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Burning the Blindfold

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    Aizawa sighed as he tied up the last of the goons in the alleyway. It was almost four in the morning and he wanted to go home, stretch out on the couch and go to sleep.

    “Hey! Hey, pay attention when I’m tal-!” He growled as he wrapped one of his bindings around the villain’s mouth. The small family that were targeted talked to the police behind him.



    The police officer stopped and smiled, “Good work today! I think this is the last of them so I’m sure you’ll be relieved to hear that you can head home and get some rest!” Aizawa nodded and handed the end of the capture weapon to Tsukauchi.

    “Mom! Mom, look! It’s the ninja man with the scarf!”   

    Aizawa stopped and turned to see the young girl tugging at her mother’s skirt and pointing at him.

    “Hon, it’s not very nice to point. If it’s okay with him, you can say thank you?” The mother looked up and met his eyes, asking first for permission. Aizawa appreciated the thought and nodded. The mother smiled and walked with her daughter to where he stood.

    “Thank you for saving us Eraserhead, we appreciate the work you’ve done.” She inclined her head slightly in a bow and smiled. “Now what do we say Tamashini?”

    The young girl held out her hand and smiled wide, “Thank you for saving us Mr. Hero!”

    Not wanting to seem rude, Aizawa bent down and grasped the little girl’s hand in his own gently.

    As his hand wrapped around hers, a chill ran up his spine. Years of honed instinct had him moving before he could actually think. Pushing away the girl and the mother and taking full force the attack.

    “ History is full of heroes who acted before they could think.” Echoed in the back of his head as his eyes slid shut, a blurry picture of police cars, the mother and her daughter watching with wide eyes on the sidewalk, and Naomosa rushing fowards as he fell.

    It was all he remembered before the world turned black.


    The silence that filled the classroom was unfamiliar, as was the fact that their homeroom teacher hadn’t shown up for class yet after the bell had rung five minutes ago.

    Midoriya glanced to the door worriedly, hoping that their teacher would show up. It was uncharacteristic for him to be late.

    Slowly, the silence was broken as the students of 1-A speculated as to why Aizawa wasn’t there.

    “Ptss, Midoriya!”

    Sero leaned over, “What do you think happened to sensei? Do you think he just fell asleep and didn’t hear the bell?”

    He frowned and shook his head, “No, sensei would never be that careless.”

    “Maybe he’s just sick then and we’ll have a substitute today?” Jirou asked. Sero snorted, “No offense Jirou, but I’m pretty sure that being sick wouldn’t stop him.”

    Just then, the door slid open. Midoriya fell silent, as did the rest of the class, when it did. But instead of their homeroom teacher coming in to take attendance, a small child, no older than seven maybe, walked in.

    “A-aizawa sensei?” Momo asked tentatively.

    The small child turned to her, confusion evident on his face. When he did, Midoriya couldn’t help but stare in shock at the sight of their de-aged teacher.

    Big dark eyes peered at them all distrustfully from underneath shaggy black bangs covering a pale face. A black, long sleeved t-shirt hung loosely around him, bunched up where he held it tight in his fists. He was thin, either born that way or from malnourishment. Midoriya really hoped it was the former, but by judging how Aizawa wrapped his stick-like arms around his stomach disproved that.

    “Did you find him!”

    The class jumped as both All Might and Present Mic burst through the doorway into the classroom. Momo who was crouched beside the child stared bewildered at the sight of her two teachers. Present Mic wasn’t even wearing the all leather attire that he always wore to school and was instead wearing a white shirt, tight black jeans, and a green jacket. His hair, was tied back into a bun and not in its usual banana-like state. All Might was in his deflated form and was looking between the child and his colleague in something akin to worry.


    Yamada grinned and struck a, quite ridiculous, pose. “That’s me dear listener! Why, were you surprised?”

    Aoyoma grinned, “Oui monsieur! You look much better with your hair down!”

    Mic’s eye twitched at the unintentional jab, “Well, I didn’t have time for my get up today! A little someone got himself into trouble and we had to search the entire school for him!” He bemoaned.

    All Might chuckled, “We should have figured that Aizawa would be attracted to the classroom first.”

    Momo looked down at the child beside her, “So, this really is Aizawa-sensei?”

    Mic nodded, “Yup! Apparently some villain managed to get the better of him and he got turned into a kid! The teachers are assigned to look after him until he turns back, but it’s mostly been Midnight, All Might, and I.”

    Jirou raised her hand, “Will sensei be okay? I mean, where will he be staying?”

    “The principal thinks that it would be better to have him stay at the dorms than anywhere else, just so we can keep an eye on him.” All Might answered.

    Momo frowned, “He’s too skinny for someone his age. Have you even fed him breakfast yet?”

    Mic frowned, “Heeey! Give us a break, we only figured out his situation this morning!” He whined.

    “And you managed to lose him as well.” Momo glared at them. Midoriya smiled as All Might rubbed his head sheepishly.

    Momo sighed and faced Aizawa and smiled, “May I pick you up Aizawa? We can head to the cafeteria so you can eat something.”

    “Oh, we’ve just been calling him Shouta to differentiate them.” All Might said. “It’s easier.”

    Momo nodded, “Is that alright? May I call you Shouta?”

    Shouta nodded slowly and raised his arms as a signal for Momo to pick him up. She lifted him and settled him on her hip as she faced the teachers and the class.

    Kirishima cooed and waved as Shouta stared at him. “So, what do we do now? Does he even remember us?”

    Mic shook his head, “Nah, when he got turned into a kid it seems that all his memories as an adult disappeared.” He shrugged, “But we should probably feed the kid, he’s such a stick!”

    Iida grinned and stood up, “Then we should all head to the cafeteria!”

    Mic chuckled and waved his hands, “Woah there Iida, we don’t need a class field trip to the Cafeteria, Shouta will be fine.”

    Kirishima laughed, “Oh we weren’t worried about him, we’re worried about you two who lost him!”

    “Hey that’s not fair!”

    All Might settled a hand down on Mic’s shoulder, “It is a little fair, plus it’s Friday Mic, I’m sure we can afford them to have a little fun.”

    Yamada rolled his eyes and grinned, “Yeah, yeah okay. Come one then everyone! A field trip to the cafeteria is in order!”

    Midoriya grinned as he fell into step with Uraraka and Iida. As they travelled the halls he felt a light tap on his shoulder and turned to face a grinning Kirishima.

    “Sensei is so cute as a child huh? I wanna squish his little cheeks so bad!”

    Midoriya laughed, “Yeah, he is pretty cute.” Mina bumped his shoulder and grinned, “Yeah, wonder why he’s so skinny though, I’m glad that we’re going to cafeteria though! I could eat something myself!”

    Kirishima frowned, “Yeah, sensei is pretty skinny. He also has this weird tan line, right under his eyes. Ha, maybe he wore a hoodie all the time and it covered part of his face!” Mina nodded, “He seems the type to wear long sleeves all the time, he does that anyways as an adult!”

    Midoriya frowned and looked back to the front where Momo had Shouta nestled at her hip. Kirishima was right, there was a tan line underneath his eyes.

    “Midoriya! Do you think we can go shopping for Ai-uh, Shouta! We could get him a cat hoodie!” Uraraka said. Iida nodded beside her and chopped the air with his hand, “Yes! As a child it is important to have things that are both comfy and nice! I’m sure, Se-Shouta, would appreciate it!”

    Uraraka laughed, “It sure feels weird calling sensei by his first name.”

    Midoriya nodded, “Yeah, you said it! He’s so small though, how old do you think he is?”

    Iida brought his hand up to chin, “Hmm, I say around, seven? He’s small though so he might be older.”

    He nodded, “I think he might be seven as well!”

    “Really? I think he’s eight.” Uraraka said.


    Uraraka shrieked as Mic’s voice carried over the crowd. “Ah, sorry Uraraka, didn’t mean to scare ya!”

    Uraraka smiled, “It’s okay Mic-sensei, I just didn’t expect you to scream.” Mic laughed, “Well, I’m still sorry. Shouta is indeed eight so you are correct!”

    Iida gaped, “Eight! But he’s so small!”

    Mic grinned, “Well, Shouta wasn’t always 6’0 foot ya know? He was the smallest in our class!”

    Uraraka grinned, “Really! That’s so cute! Do you think we can get some clothes for him later? We can get him a cat hoodie!”

    Their english teacher nodded vigorously, “Oh my gosh! That would be amazing! We can all go for a trip to the mall tomorrow and buy some cute things for Sho!”

    “We’re here everyone! Please go have a seat over by the tables and we can discuss how we’re going to handle this situation!” Momo called out over her shoulder.

    All Might chuckled as he stepped over to Mic, “Young Yaoyorozu makes a better teacher than me I’m afraid.”

    Mic beamed and patted the taller’s back, “Not to worry Yagi boy, she’s better than me too!”

    “That’s, not a good thing Yamada.”

    “Maybe so.”


    Momo smiled and moved herself away from her fellow classmates to join her teachers waiting by the counters where Lunch Rush usually waited.

