This is mine because it has my name on it

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Stain's adopted child's point of view
In the morning

I woke up with a huge head ack. I rubbed my head and looked around. Oh I must have fallen asleep playing Minecraft with Tomura. Wait.....My head is in his lap. I sit up quickly and almost fall off the bed. I then heard laughing. I looked at Tomura who had his phone in his hand. He was already awake. I will die from embarrassment today. My face is probably bright red now and I glare at him. Why does the universe hate me today. He stopped laughing after a while and I die inside even more than usual today. He sits up and smiles at me. His smile is cute. Oh shit no Izuku no. No falling for your boss. At least not yet. >: )

He stands up and I get up as well. I started to walk towards the door when Tomura grabs my arm with four fingers. I look at him and him pulls me into his chest. I look up at him and he hugs me. I am probably blushing right now. Well, that's new. I pat his back and then he pulls away from me.

"Sorry, about that I just wanted to see how soft your hair was." He said with a small smile. I nodded at him and smiled even though he couldn't see it because of my mask. I then remembered something very important. Where do I stay now?

I will probably have to dig another home. I think that there is a park nearby with some woods near the beach. I grabbed my trusty dusty book and pen to write about my new home. I could have four rooms this time. A master bedroom, training, lab, and guest bedroom. I sit down on the floor infront of the door and started to draw. I made sure to have two exits this time. Maybe I can get some actual lights this time not just a fire. I need a new city to kill in as well. I still have my map at least. Now to play the knife game.

I grab my map and a knife. I put the map on the floor and hold the knife over it. I then close my eyes and throw the knife at the map. It hit right on UA. Hmm, welp I just I will have to kill some future fakes. I will have to stalk them for a while to find which ones are real and will be good heros. I grabbed my knife from the map and put them both in my pocket.

I look around the room and see Tomura coming out of what looks like a bathroom. I wave at him and he waved me to come over to him. So I walk over to him. He then grabbed me and pushed me in to the bathroom. I almost fall but I stop myself from falling. He then throws clothes at me. They hit me in the face. Ouch! I grabbed them and put them on the sink. They look like his clothes. I feel like universe is shipping us now. ) ; I grabbed my book and wrote something really quickly.

'are these your?' I then throw the book at him from inside the bathroom. It hits him in the face. I giggled at his face. He looks at it but then glared at me. I smile at him and wave. He just sighed.

"Yes there mine. We couldn't get all your stuff because you called the police. Like why would you do that!" He said and I took the book back to write.

'No one knows my name and I am supposed to be dead. I faked my death, so they will not be able to find me on any missing reports. Also I have used this trick before on another gang. I have escaped each time before they can see my face probably until now'. I then glare at him. I really hope they don't find out who I am. They might find out my weakness or Stain scold me for being reckless. I can't decide which is worst.

"If you want we can go steal the police reports after your shower?" He said as he looked at me. I just nodded.

'That would be fun! I have to get some hero records anyways, also I think they have information on you guys, so it would be useful to delete!' I wrote quickly and then handed him the book. I need at least nine heros territory and maybe there quirks to. He nodded and smiled at me. He really should smile more it. His smile is beautiful. Oh shit. No Izuku don't fall in love now. They could use you both as each other's weakness or he could reject you. I should go take my shower now.

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