Little Angel

Interrogations and Intrutions

Shouta glared out the window as he listened to Hizashi babble.

"I can't believe his parents did that! What kind of parent sell their own child?!" Hizashi grumbles angrily, clutching the steering wheel.

Ever since Shouta had told Hizashi what had happened to Izuku after they got in the car he had been cursing out Izuku's parents and grumbling about how horrible they were.

"I know, Hizashi. That's why we're going down to the station first. I need to have a few words with a certain Hisashi Midoriya." Shouta said darkly, his eyes glowing red.

"I'd like to have a few words with him myself!" Hizashi growled.

The moment Shouta burst into the police department with Hizashi in tow, he immediately charged up to the front desk.

"Where's Naomasa?" He demanded, fire in his eyes.

The man at the desk didn't look at all surprised. He looked up briefly, let out a long sigh and then gestured over to the interrogation room. "He's in there."

Shouta stormed over to the interrogation room and was fully prepared to charge through the door when Hizashi held him back.

"Wait. Let's see what's happening first."

Shouta rolled his eyes, but complied. Shouta calmly opened the door and walked in to where an officer was standing and watching from the other side of the one-way mirror. He looked up when he noticed them.

"Aizawa." The man greeted.

"Kimura." Shouta nodded at the officer whom he had seen on previous trips to the police station.

"Are you here for the interrogation?" Kimura asked.

"Yes. I have a few questions for Midoriya." Shouta growled, startling Kimura who's eyes widened.

"I'm assuming this is personal then?"

"You bet it is." Aizawa said darkly.

"Tsukauchi is questioning him right now, so you'll need to wait a few minutes." Kimura informed him.

"That's fine. I can wait." Shouta walked up close to the one-way mirror and listened to the interrogation going on inside. Hizashi stood right next to him.

"Do you know why you're here?" Tsukauchi asked Midoriya Hisashi.

"It's about my son, isn't it." Hisashi grumbled.

"Yes, it is. Could you tell me what happened to him?" Tsukauchi questioned.

"Look, he's fine, okay." Hisashi rolled his eyes. "He just likes to run away from home from time to time."

Shouta growled and glared at Hisashi even though he knew he couldn't see him.

"Well that's not what your wife said." Tsukauchi said with a frown. "She told us that you sold your son to the hero commission."

"My wife is a liar." Hisashi said with confidence. "She always has been. I wouldn't believe a word she says."

"Oh really?" Tsukauchi raised an eyebrow. "Because this," he pulled out a few sheets of paper, "suggests otherwise."

Hisashi's face paled as he read over the papers before him, then his eyes darkened as he growled under his breath. "That stupid woman."

Tsukauchi leaned back and crossed his arms. "Now will you tell me the truth?"

"Fine. We sold him. Happy?"

Tsukauchi frowned. "No, I'm not happy. You just sold your own child to an untrustworthy organization. Why would you do that?"

"Well he was a brat, and destined for evil anyways. I was doing everyone a favor."

It was at this moment that Shouta couldn't take it anymore, so he barged into the interrogation room with Hizashi right at his heels attempting to pull him back. Shouta just shrugged him off and marched straight up to Hisashi, startling Tsukauchi.

"Why did you do it!?" Shouta almost screamed, his eyes red and his hair rising above his head. "Why did you do it!?"

Hisashi was looked so terrified that he was struck silent.

"Answer me!" Shouta shouted.

"He was an evil little brat who got exactly what was coming to him." Hisashi said with a smirk as soon as he recovered from his shock.

This statement made Shouta so angry that he punched Hisashi in the face.

At this point several officers rushed into the room and attempted to pry Shouta off a howling Hisashi, all the while Shouta was screaming out, "I'm going to kill you!" until he was finally forced out of the room.

Shouta continued breathing hard and shaking with rage as he was dragged out of the room.

"Calm down Shouta." He faintly heard Hizashi say. "It's going to be okay. We'll get him out of there. I promise."

But the only thing Shouta could think was, how much damage was the hero commission able to do to Izuku during the time that they had him? And how could a parent live with themselves after selling their own child?

No matter how much he thought over these questions, he could never find an answer, and he didn't know if he wanted to.

>*<

Nedzu straightened his suit and tie as he stood outside of the Hero Commission building. A sly smile on his face. This was going to be the most fun he has had in a quite some time.

He walked into the building with confidence. He eventually arrived at the receptionists desk and cleared his throat, attempting to gain the attention of the oblivious receptionist.

"Hello, miss?" Nedzu greeted with a pleasant smile, or as pleasant of a smile that he could manage.

The lady looked around and then finally down at him with a frown.

"Yes, what is it?"

"I am here to speak to Kana Hayashi." Nedzu explained.

"She is busy right now, so I'm afraid you may not speak to her." The woman at the desk said, and then returned to her work.

"Do you know who I am?" Nedzu asked darkly. "I demand to speak to her right this moment. It is of upmost importance."

The woman glanced down at him again, and rolled her eyes. "Fine. I'll try to get in touch with her. Just give me a moment." She then clicked numbers on the phone beside her all the while muttering about, "everyone always think they're SO important."

Nedzu frowned as he noticed that she wasn't really trying to contact anyone like she said she would, but instead she was just making it appear as if she was.

"I'm sorry. But she's busy." The woman said with zero sympathy. "You can schedule an appointment though if you would like?"

Nedzu shook his head. "No thank you. That won't be necessary."

The woman shrugged and then returned to her work.

Because Nedzu was so small he was able to easily sneak past her and march straight to where he knew Kana's office was. He was no stranger to her. In fact, he knew her very well. They were both quite smart, although he always showed her up, which caused her to despise him. He knew she wasn't the kindest leader, but he never imagined she would stoop so low as to buy a child and use said child for her own evil purposes, but as he recently discovered, it seemed as if she had already done so ten or so years before.

Once Nedzu reached her door he opened it without knocking, a glare on his face.

Kana stopped what she was doing, and stared at him in shock, and then anger.

"What are you doing here, Nedzu?" Kana spat his name as if his very presence insulted her.

"Hello Kana. It's been quite some time hasn't it?" Nedzu grinned. "I believe it is time that we had a chat."