Woman of the Night. (Hawks x reader)

13: Questions

Y/n POV

I can't believe that I left Hawks alone, to look after a child. I thought as I walked into the building of my agency. It was a huge building and housed many different departments. Because I built the whole of my persona around stealth and invisibility, my agency was the top pick for those wanting to be out of the spotlight but still making a difference. 

My apprentice, who is from the UA final year and doing his work studies with me, is Amajiki Tamaki. He is one of the most capable heroes I have ever seen. Not particularly fond of the spotlight, and is incredibly powerful. He greeted me on the top floor before we walked into my office.

"You wanted to see me Noch." He said quietly. "I have left all my reports on your table"

"Thank you Amajiki, I will look through them." I said and turned to him "How are you?" He stared at me in confusion and then slowly answered.

"I- I am good, thank you." I fell silent, trying to gather my thoughts. I asked him to come to the office but because of how sidetracked I got today, I completely forgot what I wanted him here for.

"Why do you ask, sensei?" He sounds worried, maybe he thinks that he screwed up somewhere. I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Amajiki, don't worry, you are not in trouble. Sorry, it's just been a very long and somewhen confusing day." I sigh while picking up one of the newspapers that were brought today evening. "What the hell is this?!" I almost screamed when I saw the front cover. On there, taking up the whole page was the picture of Hawks looking over his shoulder at something behind him, while hugging someone. You could only properly make out the eyes and the black hair, because the rest of the face was shielded by her hands and his body and wings. "How did they even take this picture?" I thought out loud as I sat on the couch with a sigh. "What's up with the caption as well? Couldn't they at least try to be original?" I opened up my eyes. Amajiki was standing next to me, expecting the newspaper. "Okay," I stood up and placed my hand onto his shoulder. "You have been working so hard, and I have kept you on night shifts for so long, that I think you deserve a break." He looked at me and I couldn't really tell if he was happy or sad.

"I am fine Noch-sensei. I don't mind working extra if it means helping you." He shyly smiled.

"No, you need to focus on your schoolwork and your health as well, so please, I am giving you two weeks off." I look at him and could tell, he wasn't really excited about it. "The sports festival is coming up and I want you to win it, for that, I can not keep you here all days and nights long. Please, I am worried about your health." I placed both of my hands on his shoulders and smiled. He looked up at me and smiled in response.

"Cool, now go get some sleep kid!" I announced and he left.

'Sleep sounds like a wonderful idea right now.' I looked at the watch, which showed me, it was 8:30 pm. 'Okay, I work till 10 pm and then have a nap' I said to myself sitting down and going through the reports that Amajiki prepared for me, while I was absent.

'10 pm! Ah, just what I need. It's been a hell of a week.' And I crushed onto the couch and immediately fell asleep.

The ray of sunlight hit my face and I squinted and turned away.

"Noch-sensei!" Someone burst into the room and I turn around to face them trying to conceal my annoyance.

"What is it?" I question as I see one of the assistants stopping at the foot of the couch.

"The press!" She was out of breath "The press is downstairs!" She gasped "They are trying to break through and demand you to give them an interview" she finished and looked through at me with panic setting into her eyes. I stood up and stretched.

'I need a bath.' I think to myself as I walk to the cupboard. After a very long silence while I was still trying to wake up and gather my thoughts together.

"Tell them I will be downstairs in 30 minutes and will answer 3 questions" the assistant looked at me with round eyes "They only have 3 chances" I added and she bowed.

I took out my backup costume and headed to my private bathroom and scrubbed myself clean.

'Ugh, I guess that sweet sent is going to have to go' I say to myself while taking the final deep breath and sensing the smell of Hawks from the costume.

In 30 minutes I walked downstairs and met an ordered press. 3 of the representatives stood apart from the crowd. I have thought of every single possible question that could be asked, starting from the love life and ending with spying, no matter how preposterous it sounds, I have to be prepared for any question and handle it as calmly as possible, to give them as little of facial expressions to analyze as possible.

I slowly make my way towards the crowd and position myself in front of them, waiting for them to ask me questions.

"Have you chosen your question?" I coldly asked. They nodded. "Alright then"

"We heard rumours from multiple sources." The first man started "What is your relation to the third hero- Hawks?"

"We have been aiding each other in the night patrols. Recently, we have been asked and decided to combine forces and agencies to become partners and share the hero work. The changes and official documents are still in progress. The official statement will be released when we are ready. If you want more information, ask Hawks." I coldly answer.

"What is your personal opinion and relation to the winged hero? We had seen you leave his penthouse yesterday in the evening. Please comment on it." The woman asks.

'I knew they would divide these two questions because they knew that I would answer the first one the way I did.'

"We are good friends with Hawks and that is as far as our relationship will go. Yesterday I was assisting him with one of the cases that he was working on and he had asked me for my opinion on the matter. Our conversation lasted until the early evening and after we have solved it, I arrived to my agency." I answered. In no way I would bring the kid into this. Firstly, the press wouldn't let go of that story, and secondly, there is no telling of what abusers would do. Final question.

"Is it true that your true identity is y/n Aizawa? Judging by your choice of the weapon being closely related to the one of Eraserhead." Fuck.

"I am unfamiliar with the name, y/n Aizawa or that Eraserhead has a sister. However, because of my quirk, I was inspired by Eraserhead, so I had asked him to teach me the ways and he gladly passed his capture weapon to me." I answer as coldly as possible. My voice shook just slightly at the beginning, but I regained my composure. "I have answered your 3 questions. Please clear my building and allow my workers to return to work." I said as I walk through the lobby and out onto the street. Someone jumped closer to me, it was a woman.

"Hawks is mine!" She screamed into my ear. I turned around and face her, then looked back.

"You are more than welcome to have him," I answer as I continued to move down the street.

The crowd was starting to form around me and at some point, it made it hard to move. 'God, why did I even leave the building?' I didn't even realize that it was past noon.