    “Mic-sensei, All Might-sensei!”

    “Young Yaoyorou! Thank you for carrying young Shouta for us! I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to support him for as long as you have.” He smiled brightly, “And I’m sure young Shouta wouldn’t have liked it for Yamada to hold him.”   

    “Yagi! I take offense to that, I’m not even wearing my gear!”

    Momo smiled at how her teachers interacted. She startled when she felt a tug on her shirt. Glancing down she was met with a pair of dark eyes.


    He tugged at her arm securing him to her waist and pointed down on the floor.    

    “Oh, you wish to be let down.” Moving him gently, she placed him on the ground and watched as he padded his way to the counter.

    “Oh? What have we here?”

    Momo grinned at Shouta’s startled face when Lunch Rush appeared behind the counter.

    All Might smiled, “Lunch Rush! It’s good to see you!”

    If she could, Momo would bet that Lunch Rush was rolling his eyes. “It’s good to see you as well Yagi, Yamada. What can I help you all with today?”

    All Might smiled and gestured down to Shouta, who was on his toes and peering up to look at Lunch Rush. “We have, uh, a predicament here and we were hoping to get the young boy some lunch!”

    Lunch Rush practically squealed as he stared down at the younger version of Aizawa, “Oh, he’s so small! This is perfect!” He turned away from the counter and started to prepare something, “I’m always telling him that he needs to eat more, he’s always forgetting, and now that he’s a child! I can finally feed him!”

    Rush was practically giddy as he whipped something up behind the counter. Momo smiled and helped Shouta lift himself onto the counter to see what Rush was doing.

    “Here ya go kiddo! And something for you too Yagi, you’re too skinny, even for someone without a stomach.” He scolded.

    All Might smiled sheepishly and graciously accepted the meals. “Thank you Lunch Rush!”

    “No problem! If you need anything else, call me!”

    Momo smiled lightly and lifted Shouta off the counter and set him back on the floor. “Come on, we’re going to feed you and then probably go shopping!” Shouta nodded and, to her shock, grabbed her hand. Just as he was about to let go, she tightened her grip and smiled, swinging their hands back and forth as they walked over to the class.


    Kirishima ‘awed’ at the duo as they got closer to the tables they had pushed together to accommodate all of them.

“You two are so cute! How’s little ‘zawa doing?” Kiri smiled.

Momo laughed and swung their hands a bit, “We’re doing fine, I think Shouta’s doing well!” Kirishima nodded and scooted over so the two could sit down.

“Has he talked any yet? He’s unnaturally quiet for someone his age,” Sero frowned, “I have a few siblings his age and they never shut up. I swear it’s like being onboard a bullet train at full speed but it never stops.”   

Momo smiled, “No, he hasn’t talked yet, but you never mentioned you had siblings Sero?” She pulled out the chair and helped Shouta climb on it. “Do you miss them?”

    He smiled, “Yeah, sometimes, but they call me every chance they get so I don’t forget their voices. Ha, like I could.”

    Sero watched with a smile as Momo helped open Shouta’s breakfast, “You’re really good with kids Momo, do you have any siblings?” She shook her head, “No, I always did want one, but I don’t have any other siblings. Well, I do have younger cousins but they can’t visit as often.”

    Momo smiled, “How about anyone else? Do you have siblings?”

    “I have a younger brother and sister, kerro.”

    “No, I’m an only child with my mom.”

    “Only child of my family!”

    Uraraka smiled at Midoriya, “How is your mom anyways? You said that she was worried about you the last time you talked?”

    “Worried about all of us if I’m being honest! She’s doing good though! Oh, Mina!”

    She looked up from where she was having a conversation with Hagakure, “Yeah Midoriya?”

    “My mom’s asking if you want those chocolate oranges again!”

    Mina smiled and stood up so fast that the chair fell down behind her. “Midoriya, tell your mom that she is the coolest person in the world and I would die for her!”

    He grinned, “I guess that’s a yes then!”


    Across the table, Shinsou sighed and directed his gaze back to their de aged teacher, who was just staring at the food.    

    He frowned and studied the meal. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with it, unless he was allergic to anything, but he’s sure that All Might or Mic sensei wouldn’t give Shouta anything he was allergic to.

    Reaching over, he slid the tray closer to the boy.

    “Eat, you’re too skinny, you need the energy.” Shinsou said.

    He watched as Shouta picked up the fork gingerly and started picking at the food.

    Shinsou sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Sensei’s so quiet, unnaturally so. He frowned as Shouta continued to pick at the food, occasionally bringing small pieces of it to his mouth and eating. This was too familiar.

    He could only watch as Shouta flinched, it was more of a twitch but Hitoshi knew the difference, as Kaminari shouted and threw his hands up in the air.

    Something settled in the pit of his stomach and Hitoshi shifted in his seat. He knew the signs, but sensei was a jumpy person by nature anyways, even if he didn’t show it.

    Keeping an eye on the kid, he reached over and tapped Yaoyorozu on the arm.

    “Hey, could I talk to you? In private, about Aizawa-sensei?” He tore his gaze away from Shouta and looked Momo in the eyes.

    Momo stared in confusion, “Why, is something wrong with him?” She turned her gaze back to the child, slightly alarmed that something might have happened.

    “No, well, actually- ugh.” Shinsou sighed and leaned back, rubbing the back of his neck. “Could we please talk?”

    Momo nodded, “Sure. Do we need to tell the teachers about this?”

    Shinsou thought for a moment but shook his head, “No, I don’t think we’d need to. He’s only de-aged after all, there’s nothing we can do now.” The last part he said bitterly. If what he was feeling was right.

He didn’t want to think about it.

    “Come on, we can talk in the hallway.”

    “Of course.”

    Momo stood, and as she passed by Shouta, she couldn’t help but stare as he continued to pick at his food. She frowned and continued to hurry after Shinsou who was standing by the doors.


    “So, what did you need to talk about? Because if something really is wrong with sensei, we’d need to tell the teachers.” Momo asked.

    Shinsou sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, “No, I-I have a suspicion is all. You see how he acts, like he’s afraid he’s gonna do something wrong.”

    She frowned, “He just doesn’t talk, sensei is a quiet person.”

    Hitoshi groaned, “I know that, I do. But Sensei is quiet, but this Shouta is silent. I need to look for the rise and fall of his shoulders because I can’t even hear him breath.” He reached up to tug at his hair, anxiety making his fingers curl and pull at the purple strands. “Hell, even his footsteps are silent. He’s eight, no child should be that quiet.”

    Momo felt something curdle in her stomach and a voice nipping at the back of her head. Something was wrong.

    She reached out and tugged away the hand that was abusing Shinsou’s hair, “Hey, don’t do that.” She frowned and looked him the eyes, “I understand your concern, I do Shinsou, but there’s nothing we can do now.” She sighed, frustrated and more than a little enraged at the idea of their sensei being hurt as a child. “The best we can do is make sure he feels safe and protected here. We don’t know how long this will last, and I’m not sure if sensei will remember this, but I do know that we can help fix the damage.”

    He stared at her, lips set into a thin line, more than a little upset, but he nodded. “Yeah, we can help him feel safe.”

    Momo smiled, “Thank you for bringing this up with me Shinsou, you’re a good friend.”

    Shinsou blushed, a little embarrassed by the comment. He wasn’t exactly expecting to be friends with anyone after he’d transferred thanks to Aizawa, but he had to admit, it felt nice.

    “No problem, and you’re a good friend too Yaoyorozu.”

    She laughed, “Momo, you can call me Momo, all my friends do.”

    Hitoshi smiled, friends huh? He could get used to that.


    Shouto stared as Momo and Shinsou left the table and walked out the cafeteria doors. The others were talking about shopping or calling their families or something else that he had no particular interest in. That sounded a bit rude, but it was the truth.

    His lips twitched downwards as he directed his gaze to their teacher. Well, smaller teacher.

    Shouta was still picking at his food, hardly a dent made on his plate. He frowned and moved places so he was instead sitting in front of of the kid.

    Aizawa paused, fork stilling as he moved to sit in front of him, gaze weary as he studied the teenager. Silently, Shouto took one of the forks from the table and took a piece of fish from the other’s dish.

    Making sure that Shouta was looking at him, Todoroki placed the meat in his mouth and ate it.

    He swallowed. “The food is good, you should eat it.”

    Shouta stared at him, curious and a little miffed at what he’d just done. Todoroki would like to think that he wasn’t unnerved by the child’s blank stare, but it was so much like sensei’s that he couldn’t help but feel as though he’d done something. Maybe not something bad, but something.

    Then Shouta nodded and ate, not as much as Shouto would have liked, but it was enough for him to be satisfied.

    He then noticed that the rest of the table had gone quiet. He exhaled harshly through his nose and stood from the seat to go back to where he had been earlier, sandwiched between Midoriya and Kirishima.

    Kirishima stared in slight shock as he sat down, “Dude, what was that?” Shouto shrugged, “He seemed hesitant to eat, so I helped.”

Kirishima chuckled, “Well, yeah obviously, but how did you know to help?”

