Cousins! (A Mha x Mlb crossover)

The Aizawa P.O.V

Shota was having a shitty day, to say the least. 

First, he was literally yards away from his niece, and still couldn't see her. 

Secondly, gathering all the problem children and getting them on the flight had been a tremendous task, and even with Shota's extra attention and under Hizashi's careful care, they'd still somehow managed to almost leave Kaminari behind at the airport. 

'Serves him right for going to the bathroom right as boarding opened. What was he thinking?', Shota mused, looking out the window.

Last, but not least, they'd gotten attacked by some psycho in a costume that only belongs in a circus, because seriously, who wears orange with green? At least they'd been stopped by the Bug and Cat team. What were their names again??

The various tourist sites of Paris blurred outside the window, as the van sped past the Montparnasse tower and headed towards Le Grand Paris, where they would be staying for the month.

Noise filled the air as the problem children talked. Maybe it was a bad idea bringing them here, after all.

"YOU SHITTY HAIRED BASTARD! I'LL SEND YOU ALL THE WAY TO HELL!" broke through Shota's thoughts, as Bakugo blew up at Kirishima, who was sitting beside him. 

"DUDE! It is not my fault you don't know how to play checkers! THIS IS SO NOT MANLY-", yelled Kirishima, his crimson hair glinting in the sun. A smirk played on his lips as he evaded an enraged Bakugou's attacks. "And stop that, you're going to hurt a civilian!"

'Bakugou, just admit you're a sorer loser", Kaminari drawled, from the seat across as he played Uno with Jirou, Midoriya, Ojirou, and Shoji. 

"YOU. We should've left you on that sad little bench you were sitting on when you realized boarding was closed!", seethed Bakugou, explosions bursting in his hands. 

"But ya didn't!" , Kaminari snickered, sticking his tongue at Bakugou. Jirou placed a card on the pile in front of Kaminari.  He turned to face Midoriya, who was sitting behind him. "Your turn, Midobro!"

Midoriya leaned over from behind Kaminari to place a plus four card on the pile. "Sorry, Kaminari. Uno." A smile tugged at his lips, his hair blowing in the wind. 

"YOU ABSOLUTE TRAITOR, MIDORIYA."Kaminari howled, as he picked up four cards from the deck. "OCHAKO COME GET YOUR MAN"

"WHAT'D HE DO?", yelled Ochako from the back, sitting with Tsuyu, who looked adorable as always. Midoriya was making a valiant effort to turn into a strawberry, Shota observed.

"HE GAVE ME A PLUS FOUR AND HE CALLED UNO ALREADY", Kaminari yelled back.

"TOO BAD, KAMINARI, DEAL WITH IT. Oh, and good job, love! I believe in you!", she smiled at Midoriya who hid his face in his hands and looked like he was going to combust.

"Traitor."

Seriously, why did Shota agree to take these kids on the trip again? All the noise was giving him a headache. 

'I don't get paid enough for this', Shota thought as he sighed.

"All of you, shut up." Shota stood, eyes glowing red, and flared his capture weapon. "We're almost there, so I want you all to be on your very best behaviour. If I catch you putting one toe out of line, we're all going home, understood?" A chorus of yes sirs filled the bus, and everyone started packing up their belongings.

Kaminari dumped his Uno cards into his bags as the players gave them back to him. "Guess you win by default, Midoriya." He turned to look at Midoriya, whose eyes were glazed over. "Hey, are you okay?" Midoriya snapped out of it, as he looked out the window melancholically. "Oh yeah, I guess so," he said.

'That's weird', Shota thought as he sat back down. 'What's bothering the problem child? Should I check in on him?'

Suddenly, his phone rang. Shota furrowed his brow at the unknown number across the screen. A pit formed in his stomach.

'This better not be another call for ransom. They don't even have any of my kids this time!' Shota thought. 'Wait, do they?' 

'It's probably a wrong number', he sighed, and went to decline the call. But, why did it feel as if he needed to pick up this call? As if the call was something important? Why was their anticipation building up inside him?

'I'll pick it up, just to be safe." He hit the accept button. 

"Hello?", he asked.

"Uncle Shota?"

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Okayy, hi! So I didn't decide anything about the future of this book, but I wrote another chapter because I was bored? Guilty? I don't know. It felt weird to leave  it like this. 

So I wrote another chapter, because I saw all of the comments you guys left, and the votes, and I just want to say I'm really grateful. Thank you so, so, much for reading something I wrote when I was 12. I'm older now. It's been three years. I hope my writing skills have improved. (No, they certainly haven't. In fact, I think they've gotten worse?)

There is no certain future for this story, nor a certain update plan. I'm not sure if I'll ever finish this, or get the spark to write in this again. Maybe I'll write in this years later. 

Whenever I do, I look forward to seeing all of you again.

Signing off, 

Mocha.