~pov change to Aizawa~
He's being abused at home.
How did I not notice? The signs were right in front of me and I didn't see. I have to make it up to him.
I nod and slowly walk towards him, not wanting to scare him worse than he already was.
He curls up on instinct, but slowly calms down.
I sit next to him and gently ruffle his hair.
"Don't worry little buddy, I'm going to help you, okay?" I say.
He giggles softly and does grabby hands.
"Up up!" He says, smiling.
I carefully pick him up and take the scenic route to RG's office so no one would see him like this.
"Chiyo, I need your assistance." I say, walking in with the boy.
She looks over, confused.
"Why are you holding him like a toddler?" She asks.
"He's an age regressor, he regressed during our training, but that's not what I'm worried about." I say quickly.
She nods. "Alright, what's wrong with him then?"
"He's being abused at home. I need you to check him for injuries, I'm calling 'Zashi down here." I set the boy on a bed and grab my phone, walking away to call him.
While I'm calling Zashi, my husband, I hear Chiyo gasp loudly.
"Oh my god! Shouta you need to see this!" She shouts.
I quickly walk in and see the boy's back.
"Oh my gods.." I say.
not many things make me sick, but his back was so badly mutilated.
"I'll be right back..." I say uneasily, running quickly to the closest bathroom and throwing up.
I forgot Zashi was still on the phone, because the next thing I hear is-
"Sho, are you okay?! I'm coming to find you!" He says and hangs up.
He quickly finds me.
"Sho, baby what's wrong?!" He asks me worriedly.
I cough a little before answering.
"Sh-shinso.. he's being abused at home, I took him to Chiyo's to get him checked out and.." I almost vomit again just thinking about it, gagging.
"Slow baby, it's okay." He says, rubbing my back and holding my hair out of my face.
I nod. "His back is so badly mutilated, Zashi. Crazy bitch must've poured hot oil down his back, it's horrible Zashi.." I cough up more bile, breathing heavily.
"Calm down Hon, it'll be okay. We're going to help him. That would explain why his uniform was covered in blood though..." Zashi says.
I look up at him.
"What do you mean it was covered in blood?!" I ask.
"He came into class this morning and his uniform was covered in blood, but he said it was mud, I didn't believe him but he looked so uncomfortable about the situation that I couldn't make myself ask more about it." He says.
I nod. "We need to get back, hopefully Chiyo either healed him or has him bandaged up." I say, standing and, with help from Zashi, walk back to Chiyo's office.
"He's no longer regressed, he snapped out of it when I tried to disinfect his burns." She says as soon as she sees us.
I nod and look at the boy, who is now wrapped up in bandages.
"You're not going back, I promise you that. Can you explain what happened though?" I ask the boy, who simply nods.
"This has been going on since I got my quirk, you can already guess why I'm abused because of it." He says coldly.
"It's usually not, uh, this severe. Just a few hits and punches, sometimes the occasional beer bottle thrown at me.." he continues.
"And the burns on your back? What are they from?" I ask.
He closes his eyes, shuddering from the memory I guess.
"Oil... usually it's water, but I guess she was extra pissed off this morning." He says, tears in his eyes.
"And your father? Is he in the picture?" I ask him, his face shifting from discomfort to a look of... shock? No, panic.
"H-He..." his breathing gets faster and his breaths are small and short, he's hyperventilating.
"Shinso, it's okay, match your breaths with mine." I say, breathing in and out slowly, showing him how to breathe.
Once he's calm again, he wipes a few tears away.
"H-He was killed when I was six... my mother blamed him for my existence when she was the one who wanted a child.. sh-she..." he breaks down into a pile of sobs.
"Sh-she m-made me... she forced m-me to shoot him..." he chokes on his sobs.
This poor kid.
"I-I didn't w-want to..! Sh-she used her q-quirk and made me d-do it!" He cries, afraid he'll get in trouble.
"Shinso, it's okay, you're not going to get in trouble. We're going to get you out of there, okay?" I say calmly.
He slowly nods, fidgeting with his fingers.
"I'm going to call my friend at the station and let him know what's going on, okay?" I say, he nods.
After the call I smile slightly.
"You won't be going back."
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We're Here Kid
FanfictionShinso is being severely abused at home by his alcoholic mother. Due to this, he has many mental and eating disorders, including insomnia, depression, anxiety, and PTSD, Restrictive Eating Disorder, and bulimia. He also eats quickly, afraid it will...