The Detective's Prodigy 🔎

.Chapter 22.

Izuku groans, opening his eyes slightly, and his eyes scope around the room he's in.

He realizes this is Tsukauchi's house, and closes his eyes again. His head hurts like a bitch, probably from quirk overuse. Using his quirk on a live case hurts more than a filed one.

He feels some movement besides him, and doesn't even bother to see who it is. The person speaks to him.

"Deku, where the hell are we?" Katsuki tiredly hisses out.

"We are at Tsukauchi's house, that's you right, kacchan?"

"Yeah? Can you not open your eyes or something?"

"More like I don't feel like it. My head hurts like a bitch at the moment, from quirk over usage."

"Oh right. I'll ask Tsukauchi for you some Tylenol." Izuku just nods, and rolls over slightly, so his head is buried into his pillow.

Katsuki gets up, yawning and giving a small stretch, before walking out of the room. He heads down the flight of steps, and into the kitchen, where he sees Tsukauchi making quick breakfast.

"Hey, Detective." Katsuki calls out, and Tsukauchi turns around

"Oh, Good morning, Bakugou. Is Izuku awake?"

"Yeah, but he has a really bad headache cause he overdid his quirk last night. Do you have any Tylenol?

"Oh, yeah sure I do. Can you just bring Izuku breakfast with it too? I don't want him to have an empty stomach and a bad headache."

Katsuki just nods, and takes the Tylenol and also the breakfast tray up and back to Izuku. He opens the guest bedroom door, and sees izuku watching 'Team Umizoomi' a pre-quirk show.

"Your extremely childish, y'know that?"

"Mhm." He dryly says back, invested into his TV show.

Katsuki sighs, placing the breakfast tray on his lap, and the Tylenol on the tray. He looks up  at izuku.

"Make sure you eat, Tsukauchi said he doesn't want you to have an empty stomach and a headache. And also I had to carry that tray perfectly up here. So you better eat."

"Sir yes sir, sir Kacchan."

Izuku, in the middle of eating, suddenly remembers something. He hasn't checked his phone, nor the group chat, in basically ages. There going to kill him.

He grabs his phone from the nightstand, pulling up there crack Group chat.

Ms.Goggles: it feels apart of me is missing because Izu hasn't texted in so long. Shimura, where the hell are you?!

1887Eyebags: maybe he died. Idk. But also did y'all get into ua I'm in 1-a hero course

MajorCopyCat: yar. 1-a hero course

KingExplosionMurder: ^^^

BigBrains: u should be thankful I know how skilled u guys r cause I picked the hero course classes

Ms.Goggles: oh em gee! Izu's not dead! Hooray!

BigBrains: yeah I've just been busy lately lol

MajorCopyCat: we never got an update on how UA was

BigBrains: oh yeah mb but it went swell and now im Nezu's partner

1887Eyebags: bro wtf

MajorCopyCat: ^^^

BigBrains: yeah ikr anyways i gtg the screen light is giving me another headache

BigBrains has went offline

Izuku closed his phone, and finishes his small breakfast. He stands up, his legs feeling a little weaker from not using them much, and grabs his tray from off the bed.

He opens his bedroom door, and walks down the steps. In the kitchen, he's met with Tsukauchi, chugging down what looked like a 3rd coffee.

"Are..you good?"

Tsukauchi nearly jumps out his own skin. He looks over to izuku with wide eyes, then sighs.

"Kid, you scared the actual shit out of me." Izuku just chuckles, walking more into the kitchen. He takes the cup Tsukauchi was just bear drinking and chugs it down.

"Kid. Your amazing sometimes. But why."

"Because I need some too. I've still got a slight headache, and also I feel lime drinking coffee."

Katsuki then comes down the steps, looking at the coffee cups, and immediately looks back up  at Tsukauchi.

"Yo...can I get one?" Katsuki asks, his voice almost begging. Tsukauchi goes and makes enough brew for 6 more cups. The two of them cheer silently

Izuku sits at one of the bar stool's, and puts his head onto the table, blocking out the aching light. He groans.

"Damn..we have school tomorrow...oh shit my schedule is at my house!"he says slightly excited now, ready to see what classes.

Tsukauchi then remembers. "Right. Nezu asked me to test your fighting skills. So I believe erasurehesd will be here in an hour."

"What the hell, and you couldn't tell me this earlier?!"

"Well Bakugou made it sound like you were on the verge of collapsing when he said you had a headache."

"I did not! I only said he needed Tylenol in the nicest way possible!"

"Yeah, okay. Just get dressed already!"

"Mhm, yes sir." Izuku gets down from the bar stool, and takes his last chug of the coffee, and runs to get dressed.

After a couple minutes, he comes back down, dressed in a white sleeved shirt, a pair of black shorts, and small bandages, (more like one-sided cushion's he made with spare time.)

Izuku knew more about erasurehesd that erasure head knew. So that's a small advantage. He has small fighting skills. That's..a low advantage.

He chugs down another hot and steaming coffee, and looks over to Katsuki who's just sipping on his.

"Good luck, Nerd."

"Yeah, thanks Kacchan. Can you record it for me by the way? I wanna use my quirk later to see how to improve." Katsuki nods, and pulls his phone from out his pocket.

Soon enough, Eraserhead knocked on the door. Tsukauchi went up and answered it, and gives Aizawa a pat on the back when he sees him.

"Thank you for coming, again, Aizawa."

"No problem. You ready, problem child?" He says, turning and gesturing towards izuku. He looks slightly confused.

"Problem child?"

"Yeah. Because you being partners with nezu is going to make one too many problems."

"Okay, sir." He says in acceptance.

"Alright. Let's head back." The two of them walk through to the backyard, to start the so-called test.

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Word count: 1022

Sorry for the late chapter updates, guys! I've been at track a lot recently and haven't had much time! (Cause I like to sleep.) so sorry about that!

Anyways, have a good rest of your day!