Izuku Aizawa

Part 7: Am I Happy?

Ok guys, bare with me. This will be my first original chapter, so it might be a little rough. I hope you like it though!

We were all still in the treehouse planning how to get me away from Hisashi. Eraserhead thought the less I knew the better it would go, incase I accidently gave Hisashi information. Or if he beat it out of me, but we didn't mention that. He told me the basics of the plan, but that it would take a couple of days to get the paper work in order. 

"Since you're not 18, you'll either go to another family member, or get put into foster care. Do you know of any other family members?" asked Eraserhead.

I shook my head. I didn't have anyone accept..."Maybe my biological dad? But I don't know who that is, and I doubt he knows I exist. Other than that, I don't have anyone." It seemed like more than a coincidence that Eraserhead and I had the same name and the same quirk, but there wasn't anyway that he could be my dad. I could never be that lucky. 

I looked up to see that Eraserhead was avoiding my gaze. Maybe it's just pity. Or maybe there's something else. Shame maybe? What would he be ashamed about? It's not like it's his fault I don't have any family left. 

"Well, I don't want to make you go into foster care. The system isn't a good place to be. It's better than being homeless, but it would be best to have a family member. I could do a background check and try to find your father." He paused for a moment before continuing, "Although, if I don't find him, there is another option. But I want to ask you first."

"Ok, what is it?" I asked.

He met my gaze and took a deep breath. "I could adopt you. I'm financially stable, and you wouldn't have to go through foster care. Also, if I'm right... no never mind. It's just something to think about."

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak. I thought he was joking for a second, but is that really the kind of thing that you joke about? 

"You're being serious right? You're not joking?" I asked hesitantly. 

"No problem child, I'm not joking." he said with a small chuckle. 

I wouldn't even have to change my name if he adopted me. But, if we found my biological father, is there any guarantee that he won't be just like Hisashi? And, if we did find him, would Eraserhead adopting me be completely out of the question?

I voiced my questions and was met with an answer. "It's up to you. However, if we find your biological father he might insist on taking you. But, if you would still rather have me adopt you, we might be able to figure something out. We could get the court involved and I could get custody, but there's no guarantee. The court might decide that it's best to have you with a biological father, or that it's the fathers right because you're related by blood."

Why was everything suddenly so complicated? On one hand, I might be getting out of this nightmare that is my life, but on the other hand, there might be a court battle? 

"Well, I guess we should try to find my biological father, just to keep my options open. We might not even be able to find him," or maybe he's an alcoholic or in jail and can't legally take custody of me, "but I think I should at least know what my options are."

"Ok. It's getting pretty late, I'll make some calls in the morning and see what I can put together before the end of the week. Just be prepared." He started to walk out the door, but turned around to ask something else, "I almost forgot. I need your address, where do you live?"

Well isn't this a fun question. I didn't really want to tell him, but I wrote it down on a piece of paper and handed it to him. He put it in his pocket and left. 

The other two boys had been silent during most of the conversation. I had almost forgotten they were there. I just looked at them unable to say anything. The weight of everything that just happened was too much to process. I wasn't sure what it meant to finally be away from Hisashi. My life had been the same cycle of abuse since I was four. What would it be like living in a normal, loving household? What if I messed it up? Would it just go back to how it is with Hisashi? Crap, what if I do something wrong!? 

Kacchan and Kaminari walked over to me and pulled me into a tight hug. All of my built up worries were being slowly washed away. They weren't gone, but even a little bit of relief felt so good. Everything that had been building up for the past ten years was slowly dissolving. I could feel tears forming at the corners of my eyes. Am I happy? If I'm happy then why am I crying? Am I even aloud to be happy? 

"How do you feel?" Asked Tsuki. 

I wasn't sure. I don't know if this is what happiness is supposed to feel like. Is this relief? 

"I think.. I think I'm happy." I smiled at them. A genuine, warm smile. And it felt good. It felt.. normal? 

Tsuki and Kami looked surprised that I smiled. They smiled back and hugged me again. I accepted the hug this time. I embraced this new feeling. Even if this isn't what happiness feels like, it's the closest thing I have. 

Happy...

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Hi everyone! Sorry it took so long to update, my power was out for 40 hours because it snowed! It never snows in Texas! Our house got down to 40 degrees F and our fireplace was broken! After that, when the power finally came back on, we had no wifi and I didn't have enough service to use hotspot. I couldn't even open Wattpad. AND THEN! Our water quit working, so our frozen pipes couldn't even unfreeze because we couldn't let the faucets drip like they were supposed to to unfreeze them. All in all, I had some valid excuses because we didn't get any internet until yesterday. I had planned on posting on either Monday or Tuesday (I don't remember which) but obviously that didn't work out. So... Sorry it didn't get posted till today!

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