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It's 2 am when Fire Engine 22 pulls out of the fire house, lights blazing sirens wailing. Kirishima Eijiro tugs on his thick heat protecting jacket and gloves before pulling his red helmet onto his head, listing to Kaminari rattling off the call.
"Domestic fire, 444 E. Rotas drive. No one was home at the time and one of the neighbors called it in." The blond calls over the radio as the crew settle in for the ride.
24 year old Kirishima Eijirou is a fire fighter, working for Station 22 in the outskirts of Hosetsu City. Ever since he was little the red head was obsessed with fire trucks and anything related to them. As soon as he turned 15 he convinced his moms to let him dye his hair as red as the trucks he adored so much. When he graduated High school, he went to become a fire fighter, and graduated top of his class 2 years later the youngest ever in the academies history. Now, he spends every day surrounded by his crew doing the thing he loves. Fighting fires and saving people.
It's a hard thing for Kirishima to explain, but he loves the heat of fire. The way it burns, the way a simple spark can become a blaze in a matter of seconds. He loves how fire dances, wild and untamed when it wants, but soft and gentle when needed. The heat, the way it makes his skin burn and tingle from its intensity is what he lives for every day. The thrill that runs through is veins when the alarms start to ring at the house, the adrenalin that pumps through him as he pulls on his gear. Kirishima couldn't have asked for a more perfect job.
Across from him Hanata Sero, a tall gangling dude with messy black hair and a wide smile looks at him.
"What?" Kirishima asks as his friend snickers.
"you're doing the face again."
"What face?!"
"you make a face whenever we get calls. You become all serious but you look like a kid in a candy shop who's constipated." Mina Ashido says as she throws her arm over the red head's shoulders. With an indignant squawk Kirishima shoves her arm off, making the women giggle behind a gloved hand.
"I do not look constipated!" He huffs crossing his arms, getting an eye roll out of Sero.
(Sitting in the front driving is Tenya Iida, the crews driver. He's responsible for making sure the truck is always ready to go, and the pumps when they need water, attaching the truck to a hydrant as soon as they get there. Next to him Kaminari Denki, then in the back Hanata Sero, Mina Ashido, Kirishima Eijiro and Kyota Jirou.)
Iida turns a corner and Kirishima looks out the window, when he sees a flicker of orange. Soon enough Engine 22 is pulling up to the house fire. As soon as the truck rolls to a stop Kirishima throws the door open and gets out, leading the way as he pulls on a respirator mask under his helmet as Kaminari and Iida start to hook up the truck. It's like a big dance. Kirishima and Jirou work the ground as Mina and Sero climb up into the basket on the ladder and work to put the flames out from above. A small crowd of curious on lookers and neighbors being to form outside the safety boundaries that the other engine set up when they arrived. Also on call is Engine 14, with it's crew Mezo Shoji, Mashirao Ojiro, Fumikage Tokoyami, and Rikido Sato.
Rushing over, Kirishima taps Shoji on the shoulder getting his attention. the tall man turns to look at him and in a few quick hand gestures he explains the situation.
"it was possibly caused by a gas leak, we already called the city to shut it off, but we still risk it blowing up they have propane tanks inside." Shit, that's not good. Quickly Kirishima relays the information to his crew before helping Shoji and and Ojiro start to battle the flames. They pair up in teams of two, buddy system so they can work their way inside to battle the flames more head on.
In the house the heat is almost unbearable. Smoke hangs heavy in the air, making it hard to see and breath without any breathing equipment on. Kirishima pats Jirou on the shoulder to get her attention, before making the hand signal to move in. Nodding she turns her attention back to where she's spraying the hose, as Kirishima supports the heavy peace of equipment. the team slowly make their way through the house, checking each room to see if there is anyone trapped inside, as water rains down from above, due to Mina's and Sero's efforts. Smile hidden by his mask Kirishima scans the large bedroom for any signs of life when he spots a bundle on the bed. Quickly he gets Jirou's attention and the two quickly head over. On the bed is a dog curled up and not moving. Quickly Kirishima picks it up and high tails it out of the house with Jirou hot on his heals. As soon as they get outside, the red head rips his mask off so he can press his ear to the dog's chest. nothing.
