Aizawa's povIt was getting near the end of my night patrol when I heard someone scream
"What the hell am I going to do now?" Their voice cracked at the end, you could tell their by their voice they had been crying.'Damn I felt that in my heart' I thought to myself. I walked around in the park to see where the scream came from. I found a young boy that looked around sixteen, sitting on a bench. He had a black duffle bag by his leg and a guitar case beside the duffle bag.
I could smell the weed from where I was standing. Why the hell was this smoking weed? His hands were on his knees as he was hunched over. I walked over to him when I was startled by the boys harsh voice.
"What the hell you want hobo?" The boy said taking hit from his blunt.
"I'm not a hobo, thank you very much. I am an underground pro hero. Now tell me why a kid is smoking weed and is not at home?" I said in a monotone voice
"Well fuck my life even more. And bold of you to assume I have a fucking home." The boy said sadly
Was this boy homeless?
"What happened?" I asked sitting down beside him. Under the street lights I could see his face. He had dark green hair and freckles that were scattered on his cheeks. His eyes were dark green but his eyes held so much sadness. There was a hand print on his left cheek. Was he being abused at home?
"My only parent kicked me out cause he found my weed. I can't help it, the weed is the only thing that makes me feel something man" The boy said taking another hit from the half smoked blunt.
What a fucking bad parent! So I guess he was being abused? I was getting pissed off but didn't show it. Instead of kicking the kid out, why didn't the parent help him? I hope he has more relatives that could keep him. This was very sad...
"and I only have one friend and I can't burden him, he already deals with his shit dad. Fuck man." He said said slumping his shoulders down in defeat.
"So what's your name problem child?" I asked,
"Izuku Midoriya"
"My name is Shota Aizawa. And your name is very familiar?" I said, didn't a pro hero have that last name? It seemed very familiar.
"You mean you're THE eraserhead? How the hell did I get so lucky to meet my favorite hero. I guess something good came out of my shit night." He said in excitement
"How the hell did you know who I am?" I asked in amazement. Wow how smart was this fucking problem child?
"I am very smart Shota. I know everything about heros and villains. And my dad is a pro hero named dragon." Izuku explained.
How what an ass, that was not how a hero should act. This made me even more pissed off! I didn't show it though.
"Well how about you come to my place and we can figure out how to deal with this later?" I asked. I would have to see if he has any more relatives or he would be put in foster care.
"Are you sure? I don't want to be a burden Shota." Izuku asked with sadness in his voice.
"Yes I'm sure kid, now come on. Also how old are you anyways?"
"I'm sixteen." He said taking the last hit of his blunt then threw it down and smashed it under the soul of his black combat boots.
"Do you need help with your things?" I asked.
"If you don't mind?"
"Not at all problem child." I said picking up his duffle bag and we walked to my car. We got in buckled up and drove to my house. Soon we got to the house, I parked the car and we got out.
"I like the house hobo!" He said in excitement.
"Whatever kid."
I took out my house keys and unlocked the front door, then turned on the lights and we walked inside
"There's a guest room down the hallway the left door next to the bathroom. My friend forgot to shut the bathroom door so you'll see it. You need sleep kid, ya look tired as shit." I explained to the problem child
"Thank you!" Izuku said then carried his stuff to the guest room. This kid was so cute he reminded me of a cat. (A/N i almost spelt cat with a K lmao)
Hopefully the kid can get some good sleep. I didn't want the kid to go to foster care, I wouldn't like to admit it. But the foster care treated kids like objects. And I did not want the kid to be abused by the wrong family.
Maybe I could adopt him? If no one of his family wanted him. I mean who wouldn't want that cute kid? I really shouldn't get my hopes up. I called my detective friend to run a back ground check on the kid. On the second ring he picked up, I knew tonight he was working late.
"Hello Aizawa? Why are you calling so late?" He asked
"Could you run a back ground check on an Izuku Midoriya? I found the kid in a park with all of his stuff. He said his dad kicked him out and he had a slap mark on his cheek. Im worried that he was being abused..." I said
"Alright I can do that? Where is the kid now?" He asked
"Well I took the kid in, he's in my guest room." I said walking to the guest room to check on him. The door was open wide and he was laying across the bed passed out. Poor kid...
"Alright I have it. So his mother Inko died giving birth to him and his quirk is like his dads but it's a toxic green color instead of red. And there were call complaints about screaming coming from their house late at night. It seems your assumptions were right. I am glad he is out of that house hold. And he doesn't have any other relatives, so he will end up in foster care." He said sadly.
"Um well, the kid has already grew on me. So I was wondering if you could get the adoption papers. This kid is very smart he knew my personal name and he knew that I was eraserhead..." I said in amazement
"Wow he is smart. And are you sure you want to adopt him?" He askes
"Yeah I'm sure. So where does he go to school?" I asked
"He already graduated from middle school and lets just say the school has been closed down do to quirk discrimination and abused from teachers and the principal was put in jail for molesting a kid." The detective said in anger.
"So he's in highschool?" I asked.
"Yeah it seems his dad enrolled him in online school. His grades are amazing Shota!" The detective said in amazement.
"How powerful is his quirk? I asked in curiosity.
"Very powerful, but the downside is that if he gets angry it gets out of control. It said here that in middle school he had used his quirk on a kid. He was sent to the hospital but Izuku said it was in self defense. And I can get you the papers by tomorrow."
"Alright thank you. I'll be letting you go then."
"Alright talk to you tomorrow." He said hanging up the phone.
I was still standing by the door, I walked to the closet and grabbed a blanket. Then took off his shoes and put the blanket on the problem child. I put his shoes by the door and turned out the lights. I shut the door and walked to my room. I got under the covers and went to sleep. Having one thought on in my head.
"Would he even want me as a parent?"