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Akira’s POV
“Papa! Come here, I need your help!” I called out. I heard footsteps, and I knew I only heard them because my father wanted me to. I dropped down from the hole in the ceiling, something that I had created just hours earlier, smashing through the roof because of a mission led by my Uncle Gojo. I turned around to find my father standing in the doorway, with a tired expression on his masked face. He sighed.
“I’m guessing it’s the ceiling?” he asked. I just nodded.
“Well, let’s get the debris picked up, then we can start patching up the whole.”
“Sir, yes sir!” I cheered. Papa called Dad, and together we picked up the big rocks, and swept away anything small. Eventually, my brother, Toge Kakashi, came in and silently helped. After an hour or so, the last of the debris and the hole was patched up, and I flopped down on my bed, groaning.
I must have fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes and looked out the window, it was dark outside. My brother shook me awake.
“Tuna tuna.” he said.
“Whaddya mean, everyone’s here? Like, Papa’s team and our friends?” I asked, slurring my words slightly. Toge just nodded.
“Alright, give me five minutes.” I rolled over, setting my feet on the floor and stretching. I stood up slowly, yawning and going downstairs. Stopping at the landing, I look to my left and into the kitchen, seeing Dad, Papa, Toge, and... Uncle Gojo is making dinner. That sounds like a disaster waiting. On my right, I see Naruto Uzumaki-Uchiha, the seventh Hokage, his husband Sasuke Uchiha-Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno-Hyuga, and her wife, Hinata Hyuga-Haruno. Sitting on the floor were their kids: Megumi Uzumaki-Uchiha, Itadori Haruno-Hyuga, and his twin brother, Sukuna Haruno-Hyuga. I stepped into the kitchen, letting my family know I was up, before entering the living room where everyone was.
“Hey everyone!” I said cheerfully. The parents stood up and swarmed in their arms, well, all except Sasuke, who held his hand out. I gripped as firmly as I could, nodding. The rest of the adults let go and stepped back, allowing their children to say their hellos.
“What’s up, squirt?” Itadori said, wrapping his sturdy arms around me.
“I’m literally the same age as you.” I grumbled, wrapping my arms around him grudgingly. After a moment, he stepped back, grinning.
“He says that because you’re short, not younger.” Megumi said, offering me a hug. I rolled my eyes but smiled and stepped into his embrace. We pulled away, and there was Sukuna, offering me a fist. I bump it, smiling at him. He quickly lowers his fist, turning away and covering his face. I blinked, but shook it off, thinking it was nothing.
“A-KI-RA!” I turned just in time to see my Uncle Gojo throw himself at me and embrace me. I stumbled and caught myself, returning the hug tightly. After a moment, he let me go.
“Hey Uncle Gojo.” I said, slightly out of breath from how tight the embrace was.
“Dinner’s ready!” Dad said. He brings out the food, followed by Papa and my brother.
“Thanks, Iruka-sensei! It looks good!” Naruto exclaimed. Itadori looked just as enthused, practically slobbering over himself with glee. Next to him, Sukuna looked just plain bored, and Megumi wore an exasperated look on his face.
“Yeah, can’t wait to scarf it down.” Itadori said, beside himself with hunger most likely. That boy never stops eating. Sakura slapped his head from behind.
“Ow! Ma, what was that for?” he screeched, rubbing the back of his head gingerly. His brother stifled a laugh, only to be hit by Sakura as well.
“Fuck! That hurt Ma!” Sukuna whined, about to retaliate with a smack of his own, but at the look on his mother’s face, quickly diverted and slapped his brother.
“Sukuna, not you too!” Itadori complained, now nursing two sore spots on his head.
“Anyway,” Papa said, who was silently watching the show, “let’s eat!”
“WOHOO!” Everyone cheered.