So Help You God

~Shoto~

"Momo?"

I knock on her bedroom door.

Since no one answered, I cautiously open the door and peek inside. Momo's still sleeping. She's bundled in the covers and shivering.

"Tanaka, stop..." she mutters through her sleep. I grow alarmed at the mention of his name.

"Stop! Please stop!" She squirms and her face cringes.

"Momo!" I run to her and shake her awake.

"Shoto?!" She freezes and stares into my eyes for a while before reacting. "Oh Shoto!" She grabs hold of me and hugs me. "I'm so glad you're here."

"Were you dreaming?" I ask, alarmed.

"I... I think so." She sits up, still hugging me tightly. "It was Tanaka. He was gonna... he was going to hurt me."

At this I pull her to me and rub her back gently. "Momo, it's okay, it wasn't real. I'm here with you, Tanaka is in jail."

She makes an agreeing whimper and nods.

Tanaka is ruining her life even behind bars. And for that alone I pray for him to be in prison for a long, long time.

"Shoto... you smell nice." She rubs sleep out of her eyes and gives a small yarn.

"Heh, so do you. Taste even better."

"You're impossible, Todoroki Shoto." She giggles and I laugh with her, glad to hear her sound happy.

"I bet I look ridiculous right now," she mutters to herself.

I look at her, no makeup, no proper look like she had in most of her parents' photoshoots. A lavender silk nightgown. 

"I wouldn't exactly say ridiculous."

She shakes her head at me and says "You're early. We aren't supposed to leave for another hour and a half."

"I--" Did I really come that early? I get embarrassed and blush, turning away from her.

She snorts cutely and covers her mouth, laughing. "You are so diligent, To-Shoto. I ought to be up anyway though." She rises from the bed and walks into the bathroom.

I look around her room. It is beautiful with the alder painted walls, heart-shaped windows, bright white carpet, this king-sized bed she has. Her pretty desks and purple lamps in the shapes of swans.

I take out my phone and scroll social media. Looks like there was just a Tsukoyami-Ojitoru date this past week.

Hagakure sent me a picture of Bakugo with Camie but the picture seems to be taken so far away. She probably wasn't supposed to take the picture. I didn't even know Hagakure Toru knew my number.

~Momo~

I step back into my room with only a towel on. To my shock, Shoto is still there. He looks up at me once and then turns around in his chair so his back is to me. 

"Do you want me to go?" He asks.

I blush. "No, it's okay."

He continues scrolling through his phone, but I can see his ears redden. I snicker and get dressed.

"Okay, I'm done. You can look now."

Shoto looks back at me and his eyes widen. He blushes and looks me up and down, smirking. "You look beautiful."

"You look nice, too. Don't think I've ever seen you wear a suit other than yesterday. But this one looks better than the one on yesterday." I walk over to him and feel the material of his suit jacket.

"It's like silk," I think aloud. I'm a sucker for nice materials in clothing. 

"I knew you'd like it," he grins. Did he know about my love for silk fabric? The twinkle in his eyes lets me know that he did.

I hug Shoto and let my hands roam around the back and arms of the suit. I get like a little kid around silk fabric, I can't help touching it. Then I realize.

"You did this on purpose!"

He laughs at my late understanding. He winks at me and takes my hand as we walk downstairs.

"I can't believe you, Todoroki Shoto!" I'm doing more laughing than accusing though. I lock my arms around his arm as we sit one of the sofas. After sitting there and talking for a while, I decide I'm hungry and make my way to one of the kitchens.

"She's cooking again," Shoto teases. "I love when Yaoyorozu Momo cooks."

"You want some?" I giggle. 

"Sure." He sits at one of the stools in the kitchen island. 

I crack one egg into the pan and then another. I really do love cooking. I never thought about it, but maybe culinary is one of my passions.

While the eggs cook, I boil some rice to go along with them. I'm focusing on the food so much, I don't notice Shoto come up behind me and lift my ponytail.

"Shoto," I say, startled. "You're gonna make me burn the food."

"I just want to help," he says mischievously.

"You would help by leaving me be," I laugh, unable to remain seriousness when he acts like this.

"I'll just help set the table then."

"Do that," I grin at him.

As Shoto starts setting the table, I finish the eggs and turn off the rice. I slide the sunny-side eggs onto the pile of rice. 

"Here's breakfast."

Shoto did a really nice job with the table. Everything looks polished and neatly organized. I sit next to him, together we pray over the food and finally eat.

"Damn." Shoto suddenly says.

"What happened?" I ask.

"This is so good. Are you sure you aren't in a culinary class or something?"

