Extreme Collision

Of Dads and Fathers

Hey, there everyone. I have been talking about this one for a while. Well here it is this one was actually the second story I started, but like I said Stand...Like You Mean it wouldn't leave me alone so it came out first. I decided to just go ahead with it and see what happens. I hope everyone enjoys this one too. 😁

Dirt went flying as the orange and black Yamaha came around the last curve of the practice track at the back of the Bakugo's family property. Coming to a stop the rider climbed off his dirt bike, taking off his helmet and throwing it.

"Damnit, there is no way I should have lost that race." The blonde stomped over to retrieve his helmet from the ground after it stopped bouncing. "I have one of the fastest bikes on the circuit."

As the blonde stood back up, helmet in hand, he heard a familiar voice "Hey, Bakugo your mom said we'd find you out here." Looking up, the blonde saw his friend and teammates walking in his direction.

"What do you want, Shitty Hair?" Katsuki asked as a redhead and another blonde came close.

The other two males stopped in front of him. "We stopped by to see if you wanted to hang out, and your mom said you were out here running the track, then she asked if we would let you know dinner is ready."

Katsuki kicked a clump of dirt. "Thanks, did the investigators talk to the two of you?"

Kaminari looked at his friends "Bakugo, are you still upset about your loss, that was three weeks ago." he took his turn kicking dirt clumps. "I can't believe they think we cheated on any of our races."

Clicking his tongue the blonde added. "Look I have lost races before, but never that bad...besides I am more pissed about the accusations of cheating. There is no way our integrity should even be in question."

The three boys climbed into Kirishima's truck after putting Katsuki's bike in the truck bed. "You guys want to stay for dinner?"

"Yes, that would be great." both boys answered at the same time. As they made their way to the Bakugo home.

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"Izuku, can you get my phone, I'm a little busy." Aizawa asked his Stepson from the other room.

The green haired teen walked toward his Stepdad's cell picking it up. "Yeah, sure I got it." Answering as quickly as he could. "Hello"

A bold voice came over the line, "Midoriya, how are you doing? Well that is good to hear, is your dad around?"

The young man held the phone to his ear as he walked from the living room to the kitchen where his dad was making lunch for the two of them. "Yeah, hold on. Dad it's Toshi." he said as he handed Aizawa the phone and took the plate that held a sandwich and chips. "Thanks, I'm starving." the teen let out as he grabbed a soda before heading to the table.

The raven haired man took his phone from the outstretched hand of his son. "You're welcome." putting the phone to his own ear. "Hello, Toshi everything good?"

Long time friend and ex-teammate of Shota's, and Izuku's Godfather Toshinori Yagi's voice came through the line again. "I heard you are looking for a job, is this information correct or did I get my hopes up for no reason?"

"Well, that depends, are you offering me one?" Aizawa asked as he sat down with his own lunch in hand. Realizing he forgot his drink he had to get back up and grab it off the counter.

As he took his seat a second time the man on the other end of the phone stated. "I am, if you are looking. You know I have been trying to get you to come work for me for years, but everytime I ask you've just started a contract."