The tokoyamiverse 2

Merry Christmas

Requested by yours truly 

(a big thank you to all of you for being so patient, here's an early Christmas present and my longest chapter ever :)

Tokoyami gazed outside where white flakes fell from the sky and down onto where green grass was now smothered with the reflective and fluffy pieces of the cold sky

although the Christmas break was meant to be a festive time he never was one to get into the mood

don't get him wrong he enjoyed spending time with his classmates and little Eri celebrating the joyful time

eating gingerbread cookies, dressing up the tree, throwing snowballs (which Darkshadow may or may not have gotten too into with the bakusquads hair still being filled with snow)

yes he has had a fun time, even with the cold getting worse and worse, he and asui making themselves home in shoji's hammock of hands when it got too cold

unfortunately, everything good had come to an end when they were told to leave to spend time with family

Tokoyami had asked if they were allowed to stay on the behalf of Dark shadows curiosity but Aizawa said since all teachers and staff were going home they wouldn't due to security

so it was back to...

Tokoyami waved everyone off as they made their way home, allowing each hug as it came his way, once being swung around in a bone-crushing hug by both Denki and Mina, they enjoyed embarrassing him, yet he couldn't help but laugh at their antics

once he bid his farewells he picked up his bags and began walking

slowly making his way into the forest where a desolate little cabin laid

it was his and his grandfathers, "away from all the ruckus" he used to say when he was brought to live with him

he had so many fond memories of his grandfather, he had taught him discipline and kindness, showing him as they took care of all the animals and taught him how to read and write

but now, his criminal parents were his only family

his grandfather was 97 when he passed, he was 10

his grandfather said not to bother with a funeral, to only be burned and his ashes to be planted in the soil of their favourite tree where they spent many hours reading stories

it was a lot for a 10-year-old, but an old friend of theirs before he died agreed to help the raven with that final wish

he also told him to never tell anyone of his passing, except for the old friend who also had promised to never tell fumikage of anyone, as he knew had only had a few last days left in the world

as cruel as it sounded the grandfather did it with good intentions, not wanting the little raven to be taken back to his parents or anyone else, having a horrible experience with orphanages and "fake families" as he called him exploring him simply for money,

he wouldn't have that for his grandson he used to declare

and so with the knowledge, he had gained and with darkshadow, they learned to live independently

gathering only essentials but heating and electricity was never to be used, fearing he would be caught without parental supervision and taken back

water being caught from the wells but the food he needed to go to the supermarket