Teen Parents?

Chapter 3: The News

The next morning Izuku woke up feeling better. He wasn't quite back to normal, nor was he expected to be, but the first thing he did was ask to take a shower. This may seem normal, but to the Bakugous this was amazing information. They could tell that Izuuku hadn't showered in a while when Katsuki found him.

They realized he didn't have clothes, as he hadn't been back to his house yet, but he said he was ok with wearing what he already had on. Mitsuki absolutely did not allow this, because why would she allow him to wear dirty clothes, and was happy when Katsuki offered up clothes instead of waiting for her to offer them for him.

After Izuku showered he put on Katsuki's clothes. It was a simple orange shirt and black basketball shorts but they looked big on Izuku. He wasn't swimming in them but they were obviously baggy. He came down into the kitchen, looking so much more refreshed than he had been the past two days.

He saw a sullen look on Mitsuki and Masaru's faces and saw that Katsuki looked just as confused as he was sure he did.

"What wi-ith the sullen faces, Mitsuki and Masaru-san?" Izuku asked, cocking his head to the side.

Masaru patted the seat next to him and across from Katsuki, "Sit down buddy, this might be a bit much to take in this early."

Izuku hesitantly nodded and sat down next to Masaru. He started to pick at his fingers again and Masaru and Katsuki noticed. Before Masaru could reach Izuku he saw Katsuki's hand. Katsuki was moving it slowly, as if he was trying to not scare Izuku. He placed his hand on the table, right in front of Izuku and made a few tiny explosions go off. He made sure that they were big enough to gain his attention, but too small to scare or hurt him.

"You need to stop doing that, stupid nerd," He said, making more explosions go off.

"I'll try Kacchan," Izuku said, moving his hands above the table, messing with Katsuki's like he had the day before.

"I don't know how to make this easier to swallow Izuku," Mitsuki started, "But Detective Tsukauchi called about an hour ago."

Izuku tensed up at the mention of a call from the detective. Katsuki blew off more smaller explosions in a hope to get the boy to relax, luckily it worked.

"He called to tell us some important stuff, as you know," Masaru continued, "He had some officers go to your house the other night and arrest Inko. They arrested her on claims of neglect and maltreatment of a minor. They were planning to have you come into the station and answer questions about it, but she admitted to kicking you out and repeated what she said to you to them.

He never told us what she said, don't worry. But since she admitted to it she is going to be put in jail for a minimum of one year and maximum of two. And since she is your only legal guardian, as they couldn't get in contact with your father, you have two choices."

Masaru took a break, letting Izuku process all of the information he was just told. He saw tears in Izuku's eyes as he realized what one of his options were. He also noticed that his son had gotten tense, him and Izuku now holding hands instead of Izuku playing with Katsuki's.

Mitsuki took her hands and placed them on the table, on a diagonal towards Izuku. "I know you know that one of your options is the foster system," she saw Izuku tense up, "but we all know that isn't safe for you. I know that none of us would feel comfortable with you in the system. The only other choice you have is to live with us, as I was your mother's best friend, and we signed a contract saying that if anything happened to us when you guys were under eighteen that you had a choice to move in with the other."

"So, Izuku," Masaru said, putting a hand out toward Izuku as well, "We want to know if you would be happy living with us, we'd clean out the extra room so you can have your own room and we'd go get all of your stuff from your house."