    He stole a glance at Shouta, who’s plate was now half empty. “I just did.”

    The other rolled his eyes but grinned, accepting the answer. “Whatever you say man. Hey, you have siblings right, two older ones? Is that why you you did it?”

    Shouto shrugged again, “Not really, I’m the youngest so I don’t have that experience. I just wanted him to know that he doesn’t have to be so cautious.” The last part came a bit more snippy than he had meant, but Kirishima didn’t seem to notice, or if he did, he didn’t care. He appreciated that.

    “So, why do you think sen-Shouta didn’t want to eat before?” Midoriya asked, “I mean, sensei doesn’t trust much anyways but I thought that was just because he was a pro-hero.”

    Shouto hummed but didn’t say anything. Allowing for Kirishima to take over the conversation.

    Truthfully, he really didn’t know why he had done that. But the more he thought about it-

    Something curdled in the pit of his stomach, something almost like dread. Shouto didn’t know why he felt this, but he wanted it to go away. He studied Shouta a little longer before turning his attention to the cafeteria doors where Momo and Shinsou entered.

    “Hey Momo! Hey Shinsou! Where were you guys?” Kirishima raised his hand and waved.

    Momo smiled and sat down beside Shouta, “We were talking about sensei and how we were going to deal with this.” She glanced down and started, “Oh, he’s eating?”

    Kirishima grinned, showing off his shark-like teeth. How they were that sharp, Shouto didn’t know.

    “Oh yeah, Todoroki got him to eat a few minutes ago. It was pretty neat.”

    Shinsou sat down and stared at him curiously. “How did you manage to do that?”

    “Oh, I showed him that his food was okay to eat by taking a small bite.” Shouto explained. He didn’t delve further than that.

    Shinsou looked a bit shocked before he cooled his features back into his usual blank look and nodded. “Unexpected but at least he’s eating.”

    Shouta glared at them and opened his mouth as if he were going to say something, but stopped when they turned to look at him to listen. He frowned instead and went back to eating.


    “What! Hey, I’m busy this week, can’t you get someone else for this? Everyone else is out of commission! Jeeze. Fine, fine, I’ll take it. Yeah-I’ll be there in a couple hours.”

    Momo and the others went silent at Mic’s ranting.

    “Sensei?” Uraraka raised her hand, “Is everything okay?”

    Yamada sighed, “Yeah, sorry about that listeners, but I apparently have a week long mission ahead of me!”

    Kaminari sprung from his seat, “What! But that means you won’t be here to help take care of sensei!”

    Mic groaned and threw his hands up, “I know! I tried explaining to them that I won’t be available but apparently it’s an emergency, so I have to go. Sorry about this, but Yagi will help you guys out! Shouta isn’t so difficult so I’m sure there won’t be too many problems!” Mic grinned and began making his way towards the doors, “I have to get going now, take care of him for me Yagi!”

    Just before he walked out of the cafeteria though, he stopped and turned around, uncharacteristically serious and glaring harshly at them through his triangle shaped glasses. His green eyes seemed to glow beneath the bright cafeteria lights. All Might visibly shuddered.

    “If something happens to him, number one hero or not, there will be hell to pay, got it?”

    All Might gulped and smiled shakily, “Y-yes Yamada, all clear.”

    Mic smiled brightly, the danger disappeared and the students sighed in relief. “Perfect! Thanks everyone, take care students!”

    Sero chuckled nervously and tapped his fingers against the table, “Heh, who knew that Mic-sensei could be so scary?”

    Mina laughed, “He seems to care about sensei a lot though, it’s pretty nice.”

    Yagi grinned, “Yes, Yamada and Aizawa have been friend since high school! Now, what should we do about Shouta?” He gestured down the child, who didn’t bother looking up at who had addressed him and was instead fiddling with his fork over the empty plate.

    Uraraka grinned and shot up from her seat, knocking over her chair in her excitement. “Oh, we could go shopping for some clothes and toys he might like! We need to buy groceries anyways, so I think this might be the perfect opportunity!”

    Sero nodded, “Oh, I agree! It’ll be nice to get him something to wear that isn’t super baggy!”

    All Might nodded, pleased with their decision, “Yes, I’ll call the principle then we can take young Shouta shopping!”

    Momo grinned and pointed at Shouta’s empty plate, “I’m going to throw this away okay? Then we’re going to shop for new clothes to get you!”

    He nodded and allowed her to take his plate away. When Momo returned she offered her hand to him as he clambered out of his seat. He reached out hesitantly and took her hand in his own. Momo practically beamed at this and swung their arms back and forth slightly, and Shouta, enjoying the motion, allowed it to happen.

    “I think we’re all ready to go All Might” Midoriya grinned, unable to keep in his excitement. After all, it wasn’t every day where your homeroom teacher got de-aged and were able to go clothes shopping for him.

    All Might smiled, “Perfect, the principal gave us permission and has sent a bus to pick us up later on! Come on everyone, we have stuff to buy!”


    As they piled onto the bus, Momo couldn’t help but notice that Shinsou and Todoroki were keeping an especially close eye on Shouta. She knew why Shinsou was, but Todoroki was a mystery.

    “Momo! What do you think we can get for Shouta! He likes cats right, maybe a blanket! Or a sleeping bag!” Uraraka sat down next beside Shouta so that he was sandwiched between them. “He seems to like the color yellow, do you think we should get him something warm? Sensei likes wearing long sleeves and now that it’s getting colder I think it would be appropriate.”

    Momo smiled and nodded along, “I think that would be a great idea Uraraka! Do you think we’d need anything else? What do you think Ai-Shouta? Is there anything you would like?” She caught herself in time.

    Shouta stayed silent, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. Uraraka frowned and leaned over to whisper, “I wonder why doesn’t he talk? I know he understands us, he’s smart.”

    Momo shrugged, a frown of her own tugging at her lips. “I don’t know,” she whispered back, “but we should still respect his boundaries, which means no over the top stuff.” Uraraka nodded and leaned back against the chair.

    Shinsou tapped Momo on the shoulder, attracting both her’s and Uraraka’s attention.

    “Do you think he doesn’t know he’s allowed to talk?”

    Uraraka blinked in surprise, “Allowed? Why would he need to be allowed to talk?”

    Shinsou shrugged. When he was younger he was told again and again that he couldn’t talk because of his quirk, the foster families forbid it. In fact, even when he was growing up, he wasn’t allowed to say much, if at all really. It was only after he had been moved to UA and then to the dorms that he was allowed to speak freely. He had no clue as to why Aizawa wasn’t allowed to speak.

    “Shouta.” The boy turned to face him, eyes as bored as ever when he heard his name.

    Hitoshi frowned and said it as clearly as possible, “You know that you’re allowed to talk freely? You don’t need permission to speak.”

    Although it wasn’t noticeable, Shinsou knew from the furrowing of his eyebrows and tug of his lips that Shouta was confused, or bewildered.

    His mouth opened and a hoarse, and kind of high, “I’m allowed to talk?” seemed to echo through the bus. Immediately all conversations stopped and the entire class was looking at Shouta, who seemed to not notice their stares.

    Hitoshi nodded, “Yes, you are allowed to talk, whenever you want. Do you understand?”

    Shouta frowned, but nodded. “Yes, I understand.” The too formal tone made Hitoshi want to throttle the person who would force a child, a damn child , to act like that.

    Uraraka really wanted to send that person into space and let them fall into the cold void of the abyss. But, she couldn’t do that, mostly because that was illegal, but she had to make sure that their young sensei had a good time as a child!

    So, with the cheeriest voice and brightest smile she could muster, she turned and spoke, “So, Shouta, what would you like to get at the shops! You can pick out your clothes, anything you want we’ll get! We can get you some toys as well!”

    Momo nodded, “Mhm! Anything you want. We’ll also go grocery shopping as well so you can choose which foods we buy!”

    Shouta nodded, still slightly bewildered as to what was happening, “Thank you.” Momo couldn’t help but feel that his voice felt off for some reason, it seemed a little too high pitched.

    Uraraka giggled, “No problem!”

    As they all filed out of the bus, the students couldn’t help but be worried after the conversation between Shinsou and Shouta. Why would he need permission to even speak?

    It was decided though that the girls, along with Todoroki and Bakugou, would accompany Shouta on their shopping trip, while the boys would get the groceries with All Might.

    Momo grinned, swinging Shouta’s arm back and forth, which he explained to her during the bus ride that he indeed liked and didn’t mind, “So, Shouta, what would you like to buy first? We can get you some cat themed stuff! Like we said, anything you want!”

    Shouta frowned, “What about money?”

    Momo froze for a second. What type of eight year old was worried about money. She didn’t like this. Behind her Todoroki and Bakugou frowned.

    Thankfully Hagakure jumped in, “Oh, no need to worry about that! Momo’s rich and so is Todoroki, and it’s not like we’re going to buy the whole store! Money’s not a problem!” She smiled, even though the others couldn’t see it.

    Shouta nodded, still a bit uncertain. “Okay, thank you.”

