Second Chances

Part Two

"You really are your Dad's child." Cackling flooded through the speaker of his phone.

"Kacchan, can you just go and get what I asked you to get? I don't think taking Keigo out into a crowded store would do any good right now and all he has is what the commission had on hand to wear. I want any trace of them off and away from Keigo as soon as possible." He had planned to tell his parents about what happened first but his long time friend had called him not even two seconds after he stepped out of the building. There had to have been some kind of interference surrounding the building because he walked out to be bombarded with voicemails and text messages.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll get everything and be over before I go on patrol. Your place or your parents?" There was a rustling on the other side of the line as Izuku lets out a breath of relief. He didn't think Kacchan would deny his request but it was a weight off of his shoulders to hear the verbal confirmation of help.

He takes a moment to think and lets out a sigh. "Mom and Papa would never forgive me if I just went straight home and didn't bring them their newly acquired grandson. Kami I need to call dad before I even attempt to go over there though. Maybe add a pair of noise balancing headphones on the list? I have a pair on me but they're entirely too big for an eight year old's head. They'll work for today but I want him to be comfortable." He's mumbling by the end.

"I'll add it to the list. I'm getting in the car now so I can get this done before patrol. Talk to you soon, Nerd." With the blonde's parting words, his phone clicks quietly to let him know Kacchan hung up.

He looks down at the boy in his arms and took a pause in his trek to the bus stop he could barely see in the distance.

Keigo was looking around them with wide eyes filled with wonder. His wing were still pulled close to his back but the rest of him was much more relaxed than it was when they were inside the Commission building. The way Keigo's eyes lit up when a small flock of pigeons flew by made his heart ache.

Just how long have they kept this little hawk grounded?

He's loathe to interrupt the quiet wonder that settled around the little bird but he had too. "Keigo?" The boy startles in his arms and quickly ducks his head. Like he's expecting to be scolded for simply looking around at his environment.

There's not a corner in this galaxy that Keigo's "handlers" could hide where he wouldn't be able to find them and tear them limb from limb.

He decides that commenting on the boy's reaction would just make things worse so he charges on. "I don't have a booster seat right now to drive you around in my car, so we're going to have to take a different way to get places for the moment. There's three, maybe four ways we can get around right now and I'd like to know which you would prefer." Golden eyes snap up to him in surprise. Like no one has ever asked for his opinion on something.

Mass murder.

Just.

Mass murder.

"So there's the bus system where we might be able to sit down but might also be packed into like a can of sardines because of what time of day it is." Keigo scrunches his nose up so he mimics him and says, "I know, doesn't sound like a fun time at all." He smiles when Keigo's eyes sparkle at being agreed with. "There's also the train we could get on that would probably be like the bus, again because of the time of day. We could walk or I can call up a friend to come pick us up. My parent's house is a little far from here but if you're not comfortable with being possibly squished or being in the car with my friend right now I have no problem walking with you." He makes sure to keep his words simple and slow so that the eight year old would have no problems understanding him.