DISCONTINUED If Only Memories Could Be Erased(A Shoto Todoroki X Oc Fanfic)

Prologue

Aizawa's pov

I looked down from the building I was on, waiting for the perfect moment to strike the villan. My girlfriend was going from a different angle, saying she'd keep the villain distracted so that I could use my quirk and erase his. I watched as she came out and threw an attack at the villain. He was hit and turned to her. We were facing off against a guy who could turn into a giant werewolf which could not be a good thing. I was about to erase this guy's quirk when a scream filled my ears. I looked down and saw the guy had picked my girlfriend up in its jaws and tossed her into the wall of a building. I jumped down and ran over, looking her over. She opened her eyes to look at me. "Shota?" she asked, her voice more than a whisper.
"Ssh. You'll be OK. Just don't talk" I told her. I could hear people coming and saw the villain was attacking another hero.
"Shota. Please take care of Tamaki for me" she told me.
"Don't say stuff like that. You'll be there too. She needs you. I'm no good at this parent stuff. You know that" I told her.
"Promise you'll take care of her. She needs someone. Especially at such a young age" she told me.
"I promise" I replied. She took my hand and rubbed her fingers on it.
"Thank you" she coughed, her eyes closing. I watched, pulling up my goggles as she took her final breath. The villain was arrested and I turned to see doctors rushing over to check her over but they were to late. I got up, watching as they took her body away before heading to my house.

***

I walked into the house and into the living room to see Tamaki playing with one of her hero toys. The babysitter we had hired looked up and smiled. I nodded my head at her and payed her before bending down in front of Tamaki.
"

Daddy. You're back. Did you win?" she asked in excitement. I placed a hand on her head as she gave me a confused look.
"Daddy. Why do you look so sad?" she asked. "Tamaki, I have some bad news. Your mother won't be coming home" I told her.
"Ever?" she asked.
"Never" I replied. Tears pricked her eyes as she gave big sniffles.
"But... I don't want mummy to be gone forever" she cried. I sighed. I knew this was too much for her to handle, she was only 3 and already had sleep problems which had been identified as insomnia. More tears ran down her face and her nose began to run as I went and got some tissues, cleaning up her face. I picked her up and sat down on the couch, letting her hug onto me.
"Daddy?" she asked, wiping her nose with her sleeve.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Are you gonna leave too?" she asked, sadness filling her eyes.
"I'm not planning on leaving" I replied, ruffling her messy dark grey, almost black hair. She nodded and hugged onto me again.

***

Tamaki's pov

I sat in my own in the playground, eating my lunch. I saw some of the other kids playing about with their quirks and looked down. I hadn't gotten my quirk yet and wasn't sure if I would. I wanted to be just like my dad and be a hero that others could count on and protect people so that no one would have to lose a family member like I did but if I didn't have a quirk then how could I do that.
"

Hey look. If it isn't little Aizawa sitting all by herself" someone laughed. I looked up and started to tremble. The person in front of me had the strongest quirk out of everyone here since he could turn his hands into weapons.
"P-please leave me a-alone" I stuttered, looking down, not wanting to make eye contact. As an answer, I was punched in the face. I fell back and hit something as I looked up. Kenzan towered over me as I trembled.
"I bet you she gets into U.A without even trying" one of his friends laughed.
"Yeah. Her dad will probably make sure she gets into U.A" another laughed.
"What's wrong Aizawa. Are you scared?" he taunted. I didn't respond, just stared up at him.
"You should be" he yelled and used his quirk to change his arms into sharp metal objects and went to punch me in the face and stomach. My eyes went wide and I stared at him as he punched me, his hands turning to normal as they collided with me. I was confused but blinked from the impact and instantly felt pain in my stomach and beside my eye. I cried out in pain which alerted a teacher as she ran over.
"What's going on over here?" she asked.
"Kenzan. What did you do?" she asked and ran over. She looked me over as I trembled in fear, tears running down my face, blood mixing with the tears in my left side. The teacher got up and yelled to one of the other teachers
"Call a doctor and Mr Aizawa" as I didn't know what to do but sit where I was. I was taken inside and into a room separate from the other kids where I was told to wait. Soon after, a doctor came in and checked me over before sighing.
"She'll need stitches. Where's her parents" he asked.
"We've called her father, he should be on his way" the teacher replied.
"I wanna go home" I cried, my voice no more than a mumble. Soon the door was slammed open and I saw my dad.
"Daddy" I cried, looking up at him.
"What happened?" he asked looking at the teacher.
"I'm not sure, from what I saw Kenzan hurt her" she replied.
"Tamaki, what happened?" dad asked me.
"K-kenzan came up to me, a-and pushed me out of m-my seat and onto the ground. H-he attacked me and I just stared and when he hit me, his quirk had stopped but I blinked from the I-impact and his quirk hit m-me" I explained, trembling in fear.
"Mr Aizawa. Your daughter is going to need stitches, these injuries are very deep and could cause serious problems if they aren't treated right away" the doctor explained.
"Do it. Just make sure she's alright" dad told me. The doctor began sewing where the injuries were as I whimpered and cried through the procedure. The doctor finished after a while and walked out the door to talk with dad.
"I've stitched them up however, the injury on her face was very close to her eye and-" the doctor started but dad cut in.
"Did it blind her?" he asked.
"No. However.... Here I'll just show you" he explained, letting dad in. He looked at me and sadness filled his eyes. "
Daddy? What's wrong?" I asked. He turned to the doctor.
"I couldn't have stitched the wound without her eye being half closed permanently. She can still blink but if she opens her left eye fully, the stitches will rip open and it will cause her a lot of pain" he explained.
"I also took a look and it seems she has developed the same quirk as you. You must make sure she either never uses it or doesn't use it to often because she could damage more than what has already been injured if she rips the stitches too many times" he added. Dad just nodded before giving me a hug.

***

I was sitting in the teachers room of U.A as I waited for dad to finish work. He had taken me out of school since the incident and made sure I stayed in the teachers room while he worked. I did being things to do but it felt kinda lonely all on my own without even the sound of other voices around me.
"Well hello there little listener. You must be Shota's kid. Tamaki right" a guy with crazy blond hair asked. I nodded.
"I'm Hizashi Yamada. I'm a friend of Shota's" he explained. I just nodded.
"Well it was nice to meet you" he explained, patting my head then grabbing something before leaving which left me on my own again.

***

No one's pov

Tamaki didn't return to the nursery and didn't go to primary school after the incident which made kids just think that she was going to get into U.A by doing nothing even more. The lack of proper communication with kids of her age and all the bullying she received led Tamaki into depression, which paired with her insomnia, made it very difficult for her to cope with everything. She secretly self harmed, hiding it from her father because she didn't want him to know and never told him about the bullying, saying she'd slipped and fell or any other excuses she could think of when she came home beaten and bruised. She became more and more like her father, leaving her hair even more of a mess, bags under her eyes and didn't usually find interest in things that would usually be found at least a little entertaining to someone of her age.