    Mina laughed and ruffled his hair much to his disdain, “No problem! Hey, how about we head in there first!” She pointed to a cute looking shop that had a few hoodies and comfy looking sweaters on display, “You like cats right? We can get you something cat themed!”

    He nodded, still a little shocked at the sudden affection from the pink girl.

    “Can- can we get something yellow too?” He asked.

    Uraraka laughed and nudged him gently, “Of course! Hey, maybe we can find a yellow jacket with cat ears! That would be cute!”

    Momo smiled and continued to swing their hands, “Come on, we should get started now if we want to continue shopping!”

    The girls wandered into the store with Bakugou grumbling and Todoroki following silently behind them.

    They decided it was best for them to split up with Momo and Bakugou staying with Shouta as the others went out to search for anything they’d think he would like.

    “Oi, kid.” Shouta turned and looked to Bakugou who was holding up a soft looking blanket with yellow cats on it, “You think you’d like this?” Bakugou knelt down, jeez this kid is short, and let Shouta feel the material between his fingers.

    He nodded and held onto it when Bakugou let go, “Come on ponytail, kid, let’s see what else we can scrounge up in here.”

    Momo grinned, Bakugou wasn’t fooling anyone with his grumpy mask. He always had an eye for fashion and he wasn’t above spending money or time with people he begrudgingly cared about, which extended to their now de-aged homeroom teacher.

    “Momo! Shouta!”

    Shouta jumped back in surprise as Mina skidded around the corner almost ramming into Bakugou.

    “Eh! Watch it Racoon Eyes!”

    “Sorry! Sorry!”

    Momo laughed as Mina apologized. “What was it you wanted to show us Mina?”

    She visibly brightened as she remembered why she had called out to them. “Right! Ta-da!” From behind her back he produced a dark grey hoodie with cat ears and a tail. “Doesn’t it look cute! And it’s soft too! I made sure! Here, Shouta, you can feel.”

    Mina handed it to him to feel it.

    “It’s soft. I like it, thank you.”

    She laughed, “I knew you would! I’mma head back out to look for more things! Let’s see if I can find you socks.”

    “They better not be weed socks!”

    “Hey! I’m insulted that you would think I’d hand weed socks to a kid Bakugou!”

    Momo grinned, “Come on Shouta, I think we should start finding short sleeves rather than just hoodies and sweaters.”

    He nodded, “Okay. Come on Bakugou.”

    The almost teacher-like tone had both Momo and Bakugou faltering for a second before continuing. Momo with a smile and Bakugou hunched over and muttering to himself.

    Sifting through the racks, Momo couldn’t help but notice that Shouta seemed a bit nervous, eyes looking around from time to time and biting his lower lip. He seemed especially nervous whenever he glanced over to the girl’s section of the store.

    Bakugou noticed as well and glanced at her, the usual sneer turning more into a frown. Momo shrugged, but pointed towards the girl’s section and made an ‘x’ with her fingers. Thankfully he got the hint and nodded, turning away to continue browsing the other items.

    “Momo, Shouta. Look, I found a yellow T-shirt, Kerro.”

    Tsuyu appeared behind them smiled. In her hand she held a pastel yellow short sleeve shirt with thin white stripes, and right above where the heart is was a small grey cat. It made Momo smile.

    “Feel it Shouta, if you want it you can have it.”

    He nodded and reached up to take the shirt, rubbing it between his fingers. “It’s nice, thank you Asui.”   

    Tsu smiled and tilted her head cutely, “Call me Tsu, kerro. I saw Hagakure and Uraraka over there,” she pointed off towards the girl’s section, “I think they saw a cute sweater somewhere there, so they went to go get it. I’ll be back, I’m going to continue looking, kerro.”

    Momo waved goodbye as Tsu walked away. She turned to Bakugou, a frown maring her expression.

    “Kid,” Bakugou started, “If you don’t want something, you don’t need to take it. You got that.”

    Shouta nodded, slowly. “Okay, I got it. I like these ones though.” He held up the three items he’d been handed, “They’re soft and look nice.”

    Bakugou snorted, “Course you do.”

    Momo smiled and rolled her eyes before patting Shouta’s shoulder, “I’m glad you like the clothes Shouta. Bakugou just doesn’t want you to take something you don’t like because someone gave it to you or thought it’d look nice.”

    Shouta nodded, face giving nothing away, “Okay. Thank you Bakugou.”

    Bakugou look startled at the unexpected thank you. His widened eyes narrowed before he scowled and turned away, walking to some other part of the store. “Whatever brat.”

    Shouta frowned and looked up at Momo, “Did I do something wrong?”

    She smiled and laughed, “No, that’s just how Bakugou is. He just wasn’t expecting that, it was very sweet of you Shouta.”

    He nodded and went back to looking at the other clothes lining the racks. Momo smiled. He was such a sweet kid. In his own way of course.

    “Momo! Shouta! There you are!”

    Hagakure’s floating clothes and Uraraka’s smiling face appeared behind a corner, racing over to them with a small pile of clothes in their arms.

    “Hey, check these out! We tried to find the softest clothes, so of course some were in the girl’s department, sorry about that, but look!” Uraraka grinned and pulled out a fuzzy grey sweater with a smiley kitten on it. “This one is super soft! Oh and this!”

    Hagakure pulled out a pair of bright yellow socks with white kittens on it, fluffy and adorable. “You can choose what you want from here! Have a go!”

    Shouta stared in disbelief at the postiviley huge amount of items that was in front of him. Momo could only stare as well. How the two of them had managed to carry these over was a mystery.

    “Momo,” She snapped her attention back to Shouta who was holding his own items up at her, “Could you hold these please?”

    “Of course.” She took the clothes from his small arms and watched as he knelt down and started shifting through. He sorted the ones he liked and didn’t like into two piles. Much to the two girl’s happiness, there were more clothes in the pile he did like than in the one he didn’t like.

    When he was done he gathered up his clothes, “I like these ones, thank you.”

    Uraraka smiled, “No problem! I’m glad you liked most of them though!”

    Hagakure seemed to nod, if the hair clip in her head meant anything. “Yeah! I’m glad you like them!”

    “That’s a lot of clothes.”

    Uraraka jumped and spun around, “Todoroki!”

    Shouta nodded, “Hello, do you have more stuff more me as well?”

    Todoroki nodded and held up two items- actually, two outfits. Uraraka gasped and covered her mouth. “Woah! Those are cute Todoroki!”

    Hagakure bounced, “Yeah! You have great taste!”

    One outfit was a thick black jacket with cat shaped buttons, a simple white shirt underneath, and thick grey pants. The other outfit had a thinner navy blue jacket, a black T-shirt with a simple star design, and black pants.

    Todoroki shrugged, “I just grabbed what I thought would look nice together. Shouta can choose if he likes these, and if he doesn’t I’ll keep looking.”

    “So, which one would you like Shouta?” Momo asked. She thought that both outfits looked fine, but it was up to him.

    “I like the navy blue one.” Shouta pointed out.

    Todoroki nodded and handed it over, “I saw a cat beanie nearby, would you like to come with me to see it?”

    Shouta nodded, “Yes please.”

    Momo smiled and shifted the pile of clothes she had to the other hand so she could reach out and swing Shouta’s hand.

    “Uraraka and I will see if there are any shoes! Maybe we can find Mina and Tsuyu as well!” Said Hagakure.

    “Oh, and if you see Bakugou, please tell him that we should be leaving in a few minutes if we want to buy more stuff.” Momo called out. Uraraka nodded and they disappeared behind a corner.

    “Come on then Shouta, let’s go see that beanie!”


    Midoriya frowned, standing in front of the dairy section with a million questions racing through his mind. Something didn’t feel right with Shouta, even now that he’s talking it always seems as though he’s trying to not draw attention to himself. His eyes narrowed and his frown deepened. Besides, no child should have to be given permission to talk.


    “Aaaaaaahhhh- oh, hi Tokoyami.” Midoriya smiled sheepishly. “Sorry about that, I wasn’t paying attention.”

    Tokoyami nodded, “It’s fine. Did you get the milk and yogurt?”

    “Oh, yeah! Momo wanted the peach and Hagakure wanted the strawberry right.”

    Midoriya reached out for the yogurt and put them in his basket with the four gallons of milk. When living in a house full of teenagers, one had to buy things in bulk.

    “You were thinking about sensei a bit ago weren’t you.”

    Midoriya nodded, his lips turning down. “Yeah.”

    Tokoyami sighed and shifted his own basket to his other hand.  “I don’t like this, which is not something I admit easily Midoriya.”

    He nodded. He understood that if Tokoyami was nervous, then there really was reason to be concerned. “I know. He wasn’t eating earlier too, and the only reason why he finished his plate is because Todoroki showed him it was okay to eat.”

    “There’s a reason for that, and I’m not sure if I want to find out.” Tokoyami muttered. “Sensei likes those jelly pouches right? Maybe we can give his kid version some applesauce.”

    Midoriya grinned and nodded, “You just want to buy some applesauce don’t you?”


