Untouchable Hope

Chapter Six: Don't Judge My Story By The Chapter You Walked In On

Notes: Yo! So this fucking chapter kept on being stupid and randomly deleting shit, so I apologize for any weird mistakes. I think I got most of them cleaned up though. BTW: I got the chapter name as a quote on Pinterest, so giving credit to whoever said/came up with it! I think it fits this Izuku pretty digitydang well, so he might say it sometime in the story, but I'm not sure. Enjoy!

Naomasa Tsukauchi POV:

"You think he's how old?!" Naomasa yelled through the phone for about the seventeen time. 

"I'm telling the truth, Tsukauchi," Nezu's voice said through the phone, "It's hard to believe at first, I know."

Naomasa glanced down at the file, confused,  "But that would mean he started when he was-"

"Oh, I'm aware," Oh my god, he could hear Nezu's grin through the phone, "Good luck, Detective!" 

Naomasa rubbed his temples, trying to ease his mind, sadly he failed as he came to another shocking realization. The boy had killed before. Fuck, fuck, fuck! This was not good, not good at all. Even though it was rare, when the Phantom went after a part of the Mafia, gang, or any illegal underground group, there was sometimes a targeted victim. Just one person, that the Phantom deemed worthy of killing. He was a kid.  What the fucking hell is he playing at? What's his goal? Those people we not targeted by accident, the Detective knew that much. There is way to much shit missing from this goddamned puzzle, we're not even close-

"Something wrong, Detective?"

Eraserhead appeared in his doorway, "I was about to head out, but Nezu said I should come here." He narrowed his eyes, "Did something happen that I should know about?" 

"Yeah," Naomasa tried to rope in his thoughts, "You're not gonna be happy about it though..."

Izuku POV:

The sharp wind whipped gracfully around Izuku as he leaped across roofs, his feet hitting soundlessly as he ran, his mind trailing elsewhere. The Red Skulls are quite busy tonight, he had  observed, I should take them out before they start targeting citizens like the last group. Not tonight though, way too risky. Tomorrow, but I need a plan of course. I also need to buy more tuna. And chips. And soy sauce. And Bell wants more lollipops. Maybe I should buy a cucumber and scare her. 

He then tensed, ears picking up a disturbance on a street corner not far way. A mugging. He dashed off, not paused to look at the scene before quickly taking the guy out. He set his boats down, made sure the police were on there way, and ran off again, noticing a familiar presence behind him. Izuku scowled, Eraser is really starting to get on my nerves.  He jumped between an alleyway, only to get snatched up by capture tape. Do not make me stab you, Aizawa, you complete ass.

"Stop wriggling, problem child!" The hero growled as Izuku slipped out, only to be caught again- Wait, was he just called 'child'? He slashed the fabric, hopping a good five feet away before stopping.

"You know my age?" He asks, his voice modifier making a clicking sound.

"So it's true?" The Pro's eyes widened, "You are really that young?"

Izuku stayed quite, trying to figure out how they found out. 

"Why are you doing this?" Aizawa wasn't trying to catch him right now. I wonder why. "Some kind of vendetta?"

Izuku thinks for a minute, "Because it's all I can do." 

"Your a child!" Izuku almost bursts out laughing. A child? Really? He hasn't been a 'child' since he was three years old.  

"Age shouldn't matter as long as people are getting saved." 

"That shouldn't involve you," Aizawa said, "Leave it up to pro heroes."

Izuku did laugh at that, a small sly laugh, but a laugh none the less, "Do you really want me to do that? Leave it all up to the heroes?"

Aizawa's face took on a slightly shocked expression, "Heroes can't save everybody, Eraser. You of all people should know that."

"I do know that, but a kid like you shouldn't have to fight," He said, almost like he really believed it, "Let us help you, we can get you out of whatever mess your in. We can save you."

Izuku just grinned, "It's a little late for that, hero, I don't need saving anymore."

Eraserhead blinked, "What's that supposed to mean?" Izuku didn't answer, just jumped off the building, "Wait!" Eraser's scarf caught him one more time, "Why can't I erase your quirk?"

Izuku looked up at him, "You haven't figured it out? Because I'm quirkless."

Hours passed before Izuku hopped through his apartment window, to be greeted by a loud explosion from Bell's show. She turned in her seat to face him. 

"Was that really smart, Haji?" She said, "You gave a lot away. Like the fact that your quirkless."

Izuku looked at her, remembering she was connected to his ear piece, "It's fine, they were going to finger it out soon enough. I thought I'd give them a head start."

"That's four years too late, Haji."

"Oh, shush."

Notes: Sorry for the shorter chapter, my guys! The next one will hopefully be longer! Bye~