-Your Kid Kaizen (Vigilante Deku)

Chapter Fifteen

Izuku's POV (Intel said otherwise)

I'm ashamed to admit that I found holding back my tears far more difficult than my fight with Overhaul. Nodding as I buried my face between his shoulder and neck. My hands gripping his tan overcoat just a little too hard to be normal. I mumbled a quiet. "Yeah..." And if he felt a few tears drip down onto his neck he didn't say anything about it and for that I was grateful. The Dad-tective simply carried me like he had done it a million times before. He could have not shown up or threw me off of him the minute I snatched onto him like a baby koala. But he instead...he just... well I guess treated me like a kid. (His kid) He informed me he had to park a little farther off than he would like. But he passed the time by asking me questions. He asked me stuff such as, the address of 'Inko's old apartment', what I want to eat, what foods I don't like and what my favorite animal was. As the questions went on I began to sag in his hold, my eye lids began to feel heavy.

Trying to stay awake, I glanced to my left as the Detective walked along the buzzing streets. Everyone was doing something. Food carts with street vendors yelling out what they had for sale. Civilians chatting about who knows what. Children practically dragging their parents to the very busy looking toy store.

The worker at a nearby grocery store was greeting customers at the door, and when one would pass by you could hear the light beeping of the cashier scanning items. As we passed the store my mind wandered once again as I recalled how many of my visits to the store had been. I fought the urge to laugh humorlessly as I now realized another depressing fact, but a fact nonetheless. Even at the young age of 7 I was still always alone when going to the grocery store... Inko's 20 dollars, she would do this every week and a half or so. Not that she ever specifically told me the money was for me. The first time Inko did something like this I had almost starved. I hadn't known she was now expecting me to shop and budget on my own. Up tell then I'm pretty sure she would buy it for me and I could eat what ever I wanted. I guess she grew tired of even doing that. I snarled internally, she truly is a bad person. Who in the world would let there 7 year old go to the store alone. It's a wonder how I wasn't hurt or kidnapped! Not that she even ever saw me, I guess that helped get rid of any guilt she probably isn't even capable of feeling.

Closing my eyes as I tried to clear my thoughts. The beeping of the store had long since faded, replaced with the sound of the spinning and rushing water of a laundromat. As the Dad-tective and I passed by the open doors of the rather small building. The sent of different kinds of detergents attacked my senses. My face scrunched up in discomfort at the overwhelming smell. But my attention snapped to the Dad-tective when I heard him chuckle at my reaction to the smell. I huffed at him before returning my gaze to the laundromat receding in the distance. It's not that I have anything against the business, it's just every time I go to one of those places it's because of one of two reasons. The first is because I stayed out a little too late and Inko locked me out (who I'm I kidding she probably wasn't even in the house and just locked me out totally forgetting about me her 7 year old child) or Inko had "forgotten" to leave me any money. So I ran to one of these business in a rich neighborhood and did what I can do almost as good as getting out of seminally impossible situations. Pick-pocketing dumb rich snobs.

I mean I haven't gone on a real pick-pocket heist for a while... well if you don't count what Eraserhead now calls "The Present Mic incident". Suddenly my thoughts completely halted that last thought had reminded me of something I had done before my fight. A Evil grin spread across my face I internally cackled like a maniac.

Now that's gonna be fun...

A tired sigh leaves my lips. I blink tiredly as the idea of a nice nap became too appealing to refuse.

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Naomasa's POV (Intel said otherwise)