    He laughed and started walking, “Anyways, I think it’s a great idea Tokoyami. Now,” his pace increased and he pointed to a random section of the store, “To the applesauce!”

    “You’re going the wrong way.”

    “To the applesauce!”


    “Aww, what a cute hat Shouta!” Mina exclaimed.

    Momo smiled, holding his hand in her left and the bags in her right. “Yes, Shouto helped pick it out!”

    The beanie currently sitting on Shouta’s head was all black and shaped like a kitten’s head with its tongue sticking out. Shouto had shown it off and allowed Shouta to feel, kneeling down like one would imagine a knight showing off a great treasure. Momo smiled at the memory, it was too cute.

    Bakugou scowled, “Yeah, yeah. Oi, Ponytail, we got some more stuff for the kid.” Jirou nodded, holding up her own bag.

    She smiled, “Thank you everyone. Come on, let’s see if we can find some toys or anything interesting for Shouta!”

    Uraraka nodded and leaned down a bit, “Anything you would like to get? Oh, I know a place where they sell these huge plushies! So big you could nap on it! Would you like to see?”

    Shouta nodded, “Yes please.”

    “Perfect! It’s on the second floor!” Uraraka reached out and let Shouta grab her hand, swinging it back and forth much like how Momo was. He let it happen, in fact, he seemed to take comfort in the motion.

    Bakugou rolled his eyes but followed as well, keeping a few steps back with Mina and Jirou . Todoroki was near the front with Jirou and Tsu, who were talking about a type of music they like to listen to.

    Hagakure’s bracelets waved by her side and her shoes left the ground every now and then. She skipped along by Momo, Shouta, and Uraraka, pointing out things that she thought were cute as they made their way to the second floor.

    “Here we are!” Uraraka raised her hand, presenting the store.

    Momo’s eyes widened. She could already see from just outside the window the size of the plushies. There a bunny one the size of All Might!

    “Can we actually get one?” Shouta tugged on her hand.

    Momo nodded and stepped forward and into the store, “Of course! Although we can only get one, I’m afraid that two might take up all the space in the bus.” She laughed.

    The others followed in. Hagakure gasped and lifted up a small green bunny plushie, “Oh my gosh! Do you think we should get this for Midoriya! It looks just like his costume!”

    Uraraka smiled, “Oh yeah! He’ll definitely like that one!”

    “We should get this one for him as well.”

    They turned to see Todoroki holding up a slightly bigger, yellow plushie with blue eyes. It looked almost exactly like All Might.

    Mina gasped and waved her hands excitedly in front of her, “Oh my god! We should totally get that! Midoriya would be so embarrassed!”

    Uraraka laughed, “Oh! Do you think All Might will be embarrassed as well?”


    Bakugou growled, “Shut up! Anyways, we’re supposed to be getting something for the kid.”

    Jirou nodded, “Yeah, but bring those as well.”

    Tsu frowned and tilted her head, “Where is Shouta anyways?”

    They froze. Momo looked down, only to find an empty space where he should have been earlier.

    “What the hell! Where did that brat go!” Bakugou swore.

    “I-it’ll be fine! He can’t have gone far, and I don’t think he’d leave the store! Let’s split up so we can find him!” Mina said. Momo nodded, trying to keep a level head as they seperated.

    “Shouta! Shouta, can you call out please!” Mina shouted. Oh no, what if something happened to him. They shouldn’t have taken their eyes off of him. What if the League of Villains saw them and followed them! What if they took him like they took Bakugou!



    She gasped and stepped back when she heard the familiar voice.

    “Shouta!” She ran to him and knelt down, “Where were you! We were all so worried when we didn’t see you with us?” She frowned and held his hands.

    He looked at her, head tilted in confusion. “You were busy so I was going to find something and get you later.” His lips turned down a bit in an almost frown, “Was I bad?”

    Mina shook her head, dispelling the lingering fear she had felt earlier. “No, no you’re not bad Shouta. You just had us worried. Tell us next time you want to go, okay.”   

    He nodded, “Okay. I don’t know why you’re worried, though, I was right behind the shelf.”

    Mina sighed, “That’s not what I was worried about. We were worried because we wouldn’t be able to do anything until we got to you if you were taken or hurt.”

    Shouta nodded, “Oh, okay. I won’t worry you again.”

    She smiled, “Thank you. Did you find anything you like?”

    He pointed to a plushie beside them, “I like this one. I lie on it and it’s still pretty big. It’s also soft.”

    The plushie pretty big, almost as big as herself. She could see why he’d like it though. It was big, and running her hand against it, very soft. Surprisingly, instead of a cat like she would have expected, he had chosen a pink shark. It, actually looked a bit like Kirishima.

    She smiled, “Oh, I think this is an excellent choice. I’ll get it and we can go find the others!” Mina held out her hand and once she felt his hand in hers, started to swing it slowly.

    Hefting the plushie on her shoulder, she smiled down at Shouta. “Come on then, let’s buy this and we can get you a treat!”


    The two walked back to the front of the store where Todoroki and Jirou already were. “Hey you two! I found Shouta, and his plushie!”

    She presented both, “Ta-da! Isn’t the shark cute! It kind of reminds me of Kirishima!”

    Jirou smiled and let out a sigh of relief, “Thank goodness you found him. Nice choice kid, I like it.” Todoroki nodded.



    Mina turned around in time to see Momo, Uraraka and the others run at them. “Hey everyone! I found him, he was right behind the shelf!”

    Momo dropped to her knees in front of him and wrapped her arms around him, “Thank god you’re safe! We were very worried.” She leaned back so she could look at him, a frown placed on her face.

    Shouta nodded and pointed at herself, “Mina already told me that I can’t go on my own. I’m sorry for worrying you all. Mama doesn’t care as much and let’s me do what I want usually.”

    They stiffened. Mina’s grip tightened ever so slightly on his hand and a frown crossed her face. Bakugou growled and crossed his arms.

    “Listen brat, we’re not like your mama. You have to stick with us, got it. We have to know that you’re safe.”

    Shouta nodded, curious as to why they were like this. “Okay.”

    Mina forced a smile and shook Shouta’s hand to get his attention, “Anyways, we should check out this thing! And then when we get home, we can all have a good nap! Does that sound good?”

    He nodded, “Sounds good.”

    She looked back up at Bakugou, “Okay then, we’ll meet you all outside! We’ll be back in about five minutes.” Getting the hint, Bakugou nodded back and stepped away so they could make their way to the counter where a small line was already forming. The rest of them all left the store and stood outside by the doors.

    It was quiet for a few moments before Uraraka broke it. “What type of mother leaves their child to do as they want! They could be taken! Or hurt!” She growled.

    Jirou frowned, “He’s so used to it. I don’t like that.”

    Momo’s eyes were narrowed and the look on her face could have made Shigaraki think twice about coming after them. Bakugou and Todoroki were the same.

    “What the hell.” She said darkly. Jirou looked slightly shocked at Momo’s words.

    “No kid should be that used to it. Shouta shouldn’t have been left alone by his, Mama .” She spat.

    Uraraka nodded, “Yeah. What do we do now though. I doubt we’d be able to find her now. Hopefully she’d be dead.”

    Even Bakugou was taken aback.

    “I think the best we can do now, is reverse the damage. Just be there for him.” Todoroki said, “Make sure he stays safe and healthy.”

    Tsu nodded, “I agree, there’s nothing we can do now. I think Mina and Shouta should be done now, and when we get back to the dorms we can tell everyone else.”

    They nodded. Yeah, all they could do now was help fix the damage. Mina walked out of the store, a bag of the bunny plushies they had earlier in Shouta’s free hand, and the big pink shark in Mina’s other.

    Momo smiled, “You ready to head back and get the others?”

    He nodded. Uraraka grinned and reached out to touch the shark, “I like the plush you chose Shouta, it’s soft and it looks nice!”

    “It reminded me of Kirishima.”

    She giggled, “Is that why you chose it?”

    Shouta nodded, “He’s loud, but he’s nice and kind. I like him, and you.”

    Uraraka practically squealed, “Aw! That’s so cute, thank you! I like you too Shouta.” Momo smiled and placed wrapped her arm around Jirou’s shoulder, whose ears turned a bright red.

    “Come on then, I already texted the others. We’re to wait in the parking lot until they arrive. We can pick up a snack on the way.”

    Mina smiled and rocked back and forth on her toes, “That sounds great! All this shopping and walking made a bit hungry. How about you Shouta? We can get some candy or ice-cream!”

    He shrugged, “Candy would be nice.”

    Mina laughed and swung their hands, “Candy it is!”

    Hagakure clapped her hands, if the jingling of her bracelets and the noise was anything to go by, “I saw a store near the front of the mall! We can head there!”

    Tsuyu nodded, “That sounds good.”

    “Alright then! Lead the way Hagakure!”


    Kirishima glanced down at his phone to see a text sent to them from Momo saying they were nearly done shopping.

    The next text he received was from Mina who sent a picture of a big, pink shark.

        Cotton Candy: LOOK!

        Cotton Candy: Shouta chose this cuz he said it reminded him of you!

