Extreme Collision

Party of Two

Hey everyone here is the next chapter, thank you all for being so patient with me. Hope you all enjoy it. Happy Reading   (:

Aizawa stood in front of the mirror as he adjusted his tie, before grabbing the jacket to his suit.  "Izuku are you ready?" He asked as he walked down the hallway toward the stairs. Turning around when he didn't receive an answer.  "Hey kid." He said as he lightly tapped on his son's bedroom door before opening it. 

Green eyes looked up at him from where he sat on his bed. "I'm not going, Aizawa!" 

Letting out a frustrated sigh. "Look, kid I know you don't want to go, but if you don't it will only make things worse and you know it." 

Tears silently fell down freckled cheeks. "Dad, please. I can't. Can't you just tell him I'm sick or something? I don't want to see him. When I went with him two days ago all he keep talking about was how bad my mother raised me. How do you bad mouth a dead person knowing they can't stand up for them self. I hate him."

Walking into the room and sitting beside the upset teen. "You know as well as I do, he will know I'm lying. He talked to you less than ten minutes ago. I am sorry your father is such a asshole. If I could keep you from him I would, but I won't leave you alone with him alright."

Izuku wiped his eyes. "You promise?" 

"I promise, besides Toshi will be there and Hizashi, and some other people. I'll be down stairs waiting on you."

After a few minutes of thinking, he looked up at his dad. "Fine, but I'm not wearing that monkey suit he sent me. It has a bow tie, he knows I can't even tie a regular one. He did that on purpose." The teen said through gritted teeth. 

Shaking his head all he could do was smirk at his son. "I don't care what you wear, just know it will piss him off and there will more then likely be repercussions for it."  He said as he left his son's room. 

"I don't care it will be worth it." Izuku called after him. Staring at the black suit and bow tie his father left for him to wear tonight Izuku couldn't help but wish he could breath fire and set it a blaze. Walking past the suit to his closet and grabbing the one thing he knows his father will hate more than anything. 

Slipping on a pair of black skinny jeans and a band T-shirt, tucking it in, and fastened his belt before throwing on a black dress jacket and rolling up the sleeves.  He then grabbed his new black Docs that buckle instead of tie. Izuku thought as he looked at his reflection. I hope he can't stand the site of me, cause I can't stand the site of him. 

Making his way down stairs to his dad. "I'm ready." Was all he said as his feet left the last stair. Aizawa just smiled and nodded at his son as he opened the front door for them to head to the car.  

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Hisashi was busy shaking hands and making deals with everyone at this over crowded 'business meeting' as he liked to call it. Even though it technically is a meeting for the upcoming charity event. This was more like a cocktail party for him to show off. There are over sized round tables, that each held a party of ten. To accommodate all the team owners and whoever else has been invited. He didn't make the list he just paid for everything. He loved to throw his money in peoples faces, especially his son's. To him this showed power, and control. 

Izuku and Aizawa walked in and as soon as they did the raven haired man wished he did as his son asked, and told his father he was sick. Because now Shota himself felt as if he might throw up, as he looked across the room and locked eyes with Kyle. Kyle looked away quickly and started to scan the room for Aizawa's son. He wanted nothing more than to let Izuku know he was there. He knew that him knowing would put the younger male in over thinking mode. Forcing him to make mistakes, on and off the track.