Unborn child [Slow Updates]

Chapter 3

"Time to train again," said a young teen with unruly pink hair matching her odd coloured skin. Yet it complemented her very well. She looked around, while stretching her arms.

"Hey, where is Aizawa Sensei?" she asked to no one in particular.

The young man with dark green unruly hair jolted. "Come to think of it. I didn't see Aizawa Sensei today. Is he busy today? He usually isn't this late," he said. "Do you think we're training today? You know, since Aizawa Sensei isn't here?" asked quite a small teen, with odd purple coloured hair. He seemed quite small for his age.

"No, I don't think so, Mineta. Usually All Might or another teacher would take over for us."

"Besides, the pro-hero's are here to help," said the dark green haired young teen. He was always one to over think things, so most of the time he would come to a reasonable response or reasoning.

Aizawa was quite tired, that was evident by his eyes. He always looked tired as of lately. Basically after becoming a pro-hero he looked drained, but even so he still felt the need to be a hero. Someone who saves others. He kept his job for two reasons. The most precious one being, he wanted to be able to protect. Especially after knowing that he had a daughter not by birth, but definitely by blood.

He had to leave his daughter behind, because he couldn't protect her on his own. He was young at that time, but still felt that she was his responsibility. In truth she was his responsibility.

"There you are, Mister Aizawa," he heard a female's voice say. He knew exactly who was that and he mentally prepared himself for her rather loud lectures. "Miss Johnson," he said simply. He didn't seem to notice the angered ambience surrounding her.

Maybe he was just not fazed by the demonic looking expression she had on. She was quite angered indeed. She growled at his response. "Do you not have anything else you want to say?" she asked, attempting to keep herself calm as she spoke. It was futile attempt that is all that could be said.

"No," he replied nonchalantly, no worry had been found itself out of his tone let alone his facial expression. His body language showed that he was extremely calm and relaxed. He was aware of his surroundings yet he didn't look as if he cared one bit.

It annoyed the lady. She never liked him because of that very reason. He stated calm and composed, which she knew was a good trait. Yet when it came to interacting with others that personality trait just annoyed her.

"Leave it. I don't know how you can handle his presence," she said with a defeated expression on her face. She crossed her arms in frustration as a frustrated sigh also left her mouth.

Aizawa's eyebrows raised as he saw a person inches closer to Miss Johnson. He gave the person his full attention almost immediately. "Hello, Aizawa Sensei," she greeted.

"Hello, Megumi. It's nice to see you again," Shota said as he inches closer to the said person's luggage. He took one of the two bags she had in hand. He raised an eyebrow, "Why do you have so much luggage? It is quite odd of you."

The girl followed after Aizawa whom had already began his saunter out of the airport. "They doubled it," Megumi said monotonously. Aizawa paused his actions or one would say he halted. He had a blank expression on his face, but seemed to look at the floor. As if in a brief moment of thought. Only for a sharp and on-the-dot five seconds, before he continued walking. "I see," he said.