Healer Vigilante/barista (Vigilante Izuku)- Discontinued-

I Think I've Got An Idea | Chapter 13

"Speaking" 'Thinking'

(Just saying I'm not sticking to the script of Mha, meaning I'm going to be changing around some of the events and things that occur during the Mha school year./ Also sorry if some of them are out of character, or somethings just don't make sense, I'm not the greatest at writing and I have a hard time remembering certain events that I may have already written about.) Sincerely your crazy author~

Izumi's pov~

I walked back behind the counter ready to get back to work. The teens just kept staring at me dumbfounded, I found it kind of amusing. I waited for Aizawa and Aoi to deal with the after math of the attack. After having the police escort the assailant to prison along with kicking out the rest of the wandering customers, I grabbed a mop getting ready to clean my own blood off of the floor.

The two teens just stared at my every move, its kinda creepy. "Do you two mind, you've been staring a lot." I said bluntly, trying to get them to go stare at something or someone else.

"Is this an every day occurrence or something?" The duel haired peppermint boy asked.

"Pretty much" I said flashing a smile at the boy. Aizawa sighed as he listened in on the conversation. 

"You should have seen what she did when we first met..." Aizawa said remembering the incident.

"Which part?" I asked. "Running away from a creepy hobo stalker that for some reason no matter where I went was practically attached to my hip, or are you talking about that time in the back alley where I met my lovely boss?"

Aoi scoffed at my words then walked back towards the kitchen to clean up after a long day of work. The two teens looked at each other then towards Aizawa for an explanation.

"That's right guys, your teacher is a total stalker, he followed me since I found my lovely hideout in a nearby forest. He followed me everywhere, even when I was changing I could feel his stare." I said chuckling as the older man scowled at my words. 

"Oh come on, I never watched you change." Aizawa said, digging himself into an even deeper whole.

"So you admit that you've been stalking me." I said accusingly.

Aizawa huffed wanting to change the subject, trying to get the teens to stop giving him a surprised stare. Aizawa sighed, "Actually I wasn't talking about any of those. I was talking about that night on the roof. Where you jumped off breaking both of your ankles and walked away like nothing happened." Aizawa said now glaring at me.

I laughed remembering how I tried to get rid of him on the first night. "I remember that, I thought that you were just some old hobo at the time that wanted to talk. Were you lonely back then? It must have been so troubling for you not to have your little friend to stalk almost all hours of the day." I say with a smirk on my face.

Aizawa coughed then turned around. "Enough, we have to get back to the school, and stop getting into trouble, I'm not going to be there every time you dig yourself into a large hole." Aizawa said.

"Its alright, you don't have to be, your not my only little stalker you know, in fact I've gathered quite the little harem of you heroes, and a few others of course." I said giggling at my words along with the reaction coming from the teens and the older hero.

"Whatever, get your asses out of here, I've got work to do." I said kicking the three out of the building getting ready for a long scolding from Aoi, and possibly one from Aiko...

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I made my way back towards my small apartment thinking about what I was going to do for patrol tonight. After all I would more then likely catch the eye of a certain hero that's been trying to capture me..., although I made sure to cover my face at least a little bit when I didn't have my costume, he'd still managed to catch me off guard, the damn freak is huge.

I still remember when he threw these weird firey spears at me. I shuddered at the thought of being grazed by one of them.

I walked back towards my apartment forgetting all of the crazy little events that occurred during the day. /(You know getting shot square in the chest is just a little event.)/ 

As I get to the apartment I take out my keys and unlock the door, entering and leaving my shoes at the entrance. I walk in towards the living room area and fall face first onto the small sofa. Izumi sighs then sits up thinking about how she should introduce herself to the world.

Idk, I think 3rd pov~

Izumi sits on the small sized couch and turns on the tv aiming for a news channel to give her ideas, she's already slightly known by the police and a few others who had the unfortunate encounter with villains. But towards the rest of the world she was a faceless nobody who's only accomplished a few things.

As she sits there watching the tv an interrupting broadcast appeared on the screen. It was a reporter pointing towards a large building with two letters laying on an opening which she assumed was to a gate or something. The letters were big and looked as though they were made out of gold. Izumi recognized the letters immediately. They were the letters on the gate to the most prestigious school in Japan.

"UA" Izumi unconsciously read out.

The reporter went up towards the large outer walls of the building, being blocked by the numerous other reporters that were spread all across the area. The large walls suddenly disappeared giving the reporters access to the building along with announcing their presence by tripping the alarms in the large building.

In the far corner of the screen appeared a man in a black hoodie walking away from the scene. This peaked Izumi's interest and she grabbed the remote and zoomed in towards the man. Sure enough the man slightly turned his head to reveal slightly overgrown silverish almost pastel blue hair.

Izumi chuckled now knowing who was out causing trouble for the heroes, though she didn't really care much for heroes she still was concerned that this meant she'd have to take her little admirer into the police.

I mean this did technically count as a villainous act against the heroes. Not to mention that direct property damage...

Izumi sighed and turned the channel expecting it to change, only to be switched to another reporter that was storming the building and being blocked by heroes and UA teachers. "Why do people have to be so dramatic about a- Izumi stopped talking as one of the reporter's voice blared through the screen.

"Is it true that the number one hero is going to be teaching the students of UA now that he's retired." A reporter asked. The question was left unanswered and ignored by the surrounding pro heroes as they tried their best to keep the reporters away from the buildings entrance.

From some of the camera's you could see students being pressed against a window belonging to one of the lower off the ground floors. It was kind of funny watching as they all squirmed to get towards an exit or just trying to calm the others down. Izumi giggled to herself.

She stood up and grabbed her gear, leaving most of her weapons behind, only keeping her new dagger strapped to her thigh. She put on her vigilante costume and decided on how she was going to gain the attention of the people, even if there were countless heroes there, she had the agility and flexibility of a cat/ or fox...

As she walked over towards her room she opened what appeared to be a small walk in closet, only to reveal a large area filled with gear and Izumi's weapons along with machines to make said weapons and gear.

She walked over towards her desk and sat down at her computer, typing in the search engine. Izumi looked what was happening at the large school building and seeing how long it would take to get there. She doesn't live all that far from it, however it would still take at least twenty minutes to get there.

She hopped out of her chair and started to put on her vigilante outfit along with strapping both her syringes and her dagger on her thighs.

She put on her shawl then headed out towards the towering building known as "UA". She went out towards her living room, opened up a window then hopped out ready for a small impact.