"I'm sure," I giggle. 

Shoto devours his food in no time and washes his dish in the sink. I glance at his shoulders and his arms. Strong arms that've held me when I needed it most. Shoulders I've rested my arms on whenever I hugged Shoto. 

I'm so lucky to have him.

~Shoto~

Momo, Mrs. Yaoyorozu and I step out of the limousine and walk into the courthouse. My heart beats rapidly and I feel my palms sweating, still I grip Momo's hand tightly.

The attorney that Father hired for me does not at all seem nervous, he never has, never. During the meetings we had and the calls, never any anxiety. I don't understand how that is possible. 

Because I am literally shaking.

--

"I call my second witness, Yaoyorozu Momo."

My eyes shoot to Momo as she properly rises from her seat, smooths her dress and walks to the witness stand. She looks terrified, maybe not to everyone else, but I can see it. Her eyes are slightly wider than usual and her bottom lip is quivering. That's how I know she's nervous.

Tanaka is staring right at me and his gaze burns through me. But then I look back at him and think, You're going to rot in prison for what you did to Momo, I assure you. I hope he gets it.

"Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?" The bailiff asks.

Momo searches for my face and finds it. She smiles, exhales, and says, "I do."

--

The last witness called is a short, pudgy man with a bald head and large mustache. He looks nervous, too, but more than just nervous. Almost... guilty-like.

He's sweating so much, I can see beads of it running down his nose. He holds his hat in his hands and stammers when he talks.

"I w-w-worked for T-Tanaka. I h-heard him g-g-going mad. He would yell all th-the t-t-time about how he n-needed for the m-marriage to work. He t-told me he want-ted c-control of the Yaoyorozu company."

Gasps could be heard throughout the courtroom, but not from Momo, me, Mrs. Yaoyorozu, Jiro, or Ashido. We knew he was marrying her for the company. It was never about Momo.

"A-and when T-Todoroki Shoto sued him and m-made it imp-p-possible for the marriage to h-happen, T-Tanaka told me he was g-g-going to g-get the company no matter what, and..."

The bald, sweaty man's throat closes up and he chokes on sudden tears. 

"A-and he had m-me k-k-k-kill Y-Yaoyorozu."

And then the world pauses.

--

How could Tanaka assassinate Momo's father? Clearly the man has no morals, whatsoever and never cared about the Yaoyorozu family.

And now I'm mad at myself for not ever seeing this. Of course it was him, how did I not realize that?!

I glance over at Momo, she looks angry beyond anything I've ever seen. I just know I'd never want her making that face toward me.

Momo's mother starts crying on cue. She buries her face in her hands and sobs softly. 

Everyone else just looks shocked. Except for Tanaka Hideo.

He looks as if he could kill the bald man, right here and now.

~Momo~

The jury is going to call us back in once they've made a decision. I rock back in forth in my seat, trying not to bite my nails.

Shoto comes and sits next to me, leaning his head onto my shoulder. With my right hand, I finger his hair.

Mom sits on the left of me and looks into my eyes, tears welling up in hers. With my left hand, I take her hand and gently stroke her knuckles. 

With my mother and Shoto with me, I know that whatever happens, I'll be okay.

--

"The jury has reached a decision."

My mind comes back to the real world as I pay attention to what the jury is going to say. 

A tall lady with her hair in a black bun with streaks of gray and small round glasses sits up straight and smiles when she says the jury's decision.

"We find Tanaka Hideo guilty of sexual harassment, unlawful intimidation, and the murder of Yaoyorozu Genji."

~Shoto~

We won.

I'm still so much in shock about it that I can't process what's happened.

And then Momo jumps up and throws her arms around my neck, whispering into my ear, "We did it, To-Shoto. We've won."

We've won.

Tanaka Hideo is going to go to jail for a long time, and maybe Momo's family will one day be at peace.

It still sounds too good to be true, even as I wrap my arms around Momo's small waist and hold her to me, breathing in the lavender scent of her hair.

--

Even days later, I still can't seem to completely process it. Ashido and Kaminari are screaming and Jiro and Bakugo are nodding their heads in approval.

"I knew you guys would do it!" Kaminari yells.

"I saw you on the video, babe. You were a great witness," Kirishima says to Ashido as he quickly squeezes her shoulders.

"Thanks, Kiri! You already knew I was gonna be so badass! I've seen too many episodes of Law and Order NOT to keep my cool, okayyyyy!" She giggled to herself.

"And now we can all go to Mina's cabin after winter break," Jiro says.

I smile. The vacation will be nice. And I think we all deserve a break after all of this crazy shit.

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