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Aizawa cradled the child close to his chest as he sat in his chair. She was swaddled up in her blankets like a baby. Snuggling her head close to his chest, she leaned to look up at the ceiling as she basked in the warmth
Her eyes were slightly red, her bottom lashes darker and still a bit damp from her tears. "I like Aiwawa hug" she mumbled, rubbing her face against the fabric of his shirt
"Yeah" he cooed, brushing a few hairs from her face
"Mhm, I like my clothes too" she told him "it pretty"
"They are very pretty clothes" he parroted, patting the top of her head gently
"I smell nice too"
"Its because you took a bath and got all clean"
"Baf make clean?"
"When you are dirty you take a bath, and you become clean" he explained, coddling her close
"Clean clean" she mumbled, slightly squirming her arms out of the burrito she wrapped herself in. Reaching out to Aizawa, she gently pat his face, squishing his cheeks. "Aiwawa hug me, I wannu sleep now, I tired" the girl hummed, pushing his cheeks together to cause his lips to purse
Carefully removing her hands, he grinned. "I can hug you until you sleep" the man smiled, wrapping her up tighter in the sheet. He kept to his word, bouncing her up and down like a cradle until he watched her puffy eyes finally close
How could people be so cruel, he wondered as he settled the child on her bed, how could one harm children with no remorse
Bringing the blankets up, he tucked her in, how could someone willingly harm such a child who has never done any wrong
Chisaki, how could he be so cold blooded, how could he harm a single hair on her head
Quietly slipping from the room he sighed, a world without quirks he thought, how much better would it be
Peering in through the glass window he questioned, if they didn't have such quirks, would they have been spared, or maybe they would've been killed on the spot instead
Sliding into the room he took his spot next to the bed, peering at the pale haired child, Eri, he wondered, how much pain was she in
How many scars littered her skin
He had only seen the brutality dealt to one child and he wondered if he could handle seeing another face the wrath of unremorseful men
Seating himself in the chair he peered at the IV's prodding at her skin, he watched in regret staring at the way her horn pitifully began to glimmer and her body began to squirm her heart rate monitor screaming, as she unconsciously reacted to his presence in the room
Activating his quirk he tried to coo reassurances, pressing a hand to her torso, he kept her from squirming off the bed. He watched as the fight slipped from her asleep body, watching the dredged up fear wash away like a wave receding back into the ocean
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Clipped Wings Of A Baby Angel
FanfictionA six year old girl who is used for tests who had the name Eri had gotten a younger sister A girl who had received a random assortment of numbers for a name rather then a real one A girl who had been split between two groups of villains A girl who...