        Cotton Candy: ITS SO CUTE!!

    Kirishima couldn’t help the wide smile that spread across his face as he sent a reply.

        CUTIESHIMA: I am Honored!!!


He turned towards Kaminari and Sero, waving his phone and shouting. “Guys! Check it out! Mina sent me a text!” He showed them the picture.

    Kaminari grinned, “Ha, young sensei is so cute!” Sero nodded, his own delight evident.

    “He’s so manly! I love him!” Kirishima shouted.

    “Dude, you talking about the shark or Shouta.”


    Sero rolled his eyes, “Very clever. Anyways, we should tell All Might that they’re done shopping for sensei.”   

    Kaminari grinned and swung his arm around the other’s shoulder, “Oh please, I’m pretty sure Midoriya already told him. Those two are so close.”

    Kirishima nodded, “That’s true, we should probably find him though and meet up with the others.”

    Sero nodded, “Let’s check these out then. Did-”

    “Oh, hey guys!”

    “Hey Midoriya! Hey Tokoyami!”

    They walked over and Sero glanced down at their baskets, “Do you have everything?”

    Midoriya smiled, “Yup! Oh, and Tokoyami got some applesauce for sensei as well!”

    Kirishima grinned and shot him a thumbs up, “Super manly of you dude! I’m sure Shouta would appreciate it!”

    Tokoyami seemed sheepish as he replied, “Yeah, yeah. We should leave now though. All Might said to meet up at the the check out and then meet up the others in the parking lot.”

    Midoriya nodded, “Mhm! I want so see what the girls got!”

    Kaminari smiled and swung his other arm around Midoriya’s neck, dragging him closer to him and Sero, “That’s the spirit dude! Man, I wonder how Bakugou and Todoroki are holding up! Ha, I wonder if he’s exploded something yet.”

    Sero rolled his eyes, “Oh come on man, even Bakugou wouldn’t hurt a kid. I hope.”

    Kirishima laughed and walked besides Tokoyami, “Nah, I don’t think so. Bakugou’s come a long way since the start of the school year.” Midoriya nodded and started walking as well, “Yeah, Kaachan’s come a long way!”


    “Young Kirishima! Young Tokoyami!”

    Kirishima grinned and walked faster to All Might, “Hey sensei! Check it out, Tokoyami got sensei some applesauce since he likes those juice pouches. Super manly right!”

Tokoyami rolled his eyes,“Why are you guys making a big deal? It’s just applesauce.”

    Midoriya laughed, “Because it’s really nice and considerate.” Looking around, he noticed that about everyone was there, putting their items on the conveyor belt. Everyone except-

    “Hey, where’s Kouda and Ojirou? Did they find what they’re looking for yet?”

    All Might frowned, his bangs hanging over his skeletal face. “I’m not sure, I saw them a few minutes ago and they seemed to be doing okay. Maybe you should check on them.” To make sure they’re okay, went unsaid.

    Kirishima nodded, “Come on Midoriya, Sero, let’s go find out boys!”

    Sero rolled his eyes but walked with them nonetheless, “‘Our boys?’ Really Kiri?”

    “Of course! They’re our boys! The best boys!” He practically skipped, looking down the aisles in search of their, boys. Midoriya grinned.

    “Maybe they’re near the fruits and vegetables? We can try there.”

    “Great idea, My First Errand!”

    He groaned and covered his face with his hands, “Aw c’mon Sero, it’s been forever! Let it die!”

    Sero grinned and slapped him on the back, “No way dude! It’s too good to let die!”

    “It’s super cute Midoriya! Let Sero have his fu- oh hey! It’s Kouda and Ojirou!” Kirishima interrupted himself. “Guys! Hey!” He ran off to meet the two, who were indeed, by the fruits and vegetables.

    Sero rolled his eyes and jogged after him, “Wait up Kiri! Come on My First Errand!”

    “Let it die!”

    Kouda smiled and waved when he saw Kirishima running over with Sero and Midoriya hot on his tails. Ojirou turned and grinned, his tail moving behind him. “Hey guys. What are you two doing?”

    “Dude, we were all supposed to meet up a few minutes ago to check out our stuff! We were kind of worried.” Kirishima frowned.

    “Oh.” Ojirou grinned sheepishly and his tail swished behind him, “Sorry about that, Kouda and I were trying to find the thing on our list before we go. Good thing is, we found it!” He held up his basket to show off their items, “We were actually about to head back actually. Sorry for worrying you!”

    Kouda nodded, frowning and signed, ‘Sorry about that! We didn’t realize that so much time had past.’

    Sero grinned and shrugged, “No problem! Come on, let’s head back so everyone else doesn’t get even more worried.”

    Kouda grinned, ‘Okay! I hope the girls and sensei had a good time!’

    Kirishima brightened and pulled out his phone, almost hitting himself in his excitement. “Oh! That reminds me! Check this out!” He sandwiched himself between the two and showed them his screen.

    “Mina and the others took him to a shop and he got a big pink shark! They even said he got it because it reminded him of me! He’s so cool!” Kirishima grinned, and Midoriya swore he saw actual stars in his eyes.

    Ojirou grinned and leaned in closer to look at the picture, “Ha, that’s too cute. Sensei’s such a softy.”

    Kouda smiled and signed, ‘That’s adorable! I hope they had fun!’

    Sero snickered and bumped shoulders with Midoriya, “They probably did, but we should really head back now.”

    Midoriya nodded and smiled at the four of them, “Yeah! I think they’re all done so it’s just your guys’ stuff! We need to meet the girls in the parking lot.”

    Ojriou nodded, his tail shifting behind him as they started walking to the front of the store.


    “Young Ojirou! Young Kouda! There you are!”

    He smiled, “Sorry sensei! We lost track of time!”

    Toshinori grinned, “It’s okay my boy! As long as you’re safe. Now, we should be meeting the others soon! Come along!”

    Shinsou ended up walking beside Kaminari and Kirishima, who were talking about the picture Mina sent him. He took a glance and couldn’t help a small smile spread across his face. It was pretty cute.

    “Yo, Shinsou!”

    He glanced curiously at Kaminari and Kirishima, who were both smiling wildly at him. He felt nervous for some reason.

“You know sensei pretty well right? You trained with him before being transferred?” Kaminari asked.

Hesitantly, Shinsou nodded.

Kirishima smile got wider, “Does sensei like cute things? We were gonna talk with Satou about making some cat cupcakes or something like that! I don’t think we have yellow food dye so we were hoping you’d know what his second favorite color is!”

Shinsou inwardly sighed, relieved. Thank god, he thought they were going to do something that’d get them in trouble. “Sensei does like the color black, but I don’t think that’ll work, unless the cats are black. He does seem to like the color pink though.”

Kaminari snorted, “Pink? Really?”

“Hey, come on man! Pink is totally a manly color!” Kirishima scolded.

“I was joking! I swear!”

Shinsou rolled his eyes but grinned. “He likes both pastel pink and hot pink too. I think pastel pink would look better though.”

Kirishima blinked before smiling wide and hooking his arm around his shoulder, “Thanks man! Sensei is gonna be so happy! Ha, does sensei even smile? You know other than his ‘It’s a logical ruse!’” He imitated with a laugh and a poor attempt at Aizawa’s Totoro smile.

    Shinsou chuckled and rolled his eyes but nodded. “Yeah, I’ve only seen him smile like, once. It was so different from his ‘it’s a logical ruse’ smile, it was pretty strange.”

    Kaminari nearly shoved Kirishima to the ground as he got closer, putting them to a halt behind the class.

“No way! Really!”

Even Kirishima looked a bit shocked, even though he was the one who asked the question. Shinsou nodded.

    “What did he look like! Is his smile nice!”

    He smirked and started walking again to catch up with the class. Behind him he could hear confused shouts and whines coming from the two, which only made his grin widen.


    “I can see Momo and the others! Hey everyone!” Sero shouted, waving his arms wildly in the air to get their attention.

    Mina turned around and smiled, waving her own hands in a similar fashion. Uraraka saw and started waving a bit as well, not as overly done as them but enough that Sero saw and started running towards them, the rest of the class walking faster to catch up.

    “Sero! Hey everyone!” Mina shouted, hefting up the shark still on her shoulder.

    Momo smiled and made her way over as well, Shouta holding her hand. “Hello! Have you all gotten everything we need?”

    Midoriya smiled, “Yup! Oh, Tokoyami got Shouta some applesauce as well!”

    She smiled, “Aw, that’s so sweet!”

    Tokoyami rolled his eyes, “It’s just applesauce, it’s not a big deal.” He mumbled. Bakugou scoffed, he couldn’t help but agree.

    Momo shrugged, still smiling as she swung Shouta’s hand back and forth. “I know, but it’s still nice.”

    “Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask this but,” Kirishima pointed at Shouta’s and Momo’s joined hands, “Why do you keep swinging his hand?”

    The corner of Shouta’s mouth turned downwards, not entirely a frown but close enough. Slowly he removed his hand from Momo’s and let fall down to his side, clutching the edge of his shirt. The mumbled ‘sorry’ was almost too quiet to hear.

