The saviors [On Hold]

The savior [1]

Aizawa POV

"Alright love, have fun on patrol." my husband, Hizashi, said after kissing my cheek. "Thanks." I replied and kissed him. "Bye kids. Be good for papa!" I called out to Shinsou and Eri. "Bye dad!"  they both called back. I closed the door behind me and heard the click of it being locked. I then set out for my patrol. Nothing usually would happen since its eleven om. Still, gotta make sure everything is okay.

As I walk around town, I start heading towards a smaller part of it. A more 'shady' area. I reach a small little run down café. It's definitely not the most welcoming as it does looks like it is about to completely fall apart. I could get on the roof somehow and scan the area. I decided to look around to find a way up. After a bit, I find an old, slightly rusted ladder. I debated a little before just going up. Once climbing over the edge and making it onto the roof, I see a small, kid in darkish clothes standing at the edge. The kid just stood there. From my view, they were wearing a dark greenish hoodie with light tan cargo shorts, and red high top shoes. The hood was up so I couldn't get a good look. 

I walk closer towards the kid and look to see the city. It wasn't the greatest nor worst. I then realize how high up this building truly is. I look back at the kid to see him stuff his hands into his hoodie pocket. "Hey, kid. What are you doing here? Especially this late?" I question as I take a step closer. "Why do you care?" they ask, not tearing their stare from the ground. "You tell me kid. I mean, I'm out and see a kid high up on a roof that looks high enough to kill someone." I said. The kid turned to me and just sighed. "That's the point." they deadpanned. I nodded and stepped a little closer. Almost unnoticeable. "Why?" I asked, trying to buy as much time as I can to reach the kid. "Why not?" they countered. "So kid, what's your name?" I ask. "Why should I tell a stranger?" the kid responds. "I dunno. Does me saying I'm a pro hero help any?" I ask. "No. As much as I love heroes and what you guys do, it doesn't help or prove why I should trust you." 

"How old are you?" I ask. "11, almost 12." He is so young and trying to end it? Why? "Whats your name?" I ask. The kid just groans and turns towards me. "Can I not die in peace?" he shouts. "Woah. Calm down kid. I'm just tryna get to know ya." I said. "I don't want you to." he snaps. "Where are your parents?" I ask. "Who knows or cares. Hopefully dead and in Hell." he mumbles. Parents are bad. Very bad. Apparently. "How about this, instead of jumping, we can go and get food. By how raspy your voice sounds, it seems like you haven't had food or drinks in a while." I offered. "That's a waste of money." he replied. "No. I want to make sure you are okay." I said. Geez. Hizashi would be so proud of me caring like this. He just stared at me before stepping forward. "Fine. One meal. Nothing big." he said. I nod and lead him down the ladder. "Where do you want to eat at?" I ask. He just shrugs while thinking. 

"There is this bakery, not far from here, with the best sweets and everything." he said. "Sounds good to me. Lead the way." I said while stuffing my hands into my pockets. The kid actually smiles and nods. He turns towards the south and starts walking. I just walk with him in this weird comfortable yet uncomfortable silence. 

Izuku's POV

As we walked through the doors to the bakery, you are instantly hit with the amazing smell of the owner's pastries. I know Eraser Head smelled it too. We head over to the counter and are greeted by one of the workers. "Hey Izu!" she says cheerfully. "Hey Jodi. You can order first Mr. Eraser Head." I said while stepping aside. "You can just say my name." he said softly. "Which is? I may be a huge fan of heroes but I never payed attention to their real names." I answered truthfully while glancing at some of the heavenly sweets. "Shota Aizawa. (Shota is 1st name Aizawa is last name.)" he replied. "And ouch. That stings kid." he said jokingly. I rolled my eyes and looked at the pastries again.