Worthless Necessity [HitoZuku]

Chapter 3 - They don't know my heart

Aizawa huffed quietly as he jumped down from the building, landing in a crouch in the alleyway. He quickly knocked out the villains, wrapped their wrists in cable ties, and dialed the police, keeping an eye on them as he waited for the police to come collect the criminals.

Shinsou was at home, and Yamada was taking care of him, so he didn't have to worry. He was concerned on fridays, since he had patrol and Yamada had his radio show at night, but Shinsou was a good kid, and if he needed to, he could always call Kayama for help, and Yamada was always willing to rush back home in case Shinsou needed him for something since they didn't live too far away.

The police came, and took the criminals away, letting Aizawa finally leave his current location to seek out more villains.

Aizawa walked out of the alley, before ducking into another alley after he caught sight of another D-ranked villain. He knocked him out before the villain could do anything, tying him up, before he heard a voice from above.

"So, Eraser Head?"

Aizawa whirled around, activating his quirk on instinct, and was surprised to see a boy wearing a black hoodie perched on a rooftop. No one had ever snuck up on him before when he was on patrols, and he was pretty damned sure there wasn't anyone on the rooftop. The fact that it was the damned vigilante proved that he knew what he was doing.

This was the kid that Yamada was talking about. The one that tipped him off about their son's former abusive household almost four years ago. Aizawa supposed he should thank Midoriya for handling that situation delicately, sending an underground hero to check before taking action, but at this point, he was just so annoyed from all the reports by other heroes about this vigilante, he just wanted to catch the damned kid.

Aizawa grasped his capture weapon firmly and released his quirk. Midoriya blinked, seemingly confused, but Aizawa couldn't really tell from his position.

"Void, I presume. What do you want?"

"Bold of you to assume I want something." Midoriya replied in with zero hints of emotion, and Aizawa frowned as Midoriya hopped down. He swore he heard a meow from somewhere, but there were no cats in sight.

"Why do you keep your hair long? It rises when you used your quirk. That's a dead giveaway if those villains actually use their brains."

Aizawa grumbled, "And you care, why?"

Midoriya shrugged, "You kinda fight quirkless? Nice to know there's a hero out there who can actually do something without a stupid flashy quirk."

Makes sense... Aizawa thought ... I can't sense a quirk on him.

"Anyway, what do you want? You're clearly just a kid. You're too young to be jumping around like that."

"Does it matter?" Midoriya asked.

"It's dangerous to be out like this. How old are you? Fifteen? Sixteen?"

Midoriya just shrugged, opting to remain silent.

"Villains don't care if you're just a kid. They'll kill you all the same."

"Good. Let them try." Midoriya retorted, and Aizawa was taken aback from the harshness of his tone, "Not like they'll succeed anyway. I'm not a useless kid."

"I never said you were useless. I'm just saying they won't go easy on you, and there's a chance that you won't ever see the light of day again. I may not be able to arrest you because you're not using a quirk, but I am going to try and stop you."

No, Aizawa didn't care about the vigilante. Nezu just talked a lot about him in the staff room, his possible motives, what he's possibly after, why he went after heroes who seemed popular, how he knew who they were out of costume. Aizawa did not know why Nezu was so invested in Void, but Nezu seemed to be happier, so Aizawa didn't mind him. Nezu's sadistic tendencies also seemed to be going down, so really, no one was worried. Nezu was a grown... animal..?... after all, as well as a pro hero, so he's allowed to be invested in anything, or in this case, anyone he liked.