    Kirishima’s eyes widened and he waved his hands in front of him. “Oh, no, no! You don’t need to stop, I was just asking why.” He knelt down in front of him, “It doesn’t bother me, I’m sorry.”

    Momo frowned and held out her hand for Shouta to take, “It’s alright, Kirishima was just asking a question. We can swing hands again if you’d like.”

    Kirishima grinned apologetically, “Sorry, again Shouta.”

    Shouta stared at him, a bit judging and calculating for someone so young. Kirishima grew nervous. Oh shit, he really didn’t mean to make sensei feel bad, that was the last thing he’d want to do. He started to sweat, oh shit , Bakugou and the others look like they want to murder him.

    Slowly, Shouta held out his hand, palm up, to Eijirou. When he didn’t immediately take his hand, Shouta waved a bit, his arm still extended.

    “Swing.” He mumbled.

    Kirishima almost started crying right then and there. Smiling he took Shouta’s hand in his own and stood up, swinging back and forth like he saw Momo do earlier.

    “Thanks for giving me a second chance buddy.” He smiled wider when Shouta nodded.

    Momo practically melted at the sight, it was too cute. Uraraka cooed, “Awww, that’s so adorable! Oh yes!” Uraraka pulled out a small, clear plastic bag of candy from her backpack that she’d brought with her. “Would you like me to hold onto your candy, or would you like to hold it?”

“You hold it please?”

Uraraka nodded, “Of course! Oh, and All Might-sensei!” She called out.

    Toshinori tilted his head, curious, and walked closer so he stood in front of his student, “Yes young Uraraka?”

    Her lips were set into a thin line and her hands fiddled with the hem of her shirt. Toshinori was immediately set on edge and felt the grin her plastered on slip from his face. “Young Uraraka? Is everything alright?”

    “Bakugou and the others,” she frowned, “we would like to talk to you, when we get back to the dorms? Nothing bad happened during our trip, but something alarming did.” Uraraka peered up at him, worry clear in her eyes. It wasn’t the worry that sat him on edge though, but the underlying anger and fury there that anyone would do to not be the target of.

    He nodded, “Of course we can talk young Uraraka.”

    She smiled, relieved, and clapped her hands together. “Thank you sensei! We can talk in the kitchen and have a nice cup of tea!”

    Toshinori smiled, “I’m glad I could help!”

    A loud honking noise drew their attention to the curb where the UA bus was parked. From here, Toshinori could see Midnight waving wildly from the window, pressing down on the wheel and releasing another loud honk from the bus.

    Sero grinned wider and waved back to Midnight-sensei, “Guess we gotta go! Come on Shouta, you’re going to love the dorms!”

    Kirishima nodded and swung their hands a bit more enthusiastically, “Oh yeah! They’re pretty big! Uraraka fell over when she walked through the door!”

    “Hey! It wasn’t that bad!”

    All Might smiled and followed his eccentric class to the bus where Midnight, and the poor bus driver beside her, waited.


    Shouta ended up sandwiched between Kirishima and Sero, Kaminari and Mina sitting in front of them, and Bakugou and Tsu sitting behind them. Currently they were all in a heated conversation about pineapple on pizza that Shouta had curiously asked about. Apparently a couple at the mall had been arguing over the same topic.

    Toshinori grinned and relaxed back against his seat beside Midnight, who was talking animatedly on her phone with her girlfriend, Ms. Joke, if he remembered correctly.

    “All Might-sensei!” Kaminari shouted from his seat, “Is pineapple on pizza good or bad!”

    Toshinori coughed lightly into his elbow, an amused smile decorating his face.

    “Hm, I am not impartial to the topping but I do admit,” he chuckled. “It is a strange thing to put on pizza.”

    Kaminari jumped from his seat and pointed at Bakugou and Mina, “HA! I told you it was weird!”


    “Hey! Pineapple on pizza is not weird!”

    “Kaminari sit down, kerro.”

    He rolled his eyes, folding his arms across his chest as he slumped ungracefully his seat. “Ya’ll are heathens.”

    Sero snickered and flicked the back of the blond’s head, “At least we’re not the ones using the word ‘y'all.’”

    “Hey! ‘Y’all’ is a perfectly acceptable word! Mic-sensei says it and he’s the english teacher!”


    Toshinori coughed, blood dribbling down his chin that he quickly wiped at as Shouta tested out the word. He laughed silently to the side as silence overtook the entire bus.

    Shouta wrinkled his nose and stared pointedly at Kaminari, who had his mouth agape. Toshinori felt like he was staring at a snake out how far his mouth opened. “I don’t like it.”

    Mina cackled loudly as Kaminari scowled and starting shouting. Kirishima and Sero were near tears as Kaminari gestured wildly, defending the word and claiming that anyone who did not think it to be a real word could ‘meet him in the pits.’

    Midnight was grinning so wide Toshinori could feel the ache in his own cheeks.

    “Oh my god, Hizashi would be having a field day with this.” She chuckled.

    He laughed and nodded. Indeed, if Yamada were here he would be proud. Or at least happy that one of his students was defending what everyone knows, his favorite word. Other than yain’t, or y’all’d’ve, or any other number of horrific conjugations.

    Uraraka was laughing, sitting next to Hagakure beside the Bakusquad. “Oh my god, Kaminari.”

    He stood up again, his foot planted on his seat as he exclaimed dramatically, “‘Y’all is an incredibly valid and useful word! Saying ‘you all’ is just gross and unnecessary when you can literally just say one word that sounds better!”

Midnight laughed, “He actually does make a good point.”

Kaminari grinned, and looked back at the others. “Ha! See, Midnight-sensei agrees with me!” Sero rolled his eyes, his signature grin still firmly in place as he swatted at Kaminari’s legs.

“Get down man, you could fall.”

Iida stood, hands chopping the air as he spoke. “Yes! Kaminari please get

off your seat! It would be bad if you were to fall and injure yourself!”

    Kaminari shot him a thumbs up and sat down again.

    All Might smiled, “You sit down too young Iida.”

    “Of course sensei!”

    “Oh we’re here already.” Midnight stood from her seat and made her way to stand by the driver. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened to say something, but Midoriya beat her to it.

    “Is that Gunhead!”

    Uraraka shot to her seat and squealed, “Oh my gosh! I wonder how he’s doing!”

    Tsu frowned and tilted her head, “I wonder what he’s doing here?”

    “Oh, he must be here to see Shouta!” Midnight said.

    Kirishima glanced curiously down at Shouta, “Why would he be here to see sensei?”   

    Midnight smiled lightly, “Gunhead and your sensei are actually quite good friends. He must have been worried.”

    Uraraka smiled, clapping her hands together and tilting her head cutely. “Aw, that’s so sweet! I wonder how long he’s gonna be staying.”

    Hagakure perked up beside her, “Oh! There’s someone else with him as well!”

    Toshinori coughed up blood, surprised as Noamosa stepped out of the car and made to stand on the sidewalk with Gunhead where the bus would park.

    “Oh, it’s the hot police guy!” Kirishima exclaimed.

    Toshinori coughed up even more blood, bending over as Midnight laughed, patting his back lightly. The poor bus driver looked at him in concern before slowing down and putting them to a stop in front of UA.

    Midnight pushed up her red rimmed glasses and held up her hand, “Alright everyone! Please gather your things and get off the bus. The teachers will talk to them. Shouta, please stick with Kirishima and the others.”   

    Kiri smiled and held out his hand for him to take, “Come on then Shouta! You can have some of your candy while we wait!” Shouta nodded and placed his hand in his and they filed out of the bus, Uraraka following behind them already looking for the bag of candy in her backpack.


    “Gunhead! It’s good to see you!” Exclaimed Midnight as she stepped off the bus, All Might in tow.

    “It’s good to see you too Midnight! Is Aizawa alright? I heard he ran into some trouble with some villains yesterday.” His voice obviously laced with concern.

    Nemuri smiled, “Shouta is fine, he got de aged so now we’re taking care of him. He’s with Kirishima and Uraraka.”

    Gunhead perked up at his former intern’s name, “Uraraka! How is she, may I speak with her, and Shouta too if you don’t mind?”

    She grinned, “Not at all! Uraraka, Kirishima, Shouta!” She waved them over.



    Midnight squealed as the two greeted each other. Listen,listen, it was really cute. They’re basically marshmallows wrapped in levels of badassery and fluff.

    “Oh and this must be Kirishima! Hello, I’ve a lot about you and your classmates from your friend!” Kirishima smiled broadly, obviously pleased that Uraraka told Gunhead about him and the others. “Oh my gosh! Is this Aizawa?”

    Gunhead knelt down. Even on his knees he had to slouch to appear smaller to Shouta.

    “Hello, I am Gunhead! I’m a pro hero!” He offered his hand for Shouta to shake, who, with the encouragement of both Kirishima and Uraraka, did.

    Gunhead was beaming inside his mask at the undeniably cute gesture. Getting up from his knees he directed his attention back to Midnight and All Might, suddenly getting quite serious.

