Your father had always taken notice of how attached Gakushu was to you. Since the moment you were born, he refused to leave your side. Insisting on holding you whenever you weren't in your mother's care; sometimes even neglecting himself, and in turn, his grades.
And so, when you were but five years old, Gakuho took it upon himself to ship you off to some sleepaway school. When your dear big brother found out, he was fuming.
“You did what…?” His hands clenched into fists at his side, his gaze locked on the floor before meeting your father’s eyes. “How could you do that?! She’s just a little girl!”
“She’s a distraction, son.” Was your father’s excuse. “You must be the best. You are my prodigy. My successor. I will accept nothing less than perfection.”
But Gakushu was having none of it… when it came to you, he was obsessed in a way that made him self-destructive.
“You bring her back from there, father… or I swear to you… you won’t have a prodigy anymore. She’s everything to me. Give her back to me.”
It took mere hours after his threat for Gakuho to call to have you brought back home. And when ‘Shu laid eyes on you, he noticed just how obsessed his son was.
The possessive, dangerous glint in his eye as he walked you through the airport.
The way he wouldn’t let you out of his sight. Keeping no distance between you, his arm around you as though you would disappear.
The constant glares he would give his father. As if daring him to try and take you away again.
He had you sleep in his arms for weeks to make sure you weren’t going anywhere, even to the kitchen for a glass of water.
You don’t need to do anything. Don’t need to worry. Don’t need to think. You’ll always be safe. Protected. Loved.
You’re his lovely little sister, after all. His darling princess. The light of his life.
He’ll do anything, fight anyone, kill anyone. To keep you at his side.
The next time Gakuho tried to get rid of you was when you went to visit E-Class. He had no choice but to bring you to work with him, lest he suffer your brother’s self-destructive threats.
Korosensei had taken a liking to you. Your sweet demeanor and innocence made him want to scoop you up with all his tentacles and fly you around the globe to go wherever you wanted.
And your father had no problem whatsoever with that. In fact, he was hoping for it. That maybe some unfortunate accident would occur midair, killing two birds with one stone—Korosensei and you.
So when Shu went to see you during his lunch, he was more than a little put out when he discovered you were gone.
And since Gakuho wasn’t at liberty to discuss the situation regarding Korosensei, his response was simple… “E-Class took her. She’s gone.”
And all he saw was red.
Not proofread, sorry not sorry for any errors/inaccuracies
Summary: It’s not easy living in your older brother’s shadow. When he’s your fathers protégé and you’re just a spare…
Warnings: Child neglect, mentions of abuse, cursing, toxic behavior
Notes: The names “Babes”, “Angel”, “Darling” and other endearments are used in a platonic manner.
Your brother never treated you like your father did. He actually acknowledged you as a person and as a part of the family.
Gakushu would take care of you once your father decided you were old enough for him to stop caring, saying you were old enough to be able to handle yourself.
You were only 6 years old.
Maybe it was because Gakushu was already 15 that he took care of you. He certainly had more time in his schedule than your father. For you at least.
Even now, sitting in your fathers office on the floor in the corner, he’s not paying attention to you. You could be setting a fire and he wouldn’t notice until the room was in flames.
Gakuho is a man only concerned with self-preservation. The desire to only be the best. Nothing below perfection.
And you are the epitome of imperfection to him. A daughter that looks practically nothing like him. A brain for creativity rather than realism. And compassion for all, rather than for none.
“Father… can I go see Nii-San…?”
He barely payed attention to your words.
“You’ll only distract him. He has important responsibilities, angel. Not that you’ll ever understand.”
Despite how used to his words you were, they never stopped hurting. Your father… who was supposed to be the first man you’d ever trust and love, treated you like you were dirt.
“Now go back to your useless activities and keep quiet, darling. I have work to do.”
His words were always said with the fakest of smiles and the blandest of tones. He acted like a machine. He treated Gakushu like a machine. A well-oiled machine that would always be able to achieve perfection.
But not you.
You were but a bucket of spare parts.
It didn’t matter how hard you worked in school, your father never noticed. Or rather, never cared.
But even still, you wanted to please him… to earn his praise and maybe even a smidge of affection…
And to you, a small child who doesn’t know any better, even being spanked with his belt was affection. Proof that he was acknowledging you. Something you did, even if it was absolutely horrible. A failed test, a missed assignment, a swear slipping past your lips.
You wanted to have your fathers attention.
Yet Gakushu did everything he could to try and keep you away from him. Tried to reach you better. Get you to understand that “Babes, Father is not a nice man.”
And you never listened.
Because that was still your father.
You were still his daughter.
And no matter what, you’d always be Daddy’s Girl.
And the scars on your body and on your heart would prove that.
Mimi’s Notes: did i write this in one sitting? Yes. Will I go back and edit it at some point? Hopefully. Did I think this concept through? Kinda. Did it seem like a good idea? Yes.
