What is there to lose? -Doukaza in MHA

Continuing on as always

I was debating on life

Opinions for the future?

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Douma- 1st person

All Might and the other guy who had not told us his name had talked to Akaza and me for around an hour. He had asked us to explain what happened then sat there staring. He made eye contact with me multiple times and his emotions were quite interesting. Lots of doubt, anxiety, awkwardness, anger, panic, pity, and the one that interested me the most dreadful. What did this guy know that we didn't?

All Might's emotions I could not touch, he would not make eye contact, and even if he did there was some barrier around him stopping me from diving into his emotions. I did not know whether to be impressed or fearful. Which one would have the most benefit?

All Might had then gone to explain who had attacked us, and why. His name was ##########, he was a low-level villain that they had been following for a while. He had died in the fire, along with one of the other men, the one that had almost killed me. I felt a smirk grow on my face but I quickly dropped it with Akaza's cute side-eye. They had been part of a villain group called the Yakuza. Personally, I had no interest, it was some villain group that was devoted to crime, and with quirks being involved with the world they had started to experiment on them. They were trying to kidnap Akaza for his quirk because it was "rare" or shit like that. After that, they let us out of the hospital saying something about impossible healing or whatever.

All Might had discussed what will happen next because our apartment was in ruins. The bedroom had survived, leaving us with clothes and whatever money was in the safe. The officer told us we will be staying at a boy's home until they decided who will be our legal guardians. We were 'too young' to be living without a full-fledged adult, and with both of us being targets for the Yakuza we needed someone with us at all times. So the heroes will have a meeting to see who could take care of us. Honestly, I was fine with it, and I did enjoy the nice pouty face Akaza was giving me when I said that it was fine.

Then they dropped us off, with all the stuff we could salvage from the fire. We both stood there at the front entrance looking at the ugly-looking wood doors.

"So," Akaza says putting a hand on his hip.

"Should we run? We have around 2-3 days before anyone finds out" I ask, glancing at Akaza to see his reaction. His adorable little nose scrunches up in confusion and he turns to me with a questionable look.

"And what will that solve?" He asks tilting his head to the right the slightest bit. I felt a warm feeling wash over me as he did so, a comforting wave that calmed any nerves I'd had. We stared at each other for a second, Akaza had a feeling of helplessness and doubt with bits of confusion and awkwardness. I wanted to pick him up like you would a baby and protect him from the dangers of the world. Yet I knew Akaza would never accept me so I decided to let him work out his own emotions. It just was the fact that all of these emotions were because I almost died. I knew that it was my fault for him to feel these bad emotions, but that fact that he cared. The fact that he had held me in his arms to protect me...

I felt butterflies fill my stomach once again like a storm was brewing up and turning my insides. A small blush wafted over my cheeks and I looked back to the entrance. I knew Akaza loved me, I knew it, yet my brain could never get the words together to confess. I could also feel the waves of numbness in the back of my head, the quirk enhancements slowly wearing off.

The question Akaza had asked was left unanswered as the wood double doors swung open and 3 little kids stood at the front entrance. Their heads went up to my waist and big wide innocent eyes stared up at both of us. The 3 little boys started to chat with each other, saying things, good or bad, about our looks.