The game

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Locking in his gauntlets, doubling checking every pocket had its intended contents.

"Ready to take on the world!" Sunshine pumped his fists into the air.

Dark clothing allowing him to merge into the shadows, his visor scanning the vicinity. Cat ears picked up the slightest of noises and built up the image of the landscape. The city was extremely quiet tonight Sunshine thought to himself. Shuffling up a drainpipe reaching the rooftops, his home. Smile growing as he straight up to bolted in one direction, night time cooling down his every warming body.

By the time he'd reached the right rooftop, he'd already stopped four crimes and had a casual conversation with a crying kid. He stopped the recognizable black-clothed figure with his white scarf/capture weapon tightly wrapped around his neck.

"Hey, Eraserhead! Sorry, I'm late. Woah! What are you doing!" Eraserhead's capture weapon was wrapped around him, trapping his arms.

"You are one seriously problematic child!" Eraserhead scolded Sunshine, large bags lay under his eyes.

"You're seriously mad with me aren't you..." Head hung limp, barely even a whisper escaped his lips.

"Yes and no. How long have you been an information broker kid?" Eraserhead sighed eyeing Sunshine carefully.

"Not long after I became a vigilante." Sunshine shrugged.

"Seriously! You really are a problem child! Anything else I need to know about you?" Eraserhead pinched the bridge of his noise sighing heavily.

"If I had more it would be personal and that I'm not quite ready to tell you." Sunshine grinned cheekily. 

Eraserhead glared at the child, mood shifting at the sight of his smile. "So when would I be told?"

"I don't know? Depends on how desperate you are to find out?" The helmet hides Sunshine's face and it's what he's recognized for, other than his fluffy tail. However, Eraserhead just knew the suspicious eyes he was receiving from the younger. "How about this! We play a game that will lead you to my civilian self! I will give you a clue and if you give up then our relationship will remain the same as it was before."

"Seriously." Eraserhead grumbled, face sinking into his scarf. 'Damn problem kid! But if that's the way he wants to play then this could be fine.' "Fire away." A smirk formed on Eraserhead's lips.

"I knew you'd bite! Okay! This game will begin at next year's UA entrance exam, but you can depict the riddle while waiting. I will provide a clue each month!" Fluffy tail wagging like an excited puppy. Eraserhead smiled softly at Sunshine's childish behaviour, sometimes he forgot how young the kid was. "Oh! Also! You can get help from people."

"Sounds good. Now, what's this clue..."

-later that evening-

"I can't believe this kid!" Aizawa groaned, scribbling out another one of his failing theories.

"You okay Sho?" Hizashi walked in, looking over his husband's shoulder a soft smile on his face. 

"No! The kid gave me a game instead of a name!" Aizawa groaned louder, head hitting the back of the couch.

"Hahaha! This kid really likes to drive you up the walls, huh?" Hizashi laughed, letting his arms drape over Aizawa's shoulders. "Though I'm sure he'll give you more hints! Maybe Nezu/Nedzu will be able to help?"

"Yeah, I guess getting that satanic rat to help might be my only option for the time being." Aizawa slumped onto the desk, groaning once again.

"Why don't you and I go to sleep and in the morning give Nezu/Nedzu a ring?" Hizashi suggested.

"Fine!" Aizawa huffed, picking himself up and leaving a mess on papers in the living room.

-What will happen next! Bye! See you next time I write! I hope you're enjoying these chapters though!- 

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