QUIRKLESS LIFE

~17~

Everyone was coming off the Osuka Koi, Ibuki following Izuku at a distance while he bid Momo and her family farewell, thanking the girl for the Russian nesting dolls and his Cath-doll, before giving Aoki another sinister glare. He started walking, the man next to him scared.

"What are you going to do...?"

"Turn myself in..."

"And if you don't...?"

"You'll make me the victim of the fist villain you see..."

"Correct..." The older swallowed thickly as he followed the boy, and nervously took out his phone to let the greenie use the GPS. When arriving at the station, the younger stood outside while watching the man turn himself in, and when he saw him get arrested, he kept the phone, changing the password, resting everything, and left to make the long walk home.

While walking, he heard a scream, turning on his fight or flight reflexes and pulling out his knife. The boy's breath caught in his throat, head spinning while he tried to see where it was coming from, and found the origin being a large crowd.  He wanted to run in, but knew it was stupid. He's 7 for goodness' sake.

"Someone help!"

"A villain!"

"Someone call a hero!"

"Why are they attacking in such a crowded space?"

"Look there!"

"Who is that?"

"Who are they?" 

Two heroes came in, one with a gray scarf thing, a plain, darker gray long-sleeved shirt and pants tucked into his belt and boots. He had relatively long hair, and yellow goggles for a pop of colour. This tired hero was followed by a far more ecstatic one, a blonde with hair that reminded Izuku of a banana, and orange sunglasses. How did he not get hot in that leather jacket? 

The two heroes took down the villain with ease, marking their debut as Presentation Micheal and Erasure Head. The greenie would've taken notes if the black-haired man hadn't dragged the two away from the spotlight. While the situation calmed down, he took a deep breath and continued making his way home.

Odd.

His mother wasn't there. Just a tired lady with 1... 2... 4... was that 6...? How many kids? Well, a lot apparently. She told him a lady named Inko moved out three years ago. That's when he was taken away. He went to the nearest police station, since even if the Bakugo's lived close by, they were probably asleep, and he wouldn't want to bother them.

"Hey kiddo, do you need something?" The officer at the desk asked, leaning over to get a look at the boy in front of him.

"Um... I can't find my mother... I went home, and she wasn't there... instead there was a new family... I was wondering if you could find her new address, please...? I don't want to make any missing posters yet if it's only a misunderstanding..."  Izuku asked, looking up at the man, holding his Cath-doll to his chest. 

"Sure kiddo, no problem. What's her name?" He turned to his computer, sipping on his can of coffee.

"Inko Midoriya... 32 years old..." The officer typed it up, and his face grew solemn.

"Um... sorry kiddo... are you sure that's her name...?"  The child raised a brow, hugging the doll tighter.

"Why wouldn't I know the name of my own mother...?" The man swallowed, looking between the boy and the computer.