-Your Kid Kaizen (Vigilante Deku)

Chapter Sixteen

Izuku's POV (Intel said otherwise)

Waking up to someone lightly shaking my shoulder wasn't a common occurrence, more often then not it meant nothing good. For example being passed out in an alleyway while bleeding out... again. Or the second option that wasn't as bad, I had just gone through surgery and the Doc was waking me up. The bad side to that situation is it would probably end up with me getting another scolding and a long old person lecture that started with 'when I was your age' and ends with 'you hear me boy'.

So I'd like to say my reaction was justified. But I still felt horrible when I instinctively grabbed a flash-bang and a small but sharp throwable long ranged blade just in case. They came out of my sleeve easily and I was ready to flee if need be. Someone was in front of me, they looked at me with concern. My eyes were intense and panicked as they bounced around trying to assess the situation. Because I moved so fast my eyes were still fighting off the sleep that still lingered in my vision. Only once I realized I was actually with the Dad-tective did I let myself relax. Putting away the weapons I had subconsciously taken out. The look of sadness and anger that crossed the Dad-tectives face at the action was truly baffling. Because he wasn't mad at me in the slightest no, he was mad at someone else for some odd reason. "So you're not mad at me for almost temporarily blinding you for like 15 minutes?" He shook his head and smiled at me softly. "I'm not angry at you, I'm angry at the people that made 'that' The Dad-tective gestured to the flash-bang that I was now nervously fidgeting with. "Your first reaction". Nodding along at his words even if I didn't truly understand the meaning behind them.

Trying to stop myself from spiraling and overthinking the Dad-tectives words I opted for looking out the window of the car instead. Only for me to immediately blue screen for a moment or two. We were at Inko's old apartment, my breath hitched. I never thought I would ever come back to this apartment like this. I never thought that out of all my future outcomes it led to this. I never allowed myself to hope I would someday be here with a new parental figure. But parked here in front of the apartment like this almost feels surreal like this is all just some dream and I'll wake up to 'that' All Might themed room in the dark, in the cold and most importantly in pain and alone... The Dad-tective had gone silent, a glance in his direction would confirm my suspicion, concern was now displayed on his face.

"We're just here to get anything you may need before we head home. But if you changed your mind and don't want to do this now, or you want someone else to get them for you that's fine..." Turning my gaze to him as I swallowed my emotions down like the thousands of times before. All the sadness all the anger, regret, fear but the hardest one to contain was an emotion I haven't had in a long time... Hope.

Squashing those emotions and ignoring them for a later time. I instead busied myself with what needed to be said and done. A sigh left my lips as I looked at the Dad-tective in the eyes, his black ones meeting my own dark green. "I'm ok, I've lived in that apartment for years. (Even if I was most of the time safely tucked in the safety of my bedroom) let's go inside you said you bought food right? We can eat inside if you want. Then I can pack my belongings.". He nodded his head before grabbing the food bag and his keys along with three empty duffel bags. Quickly moving to help him carry some of the bags he was struggling not to drop. I quickly offered to help him. He agreed and we headed in the right direction, with me leading the way. We stayed on the ground floor. Following the zigzagged like path leading to the far side of the complex. Are foot steps hitting the ground echoing around, was the only other sound that accompanied the light sound of traffic. Once we were at the door I took out the key and unlocked the door we then quickly shuffled inside the entryway. I slipped on my house slippers, my new guardian taking the guest ones.

Just when I was about to turn the lights on I remembered Inko never payed for the electric bill. Sighing annoyed, quickly patting my way to the large window in the dining room. Luckily there was just enough light for us to see and eat normally. The Dad-tective looked at me confused. I sighed once again before replying to his silent question. "Inko stopped paying for the electricity about 2 and a half weeks ago". It didn't seem to surprise him all that much but I didn't miss that flash of anger that crossed his face. But then he said something that again surprised me. " Inko is your mother's name I guess the station was on the right track, you are a Midoriya. It threw us off at first, your school records said you were quirkless your not. Then we couldn't find any kids your estimated age with an intelligence or something very similar to Sir Nighteyes quirk". Wait, wait... didn't he already know almost everything about my current situation?