(8) Mom's back home?

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A/N: Hey, I just wanted to say that if you notice any spelling errors, please correct me. And remember to vote if you like this so far, bc it helps me and makes me want to continue to write and finish this story.

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It was getting late and Natsu went back to his school campus.

Fuyumi headed to bed.

It was usually just her and her father.

'Shoto is in the dorms, Natsu is at his apartment at school, and moms in the hospital still.'

Fuyumi forgot what her days were like before she met Rumi.

'Yep, those days were truly sad.' She thought.

She turned off her lamp and slowly let her sleepiness devour her.

The next morning Fuyumi had gone to make breakfast, and to her surprise, Enji has here this morning.

If he was here, he had something to say.

"Fuyumi." He spoke coldly.

"Uhm yes?"

"We're having a family dinner tomorrow night." He tells her.

"Oh okay. you, Sho,Natsu and me? Are you sure you'd be able to get them to come?" She spoke somewhat quietly.

"I'm leaving that to you." He said picking up his bowl and taking it to the kitchen.

He was about to head out, when he says "Everyone is coming; including your Mother."

Fuyumi's eyes widened. Mother was...coming home?!

Fuyumi took a deep breath, 'okay. from the sound of it, Mom is coming. I just need to get the other two to also come.'

'Natsu will be somewhat tough, but Shoto will probably come when he hears about Mom.'

I call the boys up.

Natsu: "Hey sis! What's up?"
Fuyumi: "Natsu. We're having a family dinner tomorrow night. Moms coming home."

There was silence on his side for a minute.

Natsu: "Okay. I'll come."

He says. He hangs up before Fuyumi could get another word in. But that was okay because Fuyumi trusted his words.

Next she calls Shoto.

Fuyumi: "Shoto, Moms coming home. I know this sounds sudden, but we're having a family dinner tomorrow night."

Shoto: "I see. She's finally coming home...I'll come then. I'll have to get permission from Aizawa."

Fuyumi: "That's fine. I'll see you tomorrow at dinner."

They hang up.

I continue with my day.

I go to my room and plan out lessons for Monday. 'What if I have a hero come in? It is that time where the kids start talking about heroes.'

I rest my chin on my hands. 'Who would be a positive representative to present to these children?'

'I could see if Hawks is free..?'

I quickly go online and submit an appointment form for tomorrow at 12:10 am.

Hopefully this works.

The day goes by pretty fast and Fuyumi finishes up her last bit of papers to grade.

She stands up to stretch. She yawns, grabbing a change of clothes and walks into the bathroom.

She turns on the shower. As she undresses herself, she neatly puts her dirty clothes in the basket.

-In the morning

I get there 10 minutes early, at Hawks' agency.

I asked the receptionist if it was possible to see him before my scheduled time. But...

"Sorry miss, but he doesn't come in till 12:05." The man says.

'But doesn't that mean he's late?'

"Is there some way to call him? I made an appointment for 12:10 and it seems that he can't keep his word."

"I'm very sorry ma'am. Hawks gets a lot of calls for crisis'. He gets very busy this time of month." The man says.

"May I sit in the waiting room then?" I ask. "As you wish, I'm very sorry for this inconvenience."

I nod and take a seat. I then pull out my book and continue where I last left off.

- 20 minutes go by and Hawks is nowhere to be seen

Fuyumi sighs, and gets up. "So sorry about this, have a good day ma'am." A lady at the front desk says. Fuyumi bows, "That's okay, thank you for your time."

Fuyumi makes her way out of the agency, and stops in a coffee shop.

"I'll have an espresso." She says. "That'll be 100 yen." The cashier tells her.

She gets her coffee and walks out.

A/N: I have to apologize for taking such a long time to write this chapter. I'm gonna be honest I forgot about it for the whole summer.
Chapters will come out more now though, at least I hope.

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