The Pied Piper of Musutafu

Honestly no idea where my chapter naming Audacity came from

Shouta eased himself gently over the edge of the roof, peering down at the group below.

There were thirteen men, all in their twenties or early 30s.

He watched carefully, looking for what he suspected to be drugs.

"It's all there if you care to count." One said, handing a briefcase to another.

"I trust you to know better than to short change us." The other man said. "The merchandise, as promised."

Another case was handed off, this one actually opened to reveal eight vials of blue liquid.

"Second class trigger, and that's only because first class is still in development."

A supplier was a huge resource, especially since all they had found was users and dealers so far. Shouta couldn't afford to let this guy slip through his fingers.
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"Hey, it's okay. I got you."

Shouta could barely hear the words over the sounds of screaming.

His eyes opened, the image blurry but he could see green eyes looking down on him.

Over his rescuer's head roared a gout of white flames, illuminating the night. From the corner of his eye, one of the drug dealers screamed, body shaking as a shadowy figure electrocuted them.

"Rest, Shouta-kun. You're gonna be fine."

Shouta didn't know how Perseus had knew he was in trouble, but as he felt the god's magic piece his broken body back together, he decided to trust him.

"Thank you."

Percy smiled. "It's okay. We got you now." He looked up, shifting Shouta into his grip so he could stand.
"Rats! Wrap it up. We need to take Eraser home." Percy called. "Ren! Grab his scarf. Keigo! Make sure these bastards won't go anywhere."
"You got it boss."
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3 years later.

Amahiko texted Shouta, getting a Bird as in the finger emoji in response.
Amahiko had figured out pretty soon after making Shouta one of his, that the man's least favorite day at U.A was exam day closely followed by the first day.

Amahiko  always took every opportunity to hassle him, and Shouta gave as good as he got.

Especially when the 30 year old Pro was one of the judges at Hitoshi' recommendation exam, courtesy of Ren. 

"I'm really proud of you for getting into U.A."Amahiko grinned, ruffling Hitoshi's hair. "To think how much you've grown."

"If my quirk worked on you, you would be taking a marker to your face right now."

Amahiko laughed. "So, do you want me to take you next month or do you want to take the train?"
"Train."

"He's too embarrassed to be seen with me!" Amahiko cried, draping himself over the couch to put his head in Dabi's lap.

Aoi was howling as the god was forced to evacuate said lap as it became an inferno.

"Fucking rude." Amahiko muttered.

"You are literally a wanted criminal." Hitoshi continued, sketching in his notepad. "You can't just walk up to U.A like it's nothing."

Right then, Perseus sensed something that had only happened 8 times before, three of which were under his supervision.

"Excuse me. I need to see what has become of an old friend's legacy."
In a flash of light he was gone.