New Beginnings// Aizawa x Reader

Let Fate Decide

Three weeks after Kidnapping...

(tv) After the bombing of the Natsuki bridge, one victim has been reported missing for three weeks. (Y/n) L/n), was last seen holding on for dear life and then disappearing out of nowhere in a video clip provided by a witness. The police, along with U.A.'s Pro-hero teachers are still searching for clues of the victim's whereabouts, but after a meeting with the authorities, they are presuming her, dead- *zziiiiiiiippp*

"ARGH!" Aizawa pounded his fist on the glass coffee table, breaking the edge into millions of glass shards.

There was no pain to feel except for the aching lovesick pain in his heart. You'd been missing for three weeks already. The police and Pro-heroes had been searching for you day and night by the persuasion of the principal of U.A. but they couldn't get a lead. Aizawa couldn't rest knowing that you were still alive and that there was a chance you could be saved.

"DEAD? HAH! What nonsense..." He thought back to that night he'd definitely seen you and was sure that that violet haired man was your kidnapper. If only he had reacted faster. He might've been able to save you right then and there.

Mreow~

Aizawa flinched at the sad meow and looked down at the black feline who was rubbing against his leg.

"I miss her too... I promise to get her back at all costs." He clenched his fists causing blood to seep out of his new cuts.

He held his hand to his face while leaning back on the couch and let out a sigh.

"Where are you (Y/n)?"

Your POV...

I think I've come to understand these villains. They're just regular people who experienced something different and were traumatized by those experiences. They want to accomplish something in life and though theirs might not be the best... That just show's that they're human too.

"(Y/n)! I'd like you to meet our newest member!" The blue haired Shigaraki pointed to a rather tall and muscular figure with a red scarf.

"EH? I never said I'd join your pitiful party of a league!"

"This is the infamous Stain, also known as the Hero Killer." Shigaraki continued ignoring Stain's remark.

The muscular killer approached me with an annoying look.

"And what are you? A-"

"I'm (Y/n), duh." Shigaraki snickered at my sarcastic response.

The hero killer froze in his tracks, seeming like he was contemplating something.

"(Y/n).... I've heard that name somewhere before." He whispered.

"That's it, you're the one who got kidnapped three weeks ago." His expression seemed more aggravated at the realization.

He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me up close. His eyes were filled with anger.

"What's someone like you doing here eh? You don't belong here. EXPLAIN SHIGARAKI!"

The blue haired villain shrugged.

"Tch. Useless piece of trash." He spoke at me.

"Hey, just because I'm not as famous as you are doesn't mean I'm useless. For all you know I could be a pro-hero that let herself get kidnapped just so she could get info about your whereabouts and the league's intentions. You don't know what my quirk is." My eyes became dark. "You don't know how powerful I am. I could easily kill you right here but I'm not going to because what kind of person would I be to just kill for fun or hate. I don't hold a grudge for someone like you cause I understand where you are and how you feel. Now if you tried to kill Shigaraki, then I'd attack you because that's the job of a hero. We protect no matter who it is. A true hero knows the value of any human being."

His eyes grew wide after my long speech. That's it, that's what he's been searching for. Someone who knows the value and true purpose of a hero. He turned to Shigaraki with my shirt still tightly grasped in his large hand.

"I like this girl."

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"Aizawa... I'm going to have to stop the investigation."

"WHAT? Why?"

Principal Nezu called Aizawa to his office one morning to discuss your disappearance. Apparently, the authorities assumed you dead after weeks of no clues or anything to help them find you. And now they wanted to call off the investigation.

"We have no leads, there hasn't been a single clue to where she was taken. the best we can do is wait for time to do its thing."

"But we can't! I know she's still alive! I saw her one night with a purple haired man, but they disappeared so quickly I wasn't fast enough."

"I'm sorry Aizawa...But we can't keep searching for her. We'll just have to let fate decide how things turn out."

Aizawa clenched his teeth. He couldn't. He just couldn't let this slide. He wanted to find you. He wanted to see your smiling face again. He wanted to love you and never let you go again. His heart couldn't take it anymore.

"I need you to trust me Aizawa. Please." The mouse, bear, dog principal put his paw on Aizawa's lap. Trying to reassure him that everything would be fine.

His body slightly loosened. 'trust huh...'

"Alright, Nezu... I trust you."

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"(Y/n)~" A mellow voice called.

As I looked up from my Instagram browsing on the grey covered king-sized bed I turned to search for the mysterious voice. A shadowy figure with mischevious dark eyes peered at me from the other side of the bed.

"...Shinso?" I furrowed my eyebrows at the dark figure which crawled onto the bed.

Creeped out I pushed myself back as Shinso approached me making me go back further till I hit the black headboard. He stopped.

"What do you think about-" He pulled out a red coloured rope. "Bondage?" His lips were pulled into a devilish smile.

"W-what? NO! NONONONOONONONNOO STAY AWAY AAAGHGHGH-" 'Huh? My body...I can't move!'

"Heheh, gotcha."

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UGHGHG HITOSHI NO DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH OUR DEAR (Y/N)!!

Don't worry, In the end he wasn't even able to take off her clothes cuz someone opened the door without knocking and got (Y/n) out of the trance. I bet Hitoshi's got a giant slap mark on his face.

Bless that character.