Shota POV:
I couldn't help but let my tears fall down as I hug my nephew tightly. I caressed his face as he looked exactly like Inko. That thought just made me sob even more, unusual of me since I would never show my emotions and would always have an expressionless face.
I started thinking back to the past when Inko had brought the news of me becoming an uncle. I was worried and scared since I knew from the start that I wasn't exactly 'Uncle' material. But when the day arrived of her giving birth to Izuku, I promised myself that I would become the best uncle that I can be.
From the moment he was born, I was there and watched him grow into the person he was now. I was there when he spoke his first words, I was there when he took his first steps, and I was there when he told everyone that he wanted to become a hero just like me.
It broke my heart when I saw Izuku's body be crushed by that falling ceiling at the mall. He was smiling even though he knew he was going to die at that moment. I felt useless as I watch my nephew die when I was supposed to save him. I was a hero for crying out loud! But I was too late and it all came crashing down.
During the funeral, Izuku's casket was closed since after the incident his body was never found which was unusual. I had to watch my nephew, my sister Inko, and my brother-in-law Hisashi, be buried 6 feet into the ground. I didn't shed tears that day since I had none left to shed.
After the funeral, I was a pile of mess. I didn't eat and I barely got any sleep. I was lacking during my patrols and I lost the energy to teach my class at U.A.
Luckily, I had my husband with me and my adopted son. They were there for me as they brush past my moodiness and sudden outburst and actually took care of me. I was thankful they were there.
But now that I had finally moved on from that, this ordeal had to happen. My nephew who was supposed to be dead is now right in front of me. I hugged as he hugged me back. I got off of him as I saw he had tears on his eyes as well that confused me a little but I brushed it off as I sat back down and wiped my tears.
The interrogation continued as we questioned him about how many victims he had killed or taken down. I was glad to know that it was only and it was the hero he killed a few hours ago. I sighed in relief since I expected he had killed more than over 5 heroes, but gladly I was wrong.
The interrogation soon ended as all of us in the room left, leaving Izuku in the room. I talked to Tsukauchi and he told me that he would most likely go to jail for at least 3-5 years for murder since he was of legal age. I sighed as I scratched my head on what to do. I don't want my nephew to go to jail after what he had told us about the shit that he had been through with heroes who are just in it for fame and glory.
I weighed all my options as I decided to all him since he would be able to think of a solution to this whole dilemma. I grabbed my phone and I called him.
"Hello Aizawa, it's a bit strange of you calling me this late in the evening." He said in his chipper voice.
"I need your help. My nephew is alive." I said with a serious tone as I heard no responses on the other end. That was until he spoke in the same serious manner.
"Tell me what happened."
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Izuku POV:
It's been about an hour now since they came and I was honestly a bit bored right now. Thoughts of wanting to escape rolled in my head but it will all just be for not since it was still late at night and I can't replenish my energy without soaking myself below the sun. I sighed in annoyance as I placed my head on the table with my arms folded, trying not to die in boredom.
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