I didn't choose THIS

Encounters in the night.

I looked around confused, ignoring the looks people shot in my direction. 

So that was their plan. 

Send me here then hunt me down.

We love that. 

------- Time skip bought by this silly little guy. ~(^w^)~ ------------

Standing at the edge of the city, I gaze up at the vast expanse of the night sky. 

It's a sight I've only heard tales of, a realm of beauty and wonder that seems almost mythical to me. For as long as I can remember, I've lived in the darkness of the underworld, a place devoid of stars and sunlight, where the only illumination comes from the flickering glow of neon lights and the distant rumble of machinery.

Each star seems to twinkle with a warmth and brightness that I've never known, their light casting a soft glow over the city below. It's a sight that fills me with wonder, a reminder that there is so much more to the world than the confines of the underworld.

For the first time, I allow myself to believe that there is beauty in the world, that there is light to be found even in the darkest of places. 

As I stood mesmerized by the celestial display above, a sudden rustle nearby drew my attention. Turning, I saw a figure emerging from the shadows, approaching with a purposeful stride. It was a man, his presence exuding an air of calm and authority.

"Hey, what are you doing out here at this hour?" he asked, his voice gruff but not unkind.

Startled by the interruption, I blinked and hesitated for a moment before responding.

 "I... I just wanted to see the stars," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

The man regarded me for a moment, his expression unreadable in the dim light. Then, without a word, he stepped closer and glanced up at the night sky.

For a moment, there was silence between us as we both took in the beauty of the stars above.

"They're quite something, aren't they?" he finally remarked, his tone softer now.I nodded in agreement.

After a moment, he extended a hand towards me. "I'm Aizawa," he introduced himself simply.

Taking his hand, I replied, "Izuku."

Aizawa nodded in acknowledgment before releasing my hand.

"Well, Izuku, it's not safe to be out alone at this hour. You should head back home."

I hesitated, feeling a pang of uncertainty.

Aizawa raised an eyebrow in my direction, prompting me to speak.

"I... I don't have a home to return to," I admitted quietly, feeling a weight settle in the pit of my stomach. Not here anyway. 

Aizawa regarded me with a mix of sympathy and concern. "Is there somewhere safe you can go?" he asked, his voice gentle.

I shook my head, feeling a sense of vulnerability wash over me. But before I could dwell on it further, Aizawa's expression softened.

"Come with me problem child," he said, his tone firm but reassuring. "I know a place where you'll be safe for the night."

I hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to trust this stranger who had appeared out of nowhere. But something in his eyes told me that I could, that he genuinely wanted to help.

With a nod, I followed Aizawa into the darkness, feeling a glimmer of hope ignite within me.

And as we walked side by side, guided by the light of the stars above, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected encounter and the kindness it had brought into my life.

Unbeknownst to Aizawa, as a descendant of a long line of demons rulers, I concealed my true nature beneath a guise of humanity.

But despite my heritage, his compassion towards me stirred something within, a longing for acceptance and understanding in a world that often judged based on appearances alone.

And as we ventured into the night together, I couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps, in Aizawa, I had found a rare ally who saw beyond the surface and into the depths of my soul.

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As we walked through the quiet streets, Aizawa led the way with a steady determination, while I followed closely behind, my senses keenly attuned to the unfamiliar surroundings.

Eventually, we arrived at a modest house tucked away in a secluded corner of the city.

"This is my home," Aizawa announced, gesturing towards the building with a sense of quiet pride.

I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude wash over me as he ushered me inside. The warmth of the interior enveloped me like a comforting embrace, banishing the chill of the night air.

As we stepped into the living room, I found myself face to face with another man who stood in the center of the room, his vibrant hair catching the light of the dimly lit space.

When Aizawa introduced Hizashi Yamada, his husband, I noticed a flicker of surprise in his eyes as he looked at me, his expression briefly taken aback.

"And this is our son, Shinso," Aizawa added, his voice steady as he introduced Shinso, their adoptive child.

I shifted uncomfortably under their gaze, feeling a sudden wave of self-consciousness.

"Nice to meet you, Izuku," Hizashi finally said, his voice warm and welcoming despite his initial shock.

I managed a weak smile in response, feeling a mix of nervousness and relief. 

I was soon shown to a room and bid good night. As I settled into bed, I couldn't help but smile as I looked up at the ceiling. So, this is what having a family feels like, I thought to myself, feeling a sense of warmth and belonging wash over me.

DADZAWA!!!

YAY!!!