"Dammit. IIDA I NEED O2 NOW!" He shouts as he rushes over to the truck. The blue hair man jumps into action, grabbing a special pet o2 mask and laying out a blanket for the dog on the soaked asphalt. With gentle hands, Kirishima lays the dog down before placing the mask over its nose and mouth and begins to do CPR. 30 chest compression per-1 breath. Jirou and Iida help out by soaking the dogs paws, head and belly with alcohol which evaporates quickly helping to cool the animal down. less than 2 rounds in the dog shutters and jerks to life. Breathing out the breath he didn't know he was holding Kirishima quietly thanked what ever god was on his side before quickly turning his attention back to helping the animal. His owners, now returning home come rushing over, frantic and worried about their beloved pet, and thanks to Kirishima's quick actions the dog is reunited with his owners.
<<4 hours later>> The crew returns to the fire house worn out but satisfied by a job well done. The fire was put out in record time, and it didn't spread to any other home around the residence. Kirishima made sure the couple had someone they could stay with for the night and advised them to take the dog to an emergency vet just to make sure that it will be okay.
With a happy groan, the sharp toothed man kicks his dirty yellow overalls off, before chugging down a water bottle thrown at his head by Sero. Being a fire fighter comes with it's many perks, but one of the down falls is that due to being around such intense heat all the time they get de-hydrated quickly so they always drink 1 water bottle per 30 minutes of work. Guzzling it down Kirishima checks his phone for any updates before grabbing a clean uniform out of his lockers and heading to the showers. He gets off shift in less than 20 minutes so it gives him time to clean up and eat something before heading home. Freshly showerd and changed, the red head grabs a sandwich from the fridge before clocking out and waving goodbye to his crew, before heading out to his big red truck in the fenced off back lot of the house. With a small grunt, he swings his heavy bag into the back, avoiding hitting the Disney princess car seat sitting there. With a small smile he hops in the drivers seat and pulls out heading home after a hard day at work.
<<Kirishimas place>>
Being careful not to make to much noise, Kirishima places his keys in the bowl beside the door before kicking off his boots and letting his bag fall to the ground with a soft thump. With sock feet he sneaks his way up the stairs, avoding the squeaky one as he passes the room where his house mates, Todoroki Shoto and his fiance Izuku Midoriya are fast asleep. The 3 men all work as first responders, where as Kirishima is a Fire Fighter, Izuku and Todoroki are EMT's. Stopping at the end of the hall, the red head quietly opens the door and peaks inside. The walls are painted soft pink, with flowers and birds scatters about. A bed is tucked into the corner with faire lights hanging around it, currently set in pink mode, casting a warm glow throughout the room. Careful not to trip, Kirishima picks his way over to the bed stopping next to it. Bending down he places a gentle warm hand on his daughters shoulder before planting a gentle kiss on the top of her head. Hanji stirs slightly in her sleep, but dose not wake, smiling as she smells her dad and feels his kiss on her head.
"I love you little flower." He whispers before sneaking out of the room and heading to bed to get some much needed rest.
<<Morning time>>
The red head is woken by the smell of coffee wafting through the house, and gentle clacking coming from the kitchen. Groaning, he rolls out of bed stumbling to the door and making his way into the kitchen. Todoroki and Izuku are sitting at the table having breakfast already in their crisp white uniforms and badges glinting in the early morning light.
Izuku looks up as Kirishima enters the kitchen, a bright smile on is round face.
"Good morning Kirishima-kun! Coffee's ready and Shoto made breakfast."
"Thanks man, morning to you to." the red head mutters sleepily as he stretches before puttering over to the coffee maker to pour himself a cup. for breakfast its simple eggs with rice and chicken, and not gonna lie Todoroki has saved Kirishima from starving to death a few times by shoving his delicious cooking down his throat when he forgets to eat.
"Are you on today?" Todoroki asks as he sips his coffee, his mix matched eyes relaxed and warm as he addresses his friend.
"not today, it's parents day at Hanji's school and she asked if i could bring the truck." The fire man explains as he sits down in his spot next to Izuku at the table.
"In the big rig hu?" Izuku teases nudging the man with his elbow, his green eyes sparkling with impish glee.
"Shut up, it's just the normal truck not the Ladder, its to difficult to deal with a bunch of kids on it. Stop calling it a big rig." Kirishima mutters but it does nothing cause he looks more like a sad puppy than an angry person.
