A Silent Kind of Strength

Chapter 41

Izuku was really starting to like the vibe of mornings with Aizawa, Yamada, and Shinso. The start to their days were simultaneously boisterous and calming. The paradox perpetuated by the general hubbub of a morning where a home full of people are getting ready, 8 cats underfoot, and yet the easy quietness of those same people. It's not that they were trying to be quiet. It's more that they were content to move around each other without more than a simple greeting and a smile. Extra words were saved until everyone was sufficiently awake enough to appreciate them.

But there was still noise. The sizzle of fish in hot oil. The patter of paws. And the quiet humming of the resident DJ. It was peaceful without being silent. And the greenette would admit to himself that he loved it.

It wasn't until everyone was around the table and had at least taken a few bites of rice and miso before the spell was truly broken. Aizawa sighed from where he was checking emails on his laptop. Third cup of coffee at his elbow and thoroughly Done look on his face. "Midoriya-kun. Nezu would like to meet with you before classes." Izuku tilted his head in confusion, not seeing the look Yamada gave Shinso as the other boy tracked the action. "Why?"

The underground hero ran a hand through his hair with a grumble. "He needs to talk to you about Bakugo's repercussions for attacking you. As well as the general meeting for people in other courses who place in the festival. The question is, who you would prefer to go with you. As your temporary fosters either of us could go, or we could call Hatsume-san up since she is still on your paperwork."

"Uh. I-i don't… whoever has the t-time is fine?"

A sigh. "We all have the time, kid. Which of us do you want?" But the boy just shrugged. After a moment of silent conversation between the two adults the men nodded to each other. "Ok." From there the conversation dropped and Mic took up chattering about the themes he had picked out for his radio show that week. Breakfast rushed by quickly from there. Aizawa taking over the dish duty with a grumble and an order for the two boys to make sure they had everything they needed in their bags.

And then they were all piling out the door, a small struggle with an escaped cat and they were out and on their way.

Izuku stared out the windows on the car, feeling weird about being out and about so early, his train normally didn't leave for another hour. But because he was going in with teachers they had to leave earlier so they could do their morning set up and paperwork. About a block away from the outer wall of the campus the car took a right turn away from the front gate and into a dim alley and from there through what looked like a loading bay door. But instead of an industrial space, like the door and the building it was set into seemed to hint at, they ended up in a tunnel that sloped gently downwards. It went on for a little bit before ending in a check point where Yamada had to scan his teacher's ID before the heavy looking door rolled open. Beyond was what was obviously a parking garage, filled to the brim with various vehicles emblazoned with the UA logo as well as what were obviously more personal cars for the staff.

Mic parked the simple black sedan in a spot near the wall and the elevator and they all slid free of the mechanical coffin. When they got in the lift Izuku was treated to a sleepy Hitoshi standing behind him and draping his arms over his shoulders and using the smaller boy to prop himself up. For All his pouting at the obvious poke at his height he also fully enjoyed the physical presence of his friend.