runs her hands on the table briefly before standing up. "If it isn't a problem I'm going to go hide in my room until they come home and hound me, 'kay?"
Koyuki glances at her, "Kay love ya, Loser."
While she's walking away she waves her off, "yeah, yeah, love you."
She could practically hear her dad walking up to the front door before he'd even opened it. Once inside she holds her breath while he calls out that he was home and she could hear Koyuki's door open and her heavy footsteps as she runs out to him. There's silence in the house as they stand by the door, Koyuki probably telling Papa about her bruised face.
Footsteps start heading towards her room and she picks at her sock nervously, dreading the conversation that was about to happen. They stop in front of her door as he knocks on it briefly, opening the door and peeking his head inside to look at her. Takashi, after seeing him, whips her head down to stare at the bed trying to hide her face once again.
Her dad stands there silently before walking all the way in and over to the bed. He hugs her as he sits down on the bed with her.
"What happened?"
She sighs, shaking her head before she looks up and looks at him, showing the bruise. He looks at her in pain staring at the purple skin marring her face.
He frowns, touching her cheek gently, "oh kiddo.."
Takashi grabs his hand holding it before her eyes start to act up again and before long she's sobbing, tightly gripping his hand. A hand reaches up and rests on the back of her head before her Papa guides her into his chest, hugging her. Not long after he starts to gently rock her from side to side in their position.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to talk about it, baby.”
She sobs harder at the words, drenching his shirt as she tightly holds onto him desperately. Her dad rubs her back comfortingly, still swaying lightly.
Takashi switched schools the following week. Her dads had looked at different schools and had tried to find the nearest one with a bit of good lgbtq reputation.
It was weird starting out at a new school about a couple months before the end of the year but everything so far at the school was fine except from the occasional comment from other students here and there. Well some people still bullied her for being quirkless but it was nothing close to what she used to experience at the old school. It was more like slightly mean teasing but even that was fine because people would stick up for her and tell them to leave her alone.
She was happy.
She was even more happy because she actually had a friend now! The boy's name was Akiko. Takashi didn’t know what his quirk was but he had a long dark brown tail and animal ears, which she thought was pretty cool. Akiko also had finger pads like her cousin Kaoko but his were black-ish instead of pink.
Them meeting wasn't anything spectacular, they just ended up being in the same class and Akiko had decided to say hi and continue saying hi to her. They greeted each other before they had gotten partnered together in class and he sat with her during lunch after.
“What’re you eating?”
Takashi jolted and looked up meeting brown eyes. Awkwardly she stared at him with her mouth open before she looked away and swallowed. “Um.. I uh- i’m just eating some onigiri my dad made.” she says looking down at the aforementioned rice balls.
“Cool.” he says as he sets down a bento next to hers and sits down in the chair. The boy notices her staring at him and smiles in response before opening his lunch and beginning to eat.
She smiles slightly, turning back to her food and eating also, occasionally looking back over to the boy beside her.
It’s now summer and school is officially out for summer break so Takashi’s parents and some of her Auntie’s and Uncle’s decided to all get together and go on a trip. As per usual it’s super chaotic and five minutes can’t go by without her hearing someone scream or shout at the top of their lungs (usually coming from one of the two explosive blondes).
“I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!” is what she hears being shouted from outside of her and sister’s door as she doodles in her new notebook her Papa had gotten her recently. Afterwards screaming starts before heavy thuds come from the wall.
She looks up with an eyebrow raised as the wooden door is thrown open and a pink cheeked boy comes bursting into the room still screaming.
“OH MY GOD! YOUR SISTER IS FUCKING CRAZY! PLEASE HIDE ME!” he says running up to her, grabbing her shoulders tightly. He looks over his shoulder quickly before running around her and hiding behind her smaller body.
“Um?” she starts before the aforementioned blonde comes crashing in after the boy. Her red eyes light up evilly as she spots his tufts of hair over her shoulders. Koyuki laughs her gremlin laugh that Takashi is very used to hearing as she runs right for them and tackles the both of them onto the wooden floor.
“NO! MY GLASSES! UGH, KOYUKI! GET OFF OF ME!” Takashi yells, pushing at her sister’s heavy body. She cackles and grapples her and mock fights with her before she then notices Kaoko scrambling away from them.
She quickly rushes forwards and snatches up his ankle, pulling his body towards them with ease. She continues cackling louder as he screams trying to desperately get out of her grasp.
They all push and tug fighting, Takashi’s glasses falling off somewhere in the middle of their fighting. Eventually she finds an opening and wiggles her way away from her sister's grasp on her before running out of the room barely missing the hand swinging out to grab her by the back of her overalls.
She scrambles out hastily, sprinting towards the kitchen of the place they’re staying at. Spotting one of her Uncles, she runs over and hides behind his back, peeking out from behind him as she watches for any sight of her sister. He laughs and looks towards where she had run away from.
“Who are we hiding from?” he asks, dragging her down along with him behind the arm of the couch. They peek over the arm looking at the hall.
“Koyuki.” She responds, listening to shouting and the thudding of bodies. The noises move more down the hall before three other voices start to scream and yell also.
"She's gotten to the others." He whispers dramatically to her, wiping a fake tear from his eye. She smiles but before she could turn back around something hits her with full force. She makes an oof sound as she hits the floor with her assaulter on top of her limp body.
Uncle Eiji calls out a loud battle cry before rushes over and pushes the giggling person off of her. She gets up to see who it was and sees Akio trying to attack his dad playfully. She grins and jumps onto the older boy's back, batting at his face to distract him. Eiji then swoops the both of them up and halls them up onto his shoulder before running down the hall.
He dumps the both of them into the chaos of the four people wrestling before running away chuckling.
"TRAITOR!"
"SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU!" her dad's screams out over all of their loud chatter. They quiet down and stare at him for a moment as he turns back down to the menu in his hands, squinting at it angrily.
Her uncle laughs before speaking up, "Bro, what is it?
"I couldn't fucking see it with all of you talking so damn loudly." He grumbles.
Seeing him squinting at the paper with all his might, Eiji starts laughing at him even more, her Pa also starts laughing slightly.
"I could've just read it for you, Kacchan." He says, reaching over to grab it from him. Dad rips it back out of his hands as soon as he manages to grab it from him.
"I don't need your goddamn help, Shithead."
Papa rolls his eyes watching her dad as he proceeds to squint at the menu 4 inches away from his face. Seeing the scene unfolding before her, her aunt Ocha starts laughing her ass off.
Dad grits his teeth in anger and glares at her from behind his menu before she eventually manages to wheeze out, "I knew you were blind but I didn't know you were that blind."
"Yeah Dad, maybe wear your glasses and then you could see the menu that's practically touching your nose." Koyuki chimes in trying to get a rise out of him.
He snaps his teeth at her threateningly as she innocently smiles at him with squinted eyes.
"You should be wearing them."
Dad growls and swerves to face her Pa as soon as the words leave his mouth. "I'm not going to fucking wear those stupid ass things unless I absolutely fucking need to, Deku."
"You do need them, that's why you even have them in the first place."
Takashi coughs and adjusts the glasses on her face cheekily before she pretends to read her menu, looking up at him every couple of seconds.
He turns his gaze to her and glares at her.