    “We’re actually here to talk about Shouta though, and the villains that attacked him.” Beside him Naomosa nodded. “Yes, if we could move this inside UA, it would be ideal.”

    All Might nodded, “Of course. Has Principal Nedzu been contacted about this?”

    Gunhead nodded, “Yes! We wouldn’t have wanted to come without a heads up!”

    Kirishima and Uraraka frowned. The villains that attacked sensei? But they thought they were already put away? Shouta frowned, his hand still in Kirishima’s tightened.

    Bakugou scowled from where he was beside Todoroki and Midoriya. The heroes weren’t being quiet about it, they’re voices easily heard by the other members of class 1-A. Somehow, that worried them more than if they were being quiet about it.

    Midoriya frowned, a million scenarios racing through his mind. Why were they going to talk about the villains? Was something bigger happening? Was sensei in trouble?

    Midnight nodded, “Come on then, we can head to the dorms. I’m assuming the students need to hear this considering we’re not being quiet about it.”

    Naomosa grinned, “Ha, no. Besides, I’m sure even if we did try to keep this quiet, they would find out anyways.”

    All Might laughed sheepishly, “I guess so.”

    Gunhead turned to the class and gave them a thumbs up, “I hope you don’t mind, but I think this is something that you all need to know, especially considering the-uh, circumstances.”

    Kirishima frowned, and looked down at Shouta, who was still clenching his hand and frowning at Naomosa and Gunhead.

    He looked back up at Gunhead, “Be honest with us, is sensei in danger?”

    Gunhead stayed silent for a second before nodding slowly. “He might be, but that is why we must talk. Come, we should head to your dorms, it should be more secure there.”


    “Ta-da! This is where you’ll be staying! With us!” Uraraka pushed forward the double doors leading to the dorms. Kirishima grinned and swung their hands a little faster. “Yeah! You’re gonna like it here man, oh hey you’re probably tired huh.”

    Aizawa yawned, tugging on Kirishima’s hand and pointing towards the couch, “Nap.”

    Kirishima chuckled, of course he would ask to take a nap. “Sure thing buddy, but lets change into something more comfortable. Uraraka, do you think you can take him? I was gonna help put away the food.”

    She nodded and held out her hand for Shouta, “Sure thing! Come on Shouta, we can dress you in something soft and warm!” He nodded and grabbed her hand, following her to the bathrooms.

    Kaminari slung an arm around his shoulder, “Hey, hey, hey! Come on Kiri, we need help with everything, although we could just get Shouji to carry it all.”

    Kirishima laughed and let Kami steer him outside, “You know how that worked last time, he got stuck in the doorway.”

    Kaminari grinned and poked his ribcage, “All the more for you to help out, I’m pretty sure he’s still traumatized from it.”


    Uraraka grinned, swinging both her charges hand and the small bag she had with the cat themed pajamas. Cat themed pajamas. Uraraka giggled to herself. Who knew sensei could be so cute as a kid.

    She opened the doors to the bathrooms with an over exaggerated push as she led him inside.

    “Alright Shouta! We have two pajamas that you chose today!” She set down the bag and turned to face him, holding up the two pieces of clothing. “Would you like the purple one? Or the blue one?”

    “Blue please.”

    She laughed and set the purple pair back in the bag. “Good choice! Come now, I’ll help you take off you shirt and we’ll get you dressed.”

    Uraraka should have felt a little weird telling her sensei to undress so she could dress him, but he’s a kid. A cute one, too. She wanted to squish his cheeks so badly!

    She tugged at the end of shirt and urged him to out his hands up so she could pull it over his head. As she lifted it, her eyes widened and she had to stop a gasp from the small scars that littered his stomach. Realizing that she was probably taking too long, she pulled the shirt up farther and over his head. The damage was even worse.

    A scar, so light that it must have been from when he was much younger, traveled from his collarbone to his shoulder, and a small burn rested on his right side. It was almost expertly placed that Uraraka wouldn’t have noticed it if his hands weren’t up. She grimaced as she could see his ribs and scars that stretched across his skin.

    Horror gripped her tight and she felt like choking. Pushing through it, she numbly pulled the pajama shirt over his head and tugged, dressing him in the soft clothes.

    “Uraraka, pants?”

    Shaking herself out of it, she gave him a shaky, apologetic smile and handed him his pants and turned away to give him some privacy.

    She wanted to ask about the scars. She wanted to know who gave him them. Uraraka felt cold, consuming, anger fill her as she thought about anyone who would hurt another so badly as to give them scars. That burn scar-

    She shuddered.

    Uraraka remembered burning her hand on the stove once when she was younger, and the pain that came had her screaming. She couldn’t imagine that same pain being applied somewhere so sensitive.

    “I’m done, can I take a nap now?” Shouta asked.

    She turned around and grinned, the pajamas looked adorable. A little too big considering how skinny he is so that the sleeves covered his hands, only showing his fingers.

    “Yeah, come on let’s go back to the common room and you can nap there.” She put his clothes in the bag and stood up, offering her hand to hold.

    “Thank you.”

    Uraraka swallowed. He shouldn’t have to thank her for something so simple. She couldn’t help but think of those scars that outlined his small body, the way she could see his bones, how fragile his grip seemed in her hand.

    She swallowed down her questions and forced a smile on her lips. “It’s no problem! Come, the others are waiting.”

    She nudged open the bathroom door and together, they walked back towards the common rooms.


    Mina grinned and ran towards them as they appeared around the corner, the others already done with putting away the food.

    “Hey Shouta! Kirishima brought down a blanket and a pillow for you. Uraraka, Mr. Naomosa, Gunhead, and All Might-sensei are waiting for us in the dining area. I’ll meet with you guys once he falls asleep!”

    Mina took Shouta’s hand and led him back to the common room, leaving Uraraka to go meet with everyone else.

    Tsuyu grinned as Uraraka sat down next to her and pushed her some sliced apples, which she took gratefully. Mina came in next after a minute, obviously having succeeded in putting Shouta to sleep.

    All Might cleared his throat and the small, idle chatter that filled the space quieted down.

    “Naomosa, Gunhead, if you two would like to tell us what you need to tell us concerning Aizawa.”

    Mr. Naomosa sighed and slouched forward, resting his hands on the table and drumming his fingers against the surface anxiously. Gunhead sat next to him, back straight and stiff with his arms crossed over his chest.

    “As you all know, Eraserhead was turned into a child last night while on patrol with another underground hero.” He grimaced and his hand tightened into a fist. “It was no mistake that Eraser was turned into a child by a villain with a regression quirk. The other hero brought both the villain and eraser to the office. Through interrogation, we found out that eraser was targeted, has been targeted for a few days now, by an organization. They had sent the regression quirk-wielder to weaken him and kill him.”

    He paused and leaned back, slouching against the back of the chair and fixing them all with a tired gaze. “He still is targeted, which is why I’m telling you students as well and not just the teachers. According to the villain, the quirk should wear off in about a week or two, which is enough time for the organization to send someone else after him, now that he’s a child and can’t defend himself.

    “So we are asking you students to be on the lookout, for anyone suspicious or dangerous that comes near him. We are asking you to help protect him.” At this Mr. Naomosa smiled, “Aizawa and I had known each other for a few years and I see him as a friend. And as his friend, he’s constantly complaining to me about this classes and how incompetent some of them are. But, not once has he complained to me about you. Although, he has complained that some of you should protect and care about yourself more.”

    Naomosa’s smile widened, “You’re a good class, full of potential to become heroes, so I have no doubt that you will be able to protect him.” He pushed out his chair and stood up, “Now, Gunhead and I have to relay this information to the others, I will leave you now, thank you for your time.”

    As Gunhead and Mr. Noamosa moved to the entryway back into the hall, Uraraka frowned and called for them to wait. The others stared at her questioningly.

    The two paused, not expecting to be called back.

    Wringing her hands together, she looked at them, worry and fear shining in her eyes.

    “I-I have a question, or a-a favor, to ask. If that’s alright.”

    Mr. Naomosa nodded, “Of course, is there anything you would like to know?”

    “Was- oh man-” She mumbled, “Sorry, I just-I don’t really know how to word it.”

    “It’s okay, you can keep trying.” Gunhead said reassuringly.

    She nodded, shooting him a small smile before turning serious again. “When he was hit with the regression quirk, were his age and his memories the only things changed?”

    Gunhead tilted his head questioningly. Naomosa stiffened before stepping forward and asking, “What do you mean?”

    Uraraka twisted her shirt and bit her lip. “When I was helping him dress, he had these little scars all over his body, some looked really old and some looked like they were still healing. He had a burn too, on his side under his arm. I was wondering if those were injuries he had when he was an adult, or if. . .”

    The room was deadly quiet, no one even daring to breathe.

    Noamosa’s brows furrowed, “I-I do not think he had those injuries as an adult. But the burn does sound familiar, I’ll look into it.” He started to walk away briskly, but before he could exit the building he turned around and looked Uraraka in the eyes. “We’ll figure this out, thank you for bringing this to my attention.”

    The door shut behind them.