R&R.

"Okay, you guys. Settle down," Fuyumi called as she tried to get her classroom to settle down so she could take role call. Her orders falling on deaf ears as she sighed, and just tried her best to do a quick head count instead before she had to repeat herself. "Okay, let's see. Mihoko, Hitomi, Misaki, Kouta-"

"We're here!" Touya called out, running up to the door with Eri in his arms before he slipped on the floor, and fell hard onto his hip as his sister dropped her clipboard to dive and catch her student.

"You know, Touya. I really wish you wouldn't announce yourself like this every time you have to drop Eri off," she grimaced as she put Eri down, and picked up her clipboard to mark her as 'present' while Touya got up from the floor. "And is Chisaki going to pick her up this time? Or do I have to keep her here with me until you and Tenko can get out of work?"

"Actually, and old friend of mine offered to pick her up and watch her until Kai got off work," he said, reaching into his pocket, and giving his sister Shirakumo's business card.

"Shirakumo?" she asked, looking back up at her brother as he dusted himself off. "Touya, I am not calling your old high school teacher to pick up one of my students. It has to be a member of the family."

"Oh, come on, Fu. He is part of the family."

"I meant a member of her family, Touya," she said before she looked back at her students, and quickly pushed him out into the hall so they wouldn't hear her. "I'm not going to let some thirty year old smoker that runs a bar one of the shadiest areas of the city pick up a seven year old kid that's not his."

"The man has white hair, he can easily pass as her father," he said as Fuyumi gave him a blank stare.

"You have until four-thirty, Touya," she said bluntly. "I can't keep covering for you guys simply because Chisaki can't take ten minutes out of his day to pick her up. If you or Tenko don't show up by then, I'm calling child services."

"But Fuyumi-"

"I mean it, Touya."

"Alright, I'll see if I can ditch work to come get her," he sighed. "But you know dad's not going to be too happy about it."

"Since when do you care what dad thinks in all of this?" she said as the bell rang over their heads. "And there's the bell. Remember, four-thirty, or I'm bringing in the authorities."

"I'll be here," he said, waiting until she went back into her classroom before he let out a heavy sigh, and made his way out of the building.

"Let me guess," Tenko said, leaning up against the side of the car, and playing with the keys as Touya came up to him. "Your plan to send Shirakumo-sensei to pick Eri up after school fell straight through the cracks."

"Oh, shut up. You didn't even try to stop me when I took her in," he said.

"You were already halfway across the parking lot by the time I unbuckled my seatbelt," he said as he got back into the passenger's seat to let Touya take the wheel. "And seriously, why would you think Fuyumi would let our old high school teacher just take Eri home like that? He could barely get the school's permission to take us home when he was still a teacher."

"I'm sorry. Do you not remember what happened the last time we had to convince Kai to go get her?" he said.

"Trust me, Touya. I remember," Tenko said to him as Touya started the car. "But that doesn't mean Shirakumo-sensei will be willing to just pick her up when he has a business to run."

"Oh, like you had a better idea," Touya said as he pulled away from the school. "And it's not like that even matters now. Because if one of us isn't back here by four-thirty to pick her up, she's calling in child services."

"So what's your excuse to get out of work this time?' Tenko asked.

"Oh, I'm not going to be the one getting her. That's your job," he said.

"But Touya, you know I can't just up and leave work. My boss will have my ass."

"And my dad will have my head if I miss anymore meetings for a child that isn't biologically related to my family. So you have to be the one to go and get her," he said as they pulled away from the school.

~Meanwhile~

"I'm telling you, Momo. The boy's living out of a storage unit," Mashirao said as he helped his classmate set up the classroom for the days lessons while they waited for everyone else to arrive.

"What do you want me to do about it?" she said as she passed back everyone's tests from the week before.

"I don't know. Talk to him," he suggested as Momo looked over at him with same expression as a judgmental cat. "I don't want the guy that runs the storage facility getting suspicious, and calling the cops on him for trespassing."

"Did Hitoshi say where his parents were in all of this?" she asked.

"As far as I know, they're still out of the country for work. But I don't know if he was able to get a hold of them to tell them they were getting evicted from their apartment."

"And did you talk to Aizawa-sensei, or Principal Nedzu about this?"

"No, and you can forget that. Because Hitoshi flat out told me that he doesn't want Monama finding out about this, and telling the whole school."

"Mashirao, this isn't something that we can keep from them," Momo said as she passed back another test. "If Hitoshi's parents really can't be bothered to answer any of his phone calls when he's getting evicted from his home, and force him to live out of a storage unit; we have to bring the authorities into this."

"Momo, my goal is to just get him out of that unit. Not have his parents get into a custody battle for him."

"Well, then talk to your mom and see if she'll be willing to let Hitoshi stay with you guys for a few days. Because until you do that, I'm telling Aizawa and Nedzu so we can get the proper authorities involved," she said as she put the rest of the papers back on their teacher's desk.

"But Momo, you know that's not going to work. Hitoshi's banned from my place after he scammed me into giving him half my video games back in middle school."

"Well then I guess we have no other choice than to tell Aizawa and Nedzu about this."

"No, I think there's one more option," he said, giving her a knowing look as she went to put a new pencil on Kaminari's desk.

"Absolutely not," she said.

"Momo, come on. Your parents are two of the most generous people I know. And I don't even go over to your house," Mashirao said to her.

"They're also rather prejudiced against Hitoshi's 'kind'," she said, using air quotes around the last word as she leaned up against Uraraka's desk. "As soon as they hear he's been living out of a storage unit, they're going to assume he's going to steal something from my house."

"He is not going to do that. He has a job already," he said as she sighed in defeat.

"Ojirio," Momo said. "Just talk to Aizawa about this. Okay? Before I do it, and have to ask Jirou to keep him at her house just so they don't put him in a home."

"Fine," he said, letting out a reluctant sigh. "But don't tell anyone else about this. The last thing I need is Monama hearing about this and making fun of him for it."

"You have my word," she said.

R&R.