"Okay, okay fine." The greenet laughs as he stands up to clear his dishes. Todoroki follows, the two cleaning up their mess before grabbing their own bags for their own 14 hour shift.
"thanks for watching Hanji last night, means a lot." Kirishima says as he pats them both on the shoulder as they head out.
"No problem Kirishima-kun, she's a delight and we are always willing to." Todoroki says giving the red head one of his rare smiles. The red head watches the two leave before heading upstairs to wake Hanji up. The man opens the door and makes his way over to the blinds, retracting them to let in the morning light before turning his attention to the bed. the blankets are strung about in a messy pile, the occupant half hanging off the bed drooling slightly into the pillows. Her black hair is a tangled mess, and her face is imprinted with sleep marks. With a smile the man walks over and places a hand on her shoulder, shaking gently. Hanji groans and shoves his hand away, making sleepy grunts as she snuggles down on her bed even more hiding her face from the sun.
With a chuckle, Kirishima bends down and scoops her up into his arms in a quick easy swooping motion. Hanji's red eyes fly open as she flails her arms to grab onto her dads neck eyes alert and no longer sleepy. with a grumpy scowl, the eight year old looks up into her dads face, crossing her arms and giving him the stink eye. Kirishima only laughs before using his free hand to sign,
"Morning-School-wake." Hanji glowers even more before angrly signing back
"Morning-Home-Sleep!" Kirishima laughs at his daughters antics and kisses her nose. Hanji relaxes into her dads arms, loosing the scowl and smiling at him.
"Morning-Daddy." Kissing her forehead once more, he puts her down.
"Day-shower-Clean." He signs as Hanji grabs some clothes from her closet before scrambling to get to the bathroom and use the restroom. Kirishima shoots a quick text to Sero asking if he has the truck ready, before heading to the kitchen to get Hanji's lunch packed and make sure she has all her stuff for school.
Thanks to Mina, Kirishima managed to get Hanji enrolled in a school for children who are hard of hearing. The staf is incredibly kind and very good at what they do, giving these kids helpfull life skills and lessons on how to get through life without being able to hear. Hanji has lip reading and speach therapy in the mornings, then afternoon she has math, science, and her personal favorite art class with Mr.Bakugou.
Apparently, Mr. Bakugou is Hanji's favorite teacher out of all of them. She always comes home with a big smile on her face and a new drawing or painting to show her dad. Mr.Bakugou has brought out a side of Hanji Kirishima thought she would ever have. A love an passion for something. She's always rattling off on how Mr. Bakugou is really good at art and his stuff should be displayed all over the world. Also she says he has a bad habit of cursing using his voice and sign, but the kids don't care. Because Mr. Bakugou refuses to give up on anyone in his class.
<<At school, art clas.>>
Hanji comes into the classroom her eyes watery with tears as Bakugou writes the bell work on the board. Bakugou, a tall rather sexy/handsome young man of 25 years old has been deaf since he was born due to a birth defect in his ears. He grew up in a world not built for people like him, his only safe haven was his art. Bakugou takes great pride in his work but also great sacristy, never showing it to anyone. anyone besides Hanji Kirishima that is. since day 1 of school Bakugou had taken an instant liking to the kid, for her sassy attitude, and big heart. Her big red eyes are always sharp with intelligence, and she has a natural talent for drawing. Bakugou found himslf growing fond of the little brat, and he can be often found teaching her something new to draw or how to describe something to him using just colors.
Hanji lets out a quite sniffle as she slips over to her seat and plops down. Setting his marker down, Bakugou walks over placing a large hand on her shoulder to get her attention.
"what happened squirt?"
"Zach took my colored pencils and broke them! They where the very pretty ones you gave me for my birthday!" The girls red eyes hold back huge tears.
Bakugou rembers bying the pencils for the kid when she said her daddy was caught up at work on her birthday. Infuriated, Bakugou stormed to the craft store on his lunch break and bought the kid the nicest colored pencils and pencils and kit he could find. The kid just cried in joy when he gave them to her and he always felt his heart warm a bit whenever Hanji took them out in class to use them.
"Where is Zach now?"
"With Mrs. Momo.."
"Stay here squirt. And stop fucking crying things can be replaced okay?" His hands are sharp but his face is soft as he hands her a tissue before standing up and sweeping out of the room.